Post by BadInfluence on Sept 18, 2015 11:16:32 GMT 9.5
(07:14:54 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *To say the days were not busy or rough would have been a bit of a lie… After Jacob had gone back home, she felt a bit better that he would have so much time with their children, something he had felt he missed out on so much during the war… She also missed him terribly… She wrote him daily, letting him know of everything going on, sending little doodles of funny little jokes… She send him bits of ribbons for Pia and little paper dolls, little balls and other toys… Things that easily fit into a smallish package… She never let a day go by where he didn’t know just how much she loved him… But when she wasn’t writing him, she was being torn every which way, both Tirithon and those he had set in charge of her wedding though she was nothing more than a slave to their time… She had spent days being measured, measured naked and then in her underwear, measured in her shift and then in dresses… Arms up… Arms Down… Legs Together… Legs in the jeuxt pose of the French quartet… Bending… Standing… Strentching… She had been pricked repeatedly by pins and slapped for moving when she wasn’t supposed to, her wrists red and smarting… She had been forced to try on hundreds of shoes, some so impractical even her sense of fancy was giving them the look of, you have got to be kidding me… Tirithon stopped by often just to torture her, commenting on this or that, putting in his rather heavy two cents with the seamstress and dress maker… They didn’t think her hair was right so they began to cut and shape it, her often blunted cut jobs as she offered her hair to her goddess every year or when she was blessed had left her ends straight but unflattering, so they shaped the ends so it fell rounded and the curls fell a bit more evenly… Her nails were shaped and painted daily, her eyebrows shaped and plucked, her eyelashes dyed because the blond tips weren’t pretty enough… She was told she shouldn’t eat so much that she was going to be fat before her wedding, rolling her eyes at it because it was just another elf pun, though she didn’t take them quite as personally any more… Jacob and Ace loved her curves… The rest of them could go fuck off. She missed Ace though… The sad truth was that those twenty years of him being gone had stacked up against him, and he had a pure mountain of catching up to do, so from dawn to well into dark he was done, and she was left at the mercy of the demons from hell as she called them. Sydel faking as Sybelle couldn’t last two days through the fittings, and she had switched out with Nautilous, which was perhaps better in a way. They tended to focus more on the blond god of sex and left poking at her as a last resort on those days, and in truth, it had settled a lot of dirt between them… Perhaps… Even fostered a little understanding… Sydel was gone today, and so was Nautilous, and she knew well why… Sydel needed a specific diet when she was pregnant, and normal food wasn’t going to cut it, so Nautilous took her on what he called ranges… Nice long rides… The fact that five or six people went missing on those days? Totally unnoticed… Tirithon was so far enchanted with his skillful ass kissing that Nautilous could do no wrong, so much so that one of the men who had dared to speak out against Nautilous at one of the meetings Tirithon had taken him to, well lets just say that man had a stiff neck… Iron spikes will do that to a person… For her today though… She had a day off… Their wedding was two days away, she would pick her dress the day after tomorrow, and from there? She had nothing to do but to walk down the isle… Today was a day off… She had gone to Tirithon with Nautilous in her shadow, on bended knee to sweetly plead with him, stroking all those places she remembered he loved… Asking him to please allow her and Ace to just have a day together, that it would be good for the people to see them out in public, to reinforce their feelings of elation that Tirithon himself had stirred in them… What better way to assure them of their next ruler and the strong Koehler line than to allow the soon to be married couple out and about? And, since she had stroked him and his ego, even gently clasping his hand so she seems so very small and helpless to him… He had agreed. She had thanked him repeatedly, affluently, and had taken the rest of that day to plan something just for her and Ace… By the Gods, she hadn’t even been touched by him since the carriage… Just to put into effect… She, a woman who didn’t go a day without either Ace or Jacob, sometimes both… Had been almost an entire week without so much as a kiss… Ace was worn out and so exhausted when he got back she could barely get him into the bath with a brandy and a smoke, rubbing him down and letting him vent the entire time, giving him feed back or her thoughts when he asked, and then into bed he went and fell into such a deep sleep it was almost a revere of its own. She had just… Handled things herself… And that was simply what was done… Today though… They had a chance… And she had planned it all very, very thoroughly! It was just the perfect time of year too, and after she had bought their tickets and arranged their transportation, setting out his outfit and selecting her own… She woke up with a hope and a prayer for them to… Just be together again… She woke before him and left him a note beside his side of the bed, a cup of tea with a warming spell on it and his favorite sugar biscuit to hold him over, along with a morning cigarette. The note would read:
“To My Ace of Hearts-
I stole you a day off today… Come find me…” *At the bottom was a sweetly curled R, along with a red kiss, the hints of her perfume lingering on the page… The sweet scent of jasmine and citrus with notes of patchouli and myrrh… She herself would be where he knew to find her… In the room with the golden lions, having had cleaned it up and removed much of the old dust and furnishings, it was more like a little love nest than a forgotten room… It had a proper bed in it with furs and sheets, a table and mirror and clock there so they could get cleaned up and an eye on the time, a set of clothes for them both in the event their passions had caused things to rip… Though none of it had been used yet… She herself was getting ready in there though, she had taken a long hot bath and was glowing with beauty, her skin soft and oiled until it resembled only the finest satin… Pale and beautiful with its little hints of rose pink… Her hair fell in beautiful messy curls, held up on the sides with two simple gold combs, falling all down her back and over her shoulders… Her lips full and plush and that perfect shade of red…*
(07:15:04 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *Silverthorn was treating her body well at least… They made sure she bathed twice a day, her skin was always oiled and lotioned up so she was so soft to the touch it would drive a man wild, glowing with a soft pearlescent sheen that suited her beautifully… Her hair was long and softer than mink, it never tangled or caught, the curl and bounce to it utter perfection itself… She never took care of herself like this back home, her work at temple and at home, plus being a mother meant that she took care of herself last… Here it was no such thing… She knew she was as beautiful as she possibly could be and that was all so on her wedding day Silverthorn could boast it’s ass off. She was going a bit out of her style today though… Normally she was a fan of whites and reds and blacks lately, but today she wore a dress of the softest shade of sky blue, a deep plunging V down the front revealed the high rounds of her breasts and a good deal of the under swell as well… No bra… Her shoulders were bare and the straps of her dress rested on the very ends of the rounds of her shoulders, running down into tight fitted sleeves that ended in a sweet point over her knuckles, showing off how small and slender her hands were. The bodice was tight fitting, skin tight even, so much so that any corset work or such other things would be visible… Instead there was just the little hollow of her belly button before the dress flared out over her hips, falling in sweet angular pleats down around her ass, revealing the beautiful shape of her rounded hips and thighs before the rest of her was hidden… It was a beautiful dress, truly it looked divine on her, just elegant… She had on a pair of comfortable ballerina under it, the same color as her dress with cream colored lace up the tops to keep her feet warm, the traps coming up her claves to bow off on the outside of each knee… She wore her wedding band and her engagement rings, her ears held two simple pearl earrings, and a single pearl drop necklace… That was it… She was dressed and done… Simply waiting now for Ace to find her, their tickets held in her hand, her toes tapping softly as she waited him eagerly.*
(07:48:16 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. and just where had he been? Or perhaps the question should have been where hadn’t he been?.. being tugged from place to place.. his Father having organised a daily outing to somewhere in particular.. a certain leader needed to be met with.. paper work needed to be signed before a varied amount of witnesses.. there was still some wedding preparations he had to tend to though it would seem most of that was being handled elsewhere and by others.. over the past week or so he had been lucky to catch a glimpse of her for maybe the span of an hour.. by the time he did get in of an evening it was dreadfully late and he was dead on his feet.. the whisky and the cigarette just topped him off.. so when he did finally hit the pillows he was out of it.. completley and utterly so and for hours even.. generally gone before she had even woke up.. this time though.. on this one occasion it was different.. he didn’t hear her early rise.. he didn’t catch her leaving notes or clothing.. or even leaving.. nothing of the sort.. stiring then beneath the covers.. he rolled over flat on his stomach there.. groaning quietly as he lifted his head.. oh his muscles were sore.. he just fucking ached all over from being stuck on that damn horse for as long as he had been.. he turned his head.. figuring he would see her resting there peacefully beside him.. that was the one blessing he had.. was waking up to her every morning.. even if he couldn’t stick around to see her rise.. but on this one occasion.. she wasn’t there.. he was on his own.. his brow rose.. he slowly moved to sit upright as he rubbed at his cheeks.. his eyes and his chin.. he sat there in little more than a pair of shorts.. lazily looking about the room there through half lidded eyes.. - .. just where have you gotten to?.. .. he would question.. a sleep filled chuckle sounding as his hands slid back through his hair.. reaching to rub against the back of his neck before they would tumble back down to his lap.. the note caught his attention.. he reached across.. drawing it open.. his head tilting as he caught her penmanship.. Ah!.. a day off intriguing..and a riddle no less.. he stroked his fingers along his facial hair there.. along his strong jawline before he placed the note down.. the corners of his lips twitching.. a small hint of a smile appearing there before he chuckled and he moved to slide out of the bed.. the tea was picked up first.. drawing it in close as he took a few sips from its sweetened contents.. it soothed his throat almost instantly.. taking away the extra added croak from his voice.. drawing open the window shade there.. allowing what little sunlight there was to shine through as he lit up the end of that cigarette.. taking a drag from it as he sagged against the cill.. a breathy groan sounding.. from deep down within.. oh that was smooth.. perfectly so.. it would fog up his mind just enough but not so much that he would become vague and stupid.. he enjoyed the cigarette.. the cup of tea there.. before he noticed the clothing layed out on the bed.. tilting his head he moved to approach.. glancing upon it properly.. another amused chuckle sounded as he shook his head- .. Always and forever prepared my dear.. always and forever.. .. he rubbed his lips together.. moving toward the basin as he wiped down his face.. just more or less giving himself a bit of a clean up.. nothing too thorough its not like he’d been playing in mud the night before.. just a touch of a freshener.. a couple of dabs of his cologne then before he would slide into those slacks.. the shirt.. tucked in.. the buttons fastened closed.. the tie sliding into place.. the vest and jacket following soon after that.. he tugged down upon the lapels.. the hemlines.. making sure everything was straight.. he paused there as he stepped down into his boots.. curious as to just where she might have been.. though he had a few ideas.. the first was indeed the room with the golden lions.. it took a bit of moving about.. a few walkways.. a couple of corridors and a stair case or two before he came upon the hidden door.. giving it a nudge.. quietly.. making sure he wasn’t followed before he moved to step into the same space she herself was waiting within.. his hands had risen to rake back through his hair.. only just realising he hadn’t actually put a comb to it.. so he would have had that adorable dishevelled look to him in those moments- .. Found you.. .. he chuckled and nodded- .. Mind telling me just how you ended up getting me a day off then?.. It’s certainly not like my Father to simply allow us holidays wenever we feel like it.. .. he slowly moved to approach her.. only just now as he moved out of the surrounding shadows allowing himself the pleasure of seeing just what she had on.. that beautiful.. that stunning blue off the shoulder dress.. he swallowed.. it would have been clear to see his reaction.. his heart took a bit of a tumble.. - .. Well.. now don’t we look.. like fucking perfection today.. where did you get that dress!.... he came up to her there.. still perhaps a little cautious.. unsure on how she was going to react to him after what had happened between them both.. but his hands.. warm.. soft and still a little weathered came up to cradle her cheeks.. to tilt her head to look up to him as he looked down to her- .. perfection.. .. he’d whisper there as he leant in to press his lips to her forehead- ..
(09:15:48 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She knew the work was wearing on him… Even when he had been at his worst, even when he was getting off of the opium, he had never been half as tired as Tirithon was running him… He didn’t get any time for himself, not a chance to relax outside of the bath before bed, and though she made sure he had his favorite whiskey and cigarette… There was still only so much she could do to help relieve his stress… She missed him and she wondered sometimes if he felt the same, though she had no idea that he watched her while she slept, it would have warmed her heart a little to know that even when he was so warn down… He still thought of her… With him in mind, she planned a date for them, something she thought they desperately needed… So she had begged and pleaded with Tirithon, stroking his ego, playing him up as she used to… Using every remembered trick to allow them just ONE day… One day before their wedding to be able to just be together… Though she knew it was a long shot she was still grateful that Tirithon agreed, she had planned a whole day for them out, little points of interest while making sure to leave plenty of room for impromptu impulses and general fun… She had picked her dress with care, the one of the many designs picked for her, Tirithon stating her things from Arvandor were too… Provincial… Though she loved all of her dresses she had brought with her… She had to admit… These were quite nice too… They fit better because they spent longer measuring her, so much so they knew the exact change of space it took for her to inhale and exhale, meaning everything fit her like a dream… She didn’t like so much so that they often needed her to wear next to nothing underneath, like this dress that was stunning yet simple, free from any embroidery or gemwork… It was also completely strapless so she could wear no bra beneath, yet the saving grace was the perfect fit, it kept everything just so… A bit naked it left her feeling, but she felt incredibly feminine too, so it was a bit of a toss up… At the very end of it all? She looked the part of a Princess at least… No one could doubt that. He however wouldn’t be the prince today though, she had set out an outfit of his from Arvandor, his own clothes in his own style… She thought he might enjoy the break from all the three piece suits and furs and embroidery, all that foppery that thought it looked nice, was so far from Ace himself that it was almost sad in a funny sort of way… She hoped he liked it, that his old jeans and boots might help him feel a little more himself, a little less like a foot caught in a too tight shoe… She knew too from the note he would find her soon enough, there were only a few places here that she called her own, places where she felt safe… Her old room that Tirithon along with Ryker had kept up for her, the abandoned hothouse gardens within the giant glass house, and then this room… Their room… Probably the one place in the entire castle that was truly theirs, that was important to them, that held precious and fragile memories… It was hard to get to if you didn’t know the way, and far too easy to get lost in it because of the various hidden doors and multiple passage ways, so it was the safest place for them to meet in secret too… Though she hadn’t expected him to find her so quickly though, the day was promising to be bright and sunny, even a little warm without a drop of snowfall. She thought he might figure her in the garden first… Though she was still glad he found her so easily… She turned around when she heard his voice, looking over her shoulder at him only to give him a radiant, loving smile that reached well into her eyes.* “You did! Much quicker than I thought… Perhaps I should get better at hiding then?” *She teased softly, glad to see him wearing the clothes she had laid out for him, it was always a bit of a gamble to pick out his outfits. He was a fashionable man, her Ace, and he did not let just anyone pick his personal clothing style. He looked… So much more like himself… More… Comfortable… Even a little happy… He had asked how she managed to give them a day off, he knew better even than she that Tirithon was not entirely a giving person even at the best of times, and to get a day off so close to the wedding date had indeed been something of a miracle. Not without a cost though, of course. The man did not work on charity.* “I bribed him, of course… He was feeling rather ill yesterday when I ran into him on my way to fetch something. I sat and played for him, sand him a few songs, gave him his wine and the medicine from his physician… I basically babied him and then begged him very sweetly to give us a day off… I never get to see you anymore… Just an hour before bed if that and your so worn down and tired my heart breaks for you…” *Nautilous had been with her the whole time too so she hand been safe… Or at least as safe as she could be, she knew it was a delicate balancing act right now, and she had to give Tirithon some things or all would go to hell… Nautilous just made sure he didn’t go too far… She wasn’t about to tell Ace that Tirithon had demanded her to sit in his lap so he could lay his head on her chest and just breath her in while he fondled her ass. Nautilous was ever ready to step in and stop it, but the moment he did, Tirithon would loose a bit of respect for him and that would close off their line of defense against any plots he had… It was… Not pleasant no but… She had also known first had how much worse it could be… Tirithon just wanted to fondle and cuddle, he was getting sicker by the day, and being around her… Gave him back something from their past… A bit of the solace and happiness he felt with her… His obsession returning in leaps and bounds… She accepted it because she knew it wouldn’t be too much longer, because if Tirithon was happy she had a better chance to spend time with Ace, to keep them all free from his moods… Her smile grew when he came out of the shadows and looked at her where she sat, the sunlight coming in to bounce along her curls, to shimmer and shine and make them glow with their own golden light. She thought she looked rather fetching too for once, something she was perhaps starting to make herself admit, to build up her own self worth before everyone gnawed on her for not having any…*
(09:16:04 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: “Your Father… He went through my trunks and stated that everything was too provincial and country for him, so he has them all stored away and has had a new one made for me… Hence the thousand pin pricks of seamstress wrath I have had over the week… I admit they are beautiful dresses and they fit me better than anything else, this is the first one finished and I wanted to take you out on a date while I wore it, I know you love to see me in pretty dresses…” *And he had, for as long as they had been together, he always gave her sage advice on what looked good on her and what did not… When she was dressed up he always voiced his appreciation for what she wore, and if she wore colors, even more so… He closed the little distance between them, and she knew he was struggling again, a part of him probably would for some time… He hated that he had struck her, even though she told him the truth, that she had deserved it. She hadn’t listened, too caught up in her own mess, her own sadness and anger and hate… She had felt slighted and abandoned and generally poor, and she had pushed and prodded him, wanting him to hurt too. Even if it was not right… She had still pushed him to that place. No one had done it but her. She reached up to gently take his hands, to cradle them in her own as he cupped her cheeks, sighing softly at the warm kiss to her forehead.* “You look quite a stunner yourself Ace…” *She said, waiting for him to step back before she would stand, patting down her skit a little before she would hand him his ticket… These things were hard to come by, even royalty had to call in a favor or know someone who knew someone to get in, so the fact that she had managed to sneak two was a bit of a wonder… This was a once every fifty years event, hosted by the Dwarves up in the mountains, deep within one of the very old halls that had been used for eons… It was a tasting party, not for wine or cheese, but for all sorts of alcoholic brews across all races… This included specialty cheeses, aged meats and fruits, and all manner of delicacies that are rarely ever known except for the most special of occasions… Some of these drinks were going to be so rare, so well ages, that they would be talked about for generations to come… And she knew very well how much Ace loved his fine and specialty liquors. It was exactly what they needed, a chance to get away and have fun, to spoil themselves and enjoy an incredibly rare treat.* “Moonglow Fair… Have you heard of it? It’s very rare, only happens every fifty years or so, but it is one of the grandest events in Arboreal…” *She herself hadn’t heard of it till very recently, and only because during one of the THOUSAND bloody lunches she had to take with this and that important such and so had she even heard of it, and when she heard how rare the tickets were… She had nearly despaired… Still, she had gone into town to purchase one, only to find a blessedly familiar face among the group… It was the very same dwarf party that she and Sybelle had run into in Seabring, the group they had such a jolly fun time with, flirting and flashing and teasing as they lead them all over town. They had instantly struck up a conversation, filling them in on her babies and Sybelles own impending child, hearing a few more puns and jokes about the glorious healing properties of elvish breasts. She and Sybelle had been more than a little randy fun with them, and the very bottle of whiskey she had gotten Ace that day which had been quite rare, had cost her a shotglass full of breastmilk for the main dwarf. After more than a bit of teasing and flirting she had asked about the tickets and if she might purchase a set, her soon to be husband Prince Ace and she desperately wanted to go, but weren’t sure if any were left… That of course instantly opened up the bargaining table, though the first bid was outrageously expensive! She couldn’t pay it with the gold she had brought, and she wouldn’t touch any of Silverthorn gold, she wanted this to be a present from herself. They haggled more and more, the price going down, but the favors going up, and after an hour of heated negotiations they all came away with a happy outcome. The cost of it though, well, that was her secret! After much hugging and laughter, she had made her way back with tickets in hand, and easily the envy of any warm blooded man in all of Silverthorn and beyond.* “I… I thought you might enjoy a day to be yourself… Just… Taking a bit of time to enjoy all the fine liquors and foods Arboreal has to offer… I hear they have a whiskey there over a thousand years old that they are letting people sample… Would you like to go with me Ace?” *She said with a soft smile, reaching out to take his hands in hers for a moment, gently linking their fingers.* “We don’t have to go, but if you do, I have the travel all ready organized… We should be out of here soon though so we can make it in time…”
(16:10:16 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..she had surprised him on this one occasion..he had woken expecting her to be there as she had been since they arrived.. resting there so comfortably upon her side.. away for all intents and purposes from the world.. but this time no.. he woke up alone.. curiously with a nice hot cup of tea beside him and a note.. his cothing all layed out.. items that he had actually owned.. not the prince garb that was pretty much a requirement to wear in Silverthorn.. it was his very own clothing.. stuff that was comfortable ..that fit him fairly well and was still yet quite stylsh.. for his standards anyway.. he liked it.. so being able to put it on was quite a treat.. he had slipped into those jeans.. the shirt.. the vest and jacket..tugging down upon the cuffs and hemline.. sliding that belt into place.. his scent was a mixture of that sweet cologne of his.. his cigarette and the sweet tea upon his breath.. he plucked up that biscuit before he moved to step out into the hall.. catching the eye of a few of the guards.. a help maid here and there.. gathering that yes.. he ight well have looked like he was ‘slumming it’ to the usual standards but nothing would ever dared be said .. she had left him a note asking him to find her.. it took him a few guesses to figure on where she might be.. but the first place she was going to check out was indeed the room with the lions.. and low and behold.. he was right.. there she was in all her stunning beauty.. a perfectly fitted blue gown that may as well have been painted on it just fit her so extremely well.. he asked her how on earth she had managed to get them time off.. or him at the very least.. he had been worked so hard to the bone lately he barely had a moment to himself let alone to spend with her.. her response had his head tilting a little to the left.. before he laughed.. - .. you bribed him?.... curious he was indeed as to what she meant by that.. afterall it could have been taken so many wrong ways.. but she went on to explain that she had looked after him.. babied him so to speak.. getting his Father in high spirits so that he would be more amenable to her request ..he couldn’t help the smile there.. the one that was causing the corners of his lips to twitch a little.. he moved to approach her then.. telling her she looked like a vision of perfection.. his warm slightly smooth fingers reaching up to cradle her cheeks as he brushed his lips to her forehead.. he felt her hands settling beneath his.. before he took her fingers.. intertwining them with his own as he stood there before her.. just looking down to her in wonder.. in complete and utter wonder at how she managed to do all of this on her own.. how she just knew so much.. he was in awe of her.. when it came to all things.. she commented that his Father had gone through her things and he exhaled and nodded.. he knew Tirithon would which is why he had warned her before they arrived.. - .. I do, you are indeed correct.. I love to see you in pretty dresses.. or.. sacks.. or.. nothing at all.. .. he chuckled and nodded.. releasing her hands.. motioning for her to do a bit of a twirl so he could get a better look.. though as she would have turned her back to him he would have stepped in and caught her.. his arms wrapping around her from behind.. his chin coming down to her shoulder there.. giving her the view of the small stained glass window that was before her.. his lips pressed to the delicate round of her shoulder.. that sweet spot there at the nook of her neck- .. I have missed you.. .. he whispered.. almost inaudibly as he held her there for a moment or two longer.. just needing to do this.. just this.. just for now.. he asked her just what they were going to be up to.. just what she had in mind on this momentous of occasions.. I mean.. days off were rare.. his brow rose when she mentioned the Moonglow Fair though- .. I have indeed heard of it.. never actively been though, gaining access to such an affair is near in to impossible.. I remember Father going when I was a kid.. a couple of times.. but naturally we were never allowed to go.. and I’ve been away from here for most of my adult life.. .. his brows furrowed a little - .. are you trying to tell me you managed to weasel your way into getting tickets to one of the most lucrative events happening? Mmm?.. and are you going to tell me How you managed to get those in your hot little hands?.... he would whisper there against her shoulder..- .. or is this going to be one of those cases where.. it’s a need to know basis.. mm?.... he laughed a little there before he released his hold upon her.. - .. You thought correct.. I will enjoy a day to myself.. not being told to do things.. or having to ride off to god knows where.. .. he felt her fingers intertwining with his..- .. you just need to lead on princess.... he motioned to her then- .. and I will follow
(16:58:24 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Considering the more than a little dark and twisted history she herself had with Tirithon, she wouldn’t have blamed him for his mind making a couple of jumps, that was a logical thing. Plus what Tirithon was usually after according to the witnessing of all and sundry, were women. Beautiful yes, but still women, and Tirithon only wanted one thing from them. Usually. But she hadn’t come to the castle just to be a bed mate, despite the fact the man was a whore to the extreme, he did occasionally want something more than sex. Yes, he got handsy, but he hadn’t gone beyond palming her ass. She had sang to him a few different songs, stroked his ego and played him up, made it out like it was his idea… And in the end she had won that hard pressed victory. She had explained what she had done and his response was perfect… That little smile… It had her hands resting on her hips even as she sat, a brow cocked over those stunning green and gold eyes, her head tilting to the side a bit.* “And what, Might I ask, are you smiling about?” *Smiling with a little laugh in her voice, honestly that little flickering smile was beautiful, she just loved it… He had come in and held her gently, kissing her forehead before asking about the dress, telling him the little story behind it. At least Tirithon had not thrown away her dresses, he just made it so she couldn’t get to them, locking them up in her trunk somewhere out of her reach. She could have them all back when she left, so at least she still had that, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t fond of her new dresses… They fit like a dream without a doubt, she just wasn’t the most font person of the actual measuring itself, it was heavy and even painful work. Still, she knew he liked her in pretty things, and especially if he got her into something with color as that was a little rare for her. So the sky blue of this one was indeed a treat, plus it was silk which was again, another bit of rare for her… He had her laughing softly at his little comment there, about sacks, or even nothing at all..* “Your still ever my rogue, aren’t you Ace? You’ve certainly seen me in all three, you devil, and ripped more than a few.” *Some of her favorite dresses had been shredded beneath his hands, not that she minded a whole lot to be honest, the act afterwards was so pleasurable she barely had time to remember her own name… She stood up at his request and had gone to perform her little swirl, just a slow rotation that showed the slight drag of the fabric on the old carpets, making sure that her shoes never showed. She wasn’t expecting the sudden embrace at all, a soft gasp falling from her lips, though her hands came down to rest over his as she leaned back against him a little… The view of the snow laden inner courtyard, the multitude of trees and buried flower beds, hedges snuggled up under a blanket of white… It was beautiful if just a little sad… She leaned her head against his, the scent of his cologne coming up to tease along her senses, causing her to breath deeply and sigh softly… He always smelled so good… Something rich and sweet and still a little dark… A little musky… Smokey… It was heavenly… The kiss to that sweet little nook made her shiver in his hold, her knees drawing in just a little, her toes curling under… Oh by the Goddess… It had been so long since she last felt such a thing… True, a week might seem like nothing to some, but to her it had been more than long enough to make her nerves twang a little… She just savored the little thrills that jolted through her system, the little electric pulses that went up and down her spine, pooling in dark secret places.* “Goddess knows I have missed you too… I hate that our days are limited to just an hour before bed, and even then you are so worn out it is the best we can do to get you showered, and even then that’s on a need only basis sometimes…” *Some nights it was a run down with a cloth and then out like a light… Nights when she had to pace to calm down or unwind, when she felt a little locked up, a little caged… Still… They were ok… They just really needed today… She curled in a little closer to him, her fingers linking with his, giving them a soft squeeze… Turning her head just a little to press her lips to his temple in a soft kiss. He then asked what she might wish to do with him today, and she told him of the fair, the things she had heard… Once she had heard of it there was no way she couldn’t try to get them in, even if it was hard and a lot of work, she thought it would just be the best thing for them… A day to just be Rose and Ace… A date.. And the funny thing was? They didn’t actually ever get a date… So this was doubly needed. * “One of the women at the last luncheon was going mad for it… Wouldn’t stop talking it up. Once I heard her out though I found it was just too good sounding to resist, and I had to head into town to see if we might be able to get a set of tickets, my by the Goddess the cost was staggering… I know how much you love your whiskey and really, you do so little for yourself, especially when you are working so hard…” *She just wanted him to have fun, to have a good time, to relax just a little bit. She had no idea that Tirithon had gone to them before though, yet at the same time it made sense really, why wouldn’t he? She giggled softly in his arms at his teasing, turning her head just a little, looking at his lush dark head of hair as she spoke.* “My good Sir! It is most certainly a need to know basis! A lady never tells her secrets after all.” *She smiled before she was released, turning around so she might face him, her fingers linking with his as she told him she just… Wished to give him a day to himself… A chance to just be Ace.* “Most days you come home smelling like a centaur… I began to start craving carrots because of you! But honestly… Let me do this for us… We both need to get away for a little while…”*She said, and as he told her to lead, so she did. She would guide them out of the room, both of them ever careful, ever cautious about their one little hidey hole of privacy… Through the various hidden doors and hallways later, they were out in the main courtyard, leading him to a rather…. Odd looking contraption. A carpet… In the middle of the snow… She turned her head and smiled brightly at him.* “The event is in the mountains, and neither of us wants to ride, so I thought… Why not a flying carpet?”
(17:29:53 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *The carpet didn’t exactly seem terribly grand, it was bit enough to seat them plus two if there was a need for such, some rather warn down tassles at the corners and even a little… Moth eaten? Still, with all that there, the deep jewel blue and gold pattern on it were nice… She had already asked the owner to set up the drop off and delivery locations, wanting this to be a bit of one of those auto pilot things, where she and Ace could just relax and enjoy the rare sunny weather in all this white. Besides, a flight there like this would take about a half hour at the longest, but by carriage at least a few hours… She was personally hoping to get there early… If they arrived before the main crush, they had a better chance to see everything that was on offer, to pick out the best places to go and see… She also wanted to make sure nothing there was going to make her terribly ill, for though she had ginger cubes to help with any upset, it would still be better to be able to enjoy it all… She hadn’t really had a single upset though since the Inn, so perhaps it had just been a fluke, perhaps something not meat related but otherwise had made her sick. Who knew? All she was aware of was that aside from that one episode… Nothing else had happened. She would take his hand in hers with a bit of almost child like glee, skipping backwards as she watched him, wanting to see his face… To wonder what he thought of it, to read any thoughts that might flicker and cross his beautiful grey eyes… Would he like it? Or was he afraid of flying? Or would he think it was a bit too showy? Or not enough? It was always a bit of a guess with him, but then again, that made it fun… The never knowing part always had her heart skipping about just a little bit.* “I know it’s a little silly, I do, but really… It’s SO sunny today! There’s no snow, no wind, just a nice warm glow everywhere… Why spend it locked up in a carriage? Plus with all the riding you have done, I though the last thing you would want to do was cozy up to another horse.” *She said with a bright, warm, happy little giggle before they arrived at the carpet express… She spoke a few words with the man waiting there, the owner of such a rare and magical little tool of transportation, smiling softly and a few little hand gestures… She then moved onto the carpet, taking a bit of a turn there to make sure her skirts were straight before she would settle down onto the soft, surprisingly warm contraption. She patted the space next to her, her signal for him to patter ono the rug beside her, making sure he had room without her skirts being in the way. Once he was sat and settled, and she herself secure, the blue and gold carpet would rise straight up, turning so they were facing the rising sun for a little while… Just showing off the beautiful glittering sea, the dolphins jumping and diving, seals on the rocks… A beautiful view before they turned and made their way towards the mountains in the not too far distance, making a clean easy flight, never dipping or rocking… Simply gliding along as soft little puffs of wind played with them so very high up.* “I have heard a lot about this fair in the last day, but I don’t really know anything about it, I didn’t pick up any flyers or pamphlets… I fear I forgot to… I think we will just have to make it into a little sort of an adventure, finding out what is where, and the best places… Is there something in specific you wanted to look at? They have, at least from what I heard…” *She paused, her face wrinkling up a little bit in thought, her brows drawing in as she began to count things off on her fingers… Trying to recall all she had heard but sadly, most of the womans ramblings had gone in one ear and out the other as she drank more tea than a chinaman at these things anymore…* “Let me see… Bourbons… Whiskeys… Cogniacs… Rum… Gin… Tequilla… Vodka…Brandy… ahhh… Let me think… 500 different kinds of beers and ales, ranging from the very palest to one that they said was so thick that your spoon can stand straight up in it! Several kinds of honey meads made from some reportedly very rare ingredients… A thousand different wines I think… All from different fruits and vineyards… Different mixes… Oh dear… What else?... Oh.. They have a special area that is just for the Drows! They have a little show casing for their wines and cigarettes, as well as some very rare and expensive fish samples they said… Good goddess Uhm…” *She was trying so very hard to recall everything she had heard from the moment she paid attention but by the Goddess herself she was having just a little bit of a hard time.* “I know that, at the very least, every race in Arboreal as well a some humans have stands there… And there is of course a lot of very rare food tasting as well, from exotic animals to specially ages cheeses, hard to find fruits and spices… Plus… And I don’t know if this is true or not, after all most of the girls are just talk and such, but one of them said that there is a special little both that supposedly… And I say supposedly… Has this one vintage that is without a name… It isn’t even categorized, but supposedly it glows with a golden light and smells like some sort of impossibly beautiful flower, and that one drink of this liquor gives you the ability to see spirits and to get glimpses of the future! All sounds a bit fun, don’t you think?”
(07:07:06 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..he had gotten her to do that little spin there.. motioning to her that he desired to see this stunning dress she had on in all its glory.. though when she got half way through her turn he swooped in and slid his arms around her.. drawing her back in against her chest.. his chin to her shoulder ..she seemed to melt into him there.. resting her head to his shoulder.. he pressed his lips gently to the round of her shoulder.. that sweet spot there right at the nook of her neck.. hearing that softened sigh.. he whispered how much he had missed her.. right there to her ear.. and he had.. he truly had missed her.. though he still felt hesitant around her.. just as if he needed to watch himself.. watch his actions and his words.. and his anger.. she spoke of how much she missed him also and how much she hated that their days were just limited to an hour or so before bed.. and even then what with how tired he was.. he nodded a little.. squeezing her just that tighter- .. I know.. I know.. not for much longer.. I assure you.. we will leave soon.. I promise.. ..he knew she wasn’t terribly happy having to spend her days with the castle staff.. how she was being poked and prodded .. measured and stuck with pins and needles.. how she was having to mingle with Nautilous and Sydel.. and then of course there was his Father.. the fact he had been taken away from the castle as much as he had been meant the pair of them were closer.. and he didn’t like it.. even though he knew Nautilous would be watching her like a hawk.. he just had such a horrible feeling something was going to happen.. something was going to go wrong and he wouldn’t be here to stop it.. his lids half closed when she turned her head and he felt her soft warm lips pressing to his temple..he asked her then what she had planned since she organised this whole affair.. finding out just how she managed to get the time off in the first place had him laughing.. cheeky she most certainly was.. and yet still so very resourceful..she told him about the event.. the fair that happened only very rarely and he knew full well how hard it was to obtain tickets to it.. so hearing she had gotten them in her hot little hands certainly made his brow rise..he asked her then just how she had managed to gain admittance to such an affair or was it on a need to know basis.. her laughter made the corners of his lips twitch.. Oh it was just precious and it had been a little while since he had heard it up close.. let alone because of something he himself had said .. he prodded her sides a little when she said it was on a need to know and that a lady never told her secrets.. he even went so far as to lightly tickle her sides before he released her properly.. turning her about to she was facing him.. their fingers linking.. he gave her hand a little squeeze..he nodded when she said she wished to just give him a day.. to himself- .. it sounds wonderful.. and I think we both could do with a little time.. away from all.. .. he motioned up in the air with a gesture- .. of this.. all of the proper pushing and shoving.. just.. you and I.. .. he stepped in then.. his right hand rose to cradle her cheek.. - .. no agenda.. no lists.. no rules.. no instructions.. just.. existing.. .. he spoke softly.. just looking to her there.. his steel grey eyes wandering over her features.. lingering a little longer upon those striking emerald circlets.. finding himself always and often to easily lost in those pools.. he told her to lead the way and she most certainly did.. down through the secret little passages.. the stairs.. the doors.. the chamber switches until they made their way out into one of the side court yards.. not out the front.. they didn’t need any unwanted attention.. just them.. thankfully since it was still quite early most of everyone were either still asleep or just slowly only now rising.. so the place was still.. quiet.. peaceful.. he felt the chill of the air as they moved out.. he glanced around a little.. squinting a touch when his eyes needed to adjust to the light change before he caught a glimpse of the carpet square there.. his brow rose- .. what do we have here then?.... he released her hand as his arms lifted to cross there about his chest.. rubbing his fingers across his chin as he watched her move toward an attendant there.. he was clearly amused.. chuckling quietly.. she spoke on neither of them wanting to ride.. so why not a flying carpet.. he was indeed quite curious as to just how this contraption worked.. not something he had actively participated in before.. sure he knew of their existence but it wasn’t something he had went out and actually asked for.. his arms uncrossed and his hands slid down hooking his thumbs into his pockets as he watched her converse with the owner.. watching as she settled down to sit there after smoothing out the back of her dress.. motioning for him to join her.. he moved across.. stepping onto the slightly tattered looking rug as he settled down to sit upon it beside her there- .. this is all rather novel.. and quite different.. .. he shifted there till he was comfortable or as comfortable as he could be given they were upon a carpet..his hand had come down to rest there atop her own.. and when the carpet actually began to lift his fingers curled in a bit tighter.. his brows drew in a little.. perhaps he was a touch startled by it?.. was it maybe an ounce of fear?.. he cleared his throat.. his attention seemed to shift between the patterns upon the carpet.. to her.. and back again.. he never took in the scenery around them.. certainly never looked at it.. she spoke on having heard a lot about the fair.. but that she didn’t know a lot about it.. that picking up a pamphlet or flyer was not something she had thought about- .. I don’t know a lot about it myself no.. . he shook his head
(07:07:17 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: - .. only that it is on every so often.. quite rarely.. and its very hard to get into.. so you’ve done well to get this far indeed.. .. he shook his head when she asked if there was something specific he wanted to look at- .. I don’t really know whats there to ask for anything in particular love.. so I cant help you there I’m afraifd.. .. she rattled off the different types of liquor that would be available.. the beers and ales.. the spirits.. the honey meads.. the wines and fruits.. he rolled his neck when she mentioned the Drow.. nodding his head.. it would always be a sore point.. their liquor made his desire for opium harder.. their scent assaulted his sense in a way that was akin to running nails down a chalk board.. and that chalk board being his nerves she spoke about the last one.. the little booth without name.. how it held a vintage that glowed like golden light and smelt like a flower.. and how one drink of it gave the person the ability to see spirits and obtain glimpses of the future.. he chuckled and nodded- .. Oh I tell you.. when I drink to much I believe I too can see spirits sometimes.. .. he laughed.. and it was true.. hallucinating was nothing new.. though the future remark was certainly intriguing.. he gave her hand a light squeeze there- .. this ought to be all very.. very interesting.. above all I’m just glad to be spending the day with you.. everything else is just a bonus
(12:02:00 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *The request for a spin was new from him, and it was only natural that she oblige, plus what woman didn’t enjoy the feeling of someone she loves wanting to see? That was, after all, a bit of the point in getting dressed up. More than that though?... Just being held in his arms felt so wonderful… She was perhaps a little starved for that kind of attention, his work and all the running about, her own constant dates and tea and measuring’s… They really never got to see each other, and it came on the tail end of something that she knew was bothering him, she saw it in the little things… She didn’t push it, she didn’t pursue it, possibly because she didn’t know how… She just let it go, tried to support him at the end of the day as best she could, to be his shoulder and his sounding board for everything being dropped in his lap… She sighed and melted against him, unable to resist it, the smell of his cologne just teasing along her senses as his warmth soaked into her back…The little warm kiss to her neck, well that didn’t help very much, feeling those warm lush little tingles wash all over her skin from the contact… Of course, the whisper of his deep pitchy voice against her ear just made it worse, made her draw her knees in a bit... She missed him… Everything… They used to be so much closer but everything here was putting up ugly walls between them, like a gardened putting up hedges between plots, and though they could see over it… Getting to one another was now growing difficult and tricky… She felt they had to have today, she was more than a little exhausted and fed up with people trying to put them into places like pieces belonging in slots, like puzzles to be finished…* “I know… Just a little while longer…” *Tirithon seemed to be getting sicker by the day… As if now that Ace was back and the future of the kingdom was assured, what ever had been holding Tirithon together was gone, the disease making rapid progress through his body despite the physicians best efforts… Sometimes one can not beat fate, no matter how strong they are, or how big of a stick they carry… It was why he sent Ace out every day, surely, to make sure all was done before he died? She honestly didn’t think Tirithon had the strength to be a threat to her, or to hurt her with anything other than words, not any more at least. They were spending more time together at Tirithon’s insistence, dinners and luncheons, tea… True she had a grand many parties and gatherings that she had to attend there were all of that public nature, so very many teas and fetes and afternoon dances… Yet each day so far, regardless of what her schedule was, Tirithon managed to butt his way in…* “It will be better after the wedding… We will have more time… “ *They wouldn’t be able to go until Tirithon died and the mourning had passed… Only then could they actually leave… She didn’t wish to darken a beautiful day with such thoughts thought’s though, she was going to have a wonderful date with Ace, a day off that they both truly needed. A chance to just let go and have fun, to drink and eat and maybe even dance, to leave Silverthorn behind them for a day and not look back. She told him what she had planned then, well, hinted at it rather… Asking if he had heard of it, unsure if he had ever gone on not, after all he was already eighteen when she had first met him. She had pressed her lips to his temple in a war, soft kiss, missing even these little things that she had taken for granted at one time… It was delightful to be teased by him, to hear that deep magical chuckle of his in return, to share that moment… Of course she could have told him what it cost her, but she had a feeling that he would tease her mercilessly for it, and most likely bring it up at moments just to make her blush. Not that it was a bad thing, per sey, but a woman has her pride too, after all! No matter what though, it was worth it to get her hands on these tickets, she was sure it was just what they needed to turn things around for them… To let they get back to Ace and Rose, away from the Prince Aeson, from Princess Rosamund… She might even hope for a kiss or two in some secret little hall gaps, but then again, she knew a little better by now than to hope for that. When he was ready he would… And she just made peace with that. She just teased and smiled and let him relax, that was what this was all for after all, and she wouldn’t ruin a moment of it. When he stepped away to come around in front of her, she was certainly not expecting what came next, the teasing and poking and tickling. She couldn’t help the gasp and little sharp cry as she wriggled away, turning to try and escape the ticklish fingers, giggling loudly as she batted at his hands. She needed that more than she knew, just the chance to play like that, something she hadn’t done in so long… It was so much fun in that moment just to laugh like that… Their hands were linked, softly holding one another, loosing herself in that sea tossed stormy grey color of his eyes…* “Exactly… Just you and me…” *It wasn’t that Silverthorne was bad… It was just that so far, everyone and everything had an agenda for them, even bathing was like a job… She had six women with her AT ALL TIMES. Six. One to wash her hair, another to wash her body, one to give her a manicure, one for a pedicure, one to wash and treat her face… The last was there with her oils and lotions and a big fluffy towel… She was pampered and spoiled yes, you couldn’t have had a more luxurious bath if you had tried, but it left her no privacy… No chance to handle her needs or desires, leaving her to try and manage alone in bed in the middle of the night, all while keeping so still and silent she didn’t wake up Ace… It was just going to show how little time they had for themselves, let alone each other, and how very vital this day off was… She was asked to lead the way and she had, they both knew the little crazy rabbits wren of pathways and hidey holes that made up the way they needed to go for their little room, the very confusing nature of it what allowed them to remain undetected for so long… Out to one of the smaller courtyards they had gone, the castle and yard still quite empty, it being at a time a bit earlier than many were awake at… Giving them the privacy to disappear as they wished, without the fan fare or thousands of questions that might be asked, or the sour looks at what they were going to get to do…*
(12:02:21 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She went over the last couple of little things with the owner of the carpet, knowing it was all done remotely which was how so many people failed to use such rare magical items, thinking that they were used by the riders versus the actual owners themselves… The destination was assured, as well as an open line of communication so that when they arrived they could get off, as well as have the carpet come and pick them back up when it was time to go.* “Isn’t it just the most clever little invention? I guess they made these back in the first Era but the knowledge of how to use them was lost over time, so only a handful exist any more, and even fewer know how to use them. With Silverthorne being so large and a bustling place of business, this kind man had come years ago and now makes a tidy living flying large packages all over town, things that you can’t quite trust to teleportation magic.” *She thought it was just the most clever thing, truly she did, the information behind it was fascinating. She would have loved to have gotten one for herself and the children, it would make taking picnics and other little things so much easier and far less stressful on the children, and thereby making it easier for the parents too. She had stepped up onto it and settled down, doing her level best to make sure the silk of her dress didn’t wrinkle, also making sure he knew where to sit. Once he settled in behind her, his hand reaching out for hers, she grasped it softly in her own. She just smiled brightly at his words, for indeed, it was not every day one traveled by such a quaint and unique method of conveyance. They began to lift and she got that little drop out in her tummy, making her giggle brightly before it settled, wriggling just a little… She tured to look at him only to see that he didn’t quite look so…. Chipper? His fingers curled in tighter about hers, and she in turn held them closer, petting the back of his hand with her free one, working on soothing him down… The view was so beautiful, truly it was, she felt spoiled to see it all… Yet Ace didn’t look at any of it… Oh… Well… That was a mite unexpected now wasn’t it? She thought she was giving them a treat, but in the end it was not quite so, because it looked like… Ace was afraid of heights… Or perhaps just flying itself? She started to talk about the fair then, asking if he had heard anything about it, she herself was rather poorly educated on it… Word of mouth was good publicity, but terrible for facts or actuality, so what ever she heard couldn’t exactly be taken as gospel. In her eagerness to retrieve a pair of tickets, she had completely forgotten about picking up one of the flyers, so the lay out and who was where were completely unknown to her…* “You are worth rare things… The harder you have to fight for something, the more you value it, and I really… I just… I really want to make today special for you. Even if there is nothing specific you want to go see, I am sure we will find something amazing for you, something that will really just… Make you smile.” *It was all she really wanted… Was to give him something like that… She just hoped that Moonglow could offer it for them… At least… In some context. She began to list off all the various things she had heard were there, trying her level best to recall everything she had heard, but admittedly she had not been paying the grandest attention at the time… Though when she got to the drow booth, his motions and movements were unmistakable, she knew very well what they meant…* “We don’t have to go see it… We can stay a long ways away from it… There will be so much to see, why, we won’t even miss it…” *She knew how hard it was for him… Sometimes it was a little easier to forget that it still hit him sometimes, that he still had cravings, still had triggers… At home, in a little chest where she had every little thing that meant the world to her, rested his old opium pipe… The one he had cut into fours… His promise he would never use it again… He knew what it did to him, what he in turn did to her when he was high, how badly he could hurt her and not even notice it… He had even almost killed himself with it before when she left him, and the long fight it had been to get him off of it… She wanted to give it back to him…* “I can go there by myself too… We don’t have to be each others shadows…” *She had been afraid for him… She had in silence and secrecy, studied the effects of long term opium use, the things that happened to a person who quits indulging… Considering how long he had been using it, it was no wonder he had struck her the other day, how he had lost control and not even realized what he had done at first… One can never fully quit opium… It causes the mind to unravel, to put itself under excess stress, and even some parts of the brain no longer work as well without the stimulant… Ace needed it, not a lot, but he needed some… She planned on buying a little ball of it from the Drow booth, just a small bit of it, unlaces of course… As pure as she could purchase along with a little pipe… She went on to tell him about the other booth that was all manner of mysterious, the one with an unnamed liquor that glowed with a golden light and smelled like flowers, that it had magical properties ot make one see spirits and glimpses of the future. What he said in response though made her burst out in a fit of laughter and press her hand over her eyes, cracking her fingers to look at him through the gap there, shaking her head.*”Aeson Koehler! You have no shame!” *She said, oh the mirth, the laughter in her voice all too prominent, so bright and happy sounding. It was the first time all week she had laughed and smiled so much… Already feeling blessed and it was just starting…* “Just come out and say it, come on now… You can admit it… Just tell the truth… You are madly in love with your soon to be wife and you don’t care two bits about the fair.” *She teased back before she pulled away a little, reaching forward into what seemed like empty space, though there was a little ripple of magic… The small invisibility ward dropped to reveal a wicker basket steaming away in the cool air.*
(12:02:41 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She smiled at him then, a look of pride on her face there as she reached forward, flipping up one of the lids.* “I practice every day on my wards… It is a little fun to make women think they have misplaced their tea cups, or even the whole china pot while at the tea parties, only to turn around and look back to see them there as if they never moved… It’s also fun to switch the tea in their cups, though that one is a lot harder, you have to evaporate the tea and send it into another cup while doing the same thing to that one, and not mixing them in the air… Though it is so very worth the effort when you see their faces, these proud old prudes suddenly pulling faces as they take a drink of tea that is SO not the one they poured! It’s also a bit fun to make their tea too hot or too cold, or making it impossible for the sugar to dissolve in the bottom of their cups…” *Oh she had been a naughty little thing at those parties, but really, who could blame her? She was the very spirit of a perfect guest, always full of polite conversations and flawless manners, quite the jewel in any hostess crown… But they were all so dull… So dreadfully dull… So she used the excess time to practice her wards, to put up and set down magical wards without people noticing, to challenge herself to see just how much she could do in a small space without anyone noticing… It was a lot of work, a lot of effort, but wearing herself out let her sleep at night and it came with the added bonus of experience. She was reaching into the basket then, having to lean up a little bit, causing her breasts to swell forth in the dress just a touch… When she pulled back, she held two cups in her hand, each exuding the sweet scent of hot chocolate and something else…. Rich and creamy, topped with decorative little puffs of whipped cream and shaved chocolate with just a touch of cinnamon they looked like heaven in a cup, and smelled just as good. She would hand him his, a smile on her lips, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes… Was there something about the cocoa that was special? Perhaps… He wouldn’t find out until he drank it… Once he did though, he would find himself with a mouthful of rich velvety hot chocolate that was too good to be true, along with a nice splash of chocolate liquor… It would do well to warm the body and relax him… She then pulled out a little container, once the lid was popped off it revealed fresh hot rolls of bread right from the oven, a little pat of fresh butter and a wedge of cheese with a pot of honey… She set them out so that he could help himself to what ever he liked, picking a roll for herself and spreading butter and honey along the split in the middle, tucking in and taking sips of her cocoa between bites. Had she prepared for everything? No… Plenty could go wrong… But she had done the best she could to give him a great start to the day.*
(04:37:49 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..she had lead him out through the long hallways and corridors.. the secret hatches and doorways.. guiding him out to a small courtyard that was perhaps a little out of the way.. it meant they would be afforded a bit of privacy.. there would be no disapproving looks.. or gossip..he was indeed surprised to see the carpet however.. certainly not something he was expecting.. not in the slightest.. and he was perhaps a touch hesitant about it.. he nodded when she spoke about it being a clever invention.. that she was sure they made them back in the first era.. and how they were used in and around Silverthorn for the larger business..- .. they are certainly something different, not something I have had a lot to deal with.. but this ought to prove quite interesting indeed!.... he chuckled.. watching as she conversed with the carpets owner before she settled down to sit.. motioning for him to come join her.. he removed his hands from his pockets there and moved toward her.. waiting till she was shifted properly before he himself settled down beside her..his hand coming down to rest there upon hers.. though the moment it started to lift.. to take off.. well he wasn’t quite prepared for that.. or expecting it.. his fingers curled around hers tighter.. he practically refused to look at this view that she was enjoying so much .. preferring instead to look upon their clasped hands or at her.. she spoke then.. capturing his attention about what she knew.. or more so what she didn’t know about the event they were flying towards.. he told her what he knew.. which was very little.. information about the festival was on a need to know basis.. which made getting the tickets even harder and even more sought after.. so he was still quite surprised that she managed to get them at all.. she told him he was worth rare things.. that she really just wanted to make the day special for him.. even if there was nothing specific he wanted to see.. that she was sure they would find something amazing for him.. to make him smile.. the corners of his lips twitched there and he nodded..- .. I’m sure it will all be very enjoyable.. but I will find my most enjoyment from simply being around you.. from now having to worry about dashing off to some stupid event somewhere.. or some papers that suddenly have to be urgently signed.. everything else.. is simply an added bonus.. .. and he meant it.. he really just wanted to spend the day with her.. it didn’t matter what they did.. they could have settled down and did puzzles.. or slept all day.. it could be a day filled with lots of things to do.. or it could be one a lot more casual and relaxed.. so long as she was there by his side that’s all he needed.. she made the comment about the drow and he visibly bristled.. he would never be comfortable around them.. not properly.. not after all he had been through.. she must have noticed though.. quickly interjecting that they did not have to go see it.. they could stay a long ways away from it.. that there was so much they could see and they wouldn’t even miss it.. - .. It’s alright.. really.. .. he took a breath in - .. as long as you’re there with me.. everything else will be simple.. easy.. and fun.. Im sure of it.. .. he nodded.. she went on to tell him about the vendor with the booth that had the spirits that made you.. well.. see spirits and glimpses of the future.. he couldn’t help the cheeky remark he made.. and her response had him laughing as she peeked through her fingers to look to him there.. he tilted his head- .. You do know me right.. of course I have no shame.. .. he chuckled and shook his head then.. - .. I will readily admit that I am madly in love with my soon to be wife.. .. he held his hand over his heart there- .. however.. the fact that she went to so much trouble to get her hands on some very lucrative tickets.. well.. then it must be important.. and I will be right there beside her.. but if I am to be completely honest.. Its just her I am here to see.. .. he watched her as she managed to pull that basket out of thin air.. his gaze.. that steel grey remained upon her nimble fingers.. she explained she had been practising.. every day and how she was playing tricks on some of the women at court.. he rubbed his cheek there and he chuckled- .. why am I not surprised mmm?.... amused he certainly was by the mere thought of her pranking all those very prim and proper court ladies.. Oh the little squeaks and gossip.. he was sure the halls were rife with it.. - .. I’m proud of you love.. I am.. .. he nodded his head- .. You have come a very.. very long way….. and he meant it.. she would have had to have figured it from the tone he had used.. he was being serious.. he was proud of her.. she was blossoming into such a true and honest beauty.. she’d always been stunning yes.. but.. seeing her rise above all the bullshit.. to tackle things head on.. things that would have dropped a lesser being easily.. he was in awe of her sometimes.. she reached across the cup then toward him.. it was loaded indeed and smelt exotically sweet.. he chuckled and nodded- .. Well now.. I did not expect this at all.. .. she continyed to pile out the goods.. the breads, cheese, butter and honey.. he took a small drink of the cocoa then.. it was extremely smooth.. slick.. hot and sweet.. it tasted like heaven really.. just beautiful.. he lifted his glass to her then.. - .. thank you.. for all of this.. I mean it really.. it’s.. perfect..
(06:03:26 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She was always a bit of a busy body when something interested her or caught her attention… She didn’t know how to help herself with it really, it was just that once it bit her, she couldn’t help herself. The little carpet had become a fascination to her when she saw one being used to deliver something to the Castle, feeling a little bit like a child who suddenly discovers that Aladdin is real, and wondering where the genie was going to come out from… There wasn’t a lot to be read on them, the flying carpets were not so different from any other creation in any part of history, over time it is simply lost to the ages and returns to the void where all amazing ideas come from. What she had learned about though, she relayed to Ace, explaining how and why there was one in Silverthorne. In truth, she had planned to just take them to a nice spot on the beach today, to make a large driftwood fire and curl up together… But since she had gotten the tickets, well the carpets destination surely had changed a bit, and she had planned the day around that. Once things were settled and done, she had patted the space next to her and they were off, but not quite in the way she had hoped… He looked a little scared to be honest, just a flash of it in his eyes, the little gripping he had done of her hand… It wasn’t unusual for some people to be afraid of flying… It is quite an unknown state to be in after all, not natural to people who spend their lives still firmly connected to the earth, and many find it unsettling… She just had no idea that her brave, fierce Lion was one of them, when so often he seemed to be afraid of nothing at all… It was an interesting thing to see, but one she also felt quite bad for, she was causing him distress and it hurt her heart to see… So she had made mental plans to find an alternate route home, surely one of the people there had a carriage and who would be making their way back to Silverthorne, one they might ride with. They weren’t exactly part of the rabble… She did her best to keep his attention then, to talk of the fair and what they did and did not know about it, the bits and rumors, how she just wished the day to make him smile… He worked so hard, he was gone from dawn to dusk every single day, so much so that she swore she had never seen him so tired… It was almost funny in a bit of a sad way… They thought they might have adventures… Little days off where they could go explore the city… Fun little dreams that she had cradled in her hands before she entered her reverie… And everything had crumbled from there… It had all nearly been lost at that point, and it took both her and Ace going to places they never wanted to go, causing a catalyst to stem the tide… It had worked… But because of this, they were now virtually constantly apart, and she saw the faces of strangers more than she saw her own fiance’s… Goddess, she even saw Tirithon more, and if anything… That was worse than strangers… Because of all that though, more than anything, she wanted this rare day off to be a treat… To be full of laughter and smiles, with plenty of jokes and teasing in between, with plenty of good food and drinks to enjoy along the way. Even if he got completely and entirely smashed she wouldn’t be upset for a second, because if that was what he did, then that was what he did!* “Your being terribly sweet now… But it is nice to just have a day for us… I know we haven’t been here long, but it feels like it’s been forever since we last had a chance to just be us, to do what ever we chose to do for a day… I love you terribly Ace, and as handsome as you are, watching your sleeping face is a poor replacement for you as you are now…” *He was not the only one who had done watching after all… She was quite in love with him, and more than just his personality, Ace himself was just… Gorgeous… She went on to speak about much of the different things she had heard, relating how the drow had a booth there even, which in truth was an incredibly rare thing given the Drow- Elf relationship… Though the way he seemed to prickle up like a porcupine instantly had her recovering the situation, soothing him, telling him that they didn’t have to go… Nor did they have to be around each other the entire time… If he wanted to go off on his own on a little venture she wasn’t going to stop him at all, she was his partner, not his shadow… She was learning to trust him and not to be so terribly afraid he was skirt chasing when they were apart. Still, he recovered with no small amount of aplomb, stating that it was ok… As long as she was with him everything was going to be just fine.* “I promise, the moment you are too uncomfortable, we will be out of there whip quick… I really just wanted to look at some of the plants they might have with them, they are really and truly useful, but nearly impossible to come by in Arvandor… Once that it done, we will be out of there so fast, you won’t even remember we stopped in…” *She and Sydel, along with Sybelle, had a lot of need for those very same herbs… For antidotes to their poisons, for potions that could help save lives, for Jacob to make medicine for those who were too ill for the regular herbs of Arvandor to help… The drow were banished for good reason, and they were not exactly a kind race, but they did have things they needed… And vice verse… Though she did hope that Ace would not notice her buying a little bit of opium, though if he did, she would state that it was for the hospital… Or for miss Mina and her arthritis… Some other reason that might not upset or trigger him too much… She went into the little rumor she had heard about how there was this unnamed liquid, the special properties it had, from its sight and scent to the side effects… His reply was so cheeky, so perfect there was no way to help the laughter that bubbled up from it, the mass of giggles as she covered her eyes and peeked out at him, saying he was being quite shameless! Not that she minded, he was pretty shameless when they met, not to mention so without morals that she was a bit agog at it.* “Do I know you? Hmm? You unscrupulous rogue!” *She teased, she rather loved the fact that he was exactly as he was, shameless and all. She loved him. Period. *
(06:03:40 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She was enjoying herself, and she hoped he was as well, the light teasing banter between them what they needed to start to unwind.* “Still, for a man who is so shameless, you still enchant me…” *She said with a smile and a saucy little wink to him, her heart turning over a little in her chest when he admitted he loved her, something so rarely said from his lips and yet something she valued so very much… Ace was not a man to vocalize his feelings, everything like that was hidden down, down…. DOWN beneath many layers of protective trebuchets and trenches… It always held the sweetest pain when she heard him say it, and as always, she would hold onto it very tightly within her own heart.* “I love you too… Though in truth… I thought you might like the fair because of what it is… And maybe you might see some friends from your youth… But honestly… I thought you might like the whiskey. It’s your favorite and I thought if we found a really nice bottle… We might buy it and you could open it up to celebrate…” *She knew when she went into labor it was going to wreck him, when the triplets had come he had gone so white, he looked like he was more afraid than she was and that had been her first labor. This next time around wasn’t a surprise either… This little bundle was planned and hoped for, so he would probably be twice as big of a mess, and in need of a fine bottle indeed. She had then revealed her little secret, the picnic basket she had planted on the carpet and enchanted to stay nice and warm, and also very invisible! She told him what she had been doing during the oh, thousand tea parties and luncheons and other vapid affairs she had been shoved into, being forced to turn into the little socialite every hostess dreams of having… And how she had amused herself at each one…* “You should be surprised! I don’t prank people, I leave that up to you and our very precocious daughter and her peanut butter pranks, I thank you! She get’s all that devilry from her father!” *She teased back. She was, out of the group, the only one who was a great deal less mischievous than the others. She was a little bit more forward on things… Still, she did develop a little bit of a streak here, in desperate need to do something to keep herself active. The fact that this happened to coincide with something that she needed to work on? Well that was simply both good timing, and good practice really, because wards were a weak point for her… Putting them up was cake… Taking them down without a magical explosion?? Not so much…. The invisibility was now, something she had read up in a book, something she thought might be one of the most useful things… So in her typical fashion, she studied and practiced when ever she could, and that did not stop at tea parties and other social gatherings. She blushed softly when he said he was proud of her… She did try… Honestly she did… She knew she wasn’t perfect, she had a lot of issues she was working through, working on getting better at... But she tried… Truly… Every day she tried to be better than she was the day before.* “Thank you… I know it’s not perfect, and I still have a long way to go, but I really am trying…” *She had no idea it was in part because of her overcoming everything here… The way she just wasn’t letting it touch her… She just thought he was impressed with her invisibility ward… She handed him the cup she had been reaching in for, as well as a light though delicious breakfast, the bread and butter and honey… The rich cheese to go with the cocoa… Ace’s cup had a nice dollup of chocolate liqueur, just enough to relax any twanging nerves that might be left over, and she hoped to maybe ease his fear of flying…* “Well I should hope not? When I set out to surprise someone, I do try to cover my tracks, though admittedly it isn’t always easy!” *Her own cup was unlaced, she wanted to remain sober so Ace could get as drunk as he wanted and know she would take care of him, make sure he could indulge without anything going wrong. She took a sip of her own cocoa and took a healthy bite out of her bread, smiling just a moment later at him, licking a bit of butter and honey from her bottom lip.* “Thank you… For choosing me. You had the whole world… And even now… You know there are other women… Less troublesome… Less…. Complicated… That would easily marry you but not ask anything of you as a person… But you still chose me… You still want me… Despite all my flaws… So thank you…” *She said softly, Tirithons words never too far from her mind really, reminding her that this wedding was on his graces… She shifted her weight to her side a little, eating and drinking in silence as the mountains grew closer and closer still, the snow dressed pines and other evergreens looking like white uniformed soldiers… She saw then a long, twisting, backed up line of carriages beneath them… Flares of torches to fight away the still slightly dark dawn in the mountains…. Steaming hotly in the cold air…* “By the Gods… Look at that line!” *She was glad of the carpet then, and her plan to come early, if she had headed out any later with him who kne if anything good would have been left over?? She moved in to his side then, just to lean against him a little, her head on his shoulder as the thousands of gas lit globes began to appear… A large twin dwarf flaked cave began to be revealed, though it was so far from cave like in appearance, the elaborate carving mind boggling even at this distance… More than large enough for a giant to stroll through with plently of head room, the large rectangular opening was well lit and beautifully detailed, rich with history and magic alike… The interior glowing as if a thousand fires burned from within.* “Oh Ace look at that…. That’s not something you see every day!”
(19:06:11 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. he nodded when she spoke about needing to get her hands on some of the drow herbs and plants.. he figured they were for the group.. for her and the for lack of a better term ‘sisters’.. to use in their alchemy and the likes- .. more than fine.. I’ll leave that to you.. I’ll go for a wander whilst you get what it is you need..Ill probably step out and take a cigarette whilst you’re there... he wasn’t going near the booth.. he’d take awide berth around it that much was for sure.. he had no desire to have anything to do with them other than to wipe them from the face of the planet.. something that would hopefully happen down the track a little ways.. they teased each other a little.. talking on seeing spirits when drinking certain liquors ..he was relaxing a little.. she was doing well to take his mind off of things.. off of the world around them so to speak but still his gaze remained upon her and didn’t wander to the scenery or the view.. he nodded when she said she thought he might like the fair.. that he might enjoy it.. the possibility of running into friends from his youth and the like.. but that the main reason was for the whisky.. that they could find a nice bottle.. open it up to celebrate- .. of course.. .. he offered her a smile- .. it should prove to be a very interesting day indeed.. thankyou for organising it.. .. he watched her as she pulled this picnic basket out of no where.. chuckling as he understood it all to well.. her skills were growing.. her knowledge was immense and he couldn’t have been prouder for it.. making sure to tell her as much.. he made the remark about her playing pranks on the ladies of court and her reply had him laughing- .. our daughter spends more time with you than with me.. so I do believe my dear sweet Rose that she would get all of that from You.. .. he took the cup of cocoa from her then.. offering her an appreciative smile as he took a small drink from it.. it was good.. extremely good.. soothing and smooth.. warmed him up fairly quickly indeed and with just enough sugar that it would keep the senses super heightened whilst also the body remained relaxed and at calm.. he shook his head when she said she knew her skills weren’t perfect- .. put things into perspective.. how long have you been practising now?.. remember back.. on the surface in that cottage.. you didn’t know a lick of it.. you didn’t even think you were even capable of it.. and now look at you.. you’re confident enough to be playing pranks on people.. don’t sell yourself short Rose.. you’re doing a wonderful job and your journey is just beginning.. try not to measure yourself up against the likes of the rest of us who have been doing this since we were kids.. .. he watched as she brought out the hot breads, the butter and honey.. he found a place to put his cup down there so it wouldn’t spill.. reaching then for some of that bread with a little butter.. he wasn’t terribly hungry.. his appetite pretty much taking a dive since he’d been in Silverthorn.. the stress was playing merry hell with his body.. she thanked him then.. for chosing her.. that she had the whole world at his fingers.. that there were other women.. a lot less troublesome.. and a lot less complicated than her.. that would easily marry her.. but he still chose her.. that he still wanted her despite all her flaws.. he rubbed his lips together.. placing his food down there as he reached for her there- .. come.. .. he spoke quietly.. motioning for her to come and settle down there upon his lap.. his legs stretched out before him.. he would guide her if she was wanting to sit.. to straddle his lap there in that stunning blue dress as his hands came around her to settle against her lower back..- ..I didn’t choose you Rose.. .. he tilted his head.. looking up to her there.. that steel grey gaze settling to lock onto those emerald beauties.. his right hand shifted.. reaching around to guide his fingers down along the delicate shape of her jawline.. to grip onto her chin there.. drawing her closer till their foreheads were touching- .. I just took one look at you, and then.. .. he whispered- .. there was just no turning back.. .. it was true.. It was honest.. it all started when he almost walked past that little club.. the nightingale.. when he was on his way back to his little dank bachelor pad.. but no.. something tugged at him to enter.. and he did.. and when he laid his eyes upon her.. everything shifted.. sure he could have just performed his usual repertoire , he could have gotten up and seduced the pants literally off of her ..no one was immune to his particular skill set.. but he didn’t.. he sent her a note.. seeing if she would bite.. and she did.. and the rest as they say is history.. a twisted.. sometimes broken.. something entertaining bit of history.. he paused there a moment.. there may have been perhaps a touch of hesitation there.. as since he struck her he wasn’t readily able to.. allow himself to touch her.. to hold her.. not properly.. he didn’t feel as though he really had the right.. and yet.. he just had to..he claimed those lips of hers.. a slow.. almost delicate kiss to begin with.. something you might see at a wedding.. or an event.. his hand fell from her chin there to slide back along the swan like curves of her throat.. to cradle there against the back of her neck.. the kiss growing.. not so that it was desire laden of filled with wanton need.. it was a need and a want.. but not to go further in this moment.. his heart was hammering away there as their lips broke away.. he exhaled softly.. - .. I have missed you.. .. whispered almost inaudibly.. and I really just want to go home.. .. he shook his head.. he knew he had duties here.. and he couldn’t shirk them.. still he was just unhappy with how things were going.. and how they were progressing.. she commented on the lines there and he still wouldn’t look.. or.. at the view no less- .. I’ll take your word for it love.. .. he chuckled all be it lightly before he turned back to his bread there-
(20:35:40 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *When he wrapped his hands about her waist… Feeling them settle in the little dip of her lower back… She sighed softly… Oh that was a dash of heaven… She looked down at him then a bit curiously, a little rise to her brow before he slid his hand up her back, to reach about and capture her chin… Guiding her in so that she rested her forehead to him… Smelling the cocoa and liqueur on his breath… The addictive scent of his cologne… The smell of his skin under it all… His hair… The warmth of him… His words… She sighed softly, reaching up so that she ran the tips of her fingers through his hair, down along the back of his neck before running her nails along his jawline… Oh she remembered… She remembered very well… She had had so much change in those years… So many ups and down… Moments of complete and utter elation… Others where she thought she might die because of the pain in her heart… Struggles and shared sorrows… She would do it all over again… He had been the one to make her feel… The one who taught her how to love… How to feel passion… Desire… Oh he had taught her many, many things, and she was richer for the lessons… She was lost in memories for a moment, a bit of a mixed bag of them, parts so hot and scalding she wanted to melt and others so tender and soft she could have cried… All before she noticed his shift… The hesitation… But when he moved in she met him gladly, with sweet surrender, her heart beating widly in her chest as the sweetest little moan passed her lips… They barely got a peck in at bed… They saw nothing of each other in the mornings… This was the first kiss since even the carriage ride… What else could she do other than abandon herself to it with gusto? Her fingers slid back into his hair and fisted in it, gripping, tugging softly much as a kitten would… She parted her lips for him, following his lead, eager to pursue this… If someone below suddenly got a gift of food and raining cocoa well… So be it… She leaned into him, her breasts almost about to press into his chest, but then… He broke it off… There was a soft whimper from her as she felt… Cheated… She curled her toes in and exhaled slowly, her bottom lip trembling just a little, though she was tampering it all down quickly…* “I missed you too… More than you can imagine….” *She said just as softly, the wind nearly stealing her words and his, his own making her curl into him… To drag him in close…* “I want to go home too… I miss our home… Our garden… I miss everything…” *She had turned her head because if she didn’t she would have stolen a kiss from him, or at least tried to… Which Gods know how it could have gone in the end… As she had looked she noticed and commented on the line there, his own soft chuckle, staying he would take her word for it.* “We will hire one on the way home… Trade equipages so to speak…” *She said… It was better than him being so uncomfortable on the way back… True, they would lose the beautiful crystal clear sky and the chance to bundle up beneath a blanket and watch it all go by… But he would be warm and comfortable in a carriage, and that meant more than the view… They rode on in silence, they really didn’t have long to wait, just long enough for them to finish their cocoa and breakfast bread and put them all back in the basket… She slid from his lap, not from want but from need, arranging everything… She even fixed her hair a little bit, knowing from habit now when it was settled right or not, more than positive that if a hair was out of place she would hear about it… They landed then in a more private area of the strip, reserved for those higher up on the provincial food chain as it were, and with the first early arrivals… They would follow the lit pathways into the cavernous hall… It was… Massive… Easily the largest place she had ever seen, layer upon layer, tier upon tier… All carved from a beautiful green marble and malachite, fitted with caps of gold and silver, the geometric patterns utterly mesmerizing to the eyes… Everywhere you looked there was wealth, both in form and feature, for the people were just as resplendent as the area itself… Even the most… Casual who was ‘slumming’ it… Such as Ace were, still looked impossibly well dressed, the fabrics rich and expensive… She fit in well, she was far from elaborate but the cut and style of her dress set her as one of the nobility, the simple jewelry an asset and compliment to her own beauty. As they got farther in, one could see the thousands of rooms all over the area, rooms where each tradesman had their wares and alcohol… There was no… Public display… No… Common tented areas where people just… Milled about like rabble… No… This was the event of all events, and because of that, it was done on a much different scale… Just walking into the main area, one was awashed with thousands of different dialects and the ever common tongue of the humans, no one harking wares or demeaning another fellow tradesman… The only common thing about this were those at the front with the very pamphlets and maps that one needed to enjoy the area, along with little fountain pens to make notes on the maps so one might keep track… She would take one gladly and lead Ace over to a more out of the way, area, unfolding the map and taking out the pen…* “Ok… So… Which area should we tackle first? They have one section devoted to various brews of whiskey, another for bourbon, there is scotch and cognac too… From there, we can make a little bit of a route to follow, hitting all of the places you want to see, and then we can take a break for lunch, and then decide which were our favorites…” *She said with a bright happy smile, just for him, taking the reigns for him today… He didn’t have to think too much, she would do all the heavy lifting so to speak, he just had to come along and enjoy the ride… When he gave her his choice, they would begin to walk in that direction, her arm linked in his as they walked in warm silence… Just listening to the hundreds of voices around them… All while weaving and dodging various crushes of people..*
(21:28:48 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..they shared a kiss there.. it was sweet and in some sense quite needful.. making up for a rough patch there where they remained apart from one another.. though in the same area.. life.. in general had simply gotten in the way.. he told her he missed her.. and he did.. he missed being able to just be with her.. she spoke of the same.. that she missed their home and garden.. everything in general.. when the carpet settled to land though he couldn’t have been more greatful to be able to place his feet down upon the ground.. moving to stand first as he brushed his hands down against is sides and he straightened his jacket .. reaching down then to help her to her feet.. reaching to guide a wayward lock behind her ear before he brushed the backs of his fingers down along the curve of her cheek.. he took her hand then.. his fingers intertwining with hers as they moved down the well lit pathways and corridors.. he inclined his head toward those that were moving in the opposite direction.. all different colourings.. some with skin that was practically white and then the drow with it being as black as sin.. some were dressed extremely well and had crowns and royal jewels upon their heads.. and others were a bit more casual though still smartly dressed.. soon enough though the corridors opened up to the wide expanse.. so many little caverns.. all filled with those touting their wears.. the sounds of chatter and music.. the scents of liquor and spices.. - .. Well now.. this is quite a feast for the eyes indeed.. .. they moved to make their way down one of the main staircases.. she pulled him aside there as she pulled out her map and pen.. he glanced down over her shoulder.. wondering at what she wanted to do.. or where in particular she wanted to go- .. I am but your follower today Rose.. you lead on and I will follow along behind.. to almost everywhere you go.. .. he knew she would understand that to mean that he would go everywhere.. except when it came to the drow booths.. his gaze.. that steel grey wandered over those he could see.. recognising perhaps a few faces though most were strangers to him.. the first stall they had settled into had quite a few small pots and bottles of rather well aged whiskies and bourbons.. both of them being given small samples to try in little glass cups..the were quite nice indeed.. with hints of different kinds of things.. he tapped his fingers on the top of a couple of the bottles there.. motioning to the vendor to get them shipped to the castle when he was able to.. the vendor was gracious for the payment.. he made sure to let the gentleman know he would recommend his wares to those that he felt would take great benefit from them.. afterall a good whisky brewer deserved support .. he slid his hand into hers once more.. moving to exit out of that first little cavern there.. purchasing stuff already.. but he felt he wanted to extend credit where it was due.. - .. I.. am at a bit of a loss.. on what to do with Ryker.. .. he nodded as they walked.. their conversation kept quiet.. between them both.. plus the place was loud enough that their words would not be so easily heard as they moved along..- .. when .. well.. .. he figured you would know he was referring to Tirithon passing- .. I’m not sure I could leave him here on his own.. he’s an adult yes.. he is perfectly capable of looking after himself.. but it wont stop me being concerned.. I don’t know.. .. he shrugged his shoulders a little.. - .. would you have any suggestion?.. as it stands I still don’t know how everything is going to work.. .. his free hand rose to rub against his forehead- .. they will expect me to remain and I will flat out refuse.. it’s going to cause ripples.. I know it
(22:49:05 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Life had gotten in the way had put it very… Very… Very nicely… Tirithon had been what got in the way, no if’s and’s or but’s about it. He did all he could to keep her and Ace apart, and the fact he did it after such an event between them, it meant that there was still an issue there… He was afraid to touch her, and because he was so tired when he got back, she wasn’t going to push him… Though to say she wasn’t tempted to would have been a lie and a half… When things got to be a bit… Hard… She typically took care of herself in the bathroom, the shower was the one place she really enjoyed letting go, something about the hot water just worked for her… Yet with six women in attendance morning and night, she couldn’t so much as move in the bath without someone there… And it meant she had no way to release her own tensions… She had no privacy other than when they were in bed together, and she didn’t want to wake him up because she couldn’t remain perfectly silent, the movements on the bed would have been hard to miss… And unlike him… She was doing nothing to exhaust her body so it was a bit of a giant ball of tension… That kiss just reminded her of what she was missing… What she needed… And it was no where near enough to even scratch the very tippy topest part of it… She missed him and she admitted it… Admitted she wanted to go home so badly… She wanted their children… She wanted to play with them in the snow… To see them as they got ready to walk and sing and speak… She wanted to cook up a storm in her own kitchen until all she smelled was home… Still… At the end… She had brought this on them… She, and no one else… So if she suffered… It was her own doing. The carpet landed and it was time to go in, a few others around them who were clever enough to go in early as she had wished to do, though most like they had slept in their carriages while she had taken Ace on a magic carpet ride… She saw the Drow first really, after all how could you miss them, tall and slender with skin as black as teak. They had hair as white as Sydels, others dyed it as she had, blood red and all other wild fantastic colors… There were Sylvan who were well to do enough to come… Wood elves… High Elves in spades of course, after all they were the elete of all the races, and often ranked among royalty… She saw several moon elves and star elves, though they tended to keep to themselves some ventured out to come to these places, to take stock of Arboreal as it stood in these moments… And dwarves… Lots and lots of dwarves, and why not, since this was their ancestral home? She reached up and gladly took his hands as he offered to help her to her feet, taking a few extra moments to settle the skirt of her dress in it’s proper folds, feeling him tuck a bit of hair back behind her ear… She was more than prepared to take his offered arm, to do this the formal way, to be on display as she had been every hour of every day for the last week of hell… But he surprised her… He took her hand and she linked her finger with his, the two of them blending into the group as they all entered, making their way to the map givers… Goddess knew in a place this grand getting lost was almost like a prerequisite… It was truly beautiful though, the green and gold were fantastical to her, all hammered and crafted by masters so that it was both beautiful and geometrical… Here and there one could see the likeness of this or that great King carved out of the stone and beautifully gilded… And everywhere those little apartments set in the stone so that each person was given their just due, their own little shop to ply their wears…No hustle or bustle, no jostling, no hawking…. It was all done on only the most refined of ways… Of course the same went for everyone here… There were people who were dressed as befitted royalty, others more like herself, still well dressed but not quite so over the top… People like Ace who were still quite sharply dressed but no where near as flash and bang as the others…* “I have never seen it’s like ever… This all looks as if it were carved out of the very cavern walls itself… There are no seams… No blocks… All beautifully done and so smooth… And the gold… My Gods it’s almost staggering and yet perfectly done in proportion… Plus with the patterns… Yes… Quite a feast for the eyes indeed… “ *She had opened the map after they got to a space a little less busy where she might be able to chart out something… Or at least keep them from running in circles… She caught him looking over her shoulder and she couldn’t resist.* “Ace… I can see you looking down my dress you know…” *She knew it was the map his eyes were on, but she couldn’t help wanting to tease him a little bit, especially after that kiss. She asked if he might wish to go somewhere but the way he spoke left it all very much up to her, and she didn’t mind, let alone blame him. He was stuck doing everything every day… Why make him think when her goal was to help him relax?...* “Well… I think… Given your taste in alcohol and the friends you entertain… We certainly must go to the Whiskey vendors… Bourbon too… Certainly a Cognac as that is the gentleman’s drink of choice after dessert…” *She said, circling all the specific places, plotting a course for them to take that was both efficient and yet enjoyable… She also made sure of two things… One? That at the end of the first half of this, they were going to come out at the little open air smoking lounge that, from the bits she had heard so far? Was supposed to be some sort of wonder in and of itself… The second was that through it all she made sure they never once drew near the drow booths… When she was offered alcohol she politely declined, saying she would never dare take such a deserving drink from the men who deserved it more, though that the color and scent were indeed quite divine. She never insulted anyone of course, she was the very perfect princess indeed, always smiling and full of bright laughter and kind words… When Ace picked something out, she always made a second purchase for it, not of alcohol but something to accompany it… Aged meats… Rare salted fish… Certain types of shellfish… Sausages… Though the Cheeses…. Oh those nearly did her in… It was on the last one that she was offered a cheese sample… She had forgone much of the eating and drinking, though she made sure Ace was thoroughly plied with a bit of everything, asking his opinion or thoughts on the pairings on hand… Always keeping him involved…*
(22:49:22 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *The cheese sample she had been given was snow white… Pure and colorless it almost looked like a bit of snow… She wondered how this would ever manage to pair up with the sweet whiskey Ace had just bought, this one more of a desert styled one with notes of cherry and clove, a thick rice and corn mash that had quite the punch to it but went down like silk… Still… She couldn’t say no once it was offered… So she took it, placing it between her teeth off the tine the man behind the counter was holding out, only to nearly sag onto the counter… It had been quite firm at first, but it melted quickly on the tongue, exploding in a riot of flavor that was… Unlike anything she had ever tasted… She moaned and pressed her hand to her cheek as her eyes fell closed, her shoulders dropping for a moment as she was lost in the taste… She felt for food like Ace did for his whiskey and this right here… Was a revelation… It was so smooth… No sharp bite… No sting of bitterness… It was salty but not over done… Just enough to trigger that sodium high that everyone craves, but under that there was a hint of sweet mesquite smoke that gave it this deep, mellow flavor… There were hints of a thick rich cream, a buttery sort of taste that was almost sweet but just shy of it… More like a hint… A little promise… There was notes of something like dill in it… and mushrooms…. A little note of something not quite tangy… Fine hints of a little heat like white pepper… It was… A revelation for the tongue… It was pure pleasure and it came out in the moan she made, she little shiver that passed over her frame as her eyes closed, simply savoring the new taste… When she opened her eyes it was to catch more than a few eyes trained on her quite attentively, her cheeks flushing up quite hotly, laughing a little awkwardly while apologizing… She ordered ten wheels of it, oh the things she could cook with it, they just didn’t bear mentioning… They would make their way out of there afterwards, hiding in close to Aces arm as they walked, her cheeks still fairly flaming… Great.. Moan like your getting the best loving of your life in the middle of a packed room of men… Suuuure… Good job Rose… Right on… She recovered though a few stores later, smiling as Ace made a few more purchases, promising to spread the word for the maker… As they walked they began to speak on Ryker… Finding him again… After remembering everything… It was like finding her child all over again… Only he had grown up from a young man into a strapping adult… Ace brought up so many good points… Things that she herself had been thinking on, worried about him, about the stress everything was going to put on him… How he might feel about it…* “Ryker… I was so surprised at how much he grew up… But that is going to happen in twenty years… He isn’t the little boy so easily bullied by Tirithon anymore, he stands up against him often when the thing is something he cares a lot about…” *She didn’t think… any of them would mourn Tirithon’s passing… Not really… It would be hard to miss a man who went out of his way to make people’s lives a living hell as often as he could…* “He won’t be staying here… He is coming home with us to Arvandor… He has a gaggle of nieces and nephews to meet and a lot of love to catch up on… And he deserves to find and fall in love too…” *True… It might cause a hiccup or two, especially so close on the heels of the monarch’s death, but she had a plan… She always had one perhaps… A bit of history at play there…* “Tirithon never indeed Ryker to rule… So in the event he died before you were found, he’s had it so his council will rule in his stead until you were found and brought to heel… Or so I heard… These people will step in and handle Silverthorne when we leave… “ *And… In the event that, for what ever reason such a thing did not exist… That it was all a bunch of hooie… Then they would make one of people they trusted… Men and women both common and noble would make up a part of level headed individuals who would help run the country until such a time as Ryker came back… She… She never wanted to come back… If she ever did, it would only be on holiday to visit Ryker, and that was it. She reached up to catch his hand as he lowered it from rubbing his forehead, pulling him into a little alcove for a moment, just he and she.* “Ace my love… You will refuse, and they will have a fit, but you have a perfectly good reason… I’m pregnant, and if it comes out that the weather of Silverthorn is too much for my delicate condition and it’s causing me undue stress, do you believe they will stop us from leaving? I am carrying your heir, and in this, even the biggest mouth who might complain will find himself quite muted…” *It was her ace in the hole, their ticket out, though Gods forbid it proved true… The last thing she wanted was for their babies to be at risk because of the stress in Silverthorn… She reached up to cradle his cheeks in her hands, the map tucked away in her sleeve for a moment, her fingers gently fanning out over his cheeks.* “I will have it all sorted and I promise you… When we do put Silverthorn behind us, it will be with peace, and with the chance that both the city and it’s people will heal… When the time is right, Ryker will go back home and he will be a beautiful king, we raised him after all… In him we gave our everything, and we saved him from Tirithon, we set down roots deep that are full of love and compassion for others… Silverthorn will be beautiful again, and when we do decide to come back, it will be without the sadness of our past… Now… Enough of that.” *She said with a smile, running her finger lightly down the bridge of his nose before lifting it off, tapping the end of it there with a wink.* “YOU, my love, need to go out and have a smoke if your beautiful head is thinking about all of this… “ *She would lead him out to the little smoking area, the doors being opened up for them, only to have the snow clad vista open up before them… Oh it was STUNNING… Unique fire places and fire pits were spread out here and there, large enough for groups to gather around and talk while they smoke and drank, seats for those who wished to enjoy a moment of respite after walking all over… Waiters to serve drinks and snacks, to tend any stains that might have occurred, to make sure all was still going to go beautifully. She turned to smile at him, giving him a gentle nudge out the door…* “Go… Relax… Your favorite cigarettes are in your pocket… I will come get you once I am done!”
(23:06:52 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had left him then and she would make her way to the Drow area… As she had promised they had made a wide berth around it, well too far away to allow any such taint to come to them, nothing would have triggered him with the distance… Though it also meant she had a little bit of a walk to do, but it would be more than enough to give him a chance to just relax and enjoy a cigarette or two, to chat it up a little bit with another man or two out there… She made good time though without running into anyone, arriving at the booth still plenty early enough for her to begin to list off what she needed, making sure they were all wrapped separately, no leaves ever touching the others… She even got several different type of poisons there from the many flora and fauna, again, all separately packed… It was at the very end, after looking around through several options did she make her choice… A part of her hated it… But a bigger part knew that this was what he needed… She just… She had to trust him… And he had to trust her… To know that she would never let him slip so far, that she would only give him enough to keep the side effects of cold turkey at bay, and she had to trust him… Not to abuse it… Not to go down that path again as he had before… The pipe she picked was delicate… Slender… Made from amber it glowed with a warm light, the delicate gold mouthpiece and fretted stem were beautiful, and the bowl though small was elaborately capped… Along with the pipe, she purchased a small ball of opium, just enough for them to share… Though she sent along the rest to the castle much as the various bottles of liquor were, these she kept on her, hidden away beneath her skirt, cleverly hung within her thigh highs and garters. Once it was done, she would step out and make her way back to the patio area, looking at the various clocks about she could see she had only been gone fifteen minutes or so… She was also careful to make sure none of the smells lingered on her skin or person, she wanted no trouble to come to Ace, no triggers, no issues… When she did arrive she came out to the patio area… But she couldn’t see Ace… Being as short as she was, she couldn’t exactly look over the crowd, and with so many people milling about it wasn’t exactly easy… She was going left… then right… Soft excuse me’s.. Pardon me’s… If you will’s… She was still unable to find him though after a few moments she thought she had and she had, in her eagerness, put a little more pep to her step than was perhaps wise… For as she was making a bee line for Ace’s form, a man ahead of her stepped back from a fire pit and ended up ramming directly into her, sending her backwards and well onto her rear. She heard no snap… Nothing had fallen… The only thing broken was her pride in that moment… She heard about a thousand apologies, asking if she was alright, did she need assistance… A good dozen hands before her face… She shook her head, telling them all she was quite alright, taking the hand that had extended down to help her up… She was brushing her skirt off and laying the pleats out right when someone asked if she had spilled her drink, causing her to tilt her head before one of the men rather… Delicately looked down at her chest… Not only had her dressed slipped a bit but there were a couple of marks starting to show. Cheeks flaming she still managed to wave it off, staying she had two little shot glasses for herself and her fiancé, that she must have spilled them and lost the glasses in the snow… Crossing her arms over her chest, she just kept smiling, pretending… She stepped away and said she was off to find Ace then, waving off sweetly and with much kindness any offers for help beyond that, needing to get away for a moment… Rather than go for someone who she had lost in the crowd, she made her way back out, trying to find the lavatory she had passed so she could get herself in order… Ace would surely be ok to wait a little longer for her while she made some… Corrections…*
(05:25:15 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..it was busy.. and growing busier as the minutes past.. more and more people were piling into the venue but because of its size it would take a whole lot more before it became uncomfortable.. she had lead him around to a few stalls here and there.. different types of liquor.. foods.. meats and cheeses ..he had made numerous purchases though nothing in any great quantity just a couple here and a couple there.. making sure to let certain vendors know he was more than impressed with the wares they had on offer.. he had shook his head a politely declined when that particular cheese was offered to him there.. allowing her to partake in it since she seemed quite eager indeed.. he leant partially against the counter as his steel gaze wandered over the interior of this particular vendors display.. his brow rose however when he heard the moan coming from her.. tilting his head as he glanced in her direction with a rather curious gaze.. he laughed quietly and shook his head when she finally came to her senses.. noting that blush there.. the coloring upon her cheeks.. the order was finalised and he helped her out of there as quickly as she could.. feeling her trying to hide herself in against his side there- .. Well now.. that was certainly quite entertaining.. you don’t have to tell me how you thought the cheese was.. I am fairly certain we all have a fair idea.. .. the corners of his lips twitched there as he did his best to stifle the laughter that was coming out in short bursts there.. he slid his arm around her.. rubbing her side a little as he brushed his lips to her forehead- ..you’re far to cute for words my dear.. ..they wandered a bit further then.. in no particular direction.. just from vendor to vendor.. glancing over what was on offer.. inclining their heads in polite greetings to those that were coming in their direction.. he brought up his thoughts on what to do with Ryker and the whole debacle when it came to the castle and ruling it.. it had been on his mind and continued to itch at him every so often.. something he figured wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon ..she gave him her thoughts then.. that so far as she was concerned Ryker was coming back with them.. to live in Arvandor.. his brows furrowed a little.. it was something he hadn’t really thought on.. taking his brother down to where they all preferred to reside.. knowing it would help him out.. maybe even give the kid a chance at love and seeing just what his heart desired without the restrictions of councils and courts.. and of course their Father breathing down his neck.. he nodded his head- .. makes sense really.. yes he should come back.. even it if is only temporary.. would also open his eyes a little .. to a life that is perhaps a little more normal.. not everything being shown through those rose coloured glasses.. .. he had slummed it.. and did a damn good job of it.. no one knew he was royalty.. No one.. and he had gotten away with it for such a long time.. he listened when she spoke on his Father never intending on Ryker to rule.. that there was a council to step in until he was found.. that tose very people would step in and handle everything when they decided to leave.. he was a little surprised when she pulled him aside.. down into a little alcove there.. he looked to her.. watching her as she told him he would refuse.. and that the council would have a fit.. he was preparing himself for that.. but that their pregnancy was a perfectly good reason.. that maybe Silverthorn was not good for the heir apparent.. he chuckled and nodded.. his hand rose as he rubbed at his chin there with his fingers- .You have answers for everyting don’t you.. ..his hands fell there to rest just casually.. lightly about her middle..feeling the soft silk like fabric beneath.. it would make sense.. and the council couldn’t really argue the point when a pregnancy was concerned.. - .. it’s just something that’s going to have to be made public first.. now the right time for that..well.. that’s anyones guess really.... his lids half closed when she reached and cradled his cheeks in her warm soft hands.. she reassured him.. telling him that it will be all sorted.. promising him of such.. - .. thank you.. .. he whispered in response- .. You certainly know how to sooth my ragged nerves.. .. he lifted his head a little to press his lips to her forehead.. she told him it was time for him to go out and have a cigarette and he nodded.. - .. yes I think that sounds like a very.. very good idea.. .. she guided him out into the designated smoking area.. the doors having been opened up for them.. it was a beautiful view.. and it was crisp and cool.. enough to chase away the heat and the slight sleepy vibe one got from being inside with all those alcohol fumes.. there weren’t a lot of people out here yet.. so there was plenty of room.. he noticed a few chairs.. she nudged him out then.. he drew breath as if to ask where he was meant to be getting these cigarettes from before she spoke about them being in his pocket.. his brows furrowed and he patted them down before he felt the slight ridge there and he chuckled.. he threw her a salute..- .. always and ever prepared.. just be careful.. please.. .. he gave her hand a squeeze before he moved to step out into the area properly.. lifting one of those cigarettes up.. sliding it between his lips as he took a small drag of it.. inhaling long.. and deeply.. his lids closing over as he held it a little longer than was necessary before begrudgingly releasing it very.. very slowly.. he managed to jump into a little small talk with a prince from a neighbouring kingdom as the pair of them leant against one of the balcony railings.. it was just nonsense talk really.. bachelor kind of rabble.. that to anyone else probably meant nothing.. but he seemed to get a bit of a laugh out of it.. a few more people came out then.. .. the crowds all seemed to pool around the entrance there.. he got lost in conversation about princesses and the fact that Kings seemed to enjoy making their sons marry off to whoever the Father wanted.. that it was rare to be able to choose.. the prince finding the relationship with Rose to be rather novel and rare.. but that it gave everyone else hope that they could do the same perhaps.. in the future.. he didn’t see her come out.. she was a short little thing afterall.. his attentions shifted when he heard a rang of apologies though.. his brows furrowing as both him and his young prince companion tried to figure on what was happening.. he took another drag of that cigarette there..
(05:25:28 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: exhaling slowly.. and he was just about to turn around and face out toward the surrounds before he caught sight of that particular shade of blue rushing off in the opposite direction.. his brow rose there.. he excused himself.. his companion more than agreeable as he moved to make his way through the throngs of people.. it took a moment.. but soon enough they began to part.. she was a little ways ahead of him though.. he caught her direction as best he could.. basically keeping an eye out for the blue of her dress.. being thrown off now and then by a curtain or someone elses skirt.. but finding her soon enough.. she seemed to disappear within one of the side rooms there.. one with a door.. not so much a curtain.. he came up to it then.. the door already closed by the time he got to it.. he waited until there was no one in the general area before he knocked upon the door- .. Rose?.... he called out to her.. not loudly.. not enough to draw attention.. but enough for her to hear him- .. is everything ok?.. I saw you rush off in quite a hurry indeed.. .. he was understandably worried.. and would try the handle there if it was unlocked he would make his way inside.. though not drawing the door open too widley just enough for him to slip in with her-
(06:38:52 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *It was indeed becoming busier and busier as more of those carriages arrived, and from what she had seen earlier while they were coming in, that line alone had promised that even this place would get a little crush… And that was just the carriages, she had been too high up to see if there were any on horseback, but she was sure more than a few adventuresome souls had dared the snow for the beautiful rare day that the sun was promising it to be. It was wonderful in one of those crazy, chaotic, no way in graces was anything going to go as planned sort of thing… It was just nice to be around people who didn’t want anything from them… They were there to see the fair, just like everyone else, and with that came a certain sort of equivocality… An equality of rank among them all, no one wanting to be due more favors than others, or to be hindered by such a thing and therefor interrupting their ability to enjoy the fair. All over there were different people, different races, different ranks… Yet everyone was afforded the same kindness, the King in ermine and mink for instance, was afforded no greater favor over the merchant who was selling out of his little apartment in the great malachite and gold halls… It made everything a lot more fun, she and Ace could move about freely, to go from vendor to vendor and never once fear that they would be stopped or picked up on. He had found several bottles he favored, his taste as always was quit exemplary and demanding, so she could only imagine just how good they might be… She was just not the biggest fan of hard liquor, she left all that goodness to Ace, knowing he would easily enjoy it for the both of them. It was however, at one of those very vendors that she was given the choice of having a bit of cheese, to which she thought… Well, why not? She hadn’t eaten or drunk anything yet, though she did pick up a bit of this or that here and there, and the snow white bit of cheese did seem interesting… And she was so glad she had tried it… It was like heaven on the tongue, such a mellow yet complex melody of flavors, hints of this and that… The way it just melted on her tongue… She was passionate about food like Ace was about his whiskey, and she couldn’t help the moan that passed her lips, throaty and pleasured as she enjoyed the rich symphony of taste on her tongue. When she came to it was only to see several people looking at her with wonder, brows raised, and to say she got a little pink cheeked would have been an understatement. She blushed hotly and hard, making her order before she and Ace left, trying to hide herself against his arm…* “Ace…..!” *She whined and poked him in the side, her cheeks still quite pink, pressing up against his arm. Oh she hadn’t felt that embarrassed for something since she had been under the influence at Jacob’s hospital… She just curled in tighter to his side, wanting to just vanish into the floor for a little while, at least until her cheeks stopped burning.* “I didn’t even know I had done it!! It was just…. Really… That cheese… I didn’t even know cheese could melt like that, let alone taste the way it did… I just… Oh Gods…” *She whined again and just gave into the fact she had moaned in front of a group of strangers… She felt his lips to her forehead, saying she was too cute words, all the while she was trying to imagine that she hadn’t ACTUALLY done that… As they visited shops she marked them off, making notes by the ones they had made purchases at and what they had bought, making little tallies of both the cost and any notes in specific… She was a little busy bug like that… A lot of old habits coming to the surface from when they were both younger… As they walked, making smiles, small words with those who they say… He had asked her about Ryker… She wanted him to come back with them. Jacob liked him, they were of an age, and Ryker needed a place that was full of love and freedom… Arvandor had a way of healing the heart and she though Ryker would be better off finding a place to heal… To ground himself… She thought he might stay a month, perhaps two, but she didn’t think Silverthorn would allow them much more… But she hoped in that time Ryker might find the strength and his own resolve to do what needed to be done… The truth, and they both knew it, was that neither she nor Ace wanted to rule… They weren’t cut from that cloth, despite family and genetics, ruling was nothing they wanted to have anything to do with. Ryker though… As much as Tirithon might hate his sexual inclination, Ryker had everything in him to rule, and to rule well… His father was just too blind to see it.* “I think yes… Perhaps a month or two… A chance for him to let Arvandor heal him up… Show him a different kind of life… Plus I know he would be more than happy with the little ones all around, a chance for him to get to know his nieces and nephews, he just adores little ones… And then Pia will steal his heart and he’ll be like the rest of us poor sods, wrapped about a babys finger and none the wiser for it…” *She said with a smile and a soft laugh. Pia was like a little magnet for people. They just drew in to her like no one could believe, something about that priceless, precious little grin and happy nature just… It caught people. She went on to explain what she had heard… Was any of it true? She had no way of really knowing. It was certainly not something she was going to ask Tirithon about, even the idea of it was just bad news, knowing Tirithon would see a thousand other things in her question that would serve nothing more than to complicate matters. Still, that was for her to worry about, not Ryker or Ace… It was why she pulled him into a little hidey hole on the side, just big enough for the two of them… She knew that when they left, the council would have a freakin shit storm, and why not? They had lost Ace for twenty years, they were not going to be entirely thrilled to lose him again, but she would gladly sell her soul to Khorn than let them try to control him anymore than they already were. They had done their time in that area, thank you very much, and she was not keen to repeat it. She told him that, at the end, there was no way any of those on the council could say a damn thing… She was pregnant, and Silverthorn needed an heir, of which she knew she was carrying. IF she were to say Silverthorn did not agree with her in such a delicate state, they would have no choice but to let them go back to Arvandor, and the matter would be settled tip top…*
(06:39:11 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: “No… No where near… I wish I did… I really, truly wish I did…” *She was, at best, quick on her metal feet… She had little things set aside, ways to manage tough situations, but she had always done that… It was second nature to both cover her ass, and her tracks, and to make sure that she didn’t get caught out… It stood her, them, all in good stand so far… She was just doing the best she could to protect him, herself, and their family… It wasn’t easy, but at least it was something she could do. She felt his hands come to settle about the wee dip of her waist, still small despite everything, her hands coming up to rest on the rounds of his shoulders… Just soft… A light touch…* “I don’t know… See… I told you I don’t have all the answers… I don’t know when the right time is to tell the council about our pregnancy… All I can do is hope and watch, waiting for the right time, and with any grace I will do this well.” *She reached up to gently run her finger along his nose, cradling his cheeks in her hands, just lightly soothing him… Promising him she had this all settled and sorted out, that she would take care of everything, he didn’t have to worry… She had been the one to make the mess after all, had she not? She smiled softly when he thanked her, telling her she knew how to sooth him, reaching up on her tip toes to kiss his cheek before they left the little hiding spot.* “I love you…” *She only knew how to sooth his nerves because she had been doing it for so long… Ace was, by his very nature, a stormy personality… Fair and foul weather alike… He had storms and sunny days just like everyone else, only he tended to just, have them on bigger scales… She told him it was time for him to go and have a smoke, leading him to the outdoor pavilion area, only to gently push him through the opened doorway… The blast of fresh cold mountain air was quite the treat after the warm temperature’s inside the halls… She had already packed his smokes in his pocket, she had thought about everything for today for hours, planning as much of it down as she dared… So with a smile she told him they were there on his person, watching him feel for them, a smile on his face before he saluted her. She returned the smile with a little giggle of her own, making her own smart salute, only to wink at him at the end.* “I am a mommy… I have to be prepared at all times!” *She had four little ones, and who knew what this new bundle might be, and she had learned how to manage them all along with work and still pleasing two husbands… Oh yes. She knew very, very, well about being prepared for all eventualities she possible could. She blew him a kiss, promising to stay safe as she made her way back into the hall, he himself heading out to the snowy area where a few men were already mingling with smokes and drinks… She had then taken herself to the Drow area, and after placing several orders for every herb and poison she could get her little hands on, all paid from her own account of course… She had bought the pipe and the opium… She planned on sneaking it to him tonight… To slip it to him in a kiss or something… She knew he would resist if she just offered it outright… She had to be coy… Slick… Sneaky… She had to be Ace really… When it was all said and done, she took a longer walk back, making sure she was removing any scents from her skin so nothing would upset him… Coming out then to the little landing, making her way towards who she thought was Ace, only to make that run in… Normally it would have been an entirely no harm, no foul event, but in this dress… Not so much… She had taken a bit of a tumble and after being helped up and waving off offers of extended help, she had been alerted to something staining the front of her dress… At first she had no idea what he was talking about, a look of confusion on her face before she looked down, noting the slight slipping of her dress and the twin wet spots… She knew what it was… Though no one else did… They seemed to take her words on having a set of shot glasses as gospel, telling her she might want to see to them before her dress stained, another offering to escort her to her male companion. Again, she just smiled and waved it off, crossing her arms about her chest lightly… She made sure no one was offended or curious before she left to go to the little private lavatory on the side that she had seen when returning, unaware that Ace had known about the little upset, or that he was following her. She was more entirely intent on getting into a bathroom so she could try and handle things, but how in the world she was going to do that, she had no idea… This was not something she had prepared for… She didn’t know what to do… Only that she was grabbing up a couple of warm towels that were on hand and sliding them under her dress, but it only made matters worse, so much so that by the time Ace found her… She was on the verge of crying… The handle was unlocked for him, though she quickly threw it up once he was in, turning away for him as she sat down on a little stool in there.* “No… And Yes… I mean… I am fine but… I can’t make it stop… And the dress… I don’t… “ *She said softly, a little hitch in her voice, the raised pitch showing she was in a bit of distress… She looked over her shoulder at him, the small sway of her pearl earrings glittering in the light, those large almond shaped eyes luminious with unspent tears…* “Normally… You or Jacob… But… Well… And with how often I am watched, I can’t even do it myself and it’s just… It’s been a week and I can’t even explain the pressure… But it’s… And just…” *She was afraid… Her dress was wet from the breastmilk and she had no idea how to get it out as she had never once stained a dress before, always wearing a bra that she lined during such times, JUST so that she wouldn’t have this happen… She didn’t know how to dry it or keep it from staining the silk… And because of the pressure and the sudden collision, plus the kiss earlier, it just made everything kind of go belly up… She could only sit there and hold a cloth up to catch it, but nothing she did stopped it so far, and the pain was enough to where she wasn’t even sure if she could…* “I was so stupid… I really should have been watching closer… I thought I saw you and I wasn’t watching the people around me… Really… You should go back out Ace… Go see a few more vendors… I’ll be out once this is… Sorted..”
(05:04:42 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..the two of them spoke a little on Ryker and just what could be done there, he wasn’t entirely sure.. she however turned it around. Suggesting they take him back to Arvandor with them, to give him a different view of life, a chance to live an actual life..without worrying about councils or elders.. just living and loving..only for him to then return to the throne when they felt he was ready.. he nodded- .. it makes sense.. in a way yes.. I do believe he would be fit to rule once he grew up a little more.. I don’t think his heart is in it right now.. he’s a bit to much up in the clouds so to speak.. but if we were to give him time.. space to breathe and exist without being caged then I think he would slot into the position easily..and by then.. his chosen partner wouldn’t come across as so much an abomination.. and with you being pregnant.. well there would already be an heir on the way.. they wouldn’t have to worry or stress about the lack of procreating that Ryker would be doing.. he laughed a little and nodded when she spoke about Pia wrapping Ryker around her little finger- .. without a doubt my dear.. without a doubt.. .. she had pulled him down into that little ally there..that small alcove to talk.. he wasn’t sure and neither was she when the right moment would be for them to talk to the council about hr pregnancy.. her suggestion on waiting .. that the time would show itself when it was indeed proper- we can hope yes .. he had brushed his lips to her forehead there.. just a light barely there kiss before she mentioned it was time for him to slip out for a cigarette.. he certainly didn’t need to be told twice.. it would give him a chance to get out of the crowd that wasgrowing quite steadily.. she had everything prepared for him..his cigarettes down in his pocket there as she moved back into the hall proper.. he shifted out toward one of the fenced off ledges.. leaning against it as he lit that cigarette.. letting the sweetly laced smoke coat his lungs as he held it a little longer than was perhaps necessary.. he got to talking with a prince from a neighbouring kingdom.. nothing in particular simple small talk and sillyness that two gentleman often spoke on.. namely women and liquor .. he offered the friendly prince there a cigarette.. and they leant with their backs to the group proper.. neither of them catching her return due to her height.. having no idea indeed.. it seemed to be just the right time for most to step out for some air.. though the commotion caught his attention causing him to glance back over his shoulder.. his brows furrowing a little ..he heard quite a few appologies.. the prince beside him questioning what was going on.. he shrugged his shoulders a little.. making sure to let the guy know he was just as confused.. before he caught sight of the blue of her dress.. he paused a moment.. it only took that second for him to put two and two together.. excusing himself there as he moved back through the throng of people.. weaving in and out a little.. having to offer an apology every so often as he made his way through groups.. she never got too far.. he caught continues glimpses of her dress flicking out every so often though he nearly lost her.. mistaking her dress for the curl of a curtain.. before he saw the door closing.. he waited there in the corridor until those who were walking down it dispersed.. before he knocked.. rapping his knuckles upon the hard wood there.. calling out to her.. letting her know it was him before he reached for the handle to see if it was unlocked.. he slipped inside the room.. nearly getting his jacket caught in the door when she reached to close it and lock it with almost break neck speed.. he blinked.. his head tilting- .. whats wrong Rose?.... he questioned.. looking to her there as she sat down upon the little stool .. he noticed she had towels hanging here and tere.. her dress was pretty well packed by this stage.. his brow had risen.. she spoke on not being so good.. that she was fine but that she couldn’t make it stop?.. he looked maybe a little confused.. couldn’t make what stop? He questioned himself.. before it dawned on him and his mouth dropped open a little.. his hand rose as he rubbed it against his forehead- Ah!.. yes of course.. .. he exhaled.. his hands slid back through his hair there- but you are alright yes? You aren’t hurt?.. .. that was his only concern.. screw the dress.. couldn’t have cared any less if he tried.. she spoke on how Jacob or him would have helped her out.. but with how often she was watched she couldn’t even take care of herself.. well.. herself.. that it had been a week and the pressure was becoming inexplanable .. he rolled his neck a little.. oh now this was tough.. he was fighting an inner war there..two people arguing the points of what to do and what not to do.. the fear of touching her.. of what he was capable of.. of what he had done.. she said she was stupid and she should have been paying more attention.. that he should go back out.. to see a few more vendors.. that she’d be out once it was sorted.. - .. I couldn’t leave you on your own.. like this.. what kind of person does that? Let alone to someone who is about to be my wife.. .. he came up behind her there.. his hands coming down to rest there upon the rounds of her shoulders.. reaching along the delicate curves before he drew her hair over one of her shoulders.. letting it all pool down her right.. he would reach down behind her and she’d feel the tug there upon the button clasp.. the zipper.. the fabric releasing as he went down.. till he reached her lower back there.. his hands.. his fingers guiding back up along her spine there before he reached for the fabric that rested about her shoulders.. drawing it down her arms as he leant against her.. his face coming to press against the side of hers as he reached down and around her- .. stand up.
(05:04:51 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: . .. he’d whisper.. just softly there against her ear.. waiting for her to do so before he would allow the dress to fall.. to tumble down her frame leaving her in whatever she had on beneath it.. he’d reach for it.. picking it up and resting it over the back of one of the chairs there.. - .. the dress is just fabric.. and its easily fixed.. don’t even worry about it.. .. he would guide her around so he was seated upon the stool she was only moments before…patting his lap there- .. come.. sit.. .. he would motion to her as his head was slightly tilted up.. those steel grey eyes lingering upon hers as he waited for her to settle .. to sit there.. his hands would come down to rest against her lower back there.. - .. relax.. .. he whispered.. his hands giding up along her sides there.. her ribs as he found the closure upon the bra she wore.. a bit of a tug and it released the weight of her very full breasts.. drawing it down her arms.. letting it fall to the side there.. he exhaled softly rolling his neck in response to the view of her.. her petite little frame.. settled sweetly upon his lap.. his hands fell to her hips there.. his thumbs hooked into the waistband of those panties before he reached around to grip her ass.. yanking her forward till she was pressed flush against his body..his head tilting up.. looking to her there- .. I have all this around me.. all this fucking perfect liquor.. the smoothest whisky.. that would melt my very bones.. and yet all I can think of.. is you.. .. without warning he latched his teeth on her lower lip.. tugging upon it before his lips all but claimed her own.. it was reminiscent of the kiss they shared earlier.. only now.. a little stronger.. a little deeper.. his tongue lifting up to dip into the heated depths of her mouth.. his hands lifted from her ass to reach between them.. to cradle and hold those heavy breasts of hers.. lightly brushing his thumbs across those sticky wet nipples- .. Tell me.. .. he whispered against her lips- .. if I.. If you.. .. he hesitated there.. - .. if you need to stop.. and I will..
(07:08:52 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *Ryker had only just become a young man when she had been taken from them, the sweet boy that they had protected and raised had in that time grown up, turned into the young man she was only now rediscovering… He was still playful and impish, he still had the tender heart that would break if he saw so much as a stray kitten being neglected, and the quick witt that often had him excelling in his studies. But as much as he might have all of that, you needed more too, to become a good king… Knowledge of one’s self… Your strengths and weaknesses, the ability to overcome those faults and rule, and to know that the rule of your reign is not for your own glory but for the people… At least… That was what she believed… She also felt that the best thing for Ryker would be a chance to… Just breathe a little, to stretch out, find his own space without fear of falling into someone else’s shadow. He also needed to get his sexual needs out of the way… Sorted… Let his lust get a bit of free reign until it let go of all that excess build up… As much as she adored and understood him and his needs, a King can’t just romp around in the secret with a guard, it was just not going to work… Though a good boy from Arvandor… If that were to happen, it would be far more acceptable, and in the end better for him… Someone who would just love him for him, not for what loving him might bring them in the long run.* “He’s… Still quite young in the end… He has always had someone else to tell him what to do, or what not to do, a set of rules to follow… He’s always had someone elses lines to color in… I think once he gets out on his own in Arvandor… In a little house that he would have to fix and maintain on his own… Maybe even find a job… He will be able to find out who he is without someone elses shadow to hide in… And when he does that, he will see who he is, and be ready to rule…” *She knew he could do it, just as Ace did, he just needed that last little bit… The last push or leap to get him over the edge and well onto his chance to fly on his own… She had teased about Pia wrapping him about her finger, knowing that it was a foregone conclusion, no one who met Pia didn’t fall in love with the precocious little angel. She brought out the best in people, and there was rarely a day that went by where she wasn’t shocked and amazed that she was her daughter, that she had almost lost her… Her being alive was a miracle in and of itself, but just who she was as a little person, that was something that just amazed her daily...* “She will straighten him out in ways we never can…” *If ever anything was going to be haunting Ryker, Pia would find it out and make it better, though which of them she got that from she had no idea… She had pulled them into a little alcove for a moment, Ace had begun to really worry, and she was bound and determined to make sure all that stuff was left outside the event… NO worries… NO fears… NO Silverthorn was allowed to follow them in… So she did her very best to settle him down, to just push all that stuff and nonsense back outside the door, to take his mind off of it. She told him their out was the fact she was pregnant, no one would ever risk the heir apparent, especially with Tirithons death having either already happened at that time or looming on the horizon. True, they would have to make it public, the announcement would have to go out all over Silverthorn… And when was the right time to do it? When should they make the news known? She knew it would have to be a little before they got to the point they couldn’t take it anymore, but they were already a little close to that as it was, but…. At the end of the day… She would handle it… She had in the end been the one to cause this whole mess to happen. She would be the one to clean it up. She smiled at the soft kiss to her forehead as she told him it was time for him to go and have a smoke, the clean air and open vista would surely do wonders to settle his galloping mind, and the cigarette would just finish the deal… She had split off after telling him the cigarettes were in his pocket, going to transact her business with the Drow, keeping only the opium pipe and the little pearl of it on her person… Everything else was to be shipped ahead of course… And once it was done she had left, making her way to the same vista she had left him at, and like all things with her… She had her typical run in with a dose of bad luck… She was short for an elf, and that meant in a world full of tall people, she was at a disadvantage. She had thought she finally spotted Ace and made a bee line for him, only in her haste to end up colliding with someone who was stepping out of their group, and the resulting collision had her landing on her rear end in the snow. At first… It seemed like there would be no issue… She had been helped up and dusted her skirt off, her top had slipped down a little, but nothing a bit of private adjusting wouldn’t do… Though when someone mentioned the wet spots she knew what it was, and after some very quick excuses and waving off offers of additional help, she had ran out of there as quickly as she could without drawing any unwanted attention… She knew that there had been a little commotion after the run in, after all it was rather rude to send a lady to her rear end after a collision, but she honestly couldn’t linger to find Ace… Instead she made her way towards the nearest bathroom, a little single person one set to the side as there were hundreds of them all over the place… She hadn’t locked the door, she hadn’t thought about it, only about trying to stem the damage… She heard Ace knock and come in, and she locked th door behind them immediately, being reminded that this was not quite the most private place without it… When he had asked what was wrong as she sat down on the little stool there, warm cloths held to her breasts, tears in her eyes… She couldn’t quite make herself come out with it point blank, she still felt a bit shy about it, a little nervous… She wasn’t doing do well, she couldn’t make it stop once she had started, and after a week of build up she wasn’t even sure if she should… He seemed to not get it for a moment, that her condition had slipped over his head a little, and she was too embarrassed to say it outright… Though she could have blessed Hanali when it did dawn on him, seeing his jaw drop a little there, causing her to have a small and soft little giggle there… Well… He looked pretty adorable doing it… It made her own situation a little bit better too…*
(07:09:18 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: ”I am ok… Really… It was just a bit of a shock and I didn’t expect it… I think I slipped on a bit of ice, but the snow cradled me just fine, I am not bruised or anything just… In a bind… The dress is wet now and I can’t… I don’t even know how to get it out…” *And she didn’t… She had no idea what so ever how to treat any of these things… Jacob had always… Well… Helped… In this area… Then of course with their enjoyment of her condition, she was rarely even full, and with the triplets… She had struggled even a little to feed them all for a little time… She had been more than drained… So finding herself pregnant and with full breasts and no way to alleviate the pressure, no chance at privacy to do anything of the sort, they had just built up over the week… Until the moment she had ran into the man and the pressure and sudden contact had been enough to set them off and now she couldn’t get it to stop… It was her own fault for not watching an she knew it, and there was no reason for Ace to be stuck in this room with her, telling him he should go out… Have fun… See a few more vendors… She would go out and find him… She didn’t want to make him uncomfortable… Since the event he was almost afraid to even touch her, so over the last week she just gave up on it, and she wouldn’t pursue it… The first day or two were pure hell… The third was more like purgatory… And by now it was just a dull ache like a broken bone… She could manage… It was better than trying and being rejected…* “Oh Ace, you know it isn’t like that… I’m not hurt really it’s just… A little bit awkward… It can’t run on like this forever after all… Really… Just go and enjoy yourself, I am sure that I won’t be long… Truly…”*She sighed softly when she felt his hands on her skin though, feeling the shiver race down her spine, to torture her a little with more than a few memories… She had ached for him… missed him… Needed him… But she didn’t dare ask even once…* “Ace…” *She said softly as he pulled her hair over her shoulder, just making those shivers all the worse, feeling them jolt and crackle all over her skin… It just made everything so much worse in a way… She curled her fingers in against the towels she held against her breasts at the moment, feeling the little tug and pull as he released the invisible clasp… The zipper… As it went down so did the rest of her… For the dress was cut and formed to her in such a way that it was meant to be worn without a bra, the fabric provided all the support her breasts needed, though without that same bra she had ended up wetting through to her dress… The moment her breasts were completely free she wined softly, feeling the gush of movement, a new spurt…* “Ace Please…” *She begged… She couldn’t take the teasing… Not even a little bit… As he moved his hands to her shoulders, to slide her dress down, the fabric slowly peeling away from her skin… She whimpered and did as she was told, standing up, her hands at her sides as the rest of the dress just… Fell away from her, the milky little drops falling from her pink nipples, to splash and fall against what ever there was to catch it… AS to what she wore beneath it… to say it was a bit of nothing was… Well… Rather apt… She was wearing next to nothing under it… No bra… No garter belts… No panties… All she had were a set of cream colored garters that held up her soft silk black thigh highs and a silver chain about her waist, the seamstress had put it on her when they first began to measure her because if she gained so much as a millimeter, everything would have to be resized… She pressed her hands over her front, her cheeks flaming as she slipped the pipe from her garter into the towels and let them fall, keeping them hidden… She felt… A little naked… A lot naked…. She WAS naked really… Just a set of little ballerina flats with ankle laces and thigh highs… A drop of tulle and some soft cream colored garters…* “It is but… It’s all I have to wear today… and I don’t… “ *She said, shivering now that she was nude, the warmth the dress had provided her was gone and she felt the chill indeed… Still she kept her hand pressed over her mons, the other over her breasts as she tried for at least some modesty, his own fear of touching her sparked her own worry that he didn’t want her anymore like that… Still… She came as he called her, regardless of what he thought of himself, or what had happened… She was still his… She sat down in his lap, incredibly shy for once, her cheeks bright pink as she looked down… Though as he gently touched her she melted into him, her cheeks still pink, little trembles racking her so often… She felt his hands slide up and down her back before hooking in that silver chain about her middle that made sure she didn’t gain a hair… Dragging her in…* “Ohmigod-“ *She said at the sudden drag, every little nerve ending firing off like mad suddenly, a deep dark whine sounding as she almost melted into him.* “Ace Please…”*Was all she got out before he kissed her and she could have just died… Her arms reaching out, sliding up his chest to loop around behind his neck, her toes curling in her little flats so tight they ached a little. She didn’t stop him, or close up, no she opened up to him entirely… She ran her tongue along his, tasting the various whiskeys and bourbons on his tongue, the little bits of food he had taken here and there… She savored him, suckling on his tongue when she could catch it, nibbling his bottom lip… She whined when he caught her breasts as the kiss broke, biting down on her bottom lip hard, her head falling back onto her shoulders… Even just those little touches of his thumb across her nipple was making them bead up and dribble… His question there made her drag herself up, looking at him with eyes that were hotter, darker than before…* “Ace… I don’t need… To stop Anything…” *She would drop her hand down so that it rested between them, seeking out his cock through his jeans to stroke and rub it, paying sweet tormenting attention to the head of his shaft… Her other hand would fall to grasp his wrist, to guide his hand up, to burry it in those long golden curls… To guide him to form his hand into a fist…* “I miss you… Please… I need this… You… So much… I need all of you… The anger and the fire… I need the fierce lion who found my heart and devoured it…”
(07:45:56 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. he had knocked on her door there.. reaching for the handle as he let himself in.. nearly loosing part of his arm and whatever else when she closed the door quickly and the lock was drawn across.. he was concerned.. confused and more than a little worried.. wondering just what was wrong.. what had happened.. she explained a little as she sat there upon the stool of the small dimly lit room.. he had noticed the towels.. some damper than the others.. and how her dress was a little bunched up.. and it took him a moment or two before he picked up on what she was saying.. his realisation of that clear as a bell on his face as his mouth dropped open a little.. he reached up to rub his hand across his forehead when she giggled at him..with everything that had happened it wasn’tsomething that had actually crossed his mind.. he had been extremely busy this past week and that alone had been a blessing in disguise.. it meant that it gave them both the opportunity to think.. to breathe.. though it also meant they were held quite apart from one another too.. which in essence then caused situations like this one.. she spoke on having slipped on a bit of ice that she wasn’t bruised or anything.. just in a bit of a bind.. what with the dress being wet and that she didn’t know how to get it out.. he shook his head- .. the dress is easily fixable.. Ill be the first to admit I don’t know about fabrics.. and whatever.. but I do know it wouldn’t be hard to get a hold of a shawl or even to get you to wear my jacket as we left.. no one would give it a second thought .. as fr you slipping and falling.. might be best you see the physician when we get back.. just.. .. his brows drew in there- .. just to be cautious.. .. this was the first child he had actively said he wanted.. with her.. and there was still a chance it was Jacobs.. but he would care none the less.. she told him to go out and enjoy himself.. he brushed her off.. coming up behind her there as he began to release the zipper and button closure on her gown.. dragging it down before he would guide the fabric along her arms.. she begged him.. pleaded with him.. and he simply shhhh’d her.. asking for her to stand as he removed the dress from her person completley.. placing it down upon a chair there.. not noticing her hiding anything.. not having seen any of it.. - .. and you will put it back on once its dried.. and once we have.. dealt with this problem you have.. .. he settled down to sit there upon the seat she was on only moments before.. motioning for her to come sit.. to settle there upon his lap .. he noticed the blushing.. the colouring there upon her cheeks.. - .. don’t hide yourself from me.. . he whispered.. he had seen her trying to cover herself up.. it wasn’t necessary- .. I have seen every inch of you.. .. he guided his hands down the length of her body.. along her ribs before he hooked his thumbs in that chain.. drawing her suddenly into him.. pressing against him.. he heard her sudden proclamation..before he just claimed those lips of hers.. taking them prisoner.. for all his own as his tongue dipped up into her heated depths.. he felt her arms reaching.. sliding around behind his neck.. he heard the deep.. dark little whine come from deep down within her throat somewhere as he nipped and suckled upon her lips and tongue.. his hands lifted… coming to settle there beneath her breasts.. to cradle and hold.. to feel their weight as he began to thumb those hardened sticky beads of hers.. feeing the milk droplets pooling down into the dip of his palms.. he told her.. to tell him to stop if she needed to.. he’d never want to push her.. or press her.. he wasn’t sure howshe was feeling about it all after what he had done.. though when her hand sunk down to rub and stroke his now steadily hardening cock through his jeans .. he couldn’t help the growl against her lips.. she pleaded.. that she missed him.. that she needed this and him.. all of him.. the anger and the fire.. the fierce lion who found her heart and devoured it.. his fingers had indeed found their way into her hair.. tangling in to grip against the back of her scalp .. he crushed his lips to her own then as he lifted his hips up off of the chair just enough to press up against that bare slit of hers.. just a light teasing bucking.. whilst his head was tilted to the side.. enabling him better access to her mouth.. to her tongue and lips.. he suckled her lower .. nipping it.. tugging on it.. before he just released.. - .. wrap your legs around me.. .. he growled against her lips there.. his tone that pitchy sound that was all his own.. he waited until she did before his hands sunk down to grip onto her ass.. holding her in place as he moved to stand.. she weighed practically nothing so this was simple.. it was easy.. he stepped across the room toward the bench top there.. the one she had littered with towels and linens all in an effort to help her with her little problem.. he perched her ass upon it.. letting her legs dangle there as he nudged her thighs wider apart.. enough that it would have ached a little right there in the joint at the hip.. his lips plyed upon her own once more as his hands came to side down her arms.. capturing her fingers as he pulled them back around behind her.. forcing her to just her chest out.. to arch it.. - .. hold onto your wrists.... and he meant it.. for her to hod her wrists behind her back.. he suckled her tongue into his mouth before he released.. dragging his lips down along the delicate curve of her jawline.. her neck.. her throat.. nipping lightly along her shoulder before he would trail his tongue down the upper region of her right breast.. circling that hardened bud before he captured it.. suckling it into his mouth.. urging her to release.. to let down for him.. to paint up the insides of his cheeks.. to coat his tongue and throat as he palmed the other.. rubbing it.. holding it.. rolling the nipple between his fingers as he felt that sweetened milk coating his palm and wrist.. trickling down her stomach to pool there between her well parted thighs.. he supped at her.. lapping at that full breast there.. before he released and moved over to the other.. groaning against her skin at the taste of her.. that intoxicating hit that he hadn’t had in a little while now.. that which he adored.. he loved it.. he wasn’t about to deny it.. his hand that was upon her other breast ducked down between her thighs.. sliding his palm down to press against her now sweetly sticky little slit.. the milk making everything quite slippery and glossy.. he slid a finger between those lips of hers.. dragging from tip all the way down to her entrance and back again..just spreading all that slipperiness around before he would circle that tight little hole of hers.. just a few times.. around and around.. dipping just inside her before withdrawing.. and then in one foul swoop.. thrusting a finger up into her.. curling it.. dragging it against those tight little walls of hers.. whilst he remained firmly latched to her chest-
(09:46:32 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She didn’t actively want to catch him in the door… It was more that her breasts were half out and the last thing she thought she might want in this moment was someone walking by and catching her in such a state… She was a Princess now, or at least everyone would judge her as one, and she could not allow anyone to see her. She was trying to handle something that was unfamiliar to her, a situation she had not had to deal with before, and because of that she was ill prepared to find a solution on the fly… Would it stain? Milk stained horribly if not treated right away… But this wasn’t the typical cow dairy after all, this was breastmilk, so perhaps it worked differently? Would water get it out? His face when he realized why she was so concerned was so cute, so priceless, she couldn’t help the giggle… Even in this situation, he had managed that from her, if only because she hadn’t thought she would see it. They HAD been away from each other, so much so they hadn’t had a meal together in a week, let alone another more than a light peck before bed… True she saw him naked when she helped him in the bath, whiskey and cigarette in hand, washing his back for him as he unloaded any troubles he might have brought to bed with him… Nothing more… Plus with the fact the milk was newly in, well he hadn’t exactly had the time to get used to it as he had with the triplets and with Pia, so it would have been easy as pie for it to have slipped his mind with everything else going on. He asked if she was ok and she told him it was just a bit of ice, a bit of a tumble, do damage done… The only thing she was struggling with was turning off the drip at the moment…* “I don’t know if any of the markets were would sell one… Though I could wear your jacket… “ *She said softly, though the concern about her… It wasn’t that it was new, and yet it was… He knew she was tough, she recovered quickly, bounced back so fast it was almost obscene… Normally he wasn’t quite so concerned… But this time…. She knew… It was different… She was pregnant and for the first time in his life, it was a child he actively wanted, had wished to have with her… True, he loved Pia and Ionwe, as well as Alaric and Aelora… But he had never planned on them with her, if anything, all of them had been a surprise for him… But this little one… Who ever they were… Or might be… He cared for already… Even loved…*”I promise… As soon as we are home I will see the doctor… It’s around that time anyways… I should be able to hear the babies heart beat by now if not soon… Then again, that’s only if I got pregnant when… You know…” *That first time she had slept with them so close together, one after the other when she had been crawling out of her skin with liquid lust, desperate to satisfy that itch… She was almost positive she had caught then, it was just after her last menses, and it had been almost two weeks since she had missed hers… But really… It was all a bit hard to tell… It wasn’t like they had any long dry spells… Before now, anyways… He began to undress her, even after she assured him he was going to be just fine, even after promising that she would go and find him shortly… It was torment… Torture… She needed him but with the distance he had put up after what happened, she didn’t dare crowd him or ask, not because she didn’t want him any more… More because she was afraid of being turned down, being unwanted…. Undesired… She would rather keep at least that much of her pride intact… But he simply, gently shushed her, divesting her of her clothes and leaving her in nothing… Nothing more than her panty hose and tulle garters and that silver chain… She had done her best to hide the pipe and opium before he noticed them, feeling a little bit of panic in that moment, afraid he would see and not understand…* “I am sorry… Truly… I would have taken care of it before but I haven’t had the chance…” *She was just as tried as he was when they got to bed, even when she was hot with need sleep still found her in no time, dragging her into unsatisfied oblivion…He called her to his lap and she had gone, albeit with flushing cheeks and her hands attempting to cover her nudity, feeling a little… Well… Like a stranger in a way… Unsure… Uncertain… Not unlike how she had been with him at the first…* “But…” *She said softly, even though she settled into his lap, her legs spread over his thighs… A week might not seem like long to some, but for them, the way they had it virtually daily… It might as well been months… Plus she had always worn SOMETHING beneath her dresses… Just not this time… Anything would have shown after all… Before she could really say anything else he had hooked that silver chain about her waist and pulled her into him suddenly, tightly, rocking her little world more than a bit… She couldn’t handle any teasing at this point, not a chance of it, she would crawl right out of her skin… He didn’t tease her though.. Or at least… Not yet… Because the moment he looked up into her eyes, drawing her down into his own dark, stormy grey ones she was lost… How could she not cry out to God when he drug her in like that? Only to steal her lips after telling her all he wanted was her… Despite the plethora of some of his favorite things… He just wanted her… How could anyone resist him? He was, after all, her dark God of seduction…. He certainly felt like a god when he kissed her, slaughtering her poor sweet mouth with his tongue, getting her drunk on his taste… The potent mix of alcohol and himself, the way he dominated her tongue and lips with his own, oh she adored it… She missed it so much… The deep dark little whine of need, of desire, of want… It came from deep within and only shifted into a whimper when he cupped her breasts, the weight of them alone was torture but in his hands it was just a lush torment, her nipples beading up and dribbling down to fill his palms… She wanted to rock… TO roll… To grind down on him… But this had to be something he showed her… Let her know if he wanted to go past… This… When he broke the kiss off, to tell her that she was to tell him when to stop, she was in denial… She didn’t need to stop anything, nor would she ever ask him to, she took him as hard and fierce as he was by nature… Why would that change? Regardless of what happened, she loved him, and that meant all the bad broken parts too… As she told him she needed him, every part of him, that lion who had devoured her heart… She reached down to seek out his cock, to rub and stroke along it through his jeans, to find and pay sweet attention to the head.*
(09:46:48 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *Oh his growl against her was perfect… It was all she needed to know… She had caught his hand and guided it to her hair, to show him she wanted him to fist his fingers up in her golden locks, to grab and pull her hair… She wanted him to know… That she didn’t want to take control from him… Nor did she need to… She was safe in his hold… And she never doubted it. Once he saw that though, it was like that barrier he had put up between them was just gone, and she sagged into him… She wanted that slaughtering, masterful, dominating kiss more than she wanted to breath… Parting her lips, giving him everything, letting him plunder the soft sweet cavern of her mouth… Her hand continued to stroke up and down his growing cock, trembling with more than a little excitement, relishing the way it made her feel… Knowing… Remembering how it felt when he shoved up into her… When he impaled her on his cock so sweetly vicious, spreading her out wide, almost to the point of pain but just shy of it… Dancing on that razors edge so perfectly it was addictive… She felt him begin to buck up against her, as if he had read her thoughts, wanting to pluck away at her mind… Oh he was perfect… She began to whimper and rock against him, her bare ass now quite fragile and soft skinned being abraded by his jeans, loving the sting from it… She was going to expire she could swear, she wouldn’t need virtually anything at all to rocket off, and already he was on a damn good start! Her toes kept curling… stretching…curling again… She felt the ache in her feet from it yet she couldn’t help it… Back… Forth… Curl… Release… When he broke off that deliciously deviant kiss of his, only to tell her to wrap her legs about him, he didn’t need to say anything more. Especially when she heard it… That changed pitch… The octave higher when he was aroused… She instantly lifted her legs up and locked them at the ankles behind his back, wrapping her arms about his shoulders so he could stand up without fear of her sliding, her hips lashing him with sweet little rocking motions of her own. Before she knew it she was on a flat surface, soft warm cotton cloths pressed up against the tops of her bare thighs and ass, the icy cold mirror at her back… He urged her to release her legs, spreading them, making his hiss softly at the hot little sing in her hips… Still she held it, biting town on her bottom lip, looking at him as if she could fuck him with her very eyes… Dark, sloe, doe like yet heavily lidded as those emerald and topaz jewels watching him hungrily… Every move… Every shift was captured… Noted… Stored… Still he was not done with her, pulling her hands from where she hand them tangled in his jacket, putting them behind her back… Another order… Oh she felt spoiled… Beautifully so… Making her mewl sweetly in the back of her throat as she did exactly as he ordered… She locked her hands about the opposite wrist behind her back, her shoulders being pulled deeper by the action, causing her chest to be thrust out in quite the alluring fashion… She wanted to call him Sir… To thank him… But she didn’t want to break the moment, unsure of it’s fragility, and she wouldn’t ruin this for the world… He kissed her once more, luring her tongue out to dance with his, to capture and suckle on it before releasing it… Kissing darker… Deeper… Tickling down her jawline… Moaning sweetly as he went down the delicate column of her neck, whimpering as he went lower still, her nails digging into the skin of her wrists as her legs began to tremble and shake on that counter… Had she been standing her knees would have give in… She rocked her head back hard, feeling those long golden curls tickle down her bare back, struggling to remain somewhat muted… Her sounds softer… Though once he licked at her breast… Right before he latched on… Good luck… She gasped as she felt that sudden pressure before that sweet, heavenly, perfect release… That let down… She cried out softly, the relief she felt was so strong, the way his lips felt wrapped about her nipple… The rough scruff of his facial hair against her delicate skin… She felt it rich and sweet, every little sensation, right down to the velvet heat of his tongue against her nipple… She was letting down quite a bit, a weeks worth of waiting had her near the point of no return, and those rich globes were more than happy to give him all he could possibly want… There weren’t even any rings in them today to impede his feast, the dress would have been unable to hide them, and so they were left in their room… SO he had perfect… Unhindered aces to everything…*”Ace…” *She gasped softly, her legs shaking harder, her hips rolling against the counter… She needed… Needed… Needed… Please… She whimpered and whined… She wanted to burry her hands in his hair and hold him to her breasts until they were fully drained, she wanted to drop to her knees and suck his cock until his knees buckled, she wanted hi huge thick cock up inside her pussy and fucking her until she was blind from pleasure… * “You…. You’re… Need to gag… me… Or I’m… Going to be… Too loud…” *There were plenty of clean towels after all… And she knew if he didn’t she was going to start moaning louder despite her best attempts… They both knew she was not a silent lover after all, she was vocal in her pleasures and though she never faked it or sounded tacky, there was no denying the fact when she was getting thoroughly and beautifully fucked… He shifted from her right breast to her left, making her rock back, grinding down hard and fast against the counter… She was wet with breast milk and that slippery sweetness was driving her nuts, she could feel everything and yet there wasn’t enough friction to solve anything, just made it worse… Though he solved that for her soon enough… If he had gagged her she would have bitten quite hard on the cloth and enjoyed a nice muffled cry of pleasure as she felt his hand come down between her thighs… If not… then a rick, husky, sensual moan would pass from her lips as she would rock against his hand… Eager… Needy…* “Please… Please… Please…” *She whimpered and begged… Feeling his tease around her… Just barely dipping the tip of his finger into her… Out… Little motions… She was ready to explode, the muscles in her thighs were jumping and twanging about as she fought to stay still, her toes pointed sharply down. When he slid that finger up, cloth or not, she cried out sharply… Ace didn’t have… Femenine fingers… He had a mans hands, with thick strong fingers, and when he slid them into her and curled them… It was like being fucked… All the while too he never left her breast, it was a perfect mix, making her buck and grind against his hand even though she never pulled her hips in…*”FUCK!” *She cried out sharply, sweetly, muffled or not depending on the gag… He would have felt her gripping him, sucking him in, eager for every little pleasure he would give her.*
(06:43:23 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..he had whispered to her.. or more so growled at her to wrap those long beautifully shaped legs around him.. she didn’t appear to need to be asked twice.. he felt the sudden shift as she did so.. he slid his hands down to grip onto her ass as he moved to stand..lifting her.. turning her about as he perched her upon the edge of the counter.. the towels did well to line it.. so it wasn’t to terribly cold.. though if her back came into contact with that mirror.. well that was a different story entirely.. he forced her thighs a little further apart.. she would have easily felt that sting.. that sudden heat upon her joints.. he pulled her hands back behind her.. telling her to hold her own wrists.. to keep them there.. it would force her chest out.. make those beautifully full breasts of hers just jut out toward him and who could honestly say no to that?..he leant in and took ownership of those lips of hers.. claiming them as his own plyed atop.. dipping his tongue down into those heated sweetly tasting depths.. he suckled her tongue.. nipped at her lower lip.. just supped from her whilst his hands came around.. settling beneath those breasts.. to cup and cradle.. to hold and feel their weight ..his lips drew away from hers soon enough.. to trail down along the delicate curve of her jawline.. the side of her neck.. her throat.. nipping upon the rounds of her shoulders.. til he trailed his way down to those beautiful breasts.. his tongue slid out first.. to drag across the pink skin.. lightly brushing those now quite slippery sweet nipples.. before he drew one into his mouth.. he could hear her moans.. her whimpers and gasps.. and as he figured that let down was nothing short of magnificent.. it coated his tongue.. the insides of his cheeks.. tasted incredible and filled his head with only the most delish lustful fog ever.. nothing came close to it.. nothing at all.. he had reached across to the other.. to the opposite one.. palming it.. rubbing it.. brushing his finger tips across the hardened little pink bud.. feeling the milk pool against his inner palms as it continued to trickle down over the flat of her belly.. he heard her growing a little louder.. and he knew.. if he kept this up.. she’d be crying out for him and there would be people pounding on that door in no time curious as to what was going on.. even perhaps a little concerned that she was in some way hurt though that couldn’t have been further wrong if it tried.. he released her beautiful tit there.. letting them both just fall back against her chest there as he pressed his finger to his lips- .. Hush.. .. he would reach up.. flicking his shirt collar up as he undid his tie.. unlooping it.. unthreading it as he pulled it from his person.. he folded it over a few times there.. till it rested quite neatly upon his palm.. he reached for her.. his thumb upon her chin.. applying a little pressure- .. Open.. .. he would comment quickly.. each word laced as a command though far from forceful.. she would know it.. understand it.. all on tone alone.. he would wait until she had opened her mouth before he would slide the folded tie inside it- .. bite down on it.. you must keep as quiet as you can…don’t want to attract attention now do we.. for if we get interrupted I will step back.. and leave you as you are until we get back to the castle.. and I think we both know.. you don’t want to be left high and dry.. now do you.. .. he tilted his head.. tapping his fingers beneath her chin there ..before he would let his fingers guide down across her tits once more.. feeling the sticky sweet milk against her skin.. how supple and soft the flesh was..before he leant back in.. taking the opposite breast between his lips with little warning.. as he began to sup from it in much the same fashion as he had the other.. his tongue bathed it.. his teeth teased it.. feeling her wriggling.. her trembles.. her shifting.. though she kept those thighs apart for him.. so he was impressed with that.. he had slid his hand down between her thighs he heard her pleading.. though muffled it was..he teased her.. tormented her a little as he dipped just the tip of his finger into her.. in and out.. sweet little motions.. before he ust slid it right on up.. curling it as he felt that scorching hot core of hers.. she bucked against him.. forcing him that little bit deeper.. she began to grind as he withdrew and began to more or less fuck her with that one solitary digit.. she was slick wet.. a mixture of her and her own milk.. the sounds were quite magnificent really.. the suckling of his lips and tongue upon her breast.. the fucking of that finger.. in and out of her.. he guided a second in alongside it.. to stretch her out a little more.. before he lifted his head from her chest.. he must have alleviated some of that pressure for her by that point.. he had been at it for a little while.. and he certainly got his fill .. making his head fill with only the most lush fog ever.. he looked to her there as he continued to just flick those fingers in and out of her.. curling.. dragging probing and thrusting.. over and over.. - .. is this what you want Rose?.... he tilted his head to the side a little as that steel gaze watched her.. - .. do you want me to.. keep fucking you like this?.. to just keep digging into this sweet tight little cunt of yours .. over and over until you explode?.. .. he slid those fingers out of her.. dragging them up over her semi exposed clit.. to pinch between them quickly before they would dive back into her once more.. the suction was quite exquisite - .. just like this.. having you practically naked.. up on a bench.. your thighs spread open.. your tits still so round.. that sweet milk just painting you right up.. or do you want something.. else?.. .. he would rub his lips together..- … mm?..Do you need to be stretched out Rose?.. Do you need to be fucked until you just about pass out?.. .. he leant in closer to her then.. his hips bucking against his wrist.. so he was forcing those fingers in deeper with his body.. she would feel him brushing.. rubbing against her whilst this was happening.. though it was only those two fingers deeply inside her- .Do you need to be fucked until you’re unable to walk straight?.. Tell me Rose.. .. he whispered as he looked to her there.. their faces mere inches apart- .. what is it you want most of all?..and don’t leave out any details or I may just fuck you a little more like this.. bring you to that beautiful peak.. and then ill just head back outside.. leave you to handle things on your own..
(15:10:38 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She loved the way he felt between her legs… The rough abrasion of his jeans and jacket against the delicate flesh of her inner thighs… Feeling the slightly cooler fabric of his jeans against her core… His heat… The strength of his body when he lifted her like it was a picnic, as if she weighed nothing, like she were a toy of his… She shivered with pleasure at it all, the whole package just went right to her head like champagne bubbles, exploding in little fizzy notes of lust… Being settled on the towel strewn counter wasn’t too bad, it was certainly softer than, say a log that she had once been set up on… Though it was a little chill, it was just cold enough to make her shiver with pleasure, her skin growing hot with desire… The mirror behind though was cold as ice, something she discovered when she sagged against it for a moment, jerking herself upright rather quickly… She spread her thighs for him, feeling that sting in her hip joints, making her hiss softly though it wasn’t bad… It was just a little uncomfortable… Enough to make everything else fall into a sharper relief…. Her arms behind her back, hand to wrist as he had ordered, making her full heavy breasts sit out as if on display… She loved it… She loved what he was doing to her… For her… Even if he didn’t touch her, even if it was just orders, to make her sit there and watch him jerk off onto her skin… She wouldn’t begrudge a single second of it… His orders, his dominance of her, the control he took of her flesh and soul… It was just as arousing and erotic to her as the act of sex itself, if not perhaps a little more so, because he could get her soaking wet and whimpering just on orders alone… The pitch of his voice… The way it shifted and changed as he was aroused… The way he looked at her when his dominant nature asserted itself… Oh it was beautiful and perfect and more than a little hot… She knew from first hand experience that he could make her cum on a command alone, even if she wasn’t near that peak yet, just the tone of his voice… The snap in the order… She would drop from the sudden slaughter and she loved it… She sighed in pure pleasure as he reached up to cradle her breasts, Gods they were so tender, tight and sore… Even just the lightest shifts to them were a sharp sort of pain but in his hands… It was a sweet sting… It took the pain and made it pleasure, made her crave that needle like stabbing, her fingers curling in tighter about her wrists…The hot passionate kiss, leaving her chin and cheeks red and roughed up, her lips swollen from his passionate attention… And all so desperately wanted… Craved… She tilted her head as he went down, giving him every supple inch of her ivory sweet neck, feeling the luscious kisses down the way before the nipping at her shoulder… Lower… Licking across the tops of her breasts which only made her let down all the more, creating little rivulets of the softest cream down her pale belly, to fill the dip of her belly button and lower still… When he licked at those little pink nipples it was all she could do to keep her thighs open… All she wanted to do was fuse them as tightly closed as she could and roll her hips to an orgasm… Or at least something close to one… Still he had given her an order to keep her legs open, and she would never, ever want to disobey him… The latching though… The moment she felt his hot mouth close over her sensitive, swollen nipple, that let down… It was incredible… Almost an orgasm in itself with how the surge just rolled through her… Both breasts began to release, flooding mouth and hand alike, driving her to a sort of perfect madness… She was doing her best at being quiet, truly she was, but she couldn’t help some of the sounds that slipped out… A week of constant pressure both in her breasts in in public, she was tightly wound and in desperate need of this, and he did it oh… So… So well… He was right though, the more he gave her, the louder she was eventually going to grow… It was just how she was… He pulled away after a few minutes to press his finger to his lips and she nodded her head mutely, thickly swallowing a half born gasp, panting ever so softly… She just wriggled there, her toes curling and uncurling constantly, her need to move coming through in those little motions… The thumb on her chin was all she needed, but that little comment, that command, oh it made her quake for him… A sexually charged whimper… She parted her lips, feeling the soft silk tie being places against her tongue and lips, closing her mouth around it… To help mute her… To strangle the sounds she would make… His thread left her whimpering, shaking her head quickly from side to side, setting those little pearl earrings swaying from side to side. A soft, muffled ‘no sir’ could be heard ever so slightly through the gag, her body continuing to tremble there… Her legs quaking as she kept them spread for him… Rocking… Rolling as she sought to ease the ache from hell… She felt the little tap of his fingers before he moved down to her breasts once more, just lightly touching them, making her sigh silently against the gag… She couldn’t stop wriggling though, not that she didn’t want to, she just couldn’t… It was so Hot… Sweet… The sudden latching made her buck hard, a sudden cry against the gag that was next to unheard as she rocked her head back, feeling the cold of the mirror against the crown of her head… The relief she got from it… From the feelings of his lips and tongue, the suckling, pulling… Knowing he was latched on and drinking down every drop… Oh all of it combined was just the post perfect sort of lux… When that free hand came down between her legs though, to tease over along her clit and slit, she begged him… Pleaded… She needed more than just that teasing… And he gave her more, slipping that finger into her at last, letting her rock and grind against it… Feeling the way he curled it inside of her, pushing against her hot silken walls, nudging all those little sweet spots… She was easily drawn up to the peak there, the feeling of him at her tits and between her thighs, building her up and draining her all at once… The smell of her sex and milk on the air, mixed with his cologne and the scent of whiskey, all tinged with her desperate need… She was panting, whining, desperate to catch a breath as she rocked… Rolled… Her toes pointed and curled all at once, her legs jumping and trembling, twitching as if she were being shocked…*
(15:10:54 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She was hot and desperate… A wreck… That second finger slid up into her and her back bowed out tightly as her thighs closed in a bit, her knuckles white as her nails dug into her skin, leaving white crescents in the delicate ivory satin of her flesh… She was crying his name out behind the gag, little sharp whines and mewls of pleasure, her poor little core fluttering and pulsing like mad around his fingers… Sucking him in deeper, greedily consuming those masterful fingers, demanding more… Her breasts were starting to ache again, not from the pressure, but from a lack of it… He had suckled her nearly dry, for she wasn’t making a terrible lot at this point, it had just been a good deal of build up… Now they ached because they were adjusting… The sweet firm flesh still plump and round, sitting so high and perky atop her chest, even more so given the position he had her holding… He asked her then… Curling his fingers in her more… Deeper… Pushing in and out of her… Over and Over again… Asking her what she wanted… Did she even know?! It felt like it had been forever since he last touched her, and she was viciously desperate for any sort of contact like this, so she would gladly take what ever he wanted to give her… Still… He was expecting an answer… She nodded her head hard and fast when he asked if she wanted him to keep fucking her… To finger her hot aching core that was in desperate need of those long skilled digits of his… He pulled out of her then, only to pinch over her exposed clit and make her jump, rocking back hard against the mirror as her petit frame shook hard… She rocked for him… With him… Desperate to find that release… When he aske dif she needed something else… If she wanted to be stretched out… TO be fucked until she nearly passed out… Until she couldn’t walk… All the while he had begun to rock up against her, his hips against her things, pushing his fingers deeper into her… Mimicking fucking her… Oh Gods! She cried out sharply as she rocked harder against him, struggling not to lift her legs, to wrap them about him and drag him in tight…* “YES!” *She cried out muffled around the gag, looking at him with lust heavy eyes, pleading with him to remove the gag… She would part her lips, waiting for him to take it out before she would be able to speak, to tell him…* “Please… Fuck me… I want your thick, vicious, brutally huge cock inside me…I want to feel you bottom out in me and make me scream…” *She whispered, panting hard, her whole body aching from how tight she was holding herself… The burn in her hips just growing slowly with him thrusting between them… Sure… She loved his fingers… The man was lusciously dexterous without a doubt, he could easily bring her off with his touch, but his cock? Oh what a fine weapon to be slaughtered by… He was thick and vicious, the entire shaft was one sweet smooth length, perfectly ridged and textured so that he touched every single part of her… And JUST long enough to give her that perfectly addictive pain of bottoming out…* “I need that white hot pain of your cock Ace… I need you to dive deep down into me… To fill every little part of me that you possibly can… I want your brutality Ace… I want the sounds of your body ramming into mine… That agonizingly fast slapping of flesh to flesh as you pump up into my tight aching pussy… I want you to make me soaking wet… My pussy coating your cock with need… Until you cum in me… I want to drown in your jizz… I want to feel it dribbling down my legs as we walk… I want you to make me hold it in so each step in agony… I want to smell of you… Every inch of you… I want the people around us to smell how thoroughly I was just fucked…. How I was used for your pleasure… I want you to make me cum… Then drag me to my knees… I want to suck your cock clean… To taste my cum and yours all over your length… I want to make you hard again with my mouth all over again and have you pull my hair… To tangle at the root of it until my eyes tear and the sting is almost unbearable… I want you to fuck my mouth and down my throat… I want to gag on the pulsing length of you until I can’t breath and your covered in my drool… Then I want you to slide into me and fuck my ass until I can’t stand… Until Im begging you to stop because I can’t take it… And then more… More until I’ve cum again and I’m crying your name in pleasure… My legs shaking… Weak… My breath gone… Stolen by my Master Ace…”
(05:58:33 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..his lips had all but firmly attached themselves upon those tight hardened little pink buds of hers .. drinking.. supping of that sweet milk that she herself was producing thanks to her being well and truly pregnant.. she had told him she was uncomfortable.. and whilst normally he would have helped her out.. this past week had been turned up side down.. he barely had time to scratch himself let alone tend to her needs.. and with his problem..his anger issues bubbling to the surface.. bringing him to the point where he struck her.. well he didn’t feel he deserved to.. that fear remained with him for the entire week.. and probably would for the rest of his life.. of all the people in the world he would have never.. ever wanted to strike.. it was her.. why she wanted anything to do with him after that.. he’l never quite understand.. but regardless.. he felt luckier for it.. blessed even that she remained at his side.. knowing that at times he was quite volatile.. he had lifted his lips from her emptied breasts then.. his fingers still deeply dug into her.. thrusting.. dipping and curling.. fucking her with those two digits .. he asked her what she wanted.. wether or not she just wanted him to keep going like this.. just tormenting her with his fingers.. or did she want more.. did she want him to fuck her.. to fill her right up.. he was enjoying watching her as she writhed and shifted.. as she moaned and whimpered.. he heard her muffled cry there.. her agreeance on what she wanted.. he reached up to remove the folded tie from her mouth there.. his face remaining close as he began to buck his hips against her.. forcing that finger a little deeper.. simulating the action she so desperately desired.. he watched her.. his eyes boring down into her own as she begged and pleaded with him.. that she wanted to be fucked.. that she wanted him to bottom out in her to make her scream..- .. Oh really?.... he question there.. his heated whisky scented breath washing over her lips there as he spoke- .. We cant have you screaming now can we?.. You have to remain quiet.. or I will gag you again.. and if you continue to scream and holler I will think that maybe this is not the right place for such an.. activity.. afterall we wouldn’t want everyone out there to know whats going on in here.. think of the jealousy.. why you’d cause a riot.. .. he laughed.. his thumb stretching out to rub against her semi exposed clit as he continued to buck and grind against her.. his free hand having reached around to press against her lower back.. holding her still so she wasn’t being pushed back on the bench.. he wanted her to feel the full brunt of him bucking..she continued to plead with him.. begging him to fuck her.. that she wanted that white hot pain.. she needed him to dive down deeply into her.. to fill her right up.. she wanted him to be brutal with her.. he forced out a breath through his teeth there at the very thought of it.. she went on to describe her desires.. and they were quite lengthy indeed.. she wanted everything .. all of it.. right there in that room.. - That is quite a wish list right there isn’t it pet.. .. he clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.. turning his head.. so his cheek was pressed to hers.. his lips maybe an inch or two from her ear- .. But how about we see how we go.. mmm?.. Im not carrying you out of here.. and I fear if I did all of that.. not only would you pass out on me.. but your legs wouldn’t carry you.. even as the small weightless thing you are.. he latched his teeth onto her earlobe there.. giving it a bit of a playful tug before he suddenly without warning withdrew those two fingers from out of her tight little wet cunt.. he dragged them up along the flat of her belly.. leaving quite a glistening trail there before he rubbed them around her lips.. pushing them down deeply into her mouth- .. Suck.... he commanded there.. and he would watch her.. closely.. his hand that was resting against her lower back would move about once more.. reaching down to tug his shirt from its tucked in confines.. the sounds of his buckle being released.. the button.. the zipper.. - .. Im going to warn you right now.. You get my jeans wet.. you’l be cleaning it up.. Not me.. .. he dug those fingers in just a little deeper.. in effect flicking on that gorgeous sounding gag reflex before he withdrew.. dragging the spit coated fingers across her cheek there.. before he backed up..he slid his hand down into his now opened slacks there.. reaching down to take a hold of that thick now quite hardened cock of his.. releasing it from its fabric confines.. running his fingers down along it.. from tip to base- .. Get down off the bench .... he would reach across to toss down the towels that were resting atop the metal counter top- ..and turn around.. show me that lush round ass of yours as you bend.. Very slowly.. I want those tits of yours pressing to the counter.. legs spread nice and wide.. .. his head would tilt to the side there.. his fingers continuing to glide down along his cock as he watched and waited.. if she did as he asked he would give her a little while.. knowing full well just how ice cold that counter was going to be.. especially with those nipples already being quite sensitive and more than a little raw.. before he would come up behind her.. first off he would grab those lush round ass cheeks of hers.. feeling the plump soft flesh beneath his fingers.. gripping.. rubbing.. before he would slap his palm down against the left.. rubbing the slowly angry reddening mark there.. before he would guide his hand down between her thighs.. cupping that sweet slick little pussy of hers.. just holding it as he positioned himself behind her..she would have felt that smooth hardened head of his as it more or less bounced and brushed between those cheeks.. dragging against her smooth inner thigh there before he reached.. to coat it up with just how wet she had gotten.. sliding it as far as he could reach it.. tormenting her a little.. teasing her as he rubbed it from her clit.. that tight hot little hole.. and then back across her ass.. only to move forward once more.. repeating those slow.. grinding strokes..
(05:58:46 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: until on the third time.. when she probably would have figured he would have kept going past her entrance.. he didn’t.. he just applied that pressure.. that sweet stinging ache that would have come from it as her tight pussy accepted the thickness of him before he just drove it home.. thrusting down deeply into her.. bottoming out.. filing her.. stretching her.. as he reached around with his hand to hold it over her mouth knowing full well she was going to holler so very loudly.. he hissed himself and growled.. - .. Fucking Hell Rose.. .. he groaned as his head dipped back.. he sucked in a sudden breath.. she was vice tight.. extremely hot and sick wet.. it was like pure heaven laced with just enough hell to get the heart racing.. when he realised she wouldn’t scream he pulled his hand away from her mouth.. reaching down.. both gripping onto her ass as he began to withdraw.. though not all the way.. short shallow little thrusts to begin with.. just little bumps against her as he allowed her a moment to get used to that invasion.. he couldn’t hold back the grunts.. the gasps.. the whines as he rocked against her.. slowly but surely picking up speed.. the sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her was really quite exquisite.. and he just wanted more of it.. as he felt her relaxing he pushed that little bit harder.. his hips beginning to bounce then.. against her ass cheeks as he began to fuck her in precisely the way she had pleaded with him too-
(13:16:32 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *He felt amazing… Spectacular there against her breasts, feeling the sudden let down, the relief of a weeks worth of pressure… Not to mention just how good the act of it alone felt, she had such wonderfully sensitive nipples, she could be brought to orgasm by enough stimulation to those precious pink little berries… It was certainly a winning combination for her, making her shiver and shake, making her gasp for breath and desperate for his touch… So sweet… He drained her dry in the span on minutes, the pressure becoming a sweet ache as her breasts adjusted, her nipples sweetly tender from his attentions… The last thing on her mind was the event form last week, she was far too wrapped up in his lustful attentions, the decadent fog of desire he was building up in her… When he began to finger her she had no possible way to remain entirely silent, though she did her very best, keeping her moans and cries of pleasure somewhat muted… Silenced… Bitten and swallowed down… She rocked with him, eager and hot, panting with need as she whimpered just for him…. She was going to get too loud here shortly and the both knew it, and she had begged for a gag, his sweet blue and yellow stripped tie being folded up and put between her lips… She was allowed to moan and cry out as much as she wished then, the silken gag swallowing up a majority of the sounds, making her a little high on the lack of oxygen it caused as well… Oh it was incredibly luxurious indeed for all they were in a bathroom at Arboreals biggest and most exclusive fair… She loved that naughty flavor to it, knowing that really, this was entirely not proper… If anything, this was more than a little lewd, all rather kinky… She was to the point of an orgasm towards the end, her sweet little pussy just getting tighter and tighter, the fluttering pulses around his fingers becoming more rhythmic, more stable… They were nearly right on top of each other as he bucked into her, giving her that luscious little torment, giving her all the white hot motions of him working against her… That situation against her semi-exposed little clit… Oh he was working her there and fast, not that she needed any grand foreplay, he was already rocking her just from the earlier suckling… He asked her what she wanted… If she just wanted this divine hand job… Or did she want him to fuck her? Oh decisions decisions! Though in truth there was no choice to be made though… As luscious, as enjoyable, as pleasing as his fingers were? They couldn’t hold a candle to how he felt when he thrust home into her… Why would she want to feel only satisfied when she had the chance to feel complete, to feel perfected, whole when he became one with her… Of Course, she had to wait for him to remove her gag before she could say anything but once he did? He had asked for details… And she made sure to give them to him…* “Yes…. Please….” *She begged sweetly of him, her whole body trembling, on that high edge that comes right before orgasm… Desperate… Needy… She was already half wrecked from his touch alone, she didn’t dare hope she would last much longer, no matter if he gave her what she begged for or not… She dragged her tongue along her full bottom lip there, unable to resist, he just smelled so good… Right there on the lip of her tongue… The taste of his breath… She moved in close, dragging her tongue across his bottom lip, tasting the whiskey and herself across her tongue… Making her whimper as she bit her lips, putting them through her teeth as she struggled with the sort of hell laced pleasure that she was hooked on… His teasing comment about the riot made her brow lift just a little there, her chest shaking, tits bouncing at the sweet little panting breaths he was making her take… Inhaling and exhaling with his fingers inside her…Keeping his rhythm… Her words were breathless and husky, deep with need and desire, those dark green eyes watching him from under passion heavy lids…* “I remember… You spreading me out… Naked on your lap… In another Paramours house… Burried balls deep inside me…. Fucking me… Making me cum while we had an audience… I thought… You might… Enjoy putting me on display again… You certainly… Have nothing to hide… If anything… It’s… Bragging rights…” *She panted softly, remembering all too well being in that mans house, in his bed no less… Spread wide, every inch of her naked and on display, all the way down to her pink pussy and Ace’s cock plunging into her… Oh Ace had seemed to love it… Holding her there… Pushing her to orgasm… Keeping her on that cusp while the other Paramour jerked off furiously, making her wait, making her burn with need… Until he ordered her to cum and she had soaked that man’s bedding and sheets, down to his rather nice carpet even, knowing he adored it when he made her cum on command like that… She nearly bit her tongue off when he shifted a bit, sliding his thumb up across her clit, and she couldn’t resist it anymore… Her thighs snapped closed like a rubber band around his hips, rocking herself back, he neck elongated as she bit back a scream of pleasure… She finally released it in the sound of a hard hot exhale, gasping in sharply afterwards, trying to catch her breath as she rocked aginast him… Telling him… Pleading with him… Going into rich detail of what she wanted… And yes… She wanted it all… His hand shifted across her back, pulling her in, keeping her tight… Torturing her with how close he had her… Refusing to let her go… No mercy…. She took no small amount of pleasure though when she heard him, that forced breath through his teeth, she knew she had hit something sweet… He might have tried to deny it… To tell himself he wasn’t like that… But he was… He was a brutal beast… But he was HER brutal beast, and she could take him in bed how ever he wanted to spin her, and he knew it too… He might want to try and hold back because of what had happened, but she wasn’t about to let him do that, to deny her and himself the very thing they thrived on… Sex was never going to be soft or romantic with them… It didn’t need to be… She loved him and who he was in bed, She adored the man who pulled her hair and treated her like his personal slut, she worshiped her Master because he gave her freedom… Why try to fix something that wasn’t broken? She leaned into him there, cheek to cheek, her breath soft and hot against the shell of his ear as he whispered to her…* “I only ask… Because I know you can give it to me… You’re my God…” *She whispered to him before he snapped at her earlobe, making her gasp, her thighs drawing in tighter as he tugged on it playfully… Oh it just made the tips of her ears tingle without a doubt…*
(13:16:44 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *When he suddenly pulled out of her she was left with a gaping void where his fingers had been, making her whine suddenly, sharply… She wriggled as he dragged his fingers up her belly, the tickle unable to ignore, making her thump her heels against the backs of his legs… Those sex slick fingers were then rubbed over her lips, pushed down into her mouth, being ordered to suck… As if he had to ask? She tasted like honeyed apples and milk, an addictive sort of triple pronged sweet and sharp with just a touch of tangy, combined with the taste of his skin it was an aphrodisiac few could resist… She pulled his finger in hard, hollowing her cheeks out as she began to flick her tongue up and over his fingers… Sliding the tip o her velvet length up between the two… Teasing, flicking, stroking at the delicate webbing between them… She teasingly bit his fingers, ever so lightly, just enough to give him that hot texture change… She licked every inch of his fingers, tasting him, learning the location and texture of each callous… Moving in to bob on them as she would his cock, all the while watching him, never breaking that eye contact… Wanting him to see how much she loved doing every little thing he asked… The feel and pressure of his fingers in her mouth… The taste of it all… She heard the threat in his voice there… That she was to not get his jeans wet or she would be cleaning them… Not that she could honestly control that! He knew as well as she did what happened when he fucked her… She didn’t do it all the time, it was only when he hit a certain part of her, and that was out of her control… She was just… A wet lover… The look of agony on her face as she nodded was hard to miss, she hated failing him in anything he requested of her, but if he hit that spot… She would have to beg him to pull out before she soaked him… And that would be the end of her own orgasm as well… Still she nodded though… She understood… She hadn’t expected him to thrust his fingers down her throat, making her gag suddenly, those slick wet sounds as her throat contracted… Her eyes instantly watering, her mouth coating his fingers with spit, causing a thin thread of drool to pass from her lips to his fingers before he wiped them against her cheek… Her attention was drawn to his slacks… Or rather the opening in them, her eyes utterly riveted on that monster, seeing how even in his large strong hands it was impressive… She slid off as he commanded, though Gods knew it wasn’t easy, her legs were already a mite bit uncooperative… Once she was off, she saw him dragging all those towels off and onto the floor, making her whimper… Oh he wouldn’t… Would he?? Surely he was aware of just how icy old that metal was?... Oh he was… She saw it there… No way around it… She turned around then, showing him her back, her hands still locked behind her… After all, he had said she was not allowed to release them until he said so, and he had not said so… She took a breath to still herself, her nipples aching, rouching up at the thought of such a cold surface against her hot flesh… She walked up to the counter, her steps small, making sure he got to see the way of her full round hips… She spread her legs the, making sure that her back was arched, putting her sweet round ass on display… Full and lush, it trembled just a little as her legs shook, not from fear but from need…She rocked back and forth, a sexy, subtle sway of her hips… A sweet little come hither motion as she slowly lowered herself down, her fingers tapping and gripping her wrists over and over again, revealing their eagerness to touch him but also to follow his commands… Once her nipples first touched that ice cold metal she gasped and jerked, her whole body breaking out in goose bumps, a little whimper at the back of her throat…* “It’s so cold…” *She touched her nipples to it once more, hissing softly as she moved down, whimpering as she pressed her slick milked up flesh to the harsh unforgiving surface… There she stayed… Her breasts flush to that brutal surface, causing the metal to fog up around her flesh, little steams of milk escaping at the force of the contractions from the cold… His hands atop her ass made her arch for him, so very feline, wishing for more of those sweet firm touches… The gripping… Oh she adored the feel of his fingers gripping her skin… Leaving soft little bruises… The slap was unexpected and a strangled scream was ripped form her throat, a loud whimper as she pressed her cheek to the metal, biting her lips to keep silent… Oh it felt so good…. So white hot compared to the cold air… The stroking doing so well to soothe the sting… She felt his hand slide down, to shift between her thighs, cupping that scalding hot slit in his hand… Making her whine, making her buck against it, seeking relief from the peak she had been sitting on… Still there was none… Instead he brought a second level of torment, sliding his dick up and down her slit, gathering up that slick wetness and sharing it with the rest of up… Up and down her ass he went with it… Coating up her little pink star… Was he going to fuck her in the ass then? She wouldn’t complain if he did, she loved it when he fucked her ass, after all he had been her first… She whimpered and rocked as he just continued to torment her… Until that third pass… She felt him pressing up against her core and she cut into her flesh with her nails, lifting up on her toes, oh by the GODS that was tight… She forgot how tight she could get when she wasn’t being fucked on the regular by her husbands… Suddenly he just dove straight in and she was SO Glad for his hand over her mouth… She screamed against his hand, muffled by his coarse but loving palm, her body shaking hard as her legs trembled violently… Fuck he hurt!!! By the GODS how had she fit he and Jacob all at once?! Though it wasn’t like the pain wasn’t sweet though, oh far from it, it was the most decadent kind of hell as she adjusted to that thick invasion… She heard him swear, gripping her ass, watching every reaction of his in the mirror… Those short, shallow little thrusts building up into fuller, harder pounding… That pressure build up in her like someone pouring napalm on a lit match, and after several minutes of his fiercing pounding into her, the sound of skin slapping skin with his nuts bouncing off of her clit… She broke… She reached back and tried to hold him away from her as her knees gave out as she came, trying to spare his jeans, though little else could really come to mind… She lay there, drooling a bit, lips parted in silent cries of pure pleasure as she flooded her own thighs… Her legs shaking violently as her whole body bucked and trembled, surging and shuddering in waves of orgasmic bliss, biting her lip so hard she drew blood.*
(08:25:55 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..he heard her comments on remembering how he had spread her out in that Paramours house.. putting her on display as he had.. he chuckled, it was a deep.. rich throaty sound- .. I most certainly did enjoy it.. every single moment of it.. putting you on display like that.. making him squirm whilst I fucked you.. but here.. mm.. no.. its different.. it’s political.. you’l come to understand it.. as we go along.. so you’l be a good girl.. and you’l keep as quiet as you can for me.. now wont you?.... he had continued to torment her there..his thick fingers shoved up inside her.. deeply.. curling.. hooking.. dragging against those slick tight inner walls of hers.. he asked her.. prompted her to tell him just what she wanted.. giving her a couple of options there.. only to hear her reply.. Oh her pleading.. her begging.. he couldn’t possibly pass that up now could he..he withdrew those fingers from inside her suddenly.. lifting them up and dipping them down into her mouth..giving her that one word command.. but it would seem she didn’t need to be asked twice.. she sucked on his fingers as if her life depended on it.. he growled there.. right from the back of his throat from the sight of that action alone.. the feeling of her hot wet lips wrapped around his fingers.. and the movement.. well he just had to roll his neck.. he had no choice.. she was slowly driving him to madness.. he shoved them down a little deeper.. down into her throat.. watching her eyes begin to water.. hearing the gasping noises before he pulled out.. he stepped away.. having slipped his hand down into his now opened slacks.. taking a firm hold of his cock there.. stroking his fingers down along that hardened length as he told her to get up.. and to bend over that counter.. he knew full well it would be cold.. icy even..- .. and you’re body is on fire.. so it should do well to cool you down a touch.. .. he chuckled.. moving up behind her after she placed herself so beautifully on display- .. absolutely fucking gorgeous..cant possibly deny that.... he grabbed a handful of her ass then.. rubbing the smooth supple flesh beneath his palm before he spanked her.. just the once.. the sound reverberating through the small dimly lit area.. he rubbed the string out.. before reaching down between her thighs to take a hold of that sweet slick wet pussy of hers.. he heard her whine.. feeling her bucking back against him there.. he dipped lower then.. she would have felt his cock brushing against her inner thigh before he tormented her further with it.. gliding it along the length of her.. all the way back to that tight ass of hers.. before it would dip forward once again.. he wouldn’t tell her when he was going to do it.. he just teased her a little more.. before he suddenly applied that pressure.. just a little more.. and then a little more again before he fet her body adjust.. that sweet tight cunt of hers accepting him before he just dove right on in.. gritting his teeth down at just how tight and hot she was.. he hissed and growled..having reached around to cover her mouth with his hand a moment prior to this.. fguring she was going to cry out.. she was probably going to scream.. and he wanted her to keep as quiet as she could.. oh he heard and felt her cries.. they were loud.. but thankfully muffled.. he dipped down balls deep in her.. stretching her out.. filling her completley.. those slick walls just clung to him.. squeezed the life out of him.. it was almost excruciating. And yet he just wanted all the more.. he slowly pulled his hand away from her mouth there.. so he could reach down to grip onto her hips.. her ass.. he began to rock there.. to grind against her.. slowly withdrawing though not all the way before he would dive back into her.. shallow short little thrusts to begin with.. only growing in intensity and speed the further he went along.. soon enough his hips were slapping harder and harder against that plush firm ass of hers.. he reached up.. his fingers soon tangled within her lush hair.. gripping it as he lifted it back.. forcing her body tighter.. making her arch that beautiful chest of hers out as he continued to fuck her.. he could see those breasts of hers bouncing wildly in the mirror she was bent over before.. it just made the visual so much harder to deal with.. he could feel her body responding.. the sudden tugs and trembles.. the whimpering.. the moaning.. the crying out..she was going to cum .. he knew it.. and it was precisely what he wanted.. so he didn’t slow down.. in fact he went that little bit harder.. that little bit faster.. the sound of skin slapping to skin was louder.. he growled and grunted as he kept her body so tightly wound and arched.. his hand came down to slap against her other ass cheek there.. before he rubbed it.. he felt her reaching back to hold him as her knees gave way.. his hand left her hair instantly to support her as she hit that sweet spot.. that climax.. he tipped his head back and groaned.. - .. Fuck.. Fuck!.. .. he growled. His teeth latching down to grip as he felt her restricting.. the spasms.. the tugging.. she was milking him from the inside.. but no.. no no he wasn’t ready to go just yet.. but he fed her further whilst she rode that wave.. he continued to rock and grind against her.. into her.. feeling her shaking violently.. the shivering.. the shuddering.. - /i>.. Good girl.. good girl.. .. he swallowed a breath there as he slowly.. very.. very slowly withdrew from her.. letting her experience the sting.. that emptiness as he guided her to turn around for him.. - .. come on pet.. .. he whispered as his hands came down to rest there upon the sweet rounds of her hips- .. don’t fail on me just yet.. .. he would reach around.. gripping her sides as he lifted her- .. wrap those legs around me.. and hold on.. .. he would support her and help her where she needed it.. waiting till those long pale legs were clinging to him tighty.. before he would shift.. not perching her back upon the cold bench.. not even really moving so much.. they were face to face in that instance.. and he looked to her there in her post orgasmic bliss.. before he captured those lips of hers.. drawing her in for such a sweet desire laden kiss.. starting out slow.. just a suckling of her lower.. a mingling along side her tongue.. a nip.. a nibble before it just grew
(08:26:09 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. and grew.. he moved.. turning her around until her back was pressed to the wall there.. his lips tore away from hers as he pooled her hair down over one shoulder whilst his lips attacked the opposite one.. dragging his tongue along the curve toward her neck.. where he would suddenly bite down.. right on that sweet spot.. she’d be able to feel his cock still pressing up against her.. brushing against her cum slick little slit.. coating the tip of his cock.. trickling down along its length as he teased her just a little with it bouncing and shifing against her.. before he rocked his hips down harder.. forcing hers to the wall.. his cocks head slid down a bit lower.. a bit further until it was pressed against that extremey tight and slickly coated little star of hers.. he released the flesh there upon her neck.. blowing his breath upon the warmed flesh as he began to apply that pressure.. to press his cock harder.. just gradually he wouldn’t dive on into her.. he knew full well he would hurt her.. little by little.. he was stretching that tight slick ass of hers.. feeling it give.. feeling it accept before it suddenly just wrapped around his cocks head so tightly.. he gasped and groaned against her shoulder there.. before he gradually glided on up into her.. he hissed through his grit down teeth.. pressing another kiss to her collar bone.. the front of her throat.. his hands remained down upon her ass there.. just holding her as he pushed further.. until he was balls deep in.. feeling that scorching heat as he dragged his tongue up along the side of her neck.. along her jawline before he stole her lips once more.. and he began to move.. to rock.. to glide in and out of her.. nice.. slow languid movements to begin with.. just letting her adjust as her body was pressed.. crushed against his chest .. every so often he would have to break away from the kiss to groan.. to hiss or growl.. his breath just kept catching there in his throat.. - .. You have the most perfect .. perfect ass.. I sware it to the gods.. you.. are.. just.. so fucking perfect.. .. he groaned as his forehead broke away to come down to rest there upon her shoulder.. and to him she was perfect.. in every single which way possible-
(12:06:10 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *To be honestly, she had enjoyed that night almost as much, if not a little more so than he himself had… It was hard not to look back on it and be aroused, seeing the lust in the paramours eyes, the way he had begged Ace to let him fuck her… Ace’s laughter in his face as he was violently denied and forced to watch her cum all over his bed… It was hot, and kinky, and more than a little raunchy… But she loved that side of sex, the dirty, naughty things that he did to her… It flicked all sorts of kinks and needs and she could honestly admit that when he made her push that envelope past anything she had ever felt comfortable with, her orgasms were mind blowing, violently intense and often left her so achy and satisfied she lay with him in wonder of it all. His laughter was luscious and thick, it tickled and trickled along her ears until it slipped in, stroking her brain like an intimate caress…* “Of course I… Will be a…. Good Girl…” *For now at least… She certainly had no such plans for later… If anything, tonight she was promising to be a very, very bad girl… And with any luck? Ace would be thanking the Gods she had been… For right now though, she was all too happy to loose herself in the way he was fingering her, bucking up against his hand to stimulate that luscious body to body contact she was needing so very badly. It wasn’t QUITE what she wanted, but oh, it was close! Quite close indeed. She had nearly cum, being quite high and sweet on that ledge, only for him to ask her what she wanted. She Wanted to be fucked, and as he had requested details, she gave them to him in spades. The withdraw was sudden, not quite what someone wants when they are right on the cups of a delicious orgasm, but because she knew what was coming next… She didn’t complain… The order to suck her sweet delicious juices off of his fingers was a command she couldn’t possibly resist, and she attacked those long pussy soaked fingers with gusto, sucking greedily and with as much textile play as she could give him. It was all too lush to watch him just suffer there for a moment, to see him roll his neck and growl, knowing he was remembering all the times she had sucked his cock off… And oh, how she loved to give him head, anywhere and everywhere she could… When he made her gag it was to both of their enjoyment, the rich sound of her voice catching wet and thick, the sharp little gasp and the thin line of drool from her lips to his fingers… Why doubt? Why even question if they enjoyed it or not? Her eyes dropped and were thoroughly enchanted, riveted to his cock, watching his big strong hand roll over it’s length… Oh her mouth just watered… Still, she had her orders to turn around, and to bend over slowly… Just for his enjoyment… Though she couldn’t help the little whine about the cold counter… The laugh along with his teasing had her pulling the most beautiful little mew, her lips pouting ever so softly, her full bottom lip put out temptingly.* “You Brute…” *Though they both knew she didn’t mean it… She loved texture and temperature play as much as he enjoyed using it with her. Though it was cold to the point of being almost painful when she pressed her breasts down against it, her hot tender nipples budding up even harder if possible, causing even more of that let down running along the metal surface. She had set herself up nice and pretty for him, her ass on display that she knew he so loved, her legs parted just enough so he could see the pretty pink of her slit between her thighs… Standing on her toes made sure everything stood out for him, lush and sweet, just there for his viewing pleasure…* “Of course you can’t… It’s one of the reasons why your marrying me. I know you love my sweet round ass… Skinny elvish girls just can’t satisfy my Ace’s appetite…”*She said, part confidence, part teasing… Even a little bit of boasting… She reached down a bit to lift she under swells of her ass cheeks, catching them on her index and middle finger, pulling them up only to let them drop and bounce for his eyes alone. Oh she knew she had been his first… And she knew she would be his last… Everyone else in the middle? They didn’t matter… She knew they would never hold a candle to what she could give him, and did give him, for only she had the curves and shape he desired. Only she knew what he wanted in bed and gave it to him in spades, her kinks were his kinks, his desires were hers… But more than that, she also birthed and mothered his children, only she had given birth to two of his children… Only she was carrying his child now, the desire of his heart, the first baby he ever wanted… SHE gave all that to him… And no one else could ever come close… She was trembling when he began to torment her, just feeling that cock sliding along her thigh, up and down her slit as he slicked up that thick head… Would he do it now?... No… Now?... No… He made her wait… Played with her… Tormented her… Made her whimper and moan… Mae her whole body spasm each time she thought he would thrust into her but didn’t… Then The pressure there against her ultra tight opening, making her rock her head back, nails ripping into her own skin as she held her arms behind her back for him… Oh he hurt… Hurt… Hurt… But only in the sweetest, most luscious way ever, that pain was just being… Fulfilled… Completed… Made Whole… She felt the head of his cock pop past her tight little outer ring, making her hiss and whine softly, biting the inside of her lip to try and smother it down… Before he just slammed down into her. Thank the Gods for his hand across her mouth because there was no way NOT To scream at that. She hadn’t been with anyone since that Inn a week ago, not even so much as her own fingers, and her body that always healed exceptionally fast… Always bounced back no matter the damage… Oh she had gone back to nearly virgin tight and to suddenly be speared on his cock? It was hell.. But luscious hell… Sweet, white hot, branding… She cried out against his hand and her scream was muffled, sounds more like a kitten than a full grown woman who just had the biggest cock in the world shoved up into her tight little cunt… When the worst was past and he began to move inside her she had collapsed against the counter in what could only be called rapture… Those sweet little thrusts that slowly built up into harder, deeper, faster strokes… Oh he was building her up beautifully, making her whine and whimper, continuously biting into her lip to try and keep the loudest of cries silent…*
(12:06:19 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *The first in her hair was unexpected, making her mewl out sharply as she was forced to bend, to arch her back so her tits were free of the metal counter and bouncing in time with his thrusts… That tightness forced her ever higher on her toes, making her legs feel as if they were on fire as she struggled to keep her balance, just making everything thrown into a sharper relief… He felt even bigger inside her… Thicker… Harder… Hotter… The thrusts were deeper… Fiercer… Faster… It was like stripping off a layer to reveal the sweet rawness beneath it and she gloried in it. She only wished she didn’t have to be so silent, but the challenge on being quiet was more than thrilling enough, making her work just THAT much harder which in turn made everything that much hotter… Still, she couldn’t hold on forever, he was loving her after all… She could never hold out against him for more than precious token resistance… The harder he fucked her the hotter she got, and when he slapped his ass down against her other cheek, that sharp snap in the air combined with the sweet slick thuds of his hips against her ass… She was going to pop off like a rocket in no time. When she got to that point she couldn’t hold on anymore, her legs buckled as she came, her hand reaching back… Trying to push him away, to spare his jeans, knowing all too well his threat… She had soaked her thighs and his cock alike, collapsing and grateful for his support and the release of her hair, because she was utterly boneless in those moments… He didn’t just stop though, oh no, he pulled her through it clean to the other side… Refusing to let her have just a clean pure drop, no she was built up higher and higher through her orgasm with his continued thrusting, making her release so much stronger and sweeter… When she came down from that high she had a thin stream of drool and blood down the middle of her lip, her eyes were glossy and dreamy, her body as pliant and soft as a fine rag doll… The only thing that snapped her back was him pulling out, leaving her feeling utterly abandoned, empty without that steel rod filling her… She heard him calling her… Good girl… Oh if she were capable of it, she would have preened, she would have fluffed up like a wee little golden bird in pride… With trembling arms she pushed herself up off the counter, her whole body feeling so very weak, shaking and shuddering like a leave in a strong wind… She was turned about with his guidance, lifting, linking her legs behind his back… Her arms went about his neck as she clung to him, panting softly, her head falling against his shoulder…* “I love you…” *She breathed softly, just clinging to him a bit like a kitten would, only lifting her head to look at him… Face to face… Loosing herself in his beautiful grey eyes… She loved him so much it hurt… She wondered if he even knew it… Just how much she would give up for his love… Just to be by his side because of how much he meant to her… He moved in to kiss her then and she instantly submitted to him, parting her split lip, sighing softly against his lips…* “Oh God…” *She cried out softly against his lips, it was so soft, so sweet and slow and gentle… Loving… Just little nips and nibbles… The softest suckling… He was stealing her very soul in that kiss… She just clung to him, burring her fingers in his hair, small little tears trickling down the side of her cheeks as she was just rocked by it all on the whole… It didn’t matter they were in a little bathroom at the world’s biggest drink and food fair, or that they had gotten into a fantastic row a week ago, or the hurt they had caused each other over their lives together… She loved him, and she was so high on that feeling, combined with that white release of orgasmic bliss and the kissing… Knowing he never kissed lightly… Knowing what it meant to him… It was all a very, very potent mix for her, and she surrendered to the tide… Before she knew it she was pressed into the wall, feeling his cock pressing and bobbing between her thighs, just sliding up and down against her soaking wet slit… The kiss broke, shifted, her hair being pulled over her shoulder in a riot of rich golden curls.* “Ace…”*She whispered, wondering, waiting… Though not for long as she felt his lips upon her skin, turning her head to the side, tilting it just right so he had full acess to the delicate ivory column of her neck. That bite shocked her though, made her eyes open wide, a startled gasp followed by a deep throaty moan… She cradled his head there, her fingers softly stroking through his hair, little whimpers and moans sounding from softly parted lips… She was unable to ignore the way his cock was gathering up her cum, slicking it back, coating her ass… Just gathering up more and more of her cum before she felt him shift it… Her pink little star was ready, she wouldn’t lie, she was eager to feel him… Just because she was ready, even eager, didn’t mean it wouldn’t hurt a little…* “Please… Take me… You know I’m yours…” *She whispered before he began to push up against her… She felt him as he released the bite of her neck, knowing without a doubt her delicate skin was going to hold the perfect bruise of his teeth marks, the sweet cool blowing of his breath against her hot skin… Feeling her tight hole begin to part around the head of his cock, making her shiver and gasp hard, those pitched little mewls as her slicked up ass began to gobble up the head of his cock… She felt the first pop, the give as his head slipped inside her, making her rock back against the wall in pleasure… Her nails sunk into his shoulders, sliding up, sinking into his hair as she tugged it softly… Rythmically… Kitten like… She heard every sound of his pleasure, the feel of his lips against her neck in soft loving kisses, along her collar bone… When he was fully in, balls deep, he stilled… Just letting her adjust for a moment… The white hot length of his tongue along her neck that made her shiver and whine even more, her ass tightening around his cock, trembling with pleasure… Up along her jaw… All the way until he stole her lips once more… She kissed him back, feeling those sweet, lazy movements… Adjusting to the invasion… Keeping her relaxed… Aroused… Feeling so safe and wanted in his arms, her breasts pressed flush to his chest, being so sweetly abraded by the slightly rough fabric of his vest… She began to rock with him then, feeling that sweet ball of pleasure building up again, feeling the kiss break off once more as he expressed his pleasure… Only to say she had the most perfect ass, that she herself was perfect… She moved with him, her fingers in his hair, pulling it softly she felt him pumping away inside her ass…* “Cum for your wife Aeson… Cum for you Love…”
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *To say the days were not busy or rough would have been a bit of a lie… After Jacob had gone back home, she felt a bit better that he would have so much time with their children, something he had felt he missed out on so much during the war… She also missed him terribly… She wrote him daily, letting him know of everything going on, sending little doodles of funny little jokes… She send him bits of ribbons for Pia and little paper dolls, little balls and other toys… Things that easily fit into a smallish package… She never let a day go by where he didn’t know just how much she loved him… But when she wasn’t writing him, she was being torn every which way, both Tirithon and those he had set in charge of her wedding though she was nothing more than a slave to their time… She had spent days being measured, measured naked and then in her underwear, measured in her shift and then in dresses… Arms up… Arms Down… Legs Together… Legs in the jeuxt pose of the French quartet… Bending… Standing… Strentching… She had been pricked repeatedly by pins and slapped for moving when she wasn’t supposed to, her wrists red and smarting… She had been forced to try on hundreds of shoes, some so impractical even her sense of fancy was giving them the look of, you have got to be kidding me… Tirithon stopped by often just to torture her, commenting on this or that, putting in his rather heavy two cents with the seamstress and dress maker… They didn’t think her hair was right so they began to cut and shape it, her often blunted cut jobs as she offered her hair to her goddess every year or when she was blessed had left her ends straight but unflattering, so they shaped the ends so it fell rounded and the curls fell a bit more evenly… Her nails were shaped and painted daily, her eyebrows shaped and plucked, her eyelashes dyed because the blond tips weren’t pretty enough… She was told she shouldn’t eat so much that she was going to be fat before her wedding, rolling her eyes at it because it was just another elf pun, though she didn’t take them quite as personally any more… Jacob and Ace loved her curves… The rest of them could go fuck off. She missed Ace though… The sad truth was that those twenty years of him being gone had stacked up against him, and he had a pure mountain of catching up to do, so from dawn to well into dark he was done, and she was left at the mercy of the demons from hell as she called them. Sydel faking as Sybelle couldn’t last two days through the fittings, and she had switched out with Nautilous, which was perhaps better in a way. They tended to focus more on the blond god of sex and left poking at her as a last resort on those days, and in truth, it had settled a lot of dirt between them… Perhaps… Even fostered a little understanding… Sydel was gone today, and so was Nautilous, and she knew well why… Sydel needed a specific diet when she was pregnant, and normal food wasn’t going to cut it, so Nautilous took her on what he called ranges… Nice long rides… The fact that five or six people went missing on those days? Totally unnoticed… Tirithon was so far enchanted with his skillful ass kissing that Nautilous could do no wrong, so much so that one of the men who had dared to speak out against Nautilous at one of the meetings Tirithon had taken him to, well lets just say that man had a stiff neck… Iron spikes will do that to a person… For her today though… She had a day off… Their wedding was two days away, she would pick her dress the day after tomorrow, and from there? She had nothing to do but to walk down the isle… Today was a day off… She had gone to Tirithon with Nautilous in her shadow, on bended knee to sweetly plead with him, stroking all those places she remembered he loved… Asking him to please allow her and Ace to just have a day together, that it would be good for the people to see them out in public, to reinforce their feelings of elation that Tirithon himself had stirred in them… What better way to assure them of their next ruler and the strong Koehler line than to allow the soon to be married couple out and about? And, since she had stroked him and his ego, even gently clasping his hand so she seems so very small and helpless to him… He had agreed. She had thanked him repeatedly, affluently, and had taken the rest of that day to plan something just for her and Ace… By the Gods, she hadn’t even been touched by him since the carriage… Just to put into effect… She, a woman who didn’t go a day without either Ace or Jacob, sometimes both… Had been almost an entire week without so much as a kiss… Ace was worn out and so exhausted when he got back she could barely get him into the bath with a brandy and a smoke, rubbing him down and letting him vent the entire time, giving him feed back or her thoughts when he asked, and then into bed he went and fell into such a deep sleep it was almost a revere of its own. She had just… Handled things herself… And that was simply what was done… Today though… They had a chance… And she had planned it all very, very thoroughly! It was just the perfect time of year too, and after she had bought their tickets and arranged their transportation, setting out his outfit and selecting her own… She woke up with a hope and a prayer for them to… Just be together again… She woke before him and left him a note beside his side of the bed, a cup of tea with a warming spell on it and his favorite sugar biscuit to hold him over, along with a morning cigarette. The note would read:
“To My Ace of Hearts-
I stole you a day off today… Come find me…” *At the bottom was a sweetly curled R, along with a red kiss, the hints of her perfume lingering on the page… The sweet scent of jasmine and citrus with notes of patchouli and myrrh… She herself would be where he knew to find her… In the room with the golden lions, having had cleaned it up and removed much of the old dust and furnishings, it was more like a little love nest than a forgotten room… It had a proper bed in it with furs and sheets, a table and mirror and clock there so they could get cleaned up and an eye on the time, a set of clothes for them both in the event their passions had caused things to rip… Though none of it had been used yet… She herself was getting ready in there though, she had taken a long hot bath and was glowing with beauty, her skin soft and oiled until it resembled only the finest satin… Pale and beautiful with its little hints of rose pink… Her hair fell in beautiful messy curls, held up on the sides with two simple gold combs, falling all down her back and over her shoulders… Her lips full and plush and that perfect shade of red…*
(07:15:04 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *Silverthorn was treating her body well at least… They made sure she bathed twice a day, her skin was always oiled and lotioned up so she was so soft to the touch it would drive a man wild, glowing with a soft pearlescent sheen that suited her beautifully… Her hair was long and softer than mink, it never tangled or caught, the curl and bounce to it utter perfection itself… She never took care of herself like this back home, her work at temple and at home, plus being a mother meant that she took care of herself last… Here it was no such thing… She knew she was as beautiful as she possibly could be and that was all so on her wedding day Silverthorn could boast it’s ass off. She was going a bit out of her style today though… Normally she was a fan of whites and reds and blacks lately, but today she wore a dress of the softest shade of sky blue, a deep plunging V down the front revealed the high rounds of her breasts and a good deal of the under swell as well… No bra… Her shoulders were bare and the straps of her dress rested on the very ends of the rounds of her shoulders, running down into tight fitted sleeves that ended in a sweet point over her knuckles, showing off how small and slender her hands were. The bodice was tight fitting, skin tight even, so much so that any corset work or such other things would be visible… Instead there was just the little hollow of her belly button before the dress flared out over her hips, falling in sweet angular pleats down around her ass, revealing the beautiful shape of her rounded hips and thighs before the rest of her was hidden… It was a beautiful dress, truly it looked divine on her, just elegant… She had on a pair of comfortable ballerina under it, the same color as her dress with cream colored lace up the tops to keep her feet warm, the traps coming up her claves to bow off on the outside of each knee… She wore her wedding band and her engagement rings, her ears held two simple pearl earrings, and a single pearl drop necklace… That was it… She was dressed and done… Simply waiting now for Ace to find her, their tickets held in her hand, her toes tapping softly as she waited him eagerly.*
(07:48:16 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. and just where had he been? Or perhaps the question should have been where hadn’t he been?.. being tugged from place to place.. his Father having organised a daily outing to somewhere in particular.. a certain leader needed to be met with.. paper work needed to be signed before a varied amount of witnesses.. there was still some wedding preparations he had to tend to though it would seem most of that was being handled elsewhere and by others.. over the past week or so he had been lucky to catch a glimpse of her for maybe the span of an hour.. by the time he did get in of an evening it was dreadfully late and he was dead on his feet.. the whisky and the cigarette just topped him off.. so when he did finally hit the pillows he was out of it.. completley and utterly so and for hours even.. generally gone before she had even woke up.. this time though.. on this one occasion it was different.. he didn’t hear her early rise.. he didn’t catch her leaving notes or clothing.. or even leaving.. nothing of the sort.. stiring then beneath the covers.. he rolled over flat on his stomach there.. groaning quietly as he lifted his head.. oh his muscles were sore.. he just fucking ached all over from being stuck on that damn horse for as long as he had been.. he turned his head.. figuring he would see her resting there peacefully beside him.. that was the one blessing he had.. was waking up to her every morning.. even if he couldn’t stick around to see her rise.. but on this one occasion.. she wasn’t there.. he was on his own.. his brow rose.. he slowly moved to sit upright as he rubbed at his cheeks.. his eyes and his chin.. he sat there in little more than a pair of shorts.. lazily looking about the room there through half lidded eyes.. - .. just where have you gotten to?.. .. he would question.. a sleep filled chuckle sounding as his hands slid back through his hair.. reaching to rub against the back of his neck before they would tumble back down to his lap.. the note caught his attention.. he reached across.. drawing it open.. his head tilting as he caught her penmanship.. Ah!.. a day off intriguing..and a riddle no less.. he stroked his fingers along his facial hair there.. along his strong jawline before he placed the note down.. the corners of his lips twitching.. a small hint of a smile appearing there before he chuckled and he moved to slide out of the bed.. the tea was picked up first.. drawing it in close as he took a few sips from its sweetened contents.. it soothed his throat almost instantly.. taking away the extra added croak from his voice.. drawing open the window shade there.. allowing what little sunlight there was to shine through as he lit up the end of that cigarette.. taking a drag from it as he sagged against the cill.. a breathy groan sounding.. from deep down within.. oh that was smooth.. perfectly so.. it would fog up his mind just enough but not so much that he would become vague and stupid.. he enjoyed the cigarette.. the cup of tea there.. before he noticed the clothing layed out on the bed.. tilting his head he moved to approach.. glancing upon it properly.. another amused chuckle sounded as he shook his head- .. Always and forever prepared my dear.. always and forever.. .. he rubbed his lips together.. moving toward the basin as he wiped down his face.. just more or less giving himself a bit of a clean up.. nothing too thorough its not like he’d been playing in mud the night before.. just a touch of a freshener.. a couple of dabs of his cologne then before he would slide into those slacks.. the shirt.. tucked in.. the buttons fastened closed.. the tie sliding into place.. the vest and jacket following soon after that.. he tugged down upon the lapels.. the hemlines.. making sure everything was straight.. he paused there as he stepped down into his boots.. curious as to just where she might have been.. though he had a few ideas.. the first was indeed the room with the golden lions.. it took a bit of moving about.. a few walkways.. a couple of corridors and a stair case or two before he came upon the hidden door.. giving it a nudge.. quietly.. making sure he wasn’t followed before he moved to step into the same space she herself was waiting within.. his hands had risen to rake back through his hair.. only just realising he hadn’t actually put a comb to it.. so he would have had that adorable dishevelled look to him in those moments- .. Found you.. .. he chuckled and nodded- .. Mind telling me just how you ended up getting me a day off then?.. It’s certainly not like my Father to simply allow us holidays wenever we feel like it.. .. he slowly moved to approach her.. only just now as he moved out of the surrounding shadows allowing himself the pleasure of seeing just what she had on.. that beautiful.. that stunning blue off the shoulder dress.. he swallowed.. it would have been clear to see his reaction.. his heart took a bit of a tumble.. - .. Well.. now don’t we look.. like fucking perfection today.. where did you get that dress!.... he came up to her there.. still perhaps a little cautious.. unsure on how she was going to react to him after what had happened between them both.. but his hands.. warm.. soft and still a little weathered came up to cradle her cheeks.. to tilt her head to look up to him as he looked down to her- .. perfection.. .. he’d whisper there as he leant in to press his lips to her forehead- ..
(09:15:48 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She knew the work was wearing on him… Even when he had been at his worst, even when he was getting off of the opium, he had never been half as tired as Tirithon was running him… He didn’t get any time for himself, not a chance to relax outside of the bath before bed, and though she made sure he had his favorite whiskey and cigarette… There was still only so much she could do to help relieve his stress… She missed him and she wondered sometimes if he felt the same, though she had no idea that he watched her while she slept, it would have warmed her heart a little to know that even when he was so warn down… He still thought of her… With him in mind, she planned a date for them, something she thought they desperately needed… So she had begged and pleaded with Tirithon, stroking his ego, playing him up as she used to… Using every remembered trick to allow them just ONE day… One day before their wedding to be able to just be together… Though she knew it was a long shot she was still grateful that Tirithon agreed, she had planned a whole day for them out, little points of interest while making sure to leave plenty of room for impromptu impulses and general fun… She had picked her dress with care, the one of the many designs picked for her, Tirithon stating her things from Arvandor were too… Provincial… Though she loved all of her dresses she had brought with her… She had to admit… These were quite nice too… They fit better because they spent longer measuring her, so much so they knew the exact change of space it took for her to inhale and exhale, meaning everything fit her like a dream… She didn’t like so much so that they often needed her to wear next to nothing underneath, like this dress that was stunning yet simple, free from any embroidery or gemwork… It was also completely strapless so she could wear no bra beneath, yet the saving grace was the perfect fit, it kept everything just so… A bit naked it left her feeling, but she felt incredibly feminine too, so it was a bit of a toss up… At the very end of it all? She looked the part of a Princess at least… No one could doubt that. He however wouldn’t be the prince today though, she had set out an outfit of his from Arvandor, his own clothes in his own style… She thought he might enjoy the break from all the three piece suits and furs and embroidery, all that foppery that thought it looked nice, was so far from Ace himself that it was almost sad in a funny sort of way… She hoped he liked it, that his old jeans and boots might help him feel a little more himself, a little less like a foot caught in a too tight shoe… She knew too from the note he would find her soon enough, there were only a few places here that she called her own, places where she felt safe… Her old room that Tirithon along with Ryker had kept up for her, the abandoned hothouse gardens within the giant glass house, and then this room… Their room… Probably the one place in the entire castle that was truly theirs, that was important to them, that held precious and fragile memories… It was hard to get to if you didn’t know the way, and far too easy to get lost in it because of the various hidden doors and multiple passage ways, so it was the safest place for them to meet in secret too… Though she hadn’t expected him to find her so quickly though, the day was promising to be bright and sunny, even a little warm without a drop of snowfall. She thought he might figure her in the garden first… Though she was still glad he found her so easily… She turned around when she heard his voice, looking over her shoulder at him only to give him a radiant, loving smile that reached well into her eyes.* “You did! Much quicker than I thought… Perhaps I should get better at hiding then?” *She teased softly, glad to see him wearing the clothes she had laid out for him, it was always a bit of a gamble to pick out his outfits. He was a fashionable man, her Ace, and he did not let just anyone pick his personal clothing style. He looked… So much more like himself… More… Comfortable… Even a little happy… He had asked how she managed to give them a day off, he knew better even than she that Tirithon was not entirely a giving person even at the best of times, and to get a day off so close to the wedding date had indeed been something of a miracle. Not without a cost though, of course. The man did not work on charity.* “I bribed him, of course… He was feeling rather ill yesterday when I ran into him on my way to fetch something. I sat and played for him, sand him a few songs, gave him his wine and the medicine from his physician… I basically babied him and then begged him very sweetly to give us a day off… I never get to see you anymore… Just an hour before bed if that and your so worn down and tired my heart breaks for you…” *Nautilous had been with her the whole time too so she hand been safe… Or at least as safe as she could be, she knew it was a delicate balancing act right now, and she had to give Tirithon some things or all would go to hell… Nautilous just made sure he didn’t go too far… She wasn’t about to tell Ace that Tirithon had demanded her to sit in his lap so he could lay his head on her chest and just breath her in while he fondled her ass. Nautilous was ever ready to step in and stop it, but the moment he did, Tirithon would loose a bit of respect for him and that would close off their line of defense against any plots he had… It was… Not pleasant no but… She had also known first had how much worse it could be… Tirithon just wanted to fondle and cuddle, he was getting sicker by the day, and being around her… Gave him back something from their past… A bit of the solace and happiness he felt with her… His obsession returning in leaps and bounds… She accepted it because she knew it wouldn’t be too much longer, because if Tirithon was happy she had a better chance to spend time with Ace, to keep them all free from his moods… Her smile grew when he came out of the shadows and looked at her where she sat, the sunlight coming in to bounce along her curls, to shimmer and shine and make them glow with their own golden light. She thought she looked rather fetching too for once, something she was perhaps starting to make herself admit, to build up her own self worth before everyone gnawed on her for not having any…*
(09:16:04 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: “Your Father… He went through my trunks and stated that everything was too provincial and country for him, so he has them all stored away and has had a new one made for me… Hence the thousand pin pricks of seamstress wrath I have had over the week… I admit they are beautiful dresses and they fit me better than anything else, this is the first one finished and I wanted to take you out on a date while I wore it, I know you love to see me in pretty dresses…” *And he had, for as long as they had been together, he always gave her sage advice on what looked good on her and what did not… When she was dressed up he always voiced his appreciation for what she wore, and if she wore colors, even more so… He closed the little distance between them, and she knew he was struggling again, a part of him probably would for some time… He hated that he had struck her, even though she told him the truth, that she had deserved it. She hadn’t listened, too caught up in her own mess, her own sadness and anger and hate… She had felt slighted and abandoned and generally poor, and she had pushed and prodded him, wanting him to hurt too. Even if it was not right… She had still pushed him to that place. No one had done it but her. She reached up to gently take his hands, to cradle them in her own as he cupped her cheeks, sighing softly at the warm kiss to her forehead.* “You look quite a stunner yourself Ace…” *She said, waiting for him to step back before she would stand, patting down her skit a little before she would hand him his ticket… These things were hard to come by, even royalty had to call in a favor or know someone who knew someone to get in, so the fact that she had managed to sneak two was a bit of a wonder… This was a once every fifty years event, hosted by the Dwarves up in the mountains, deep within one of the very old halls that had been used for eons… It was a tasting party, not for wine or cheese, but for all sorts of alcoholic brews across all races… This included specialty cheeses, aged meats and fruits, and all manner of delicacies that are rarely ever known except for the most special of occasions… Some of these drinks were going to be so rare, so well ages, that they would be talked about for generations to come… And she knew very well how much Ace loved his fine and specialty liquors. It was exactly what they needed, a chance to get away and have fun, to spoil themselves and enjoy an incredibly rare treat.* “Moonglow Fair… Have you heard of it? It’s very rare, only happens every fifty years or so, but it is one of the grandest events in Arboreal…” *She herself hadn’t heard of it till very recently, and only because during one of the THOUSAND bloody lunches she had to take with this and that important such and so had she even heard of it, and when she heard how rare the tickets were… She had nearly despaired… Still, she had gone into town to purchase one, only to find a blessedly familiar face among the group… It was the very same dwarf party that she and Sybelle had run into in Seabring, the group they had such a jolly fun time with, flirting and flashing and teasing as they lead them all over town. They had instantly struck up a conversation, filling them in on her babies and Sybelles own impending child, hearing a few more puns and jokes about the glorious healing properties of elvish breasts. She and Sybelle had been more than a little randy fun with them, and the very bottle of whiskey she had gotten Ace that day which had been quite rare, had cost her a shotglass full of breastmilk for the main dwarf. After more than a bit of teasing and flirting she had asked about the tickets and if she might purchase a set, her soon to be husband Prince Ace and she desperately wanted to go, but weren’t sure if any were left… That of course instantly opened up the bargaining table, though the first bid was outrageously expensive! She couldn’t pay it with the gold she had brought, and she wouldn’t touch any of Silverthorn gold, she wanted this to be a present from herself. They haggled more and more, the price going down, but the favors going up, and after an hour of heated negotiations they all came away with a happy outcome. The cost of it though, well, that was her secret! After much hugging and laughter, she had made her way back with tickets in hand, and easily the envy of any warm blooded man in all of Silverthorn and beyond.* “I… I thought you might enjoy a day to be yourself… Just… Taking a bit of time to enjoy all the fine liquors and foods Arboreal has to offer… I hear they have a whiskey there over a thousand years old that they are letting people sample… Would you like to go with me Ace?” *She said with a soft smile, reaching out to take his hands in hers for a moment, gently linking their fingers.* “We don’t have to go, but if you do, I have the travel all ready organized… We should be out of here soon though so we can make it in time…”
(16:10:16 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..she had surprised him on this one occasion..he had woken expecting her to be there as she had been since they arrived.. resting there so comfortably upon her side.. away for all intents and purposes from the world.. but this time no.. he woke up alone.. curiously with a nice hot cup of tea beside him and a note.. his cothing all layed out.. items that he had actually owned.. not the prince garb that was pretty much a requirement to wear in Silverthorn.. it was his very own clothing.. stuff that was comfortable ..that fit him fairly well and was still yet quite stylsh.. for his standards anyway.. he liked it.. so being able to put it on was quite a treat.. he had slipped into those jeans.. the shirt.. the vest and jacket..tugging down upon the cuffs and hemline.. sliding that belt into place.. his scent was a mixture of that sweet cologne of his.. his cigarette and the sweet tea upon his breath.. he plucked up that biscuit before he moved to step out into the hall.. catching the eye of a few of the guards.. a help maid here and there.. gathering that yes.. he ight well have looked like he was ‘slumming it’ to the usual standards but nothing would ever dared be said .. she had left him a note asking him to find her.. it took him a few guesses to figure on where she might be.. but the first place she was going to check out was indeed the room with the lions.. and low and behold.. he was right.. there she was in all her stunning beauty.. a perfectly fitted blue gown that may as well have been painted on it just fit her so extremely well.. he asked her how on earth she had managed to get them time off.. or him at the very least.. he had been worked so hard to the bone lately he barely had a moment to himself let alone to spend with her.. her response had his head tilting a little to the left.. before he laughed.. - .. you bribed him?.... curious he was indeed as to what she meant by that.. afterall it could have been taken so many wrong ways.. but she went on to explain that she had looked after him.. babied him so to speak.. getting his Father in high spirits so that he would be more amenable to her request ..he couldn’t help the smile there.. the one that was causing the corners of his lips to twitch a little.. he moved to approach her then.. telling her she looked like a vision of perfection.. his warm slightly smooth fingers reaching up to cradle her cheeks as he brushed his lips to her forehead.. he felt her hands settling beneath his.. before he took her fingers.. intertwining them with his own as he stood there before her.. just looking down to her in wonder.. in complete and utter wonder at how she managed to do all of this on her own.. how she just knew so much.. he was in awe of her.. when it came to all things.. she commented that his Father had gone through her things and he exhaled and nodded.. he knew Tirithon would which is why he had warned her before they arrived.. - .. I do, you are indeed correct.. I love to see you in pretty dresses.. or.. sacks.. or.. nothing at all.. .. he chuckled and nodded.. releasing her hands.. motioning for her to do a bit of a twirl so he could get a better look.. though as she would have turned her back to him he would have stepped in and caught her.. his arms wrapping around her from behind.. his chin coming down to her shoulder there.. giving her the view of the small stained glass window that was before her.. his lips pressed to the delicate round of her shoulder.. that sweet spot there at the nook of her neck- .. I have missed you.. .. he whispered.. almost inaudibly as he held her there for a moment or two longer.. just needing to do this.. just this.. just for now.. he asked her just what they were going to be up to.. just what she had in mind on this momentous of occasions.. I mean.. days off were rare.. his brow rose when she mentioned the Moonglow Fair though- .. I have indeed heard of it.. never actively been though, gaining access to such an affair is near in to impossible.. I remember Father going when I was a kid.. a couple of times.. but naturally we were never allowed to go.. and I’ve been away from here for most of my adult life.. .. his brows furrowed a little - .. are you trying to tell me you managed to weasel your way into getting tickets to one of the most lucrative events happening? Mmm?.. and are you going to tell me How you managed to get those in your hot little hands?.... he would whisper there against her shoulder..- .. or is this going to be one of those cases where.. it’s a need to know basis.. mm?.... he laughed a little there before he released his hold upon her.. - .. You thought correct.. I will enjoy a day to myself.. not being told to do things.. or having to ride off to god knows where.. .. he felt her fingers intertwining with his..- .. you just need to lead on princess.... he motioned to her then- .. and I will follow
(16:58:24 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Considering the more than a little dark and twisted history she herself had with Tirithon, she wouldn’t have blamed him for his mind making a couple of jumps, that was a logical thing. Plus what Tirithon was usually after according to the witnessing of all and sundry, were women. Beautiful yes, but still women, and Tirithon only wanted one thing from them. Usually. But she hadn’t come to the castle just to be a bed mate, despite the fact the man was a whore to the extreme, he did occasionally want something more than sex. Yes, he got handsy, but he hadn’t gone beyond palming her ass. She had sang to him a few different songs, stroked his ego and played him up, made it out like it was his idea… And in the end she had won that hard pressed victory. She had explained what she had done and his response was perfect… That little smile… It had her hands resting on her hips even as she sat, a brow cocked over those stunning green and gold eyes, her head tilting to the side a bit.* “And what, Might I ask, are you smiling about?” *Smiling with a little laugh in her voice, honestly that little flickering smile was beautiful, she just loved it… He had come in and held her gently, kissing her forehead before asking about the dress, telling him the little story behind it. At least Tirithon had not thrown away her dresses, he just made it so she couldn’t get to them, locking them up in her trunk somewhere out of her reach. She could have them all back when she left, so at least she still had that, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t fond of her new dresses… They fit like a dream without a doubt, she just wasn’t the most font person of the actual measuring itself, it was heavy and even painful work. Still, she knew he liked her in pretty things, and especially if he got her into something with color as that was a little rare for her. So the sky blue of this one was indeed a treat, plus it was silk which was again, another bit of rare for her… He had her laughing softly at his little comment there, about sacks, or even nothing at all..* “Your still ever my rogue, aren’t you Ace? You’ve certainly seen me in all three, you devil, and ripped more than a few.” *Some of her favorite dresses had been shredded beneath his hands, not that she minded a whole lot to be honest, the act afterwards was so pleasurable she barely had time to remember her own name… She stood up at his request and had gone to perform her little swirl, just a slow rotation that showed the slight drag of the fabric on the old carpets, making sure that her shoes never showed. She wasn’t expecting the sudden embrace at all, a soft gasp falling from her lips, though her hands came down to rest over his as she leaned back against him a little… The view of the snow laden inner courtyard, the multitude of trees and buried flower beds, hedges snuggled up under a blanket of white… It was beautiful if just a little sad… She leaned her head against his, the scent of his cologne coming up to tease along her senses, causing her to breath deeply and sigh softly… He always smelled so good… Something rich and sweet and still a little dark… A little musky… Smokey… It was heavenly… The kiss to that sweet little nook made her shiver in his hold, her knees drawing in just a little, her toes curling under… Oh by the Goddess… It had been so long since she last felt such a thing… True, a week might seem like nothing to some, but to her it had been more than long enough to make her nerves twang a little… She just savored the little thrills that jolted through her system, the little electric pulses that went up and down her spine, pooling in dark secret places.* “Goddess knows I have missed you too… I hate that our days are limited to just an hour before bed, and even then you are so worn out it is the best we can do to get you showered, and even then that’s on a need only basis sometimes…” *Some nights it was a run down with a cloth and then out like a light… Nights when she had to pace to calm down or unwind, when she felt a little locked up, a little caged… Still… They were ok… They just really needed today… She curled in a little closer to him, her fingers linking with his, giving them a soft squeeze… Turning her head just a little to press her lips to his temple in a soft kiss. He then asked what she might wish to do with him today, and she told him of the fair, the things she had heard… Once she had heard of it there was no way she couldn’t try to get them in, even if it was hard and a lot of work, she thought it would just be the best thing for them… A day to just be Rose and Ace… A date.. And the funny thing was? They didn’t actually ever get a date… So this was doubly needed. * “One of the women at the last luncheon was going mad for it… Wouldn’t stop talking it up. Once I heard her out though I found it was just too good sounding to resist, and I had to head into town to see if we might be able to get a set of tickets, my by the Goddess the cost was staggering… I know how much you love your whiskey and really, you do so little for yourself, especially when you are working so hard…” *She just wanted him to have fun, to have a good time, to relax just a little bit. She had no idea that Tirithon had gone to them before though, yet at the same time it made sense really, why wouldn’t he? She giggled softly in his arms at his teasing, turning her head just a little, looking at his lush dark head of hair as she spoke.* “My good Sir! It is most certainly a need to know basis! A lady never tells her secrets after all.” *She smiled before she was released, turning around so she might face him, her fingers linking with his as she told him she just… Wished to give him a day to himself… A chance to just be Ace.* “Most days you come home smelling like a centaur… I began to start craving carrots because of you! But honestly… Let me do this for us… We both need to get away for a little while…”*She said, and as he told her to lead, so she did. She would guide them out of the room, both of them ever careful, ever cautious about their one little hidey hole of privacy… Through the various hidden doors and hallways later, they were out in the main courtyard, leading him to a rather…. Odd looking contraption. A carpet… In the middle of the snow… She turned her head and smiled brightly at him.* “The event is in the mountains, and neither of us wants to ride, so I thought… Why not a flying carpet?”
(17:29:53 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *The carpet didn’t exactly seem terribly grand, it was bit enough to seat them plus two if there was a need for such, some rather warn down tassles at the corners and even a little… Moth eaten? Still, with all that there, the deep jewel blue and gold pattern on it were nice… She had already asked the owner to set up the drop off and delivery locations, wanting this to be a bit of one of those auto pilot things, where she and Ace could just relax and enjoy the rare sunny weather in all this white. Besides, a flight there like this would take about a half hour at the longest, but by carriage at least a few hours… She was personally hoping to get there early… If they arrived before the main crush, they had a better chance to see everything that was on offer, to pick out the best places to go and see… She also wanted to make sure nothing there was going to make her terribly ill, for though she had ginger cubes to help with any upset, it would still be better to be able to enjoy it all… She hadn’t really had a single upset though since the Inn, so perhaps it had just been a fluke, perhaps something not meat related but otherwise had made her sick. Who knew? All she was aware of was that aside from that one episode… Nothing else had happened. She would take his hand in hers with a bit of almost child like glee, skipping backwards as she watched him, wanting to see his face… To wonder what he thought of it, to read any thoughts that might flicker and cross his beautiful grey eyes… Would he like it? Or was he afraid of flying? Or would he think it was a bit too showy? Or not enough? It was always a bit of a guess with him, but then again, that made it fun… The never knowing part always had her heart skipping about just a little bit.* “I know it’s a little silly, I do, but really… It’s SO sunny today! There’s no snow, no wind, just a nice warm glow everywhere… Why spend it locked up in a carriage? Plus with all the riding you have done, I though the last thing you would want to do was cozy up to another horse.” *She said with a bright, warm, happy little giggle before they arrived at the carpet express… She spoke a few words with the man waiting there, the owner of such a rare and magical little tool of transportation, smiling softly and a few little hand gestures… She then moved onto the carpet, taking a bit of a turn there to make sure her skirts were straight before she would settle down onto the soft, surprisingly warm contraption. She patted the space next to her, her signal for him to patter ono the rug beside her, making sure he had room without her skirts being in the way. Once he was sat and settled, and she herself secure, the blue and gold carpet would rise straight up, turning so they were facing the rising sun for a little while… Just showing off the beautiful glittering sea, the dolphins jumping and diving, seals on the rocks… A beautiful view before they turned and made their way towards the mountains in the not too far distance, making a clean easy flight, never dipping or rocking… Simply gliding along as soft little puffs of wind played with them so very high up.* “I have heard a lot about this fair in the last day, but I don’t really know anything about it, I didn’t pick up any flyers or pamphlets… I fear I forgot to… I think we will just have to make it into a little sort of an adventure, finding out what is where, and the best places… Is there something in specific you wanted to look at? They have, at least from what I heard…” *She paused, her face wrinkling up a little bit in thought, her brows drawing in as she began to count things off on her fingers… Trying to recall all she had heard but sadly, most of the womans ramblings had gone in one ear and out the other as she drank more tea than a chinaman at these things anymore…* “Let me see… Bourbons… Whiskeys… Cogniacs… Rum… Gin… Tequilla… Vodka…Brandy… ahhh… Let me think… 500 different kinds of beers and ales, ranging from the very palest to one that they said was so thick that your spoon can stand straight up in it! Several kinds of honey meads made from some reportedly very rare ingredients… A thousand different wines I think… All from different fruits and vineyards… Different mixes… Oh dear… What else?... Oh.. They have a special area that is just for the Drows! They have a little show casing for their wines and cigarettes, as well as some very rare and expensive fish samples they said… Good goddess Uhm…” *She was trying so very hard to recall everything she had heard from the moment she paid attention but by the Goddess herself she was having just a little bit of a hard time.* “I know that, at the very least, every race in Arboreal as well a some humans have stands there… And there is of course a lot of very rare food tasting as well, from exotic animals to specially ages cheeses, hard to find fruits and spices… Plus… And I don’t know if this is true or not, after all most of the girls are just talk and such, but one of them said that there is a special little both that supposedly… And I say supposedly… Has this one vintage that is without a name… It isn’t even categorized, but supposedly it glows with a golden light and smells like some sort of impossibly beautiful flower, and that one drink of this liquor gives you the ability to see spirits and to get glimpses of the future! All sounds a bit fun, don’t you think?”
(07:07:06 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..he had gotten her to do that little spin there.. motioning to her that he desired to see this stunning dress she had on in all its glory.. though when she got half way through her turn he swooped in and slid his arms around her.. drawing her back in against her chest.. his chin to her shoulder ..she seemed to melt into him there.. resting her head to his shoulder.. he pressed his lips gently to the round of her shoulder.. that sweet spot there right at the nook of her neck.. hearing that softened sigh.. he whispered how much he had missed her.. right there to her ear.. and he had.. he truly had missed her.. though he still felt hesitant around her.. just as if he needed to watch himself.. watch his actions and his words.. and his anger.. she spoke of how much she missed him also and how much she hated that their days were just limited to an hour or so before bed.. and even then what with how tired he was.. he nodded a little.. squeezing her just that tighter- .. I know.. I know.. not for much longer.. I assure you.. we will leave soon.. I promise.. ..he knew she wasn’t terribly happy having to spend her days with the castle staff.. how she was being poked and prodded .. measured and stuck with pins and needles.. how she was having to mingle with Nautilous and Sydel.. and then of course there was his Father.. the fact he had been taken away from the castle as much as he had been meant the pair of them were closer.. and he didn’t like it.. even though he knew Nautilous would be watching her like a hawk.. he just had such a horrible feeling something was going to happen.. something was going to go wrong and he wouldn’t be here to stop it.. his lids half closed when she turned her head and he felt her soft warm lips pressing to his temple..he asked her then what she had planned since she organised this whole affair.. finding out just how she managed to get the time off in the first place had him laughing.. cheeky she most certainly was.. and yet still so very resourceful..she told him about the event.. the fair that happened only very rarely and he knew full well how hard it was to obtain tickets to it.. so hearing she had gotten them in her hot little hands certainly made his brow rise..he asked her then just how she had managed to gain admittance to such an affair or was it on a need to know basis.. her laughter made the corners of his lips twitch.. Oh it was just precious and it had been a little while since he had heard it up close.. let alone because of something he himself had said .. he prodded her sides a little when she said it was on a need to know and that a lady never told her secrets.. he even went so far as to lightly tickle her sides before he released her properly.. turning her about to she was facing him.. their fingers linking.. he gave her hand a little squeeze..he nodded when she said she wished to just give him a day.. to himself- .. it sounds wonderful.. and I think we both could do with a little time.. away from all.. .. he motioned up in the air with a gesture- .. of this.. all of the proper pushing and shoving.. just.. you and I.. .. he stepped in then.. his right hand rose to cradle her cheek.. - .. no agenda.. no lists.. no rules.. no instructions.. just.. existing.. .. he spoke softly.. just looking to her there.. his steel grey eyes wandering over her features.. lingering a little longer upon those striking emerald circlets.. finding himself always and often to easily lost in those pools.. he told her to lead the way and she most certainly did.. down through the secret little passages.. the stairs.. the doors.. the chamber switches until they made their way out into one of the side court yards.. not out the front.. they didn’t need any unwanted attention.. just them.. thankfully since it was still quite early most of everyone were either still asleep or just slowly only now rising.. so the place was still.. quiet.. peaceful.. he felt the chill of the air as they moved out.. he glanced around a little.. squinting a touch when his eyes needed to adjust to the light change before he caught a glimpse of the carpet square there.. his brow rose- .. what do we have here then?.... he released her hand as his arms lifted to cross there about his chest.. rubbing his fingers across his chin as he watched her move toward an attendant there.. he was clearly amused.. chuckling quietly.. she spoke on neither of them wanting to ride.. so why not a flying carpet.. he was indeed quite curious as to just how this contraption worked.. not something he had actively participated in before.. sure he knew of their existence but it wasn’t something he had went out and actually asked for.. his arms uncrossed and his hands slid down hooking his thumbs into his pockets as he watched her converse with the owner.. watching as she settled down to sit there after smoothing out the back of her dress.. motioning for him to join her.. he moved across.. stepping onto the slightly tattered looking rug as he settled down to sit upon it beside her there- .. this is all rather novel.. and quite different.. .. he shifted there till he was comfortable or as comfortable as he could be given they were upon a carpet..his hand had come down to rest there atop her own.. and when the carpet actually began to lift his fingers curled in a bit tighter.. his brows drew in a little.. perhaps he was a touch startled by it?.. was it maybe an ounce of fear?.. he cleared his throat.. his attention seemed to shift between the patterns upon the carpet.. to her.. and back again.. he never took in the scenery around them.. certainly never looked at it.. she spoke on having heard a lot about the fair.. but that she didn’t know a lot about it.. that picking up a pamphlet or flyer was not something she had thought about- .. I don’t know a lot about it myself no.. . he shook his head
(07:07:17 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: - .. only that it is on every so often.. quite rarely.. and its very hard to get into.. so you’ve done well to get this far indeed.. .. he shook his head when she asked if there was something specific he wanted to look at- .. I don’t really know whats there to ask for anything in particular love.. so I cant help you there I’m afraifd.. .. she rattled off the different types of liquor that would be available.. the beers and ales.. the spirits.. the honey meads.. the wines and fruits.. he rolled his neck when she mentioned the Drow.. nodding his head.. it would always be a sore point.. their liquor made his desire for opium harder.. their scent assaulted his sense in a way that was akin to running nails down a chalk board.. and that chalk board being his nerves she spoke about the last one.. the little booth without name.. how it held a vintage that glowed like golden light and smelt like a flower.. and how one drink of it gave the person the ability to see spirits and obtain glimpses of the future.. he chuckled and nodded- .. Oh I tell you.. when I drink to much I believe I too can see spirits sometimes.. .. he laughed.. and it was true.. hallucinating was nothing new.. though the future remark was certainly intriguing.. he gave her hand a light squeeze there- .. this ought to be all very.. very interesting.. above all I’m just glad to be spending the day with you.. everything else is just a bonus
(12:02:00 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *The request for a spin was new from him, and it was only natural that she oblige, plus what woman didn’t enjoy the feeling of someone she loves wanting to see? That was, after all, a bit of the point in getting dressed up. More than that though?... Just being held in his arms felt so wonderful… She was perhaps a little starved for that kind of attention, his work and all the running about, her own constant dates and tea and measuring’s… They really never got to see each other, and it came on the tail end of something that she knew was bothering him, she saw it in the little things… She didn’t push it, she didn’t pursue it, possibly because she didn’t know how… She just let it go, tried to support him at the end of the day as best she could, to be his shoulder and his sounding board for everything being dropped in his lap… She sighed and melted against him, unable to resist it, the smell of his cologne just teasing along her senses as his warmth soaked into her back…The little warm kiss to her neck, well that didn’t help very much, feeling those warm lush little tingles wash all over her skin from the contact… Of course, the whisper of his deep pitchy voice against her ear just made it worse, made her draw her knees in a bit... She missed him… Everything… They used to be so much closer but everything here was putting up ugly walls between them, like a gardened putting up hedges between plots, and though they could see over it… Getting to one another was now growing difficult and tricky… She felt they had to have today, she was more than a little exhausted and fed up with people trying to put them into places like pieces belonging in slots, like puzzles to be finished…* “I know… Just a little while longer…” *Tirithon seemed to be getting sicker by the day… As if now that Ace was back and the future of the kingdom was assured, what ever had been holding Tirithon together was gone, the disease making rapid progress through his body despite the physicians best efforts… Sometimes one can not beat fate, no matter how strong they are, or how big of a stick they carry… It was why he sent Ace out every day, surely, to make sure all was done before he died? She honestly didn’t think Tirithon had the strength to be a threat to her, or to hurt her with anything other than words, not any more at least. They were spending more time together at Tirithon’s insistence, dinners and luncheons, tea… True she had a grand many parties and gatherings that she had to attend there were all of that public nature, so very many teas and fetes and afternoon dances… Yet each day so far, regardless of what her schedule was, Tirithon managed to butt his way in…* “It will be better after the wedding… We will have more time… “ *They wouldn’t be able to go until Tirithon died and the mourning had passed… Only then could they actually leave… She didn’t wish to darken a beautiful day with such thoughts thought’s though, she was going to have a wonderful date with Ace, a day off that they both truly needed. A chance to just let go and have fun, to drink and eat and maybe even dance, to leave Silverthorn behind them for a day and not look back. She told him what she had planned then, well, hinted at it rather… Asking if he had heard of it, unsure if he had ever gone on not, after all he was already eighteen when she had first met him. She had pressed her lips to his temple in a war, soft kiss, missing even these little things that she had taken for granted at one time… It was delightful to be teased by him, to hear that deep magical chuckle of his in return, to share that moment… Of course she could have told him what it cost her, but she had a feeling that he would tease her mercilessly for it, and most likely bring it up at moments just to make her blush. Not that it was a bad thing, per sey, but a woman has her pride too, after all! No matter what though, it was worth it to get her hands on these tickets, she was sure it was just what they needed to turn things around for them… To let they get back to Ace and Rose, away from the Prince Aeson, from Princess Rosamund… She might even hope for a kiss or two in some secret little hall gaps, but then again, she knew a little better by now than to hope for that. When he was ready he would… And she just made peace with that. She just teased and smiled and let him relax, that was what this was all for after all, and she wouldn’t ruin a moment of it. When he stepped away to come around in front of her, she was certainly not expecting what came next, the teasing and poking and tickling. She couldn’t help the gasp and little sharp cry as she wriggled away, turning to try and escape the ticklish fingers, giggling loudly as she batted at his hands. She needed that more than she knew, just the chance to play like that, something she hadn’t done in so long… It was so much fun in that moment just to laugh like that… Their hands were linked, softly holding one another, loosing herself in that sea tossed stormy grey color of his eyes…* “Exactly… Just you and me…” *It wasn’t that Silverthorne was bad… It was just that so far, everyone and everything had an agenda for them, even bathing was like a job… She had six women with her AT ALL TIMES. Six. One to wash her hair, another to wash her body, one to give her a manicure, one for a pedicure, one to wash and treat her face… The last was there with her oils and lotions and a big fluffy towel… She was pampered and spoiled yes, you couldn’t have had a more luxurious bath if you had tried, but it left her no privacy… No chance to handle her needs or desires, leaving her to try and manage alone in bed in the middle of the night, all while keeping so still and silent she didn’t wake up Ace… It was just going to show how little time they had for themselves, let alone each other, and how very vital this day off was… She was asked to lead the way and she had, they both knew the little crazy rabbits wren of pathways and hidey holes that made up the way they needed to go for their little room, the very confusing nature of it what allowed them to remain undetected for so long… Out to one of the smaller courtyards they had gone, the castle and yard still quite empty, it being at a time a bit earlier than many were awake at… Giving them the privacy to disappear as they wished, without the fan fare or thousands of questions that might be asked, or the sour looks at what they were going to get to do…*
(12:02:21 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She went over the last couple of little things with the owner of the carpet, knowing it was all done remotely which was how so many people failed to use such rare magical items, thinking that they were used by the riders versus the actual owners themselves… The destination was assured, as well as an open line of communication so that when they arrived they could get off, as well as have the carpet come and pick them back up when it was time to go.* “Isn’t it just the most clever little invention? I guess they made these back in the first Era but the knowledge of how to use them was lost over time, so only a handful exist any more, and even fewer know how to use them. With Silverthorne being so large and a bustling place of business, this kind man had come years ago and now makes a tidy living flying large packages all over town, things that you can’t quite trust to teleportation magic.” *She thought it was just the most clever thing, truly she did, the information behind it was fascinating. She would have loved to have gotten one for herself and the children, it would make taking picnics and other little things so much easier and far less stressful on the children, and thereby making it easier for the parents too. She had stepped up onto it and settled down, doing her level best to make sure the silk of her dress didn’t wrinkle, also making sure he knew where to sit. Once he settled in behind her, his hand reaching out for hers, she grasped it softly in her own. She just smiled brightly at his words, for indeed, it was not every day one traveled by such a quaint and unique method of conveyance. They began to lift and she got that little drop out in her tummy, making her giggle brightly before it settled, wriggling just a little… She tured to look at him only to see that he didn’t quite look so…. Chipper? His fingers curled in tighter about hers, and she in turn held them closer, petting the back of his hand with her free one, working on soothing him down… The view was so beautiful, truly it was, she felt spoiled to see it all… Yet Ace didn’t look at any of it… Oh… Well… That was a mite unexpected now wasn’t it? She thought she was giving them a treat, but in the end it was not quite so, because it looked like… Ace was afraid of heights… Or perhaps just flying itself? She started to talk about the fair then, asking if he had heard anything about it, she herself was rather poorly educated on it… Word of mouth was good publicity, but terrible for facts or actuality, so what ever she heard couldn’t exactly be taken as gospel. In her eagerness to retrieve a pair of tickets, she had completely forgotten about picking up one of the flyers, so the lay out and who was where were completely unknown to her…* “You are worth rare things… The harder you have to fight for something, the more you value it, and I really… I just… I really want to make today special for you. Even if there is nothing specific you want to go see, I am sure we will find something amazing for you, something that will really just… Make you smile.” *It was all she really wanted… Was to give him something like that… She just hoped that Moonglow could offer it for them… At least… In some context. She began to list off all the various things she had heard were there, trying her level best to recall everything she had heard, but admittedly she had not been paying the grandest attention at the time… Though when she got to the drow booth, his motions and movements were unmistakable, she knew very well what they meant…* “We don’t have to go see it… We can stay a long ways away from it… There will be so much to see, why, we won’t even miss it…” *She knew how hard it was for him… Sometimes it was a little easier to forget that it still hit him sometimes, that he still had cravings, still had triggers… At home, in a little chest where she had every little thing that meant the world to her, rested his old opium pipe… The one he had cut into fours… His promise he would never use it again… He knew what it did to him, what he in turn did to her when he was high, how badly he could hurt her and not even notice it… He had even almost killed himself with it before when she left him, and the long fight it had been to get him off of it… She wanted to give it back to him…* “I can go there by myself too… We don’t have to be each others shadows…” *She had been afraid for him… She had in silence and secrecy, studied the effects of long term opium use, the things that happened to a person who quits indulging… Considering how long he had been using it, it was no wonder he had struck her the other day, how he had lost control and not even realized what he had done at first… One can never fully quit opium… It causes the mind to unravel, to put itself under excess stress, and even some parts of the brain no longer work as well without the stimulant… Ace needed it, not a lot, but he needed some… She planned on buying a little ball of it from the Drow booth, just a small bit of it, unlaces of course… As pure as she could purchase along with a little pipe… She went on to tell him about the other booth that was all manner of mysterious, the one with an unnamed liquor that glowed with a golden light and smelled like flowers, that it had magical properties ot make one see spirits and glimpses of the future. What he said in response though made her burst out in a fit of laughter and press her hand over her eyes, cracking her fingers to look at him through the gap there, shaking her head.*”Aeson Koehler! You have no shame!” *She said, oh the mirth, the laughter in her voice all too prominent, so bright and happy sounding. It was the first time all week she had laughed and smiled so much… Already feeling blessed and it was just starting…* “Just come out and say it, come on now… You can admit it… Just tell the truth… You are madly in love with your soon to be wife and you don’t care two bits about the fair.” *She teased back before she pulled away a little, reaching forward into what seemed like empty space, though there was a little ripple of magic… The small invisibility ward dropped to reveal a wicker basket steaming away in the cool air.*
(12:02:41 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She smiled at him then, a look of pride on her face there as she reached forward, flipping up one of the lids.* “I practice every day on my wards… It is a little fun to make women think they have misplaced their tea cups, or even the whole china pot while at the tea parties, only to turn around and look back to see them there as if they never moved… It’s also fun to switch the tea in their cups, though that one is a lot harder, you have to evaporate the tea and send it into another cup while doing the same thing to that one, and not mixing them in the air… Though it is so very worth the effort when you see their faces, these proud old prudes suddenly pulling faces as they take a drink of tea that is SO not the one they poured! It’s also a bit fun to make their tea too hot or too cold, or making it impossible for the sugar to dissolve in the bottom of their cups…” *Oh she had been a naughty little thing at those parties, but really, who could blame her? She was the very spirit of a perfect guest, always full of polite conversations and flawless manners, quite the jewel in any hostess crown… But they were all so dull… So dreadfully dull… So she used the excess time to practice her wards, to put up and set down magical wards without people noticing, to challenge herself to see just how much she could do in a small space without anyone noticing… It was a lot of work, a lot of effort, but wearing herself out let her sleep at night and it came with the added bonus of experience. She was reaching into the basket then, having to lean up a little bit, causing her breasts to swell forth in the dress just a touch… When she pulled back, she held two cups in her hand, each exuding the sweet scent of hot chocolate and something else…. Rich and creamy, topped with decorative little puffs of whipped cream and shaved chocolate with just a touch of cinnamon they looked like heaven in a cup, and smelled just as good. She would hand him his, a smile on her lips, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes… Was there something about the cocoa that was special? Perhaps… He wouldn’t find out until he drank it… Once he did though, he would find himself with a mouthful of rich velvety hot chocolate that was too good to be true, along with a nice splash of chocolate liquor… It would do well to warm the body and relax him… She then pulled out a little container, once the lid was popped off it revealed fresh hot rolls of bread right from the oven, a little pat of fresh butter and a wedge of cheese with a pot of honey… She set them out so that he could help himself to what ever he liked, picking a roll for herself and spreading butter and honey along the split in the middle, tucking in and taking sips of her cocoa between bites. Had she prepared for everything? No… Plenty could go wrong… But she had done the best she could to give him a great start to the day.*
(04:37:49 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..she had lead him out through the long hallways and corridors.. the secret hatches and doorways.. guiding him out to a small courtyard that was perhaps a little out of the way.. it meant they would be afforded a bit of privacy.. there would be no disapproving looks.. or gossip..he was indeed surprised to see the carpet however.. certainly not something he was expecting.. not in the slightest.. and he was perhaps a touch hesitant about it.. he nodded when she spoke about it being a clever invention.. that she was sure they made them back in the first era.. and how they were used in and around Silverthorn for the larger business..- .. they are certainly something different, not something I have had a lot to deal with.. but this ought to prove quite interesting indeed!.... he chuckled.. watching as she conversed with the carpets owner before she settled down to sit.. motioning for him to come join her.. he removed his hands from his pockets there and moved toward her.. waiting till she was shifted properly before he himself settled down beside her..his hand coming down to rest there upon hers.. though the moment it started to lift.. to take off.. well he wasn’t quite prepared for that.. or expecting it.. his fingers curled around hers tighter.. he practically refused to look at this view that she was enjoying so much .. preferring instead to look upon their clasped hands or at her.. she spoke then.. capturing his attention about what she knew.. or more so what she didn’t know about the event they were flying towards.. he told her what he knew.. which was very little.. information about the festival was on a need to know basis.. which made getting the tickets even harder and even more sought after.. so he was still quite surprised that she managed to get them at all.. she told him he was worth rare things.. that she really just wanted to make the day special for him.. even if there was nothing specific he wanted to see.. that she was sure they would find something amazing for him.. to make him smile.. the corners of his lips twitched there and he nodded..- .. I’m sure it will all be very enjoyable.. but I will find my most enjoyment from simply being around you.. from now having to worry about dashing off to some stupid event somewhere.. or some papers that suddenly have to be urgently signed.. everything else.. is simply an added bonus.. .. and he meant it.. he really just wanted to spend the day with her.. it didn’t matter what they did.. they could have settled down and did puzzles.. or slept all day.. it could be a day filled with lots of things to do.. or it could be one a lot more casual and relaxed.. so long as she was there by his side that’s all he needed.. she made the comment about the drow and he visibly bristled.. he would never be comfortable around them.. not properly.. not after all he had been through.. she must have noticed though.. quickly interjecting that they did not have to go see it.. they could stay a long ways away from it.. that there was so much they could see and they wouldn’t even miss it.. - .. It’s alright.. really.. .. he took a breath in - .. as long as you’re there with me.. everything else will be simple.. easy.. and fun.. Im sure of it.. .. he nodded.. she went on to tell him about the vendor with the booth that had the spirits that made you.. well.. see spirits and glimpses of the future.. he couldn’t help the cheeky remark he made.. and her response had him laughing as she peeked through her fingers to look to him there.. he tilted his head- .. You do know me right.. of course I have no shame.. .. he chuckled and shook his head then.. - .. I will readily admit that I am madly in love with my soon to be wife.. .. he held his hand over his heart there- .. however.. the fact that she went to so much trouble to get her hands on some very lucrative tickets.. well.. then it must be important.. and I will be right there beside her.. but if I am to be completely honest.. Its just her I am here to see.. .. he watched her as she managed to pull that basket out of thin air.. his gaze.. that steel grey remained upon her nimble fingers.. she explained she had been practising.. every day and how she was playing tricks on some of the women at court.. he rubbed his cheek there and he chuckled- .. why am I not surprised mmm?.... amused he certainly was by the mere thought of her pranking all those very prim and proper court ladies.. Oh the little squeaks and gossip.. he was sure the halls were rife with it.. - .. I’m proud of you love.. I am.. .. he nodded his head- .. You have come a very.. very long way….. and he meant it.. she would have had to have figured it from the tone he had used.. he was being serious.. he was proud of her.. she was blossoming into such a true and honest beauty.. she’d always been stunning yes.. but.. seeing her rise above all the bullshit.. to tackle things head on.. things that would have dropped a lesser being easily.. he was in awe of her sometimes.. she reached across the cup then toward him.. it was loaded indeed and smelt exotically sweet.. he chuckled and nodded- .. Well now.. I did not expect this at all.. .. she continyed to pile out the goods.. the breads, cheese, butter and honey.. he took a small drink of the cocoa then.. it was extremely smooth.. slick.. hot and sweet.. it tasted like heaven really.. just beautiful.. he lifted his glass to her then.. - .. thank you.. for all of this.. I mean it really.. it’s.. perfect..
(06:03:26 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She was always a bit of a busy body when something interested her or caught her attention… She didn’t know how to help herself with it really, it was just that once it bit her, she couldn’t help herself. The little carpet had become a fascination to her when she saw one being used to deliver something to the Castle, feeling a little bit like a child who suddenly discovers that Aladdin is real, and wondering where the genie was going to come out from… There wasn’t a lot to be read on them, the flying carpets were not so different from any other creation in any part of history, over time it is simply lost to the ages and returns to the void where all amazing ideas come from. What she had learned about though, she relayed to Ace, explaining how and why there was one in Silverthorne. In truth, she had planned to just take them to a nice spot on the beach today, to make a large driftwood fire and curl up together… But since she had gotten the tickets, well the carpets destination surely had changed a bit, and she had planned the day around that. Once things were settled and done, she had patted the space next to her and they were off, but not quite in the way she had hoped… He looked a little scared to be honest, just a flash of it in his eyes, the little gripping he had done of her hand… It wasn’t unusual for some people to be afraid of flying… It is quite an unknown state to be in after all, not natural to people who spend their lives still firmly connected to the earth, and many find it unsettling… She just had no idea that her brave, fierce Lion was one of them, when so often he seemed to be afraid of nothing at all… It was an interesting thing to see, but one she also felt quite bad for, she was causing him distress and it hurt her heart to see… So she had made mental plans to find an alternate route home, surely one of the people there had a carriage and who would be making their way back to Silverthorne, one they might ride with. They weren’t exactly part of the rabble… She did her best to keep his attention then, to talk of the fair and what they did and did not know about it, the bits and rumors, how she just wished the day to make him smile… He worked so hard, he was gone from dawn to dusk every single day, so much so that she swore she had never seen him so tired… It was almost funny in a bit of a sad way… They thought they might have adventures… Little days off where they could go explore the city… Fun little dreams that she had cradled in her hands before she entered her reverie… And everything had crumbled from there… It had all nearly been lost at that point, and it took both her and Ace going to places they never wanted to go, causing a catalyst to stem the tide… It had worked… But because of this, they were now virtually constantly apart, and she saw the faces of strangers more than she saw her own fiance’s… Goddess, she even saw Tirithon more, and if anything… That was worse than strangers… Because of all that though, more than anything, she wanted this rare day off to be a treat… To be full of laughter and smiles, with plenty of jokes and teasing in between, with plenty of good food and drinks to enjoy along the way. Even if he got completely and entirely smashed she wouldn’t be upset for a second, because if that was what he did, then that was what he did!* “Your being terribly sweet now… But it is nice to just have a day for us… I know we haven’t been here long, but it feels like it’s been forever since we last had a chance to just be us, to do what ever we chose to do for a day… I love you terribly Ace, and as handsome as you are, watching your sleeping face is a poor replacement for you as you are now…” *He was not the only one who had done watching after all… She was quite in love with him, and more than just his personality, Ace himself was just… Gorgeous… She went on to speak about much of the different things she had heard, relating how the drow had a booth there even, which in truth was an incredibly rare thing given the Drow- Elf relationship… Though the way he seemed to prickle up like a porcupine instantly had her recovering the situation, soothing him, telling him that they didn’t have to go… Nor did they have to be around each other the entire time… If he wanted to go off on his own on a little venture she wasn’t going to stop him at all, she was his partner, not his shadow… She was learning to trust him and not to be so terribly afraid he was skirt chasing when they were apart. Still, he recovered with no small amount of aplomb, stating that it was ok… As long as she was with him everything was going to be just fine.* “I promise, the moment you are too uncomfortable, we will be out of there whip quick… I really just wanted to look at some of the plants they might have with them, they are really and truly useful, but nearly impossible to come by in Arvandor… Once that it done, we will be out of there so fast, you won’t even remember we stopped in…” *She and Sydel, along with Sybelle, had a lot of need for those very same herbs… For antidotes to their poisons, for potions that could help save lives, for Jacob to make medicine for those who were too ill for the regular herbs of Arvandor to help… The drow were banished for good reason, and they were not exactly a kind race, but they did have things they needed… And vice verse… Though she did hope that Ace would not notice her buying a little bit of opium, though if he did, she would state that it was for the hospital… Or for miss Mina and her arthritis… Some other reason that might not upset or trigger him too much… She went into the little rumor she had heard about how there was this unnamed liquid, the special properties it had, from its sight and scent to the side effects… His reply was so cheeky, so perfect there was no way to help the laughter that bubbled up from it, the mass of giggles as she covered her eyes and peeked out at him, saying he was being quite shameless! Not that she minded, he was pretty shameless when they met, not to mention so without morals that she was a bit agog at it.* “Do I know you? Hmm? You unscrupulous rogue!” *She teased, she rather loved the fact that he was exactly as he was, shameless and all. She loved him. Period. *
(06:03:40 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She was enjoying herself, and she hoped he was as well, the light teasing banter between them what they needed to start to unwind.* “Still, for a man who is so shameless, you still enchant me…” *She said with a smile and a saucy little wink to him, her heart turning over a little in her chest when he admitted he loved her, something so rarely said from his lips and yet something she valued so very much… Ace was not a man to vocalize his feelings, everything like that was hidden down, down…. DOWN beneath many layers of protective trebuchets and trenches… It always held the sweetest pain when she heard him say it, and as always, she would hold onto it very tightly within her own heart.* “I love you too… Though in truth… I thought you might like the fair because of what it is… And maybe you might see some friends from your youth… But honestly… I thought you might like the whiskey. It’s your favorite and I thought if we found a really nice bottle… We might buy it and you could open it up to celebrate…” *She knew when she went into labor it was going to wreck him, when the triplets had come he had gone so white, he looked like he was more afraid than she was and that had been her first labor. This next time around wasn’t a surprise either… This little bundle was planned and hoped for, so he would probably be twice as big of a mess, and in need of a fine bottle indeed. She had then revealed her little secret, the picnic basket she had planted on the carpet and enchanted to stay nice and warm, and also very invisible! She told him what she had been doing during the oh, thousand tea parties and luncheons and other vapid affairs she had been shoved into, being forced to turn into the little socialite every hostess dreams of having… And how she had amused herself at each one…* “You should be surprised! I don’t prank people, I leave that up to you and our very precocious daughter and her peanut butter pranks, I thank you! She get’s all that devilry from her father!” *She teased back. She was, out of the group, the only one who was a great deal less mischievous than the others. She was a little bit more forward on things… Still, she did develop a little bit of a streak here, in desperate need to do something to keep herself active. The fact that this happened to coincide with something that she needed to work on? Well that was simply both good timing, and good practice really, because wards were a weak point for her… Putting them up was cake… Taking them down without a magical explosion?? Not so much…. The invisibility was now, something she had read up in a book, something she thought might be one of the most useful things… So in her typical fashion, she studied and practiced when ever she could, and that did not stop at tea parties and other social gatherings. She blushed softly when he said he was proud of her… She did try… Honestly she did… She knew she wasn’t perfect, she had a lot of issues she was working through, working on getting better at... But she tried… Truly… Every day she tried to be better than she was the day before.* “Thank you… I know it’s not perfect, and I still have a long way to go, but I really am trying…” *She had no idea it was in part because of her overcoming everything here… The way she just wasn’t letting it touch her… She just thought he was impressed with her invisibility ward… She handed him the cup she had been reaching in for, as well as a light though delicious breakfast, the bread and butter and honey… The rich cheese to go with the cocoa… Ace’s cup had a nice dollup of chocolate liqueur, just enough to relax any twanging nerves that might be left over, and she hoped to maybe ease his fear of flying…* “Well I should hope not? When I set out to surprise someone, I do try to cover my tracks, though admittedly it isn’t always easy!” *Her own cup was unlaced, she wanted to remain sober so Ace could get as drunk as he wanted and know she would take care of him, make sure he could indulge without anything going wrong. She took a sip of her own cocoa and took a healthy bite out of her bread, smiling just a moment later at him, licking a bit of butter and honey from her bottom lip.* “Thank you… For choosing me. You had the whole world… And even now… You know there are other women… Less troublesome… Less…. Complicated… That would easily marry you but not ask anything of you as a person… But you still chose me… You still want me… Despite all my flaws… So thank you…” *She said softly, Tirithons words never too far from her mind really, reminding her that this wedding was on his graces… She shifted her weight to her side a little, eating and drinking in silence as the mountains grew closer and closer still, the snow dressed pines and other evergreens looking like white uniformed soldiers… She saw then a long, twisting, backed up line of carriages beneath them… Flares of torches to fight away the still slightly dark dawn in the mountains…. Steaming hotly in the cold air…* “By the Gods… Look at that line!” *She was glad of the carpet then, and her plan to come early, if she had headed out any later with him who kne if anything good would have been left over?? She moved in to his side then, just to lean against him a little, her head on his shoulder as the thousands of gas lit globes began to appear… A large twin dwarf flaked cave began to be revealed, though it was so far from cave like in appearance, the elaborate carving mind boggling even at this distance… More than large enough for a giant to stroll through with plently of head room, the large rectangular opening was well lit and beautifully detailed, rich with history and magic alike… The interior glowing as if a thousand fires burned from within.* “Oh Ace look at that…. That’s not something you see every day!”
(19:06:11 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. he nodded when she spoke about needing to get her hands on some of the drow herbs and plants.. he figured they were for the group.. for her and the for lack of a better term ‘sisters’.. to use in their alchemy and the likes- .. more than fine.. I’ll leave that to you.. I’ll go for a wander whilst you get what it is you need..Ill probably step out and take a cigarette whilst you’re there... he wasn’t going near the booth.. he’d take awide berth around it that much was for sure.. he had no desire to have anything to do with them other than to wipe them from the face of the planet.. something that would hopefully happen down the track a little ways.. they teased each other a little.. talking on seeing spirits when drinking certain liquors ..he was relaxing a little.. she was doing well to take his mind off of things.. off of the world around them so to speak but still his gaze remained upon her and didn’t wander to the scenery or the view.. he nodded when she said she thought he might like the fair.. that he might enjoy it.. the possibility of running into friends from his youth and the like.. but that the main reason was for the whisky.. that they could find a nice bottle.. open it up to celebrate- .. of course.. .. he offered her a smile- .. it should prove to be a very interesting day indeed.. thankyou for organising it.. .. he watched her as she pulled this picnic basket out of no where.. chuckling as he understood it all to well.. her skills were growing.. her knowledge was immense and he couldn’t have been prouder for it.. making sure to tell her as much.. he made the remark about her playing pranks on the ladies of court and her reply had him laughing- .. our daughter spends more time with you than with me.. so I do believe my dear sweet Rose that she would get all of that from You.. .. he took the cup of cocoa from her then.. offering her an appreciative smile as he took a small drink from it.. it was good.. extremely good.. soothing and smooth.. warmed him up fairly quickly indeed and with just enough sugar that it would keep the senses super heightened whilst also the body remained relaxed and at calm.. he shook his head when she said she knew her skills weren’t perfect- .. put things into perspective.. how long have you been practising now?.. remember back.. on the surface in that cottage.. you didn’t know a lick of it.. you didn’t even think you were even capable of it.. and now look at you.. you’re confident enough to be playing pranks on people.. don’t sell yourself short Rose.. you’re doing a wonderful job and your journey is just beginning.. try not to measure yourself up against the likes of the rest of us who have been doing this since we were kids.. .. he watched as she brought out the hot breads, the butter and honey.. he found a place to put his cup down there so it wouldn’t spill.. reaching then for some of that bread with a little butter.. he wasn’t terribly hungry.. his appetite pretty much taking a dive since he’d been in Silverthorn.. the stress was playing merry hell with his body.. she thanked him then.. for chosing her.. that she had the whole world at his fingers.. that there were other women.. a lot less troublesome.. and a lot less complicated than her.. that would easily marry her.. but he still chose her.. that he still wanted her despite all her flaws.. he rubbed his lips together.. placing his food down there as he reached for her there- .. come.. .. he spoke quietly.. motioning for her to come and settle down there upon his lap.. his legs stretched out before him.. he would guide her if she was wanting to sit.. to straddle his lap there in that stunning blue dress as his hands came around her to settle against her lower back..- ..I didn’t choose you Rose.. .. he tilted his head.. looking up to her there.. that steel grey gaze settling to lock onto those emerald beauties.. his right hand shifted.. reaching around to guide his fingers down along the delicate shape of her jawline.. to grip onto her chin there.. drawing her closer till their foreheads were touching- .. I just took one look at you, and then.. .. he whispered- .. there was just no turning back.. .. it was true.. It was honest.. it all started when he almost walked past that little club.. the nightingale.. when he was on his way back to his little dank bachelor pad.. but no.. something tugged at him to enter.. and he did.. and when he laid his eyes upon her.. everything shifted.. sure he could have just performed his usual repertoire , he could have gotten up and seduced the pants literally off of her ..no one was immune to his particular skill set.. but he didn’t.. he sent her a note.. seeing if she would bite.. and she did.. and the rest as they say is history.. a twisted.. sometimes broken.. something entertaining bit of history.. he paused there a moment.. there may have been perhaps a touch of hesitation there.. as since he struck her he wasn’t readily able to.. allow himself to touch her.. to hold her.. not properly.. he didn’t feel as though he really had the right.. and yet.. he just had to..he claimed those lips of hers.. a slow.. almost delicate kiss to begin with.. something you might see at a wedding.. or an event.. his hand fell from her chin there to slide back along the swan like curves of her throat.. to cradle there against the back of her neck.. the kiss growing.. not so that it was desire laden of filled with wanton need.. it was a need and a want.. but not to go further in this moment.. his heart was hammering away there as their lips broke away.. he exhaled softly.. - .. I have missed you.. .. whispered almost inaudibly.. and I really just want to go home.. .. he shook his head.. he knew he had duties here.. and he couldn’t shirk them.. still he was just unhappy with how things were going.. and how they were progressing.. she commented on the lines there and he still wouldn’t look.. or.. at the view no less- .. I’ll take your word for it love.. .. he chuckled all be it lightly before he turned back to his bread there-
(20:35:40 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *When he wrapped his hands about her waist… Feeling them settle in the little dip of her lower back… She sighed softly… Oh that was a dash of heaven… She looked down at him then a bit curiously, a little rise to her brow before he slid his hand up her back, to reach about and capture her chin… Guiding her in so that she rested her forehead to him… Smelling the cocoa and liqueur on his breath… The addictive scent of his cologne… The smell of his skin under it all… His hair… The warmth of him… His words… She sighed softly, reaching up so that she ran the tips of her fingers through his hair, down along the back of his neck before running her nails along his jawline… Oh she remembered… She remembered very well… She had had so much change in those years… So many ups and down… Moments of complete and utter elation… Others where she thought she might die because of the pain in her heart… Struggles and shared sorrows… She would do it all over again… He had been the one to make her feel… The one who taught her how to love… How to feel passion… Desire… Oh he had taught her many, many things, and she was richer for the lessons… She was lost in memories for a moment, a bit of a mixed bag of them, parts so hot and scalding she wanted to melt and others so tender and soft she could have cried… All before she noticed his shift… The hesitation… But when he moved in she met him gladly, with sweet surrender, her heart beating widly in her chest as the sweetest little moan passed her lips… They barely got a peck in at bed… They saw nothing of each other in the mornings… This was the first kiss since even the carriage ride… What else could she do other than abandon herself to it with gusto? Her fingers slid back into his hair and fisted in it, gripping, tugging softly much as a kitten would… She parted her lips for him, following his lead, eager to pursue this… If someone below suddenly got a gift of food and raining cocoa well… So be it… She leaned into him, her breasts almost about to press into his chest, but then… He broke it off… There was a soft whimper from her as she felt… Cheated… She curled her toes in and exhaled slowly, her bottom lip trembling just a little, though she was tampering it all down quickly…* “I missed you too… More than you can imagine….” *She said just as softly, the wind nearly stealing her words and his, his own making her curl into him… To drag him in close…* “I want to go home too… I miss our home… Our garden… I miss everything…” *She had turned her head because if she didn’t she would have stolen a kiss from him, or at least tried to… Which Gods know how it could have gone in the end… As she had looked she noticed and commented on the line there, his own soft chuckle, staying he would take her word for it.* “We will hire one on the way home… Trade equipages so to speak…” *She said… It was better than him being so uncomfortable on the way back… True, they would lose the beautiful crystal clear sky and the chance to bundle up beneath a blanket and watch it all go by… But he would be warm and comfortable in a carriage, and that meant more than the view… They rode on in silence, they really didn’t have long to wait, just long enough for them to finish their cocoa and breakfast bread and put them all back in the basket… She slid from his lap, not from want but from need, arranging everything… She even fixed her hair a little bit, knowing from habit now when it was settled right or not, more than positive that if a hair was out of place she would hear about it… They landed then in a more private area of the strip, reserved for those higher up on the provincial food chain as it were, and with the first early arrivals… They would follow the lit pathways into the cavernous hall… It was… Massive… Easily the largest place she had ever seen, layer upon layer, tier upon tier… All carved from a beautiful green marble and malachite, fitted with caps of gold and silver, the geometric patterns utterly mesmerizing to the eyes… Everywhere you looked there was wealth, both in form and feature, for the people were just as resplendent as the area itself… Even the most… Casual who was ‘slumming’ it… Such as Ace were, still looked impossibly well dressed, the fabrics rich and expensive… She fit in well, she was far from elaborate but the cut and style of her dress set her as one of the nobility, the simple jewelry an asset and compliment to her own beauty. As they got farther in, one could see the thousands of rooms all over the area, rooms where each tradesman had their wares and alcohol… There was no… Public display… No… Common tented areas where people just… Milled about like rabble… No… This was the event of all events, and because of that, it was done on a much different scale… Just walking into the main area, one was awashed with thousands of different dialects and the ever common tongue of the humans, no one harking wares or demeaning another fellow tradesman… The only common thing about this were those at the front with the very pamphlets and maps that one needed to enjoy the area, along with little fountain pens to make notes on the maps so one might keep track… She would take one gladly and lead Ace over to a more out of the way, area, unfolding the map and taking out the pen…* “Ok… So… Which area should we tackle first? They have one section devoted to various brews of whiskey, another for bourbon, there is scotch and cognac too… From there, we can make a little bit of a route to follow, hitting all of the places you want to see, and then we can take a break for lunch, and then decide which were our favorites…” *She said with a bright happy smile, just for him, taking the reigns for him today… He didn’t have to think too much, she would do all the heavy lifting so to speak, he just had to come along and enjoy the ride… When he gave her his choice, they would begin to walk in that direction, her arm linked in his as they walked in warm silence… Just listening to the hundreds of voices around them… All while weaving and dodging various crushes of people..*
(21:28:48 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..they shared a kiss there.. it was sweet and in some sense quite needful.. making up for a rough patch there where they remained apart from one another.. though in the same area.. life.. in general had simply gotten in the way.. he told her he missed her.. and he did.. he missed being able to just be with her.. she spoke of the same.. that she missed their home and garden.. everything in general.. when the carpet settled to land though he couldn’t have been more greatful to be able to place his feet down upon the ground.. moving to stand first as he brushed his hands down against is sides and he straightened his jacket .. reaching down then to help her to her feet.. reaching to guide a wayward lock behind her ear before he brushed the backs of his fingers down along the curve of her cheek.. he took her hand then.. his fingers intertwining with hers as they moved down the well lit pathways and corridors.. he inclined his head toward those that were moving in the opposite direction.. all different colourings.. some with skin that was practically white and then the drow with it being as black as sin.. some were dressed extremely well and had crowns and royal jewels upon their heads.. and others were a bit more casual though still smartly dressed.. soon enough though the corridors opened up to the wide expanse.. so many little caverns.. all filled with those touting their wears.. the sounds of chatter and music.. the scents of liquor and spices.. - .. Well now.. this is quite a feast for the eyes indeed.. .. they moved to make their way down one of the main staircases.. she pulled him aside there as she pulled out her map and pen.. he glanced down over her shoulder.. wondering at what she wanted to do.. or where in particular she wanted to go- .. I am but your follower today Rose.. you lead on and I will follow along behind.. to almost everywhere you go.. .. he knew she would understand that to mean that he would go everywhere.. except when it came to the drow booths.. his gaze.. that steel grey wandered over those he could see.. recognising perhaps a few faces though most were strangers to him.. the first stall they had settled into had quite a few small pots and bottles of rather well aged whiskies and bourbons.. both of them being given small samples to try in little glass cups..the were quite nice indeed.. with hints of different kinds of things.. he tapped his fingers on the top of a couple of the bottles there.. motioning to the vendor to get them shipped to the castle when he was able to.. the vendor was gracious for the payment.. he made sure to let the gentleman know he would recommend his wares to those that he felt would take great benefit from them.. afterall a good whisky brewer deserved support .. he slid his hand into hers once more.. moving to exit out of that first little cavern there.. purchasing stuff already.. but he felt he wanted to extend credit where it was due.. - .. I.. am at a bit of a loss.. on what to do with Ryker.. .. he nodded as they walked.. their conversation kept quiet.. between them both.. plus the place was loud enough that their words would not be so easily heard as they moved along..- .. when .. well.. .. he figured you would know he was referring to Tirithon passing- .. I’m not sure I could leave him here on his own.. he’s an adult yes.. he is perfectly capable of looking after himself.. but it wont stop me being concerned.. I don’t know.. .. he shrugged his shoulders a little.. - .. would you have any suggestion?.. as it stands I still don’t know how everything is going to work.. .. his free hand rose to rub against his forehead- .. they will expect me to remain and I will flat out refuse.. it’s going to cause ripples.. I know it
(22:49:05 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *Life had gotten in the way had put it very… Very… Very nicely… Tirithon had been what got in the way, no if’s and’s or but’s about it. He did all he could to keep her and Ace apart, and the fact he did it after such an event between them, it meant that there was still an issue there… He was afraid to touch her, and because he was so tired when he got back, she wasn’t going to push him… Though to say she wasn’t tempted to would have been a lie and a half… When things got to be a bit… Hard… She typically took care of herself in the bathroom, the shower was the one place she really enjoyed letting go, something about the hot water just worked for her… Yet with six women in attendance morning and night, she couldn’t so much as move in the bath without someone there… And it meant she had no way to release her own tensions… She had no privacy other than when they were in bed together, and she didn’t want to wake him up because she couldn’t remain perfectly silent, the movements on the bed would have been hard to miss… And unlike him… She was doing nothing to exhaust her body so it was a bit of a giant ball of tension… That kiss just reminded her of what she was missing… What she needed… And it was no where near enough to even scratch the very tippy topest part of it… She missed him and she admitted it… Admitted she wanted to go home so badly… She wanted their children… She wanted to play with them in the snow… To see them as they got ready to walk and sing and speak… She wanted to cook up a storm in her own kitchen until all she smelled was home… Still… At the end… She had brought this on them… She, and no one else… So if she suffered… It was her own doing. The carpet landed and it was time to go in, a few others around them who were clever enough to go in early as she had wished to do, though most like they had slept in their carriages while she had taken Ace on a magic carpet ride… She saw the Drow first really, after all how could you miss them, tall and slender with skin as black as teak. They had hair as white as Sydels, others dyed it as she had, blood red and all other wild fantastic colors… There were Sylvan who were well to do enough to come… Wood elves… High Elves in spades of course, after all they were the elete of all the races, and often ranked among royalty… She saw several moon elves and star elves, though they tended to keep to themselves some ventured out to come to these places, to take stock of Arboreal as it stood in these moments… And dwarves… Lots and lots of dwarves, and why not, since this was their ancestral home? She reached up and gladly took his hands as he offered to help her to her feet, taking a few extra moments to settle the skirt of her dress in it’s proper folds, feeling him tuck a bit of hair back behind her ear… She was more than prepared to take his offered arm, to do this the formal way, to be on display as she had been every hour of every day for the last week of hell… But he surprised her… He took her hand and she linked her finger with his, the two of them blending into the group as they all entered, making their way to the map givers… Goddess knew in a place this grand getting lost was almost like a prerequisite… It was truly beautiful though, the green and gold were fantastical to her, all hammered and crafted by masters so that it was both beautiful and geometrical… Here and there one could see the likeness of this or that great King carved out of the stone and beautifully gilded… And everywhere those little apartments set in the stone so that each person was given their just due, their own little shop to ply their wears…No hustle or bustle, no jostling, no hawking…. It was all done on only the most refined of ways… Of course the same went for everyone here… There were people who were dressed as befitted royalty, others more like herself, still well dressed but not quite so over the top… People like Ace who were still quite sharply dressed but no where near as flash and bang as the others…* “I have never seen it’s like ever… This all looks as if it were carved out of the very cavern walls itself… There are no seams… No blocks… All beautifully done and so smooth… And the gold… My Gods it’s almost staggering and yet perfectly done in proportion… Plus with the patterns… Yes… Quite a feast for the eyes indeed… “ *She had opened the map after they got to a space a little less busy where she might be able to chart out something… Or at least keep them from running in circles… She caught him looking over her shoulder and she couldn’t resist.* “Ace… I can see you looking down my dress you know…” *She knew it was the map his eyes were on, but she couldn’t help wanting to tease him a little bit, especially after that kiss. She asked if he might wish to go somewhere but the way he spoke left it all very much up to her, and she didn’t mind, let alone blame him. He was stuck doing everything every day… Why make him think when her goal was to help him relax?...* “Well… I think… Given your taste in alcohol and the friends you entertain… We certainly must go to the Whiskey vendors… Bourbon too… Certainly a Cognac as that is the gentleman’s drink of choice after dessert…” *She said, circling all the specific places, plotting a course for them to take that was both efficient and yet enjoyable… She also made sure of two things… One? That at the end of the first half of this, they were going to come out at the little open air smoking lounge that, from the bits she had heard so far? Was supposed to be some sort of wonder in and of itself… The second was that through it all she made sure they never once drew near the drow booths… When she was offered alcohol she politely declined, saying she would never dare take such a deserving drink from the men who deserved it more, though that the color and scent were indeed quite divine. She never insulted anyone of course, she was the very perfect princess indeed, always smiling and full of bright laughter and kind words… When Ace picked something out, she always made a second purchase for it, not of alcohol but something to accompany it… Aged meats… Rare salted fish… Certain types of shellfish… Sausages… Though the Cheeses…. Oh those nearly did her in… It was on the last one that she was offered a cheese sample… She had forgone much of the eating and drinking, though she made sure Ace was thoroughly plied with a bit of everything, asking his opinion or thoughts on the pairings on hand… Always keeping him involved…*
(22:49:22 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *The cheese sample she had been given was snow white… Pure and colorless it almost looked like a bit of snow… She wondered how this would ever manage to pair up with the sweet whiskey Ace had just bought, this one more of a desert styled one with notes of cherry and clove, a thick rice and corn mash that had quite the punch to it but went down like silk… Still… She couldn’t say no once it was offered… So she took it, placing it between her teeth off the tine the man behind the counter was holding out, only to nearly sag onto the counter… It had been quite firm at first, but it melted quickly on the tongue, exploding in a riot of flavor that was… Unlike anything she had ever tasted… She moaned and pressed her hand to her cheek as her eyes fell closed, her shoulders dropping for a moment as she was lost in the taste… She felt for food like Ace did for his whiskey and this right here… Was a revelation… It was so smooth… No sharp bite… No sting of bitterness… It was salty but not over done… Just enough to trigger that sodium high that everyone craves, but under that there was a hint of sweet mesquite smoke that gave it this deep, mellow flavor… There were hints of a thick rich cream, a buttery sort of taste that was almost sweet but just shy of it… More like a hint… A little promise… There was notes of something like dill in it… and mushrooms…. A little note of something not quite tangy… Fine hints of a little heat like white pepper… It was… A revelation for the tongue… It was pure pleasure and it came out in the moan she made, she little shiver that passed over her frame as her eyes closed, simply savoring the new taste… When she opened her eyes it was to catch more than a few eyes trained on her quite attentively, her cheeks flushing up quite hotly, laughing a little awkwardly while apologizing… She ordered ten wheels of it, oh the things she could cook with it, they just didn’t bear mentioning… They would make their way out of there afterwards, hiding in close to Aces arm as they walked, her cheeks still fairly flaming… Great.. Moan like your getting the best loving of your life in the middle of a packed room of men… Suuuure… Good job Rose… Right on… She recovered though a few stores later, smiling as Ace made a few more purchases, promising to spread the word for the maker… As they walked they began to speak on Ryker… Finding him again… After remembering everything… It was like finding her child all over again… Only he had grown up from a young man into a strapping adult… Ace brought up so many good points… Things that she herself had been thinking on, worried about him, about the stress everything was going to put on him… How he might feel about it…* “Ryker… I was so surprised at how much he grew up… But that is going to happen in twenty years… He isn’t the little boy so easily bullied by Tirithon anymore, he stands up against him often when the thing is something he cares a lot about…” *She didn’t think… any of them would mourn Tirithon’s passing… Not really… It would be hard to miss a man who went out of his way to make people’s lives a living hell as often as he could…* “He won’t be staying here… He is coming home with us to Arvandor… He has a gaggle of nieces and nephews to meet and a lot of love to catch up on… And he deserves to find and fall in love too…” *True… It might cause a hiccup or two, especially so close on the heels of the monarch’s death, but she had a plan… She always had one perhaps… A bit of history at play there…* “Tirithon never indeed Ryker to rule… So in the event he died before you were found, he’s had it so his council will rule in his stead until you were found and brought to heel… Or so I heard… These people will step in and handle Silverthorne when we leave… “ *And… In the event that, for what ever reason such a thing did not exist… That it was all a bunch of hooie… Then they would make one of people they trusted… Men and women both common and noble would make up a part of level headed individuals who would help run the country until such a time as Ryker came back… She… She never wanted to come back… If she ever did, it would only be on holiday to visit Ryker, and that was it. She reached up to catch his hand as he lowered it from rubbing his forehead, pulling him into a little alcove for a moment, just he and she.* “Ace my love… You will refuse, and they will have a fit, but you have a perfectly good reason… I’m pregnant, and if it comes out that the weather of Silverthorn is too much for my delicate condition and it’s causing me undue stress, do you believe they will stop us from leaving? I am carrying your heir, and in this, even the biggest mouth who might complain will find himself quite muted…” *It was her ace in the hole, their ticket out, though Gods forbid it proved true… The last thing she wanted was for their babies to be at risk because of the stress in Silverthorn… She reached up to cradle his cheeks in her hands, the map tucked away in her sleeve for a moment, her fingers gently fanning out over his cheeks.* “I will have it all sorted and I promise you… When we do put Silverthorn behind us, it will be with peace, and with the chance that both the city and it’s people will heal… When the time is right, Ryker will go back home and he will be a beautiful king, we raised him after all… In him we gave our everything, and we saved him from Tirithon, we set down roots deep that are full of love and compassion for others… Silverthorn will be beautiful again, and when we do decide to come back, it will be without the sadness of our past… Now… Enough of that.” *She said with a smile, running her finger lightly down the bridge of his nose before lifting it off, tapping the end of it there with a wink.* “YOU, my love, need to go out and have a smoke if your beautiful head is thinking about all of this… “ *She would lead him out to the little smoking area, the doors being opened up for them, only to have the snow clad vista open up before them… Oh it was STUNNING… Unique fire places and fire pits were spread out here and there, large enough for groups to gather around and talk while they smoke and drank, seats for those who wished to enjoy a moment of respite after walking all over… Waiters to serve drinks and snacks, to tend any stains that might have occurred, to make sure all was still going to go beautifully. She turned to smile at him, giving him a gentle nudge out the door…* “Go… Relax… Your favorite cigarettes are in your pocket… I will come get you once I am done!”
(23:06:52 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *She had left him then and she would make her way to the Drow area… As she had promised they had made a wide berth around it, well too far away to allow any such taint to come to them, nothing would have triggered him with the distance… Though it also meant she had a little bit of a walk to do, but it would be more than enough to give him a chance to just relax and enjoy a cigarette or two, to chat it up a little bit with another man or two out there… She made good time though without running into anyone, arriving at the booth still plenty early enough for her to begin to list off what she needed, making sure they were all wrapped separately, no leaves ever touching the others… She even got several different type of poisons there from the many flora and fauna, again, all separately packed… It was at the very end, after looking around through several options did she make her choice… A part of her hated it… But a bigger part knew that this was what he needed… She just… She had to trust him… And he had to trust her… To know that she would never let him slip so far, that she would only give him enough to keep the side effects of cold turkey at bay, and she had to trust him… Not to abuse it… Not to go down that path again as he had before… The pipe she picked was delicate… Slender… Made from amber it glowed with a warm light, the delicate gold mouthpiece and fretted stem were beautiful, and the bowl though small was elaborately capped… Along with the pipe, she purchased a small ball of opium, just enough for them to share… Though she sent along the rest to the castle much as the various bottles of liquor were, these she kept on her, hidden away beneath her skirt, cleverly hung within her thigh highs and garters. Once it was done, she would step out and make her way back to the patio area, looking at the various clocks about she could see she had only been gone fifteen minutes or so… She was also careful to make sure none of the smells lingered on her skin or person, she wanted no trouble to come to Ace, no triggers, no issues… When she did arrive she came out to the patio area… But she couldn’t see Ace… Being as short as she was, she couldn’t exactly look over the crowd, and with so many people milling about it wasn’t exactly easy… She was going left… then right… Soft excuse me’s.. Pardon me’s… If you will’s… She was still unable to find him though after a few moments she thought she had and she had, in her eagerness, put a little more pep to her step than was perhaps wise… For as she was making a bee line for Ace’s form, a man ahead of her stepped back from a fire pit and ended up ramming directly into her, sending her backwards and well onto her rear. She heard no snap… Nothing had fallen… The only thing broken was her pride in that moment… She heard about a thousand apologies, asking if she was alright, did she need assistance… A good dozen hands before her face… She shook her head, telling them all she was quite alright, taking the hand that had extended down to help her up… She was brushing her skirt off and laying the pleats out right when someone asked if she had spilled her drink, causing her to tilt her head before one of the men rather… Delicately looked down at her chest… Not only had her dressed slipped a bit but there were a couple of marks starting to show. Cheeks flaming she still managed to wave it off, staying she had two little shot glasses for herself and her fiancé, that she must have spilled them and lost the glasses in the snow… Crossing her arms over her chest, she just kept smiling, pretending… She stepped away and said she was off to find Ace then, waving off sweetly and with much kindness any offers for help beyond that, needing to get away for a moment… Rather than go for someone who she had lost in the crowd, she made her way back out, trying to find the lavatory she had passed so she could get herself in order… Ace would surely be ok to wait a little longer for her while she made some… Corrections…*
(05:25:15 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..it was busy.. and growing busier as the minutes past.. more and more people were piling into the venue but because of its size it would take a whole lot more before it became uncomfortable.. she had lead him around to a few stalls here and there.. different types of liquor.. foods.. meats and cheeses ..he had made numerous purchases though nothing in any great quantity just a couple here and a couple there.. making sure to let certain vendors know he was more than impressed with the wares they had on offer.. he had shook his head a politely declined when that particular cheese was offered to him there.. allowing her to partake in it since she seemed quite eager indeed.. he leant partially against the counter as his steel gaze wandered over the interior of this particular vendors display.. his brow rose however when he heard the moan coming from her.. tilting his head as he glanced in her direction with a rather curious gaze.. he laughed quietly and shook his head when she finally came to her senses.. noting that blush there.. the coloring upon her cheeks.. the order was finalised and he helped her out of there as quickly as she could.. feeling her trying to hide herself in against his side there- .. Well now.. that was certainly quite entertaining.. you don’t have to tell me how you thought the cheese was.. I am fairly certain we all have a fair idea.. .. the corners of his lips twitched there as he did his best to stifle the laughter that was coming out in short bursts there.. he slid his arm around her.. rubbing her side a little as he brushed his lips to her forehead- ..you’re far to cute for words my dear.. ..they wandered a bit further then.. in no particular direction.. just from vendor to vendor.. glancing over what was on offer.. inclining their heads in polite greetings to those that were coming in their direction.. he brought up his thoughts on what to do with Ryker and the whole debacle when it came to the castle and ruling it.. it had been on his mind and continued to itch at him every so often.. something he figured wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon ..she gave him her thoughts then.. that so far as she was concerned Ryker was coming back with them.. to live in Arvandor.. his brows furrowed a little.. it was something he hadn’t really thought on.. taking his brother down to where they all preferred to reside.. knowing it would help him out.. maybe even give the kid a chance at love and seeing just what his heart desired without the restrictions of councils and courts.. and of course their Father breathing down his neck.. he nodded his head- .. makes sense really.. yes he should come back.. even it if is only temporary.. would also open his eyes a little .. to a life that is perhaps a little more normal.. not everything being shown through those rose coloured glasses.. .. he had slummed it.. and did a damn good job of it.. no one knew he was royalty.. No one.. and he had gotten away with it for such a long time.. he listened when she spoke on his Father never intending on Ryker to rule.. that there was a council to step in until he was found.. that tose very people would step in and handle everything when they decided to leave.. he was a little surprised when she pulled him aside.. down into a little alcove there.. he looked to her.. watching her as she told him he would refuse.. and that the council would have a fit.. he was preparing himself for that.. but that their pregnancy was a perfectly good reason.. that maybe Silverthorn was not good for the heir apparent.. he chuckled and nodded.. his hand rose as he rubbed at his chin there with his fingers- .You have answers for everyting don’t you.. ..his hands fell there to rest just casually.. lightly about her middle..feeling the soft silk like fabric beneath.. it would make sense.. and the council couldn’t really argue the point when a pregnancy was concerned.. - .. it’s just something that’s going to have to be made public first.. now the right time for that..well.. that’s anyones guess really.... his lids half closed when she reached and cradled his cheeks in her warm soft hands.. she reassured him.. telling him that it will be all sorted.. promising him of such.. - .. thank you.. .. he whispered in response- .. You certainly know how to sooth my ragged nerves.. .. he lifted his head a little to press his lips to her forehead.. she told him it was time for him to go out and have a cigarette and he nodded.. - .. yes I think that sounds like a very.. very good idea.. .. she guided him out into the designated smoking area.. the doors having been opened up for them.. it was a beautiful view.. and it was crisp and cool.. enough to chase away the heat and the slight sleepy vibe one got from being inside with all those alcohol fumes.. there weren’t a lot of people out here yet.. so there was plenty of room.. he noticed a few chairs.. she nudged him out then.. he drew breath as if to ask where he was meant to be getting these cigarettes from before she spoke about them being in his pocket.. his brows furrowed and he patted them down before he felt the slight ridge there and he chuckled.. he threw her a salute..- .. always and ever prepared.. just be careful.. please.. .. he gave her hand a squeeze before he moved to step out into the area properly.. lifting one of those cigarettes up.. sliding it between his lips as he took a small drag of it.. inhaling long.. and deeply.. his lids closing over as he held it a little longer than was necessary before begrudgingly releasing it very.. very slowly.. he managed to jump into a little small talk with a prince from a neighbouring kingdom as the pair of them leant against one of the balcony railings.. it was just nonsense talk really.. bachelor kind of rabble.. that to anyone else probably meant nothing.. but he seemed to get a bit of a laugh out of it.. a few more people came out then.. .. the crowds all seemed to pool around the entrance there.. he got lost in conversation about princesses and the fact that Kings seemed to enjoy making their sons marry off to whoever the Father wanted.. that it was rare to be able to choose.. the prince finding the relationship with Rose to be rather novel and rare.. but that it gave everyone else hope that they could do the same perhaps.. in the future.. he didn’t see her come out.. she was a short little thing afterall.. his attentions shifted when he heard a rang of apologies though.. his brows furrowing as both him and his young prince companion tried to figure on what was happening.. he took another drag of that cigarette there..
(05:25:28 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: exhaling slowly.. and he was just about to turn around and face out toward the surrounds before he caught sight of that particular shade of blue rushing off in the opposite direction.. his brow rose there.. he excused himself.. his companion more than agreeable as he moved to make his way through the throngs of people.. it took a moment.. but soon enough they began to part.. she was a little ways ahead of him though.. he caught her direction as best he could.. basically keeping an eye out for the blue of her dress.. being thrown off now and then by a curtain or someone elses skirt.. but finding her soon enough.. she seemed to disappear within one of the side rooms there.. one with a door.. not so much a curtain.. he came up to it then.. the door already closed by the time he got to it.. he waited until there was no one in the general area before he knocked upon the door- .. Rose?.... he called out to her.. not loudly.. not enough to draw attention.. but enough for her to hear him- .. is everything ok?.. I saw you rush off in quite a hurry indeed.. .. he was understandably worried.. and would try the handle there if it was unlocked he would make his way inside.. though not drawing the door open too widley just enough for him to slip in with her-
(06:38:52 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: *It was indeed becoming busier and busier as more of those carriages arrived, and from what she had seen earlier while they were coming in, that line alone had promised that even this place would get a little crush… And that was just the carriages, she had been too high up to see if there were any on horseback, but she was sure more than a few adventuresome souls had dared the snow for the beautiful rare day that the sun was promising it to be. It was wonderful in one of those crazy, chaotic, no way in graces was anything going to go as planned sort of thing… It was just nice to be around people who didn’t want anything from them… They were there to see the fair, just like everyone else, and with that came a certain sort of equivocality… An equality of rank among them all, no one wanting to be due more favors than others, or to be hindered by such a thing and therefor interrupting their ability to enjoy the fair. All over there were different people, different races, different ranks… Yet everyone was afforded the same kindness, the King in ermine and mink for instance, was afforded no greater favor over the merchant who was selling out of his little apartment in the great malachite and gold halls… It made everything a lot more fun, she and Ace could move about freely, to go from vendor to vendor and never once fear that they would be stopped or picked up on. He had found several bottles he favored, his taste as always was quit exemplary and demanding, so she could only imagine just how good they might be… She was just not the biggest fan of hard liquor, she left all that goodness to Ace, knowing he would easily enjoy it for the both of them. It was however, at one of those very vendors that she was given the choice of having a bit of cheese, to which she thought… Well, why not? She hadn’t eaten or drunk anything yet, though she did pick up a bit of this or that here and there, and the snow white bit of cheese did seem interesting… And she was so glad she had tried it… It was like heaven on the tongue, such a mellow yet complex melody of flavors, hints of this and that… The way it just melted on her tongue… She was passionate about food like Ace was about his whiskey, and she couldn’t help the moan that passed her lips, throaty and pleasured as she enjoyed the rich symphony of taste on her tongue. When she came to it was only to see several people looking at her with wonder, brows raised, and to say she got a little pink cheeked would have been an understatement. She blushed hotly and hard, making her order before she and Ace left, trying to hide herself against his arm…* “Ace…..!” *She whined and poked him in the side, her cheeks still quite pink, pressing up against his arm. Oh she hadn’t felt that embarrassed for something since she had been under the influence at Jacob’s hospital… She just curled in tighter to his side, wanting to just vanish into the floor for a little while, at least until her cheeks stopped burning.* “I didn’t even know I had done it!! It was just…. Really… That cheese… I didn’t even know cheese could melt like that, let alone taste the way it did… I just… Oh Gods…” *She whined again and just gave into the fact she had moaned in front of a group of strangers… She felt his lips to her forehead, saying she was too cute words, all the while she was trying to imagine that she hadn’t ACTUALLY done that… As they visited shops she marked them off, making notes by the ones they had made purchases at and what they had bought, making little tallies of both the cost and any notes in specific… She was a little busy bug like that… A lot of old habits coming to the surface from when they were both younger… As they walked, making smiles, small words with those who they say… He had asked her about Ryker… She wanted him to come back with them. Jacob liked him, they were of an age, and Ryker needed a place that was full of love and freedom… Arvandor had a way of healing the heart and she though Ryker would be better off finding a place to heal… To ground himself… She thought he might stay a month, perhaps two, but she didn’t think Silverthorn would allow them much more… But she hoped in that time Ryker might find the strength and his own resolve to do what needed to be done… The truth, and they both knew it, was that neither she nor Ace wanted to rule… They weren’t cut from that cloth, despite family and genetics, ruling was nothing they wanted to have anything to do with. Ryker though… As much as Tirithon might hate his sexual inclination, Ryker had everything in him to rule, and to rule well… His father was just too blind to see it.* “I think yes… Perhaps a month or two… A chance for him to let Arvandor heal him up… Show him a different kind of life… Plus I know he would be more than happy with the little ones all around, a chance for him to get to know his nieces and nephews, he just adores little ones… And then Pia will steal his heart and he’ll be like the rest of us poor sods, wrapped about a babys finger and none the wiser for it…” *She said with a smile and a soft laugh. Pia was like a little magnet for people. They just drew in to her like no one could believe, something about that priceless, precious little grin and happy nature just… It caught people. She went on to explain what she had heard… Was any of it true? She had no way of really knowing. It was certainly not something she was going to ask Tirithon about, even the idea of it was just bad news, knowing Tirithon would see a thousand other things in her question that would serve nothing more than to complicate matters. Still, that was for her to worry about, not Ryker or Ace… It was why she pulled him into a little hidey hole on the side, just big enough for the two of them… She knew that when they left, the council would have a freakin shit storm, and why not? They had lost Ace for twenty years, they were not going to be entirely thrilled to lose him again, but she would gladly sell her soul to Khorn than let them try to control him anymore than they already were. They had done their time in that area, thank you very much, and she was not keen to repeat it. She told him that, at the end, there was no way any of those on the council could say a damn thing… She was pregnant, and Silverthorn needed an heir, of which she knew she was carrying. IF she were to say Silverthorn did not agree with her in such a delicate state, they would have no choice but to let them go back to Arvandor, and the matter would be settled tip top…*
(06:39:11 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: “No… No where near… I wish I did… I really, truly wish I did…” *She was, at best, quick on her metal feet… She had little things set aside, ways to manage tough situations, but she had always done that… It was second nature to both cover her ass, and her tracks, and to make sure that she didn’t get caught out… It stood her, them, all in good stand so far… She was just doing the best she could to protect him, herself, and their family… It wasn’t easy, but at least it was something she could do. She felt his hands come to settle about the wee dip of her waist, still small despite everything, her hands coming up to rest on the rounds of his shoulders… Just soft… A light touch…* “I don’t know… See… I told you I don’t have all the answers… I don’t know when the right time is to tell the council about our pregnancy… All I can do is hope and watch, waiting for the right time, and with any grace I will do this well.” *She reached up to gently run her finger along his nose, cradling his cheeks in her hands, just lightly soothing him… Promising him she had this all settled and sorted out, that she would take care of everything, he didn’t have to worry… She had been the one to make the mess after all, had she not? She smiled softly when he thanked her, telling her she knew how to sooth him, reaching up on her tip toes to kiss his cheek before they left the little hiding spot.* “I love you…” *She only knew how to sooth his nerves because she had been doing it for so long… Ace was, by his very nature, a stormy personality… Fair and foul weather alike… He had storms and sunny days just like everyone else, only he tended to just, have them on bigger scales… She told him it was time for him to go and have a smoke, leading him to the outdoor pavilion area, only to gently push him through the opened doorway… The blast of fresh cold mountain air was quite the treat after the warm temperature’s inside the halls… She had already packed his smokes in his pocket, she had thought about everything for today for hours, planning as much of it down as she dared… So with a smile she told him they were there on his person, watching him feel for them, a smile on his face before he saluted her. She returned the smile with a little giggle of her own, making her own smart salute, only to wink at him at the end.* “I am a mommy… I have to be prepared at all times!” *She had four little ones, and who knew what this new bundle might be, and she had learned how to manage them all along with work and still pleasing two husbands… Oh yes. She knew very, very, well about being prepared for all eventualities she possible could. She blew him a kiss, promising to stay safe as she made her way back into the hall, he himself heading out to the snowy area where a few men were already mingling with smokes and drinks… She had then taken herself to the Drow area, and after placing several orders for every herb and poison she could get her little hands on, all paid from her own account of course… She had bought the pipe and the opium… She planned on sneaking it to him tonight… To slip it to him in a kiss or something… She knew he would resist if she just offered it outright… She had to be coy… Slick… Sneaky… She had to be Ace really… When it was all said and done, she took a longer walk back, making sure she was removing any scents from her skin so nothing would upset him… Coming out then to the little landing, making her way towards who she thought was Ace, only to make that run in… Normally it would have been an entirely no harm, no foul event, but in this dress… Not so much… She had taken a bit of a tumble and after being helped up and waving off offers of extended help, she had been alerted to something staining the front of her dress… At first she had no idea what he was talking about, a look of confusion on her face before she looked down, noting the slight slipping of her dress and the twin wet spots… She knew what it was… Though no one else did… They seemed to take her words on having a set of shot glasses as gospel, telling her she might want to see to them before her dress stained, another offering to escort her to her male companion. Again, she just smiled and waved it off, crossing her arms about her chest lightly… She made sure no one was offended or curious before she left to go to the little private lavatory on the side that she had seen when returning, unaware that Ace had known about the little upset, or that he was following her. She was more entirely intent on getting into a bathroom so she could try and handle things, but how in the world she was going to do that, she had no idea… This was not something she had prepared for… She didn’t know what to do… Only that she was grabbing up a couple of warm towels that were on hand and sliding them under her dress, but it only made matters worse, so much so that by the time Ace found her… She was on the verge of crying… The handle was unlocked for him, though she quickly threw it up once he was in, turning away for him as she sat down on a little stool in there.* “No… And Yes… I mean… I am fine but… I can’t make it stop… And the dress… I don’t… “ *She said softly, a little hitch in her voice, the raised pitch showing she was in a bit of distress… She looked over her shoulder at him, the small sway of her pearl earrings glittering in the light, those large almond shaped eyes luminious with unspent tears…* “Normally… You or Jacob… But… Well… And with how often I am watched, I can’t even do it myself and it’s just… It’s been a week and I can’t even explain the pressure… But it’s… And just…” *She was afraid… Her dress was wet from the breastmilk and she had no idea how to get it out as she had never once stained a dress before, always wearing a bra that she lined during such times, JUST so that she wouldn’t have this happen… She didn’t know how to dry it or keep it from staining the silk… And because of the pressure and the sudden collision, plus the kiss earlier, it just made everything kind of go belly up… She could only sit there and hold a cloth up to catch it, but nothing she did stopped it so far, and the pain was enough to where she wasn’t even sure if she could…* “I was so stupid… I really should have been watching closer… I thought I saw you and I wasn’t watching the people around me… Really… You should go back out Ace… Go see a few more vendors… I’ll be out once this is… Sorted..”
(05:04:42 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..the two of them spoke a little on Ryker and just what could be done there, he wasn’t entirely sure.. she however turned it around. Suggesting they take him back to Arvandor with them, to give him a different view of life, a chance to live an actual life..without worrying about councils or elders.. just living and loving..only for him to then return to the throne when they felt he was ready.. he nodded- .. it makes sense.. in a way yes.. I do believe he would be fit to rule once he grew up a little more.. I don’t think his heart is in it right now.. he’s a bit to much up in the clouds so to speak.. but if we were to give him time.. space to breathe and exist without being caged then I think he would slot into the position easily..and by then.. his chosen partner wouldn’t come across as so much an abomination.. and with you being pregnant.. well there would already be an heir on the way.. they wouldn’t have to worry or stress about the lack of procreating that Ryker would be doing.. he laughed a little and nodded when she spoke about Pia wrapping Ryker around her little finger- .. without a doubt my dear.. without a doubt.. .. she had pulled him down into that little ally there..that small alcove to talk.. he wasn’t sure and neither was she when the right moment would be for them to talk to the council about hr pregnancy.. her suggestion on waiting .. that the time would show itself when it was indeed proper- we can hope yes .. he had brushed his lips to her forehead there.. just a light barely there kiss before she mentioned it was time for him to slip out for a cigarette.. he certainly didn’t need to be told twice.. it would give him a chance to get out of the crowd that wasgrowing quite steadily.. she had everything prepared for him..his cigarettes down in his pocket there as she moved back into the hall proper.. he shifted out toward one of the fenced off ledges.. leaning against it as he lit that cigarette.. letting the sweetly laced smoke coat his lungs as he held it a little longer than was perhaps necessary.. he got to talking with a prince from a neighbouring kingdom.. nothing in particular simple small talk and sillyness that two gentleman often spoke on.. namely women and liquor .. he offered the friendly prince there a cigarette.. and they leant with their backs to the group proper.. neither of them catching her return due to her height.. having no idea indeed.. it seemed to be just the right time for most to step out for some air.. though the commotion caught his attention causing him to glance back over his shoulder.. his brows furrowing a little ..he heard quite a few appologies.. the prince beside him questioning what was going on.. he shrugged his shoulders a little.. making sure to let the guy know he was just as confused.. before he caught sight of the blue of her dress.. he paused a moment.. it only took that second for him to put two and two together.. excusing himself there as he moved back through the throng of people.. weaving in and out a little.. having to offer an apology every so often as he made his way through groups.. she never got too far.. he caught continues glimpses of her dress flicking out every so often though he nearly lost her.. mistaking her dress for the curl of a curtain.. before he saw the door closing.. he waited there in the corridor until those who were walking down it dispersed.. before he knocked.. rapping his knuckles upon the hard wood there.. calling out to her.. letting her know it was him before he reached for the handle to see if it was unlocked.. he slipped inside the room.. nearly getting his jacket caught in the door when she reached to close it and lock it with almost break neck speed.. he blinked.. his head tilting- .. whats wrong Rose?.... he questioned.. looking to her there as she sat down upon the little stool .. he noticed she had towels hanging here and tere.. her dress was pretty well packed by this stage.. his brow had risen.. she spoke on not being so good.. that she was fine but that she couldn’t make it stop?.. he looked maybe a little confused.. couldn’t make what stop? He questioned himself.. before it dawned on him and his mouth dropped open a little.. his hand rose as he rubbed it against his forehead- Ah!.. yes of course.. .. he exhaled.. his hands slid back through his hair there- but you are alright yes? You aren’t hurt?.. .. that was his only concern.. screw the dress.. couldn’t have cared any less if he tried.. she spoke on how Jacob or him would have helped her out.. but with how often she was watched she couldn’t even take care of herself.. well.. herself.. that it had been a week and the pressure was becoming inexplanable .. he rolled his neck a little.. oh now this was tough.. he was fighting an inner war there..two people arguing the points of what to do and what not to do.. the fear of touching her.. of what he was capable of.. of what he had done.. she said she was stupid and she should have been paying more attention.. that he should go back out.. to see a few more vendors.. that she’d be out once it was sorted.. - .. I couldn’t leave you on your own.. like this.. what kind of person does that? Let alone to someone who is about to be my wife.. .. he came up behind her there.. his hands coming down to rest there upon the rounds of her shoulders.. reaching along the delicate curves before he drew her hair over one of her shoulders.. letting it all pool down her right.. he would reach down behind her and she’d feel the tug there upon the button clasp.. the zipper.. the fabric releasing as he went down.. till he reached her lower back there.. his hands.. his fingers guiding back up along her spine there before he reached for the fabric that rested about her shoulders.. drawing it down her arms as he leant against her.. his face coming to press against the side of hers as he reached down and around her- .. stand up.
(05:04:51 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: . .. he’d whisper.. just softly there against her ear.. waiting for her to do so before he would allow the dress to fall.. to tumble down her frame leaving her in whatever she had on beneath it.. he’d reach for it.. picking it up and resting it over the back of one of the chairs there.. - .. the dress is just fabric.. and its easily fixed.. don’t even worry about it.. .. he would guide her around so he was seated upon the stool she was only moments before…patting his lap there- .. come.. sit.. .. he would motion to her as his head was slightly tilted up.. those steel grey eyes lingering upon hers as he waited for her to settle .. to sit there.. his hands would come down to rest against her lower back there.. - .. relax.. .. he whispered.. his hands giding up along her sides there.. her ribs as he found the closure upon the bra she wore.. a bit of a tug and it released the weight of her very full breasts.. drawing it down her arms.. letting it fall to the side there.. he exhaled softly rolling his neck in response to the view of her.. her petite little frame.. settled sweetly upon his lap.. his hands fell to her hips there.. his thumbs hooked into the waistband of those panties before he reached around to grip her ass.. yanking her forward till she was pressed flush against his body..his head tilting up.. looking to her there- .. I have all this around me.. all this fucking perfect liquor.. the smoothest whisky.. that would melt my very bones.. and yet all I can think of.. is you.. .. without warning he latched his teeth on her lower lip.. tugging upon it before his lips all but claimed her own.. it was reminiscent of the kiss they shared earlier.. only now.. a little stronger.. a little deeper.. his tongue lifting up to dip into the heated depths of her mouth.. his hands lifted from her ass to reach between them.. to cradle and hold those heavy breasts of hers.. lightly brushing his thumbs across those sticky wet nipples- .. Tell me.. .. he whispered against her lips- .. if I.. If you.. .. he hesitated there.. - .. if you need to stop.. and I will..
(07:08:52 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *Ryker had only just become a young man when she had been taken from them, the sweet boy that they had protected and raised had in that time grown up, turned into the young man she was only now rediscovering… He was still playful and impish, he still had the tender heart that would break if he saw so much as a stray kitten being neglected, and the quick witt that often had him excelling in his studies. But as much as he might have all of that, you needed more too, to become a good king… Knowledge of one’s self… Your strengths and weaknesses, the ability to overcome those faults and rule, and to know that the rule of your reign is not for your own glory but for the people… At least… That was what she believed… She also felt that the best thing for Ryker would be a chance to… Just breathe a little, to stretch out, find his own space without fear of falling into someone else’s shadow. He also needed to get his sexual needs out of the way… Sorted… Let his lust get a bit of free reign until it let go of all that excess build up… As much as she adored and understood him and his needs, a King can’t just romp around in the secret with a guard, it was just not going to work… Though a good boy from Arvandor… If that were to happen, it would be far more acceptable, and in the end better for him… Someone who would just love him for him, not for what loving him might bring them in the long run.* “He’s… Still quite young in the end… He has always had someone else to tell him what to do, or what not to do, a set of rules to follow… He’s always had someone elses lines to color in… I think once he gets out on his own in Arvandor… In a little house that he would have to fix and maintain on his own… Maybe even find a job… He will be able to find out who he is without someone elses shadow to hide in… And when he does that, he will see who he is, and be ready to rule…” *She knew he could do it, just as Ace did, he just needed that last little bit… The last push or leap to get him over the edge and well onto his chance to fly on his own… She had teased about Pia wrapping him about her finger, knowing that it was a foregone conclusion, no one who met Pia didn’t fall in love with the precocious little angel. She brought out the best in people, and there was rarely a day that went by where she wasn’t shocked and amazed that she was her daughter, that she had almost lost her… Her being alive was a miracle in and of itself, but just who she was as a little person, that was something that just amazed her daily...* “She will straighten him out in ways we never can…” *If ever anything was going to be haunting Ryker, Pia would find it out and make it better, though which of them she got that from she had no idea… She had pulled them into a little alcove for a moment, Ace had begun to really worry, and she was bound and determined to make sure all that stuff was left outside the event… NO worries… NO fears… NO Silverthorn was allowed to follow them in… So she did her very best to settle him down, to just push all that stuff and nonsense back outside the door, to take his mind off of it. She told him their out was the fact she was pregnant, no one would ever risk the heir apparent, especially with Tirithons death having either already happened at that time or looming on the horizon. True, they would have to make it public, the announcement would have to go out all over Silverthorn… And when was the right time to do it? When should they make the news known? She knew it would have to be a little before they got to the point they couldn’t take it anymore, but they were already a little close to that as it was, but…. At the end of the day… She would handle it… She had in the end been the one to cause this whole mess to happen. She would be the one to clean it up. She smiled at the soft kiss to her forehead as she told him it was time for him to go and have a smoke, the clean air and open vista would surely do wonders to settle his galloping mind, and the cigarette would just finish the deal… She had split off after telling him the cigarettes were in his pocket, going to transact her business with the Drow, keeping only the opium pipe and the little pearl of it on her person… Everything else was to be shipped ahead of course… And once it was done she had left, making her way to the same vista she had left him at, and like all things with her… She had her typical run in with a dose of bad luck… She was short for an elf, and that meant in a world full of tall people, she was at a disadvantage. She had thought she finally spotted Ace and made a bee line for him, only in her haste to end up colliding with someone who was stepping out of their group, and the resulting collision had her landing on her rear end in the snow. At first… It seemed like there would be no issue… She had been helped up and dusted her skirt off, her top had slipped down a little, but nothing a bit of private adjusting wouldn’t do… Though when someone mentioned the wet spots she knew what it was, and after some very quick excuses and waving off offers of additional help, she had ran out of there as quickly as she could without drawing any unwanted attention… She knew that there had been a little commotion after the run in, after all it was rather rude to send a lady to her rear end after a collision, but she honestly couldn’t linger to find Ace… Instead she made her way towards the nearest bathroom, a little single person one set to the side as there were hundreds of them all over the place… She hadn’t locked the door, she hadn’t thought about it, only about trying to stem the damage… She heard Ace knock and come in, and she locked th door behind them immediately, being reminded that this was not quite the most private place without it… When he had asked what was wrong as she sat down on the little stool there, warm cloths held to her breasts, tears in her eyes… She couldn’t quite make herself come out with it point blank, she still felt a bit shy about it, a little nervous… She wasn’t doing do well, she couldn’t make it stop once she had started, and after a week of build up she wasn’t even sure if she should… He seemed to not get it for a moment, that her condition had slipped over his head a little, and she was too embarrassed to say it outright… Though she could have blessed Hanali when it did dawn on him, seeing his jaw drop a little there, causing her to have a small and soft little giggle there… Well… He looked pretty adorable doing it… It made her own situation a little bit better too…*
(07:09:18 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
says to ...Black Hearted Beast..: ”I am ok… Really… It was just a bit of a shock and I didn’t expect it… I think I slipped on a bit of ice, but the snow cradled me just fine, I am not bruised or anything just… In a bind… The dress is wet now and I can’t… I don’t even know how to get it out…” *And she didn’t… She had no idea what so ever how to treat any of these things… Jacob had always… Well… Helped… In this area… Then of course with their enjoyment of her condition, she was rarely even full, and with the triplets… She had struggled even a little to feed them all for a little time… She had been more than drained… So finding herself pregnant and with full breasts and no way to alleviate the pressure, no chance at privacy to do anything of the sort, they had just built up over the week… Until the moment she had ran into the man and the pressure and sudden contact had been enough to set them off and now she couldn’t get it to stop… It was her own fault for not watching an she knew it, and there was no reason for Ace to be stuck in this room with her, telling him he should go out… Have fun… See a few more vendors… She would go out and find him… She didn’t want to make him uncomfortable… Since the event he was almost afraid to even touch her, so over the last week she just gave up on it, and she wouldn’t pursue it… The first day or two were pure hell… The third was more like purgatory… And by now it was just a dull ache like a broken bone… She could manage… It was better than trying and being rejected…* “Oh Ace, you know it isn’t like that… I’m not hurt really it’s just… A little bit awkward… It can’t run on like this forever after all… Really… Just go and enjoy yourself, I am sure that I won’t be long… Truly…”*She sighed softly when she felt his hands on her skin though, feeling the shiver race down her spine, to torture her a little with more than a few memories… She had ached for him… missed him… Needed him… But she didn’t dare ask even once…* “Ace…” *She said softly as he pulled her hair over her shoulder, just making those shivers all the worse, feeling them jolt and crackle all over her skin… It just made everything so much worse in a way… She curled her fingers in against the towels she held against her breasts at the moment, feeling the little tug and pull as he released the invisible clasp… The zipper… As it went down so did the rest of her… For the dress was cut and formed to her in such a way that it was meant to be worn without a bra, the fabric provided all the support her breasts needed, though without that same bra she had ended up wetting through to her dress… The moment her breasts were completely free she wined softly, feeling the gush of movement, a new spurt…* “Ace Please…” *She begged… She couldn’t take the teasing… Not even a little bit… As he moved his hands to her shoulders, to slide her dress down, the fabric slowly peeling away from her skin… She whimpered and did as she was told, standing up, her hands at her sides as the rest of the dress just… Fell away from her, the milky little drops falling from her pink nipples, to splash and fall against what ever there was to catch it… AS to what she wore beneath it… to say it was a bit of nothing was… Well… Rather apt… She was wearing next to nothing under it… No bra… No garter belts… No panties… All she had were a set of cream colored garters that held up her soft silk black thigh highs and a silver chain about her waist, the seamstress had put it on her when they first began to measure her because if she gained so much as a millimeter, everything would have to be resized… She pressed her hands over her front, her cheeks flaming as she slipped the pipe from her garter into the towels and let them fall, keeping them hidden… She felt… A little naked… A lot naked…. She WAS naked really… Just a set of little ballerina flats with ankle laces and thigh highs… A drop of tulle and some soft cream colored garters…* “It is but… It’s all I have to wear today… and I don’t… “ *She said, shivering now that she was nude, the warmth the dress had provided her was gone and she felt the chill indeed… Still she kept her hand pressed over her mons, the other over her breasts as she tried for at least some modesty, his own fear of touching her sparked her own worry that he didn’t want her anymore like that… Still… She came as he called her, regardless of what he thought of himself, or what had happened… She was still his… She sat down in his lap, incredibly shy for once, her cheeks bright pink as she looked down… Though as he gently touched her she melted into him, her cheeks still pink, little trembles racking her so often… She felt his hands slide up and down her back before hooking in that silver chain about her middle that made sure she didn’t gain a hair… Dragging her in…* “Ohmigod-“ *She said at the sudden drag, every little nerve ending firing off like mad suddenly, a deep dark whine sounding as she almost melted into him.* “Ace Please…”*Was all she got out before he kissed her and she could have just died… Her arms reaching out, sliding up his chest to loop around behind his neck, her toes curling in her little flats so tight they ached a little. She didn’t stop him, or close up, no she opened up to him entirely… She ran her tongue along his, tasting the various whiskeys and bourbons on his tongue, the little bits of food he had taken here and there… She savored him, suckling on his tongue when she could catch it, nibbling his bottom lip… She whined when he caught her breasts as the kiss broke, biting down on her bottom lip hard, her head falling back onto her shoulders… Even just those little touches of his thumb across her nipple was making them bead up and dribble… His question there made her drag herself up, looking at him with eyes that were hotter, darker than before…* “Ace… I don’t need… To stop Anything…” *She would drop her hand down so that it rested between them, seeking out his cock through his jeans to stroke and rub it, paying sweet tormenting attention to the head of his shaft… Her other hand would fall to grasp his wrist, to guide his hand up, to burry it in those long golden curls… To guide him to form his hand into a fist…* “I miss you… Please… I need this… You… So much… I need all of you… The anger and the fire… I need the fierce lion who found my heart and devoured it…”
(07:45:56 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. he had knocked on her door there.. reaching for the handle as he let himself in.. nearly loosing part of his arm and whatever else when she closed the door quickly and the lock was drawn across.. he was concerned.. confused and more than a little worried.. wondering just what was wrong.. what had happened.. she explained a little as she sat there upon the stool of the small dimly lit room.. he had noticed the towels.. some damper than the others.. and how her dress was a little bunched up.. and it took him a moment or two before he picked up on what she was saying.. his realisation of that clear as a bell on his face as his mouth dropped open a little.. he reached up to rub his hand across his forehead when she giggled at him..with everything that had happened it wasn’tsomething that had actually crossed his mind.. he had been extremely busy this past week and that alone had been a blessing in disguise.. it meant that it gave them both the opportunity to think.. to breathe.. though it also meant they were held quite apart from one another too.. which in essence then caused situations like this one.. she spoke on having slipped on a bit of ice that she wasn’t bruised or anything.. just in a bit of a bind.. what with the dress being wet and that she didn’t know how to get it out.. he shook his head- .. the dress is easily fixable.. Ill be the first to admit I don’t know about fabrics.. and whatever.. but I do know it wouldn’t be hard to get a hold of a shawl or even to get you to wear my jacket as we left.. no one would give it a second thought .. as fr you slipping and falling.. might be best you see the physician when we get back.. just.. .. his brows drew in there- .. just to be cautious.. .. this was the first child he had actively said he wanted.. with her.. and there was still a chance it was Jacobs.. but he would care none the less.. she told him to go out and enjoy himself.. he brushed her off.. coming up behind her there as he began to release the zipper and button closure on her gown.. dragging it down before he would guide the fabric along her arms.. she begged him.. pleaded with him.. and he simply shhhh’d her.. asking for her to stand as he removed the dress from her person completley.. placing it down upon a chair there.. not noticing her hiding anything.. not having seen any of it.. - .. and you will put it back on once its dried.. and once we have.. dealt with this problem you have.. .. he settled down to sit there upon the seat she was on only moments before.. motioning for her to come sit.. to settle there upon his lap .. he noticed the blushing.. the colouring there upon her cheeks.. - .. don’t hide yourself from me.. . he whispered.. he had seen her trying to cover herself up.. it wasn’t necessary- .. I have seen every inch of you.. .. he guided his hands down the length of her body.. along her ribs before he hooked his thumbs in that chain.. drawing her suddenly into him.. pressing against him.. he heard her sudden proclamation..before he just claimed those lips of hers.. taking them prisoner.. for all his own as his tongue dipped up into her heated depths.. he felt her arms reaching.. sliding around behind his neck.. he heard the deep.. dark little whine come from deep down within her throat somewhere as he nipped and suckled upon her lips and tongue.. his hands lifted… coming to settle there beneath her breasts.. to cradle and hold.. to feel their weight as he began to thumb those hardened sticky beads of hers.. feeing the milk droplets pooling down into the dip of his palms.. he told her.. to tell him to stop if she needed to.. he’d never want to push her.. or press her.. he wasn’t sure howshe was feeling about it all after what he had done.. though when her hand sunk down to rub and stroke his now steadily hardening cock through his jeans .. he couldn’t help the growl against her lips.. she pleaded.. that she missed him.. that she needed this and him.. all of him.. the anger and the fire.. the fierce lion who found her heart and devoured it.. his fingers had indeed found their way into her hair.. tangling in to grip against the back of her scalp .. he crushed his lips to her own then as he lifted his hips up off of the chair just enough to press up against that bare slit of hers.. just a light teasing bucking.. whilst his head was tilted to the side.. enabling him better access to her mouth.. to her tongue and lips.. he suckled her lower .. nipping it.. tugging on it.. before he just released.. - .. wrap your legs around me.. .. he growled against her lips there.. his tone that pitchy sound that was all his own.. he waited until she did before his hands sunk down to grip onto her ass.. holding her in place as he moved to stand.. she weighed practically nothing so this was simple.. it was easy.. he stepped across the room toward the bench top there.. the one she had littered with towels and linens all in an effort to help her with her little problem.. he perched her ass upon it.. letting her legs dangle there as he nudged her thighs wider apart.. enough that it would have ached a little right there in the joint at the hip.. his lips plyed upon her own once more as his hands came to side down her arms.. capturing her fingers as he pulled them back around behind her.. forcing her to just her chest out.. to arch it.. - .. hold onto your wrists.... and he meant it.. for her to hod her wrists behind her back.. he suckled her tongue into his mouth before he released.. dragging his lips down along the delicate curve of her jawline.. her neck.. her throat.. nipping lightly along her shoulder before he would trail his tongue down the upper region of her right breast.. circling that hardened bud before he captured it.. suckling it into his mouth.. urging her to release.. to let down for him.. to paint up the insides of his cheeks.. to coat his tongue and throat as he palmed the other.. rubbing it.. holding it.. rolling the nipple between his fingers as he felt that sweetened milk coating his palm and wrist.. trickling down her stomach to pool there between her well parted thighs.. he supped at her.. lapping at that full breast there.. before he released and moved over to the other.. groaning against her skin at the taste of her.. that intoxicating hit that he hadn’t had in a little while now.. that which he adored.. he loved it.. he wasn’t about to deny it.. his hand that was upon her other breast ducked down between her thighs.. sliding his palm down to press against her now sweetly sticky little slit.. the milk making everything quite slippery and glossy.. he slid a finger between those lips of hers.. dragging from tip all the way down to her entrance and back again..just spreading all that slipperiness around before he would circle that tight little hole of hers.. just a few times.. around and around.. dipping just inside her before withdrawing.. and then in one foul swoop.. thrusting a finger up into her.. curling it.. dragging it against those tight little walls of hers.. whilst he remained firmly latched to her chest-
(09:46:32 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She didn’t actively want to catch him in the door… It was more that her breasts were half out and the last thing she thought she might want in this moment was someone walking by and catching her in such a state… She was a Princess now, or at least everyone would judge her as one, and she could not allow anyone to see her. She was trying to handle something that was unfamiliar to her, a situation she had not had to deal with before, and because of that she was ill prepared to find a solution on the fly… Would it stain? Milk stained horribly if not treated right away… But this wasn’t the typical cow dairy after all, this was breastmilk, so perhaps it worked differently? Would water get it out? His face when he realized why she was so concerned was so cute, so priceless, she couldn’t help the giggle… Even in this situation, he had managed that from her, if only because she hadn’t thought she would see it. They HAD been away from each other, so much so they hadn’t had a meal together in a week, let alone another more than a light peck before bed… True she saw him naked when she helped him in the bath, whiskey and cigarette in hand, washing his back for him as he unloaded any troubles he might have brought to bed with him… Nothing more… Plus with the fact the milk was newly in, well he hadn’t exactly had the time to get used to it as he had with the triplets and with Pia, so it would have been easy as pie for it to have slipped his mind with everything else going on. He asked if she was ok and she told him it was just a bit of ice, a bit of a tumble, do damage done… The only thing she was struggling with was turning off the drip at the moment…* “I don’t know if any of the markets were would sell one… Though I could wear your jacket… “ *She said softly, though the concern about her… It wasn’t that it was new, and yet it was… He knew she was tough, she recovered quickly, bounced back so fast it was almost obscene… Normally he wasn’t quite so concerned… But this time…. She knew… It was different… She was pregnant and for the first time in his life, it was a child he actively wanted, had wished to have with her… True, he loved Pia and Ionwe, as well as Alaric and Aelora… But he had never planned on them with her, if anything, all of them had been a surprise for him… But this little one… Who ever they were… Or might be… He cared for already… Even loved…*”I promise… As soon as we are home I will see the doctor… It’s around that time anyways… I should be able to hear the babies heart beat by now if not soon… Then again, that’s only if I got pregnant when… You know…” *That first time she had slept with them so close together, one after the other when she had been crawling out of her skin with liquid lust, desperate to satisfy that itch… She was almost positive she had caught then, it was just after her last menses, and it had been almost two weeks since she had missed hers… But really… It was all a bit hard to tell… It wasn’t like they had any long dry spells… Before now, anyways… He began to undress her, even after she assured him he was going to be just fine, even after promising that she would go and find him shortly… It was torment… Torture… She needed him but with the distance he had put up after what happened, she didn’t dare crowd him or ask, not because she didn’t want him any more… More because she was afraid of being turned down, being unwanted…. Undesired… She would rather keep at least that much of her pride intact… But he simply, gently shushed her, divesting her of her clothes and leaving her in nothing… Nothing more than her panty hose and tulle garters and that silver chain… She had done her best to hide the pipe and opium before he noticed them, feeling a little bit of panic in that moment, afraid he would see and not understand…* “I am sorry… Truly… I would have taken care of it before but I haven’t had the chance…” *She was just as tried as he was when they got to bed, even when she was hot with need sleep still found her in no time, dragging her into unsatisfied oblivion…He called her to his lap and she had gone, albeit with flushing cheeks and her hands attempting to cover her nudity, feeling a little… Well… Like a stranger in a way… Unsure… Uncertain… Not unlike how she had been with him at the first…* “But…” *She said softly, even though she settled into his lap, her legs spread over his thighs… A week might not seem like long to some, but for them, the way they had it virtually daily… It might as well been months… Plus she had always worn SOMETHING beneath her dresses… Just not this time… Anything would have shown after all… Before she could really say anything else he had hooked that silver chain about her waist and pulled her into him suddenly, tightly, rocking her little world more than a bit… She couldn’t handle any teasing at this point, not a chance of it, she would crawl right out of her skin… He didn’t tease her though.. Or at least… Not yet… Because the moment he looked up into her eyes, drawing her down into his own dark, stormy grey ones she was lost… How could she not cry out to God when he drug her in like that? Only to steal her lips after telling her all he wanted was her… Despite the plethora of some of his favorite things… He just wanted her… How could anyone resist him? He was, after all, her dark God of seduction…. He certainly felt like a god when he kissed her, slaughtering her poor sweet mouth with his tongue, getting her drunk on his taste… The potent mix of alcohol and himself, the way he dominated her tongue and lips with his own, oh she adored it… She missed it so much… The deep dark little whine of need, of desire, of want… It came from deep within and only shifted into a whimper when he cupped her breasts, the weight of them alone was torture but in his hands it was just a lush torment, her nipples beading up and dribbling down to fill his palms… She wanted to rock… TO roll… To grind down on him… But this had to be something he showed her… Let her know if he wanted to go past… This… When he broke the kiss off, to tell her that she was to tell him when to stop, she was in denial… She didn’t need to stop anything, nor would she ever ask him to, she took him as hard and fierce as he was by nature… Why would that change? Regardless of what happened, she loved him, and that meant all the bad broken parts too… As she told him she needed him, every part of him, that lion who had devoured her heart… She reached down to seek out his cock, to rub and stroke along it through his jeans, to find and pay sweet attention to the head.*
(09:46:48 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *Oh his growl against her was perfect… It was all she needed to know… She had caught his hand and guided it to her hair, to show him she wanted him to fist his fingers up in her golden locks, to grab and pull her hair… She wanted him to know… That she didn’t want to take control from him… Nor did she need to… She was safe in his hold… And she never doubted it. Once he saw that though, it was like that barrier he had put up between them was just gone, and she sagged into him… She wanted that slaughtering, masterful, dominating kiss more than she wanted to breath… Parting her lips, giving him everything, letting him plunder the soft sweet cavern of her mouth… Her hand continued to stroke up and down his growing cock, trembling with more than a little excitement, relishing the way it made her feel… Knowing… Remembering how it felt when he shoved up into her… When he impaled her on his cock so sweetly vicious, spreading her out wide, almost to the point of pain but just shy of it… Dancing on that razors edge so perfectly it was addictive… She felt him begin to buck up against her, as if he had read her thoughts, wanting to pluck away at her mind… Oh he was perfect… She began to whimper and rock against him, her bare ass now quite fragile and soft skinned being abraded by his jeans, loving the sting from it… She was going to expire she could swear, she wouldn’t need virtually anything at all to rocket off, and already he was on a damn good start! Her toes kept curling… stretching…curling again… She felt the ache in her feet from it yet she couldn’t help it… Back… Forth… Curl… Release… When he broke off that deliciously deviant kiss of his, only to tell her to wrap her legs about him, he didn’t need to say anything more. Especially when she heard it… That changed pitch… The octave higher when he was aroused… She instantly lifted her legs up and locked them at the ankles behind his back, wrapping her arms about his shoulders so he could stand up without fear of her sliding, her hips lashing him with sweet little rocking motions of her own. Before she knew it she was on a flat surface, soft warm cotton cloths pressed up against the tops of her bare thighs and ass, the icy cold mirror at her back… He urged her to release her legs, spreading them, making his hiss softly at the hot little sing in her hips… Still she held it, biting town on her bottom lip, looking at him as if she could fuck him with her very eyes… Dark, sloe, doe like yet heavily lidded as those emerald and topaz jewels watching him hungrily… Every move… Every shift was captured… Noted… Stored… Still he was not done with her, pulling her hands from where she hand them tangled in his jacket, putting them behind her back… Another order… Oh she felt spoiled… Beautifully so… Making her mewl sweetly in the back of her throat as she did exactly as he ordered… She locked her hands about the opposite wrist behind her back, her shoulders being pulled deeper by the action, causing her chest to be thrust out in quite the alluring fashion… She wanted to call him Sir… To thank him… But she didn’t want to break the moment, unsure of it’s fragility, and she wouldn’t ruin this for the world… He kissed her once more, luring her tongue out to dance with his, to capture and suckle on it before releasing it… Kissing darker… Deeper… Tickling down her jawline… Moaning sweetly as he went down the delicate column of her neck, whimpering as he went lower still, her nails digging into the skin of her wrists as her legs began to tremble and shake on that counter… Had she been standing her knees would have give in… She rocked her head back hard, feeling those long golden curls tickle down her bare back, struggling to remain somewhat muted… Her sounds softer… Though once he licked at her breast… Right before he latched on… Good luck… She gasped as she felt that sudden pressure before that sweet, heavenly, perfect release… That let down… She cried out softly, the relief she felt was so strong, the way his lips felt wrapped about her nipple… The rough scruff of his facial hair against her delicate skin… She felt it rich and sweet, every little sensation, right down to the velvet heat of his tongue against her nipple… She was letting down quite a bit, a weeks worth of waiting had her near the point of no return, and those rich globes were more than happy to give him all he could possibly want… There weren’t even any rings in them today to impede his feast, the dress would have been unable to hide them, and so they were left in their room… SO he had perfect… Unhindered aces to everything…*”Ace…” *She gasped softly, her legs shaking harder, her hips rolling against the counter… She needed… Needed… Needed… Please… She whimpered and whined… She wanted to burry her hands in his hair and hold him to her breasts until they were fully drained, she wanted to drop to her knees and suck his cock until his knees buckled, she wanted hi huge thick cock up inside her pussy and fucking her until she was blind from pleasure… * “You…. You’re… Need to gag… me… Or I’m… Going to be… Too loud…” *There were plenty of clean towels after all… And she knew if he didn’t she was going to start moaning louder despite her best attempts… They both knew she was not a silent lover after all, she was vocal in her pleasures and though she never faked it or sounded tacky, there was no denying the fact when she was getting thoroughly and beautifully fucked… He shifted from her right breast to her left, making her rock back, grinding down hard and fast against the counter… She was wet with breast milk and that slippery sweetness was driving her nuts, she could feel everything and yet there wasn’t enough friction to solve anything, just made it worse… Though he solved that for her soon enough… If he had gagged her she would have bitten quite hard on the cloth and enjoyed a nice muffled cry of pleasure as she felt his hand come down between her thighs… If not… then a rick, husky, sensual moan would pass from her lips as she would rock against his hand… Eager… Needy…* “Please… Please… Please…” *She whimpered and begged… Feeling his tease around her… Just barely dipping the tip of his finger into her… Out… Little motions… She was ready to explode, the muscles in her thighs were jumping and twanging about as she fought to stay still, her toes pointed sharply down. When he slid that finger up, cloth or not, she cried out sharply… Ace didn’t have… Femenine fingers… He had a mans hands, with thick strong fingers, and when he slid them into her and curled them… It was like being fucked… All the while too he never left her breast, it was a perfect mix, making her buck and grind against his hand even though she never pulled her hips in…*”FUCK!” *She cried out sharply, sweetly, muffled or not depending on the gag… He would have felt her gripping him, sucking him in, eager for every little pleasure he would give her.*
(06:43:23 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..he had whispered to her.. or more so growled at her to wrap those long beautifully shaped legs around him.. she didn’t appear to need to be asked twice.. he felt the sudden shift as she did so.. he slid his hands down to grip onto her ass as he moved to stand..lifting her.. turning her about as he perched her upon the edge of the counter.. the towels did well to line it.. so it wasn’t to terribly cold.. though if her back came into contact with that mirror.. well that was a different story entirely.. he forced her thighs a little further apart.. she would have easily felt that sting.. that sudden heat upon her joints.. he pulled her hands back behind her.. telling her to hold her own wrists.. to keep them there.. it would force her chest out.. make those beautifully full breasts of hers just jut out toward him and who could honestly say no to that?..he leant in and took ownership of those lips of hers.. claiming them as his own plyed atop.. dipping his tongue down into those heated sweetly tasting depths.. he suckled her tongue.. nipped at her lower lip.. just supped from her whilst his hands came around.. settling beneath those breasts.. to cup and cradle.. to hold and feel their weight ..his lips drew away from hers soon enough.. to trail down along the delicate curve of her jawline.. the side of her neck.. her throat.. nipping upon the rounds of her shoulders.. til he trailed his way down to those beautiful breasts.. his tongue slid out first.. to drag across the pink skin.. lightly brushing those now quite slippery sweet nipples.. before he drew one into his mouth.. he could hear her moans.. her whimpers and gasps.. and as he figured that let down was nothing short of magnificent.. it coated his tongue.. the insides of his cheeks.. tasted incredible and filled his head with only the most delish lustful fog ever.. nothing came close to it.. nothing at all.. he had reached across to the other.. to the opposite one.. palming it.. rubbing it.. brushing his finger tips across the hardened little pink bud.. feeling the milk pool against his inner palms as it continued to trickle down over the flat of her belly.. he heard her growing a little louder.. and he knew.. if he kept this up.. she’d be crying out for him and there would be people pounding on that door in no time curious as to what was going on.. even perhaps a little concerned that she was in some way hurt though that couldn’t have been further wrong if it tried.. he released her beautiful tit there.. letting them both just fall back against her chest there as he pressed his finger to his lips- .. Hush.. .. he would reach up.. flicking his shirt collar up as he undid his tie.. unlooping it.. unthreading it as he pulled it from his person.. he folded it over a few times there.. till it rested quite neatly upon his palm.. he reached for her.. his thumb upon her chin.. applying a little pressure- .. Open.. .. he would comment quickly.. each word laced as a command though far from forceful.. she would know it.. understand it.. all on tone alone.. he would wait until she had opened her mouth before he would slide the folded tie inside it- .. bite down on it.. you must keep as quiet as you can…don’t want to attract attention now do we.. for if we get interrupted I will step back.. and leave you as you are until we get back to the castle.. and I think we both know.. you don’t want to be left high and dry.. now do you.. .. he tilted his head.. tapping his fingers beneath her chin there ..before he would let his fingers guide down across her tits once more.. feeling the sticky sweet milk against her skin.. how supple and soft the flesh was..before he leant back in.. taking the opposite breast between his lips with little warning.. as he began to sup from it in much the same fashion as he had the other.. his tongue bathed it.. his teeth teased it.. feeling her wriggling.. her trembles.. her shifting.. though she kept those thighs apart for him.. so he was impressed with that.. he had slid his hand down between her thighs he heard her pleading.. though muffled it was..he teased her.. tormented her a little as he dipped just the tip of his finger into her.. in and out.. sweet little motions.. before he ust slid it right on up.. curling it as he felt that scorching hot core of hers.. she bucked against him.. forcing him that little bit deeper.. she began to grind as he withdrew and began to more or less fuck her with that one solitary digit.. she was slick wet.. a mixture of her and her own milk.. the sounds were quite magnificent really.. the suckling of his lips and tongue upon her breast.. the fucking of that finger.. in and out of her.. he guided a second in alongside it.. to stretch her out a little more.. before he lifted his head from her chest.. he must have alleviated some of that pressure for her by that point.. he had been at it for a little while.. and he certainly got his fill .. making his head fill with only the most lush fog ever.. he looked to her there as he continued to just flick those fingers in and out of her.. curling.. dragging probing and thrusting.. over and over.. - .. is this what you want Rose?.... he tilted his head to the side a little as that steel gaze watched her.. - .. do you want me to.. keep fucking you like this?.. to just keep digging into this sweet tight little cunt of yours .. over and over until you explode?.. .. he slid those fingers out of her.. dragging them up over her semi exposed clit.. to pinch between them quickly before they would dive back into her once more.. the suction was quite exquisite - .. just like this.. having you practically naked.. up on a bench.. your thighs spread open.. your tits still so round.. that sweet milk just painting you right up.. or do you want something.. else?.. .. he would rub his lips together..- … mm?..Do you need to be stretched out Rose?.. Do you need to be fucked until you just about pass out?.. .. he leant in closer to her then.. his hips bucking against his wrist.. so he was forcing those fingers in deeper with his body.. she would feel him brushing.. rubbing against her whilst this was happening.. though it was only those two fingers deeply inside her- .Do you need to be fucked until you’re unable to walk straight?.. Tell me Rose.. .. he whispered as he looked to her there.. their faces mere inches apart- .. what is it you want most of all?..and don’t leave out any details or I may just fuck you a little more like this.. bring you to that beautiful peak.. and then ill just head back outside.. leave you to handle things on your own..
(15:10:38 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She loved the way he felt between her legs… The rough abrasion of his jeans and jacket against the delicate flesh of her inner thighs… Feeling the slightly cooler fabric of his jeans against her core… His heat… The strength of his body when he lifted her like it was a picnic, as if she weighed nothing, like she were a toy of his… She shivered with pleasure at it all, the whole package just went right to her head like champagne bubbles, exploding in little fizzy notes of lust… Being settled on the towel strewn counter wasn’t too bad, it was certainly softer than, say a log that she had once been set up on… Though it was a little chill, it was just cold enough to make her shiver with pleasure, her skin growing hot with desire… The mirror behind though was cold as ice, something she discovered when she sagged against it for a moment, jerking herself upright rather quickly… She spread her thighs for him, feeling that sting in her hip joints, making her hiss softly though it wasn’t bad… It was just a little uncomfortable… Enough to make everything else fall into a sharper relief…. Her arms behind her back, hand to wrist as he had ordered, making her full heavy breasts sit out as if on display… She loved it… She loved what he was doing to her… For her… Even if he didn’t touch her, even if it was just orders, to make her sit there and watch him jerk off onto her skin… She wouldn’t begrudge a single second of it… His orders, his dominance of her, the control he took of her flesh and soul… It was just as arousing and erotic to her as the act of sex itself, if not perhaps a little more so, because he could get her soaking wet and whimpering just on orders alone… The pitch of his voice… The way it shifted and changed as he was aroused… The way he looked at her when his dominant nature asserted itself… Oh it was beautiful and perfect and more than a little hot… She knew from first hand experience that he could make her cum on a command alone, even if she wasn’t near that peak yet, just the tone of his voice… The snap in the order… She would drop from the sudden slaughter and she loved it… She sighed in pure pleasure as he reached up to cradle her breasts, Gods they were so tender, tight and sore… Even just the lightest shifts to them were a sharp sort of pain but in his hands… It was a sweet sting… It took the pain and made it pleasure, made her crave that needle like stabbing, her fingers curling in tighter about her wrists…The hot passionate kiss, leaving her chin and cheeks red and roughed up, her lips swollen from his passionate attention… And all so desperately wanted… Craved… She tilted her head as he went down, giving him every supple inch of her ivory sweet neck, feeling the luscious kisses down the way before the nipping at her shoulder… Lower… Licking across the tops of her breasts which only made her let down all the more, creating little rivulets of the softest cream down her pale belly, to fill the dip of her belly button and lower still… When he licked at those little pink nipples it was all she could do to keep her thighs open… All she wanted to do was fuse them as tightly closed as she could and roll her hips to an orgasm… Or at least something close to one… Still he had given her an order to keep her legs open, and she would never, ever want to disobey him… The latching though… The moment she felt his hot mouth close over her sensitive, swollen nipple, that let down… It was incredible… Almost an orgasm in itself with how the surge just rolled through her… Both breasts began to release, flooding mouth and hand alike, driving her to a sort of perfect madness… She was doing her best at being quiet, truly she was, but she couldn’t help some of the sounds that slipped out… A week of constant pressure both in her breasts in in public, she was tightly wound and in desperate need of this, and he did it oh… So… So well… He was right though, the more he gave her, the louder she was eventually going to grow… It was just how she was… He pulled away after a few minutes to press his finger to his lips and she nodded her head mutely, thickly swallowing a half born gasp, panting ever so softly… She just wriggled there, her toes curling and uncurling constantly, her need to move coming through in those little motions… The thumb on her chin was all she needed, but that little comment, that command, oh it made her quake for him… A sexually charged whimper… She parted her lips, feeling the soft silk tie being places against her tongue and lips, closing her mouth around it… To help mute her… To strangle the sounds she would make… His thread left her whimpering, shaking her head quickly from side to side, setting those little pearl earrings swaying from side to side. A soft, muffled ‘no sir’ could be heard ever so slightly through the gag, her body continuing to tremble there… Her legs quaking as she kept them spread for him… Rocking… Rolling as she sought to ease the ache from hell… She felt the little tap of his fingers before he moved down to her breasts once more, just lightly touching them, making her sigh silently against the gag… She couldn’t stop wriggling though, not that she didn’t want to, she just couldn’t… It was so Hot… Sweet… The sudden latching made her buck hard, a sudden cry against the gag that was next to unheard as she rocked her head back, feeling the cold of the mirror against the crown of her head… The relief she got from it… From the feelings of his lips and tongue, the suckling, pulling… Knowing he was latched on and drinking down every drop… Oh all of it combined was just the post perfect sort of lux… When that free hand came down between her legs though, to tease over along her clit and slit, she begged him… Pleaded… She needed more than just that teasing… And he gave her more, slipping that finger into her at last, letting her rock and grind against it… Feeling the way he curled it inside of her, pushing against her hot silken walls, nudging all those little sweet spots… She was easily drawn up to the peak there, the feeling of him at her tits and between her thighs, building her up and draining her all at once… The smell of her sex and milk on the air, mixed with his cologne and the scent of whiskey, all tinged with her desperate need… She was panting, whining, desperate to catch a breath as she rocked… Rolled… Her toes pointed and curled all at once, her legs jumping and trembling, twitching as if she were being shocked…*
(15:10:54 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She was hot and desperate… A wreck… That second finger slid up into her and her back bowed out tightly as her thighs closed in a bit, her knuckles white as her nails dug into her skin, leaving white crescents in the delicate ivory satin of her flesh… She was crying his name out behind the gag, little sharp whines and mewls of pleasure, her poor little core fluttering and pulsing like mad around his fingers… Sucking him in deeper, greedily consuming those masterful fingers, demanding more… Her breasts were starting to ache again, not from the pressure, but from a lack of it… He had suckled her nearly dry, for she wasn’t making a terrible lot at this point, it had just been a good deal of build up… Now they ached because they were adjusting… The sweet firm flesh still plump and round, sitting so high and perky atop her chest, even more so given the position he had her holding… He asked her then… Curling his fingers in her more… Deeper… Pushing in and out of her… Over and Over again… Asking her what she wanted… Did she even know?! It felt like it had been forever since he last touched her, and she was viciously desperate for any sort of contact like this, so she would gladly take what ever he wanted to give her… Still… He was expecting an answer… She nodded her head hard and fast when he asked if she wanted him to keep fucking her… To finger her hot aching core that was in desperate need of those long skilled digits of his… He pulled out of her then, only to pinch over her exposed clit and make her jump, rocking back hard against the mirror as her petit frame shook hard… She rocked for him… With him… Desperate to find that release… When he aske dif she needed something else… If she wanted to be stretched out… TO be fucked until she nearly passed out… Until she couldn’t walk… All the while he had begun to rock up against her, his hips against her things, pushing his fingers deeper into her… Mimicking fucking her… Oh Gods! She cried out sharply as she rocked harder against him, struggling not to lift her legs, to wrap them about him and drag him in tight…* “YES!” *She cried out muffled around the gag, looking at him with lust heavy eyes, pleading with him to remove the gag… She would part her lips, waiting for him to take it out before she would be able to speak, to tell him…* “Please… Fuck me… I want your thick, vicious, brutally huge cock inside me…I want to feel you bottom out in me and make me scream…” *She whispered, panting hard, her whole body aching from how tight she was holding herself… The burn in her hips just growing slowly with him thrusting between them… Sure… She loved his fingers… The man was lusciously dexterous without a doubt, he could easily bring her off with his touch, but his cock? Oh what a fine weapon to be slaughtered by… He was thick and vicious, the entire shaft was one sweet smooth length, perfectly ridged and textured so that he touched every single part of her… And JUST long enough to give her that perfectly addictive pain of bottoming out…* “I need that white hot pain of your cock Ace… I need you to dive deep down into me… To fill every little part of me that you possibly can… I want your brutality Ace… I want the sounds of your body ramming into mine… That agonizingly fast slapping of flesh to flesh as you pump up into my tight aching pussy… I want you to make me soaking wet… My pussy coating your cock with need… Until you cum in me… I want to drown in your jizz… I want to feel it dribbling down my legs as we walk… I want you to make me hold it in so each step in agony… I want to smell of you… Every inch of you… I want the people around us to smell how thoroughly I was just fucked…. How I was used for your pleasure… I want you to make me cum… Then drag me to my knees… I want to suck your cock clean… To taste my cum and yours all over your length… I want to make you hard again with my mouth all over again and have you pull my hair… To tangle at the root of it until my eyes tear and the sting is almost unbearable… I want you to fuck my mouth and down my throat… I want to gag on the pulsing length of you until I can’t breath and your covered in my drool… Then I want you to slide into me and fuck my ass until I can’t stand… Until Im begging you to stop because I can’t take it… And then more… More until I’ve cum again and I’m crying your name in pleasure… My legs shaking… Weak… My breath gone… Stolen by my Master Ace…”
(05:58:33 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..his lips had all but firmly attached themselves upon those tight hardened little pink buds of hers .. drinking.. supping of that sweet milk that she herself was producing thanks to her being well and truly pregnant.. she had told him she was uncomfortable.. and whilst normally he would have helped her out.. this past week had been turned up side down.. he barely had time to scratch himself let alone tend to her needs.. and with his problem..his anger issues bubbling to the surface.. bringing him to the point where he struck her.. well he didn’t feel he deserved to.. that fear remained with him for the entire week.. and probably would for the rest of his life.. of all the people in the world he would have never.. ever wanted to strike.. it was her.. why she wanted anything to do with him after that.. he’l never quite understand.. but regardless.. he felt luckier for it.. blessed even that she remained at his side.. knowing that at times he was quite volatile.. he had lifted his lips from her emptied breasts then.. his fingers still deeply dug into her.. thrusting.. dipping and curling.. fucking her with those two digits .. he asked her what she wanted.. wether or not she just wanted him to keep going like this.. just tormenting her with his fingers.. or did she want more.. did she want him to fuck her.. to fill her right up.. he was enjoying watching her as she writhed and shifted.. as she moaned and whimpered.. he heard her muffled cry there.. her agreeance on what she wanted.. he reached up to remove the folded tie from her mouth there.. his face remaining close as he began to buck his hips against her.. forcing that finger a little deeper.. simulating the action she so desperately desired.. he watched her.. his eyes boring down into her own as she begged and pleaded with him.. that she wanted to be fucked.. that she wanted him to bottom out in her to make her scream..- .. Oh really?.... he question there.. his heated whisky scented breath washing over her lips there as he spoke- .. We cant have you screaming now can we?.. You have to remain quiet.. or I will gag you again.. and if you continue to scream and holler I will think that maybe this is not the right place for such an.. activity.. afterall we wouldn’t want everyone out there to know whats going on in here.. think of the jealousy.. why you’d cause a riot.. .. he laughed.. his thumb stretching out to rub against her semi exposed clit as he continued to buck and grind against her.. his free hand having reached around to press against her lower back.. holding her still so she wasn’t being pushed back on the bench.. he wanted her to feel the full brunt of him bucking..she continued to plead with him.. begging him to fuck her.. that she wanted that white hot pain.. she needed him to dive down deeply into her.. to fill her right up.. she wanted him to be brutal with her.. he forced out a breath through his teeth there at the very thought of it.. she went on to describe her desires.. and they were quite lengthy indeed.. she wanted everything .. all of it.. right there in that room.. - That is quite a wish list right there isn’t it pet.. .. he clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.. turning his head.. so his cheek was pressed to hers.. his lips maybe an inch or two from her ear- .. But how about we see how we go.. mmm?.. Im not carrying you out of here.. and I fear if I did all of that.. not only would you pass out on me.. but your legs wouldn’t carry you.. even as the small weightless thing you are.. he latched his teeth onto her earlobe there.. giving it a bit of a playful tug before he suddenly without warning withdrew those two fingers from out of her tight little wet cunt.. he dragged them up along the flat of her belly.. leaving quite a glistening trail there before he rubbed them around her lips.. pushing them down deeply into her mouth- .. Suck.... he commanded there.. and he would watch her.. closely.. his hand that was resting against her lower back would move about once more.. reaching down to tug his shirt from its tucked in confines.. the sounds of his buckle being released.. the button.. the zipper.. - .. Im going to warn you right now.. You get my jeans wet.. you’l be cleaning it up.. Not me.. .. he dug those fingers in just a little deeper.. in effect flicking on that gorgeous sounding gag reflex before he withdrew.. dragging the spit coated fingers across her cheek there.. before he backed up..he slid his hand down into his now opened slacks there.. reaching down to take a hold of that thick now quite hardened cock of his.. releasing it from its fabric confines.. running his fingers down along it.. from tip to base- .. Get down off the bench .... he would reach across to toss down the towels that were resting atop the metal counter top- ..and turn around.. show me that lush round ass of yours as you bend.. Very slowly.. I want those tits of yours pressing to the counter.. legs spread nice and wide.. .. his head would tilt to the side there.. his fingers continuing to glide down along his cock as he watched and waited.. if she did as he asked he would give her a little while.. knowing full well just how ice cold that counter was going to be.. especially with those nipples already being quite sensitive and more than a little raw.. before he would come up behind her.. first off he would grab those lush round ass cheeks of hers.. feeling the plump soft flesh beneath his fingers.. gripping.. rubbing.. before he would slap his palm down against the left.. rubbing the slowly angry reddening mark there.. before he would guide his hand down between her thighs.. cupping that sweet slick little pussy of hers.. just holding it as he positioned himself behind her..she would have felt that smooth hardened head of his as it more or less bounced and brushed between those cheeks.. dragging against her smooth inner thigh there before he reached.. to coat it up with just how wet she had gotten.. sliding it as far as he could reach it.. tormenting her a little.. teasing her as he rubbed it from her clit.. that tight hot little hole.. and then back across her ass.. only to move forward once more.. repeating those slow.. grinding strokes..
(05:58:46 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: until on the third time.. when she probably would have figured he would have kept going past her entrance.. he didn’t.. he just applied that pressure.. that sweet stinging ache that would have come from it as her tight pussy accepted the thickness of him before he just drove it home.. thrusting down deeply into her.. bottoming out.. filing her.. stretching her.. as he reached around with his hand to hold it over her mouth knowing full well she was going to holler so very loudly.. he hissed himself and growled.. - .. Fucking Hell Rose.. .. he groaned as his head dipped back.. he sucked in a sudden breath.. she was vice tight.. extremely hot and sick wet.. it was like pure heaven laced with just enough hell to get the heart racing.. when he realised she wouldn’t scream he pulled his hand away from her mouth.. reaching down.. both gripping onto her ass as he began to withdraw.. though not all the way.. short shallow little thrusts to begin with.. just little bumps against her as he allowed her a moment to get used to that invasion.. he couldn’t hold back the grunts.. the gasps.. the whines as he rocked against her.. slowly but surely picking up speed.. the sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her was really quite exquisite.. and he just wanted more of it.. as he felt her relaxing he pushed that little bit harder.. his hips beginning to bounce then.. against her ass cheeks as he began to fuck her in precisely the way she had pleaded with him too-
(13:16:32 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *He felt amazing… Spectacular there against her breasts, feeling the sudden let down, the relief of a weeks worth of pressure… Not to mention just how good the act of it alone felt, she had such wonderfully sensitive nipples, she could be brought to orgasm by enough stimulation to those precious pink little berries… It was certainly a winning combination for her, making her shiver and shake, making her gasp for breath and desperate for his touch… So sweet… He drained her dry in the span on minutes, the pressure becoming a sweet ache as her breasts adjusted, her nipples sweetly tender from his attentions… The last thing on her mind was the event form last week, she was far too wrapped up in his lustful attentions, the decadent fog of desire he was building up in her… When he began to finger her she had no possible way to remain entirely silent, though she did her very best, keeping her moans and cries of pleasure somewhat muted… Silenced… Bitten and swallowed down… She rocked with him, eager and hot, panting with need as she whimpered just for him…. She was going to get too loud here shortly and the both knew it, and she had begged for a gag, his sweet blue and yellow stripped tie being folded up and put between her lips… She was allowed to moan and cry out as much as she wished then, the silken gag swallowing up a majority of the sounds, making her a little high on the lack of oxygen it caused as well… Oh it was incredibly luxurious indeed for all they were in a bathroom at Arboreals biggest and most exclusive fair… She loved that naughty flavor to it, knowing that really, this was entirely not proper… If anything, this was more than a little lewd, all rather kinky… She was to the point of an orgasm towards the end, her sweet little pussy just getting tighter and tighter, the fluttering pulses around his fingers becoming more rhythmic, more stable… They were nearly right on top of each other as he bucked into her, giving her that luscious little torment, giving her all the white hot motions of him working against her… That situation against her semi-exposed little clit… Oh he was working her there and fast, not that she needed any grand foreplay, he was already rocking her just from the earlier suckling… He asked her what she wanted… If she just wanted this divine hand job… Or did she want him to fuck her? Oh decisions decisions! Though in truth there was no choice to be made though… As luscious, as enjoyable, as pleasing as his fingers were? They couldn’t hold a candle to how he felt when he thrust home into her… Why would she want to feel only satisfied when she had the chance to feel complete, to feel perfected, whole when he became one with her… Of Course, she had to wait for him to remove her gag before she could say anything but once he did? He had asked for details… And she made sure to give them to him…* “Yes…. Please….” *She begged sweetly of him, her whole body trembling, on that high edge that comes right before orgasm… Desperate… Needy… She was already half wrecked from his touch alone, she didn’t dare hope she would last much longer, no matter if he gave her what she begged for or not… She dragged her tongue along her full bottom lip there, unable to resist, he just smelled so good… Right there on the lip of her tongue… The taste of his breath… She moved in close, dragging her tongue across his bottom lip, tasting the whiskey and herself across her tongue… Making her whimper as she bit her lips, putting them through her teeth as she struggled with the sort of hell laced pleasure that she was hooked on… His teasing comment about the riot made her brow lift just a little there, her chest shaking, tits bouncing at the sweet little panting breaths he was making her take… Inhaling and exhaling with his fingers inside her…Keeping his rhythm… Her words were breathless and husky, deep with need and desire, those dark green eyes watching him from under passion heavy lids…* “I remember… You spreading me out… Naked on your lap… In another Paramours house… Burried balls deep inside me…. Fucking me… Making me cum while we had an audience… I thought… You might… Enjoy putting me on display again… You certainly… Have nothing to hide… If anything… It’s… Bragging rights…” *She panted softly, remembering all too well being in that mans house, in his bed no less… Spread wide, every inch of her naked and on display, all the way down to her pink pussy and Ace’s cock plunging into her… Oh Ace had seemed to love it… Holding her there… Pushing her to orgasm… Keeping her on that cusp while the other Paramour jerked off furiously, making her wait, making her burn with need… Until he ordered her to cum and she had soaked that man’s bedding and sheets, down to his rather nice carpet even, knowing he adored it when he made her cum on command like that… She nearly bit her tongue off when he shifted a bit, sliding his thumb up across her clit, and she couldn’t resist it anymore… Her thighs snapped closed like a rubber band around his hips, rocking herself back, he neck elongated as she bit back a scream of pleasure… She finally released it in the sound of a hard hot exhale, gasping in sharply afterwards, trying to catch her breath as she rocked aginast him… Telling him… Pleading with him… Going into rich detail of what she wanted… And yes… She wanted it all… His hand shifted across her back, pulling her in, keeping her tight… Torturing her with how close he had her… Refusing to let her go… No mercy…. She took no small amount of pleasure though when she heard him, that forced breath through his teeth, she knew she had hit something sweet… He might have tried to deny it… To tell himself he wasn’t like that… But he was… He was a brutal beast… But he was HER brutal beast, and she could take him in bed how ever he wanted to spin her, and he knew it too… He might want to try and hold back because of what had happened, but she wasn’t about to let him do that, to deny her and himself the very thing they thrived on… Sex was never going to be soft or romantic with them… It didn’t need to be… She loved him and who he was in bed, She adored the man who pulled her hair and treated her like his personal slut, she worshiped her Master because he gave her freedom… Why try to fix something that wasn’t broken? She leaned into him there, cheek to cheek, her breath soft and hot against the shell of his ear as he whispered to her…* “I only ask… Because I know you can give it to me… You’re my God…” *She whispered to him before he snapped at her earlobe, making her gasp, her thighs drawing in tighter as he tugged on it playfully… Oh it just made the tips of her ears tingle without a doubt…*
(13:16:44 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *When he suddenly pulled out of her she was left with a gaping void where his fingers had been, making her whine suddenly, sharply… She wriggled as he dragged his fingers up her belly, the tickle unable to ignore, making her thump her heels against the backs of his legs… Those sex slick fingers were then rubbed over her lips, pushed down into her mouth, being ordered to suck… As if he had to ask? She tasted like honeyed apples and milk, an addictive sort of triple pronged sweet and sharp with just a touch of tangy, combined with the taste of his skin it was an aphrodisiac few could resist… She pulled his finger in hard, hollowing her cheeks out as she began to flick her tongue up and over his fingers… Sliding the tip o her velvet length up between the two… Teasing, flicking, stroking at the delicate webbing between them… She teasingly bit his fingers, ever so lightly, just enough to give him that hot texture change… She licked every inch of his fingers, tasting him, learning the location and texture of each callous… Moving in to bob on them as she would his cock, all the while watching him, never breaking that eye contact… Wanting him to see how much she loved doing every little thing he asked… The feel and pressure of his fingers in her mouth… The taste of it all… She heard the threat in his voice there… That she was to not get his jeans wet or she would be cleaning them… Not that she could honestly control that! He knew as well as she did what happened when he fucked her… She didn’t do it all the time, it was only when he hit a certain part of her, and that was out of her control… She was just… A wet lover… The look of agony on her face as she nodded was hard to miss, she hated failing him in anything he requested of her, but if he hit that spot… She would have to beg him to pull out before she soaked him… And that would be the end of her own orgasm as well… Still she nodded though… She understood… She hadn’t expected him to thrust his fingers down her throat, making her gag suddenly, those slick wet sounds as her throat contracted… Her eyes instantly watering, her mouth coating his fingers with spit, causing a thin thread of drool to pass from her lips to his fingers before he wiped them against her cheek… Her attention was drawn to his slacks… Or rather the opening in them, her eyes utterly riveted on that monster, seeing how even in his large strong hands it was impressive… She slid off as he commanded, though Gods knew it wasn’t easy, her legs were already a mite bit uncooperative… Once she was off, she saw him dragging all those towels off and onto the floor, making her whimper… Oh he wouldn’t… Would he?? Surely he was aware of just how icy old that metal was?... Oh he was… She saw it there… No way around it… She turned around then, showing him her back, her hands still locked behind her… After all, he had said she was not allowed to release them until he said so, and he had not said so… She took a breath to still herself, her nipples aching, rouching up at the thought of such a cold surface against her hot flesh… She walked up to the counter, her steps small, making sure he got to see the way of her full round hips… She spread her legs the, making sure that her back was arched, putting her sweet round ass on display… Full and lush, it trembled just a little as her legs shook, not from fear but from need…She rocked back and forth, a sexy, subtle sway of her hips… A sweet little come hither motion as she slowly lowered herself down, her fingers tapping and gripping her wrists over and over again, revealing their eagerness to touch him but also to follow his commands… Once her nipples first touched that ice cold metal she gasped and jerked, her whole body breaking out in goose bumps, a little whimper at the back of her throat…* “It’s so cold…” *She touched her nipples to it once more, hissing softly as she moved down, whimpering as she pressed her slick milked up flesh to the harsh unforgiving surface… There she stayed… Her breasts flush to that brutal surface, causing the metal to fog up around her flesh, little steams of milk escaping at the force of the contractions from the cold… His hands atop her ass made her arch for him, so very feline, wishing for more of those sweet firm touches… The gripping… Oh she adored the feel of his fingers gripping her skin… Leaving soft little bruises… The slap was unexpected and a strangled scream was ripped form her throat, a loud whimper as she pressed her cheek to the metal, biting her lips to keep silent… Oh it felt so good…. So white hot compared to the cold air… The stroking doing so well to soothe the sting… She felt his hand slide down, to shift between her thighs, cupping that scalding hot slit in his hand… Making her whine, making her buck against it, seeking relief from the peak she had been sitting on… Still there was none… Instead he brought a second level of torment, sliding his dick up and down her slit, gathering up that slick wetness and sharing it with the rest of up… Up and down her ass he went with it… Coating up her little pink star… Was he going to fuck her in the ass then? She wouldn’t complain if he did, she loved it when he fucked her ass, after all he had been her first… She whimpered and rocked as he just continued to torment her… Until that third pass… She felt him pressing up against her core and she cut into her flesh with her nails, lifting up on her toes, oh by the GODS that was tight… She forgot how tight she could get when she wasn’t being fucked on the regular by her husbands… Suddenly he just dove straight in and she was SO Glad for his hand over her mouth… She screamed against his hand, muffled by his coarse but loving palm, her body shaking hard as her legs trembled violently… Fuck he hurt!!! By the GODS how had she fit he and Jacob all at once?! Though it wasn’t like the pain wasn’t sweet though, oh far from it, it was the most decadent kind of hell as she adjusted to that thick invasion… She heard him swear, gripping her ass, watching every reaction of his in the mirror… Those short, shallow little thrusts building up into fuller, harder pounding… That pressure build up in her like someone pouring napalm on a lit match, and after several minutes of his fiercing pounding into her, the sound of skin slapping skin with his nuts bouncing off of her clit… She broke… She reached back and tried to hold him away from her as her knees gave out as she came, trying to spare his jeans, though little else could really come to mind… She lay there, drooling a bit, lips parted in silent cries of pure pleasure as she flooded her own thighs… Her legs shaking violently as her whole body bucked and trembled, surging and shuddering in waves of orgasmic bliss, biting her lip so hard she drew blood.*
(08:25:55 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: ..he heard her comments on remembering how he had spread her out in that Paramours house.. putting her on display as he had.. he chuckled, it was a deep.. rich throaty sound- .. I most certainly did enjoy it.. every single moment of it.. putting you on display like that.. making him squirm whilst I fucked you.. but here.. mm.. no.. its different.. it’s political.. you’l come to understand it.. as we go along.. so you’l be a good girl.. and you’l keep as quiet as you can for me.. now wont you?.... he had continued to torment her there..his thick fingers shoved up inside her.. deeply.. curling.. hooking.. dragging against those slick tight inner walls of hers.. he asked her.. prompted her to tell him just what she wanted.. giving her a couple of options there.. only to hear her reply.. Oh her pleading.. her begging.. he couldn’t possibly pass that up now could he..he withdrew those fingers from inside her suddenly.. lifting them up and dipping them down into her mouth..giving her that one word command.. but it would seem she didn’t need to be asked twice.. she sucked on his fingers as if her life depended on it.. he growled there.. right from the back of his throat from the sight of that action alone.. the feeling of her hot wet lips wrapped around his fingers.. and the movement.. well he just had to roll his neck.. he had no choice.. she was slowly driving him to madness.. he shoved them down a little deeper.. down into her throat.. watching her eyes begin to water.. hearing the gasping noises before he pulled out.. he stepped away.. having slipped his hand down into his now opened slacks.. taking a firm hold of his cock there.. stroking his fingers down along that hardened length as he told her to get up.. and to bend over that counter.. he knew full well it would be cold.. icy even..- .. and you’re body is on fire.. so it should do well to cool you down a touch.. .. he chuckled.. moving up behind her after she placed herself so beautifully on display- .. absolutely fucking gorgeous..cant possibly deny that.... he grabbed a handful of her ass then.. rubbing the smooth supple flesh beneath his palm before he spanked her.. just the once.. the sound reverberating through the small dimly lit area.. he rubbed the string out.. before reaching down between her thighs to take a hold of that sweet slick wet pussy of hers.. he heard her whine.. feeling her bucking back against him there.. he dipped lower then.. she would have felt his cock brushing against her inner thigh before he tormented her further with it.. gliding it along the length of her.. all the way back to that tight ass of hers.. before it would dip forward once again.. he wouldn’t tell her when he was going to do it.. he just teased her a little more.. before he suddenly applied that pressure.. just a little more.. and then a little more again before he fet her body adjust.. that sweet tight cunt of hers accepting him before he just dove right on in.. gritting his teeth down at just how tight and hot she was.. he hissed and growled..having reached around to cover her mouth with his hand a moment prior to this.. fguring she was going to cry out.. she was probably going to scream.. and he wanted her to keep as quiet as she could.. oh he heard and felt her cries.. they were loud.. but thankfully muffled.. he dipped down balls deep in her.. stretching her out.. filling her completley.. those slick walls just clung to him.. squeezed the life out of him.. it was almost excruciating. And yet he just wanted all the more.. he slowly pulled his hand away from her mouth there.. so he could reach down to grip onto her hips.. her ass.. he began to rock there.. to grind against her.. slowly withdrawing though not all the way before he would dive back into her.. shallow short little thrusts to begin with.. only growing in intensity and speed the further he went along.. soon enough his hips were slapping harder and harder against that plush firm ass of hers.. he reached up.. his fingers soon tangled within her lush hair.. gripping it as he lifted it back.. forcing her body tighter.. making her arch that beautiful chest of hers out as he continued to fuck her.. he could see those breasts of hers bouncing wildly in the mirror she was bent over before.. it just made the visual so much harder to deal with.. he could feel her body responding.. the sudden tugs and trembles.. the whimpering.. the moaning.. the crying out..she was going to cum .. he knew it.. and it was precisely what he wanted.. so he didn’t slow down.. in fact he went that little bit harder.. that little bit faster.. the sound of skin slapping to skin was louder.. he growled and grunted as he kept her body so tightly wound and arched.. his hand came down to slap against her other ass cheek there.. before he rubbed it.. he felt her reaching back to hold him as her knees gave way.. his hand left her hair instantly to support her as she hit that sweet spot.. that climax.. he tipped his head back and groaned.. - .. Fuck.. Fuck!.. .. he growled. His teeth latching down to grip as he felt her restricting.. the spasms.. the tugging.. she was milking him from the inside.. but no.. no no he wasn’t ready to go just yet.. but he fed her further whilst she rode that wave.. he continued to rock and grind against her.. into her.. feeling her shaking violently.. the shivering.. the shuddering.. - /i>.. Good girl.. good girl.. .. he swallowed a breath there as he slowly.. very.. very slowly withdrew from her.. letting her experience the sting.. that emptiness as he guided her to turn around for him.. - .. come on pet.. .. he whispered as his hands came down to rest there upon the sweet rounds of her hips- .. don’t fail on me just yet.. .. he would reach around.. gripping her sides as he lifted her- .. wrap those legs around me.. and hold on.. .. he would support her and help her where she needed it.. waiting till those long pale legs were clinging to him tighty.. before he would shift.. not perching her back upon the cold bench.. not even really moving so much.. they were face to face in that instance.. and he looked to her there in her post orgasmic bliss.. before he captured those lips of hers.. drawing her in for such a sweet desire laden kiss.. starting out slow.. just a suckling of her lower.. a mingling along side her tongue.. a nip.. a nibble before it just grew
(08:26:09 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. and grew.. he moved.. turning her around until her back was pressed to the wall there.. his lips tore away from hers as he pooled her hair down over one shoulder whilst his lips attacked the opposite one.. dragging his tongue along the curve toward her neck.. where he would suddenly bite down.. right on that sweet spot.. she’d be able to feel his cock still pressing up against her.. brushing against her cum slick little slit.. coating the tip of his cock.. trickling down along its length as he teased her just a little with it bouncing and shifing against her.. before he rocked his hips down harder.. forcing hers to the wall.. his cocks head slid down a bit lower.. a bit further until it was pressed against that extremey tight and slickly coated little star of hers.. he released the flesh there upon her neck.. blowing his breath upon the warmed flesh as he began to apply that pressure.. to press his cock harder.. just gradually he wouldn’t dive on into her.. he knew full well he would hurt her.. little by little.. he was stretching that tight slick ass of hers.. feeling it give.. feeling it accept before it suddenly just wrapped around his cocks head so tightly.. he gasped and groaned against her shoulder there.. before he gradually glided on up into her.. he hissed through his grit down teeth.. pressing another kiss to her collar bone.. the front of her throat.. his hands remained down upon her ass there.. just holding her as he pushed further.. until he was balls deep in.. feeling that scorching heat as he dragged his tongue up along the side of her neck.. along her jawline before he stole her lips once more.. and he began to move.. to rock.. to glide in and out of her.. nice.. slow languid movements to begin with.. just letting her adjust as her body was pressed.. crushed against his chest .. every so often he would have to break away from the kiss to groan.. to hiss or growl.. his breath just kept catching there in his throat.. - .. You have the most perfect .. perfect ass.. I sware it to the gods.. you.. are.. just.. so fucking perfect.. .. he groaned as his forehead broke away to come down to rest there upon her shoulder.. and to him she was perfect.. in every single which way possible-
(12:06:10 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *To be honestly, she had enjoyed that night almost as much, if not a little more so than he himself had… It was hard not to look back on it and be aroused, seeing the lust in the paramours eyes, the way he had begged Ace to let him fuck her… Ace’s laughter in his face as he was violently denied and forced to watch her cum all over his bed… It was hot, and kinky, and more than a little raunchy… But she loved that side of sex, the dirty, naughty things that he did to her… It flicked all sorts of kinks and needs and she could honestly admit that when he made her push that envelope past anything she had ever felt comfortable with, her orgasms were mind blowing, violently intense and often left her so achy and satisfied she lay with him in wonder of it all. His laughter was luscious and thick, it tickled and trickled along her ears until it slipped in, stroking her brain like an intimate caress…* “Of course I… Will be a…. Good Girl…” *For now at least… She certainly had no such plans for later… If anything, tonight she was promising to be a very, very bad girl… And with any luck? Ace would be thanking the Gods she had been… For right now though, she was all too happy to loose herself in the way he was fingering her, bucking up against his hand to stimulate that luscious body to body contact she was needing so very badly. It wasn’t QUITE what she wanted, but oh, it was close! Quite close indeed. She had nearly cum, being quite high and sweet on that ledge, only for him to ask her what she wanted. She Wanted to be fucked, and as he had requested details, she gave them to him in spades. The withdraw was sudden, not quite what someone wants when they are right on the cups of a delicious orgasm, but because she knew what was coming next… She didn’t complain… The order to suck her sweet delicious juices off of his fingers was a command she couldn’t possibly resist, and she attacked those long pussy soaked fingers with gusto, sucking greedily and with as much textile play as she could give him. It was all too lush to watch him just suffer there for a moment, to see him roll his neck and growl, knowing he was remembering all the times she had sucked his cock off… And oh, how she loved to give him head, anywhere and everywhere she could… When he made her gag it was to both of their enjoyment, the rich sound of her voice catching wet and thick, the sharp little gasp and the thin line of drool from her lips to his fingers… Why doubt? Why even question if they enjoyed it or not? Her eyes dropped and were thoroughly enchanted, riveted to his cock, watching his big strong hand roll over it’s length… Oh her mouth just watered… Still, she had her orders to turn around, and to bend over slowly… Just for his enjoyment… Though she couldn’t help the little whine about the cold counter… The laugh along with his teasing had her pulling the most beautiful little mew, her lips pouting ever so softly, her full bottom lip put out temptingly.* “You Brute…” *Though they both knew she didn’t mean it… She loved texture and temperature play as much as he enjoyed using it with her. Though it was cold to the point of being almost painful when she pressed her breasts down against it, her hot tender nipples budding up even harder if possible, causing even more of that let down running along the metal surface. She had set herself up nice and pretty for him, her ass on display that she knew he so loved, her legs parted just enough so he could see the pretty pink of her slit between her thighs… Standing on her toes made sure everything stood out for him, lush and sweet, just there for his viewing pleasure…* “Of course you can’t… It’s one of the reasons why your marrying me. I know you love my sweet round ass… Skinny elvish girls just can’t satisfy my Ace’s appetite…”*She said, part confidence, part teasing… Even a little bit of boasting… She reached down a bit to lift she under swells of her ass cheeks, catching them on her index and middle finger, pulling them up only to let them drop and bounce for his eyes alone. Oh she knew she had been his first… And she knew she would be his last… Everyone else in the middle? They didn’t matter… She knew they would never hold a candle to what she could give him, and did give him, for only she had the curves and shape he desired. Only she knew what he wanted in bed and gave it to him in spades, her kinks were his kinks, his desires were hers… But more than that, she also birthed and mothered his children, only she had given birth to two of his children… Only she was carrying his child now, the desire of his heart, the first baby he ever wanted… SHE gave all that to him… And no one else could ever come close… She was trembling when he began to torment her, just feeling that cock sliding along her thigh, up and down her slit as he slicked up that thick head… Would he do it now?... No… Now?... No… He made her wait… Played with her… Tormented her… Made her whimper and moan… Mae her whole body spasm each time she thought he would thrust into her but didn’t… Then The pressure there against her ultra tight opening, making her rock her head back, nails ripping into her own skin as she held her arms behind her back for him… Oh he hurt… Hurt… Hurt… But only in the sweetest, most luscious way ever, that pain was just being… Fulfilled… Completed… Made Whole… She felt the head of his cock pop past her tight little outer ring, making her hiss and whine softly, biting the inside of her lip to try and smother it down… Before he just slammed down into her. Thank the Gods for his hand across her mouth because there was no way NOT To scream at that. She hadn’t been with anyone since that Inn a week ago, not even so much as her own fingers, and her body that always healed exceptionally fast… Always bounced back no matter the damage… Oh she had gone back to nearly virgin tight and to suddenly be speared on his cock? It was hell.. But luscious hell… Sweet, white hot, branding… She cried out against his hand and her scream was muffled, sounds more like a kitten than a full grown woman who just had the biggest cock in the world shoved up into her tight little cunt… When the worst was past and he began to move inside her she had collapsed against the counter in what could only be called rapture… Those sweet little thrusts that slowly built up into harder, deeper, faster strokes… Oh he was building her up beautifully, making her whine and whimper, continuously biting into her lip to try and keep the loudest of cries silent…*
(12:06:19 ) ...Would You Hold Your Hand To the Flame for Me...
.:Rosamund Méla Aravaldëa Anikin Koehler:.
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *The first in her hair was unexpected, making her mewl out sharply as she was forced to bend, to arch her back so her tits were free of the metal counter and bouncing in time with his thrusts… That tightness forced her ever higher on her toes, making her legs feel as if they were on fire as she struggled to keep her balance, just making everything thrown into a sharper relief… He felt even bigger inside her… Thicker… Harder… Hotter… The thrusts were deeper… Fiercer… Faster… It was like stripping off a layer to reveal the sweet rawness beneath it and she gloried in it. She only wished she didn’t have to be so silent, but the challenge on being quiet was more than thrilling enough, making her work just THAT much harder which in turn made everything that much hotter… Still, she couldn’t hold on forever, he was loving her after all… She could never hold out against him for more than precious token resistance… The harder he fucked her the hotter she got, and when he slapped his ass down against her other cheek, that sharp snap in the air combined with the sweet slick thuds of his hips against her ass… She was going to pop off like a rocket in no time. When she got to that point she couldn’t hold on anymore, her legs buckled as she came, her hand reaching back… Trying to push him away, to spare his jeans, knowing all too well his threat… She had soaked her thighs and his cock alike, collapsing and grateful for his support and the release of her hair, because she was utterly boneless in those moments… He didn’t just stop though, oh no, he pulled her through it clean to the other side… Refusing to let her have just a clean pure drop, no she was built up higher and higher through her orgasm with his continued thrusting, making her release so much stronger and sweeter… When she came down from that high she had a thin stream of drool and blood down the middle of her lip, her eyes were glossy and dreamy, her body as pliant and soft as a fine rag doll… The only thing that snapped her back was him pulling out, leaving her feeling utterly abandoned, empty without that steel rod filling her… She heard him calling her… Good girl… Oh if she were capable of it, she would have preened, she would have fluffed up like a wee little golden bird in pride… With trembling arms she pushed herself up off the counter, her whole body feeling so very weak, shaking and shuddering like a leave in a strong wind… She was turned about with his guidance, lifting, linking her legs behind his back… Her arms went about his neck as she clung to him, panting softly, her head falling against his shoulder…* “I love you…” *She breathed softly, just clinging to him a bit like a kitten would, only lifting her head to look at him… Face to face… Loosing herself in his beautiful grey eyes… She loved him so much it hurt… She wondered if he even knew it… Just how much she would give up for his love… Just to be by his side because of how much he meant to her… He moved in to kiss her then and she instantly submitted to him, parting her split lip, sighing softly against his lips…* “Oh God…” *She cried out softly against his lips, it was so soft, so sweet and slow and gentle… Loving… Just little nips and nibbles… The softest suckling… He was stealing her very soul in that kiss… She just clung to him, burring her fingers in his hair, small little tears trickling down the side of her cheeks as she was just rocked by it all on the whole… It didn’t matter they were in a little bathroom at the world’s biggest drink and food fair, or that they had gotten into a fantastic row a week ago, or the hurt they had caused each other over their lives together… She loved him, and she was so high on that feeling, combined with that white release of orgasmic bliss and the kissing… Knowing he never kissed lightly… Knowing what it meant to him… It was all a very, very potent mix for her, and she surrendered to the tide… Before she knew it she was pressed into the wall, feeling his cock pressing and bobbing between her thighs, just sliding up and down against her soaking wet slit… The kiss broke, shifted, her hair being pulled over her shoulder in a riot of rich golden curls.* “Ace…”*She whispered, wondering, waiting… Though not for long as she felt his lips upon her skin, turning her head to the side, tilting it just right so he had full acess to the delicate ivory column of her neck. That bite shocked her though, made her eyes open wide, a startled gasp followed by a deep throaty moan… She cradled his head there, her fingers softly stroking through his hair, little whimpers and moans sounding from softly parted lips… She was unable to ignore the way his cock was gathering up her cum, slicking it back, coating her ass… Just gathering up more and more of her cum before she felt him shift it… Her pink little star was ready, she wouldn’t lie, she was eager to feel him… Just because she was ready, even eager, didn’t mean it wouldn’t hurt a little…* “Please… Take me… You know I’m yours…” *She whispered before he began to push up against her… She felt him as he released the bite of her neck, knowing without a doubt her delicate skin was going to hold the perfect bruise of his teeth marks, the sweet cool blowing of his breath against her hot skin… Feeling her tight hole begin to part around the head of his cock, making her shiver and gasp hard, those pitched little mewls as her slicked up ass began to gobble up the head of his cock… She felt the first pop, the give as his head slipped inside her, making her rock back against the wall in pleasure… Her nails sunk into his shoulders, sliding up, sinking into his hair as she tugged it softly… Rythmically… Kitten like… She heard every sound of his pleasure, the feel of his lips against her neck in soft loving kisses, along her collar bone… When he was fully in, balls deep, he stilled… Just letting her adjust for a moment… The white hot length of his tongue along her neck that made her shiver and whine even more, her ass tightening around his cock, trembling with pleasure… Up along her jaw… All the way until he stole her lips once more… She kissed him back, feeling those sweet, lazy movements… Adjusting to the invasion… Keeping her relaxed… Aroused… Feeling so safe and wanted in his arms, her breasts pressed flush to his chest, being so sweetly abraded by the slightly rough fabric of his vest… She began to rock with him then, feeling that sweet ball of pleasure building up again, feeling the kiss break off once more as he expressed his pleasure… Only to say she had the most perfect ass, that she herself was perfect… She moved with him, her fingers in his hair, pulling it softly she felt him pumping away inside her ass…* “Cum for your wife Aeson… Cum for you Love…”