Inner Mind

[Erlind]

Finally I make a post that took me far too long, and that's once I started working on it. I miss how much I used to post every night no matter how tired I was. I think I'm a better writer now than I was then, but I miss that constant posting that I would do.

"First thing is first. Ideas." I sit at a table with a blank page of loose leaf before me. I tap my pen on the wood. Its a little nice than the kind that comes eight to a pack, but not much. Solid black with a cheap metal clip on the cap.

Tink Tink Tink Tink.

Across the top of the page I write, "Prodigy." The letters are large and lazy. Then I wait a bit longer before simply underlining the single word. The idea isn't fixed enough to advertise, but its a start.

"The setting isn't set yet, but here is the basic concept. I will play someone who is a veteran of a dangerous field who typically works alone. A mage or warrior, a master of espionage or soldier of fortune, or really anything in that vein. My character has recently resurfaced after having disappeared for several years. I'm looking for a young woman who while struggling in her chosen field, has a great deal of potential. Being offered the chance to work with a living legend would be hard to pass up, but what is the price she will end up paying?"

Its not perfect, complete, or even quite right, but I'll slap it down here anyway.

I doubt anyone I know is up at this point, but I stay vigilant for visitors while I continue to think, trying to add things to the list I've started.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She knocks this time. No lurking in the shadows. In her hands in a small box, another small present for him. She smiled softly to herself in her black dress, smoothing it out, her hair down in all it's curly glory. She knocked once more, waiting, wondering if he was here.

 

[Erlind]

I rouse myself from my focusless focus to answer the door. I am greeted once again by the beautiful woman that has so often visited my little slice of the internet. Again she has a gift for me.

"I really need to find something for you one of these days. I'm rather bad about gifts. Come in." I smile and welcome her back inside. I find a seat on a couch near the fire.

"Lovely dress, by the way."

 

[choklatekoneko]

She blushed as she saw him, handing him the present. She heard his words and shrugged it off as she walked inside, her hips naturally swaying. She sits on the couch, crossing her legs. She smiled at him.

"Thanks. And I don't mind. I want to do it. How are you?" She asked softly, biting her bottom lip a bit.

 

[Erlind]

"Well thank you. I am currently content. I just finished up with a vacation that was extremely relaxing. I'm not happy that it ended, but I'm glad I had it."

I take the gift and tear at wrappings at the edges, leaving it mostly intact. Slowly pulling away the paper and setting it to the side, I open the box.

"What do we have here?"

 

[choklatekoneko]

She giggled a bit.

"It must be nice. I've been swamped with finals and doing musicals. I love it though."

She watched as he took the box, blushing a bit as he opened it. Inside, he would find a classic quill and a bottle of ink, to go with his journal. She shrugged.

"Just a little something I thought you might like. I..hope you do."

 

[Erlind]

"Its wonderful," I exclaim, suddenly hugging her close to me. The embrace is brief, but warm.

"I have a feeling some of my early works are going to be splattered across the page with ink, but I look forward to putting it into practice. Thank you Neko."

 

[choklatekoneko]

She blushed, hugging him tightly back, smiling,taking in his scent briefly before they pulled away from each other.

She nodded softly, playing with her fingers. "I'm glad you like it. I knew you liked to write, so I figured it would be good. I'm glad you'll be putting it into use."

 

[Erlind]

I run a hand along her curls and the side of her face.

"Its a safe bet that a lot who frequent the lounges enjoy writing, but you're right and I love it. I've always been a little ... um ... old school I guess. It fits me perfectly."

As much as the Inner Mind changes and shifts according to my needs and moods there is one particular end table that never seems out of place. The journal she's given me is there and I place the quill and ink with it.

I return to the couch.

"I know you said you don't need anything, but that's what I always say. I need to find something to give in return for such a thoughtful gift."

 

[choklatekoneko]

She couldn't help but blush deeply, looking down as she felt his hand on her delicate face. She watches him as she puts the quill and ink onto the table and smiles brightly, happy that he liked the gift. She shook her head softly after a moment.

"You don't have to get me anything."

 

[Erlind]

"Then I suppose I can't force anything on you, can I?" The question is asked with a hint of mischief. I lean in and kiss her cheek before leaning in to whisper in her ear.

"Still seems a shame to let this be a wasted opportunity." A soft chuckle follows the tease.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She smirked softly, licking her lips a bit as she looks at him. She feels the kiss on her cheek and giggles, before gasping, feeling his breath on her ear, chill bumps going across her skin. She heard his words and raised an eyebrow.

"Depends on what I get." She replied softly, whispering as well.

 

[Erlind]

My fingers lightly play along her wrists.

"Maybe we could find you some nice accessories," I tell her. Then my fingers move to the top of her dress and playfully pull at the fabric.

"Or I could find you something else to wear, or not wear as you like of course," I continue. I shake my head though, "You're already wearing something so fitting though."

I pull away from the beauty on my couch and study her for a moment.

"Maybe I'm going about this all wrong though. Sometimes a fond memory is better than any gift you can keep. Anything I could do that would stay stuck in your mind? A wish I could fulfill for a kitten?"

 

[choklatekoneko]

She shivers at the feel of his fingers playing with her wrists. As he moves up, her back arches a bit and she feels her eyes widen as she listens to his words, wondering what he was plotting. She blushed at the compliment of the fitting dress and looked at him as he stood. She shrugged at his question.

"I want you to surprise me. Though.. I don't think you should get me anything."

 

[Erlind]

"Fair enough. No gifts. I thought as much. I'll just have to go in the opposite direction."

I allow her a chance to ponder my words as my lips find her cheek again and then her neck. Fingers run through her luscious black hair as I kiss, nibble, suck, and generally caress her neck with my lips. Eventually I lay a brief kiss on her lips and sit back again.

"Remove your panties please," I instruct her calmly just barely containing a grin.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She heard his words and tilted her head, her curls swinging with her, slightly confused at his answer to her. She looked at him intensely as he looked back, and as she felt his lips against her cheek then her neck. She gasped a bit, goosebumps developing all over her skin again, his fingers not helping as she arches her back, her nails digging a bit into the couch as she felt his teeth, lips and tongue against her sensitive neck. Her breathing was getting a bit heavier. She whimpered as she felt them move, but felt his soft lips and kissed back, blushing crimson now.

"Remove your panties please,"

She cleared her throat, seeing the grin and smiled shaking a bit as she stood up, her heels making her 3 inches taller as she reached under her dress, sliding down the red thong she was wearing. She slid it down her dark legs, stepping out of them and dropping them onto the floor.

 

[Erlind]

The thin red strip of fabric resting on my floor is a wonderful sight. I walk right up to the chocolate beauty until look deeply into her eyes for a moment as if expecting to find something new. Then I sink to my knees and lean down far to kiss her ankle.

"You won't wear any in here any more," I inform her as I kiss along her calf. "That doesn't mean our every encounter will be sexual, but you just won't wear them." Teeth graze flesh and lips explore her legs, one hand slowly pushing up her dress as necessary. Again I pause in my ministrations, this time to look up and ask a question.

"Do you understand, Neko?"

 

[choklatekoneko]

She waited, shivering a bit as she watches him. She sees him stand, and stays planted in place. Their eyes meet, and she forced her to stay looked into his intense ones, no matter what. She waits, and sees him get on his knees and swallows hard. She was trying to concentrate on his words as she felt his lips along her leg, though it was hard. She swallowed again, letting her eyes close as she felt the cool air upon her thighs. She nodded softly as she listened.

"Yes...I understand. No more underwear here." She said softly, biting her lip in anticipation.

 

[Erlind]

Lips and hands travel further and further up, caressing each inch of her lovely legs. I take my time and enjoy myself as I move closer. When I stop one hand is posted on her hip with a fist full of her dress dragged up with it. The other is hidden up under the black fabric hugging the curve of her ass. Again I look up.

"Sit and get comfortable. I'm not finished." With another set of simple instructions that allow no room for doubt or argument, my hands slide back away from her to allow her the chance. I grin like a devil and my tongue darts out across my lips for a moment.

 

[Erlind]

My new desk has an inkwell and looks like I pulled it straight out of the victorian era, not anywhere nice in the victorian era maybe, but still. I sit down at this desk and go back to brainstorming this time with a fancy quill pen that has recently come into my possession. The pen and book are in fact much nicer than the desk.

Fall to the Dark Side
A story about a jedi master that falls to the dark side because of her feelings for her new padawan. Passions and lust lead them to embrace the dark side instead of fight against it, but how long can they hide this from the Jedi that surround them?

Making a Deal
The idea of making a deal with a devil at a crossroads at midnight has always caught my fancy. A woman feeling particularly desperate one night calls out for a devil at a crossroads one night and is surprised to find herself answered. Though startled she is smart enough not to barter her soul that night instead making a smaller deal. She keeps going back for small favors to improve her life, but how long can she barter with hell before losing her soul to him.

Something Else
This is the least formulated is represents more of just the vein of something I'd like to do than anything. I'd really like to do something just almost absurdly high fantasy. Angels, minotaurs, dryads, and sorcerers all just shopping at the same market place. Giant no reason waterfalls, warehouses closed off due to sleeping dragons, and guards doing a sting operation on demon gangs selling supernatural drugs all in a city in the sky. Don't really have a plan or any kind of plot here, just what sprang to mind as I was writing.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A wolf comes wandering, holding an envelope. The letter E is pressed firmly into the paper. She doesn't stop to visit, as she is not sure if he is even here or needing company. Instead, she pushes the envelope through the mail slot and walks...away.

Thank you for your Pm earlier. It brightened me up to read your words. I had planned on grabbing a little something for you, to remind you of me but in the end, decided that you did not require a reminder. After all, a picture, some words? They do not take away from the essential "ships passing in the night" friendship that we share.

And that is more than enough for me to be thankful.

Be well, my friend and visit me soon.

Luna.​

 

[Erlind]

I take the letter left by a wolf. She says she thought of getting something, but decided against it. I think she might be wrong. I place the note back in its envelope and slide the envelope between two books on a shelf.

Then I walk out my door to go and hunt a wolf.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She scurries in the shadows, liking the warmth, out of the cold and snow.

 

[Erlind]

I see something in the shadows, but I can't be sure. Something tells me though that I should stoke the fire. I add a split log to the fire and shift the embers and the path the flames take with the fire iron.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She watches another log be added and purrs happily, getting a bit closer, still in the shadows as she warms up a bit.