Into the Fae

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: *Points exitedly* CHANGELING THE DREAMING!!!!! GRRRRRREAT WHITE WOLF GAME!!!!! ^^

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: Just a heads up (we know how Roland gets), I'm busy trying to jam a motor back into a Grand National and don't think I'll get to post until late tonight.

WW, R? Oh if you only knew...

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Geeze..Am I really THAT BAD????
And what does..

WW, R? Oh if you only Knew...

Mean????? Im CONFUSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Silverlily]

Maewyn

OCC: I wasn't going to post tonight, three busted knuckles (ratchet slipped, I jerked back to keep from getting a handle to the teeth and hit my head on the hood support, no less) makes typing tough, but some little fucknut on the ORP board says we're not violent enough. Suddenly, I'm in the mood. (Please forgive the liberties I've taken.)

IC: Laughing right in his face, I snickered, "You always were easy to play, Garlor." Hooking my foot around his ankle, I slammed my shoulder into his sternum, taking us both down. Landing roughly on top of him, I tried to roll clear, only to be stopped when he grabbed a fistful of my hair. Turning back on him with a snarl, I raked my nails down his face, opening four long, bloody stripes.

In an instant, Garlor's hand was on my throat and I was on my back. Cold, bottomless evil shown in his eyes as slowly his fingers tightened, choking me. "Bitch," he hissed, savagely kissing me. Pinning my hands high above my head, he ripped my gown from me, leaving my body exposed and helpless beneath his weight. Squeezing my breast so hard I shrieked, he lowered his face and took the nipple in his mouth.

Beside myself with desire, I managed to work one arm free. Wiping the blood from his face with the back of my hand, I licked it clean. Arching my back, pushing my breast against his mouth, I cried out as his fingers found their way between my thighs.

 

[Silverlily]

Araleth

OCC: WW,R (White Wolf, Roland)...if you only knew (I RP lycanthropes *werecreatures* quite a bit elsewhere). No, you're not that bad, just that fun to pick on.

IC: Araleth looked deeply into Rolando's eyes and wept for joy. Years of feeling alone and misunderstood melted like snow before the spring thaw. The two of them were so happy, she could swear they were glowing.

Wait, they were glowing, something was happening. She felt her lifeforce being pulled, twisted. She felt almost transparent and clung to Rolando, frightened. He put his arms aroung her, pulling her close and all her fear vanished. Whatever was happening, they would face it together. She smiled through her tears and buried her face against his chest, safe in the knowledge that she was his and he was hers.

OCC: You pick what they become, I can't decide.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

(I resorted to the lowest form of chance imaginable..Rock paper siscors..She stays fae, He Turns Fae, I think this should be pretty damn interesting....not sure how on earth to go about this tho...Want me to give it a shot or you to go first??)

 

[Kepic]

Garlor

OOC: Fine, redcaps aren't adverse to a little violence... probably good foreplay for them, anyway...

IC:
I squeezed the breast, whose nipple my mouth had found unremorsefully, in one hand, my sharp teeth digging into the skin about her aerola, my long tongue lashing the hardened nub. My other hand pressed against Maewyn's wet and prominent sex-lips, and I caught a fold of skin between taloned thumb and forefinger and pulled, tugging and twisting, making her cry out in pain before I thrust a finger into her, to bathe the digit in the warm honey of her cunt.

"One" I hissed, my breath hot against her now saliva-soaked nipple.

Hissing "Two", I thrust a second finger within, squeezing her breast again hard as I did so.

She seemed to be pushing her hips to meet the intrusion of my fingers, and as I pressed a third within, hissing out three, her body began to twist and shake in my grasp.

As I began to slide my fingers in and out, Maewyn lost control, bucking wildly. I delved within, faster and deeper with each thrust, until I felt the taloned tips brush against her cervix. She howled, her body suddenly becoming rigid as a flood of honey drenched my hand. I held my digits pressed within, though they were tightly grasped by the spasming muscles. As she recovered, I pulled my fingers out, her pussy walls still fluttering from her climax. All the while, I had kept the assault up on her breast and nipple, but now I released it to raise my face to hers again.

"Look what you've done" I growled, pressing my hand to her face, pulling a nostril with one of my taloned fingers, letting her smell her own juices, "and I've only just started... that was only three."

I squeezed her breast once more with my other hand, then balled it into a fist, running it down over her body, till my knuckles rested against her pouting pudenda.

Lowering my face once more, I caught the still remaining dry nipple in my mouth, nipping at the tip of her teat with my teeth, then pressed my hand forward, twisting, driving my bunched fist in between her sex-lips, until it was buried past my wrist. As she cried out, I pressed the first three fingers of my other hand, still dripping with her juices, into her mouth.

"Would you rather have a tame human pet, Maewyn?" I half-hissed, half-chuckled.

 

[Silverlily]

Maewyn

Garlor's mouth hot against my flesh and his fingers invading my trobbing cunt pushed me over the edge of climax. Shuddering uncontrolably, I convusled against his fist, howling like something wild. Thoughts, emotions, desires all screamed through my brain threatening to drive me mad. He continued to torture my breasts, the pain so sharp I bite my lip to hold back tears. Tasting blood, I craved more and tried to pull away to force him to squeeze harder.

Somewhere through the fog of lust came his voice, "Would you rather have a tame human?" Shaking my head furiously, silver hair flying, I could barely push the word no from my lips. His chuckle vibrated through my body, as he pushed his finger into my mouth. I sucked my own juices from them ravenously, searching every drop out with my tongue.

"Please, I need..." I so desperately wanted to beg, but my pride hadn't been sufficiently broken just yet. Ah, such was the price of playing with one such as Garlor, complete surrender.

"You need what?" his teeth snapped in my face, his red eyes burning into me. "Tell me, what is it you need?" Roughly, his hand forced my head to turn, to face him.

"Please, Garlor, I need you, take me, fuck me," I whispered, "hard."

 

[Kepic]

I pulled my hands from both of her lips, and stood up, giving a nipple one last flick with my tongue. As I began to tear at my clothes, pulling them off in tatters, I looked down at her, gasping for breath on the grassy hillside.

"On your hands and knees, Maewyn" I snapped out, as I the last scrap of blood-spattered black cloth floated to the ground. As she crouched obediently on the floor, I circled her, gripping the base of my engorged cock in one hand, wagging it at her. Her eyes showed an almost redcap-like lustful hunger, as she turned her head from side to side to follow my movement, a stare fixed on my groin.

"You want this?" I said harshly, coming to a stop and rubbing it between the cleft of her buttocks, pinching each of them at the same time, hard enough to draw drops of blood onto my taloned fingers.

"Yessss" she hissed, between gritted teeth.

"You want my cock?" I asked, leaning forward, pressing my swollen member tight flat against her ass as I lent my chin on one of her shoulders, circling a hand around to grip one of her breasts again.

"Yesss" she loudly groaned, pressing back against me.

"Then beg for it" I hissed, finding her nipple again and pinching, "beg Garlor"

"No" she moaned, wiggling her ass against my loins.

"Apologise for comparing humans to redcaps, those petty animals to Garlor" I hissed, pinching and twisting the nipple harder, my other hand slipping about her waist to stroke her inflamed clitoris. "Beg for my forgiveness and my cock!"

 

[Silverlily]

Oops

OCC: Damn, I forgot to answer your question Roland, I'm sorry. You write it, the idea was yours, I'm curious to see where you go with it.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Rodger That, BIG POST A COMIN!!!!!
Ic: *They are both lifted into the air, Rolandos eyes went scared, but when he looked into hers and saw no fear he smiled, clinging to her like a small child. He saw rainbows of colored energys begin to swirl about them, but kept his eyes on her, finding comfort in her eyes, he hugged her tightly, he felt somthing change in him, A Magik that lies dormant within all humans....He felt so light, visions flashing before his eyes, visions of Love and Of Beauty...of the Greatness of the Fae...of what happened to them so long ago....At last, in one burst of rainbow energy, he felt the energys leap into him, and the change...Complete itself...*

 

[Silverlily]

Maewyn

I turned my head so I could see Garlor's face close to mine. Snarling, lips drawn back in a viscious snarl, I snapped my teeth at him. "Never," rumbled from my throat, "never will one such as me beg before the likes of you, redcap." I had practically spat the last word at him. Of course, while my words held venom, my body was telling a different story altogether, rubbing against his hands and hard cock.

Outraged, Garlor twisted my nipple hard enough to cause my vision to dim. The smell of sex and blood filled the air like a maisma, almost tangible. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he pulled my head back with a jerk, leaving my throat exposed. "I could snap that if I so choose, Maewyn, never forget that," he whispered harshly in my ear. "Now, apologize."

"I apologize for comparing you to a petty animal, dear Garlor, what could I have been thinking?" I purred, arching my back and sliding my ass against him. In my mind, I laughed, he could be so lucky as to be comparable to Marcus. Still he had something I wanted and I wasn't going to get it without catering to his pride. "Please, Garlor, fuck me now like only you can."

 

[Silverlily]

Araleth

Settling gently back on terra firma, Araleth stayed wrapped within the comfort of Rolando's arms, listening to his heartbeat. Unsure of what had just happened, she had this nagging feeling something was different. Looking up at him, eyes wide, she realized what it was, his heartbeat was no longer human, he had become Fae! Tears filled her green eyes, flowing freely down her cheeks. "Oh no, now you are truly stuck here forever, you can never return to your world again. How you must hate me!"

Burying her face in his chest, she felt her own heart rend in two. Joy in the fact she had found her one true love and they could be together forever, sorrow in that he was now eternally removed from the world he knew. What had she done? He was sure to send her away now. Sobbing, she cried, "Oh Rolando, I am so sorry. I never meant to trap you here further. Don't send me away."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*he stopped her, slowly he lifted her head and kissed her deeply, holding her in his arms* I no longer care for my true world....There is nothing left for me there...I knew what Choice I had to make....It twas this..Or death...I shall gladly chose this...To Be with one whom I love for eternaty...Nay Areleth...I do not hate you...I love ye just the same..*He kissed her again, to reassure her as best he could, he kissed her tears away, holding her softly, he felt so...different...But it was a good different....He was free to be with whom he desired...whom he had such great feelings for.....The earth be damned....He was Happy here....*

 

[Kepic]

Garlor

I had not expected to break the spirit of a Sidhe as prideful as Maewyn, but it was enjoyable to see her anger, and hear her apology, at least.

Without a word, I gripped her hips, lifting them, until my erection pointed straight at her ready pussy, and pulled her quickly down onto me, impaling her deeply upon my hardened cock. She cried out joyfully at first, but with another twist of a nipple and a pinch on her ass, the cry turned to one of pain, then back again as I began to fuck her hard, as she had requested.

"Once I've done with you, I'm sure I'll have worked up an appetite for the hunt" I hissed out.

 

[Silverlily]

Araleth

Araleth looked up into Rolando's eyes and saw there the love he felt for her. Tenderly, he kissed her tears away holding her close. Consumed with curiousity, she ran her fingers over his face so familiar, yet so foriegn. The changes were subtle, a faint sharpening of his cheekbones,his eyes were now slightly almond shaped. The color of his hair had more depth and variation, as did his eyes. His scent had also changed. Rather than the primal smell of a human, he now smelled of cool water running over moss and of apples and earth.

With a smile, she said, "Every Fae is given certain powers. I can use simple pebbles to make magic, where my sister uses scarves. Not all of us require materials, some can work magic with nothing more than air. Do you have any inclination as to where you skills lie?" Stifling a smirk, Araleth added, "Skills other than those you use in bed, I know where those lie."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*he grinned at her and looked thoughtful for a moment* perehaps.....Im not quite sure...*he waves his hand thoughtfully* It could be any number of things..I might have a few ideas...*He smiled, cuddling with her* But who really Knows? we wont till we try a few things...but im not really sure to begin...*he looked curiously into her eyes, showing so much compassion and dignity, he ran his hands over his face, as if trying to notice all of the subtle features* I've never felt so...Alive...In my entire existance...*he smiled broadly, she opened her mouth to speak*

 

[Silverlily]

Maewyn

Garlor slammed into me, pushing his cock deeper into my throbbing cunt. Rocking back against him, I matched his speed and rhythm. I reached up with one hand to rub my clit while he pounded away. Moaning, I felt another orgasm building. "Harder," I demanded, "fuck me harder!" With a growl, he pushed into me with such force, my teeth knocked together. The fucking continued, driving any coherent thought from my head until, with a cry, I felt him fill me with his warm cum. The heat was enough to bring my own climax thundering down around me.

Shaking, I collapsed into the ground, Garlor on top of me. Shoving him off, I rolled over and started to laugh. His head snapped up and he glared at me. "What are you laughing at?"

"You," I answered levelly. "You performed exactly as I wanted you to, well done." Rising, I cast two scarves on the ground, one violet, the other black. Where they fell, new garments appeared. "Seeing how you destroyed our clothing." I dressed and made preparations to pursue Marcus.

Turning to him, I told him plainly, "Do not harm my pet, do you understand?" Garlor rolled his eyes at me. "Don't push me, redcap. Just because I let you fuck me, doesn't mean I will let you fuck with me."

 

[Kepic]

Garlor

Snatching up the conjured garments, I pulled them on quickly, then turned and bowed mockingly to her.

"Better hope you find your pet first, then Maewyn" I snarled, "or you'll only have bones left to play with."

Before she could respond, I had leapt from the hillock into the boughs of one of the clearings circling trees, and moved off to begin the hunt for myself.

"Damn her", I hissed to myself, realising the scent of her almost sickenly-sweet sex and Sidhe blood still hung heavy about me, masking the intended quarry's smell. I'd have to stop off at a nearby well and cleanse the stink from me before I could move onto the hunt proper.

 

[Kepic]

Marcus

I had run almost blindly at first, no doubt leaving a trail easy to follow, torn scraps of my garments left hanging on the sharp brambles that lay beneath the bright flowered foliage.

Now, I took more care, hoping that my path would be less easy to discern. I ran for some time down a bubbling brook, leaving false trails leaving it in the mud at its banks. I doubled back on my tracks. I left purposefully torn strips of the blue cloth Maewyn and made for me hanging in the bushes.

All the while, however, my mind was in two places in my thoughts of the one who pursued me. I had to admit I felt a certain attraction for her - maybe something more. But, at the same time, Maewyn's true nature scared me. That in itself may be part of the attraction I held for her.

An apple pulled from my satchel soon became a core, as I paused just long enough to eat it, before throwing it as far as I could into the undergrowth, then I was on the run again.

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: Bear with me, guys, Iv'e got a lot on my mind right now, and this is my most difficult thread. (What? You thought writing two characters without sounding redundant was easy??) I should be back by Monday at the latest.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

(Alright Kitten. *purrrrrrrs* I'll be waiting for you sweet Thang...*giggles and waits)

 

[Kepic]

Garlor

OOC: While awaiting the return of Kitteneyes I thought I would shake the (faerie) dust of off this thread. If anyone else wants to join in, please do. I'm leaving an opening here for another female character but anybody is welcome to join in.

IC:
I pulled another bucket up out of the old well, and poured it down over my front, scrubbing my skin with a handful of bark, determined to get rid of Maewyn's sweet stench, though it didn't seem to be working. I had stripped the bark from a nearby oaktree, and the dryad that was linked to it had complained bitterly, but knew better than to argue with a redcap. She now sat by its base, staring at me, with obvious anger clouding her face.

"You'll pay for hurting my tree" she said again, though I could sense no confidence in her trembling voice.

"Shut up!" I hissed, "or Garlor will uproot the damn thing and set it alight."

"You wouldn't dare!" she gasped aloud, then clasped her hands over her mouth. I turned to look at her, discarding the bark, grinning wickedly.

"Daring a redcap? Daring Garlor?" I said, tilting my head, "you think I couldn't? you think Garlor couldn't wrench that tree straight out of the ground and dance round it as the flames flickered higher and higher?"

I walked towards her, cracking my knuckles together.

"No! Please, please no!" she cried, stepping between me and her tree. I pushed her aside, flinging her to the ground, and then stepped forward, wrapping my arms about the trunk. She pulled at me, yet her strength could not prise one of my taloned fingers from the bark, let alone pull me from the tree. I began to lift, and there was a tearing sound, as the roots began to rip free of the earth. Branches overhead rustled and a few leaves fluttered down.

"Stop it! Stop it!" she begged, pulling at my clothes, pounding pathetically at my back with her small bunched fists.

"Why should I?" I hissed back at her, "Garlor could do with a nice fire to warm himself by, the water in that well was cold."

"I'll do anything!" she cried, sobbing aloud.

I paused, and looked back over my shoulder, my grin spreading.

"Really?" I growled out. A dryad could talk with animals - she could help me hunt down this Marcus-meat that Maewyn seemed so fond of. I'd snap his bones, stain my cap in his fresh blood, dance on his corpse - oh how I'd dance! A dryad could also... provide me with some entertainment.

"Anything" she said, looking at me with a pleading look in her eyes. I sensed magic in them - she was trying to charm me!

A quick slap threw her to the ground again. "Don't try your magic on Garlor" I hissed aloud, reaching down and hauling her back to her feet with a hand clutched round her throat, "or Garlor will show his own 'magic'. Turn oak to ash. Turn an oaktree into an ashtree. Heh."

I chuckled at that, though she obviously wasn't finding it funny, as she gasped for breath at my tight choking hold. I released her, dropping her to unceremoniously onto the grass.

"A... friend... of Garlor's seeks something, Garlor would find it first" I said. "That friend has upset poor Garlor's sense of smell" I added with a sad frown, "you tell some animals to help Garlor, Garlor not hurt your tree."

"Your word on that?" she said softly, looking up at me after a short pause. I grinned. She wanted a redcaps word... such wonderful ignorance!

I knelt beside her, licking my lips, "Garlor gives you his word. Garlor might not even hurt you, pretty little tree nymph. Though that will cost... extra."
I brushed the summer-green hair from her face, and looked at her eyes. Oh the fear in her eyes was delightful.

"Pretty eyes" I hissed quietly, lifting her chin with a taloned hand. She closed them tight quickly, her whole body trembling. I almost felt like plucking them out for keepsakes. Maybe I would come back for them, after I had eaten my fill of Maewyn's 'pet'.

I leaned back against her tree, and laughed. I could spare a little time yet. "Stand up" I said, "Dance for Garlor! Keep your eyes closed, Garlor won't have you trying your magic on him again."

I reached down and scratched one of the exposed roots of her tree. She shuddered visibly as she got to her feet.

"Dance for Garlor, my pretty tree nymph. And dance well."

I settled back to watch the anticipated show.

 

[Silverlily]

OCC: I know Kepic is interested in reviving this, as am I. Roland, darling, what say you?

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: HECK YEAH!!!!!
This was a really Cool thread!! I Loved this!! *l* Besides I wanna see what happens next!!
GOOD TO SEE YOU BACK KITTEN EYES!!! *Hugs you tightly*