the highlander series

[Samuari]

I moved quickly into the living room of the apartment.
"STOP! Who the hell do you think you are? Breaking in here like this? Where is Ariana, and that watcher that she was 'entertaining'?"

I advanced with my katana held 'en guard from sexte. I felt no malice from this rather young immortal, but there was something else; lingerling there just that the edge of my awareness.

"I am Samuari," I said bowing politely. "Who are You?"

 

[BookDragon]

My name is Dragon. I am origionally from the...well actually I don't know were I am origionally from.All I remember is the last three centuries. I, something happened to me, I don't remember what but I was found in south america by las hermanas de christe. The sisters of christ. I had only the clothes on my back and this sword. I wasn't hurt, not a scratch on me, but no memory. I won't bore you with the details but it ended up that I was found by a Watcher who dicovering my condition has been helping me find others who can help me. I owed him a favor and that is his son out there. Enough said.

The man who called himself Samuari just stood there looking at me. I wonder if he believes a word I have been saying? Not that I couldn't stare at him all night but I have a job to finish.

I am sorry for breaking in. And for dragging you from your friend and warm bed. Please accept my apologies. I turn to leave out the window and return the slime below to his father.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Curious, I slink into the main room, utilizing every bit of ninja thief training I was ever taught. Not that it usually mattered, I had enough Immortal DNA that they always seemed to notice me. I curled up on a wingbacked chair, out of the way should the two decide to fight, and waited to see what would happen.

 

[Samuari]

"Dragon, when you have run your errond and paid your debt, return to us. Use the door this time, but there is allways room here for immortals with honor." She smiled at me and lept out of the window.

I turned and took Muffin's hand, "Now, you've gotten all tensed up again" I said as I put my arm across her shoulders, feeling the corded muscels. "I'll have to see what I can do about these." We walked back to the bedroom with her arm arround my waist.

[Edited by Samuari on 10-07-2000 at 04:53 PM]

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: Wonderful idea. A massage would be deliciously wonderful right now. I have parade rest shoulder. It hurts. Ouch. And I haven't even been at parade rest in months.

IC: We move back into the spacious room and stop, right by the bed. Its a silent statement that screams piercingly what we are, and what we have to live through, that we both place two long delicately deadly katanas within easy reach of the bed.

He picked up a silk robe from a nearby chair and offered it to me. He smiled when I took it and slipped into the bathroom, understanding without words. I removed my clothes, pulling the robe on, then returned. He had removed his shirt and was looking at the bed.

"Lay on your stomach." He requested softly. Wordlessly, I stretched out on my belly.

 

[Samuari]

Even tence from the unexpected vistor, she was lovely. I shook some talcum powder, into my hand and let it warm a minute, before shaking it onto her shoulders and neck. The dry lubricant stood in stark contrast to her ivory skin. I used my finger tips to lightly spread the powder over the bunched muscles, and get get us used to touching, and being touched. Slowly I increased the presure untill I was moving the tension out of her body. She was relaxing, and as her breathing became deep and regular, she fell asleep. I undressed and climbed into the bed from the other side puling the bed clothes over us. I curled beside Muffin, lost in my own dreams.

 

[KillerMuffin]

The heat woke me up. Slowly and a little groggily, I opened my eyes, and discovered an arm was draped loosely over my waist, the other beneath my neck, and a long hot body pressed tightly against my back. It took me a few moments to realize who it was and what was going on.

Shutting my eyes again, I snuggled back up against his heat, and slowly began to drift back off.

 

[BookDragon]

ooc: sorry I am jumping this until morning but i really can't show up again right away.Right

ic: I look at myself in the lobby mirror. My green dress brings out my eyes, I think to myself. I brush my long auburn hair off my shoulders. I hope I am not waking them up. I want to give a better impression than I did last night. I am just lucky that that man, Samuari I think he said his name was, didn't chop first and ask questions later. Unconsiously I check for my sword under my coat. I am pretty sure that I won't need it today. But better safe than sorry.
Well, even if I do wake them up I at least brought breakfast. I look at my basket of goodies. That Samuari, there was something about him. I push the button for Ariana floor and remember last night and him. I become so lost in thought I don't realize it is there until it dings and begins to open.
Here I go I think to myself as I ring the door bell.

 

[Samuari]

<Westminster Chimes ringing>

Instently alert, I roll toward my katerina. I feel Muffin start to move toward her sword as well.

Then I stop, remembering where we are, and that perhaps one of the others would be better postioned to answer the door. Besides, we had some unfinshed loving to attend to, that has been postponed at least twice.

Making sure that my katerina is where I can instently reach it, I roll back toward Muffin. Fitting myself to her back, I reach arround her to find her nipple allready standing to attention...

 

[KillerMuffin]

His hand closes over my breast, his fingers gently pulling at the nipple. Shutting my eyes, I enjoyed the feel of his fingers and the feel of his body for a few endless moments. Twisting around, I wiggled onto my other side, until we were chest to breast, belly to belly, sex to sex, and tangled legs. I pressed my nose into the hollows of his throat, inhaling deeply of his seductive male scent. My fingers lightly grazing over his chest, I reached out with my tongue and slowly licked the tender sensitive flesh of this throat.

 

[Samuari]

She gracfully rolled in my arms to face me. apparently the diferance in our hieghts was that my legs were longer, because our torsos matched nearly exactly. I let my hands wonder over her marvelous skin. It seemed to ripple at my touch, like a still pond when a leaf lands in it setting off the smallest of disturbances. I felt her lick the hollow of my neck, finding that bundle of nerves that sent a shock to every erogenous zone in my body. She had indeed been well schooled in the arts of love.

My hands found their way to her head, and guided it up to where my lips were waiting for hers. I rolled over fully on to my back, pulling her over me, but never breaking the most delightful kiss of the century.

[Edited by Samuari on 10-09-2000 at 01:34 PM]

 

[KillerMuffin]

Spreading my legs to accommodate him in the cradle of my hips, I wriggled, comfortably settling my body with his. His lips moved softly over mine, his fingers making quivering trails along my skin. I slowly ran my fingertips over the supple muscles of his back, enjoying the feel of him as well as the taste of him.

One of his hands came up to cradle my cheek, his thumb slipping past our gently kissing lips to slide into my mouth, urging it open. Moments later, his tongue slid between my lips and teeth, tentatively touching my tongue. Almost hestitantly, I licked at his tongue with my own, and was instantly rewarded with the sultry feel of his tongue entwining with mine.

 

[tighe]

steffan

ooc: Sorry for the delay, all. My bad.
ic:
I heard the doorbell ring just as Daniella kissed me so sweetly. When she had looked into my eyes with that question, I knew she might really care. There would be time later and perhaps then I could explain. Right now her kiss made me feel she understood. We all had unspoken stories and heartaches from the centuries through which we survived. We had all died a violent death to become immortals. Maybe, since this alliance seemed to have been formed, we could share our histories, together. The doorbell rang again. "I guess it is my turn." I whispered into our kiss. She giggled a little as I kissed her again. Groaning, I rose, pulled on my jeans and long sleeved cotton shirt. Taking my sword, I padded down the quiet hallway to the door. It was an immortal just outside. I opened the door and stepped back into the shadow, letting her stand there. She looked like the welcome wagon lady, holding a basket. "Hello?" I heard her ask. Sword just out of her vision, I stepped forward a little. "May I help you?"

 

[Samuari]

Our tongues did their ancient dance, as our hands continued their exploration. I felt awkward, unsure of where to go next. Afraid of surendering to my passion, and fearful of not doing so. Muffin was awakining emotions that had been long buried, ever since the implications of "in the end, there can be only one" became such a part of me. I could never fully trust anyone, because mortals would die too soon, and immortals eventually would need my head, or I thier's.

But Muffin was different. Perhaps finally I could have a mate, and not just a lover. How do I tell her that this is more important to me than the urgency of the moment, and not seem to be rejecting her? That is something that I knew even now, that I could never do.

Besides, she really knows how to kiss.

[Edited by Samuari on 10-10-2000 at 04:13 PM]

 

[BookDragon]

The door opened and it was different immortal. It wasn't Suamuri or the woman who was with him. I note he is hiding his hand behind the door frame, he probably thinks I don't notice. I must have dragged him out of bed. His hair is rumpled and he looks like he just pulled on a shirt and pair of pants, no shoes or socks. I will just do what I can here to do.

Yes. I came to say how sorry I am about last night. And I brought breakfast for four as a way of making it up to you all. I seem to have the worst timing in the world on these sorts of things. Could you apoligize to the owner of this apartment for me. Thank you. I will leave as I know you must have been asleep.

With that I turn and walk away leaving the, most like confused, immortal standing in the door holding the basket of food.

 

[intriguess]

daniella

OOC we seemed to have lost a few immortals along the way.
normally i'd welcome someone else but thread seems to have dwindled to the two pairs so...for now book will have to wait until another male pops into the thread

i slip my clothing back on and with silence from centuries of hiding and stalking i watch him answer the door, wishing our all too brief moment of understanding hadn't been interupted, yet feeling my tummy begin to growl i pad forward as the odd immortal leaves him with basket of goodies. i'm suddenly reminded of red riding hood, and poisin, after all the simplest way to dehead an immortal was to kill him then chop off his or her head. i told myself i was paranoid

 

[tighe]

steffan

I listened as she apologized for last night. I know Daniella and I had both been aware of another immortal in the apartment last night, but I also knew Samauri had handled whatever it was. So, this was who it had been. As quickly as she had appeared, she handed me a basket of food and walked away. I heard Daniella behind me as she slipped closer to me. "No, I don't think you are paranoid." I laughed and turned to her. "I don't think I'll eat it either." I set the basket down, closed and locked the door and took her into my arms, once again. I squeezed her tightly as I felt the auburn haired immortal recede into the distance. Samauri would know more about this, later.

 

[BookDragon]

ooc i am just going to wait until someone else joins the thread. Just don't kill me off...yet. okay

ic: I leave the apartment with the feeling that I am being watched. I think I may come back again some day but for now I will wait and see what happens...

 

[Samuari]

I move my hands down to her hips, stroking the soft, smooth skin, feeling the toned muscles ripple just beneeth the surface. Her kisses become more urgent, demanding their own satisfaction, her hands pulling my face into hers. At just the slightest sugestionshe lifts herpelvis enough to slide me inside.

She is incredable. Lying on me, lifting herself just enough to free her breasts and rake her rock hard nipples accross my chest, but keeping our union the focus of sensesation. She tightened her velvet lined tunnnel arround my member, milking it, drawing me closer, ever closer.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Closing my eyes, I concentrate entirely upon the warm friction within my body, the Sword in the Sheath. I twist my hips this way and that, lifting and lowering, working myself on the shaft in a rhythm with the ancient drum dance echoing through the beat of my heart.

Squeezing and rippling the honed inner muscles along his full lenth as he slowly stroked himself in and out, I opened my eyes and stared intently up at him, absorbing every nuance of expression. He opened his eyes, meeting mine and mated his soul along with his body to me.

 

[intriguess]

daniella

we kiss a soft somewhat brief pressing of lips feeling my body pulled to his enjoying the feel of someone else, i'd have to start my life over again, perhaps i could spend it with him for a century or two.

"i am hungry though," i lick my lips softly and head for kitchen, "I believe Samuri will be occupied with her for some time. I met him, what seems like lifetime ago, and probably was. Her, I don't know, and I'm not sure where others went, perhaps they thought we could use some privacy." i ramble somewhat nervous

 

[Samuari]

WHAT is happening to me/us? I'm certinly no virgin, I've had lovers for most of a very long life. I feel as if there was a peice of me that was just found, and I never knew that it was missing.

I opened my eyes, and felt myself being drawn into her, in a way that I don't understand. And she entered me, somehow there was something taking place that I don't understand, don't have words for. As I drowned in her eyes, something new was begining, a new thing was starting. And I had been changed, forever...

 

[KillerMuffin]

He paused for a moment, a very danger deer caught in the headlights, then he started moving. Slowly and sensuously, undulating his body and rubbing the full length of it against mine. He dropped his head slowly, kissing my lips again, consumating our mating with a melding of our mouths.

 

[tighe]

steffan

A brief kiss and it was off to the kitchen. I followed, listening about how long she had known Samuari. I enjoyed the lilt of her soft voice, the sing-song way it filled the silence. Women, I thought to myself. Nothing as delicate, soft, pleasing and dangerous had ever been created as a woman. I dropped into a chair at the small formica topped table, watching her from behind as she rifled through the cabinets, bending and stretching, finding treats Rancia had supplied. I had to smile as she gathered enough for a morning meal. I tilted the chair back, leaning it against the wall and pulled my hair out of the collar of my shirt. Running my hands through the thickness on top and down the back I knew it was past time for a shower. A momentary flash of the dream that haunted my nights paused before my eyes as I saw Misha stoking campfires and cooking with the other women, smiling at me as she worked. The children of the camp ran gleefully around the men gathered nearby, laughing and squealing as only children can do. The old men sat together, telling stories of the old days and prophesying doom for the future. I could only smile and remember the good times and the times to come when our children would join the screaming banshees.

 

[Samuari]

AAAH... a kiss, no THE kiss with which she drew me on, forward, upward and deeper into her. Abandoning all reason, losing myself to the moment, I surrendered to our passion. I no longer was simply my self, I was a part of WE, something infintly more significant. She drew my seed from me in a joyous explosion. I could feel feel all of her body contract into her orgasim, as her inrternal muscles continued to milk me, draining my substance.

Slowly, we relaxed. The world was a poorer place than where we had just been. The one fact that tinged the experance was, that however soul-stirring it was for us, ultimitly it was futile, our union could bear no fruit...