When RP takes control IC thread

Skyler

She looked up to him a moment before speaking. "Well, when I first started playing, before I became an assassin in the game. I had met another player, and became fast friends. We talked about meeting and after about two weeks we did meet."

She sighed softly, "I fell for him that weekend, a little too fast, I know that now. We had a great weekend, he stayed at my place and things went a little farther than they should have."

She sat up a little and looked to him. "Well, he went home on Sunday and then when he came back online he was different, cold. He said he had a good weekend but that had been all he wanted and he said he was sorry for leading me on like he did, saying we had a future together."

She shook her head slightly, "It was after that I was approached to become an assassin, I figured that would be a good thing to do as it would keep me from making friends here and having that happen again, that was three years ago. That was before meeting you."
 
Dominic

I nodded, listening to her story. I just held her close to me as she finished. "That is why I never trusted online relationships. Not that I ever gave it a try, but there is just too much at risk."

"Well...if it's any consolation, I think the guy must have been an idiot. I don't think anyone in their right mind would do that to someone like you." I smiled. "I know I wouldn't. And I'm not just saying that because you could beat the holy hell out of me. I think any guy would be extremely lucky to spend a weekend with you."
 
Skyler

She chuckled softly at his comment about her probably being able to beat him up. "I wouldn't hurt you in any way. Well I have tried to avoid them and have been successful until now." She smiled at him then, softly.

"There's just something about you. Drew me to you before I realized it. I didn't know when I first saw you that you were the Oracle that Dirk wanted, until you went into the Inn. There was something and maybe then it was the game that didn't want me to go after you for that."

"But now it is not the game, that I know.. I can still keep it and RL separate even though it is getting hard to do."
 
Thalryn

"Sounds like I should meet this Kryss, sounds like she likes playing with fire as much as I do. I hope they will accept as easily as you have."

The gold elf sipped at his wine. “Kryss is…hard to comprehend. I at first didn’t trust her based on her heritage. She is half Dark, you see. I think her other half is either moon elf or wood elf, I’m not sure. Either way, it is not common to find goodness in one with any amount of drow blood, yet Kryss has been quite loyal. It is a pleasant surprise to be able to trust one such as her.”

He brushed back a golden strand of hair that had blown into his face from the wind, then spoke again. “As for joining up, I don’t think you’ll have any problems once they know you also have a score to settle with Avrice. We need an archer regardless. That was painfully obvious in our last fight.” He briefly recalled the falcon Sinbad and the damage the bird had wrought before he had brought him down with his axe.

"I wish to hear more about you, besides being the perfect drinking partner, and showing off. What else can you do? Or your beautiful ferret, you interest me probably as much as I do you."

Thalryn chuckled as she mentioned him being the “perfect drinking partner.”

Funny the people he found for drinking buddies…

“Hmmm…Where to begin.“

He pulled off his signet ring and spun it in his hand. “I was born to house Amastacia, a clan in high standing with the People. I was taught the single sword, as were most young elves in the city, in the guard. That is where I spent the first half of my second century. After serving there, I took it upon myself to learn spell song and the art of fighting with two weapons of equal dominance. I wanted to become a Bladesinger, like my father before me. I went to the academy for another century, where I learned most of what I know today and acquired my blades. I graduated a Captain in the army of the People, but the army was never for me, so I left my House and the city behind. This was near the end of my third century.”

He smiled slightly as he looked at the silver maiden. “Been on the road ever since. Summoned Elistraee about five years ago.” He smirked as he considered his familiar.

“She is, for all intensive purposes, my conscience. Its like I’m married to a ferret, the way she nags me sometimes. We give each other a hard time, but I think she likes it. Course, its hard to think sometimes, what with a female always in my head and having direct access to my thoughts…” He mused.

I heard that, elf. Elistraee retorted in open thought-speech so Athyna could hear.
 
Athyna ~

Laughed loudly at the ferrets reaction, hearing her mentally wasn't anything new. I knew enough about familiars to not be surprised by them. They were unique creatures. The way he spoke though is what caught my attention, again he sounded as if this wasn't a game. Almost like he was born and raised in the game made to think this was reality for him.

"I don't mean to sound ... umm insulting.. but something about the way you speak makes sound like this is more than a game to you? I can understand spending a great deal of time here, but is there anything you do outside. Like perhaps in another world?"

I was trying to sound not to blunt or to extreme, more out of curiousity of why he spoke as he did.

"Dark elves... Aye they do tend to be either pure evil or just simply full of surprises such as ... well from the sounds of it... as your friend Kryss.. I have known both.. Almost like a pitbull, if treated kindly they be by your side for life. If treated poorly they bite the hand that feeds it."

Finished off the bottle of wine, pouted some for that was the last bottle I had. Probably a good thing though, it was tempting to ravish this golden elf next to me, so I had to keep some clear thought. I wasn't like that, if he was interested in me in that fashon he would make the first move. If not then well.. nothing more will come from it.

"I'm sorry for my previous indications about you and the game, it's just the way you speak sometimes makes me wonder is all. I do not mean to be out of step."

Smiled brightly towards him just before looking up at the night sky.
 
Jasleth

Jas twisted her nipple in his teeth, his stiff member throbbing as Kryss writhed under him. Seeing her like this was driving him crazy. He wanted to tear him pants off and enter her, feel her all around him. It was taking a supreme act will not to do just that. He didn't think he would catch anything from her, a monk's active ki gave them great resistance to even magical diseases and poisons. But it would just kill her if something did spread. Although...if only her vagina and uterus were infected...there were other ways to make love to her. Though, he would only bring it up if she asked. He was not going to push her.

Jas raised his head from her breast, rubbing the stubble of his chin across the nipple his mouth had been tormenting. "That's it, love." "Cry out, ride the pleasure." He leaned up to capture her mouth in a brief but fierce kiss. Lowering himself again, his eyes burned with his desire as he spoke. "Don't hold back, Kyrss, touch me, claw me, I want to feel it."

He continued to watch her, the sight of her reacting to his ministrations turning him on unbelievably. Below, the hand that had been methodically grinding into her mound ceased its motion. Drawing the hand up, he slapped her sex once, twice, and then again. He ran his figners down her slit, her wetness coating them, but when he ran them back up, they slipped between her folds. His little and ring fingers began to circle her entrance, teasing and taunting. His thumb and middle finger spread her open so that her walls were exposed to the cooler air of the room. His index finger slid up, finding the swollen nub of her clit. He struck it thrice, then began to gently rub a circle around it.

Jas began to rub her clit directly, stopping to press or pinch the sensitive flesh from time to time. The red light of the fire reflected from her silken blue skin, giving the whole scene a hot, fiery essence. Jas kissed between her breasts, to her collar bone, then sucked her nipple into his mouth once again. His member felt as though it might burst, straining so hard against the fabric of his pants that it was almost painful. It was amazing what she could do to him...and she hadn't even touched him yet.
 
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Dominic

I fiddled with my glasses. "It's hard to tell what the game controls and what it doesn't. But even if the game is controlling these feelings, I guess I have at least one thing to thank it for."

"What do you want to do? We could go get a drink at the bar, or we could go for more of a walk." I pulled her closer to me. "Or we could wait here for a little while longer."
 
Kryss ~

He was driving me wild, driving all thoughts away even the thought of him catching anything. All I wanted him to do now was make love to me and never stop. Managed to reach one hand towards his pants, pulling at them till they were undone, tugging them till they were down and his rock hard sex was free. This took some time for I waas deeply distracted by what his fingers were doing. Moaning more and more with need to feel in me, I didn't care how at this point.

"I - -I want you to make love to me... and never stop... The one way to do it right now... least safer way.. I've never done it like that... But oh goddess m' love.. I need to feel you inside me... I don't care how... please make love to me... "

Gripping his shaft pleasantly hard stroking it with so much need and passion. Part of me knew even if he did get it, and they cured me and Dom they would be able to cure him keeping that in my thoughts helped. I didn't say anything though, allowing him to make the choice of how he wished to make love to me.
 
Skyler

“Sitting here with you would be nice, since once we are on the move again who knows when we’ll get another chance.” She looked to him and smiled softly.

“Well I know one thing when we get out of this, I would love to meet you in person and see how things would be in real life. I know some people make their characters different than themselves, but there is always some personality that shows through.”

She leaned up against him, and watched the sky darken. She was glad they were able to have this time together even though it might only be a short time.
 
Thalryn

"I don't mean to sound ... umm insulting.. but something about the way you speak makes it sound like this is more than a game to you? I can understand spending a great deal of time here, but is there anything you do outside. Like perhaps in another world?"

The elf looked at the beautiful elf maiden. “I planes walked once before, but that was almost two centuries ago. I don’t understand about life not being a game to me. I do tend to be a little on the pessimistic side, at least for an elf, but I don‘t see what that has to do with games.”

He laughed to himself. “Maybe I’m a bit more drunk than I thought.”

"I'm sorry for my previous indications about you and the game, it's just the way you speak sometimes makes me wonder is all. I do not mean to be out of step."

Thalryn looked at the wood elf, puzzled. “You are not out of step at all. Never allow yourself to not speak your mind. Some will respect you for it, and you will astonish the rest.” He chuckled, then drained his own glass.

He had to admit to himself that at the moment taking the wood elf maiden as a lover was rating quite high on his list of priorities. It was much more casual between elves than it was for humans, what with the chaotic nature of elves and the lack of a preconceived notion that you must only have one lover at a time. The only thing holding him back was the two facts that one, he was quite intoxicated, and two, as fast as the pair had formed a friendship, he had really only just met her.

Although the alcohol was making the choice rather difficult, his sense of trust was not so mellowed. He had seen his fair share of bedroom assassins.

Hell, he’d performed a few himself.

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Inside the frame of the gold elf lived a lost memory. A memory of a time when life was accessed only temporarily. When death was never final. When time could be made to halt at whim.

There was a mentality that governed Thalryn Amastacia. A mentality that drove the elf. That inspired him. That created his past, his present, and his future. The elf could almost recall feeling like another person. A human. He could almost remember being…

Mundane. A word of filth to the extravagant gold elf and the psyche that governed him. A life of computers and books. Of university dorms and hockey games. Of delivering pizza. Of waking up the same time everyday, being at the same places, doing the same things, day in and day out.

Nathaniel Walsh was a slave to reality. A soul searching to escape the confines of his mundane existence. He had played all the RPGs he could get his hands on, from pen and paper DnD to Mass Multiplayer computer games. He reveled in character creation. In designing the life of another mentality, he escaped from his own. He became whoever he created.

When the game went bad Nathan had no problems. He laughed aloud the first time he felt real pain from the sensory projectors. He was the first to get over the initial shock of not being able to pause and exit.

He was the first to become incorporated into the game. To surrender himself over to the code.

Nathaniel Walsh had committed reality suicide.

Nathan, for all intensive purposes, was dead. His last fading memories barely holding on in the background of Thalryn’s consciousness.

Walsh had thoroughly created a character. He had imagined a set history and put it into play.

Now Thalryn Amastacia was real, and Nathaniel Walsh a dreamed up character in the back of the elf’s mind.

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Athyna ~

After he had spoken I thought no more of it, least tonight. Mostly because he went into a daze, thoughtful look. Almost like he was holding back, or letting go. Or in remembrance of possibly who he once was. I can almost tell that there was no reality for this elf, this has become all he knew and possibly wanted. Not sure how I knew, just, something seemed to tell me in a way. I had to wonder what happened to the mortal that sat behind the gold elf. Though trying to not dwell on it, Maybe another time I'll see if I can bring out the real mortal behind this soul. Tonight was not that night.

"I seem to astonish more than I do with receiving respect m'lord. Respect and trust isn't easy in these parts anymore."

Wasn't sure if he heard it with him being in deep thought, though in a way I spoke to myself on that one to begin with. I had to admitt the mortal part of me was fading more and more seems with each passing minute. I had been in this game for a month straight, sleeping, eating. All the things that the the mortal world does. Things had gotten so bad in the mortal world all I wanted was to get away and I been here since. I haven't even tried to log out, that's how bad it had gotten for Eliz. Anymore even Eliz was becoming a dream and nothing more.

"Well it does not matter what is real or game, life goes on whether it be in here or in the mortal world. All we can do is make the best of what we have."

Looked over towards the golden elf, he was looking more tasty by the second. Part of me was glad the wine was gone, anymore and I'm not so sure I would stop myself. Which is soo unlike me. Smiled at him somewhat shyly for the things I was thinking;

"Speaking of games, what do you like to do for fun around here?"

I got onto my knees, feeling like showing off for some reason. Grabbed my bow and aimed up towards the sky. It didn't look like there was an arrow within the string and the bow. But there was with a little acient whisper, I let go of the string and in a few moments there was an arrow shooting towards the sky followed by what looked like a rain of falling stars showering Thalrynn and I. Soon shot another one directly above Skyler and Dominic, doing the same affect above them.
 
Thalryn

The falling stars brought the gold elf out of reverie. He looked at the beautiful young maiden and smiled in appreciation. “Fun…Hmmm.” He played at stroking a nonexistent beard in contemplation, a distinctly human gesture for elves grow no facial hair.

“Well, aside from attempting to out drink the dwarves, mostly we attempt to get ourselves killed. Never works though.” The elf laughed.

Thalryn grinned in spite of himself. “I dabble in bard craft, and one of my favorite things to ‘do for fun’ is music.”

The elf seemed to turn inward for a moment, and suddenly he was holding a wooden flute shaped much like a recorder. He brought the finely carved instrument to his lips and began to play a somber, heart wrenching melody. His tone was dark and he stayed in the low registers of the instrument, being careful not to overblow as the song weaved a tale of passion. He gradually climbed into the higher range of the flute, letting the rhythm flow faster and faster until the melody flourished into a grand climax. He ended the song joyfully, in contrast to the dark beginnings the melody had taken.

He lowered the flute and opened his eyes, which were tearing slightly. A smile found his lips as the elven lady drew back her bow and once again let the stars fall from the sky.
 
Jasleth

Jas growled throatily, Kryss's hand around his phallus was driving him mad. More than anything he wanted to move his hadn aside and just thrust into her, joining two into one at thier most sacred spots.

"Mmmm, Kryss...that feels great." His words were a bit breathy, his eyes closed as he savored the handjob she was giving. "I will make love to you, my heart, until the sun comes up again." He stayed where he was a moment, not wanting to free her hand from his member, though he knew he had to. "Just...have to...get you...ready."

His hand left her breast to pull her furiously stroking hand off his shaft, then he inched himself lower until his head was at the soaking wet mound of her sex. He took a moment to inhale deeply of her smell, before slipping his hands under her, each taking one of her perfect cheeks. Lifting her easily, his hands began to squeeze and knead the firm flesh, while pulling them apart.

Lowering his head, Jas paused for a moment, looking at her hole. Did he really want to do this? Neither he nor Kyle had ever really thought about this kind of thing before...what did it mean that he wanted it now? That wasn't entirely true...he wanted to be inside Kryss. This was just the best way at the moment. Plus, his own reservations meant exactly jack shit. She wanted him, needed him to make love to her. Nothing was going to stop him from doing just that.

Taking another moment to think of how to proceed, he took in her position. Fine for entry, but it would make getting her ready harder. He wasn't going to just plnge ahead, even he knew that would cause terrible pain. Nodding, he rolled Kryss over onto her stomach. "Once I'm in you, we'll switch back, if you wish, but I want to do it right...so I don't hurt you."

A hand slid down her shapely rear, caressing the skin, making its way to her sex. His other hand parted her cheeks, Jas taking a deep breath before lowering his head and beginning to kiss and lightly tongue the tight entrance, coaxing it to relax and widen. The hand at her vagine returned, slick with her juices and began to work them into her hole, lubing and massaging the tense flesh. Each time it returned, it took a few moments to tease her swollen clit before delivering her natural lubricant to her rear entrance.

Kryss whimpered, her ass pushing back into his face. Jas smiled even as he continued to prepare her. "Soon, love...just...hang...on...a little...longer." To his surprise, neither the scent nor the taste replused him...though he was very glad she was through in bathing and cleaning herself. He lost himself in it, delighting in her sensitivity, though it was not as great as her breasts or her sex. After a few minutes, he slowly worked a well lubed finger into her tightness, keeping it there for long minutes before using it to massage her from the inside.

Soon he judged her ready. Easily sliding his finger free, he raised her up, running his member along her slit, coating it with her juices. Even as he did so, he felt a twinge of guilt. He eased her down, then slid atop her, the hadrness of his shaft nestled between her firm cheeks. Kissing the back of her neck, he sighed, then whispered, "I've been being selfish, Kryss, and I'm sorry." He made the decision, he was not going to do this if she did not wish it. "This could hurt...even though I've tried to make that not happen...and...I'm not afraid of what might happen the other way." "I should have said this earlier...I will make love to you." He shifted so that he could look into her face. "Where do you me?"
 
Kryss ~

Moaning with desprate need to feel him, didn't even realize he hesitated before rolling me lightly onto my stomache and started feasting the tight little hole. Wasn't sure I truly wanted this, but a part of me did, wanted him to be the first, only and last to take me in the ass. I trusted him only. Suddenly he s topped saying how he had been selfish and not asking if its what I wanted. Saying how its going to hurt, granted this scared me a bit showing through slight hesitated words;

"Yes, I want you to be the one and only to take my ass, Take me both ways m'love. Just need to feel you every way possible, but I trust you fully to take me like that. I know your not afraid........." "I'm not anymore either. It won't hurt me if you make love to me in the pussy..." " Though I do wish to experience the other way as well. As long as it is with you."

Rolling over slightly to give him a kiss, reassuring him of how I feel about the idea. Letting him know all my trust lies within him and no one else. Breaking the kiss long enough to whisper;

"You can never hurt me. I love you!"

Looked directly into his eyes making sure he knew how true to my word I was, soon began feasting on his neck and ear while clawing down his back with nothing but passion and desire for him.
 
Athyna ~

Laughed some at the comment of trying to kill themselves but never works. Even more so by out drinking the dwarves.

"Aye both of those are fun things to do I have to admitt. Those dwarves though can be a bit tuff to beat though, even I like doing that. Course I tend to win more often than not."

Smiled over my shoulder towards him when he started to play, I kept shooting the magic arrows, I never run out so it was no big deal of how many were shot. Listening to him play was wonderous, hypnotically magical. So many images ran deep in my mind through the song, some happy, some sad. Something that always happens when I hear good music like that. Shook myself out of it when he finished, though the song stayed strong in my ears.

"That.... That was magnificant m'lord. I could listen to you all day every day."

Shot some more arrows into the sky, of various kinds. Some were flames drizzling down, but faded before they hit the ground. Finally I shot one of my favorite ones which was a pair of dragon eyes looking down over the valley. He stayed in the air for a good long time.

"I like to shoot that one when I'm alone, gives me a feeling that I have someone... in this case.. something looking out for me. Protecting me. He;ll stay up there till the sun comes up."

Layed back down just staring up at the dragons face. I was outlined with purple and green star like sparkles, his eyes were red with a hint of flame in his stare. Almost like a drawing in the sky.
 
Thalryn

Athyna spoke even as the last echoes of the flute faded into the night sky. "That.... That was magnificent m'lord. I could listen to you all day every day."

The gold elf smiled heartily. “Please, call me Thal. Or at least Thalryn. We are far too drunk for formalities.”

She just smiled as he laid the flute next to his long blades. She again took up her bow and fired into the night sky. It was amazing the pyrotechnic prowess the young elf possessed. He had heard of a special school of rangers who called themselves Arcane Archers who could command their arrows as such, but by the maiden’s word she was human taught, and no human had ever seen one of the Arcane order and lived, by all accounts.

The intoxicated gold elf laid back on the roof, folding his arms behind his head as he partook of the visual spectacle. The fuzziness in his head from the wine only enhanced the beauty in the display.

The archer seemed to concentrate, then fired an arrow high into the sky, which burst into the face of a great dragon. Thalryn’s breath caught in his throat as he gasped from the beauty of it all.

"I like to shoot that one when I'm alone, gives me a feeling that I have someone... in this case.. something looking out for me. Protecting me. He’ll stay up there till the sun comes up."

The ranger finally put aside her bow and laid back next to the gold male. They both just stared into the sky for what seemed like hours, reveling in the beauty of the sky and the joy of good company.
 
Jasleth

Her lips on his neck, her nails lightly raking his back, urged him forward. He might regret it...hell, part of himwas sure he would regret it, but he couldn't deny her this. "Every way possible...as you wish." "It will all feel more complete then, won't it?" He half moaned, half growled the words. "I think I've kept you waiting long enough..."

Kryss was on her back beneath him, her upper body pressed to his. Gentle hands firmly pushed her back down to the bed, Jas capturing her mouth in a strong and fierce kiss. Her legs parted, then entwined with his, as he made ready to enter her. His arms tightened, crushing their bodies together. His hardness came into contact with the heat of her sex, the feeling causing him to groan into her mouth. For a minute, teh two lovers merely ground thier hips together, relishing the sensations created, deliberately increasing the anticipation.

Jas ran the length of his phallus along her slit once, drawing it back the same way. At the end of his downward motion, he pressed past her folds, pausing with the throbbing head of his member just touching her pulsing entrance. A long look into her burning eyes, him wanting to see her face as he entered her. His hips rocked forward. Jas had intended to go slowly, but her eager walls swallowed him up, seeming to pull him on faster, until his balls slapped against her flesh. He cried out even as she did, her heat all around him, the wet tightness of her passage drawing every iota of pleasure from him phallus. "Oh, Kryss...oh, love...I'd forgotten...how good you feel...heaven..."

Jas rested there for a moment, merely letting them be joined, waiting for her to adjust to his girth. It seemed as though an eternity passed, than he began to move. Slowly at first, drawing himself out until just the tip of his head remained inside her, then filling her with his full length once again. His breath gasped into him in between loud moans and Jas saying again and again how good she felt. He didn't have the patience for that for long though, he wanted to feel her come around him. Even as her legs wrapped around him, pulling him in even tighter, he began to move faster, drilling into her again and again. "Yesssss...come for me, Kryss...I want to feel it, again and again."
 
Dominic

I smiled as I sat with Skyler. "Yeah...I'd like to meet you in real life too." I closed my eyes and sighed, enjoying this slight break in the constant action.

I reached into my pocket and went to pull out a cigarette, then I stopped. I glanced over to Skyler, then let go of the smokes. I don't think I needed one RIGHT now.

The moon passed overhead and I lost track of time.
 
Skyler

She looked to him as they sat in the darkness, the light from the moon shedding a nice glow around them. She looked to the stars, she wondered how long it would take before they forgot about real life and just wanted to find a safe place here to stay. She hoped that wouldn’t happen, but felt it happening slowly as the game continued to assert it’s power over the various players.

She saw what looked like a small light show back in the sky towards the inn. Looking in the direction she could actually see that it was caused by someone shooting a bow from the roof of the inn. Her vision was pretty good in the darkness. She didn’t pay too much attention to the show though until the dragon lights appeared. She nudged Dominic lightly and motioned for him to look, “Very nice on a night like this.”

She sighed softly sitting next to him there, “I could get used to the quiet times like this, with no fighting or running.” She placed her hand over his and squeezed it gently. Her voice trailed off softly…” I really think I could..”
 
Athyna ~

Looked over to Thal at his coment, I really hadn't relized I wasn't calling him by name till now.

"Seems like I'm full of apologies this evening.. for once again I apologize, hadn't relized what I was calling you.. Thalrynn.. Guess I'm just not used to calling anyone by name.."

Shot another arrow into the air to basically greet my watcher, my guardian of the night. Not like I needed him tonight, but it was out of habbit anymore. We both sat for the longest time in silence it was nice to hang out with someone even if there wasn't much to talk about, just having someone there was enough.

"I'm surprised to see you without a lady by your side.. Have you just not found the right one? Or is it something else?"

Not sure what made me ask that but I was curious, not knowing much about golden elves. Rolled onto my side. glancing at Thalrynn, it was amazing how the moon light made him look. Everything about him looked so real, like he found a way to make his chara of human flesh. For a moment I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not, his hair layed out from under him shining in the light of the moon. So close that I could reach out and perhaps play in the silky strands of gold. Having a huge thing for hair it was almost beyond tempting, fighting myself not to reach out. Even if I did, would it go further, let alone how would he feel? All these things running through my head.
Took in a deep breath to clear my thoughts some. After what I've been through, hadn't even thought about another male till now.
Wanted to leave mainly because I was drunk, secondly I had no idea if he felt the same. Then at the same time I didn't want to leave... Course I was in hurry to either.

"What shall we do now? Find more games to show off.. Or just call in an early night. I'm sure you have to get up early tomorrow."
 
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Kryss ~

He moved so smoothly and so lovingly that it seemed to stop time. Slowly ever so slowly he entered me, relishing in how I felt to him and letting me feed off how he felt to me. Deep moans and little whimpers escaped through our kiss as he began to fill, stretch the pleading, silky walls that gripped him hard at first contact. Once he was balls deep in, he stopped only to let out breathless words, my whimpers matching his words, whispering how good he felt, how much I loved him. At first he went slow like he wanted to make this last, withing moments he was relentlessly pounding into me. I screamed out into a long waiting orgasm almost instantly, clawing down his back begging him for his release. I came so hard that it streamed down between my ass cheeks, over the tight little hole that rested there, waiting. This only brought me into another heavy orgasm. Coming a second time.

"Yes-s-s-s-s-s-s m'love.. oh goddess yes-s-s-s-s-s"

Wrapped my legs tighter around him using them to pull my hips up to meet his, breathlessl begging to feel his hot seed flood into me.
 
Thalryn

"I'm surprised to see you without a lady by your side. Have you just not found the right one? Or is it something else?"

The gold elf rolled on to his side and admired the wood elf, noticeably looking her over. “I could be wrong fairest, but it seems I indeed do have a lady by my side.”

He smirked as she scowled. “You know what I mean.” She replied.

“Indeed.” He said, propping an elbow under him to keep his head up. “I have never gotten very attached with lovers. They have a tendency to wind up dead.”

Thalryn looked deep into her eyes, conveying more emotion through his emerald orbs than he possibly could have with words. He did want to take her, it had been years since he’d been with another of the People, but memories of his last elven maiden turned his gaze away from the beautiful wood elf.

Ildylintra Starym was a moon elf. The only other elf in his last adventuring band before this one. She was gorgeous beyond belief, similar to the wood elf maiden who now lay beside him, but with ebon hair the color of the night sky and much more delicate features than the ranger. She had been the party’s Sorceress, and the pair had almost instantly fallen for the each other. On Thalryn’s last mission with his previous party, he had watched helplessly as Ildylintra incinerated herself in a fireball to keep a horde of goblins at bay. In her last breath, as he clutched her charred body to his, she had professed her love. His tears steamed as they fell on the dead elf, and he burned his arms, but he refused to let her go until finally the other two fighters of the group, both humans, pulled him off her so they could continue their retreat. He had left the group shortly after, unable to forgive them and himself for letting the maiden sacrifice herself for their safety and for never getting the chance to say the prayer for the dying.

Tears welled up in the elf’s eyes. “There was a lady once…” He looked away. “…But that was many years ago. I have had other lovers since, but they were always short term. Single nights when excessive alcohol had come into play and such.”

The gold elf felt a deep connection growing within him for this wood elven female. The last thing he wanted was a repeat of the past.

She looked away from him as she spoke. "What shall we do now? Find more games to show off. Or just call in an early night. I'm sure you have to get up early tomorrow."

He smiled somberly. He could feel that the she-elf wanted something more from this night, but he was not up for it emotionally. His head and his heart were not in unison. He would have thought the wine would have dulled his memory, but it had only seemed to make it more acute. Under normal circumstances he may have gone for it, for elves took lovers casually and at whim, but his thoughts had turned to Ildylintra, and the pain was still too fresh.

“Not that early. Hopefully reverie will take the bite out of this night’s overindulgence.”

Most elves did not sleep unless they were seriously ill or healing, they engaged in a form of meditation called reverie. It was just as restful as sleep and allowed all elves in reverie at the time to commune.

“I don’t mean for it to seem as if I’m turning you away.” Thalryn looked at her again, gently running his hand across her cheek, moving her silver hair behind her pointed ear. “Athyna, I don’t know why, but I do care for you, even knowing that we just met.” He smiled sadly, pushing back his golden hair as he lent forward and kissed her gently on the forehead. “I do enjoy your company, m’lady. Please don’t mistake my actions for my feelings.”
 
Dominic

I smiled and watched the light show while stroking Skyler's hair. "Yeah...it's nice." I chuckled at her remark about liking the silence. "You? The vampire assassin liking the quiet times? The world has turned on it's side."

I squeezed her hand back. "I hate the quiet nights. They always give a false sense of security and you are always unaware when disaster strikes."

"But it's nice to have someone to share these nights with." I smiled.
 
Athyna ~

I don''t remembler when someone touched my so gently before. It was like an angel opening up closed doors that have been locked for years. Even for Real life.

"No, I do not take your actions as pushing me away, I am sorry to hear about your lady."

My head was moving to his touch as his hand caressed through my hair. A light purr escaped my lips to his kiss, even if it was to my forhead.

"I feel the same about you, it's hard to explain m'lord. Thalrynn. But I do care about you as well."'

More than anything I wanted to kiss him, but after what he had told me I held back. He will when he was ready, right now it was the wine that was talking. I bet tomorrow it'll be that we are to shy to even talk to eachother. Or at least be awkard.

"Well, despite certain things. And the fact that you have lost a great deal, I for one will not push anything onto you. I will admitt I do not wish to be alone tonight.. You bring something out in me that hasn't been brought out in sometime. Though if you wish to be alone, for I have seemed to bring up some dreadful memory for you.. I shall understand, I'll understand more than anything."

Even it was to just be held during the night, I seriously didn't want be alone. Been alone for to long, and now I have met someone that seems interesting enough to possibly relate to. We don't have a lot of words because we have so much in common that nothing needs to be said, almost seems perfect to me right now. I can no explain right now, though a part of me doesn't wannt to, like its afraid of the answer if I do find out how to explain such things.

"As I said before, there is nothing attached to this. I'm not looking for a one night stand or anything, just, you liked you needed some company. Sadly I don't seem to be the right kind for I keep brining up some sad times for you. First the bit about Avrice, and now about your lady. I am sorry for such trouble some memories."
 
Jasleth

Jas growled with pleasure as Kryss thrashed beneath him and around him. Her walls seemed vibrate around his phallus as he drove into her once again. There was such raw and savage joy in her now, such heat coming from her body, soaking into him. He wasn't far away himself, especially not with her pleading with him to release inside her.

He felt the climax coming, building up from the very bottom of his being. He slid out and thrust into her still gushing sex one more time, burying himself as deep as he could, her legs tightening around his waist. Then his entire body froze for a fraction of a second. It that eyeblick, every muscle in his body became tense and taunt, as if holdong thier breathes for what was about to come. Then his reserve gave way, and he bucked his hips into hers, a throaty roar of triumph bursting from him. Waves of senses shattering pleasure buffeted him, sending tiny spasms of pure pleasure through his frame. He felt his member tightening and loosening, pumping load after load of his seed into her.

After those moments of wracking pleasure, he felt a sudden weakness rush into him. Gasping for breath, he braced himself atop Kryss. He could still feel his hardness within her, barely softened and still coming. "Kryss...never felt...anything like that." He laughed, lowering his head to kiss her. Her lips were demanding, hungry, and he felt his passion stirred anew by what they promised. "...And that's just the beginning tongiht..."
 
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