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- Genres
- horror, fantasy, magical, paranormal, hetero romance
Claire was certainly enjoying that kiss! His core enveloped her own, and she wasn't afraid, even as they started to glow. But the terror in his eyes. . .and the way he ran... That jolted the girl to her reality. She was breathless still, and had loved how dark, and almost like cinnamon-fire, he'd tasted to her... but now he was gone. Just like her first boyfriend had ran. "Oh dear gods... " She sighed, pain in her heart making her feel a thousand years older. She did all the clean up then, letting Theresa take the night off, putting everything away exactly where it belonged, washed the dishes, tears freezing in her eyes. How could she have... expected him to want her? Was it something wrong with -her- core? She didn't know. She couldn't feel anything else but massive pain. Her heart skipped a beat as she watched Rook flee into his own room. Was he scared of hurting her, or was he scared because there was something wrong with her? Never in her life did she miss her mother than she did then. It would have been nice to say she was close to Tamsin as sisters to be able to talk guy troubles with, but to be sure- everyone had their troubles. Her's was a broken heart right after such a sweet kiss. Alone, she went to find somewhere to hide. How she eyed those doors of the palace that let people outside.. But no. Xavier had his own hands full with Robert. Where would she go? Not her room... Not the lab. Somewhere no one would find her for at least a few hours. Screw it she needed air. Out the door she went. She knew a place away from people where she could sit and think and throw rocks into the water as long as she wanted.
Rebecca blushed! She wrapped her arms around him then. "Definitely okay to start with kissing. I remember too..how strong you were. And tall. Jeez. I felt like a dwarf." She teased, jokingly. She was always at her best around Niald. But now that she was in her home again, she promised herself she'd be the best she could. Even learn to forgive herself. She didn't understand the danger either... it was just kissing! She had always had strong feelings for Niald, he had been there for her more than any other person. But she didn't want to grow up needy or clingy; she just wanted to ensure his happiness and safety... and he had the most amazing hugs.....
Aria held absolutely still. She was training herself not to be such a whiny brat. She watched a little as he stitched the shoulder, wincing a good deal, but still keeping those screams on lock down! She blushed when he kissed her temple but smiled. "T-thanks.. And yes we should tell someone.. Poor animals out there are suffering greatly, needlessly because people want to get rich off whatever they can. Feeling that poison spear.. It definitely makes me mad people are out there doing that. I can get his name tomorrow if he's still out there.." She volunteered. "And if Xavier's not busy I can go tell him now, since I was there and all." She stood slowly, -after- the glass of wine. It helped a lot. Plus it tasted nice... almost cherry-flavored. Dizziness hit her, but she ignored it, blinking at the black spots. "You're really good with the needle and thread thing.." She said smiling. The pain wasn't knocking her down. Nope!
Theresa smiled softly at the king, admiring those strong arms, chest.. those long legs. She didn't run. "Not taking it." She replied stubborn to a fault! She knew what she was getting into when she didn't resist the king's pulling her to his bed. She knew... and she had longed for this more years than she'd remember. She'd told none of her affections to the king, for a long while- not even him! Yet. . .she couldn't stop thinking about him. If he only wanted her as a bed-side companion, so be it.. but something told her it was deeper than that, and she'd be alright with that as well. She wasn't one to ask much. She didn't need much in life- being a simple girl. Her life hadn't been too terrible, what she could remember of it anyway. And she had a strange feeling that she'd had a bad life, before moving to the palace perhaps? Her memories didn't matter to her this night though. All she wanted was King Jorga.. and his loving embrace.. She'd no experience, but she was a fast learner.
Rebecca blushed! She wrapped her arms around him then. "Definitely okay to start with kissing. I remember too..how strong you were. And tall. Jeez. I felt like a dwarf." She teased, jokingly. She was always at her best around Niald. But now that she was in her home again, she promised herself she'd be the best she could. Even learn to forgive herself. She didn't understand the danger either... it was just kissing! She had always had strong feelings for Niald, he had been there for her more than any other person. But she didn't want to grow up needy or clingy; she just wanted to ensure his happiness and safety... and he had the most amazing hugs.....
Aria held absolutely still. She was training herself not to be such a whiny brat. She watched a little as he stitched the shoulder, wincing a good deal, but still keeping those screams on lock down! She blushed when he kissed her temple but smiled. "T-thanks.. And yes we should tell someone.. Poor animals out there are suffering greatly, needlessly because people want to get rich off whatever they can. Feeling that poison spear.. It definitely makes me mad people are out there doing that. I can get his name tomorrow if he's still out there.." She volunteered. "And if Xavier's not busy I can go tell him now, since I was there and all." She stood slowly, -after- the glass of wine. It helped a lot. Plus it tasted nice... almost cherry-flavored. Dizziness hit her, but she ignored it, blinking at the black spots. "You're really good with the needle and thread thing.." She said smiling. The pain wasn't knocking her down. Nope!
Theresa smiled softly at the king, admiring those strong arms, chest.. those long legs. She didn't run. "Not taking it." She replied stubborn to a fault! She knew what she was getting into when she didn't resist the king's pulling her to his bed. She knew... and she had longed for this more years than she'd remember. She'd told none of her affections to the king, for a long while- not even him! Yet. . .she couldn't stop thinking about him. If he only wanted her as a bed-side companion, so be it.. but something told her it was deeper than that, and she'd be alright with that as well. She wasn't one to ask much. She didn't need much in life- being a simple girl. Her life hadn't been too terrible, what she could remember of it anyway. And she had a strange feeling that she'd had a bad life, before moving to the palace perhaps? Her memories didn't matter to her this night though. All she wanted was King Jorga.. and his loving embrace.. She'd no experience, but she was a fast learner.