<div class="floatleft">(http://www.theshiznit.co.uk/media/2015/April/AvengersGrimm1.jpg)<br/><strong><strong>Character Name/Alias</strong>: Rumplestiltskin<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Body is in Northern Continent, Russian province; Consciousness is inside Snow White's dreams<br/><strong>Current Action(s)</strong>: Dreamwalking<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Snow White</strong></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>She seemed so taken aback by all this news-surely she couldn't have been ignorant about what he was really intending, at least where she was concerned. That saucy little wink before when she spied upon him through her mirrors, his taking the life of her beloved personally, it was all quite clear, at least in his twisted mind, that he intended to take her for his own, without concern for what she wished. It must have been that silly 'hope' thing that peasants were going on about when they thought he wasn't listening to them tell their families that someday, they would be free of him. Such a feeble little fantasy world they all lived in, yet its quaintness was wearing thin with him now that Snow shared that sentiment.<br/><br/>"I had loftier ambitions in mind than concerning myself with the fate of a spoiled little brat princess, as goddess-like as her beauty was. I was in no real position to go gallivanting away from my base of power just to deliver a stolen kiss to the lips of a woman who would run in fear the moment she laid eyes upon me, looming over her as she woke from her cursed slumber. But you managed to overcome it, and her, and make her kingdom your own once more, and awakened to more than just the world of the living, but your innate magic gifts. Now THAT, my sweet, is a prize worthy of a High King. So in a way, you becoming a great hero to your kingdom is what's drawn me here. If you'd just slipped away quietly rather than seeking justice so steadfastly, I might not even have noticed. Sure, your people would have still fallen under my rule, perhaps your stepmother sharing my bed instead, whether she wished it or not...but at least you and your prince charming would have lived happily ever after, if you managed to stay well-hidden enough to avoid my minions. So really, when you think about it, it's actually your fault I've chosen you over any other. I suppose foresight isn't one of your talents...pity. But then at least I can maintain superiority in that, as well as most other assets. One of us has to be on top in this relationship, after all. Speaking of which..."<br/><br/>He snapped his fingers and an elegant four-poster bed descended from the ceiling, having appeared out of nowhere, landing softly in the center of the ballroom. "After you." he motioned for her to take her position on the bed, but once again, his influence gave her body no choice but to obey his command. She was still fully clothed, however, which would have been quite a curious thing for someone who seemed to be preparing to violate her. He shed his own regal facade, the entire ensemble fading into a golden dust and leaving him clad in his everyday simple clothing, pointed shoes included. "That's better...I swear, I don't know how I'm going to tolerate having to wear such things when I assume my rightful place as master of the world. Perhaps I should steal the sight of any who serve in close quarters to me so I needn't keep up this lofty pretense." he stretched, loud cracks emanating from everywhere he cared to exercise. "I haven't used a dream body in quite some time. That should mean I have quite a bit of seed saved up, then. But first..." he grinned, teasingly raising his eyebrows as he crawled onto the bed. Rather than shedding more clothing and exposing himself, he lifted up her dress and disappeared beneath it. "I know our time together is tragically brief...so let me give you a little something to remember me by, something you'll always have to remind you that I'm always with you, no matter how far apart."<br/><br/>He began to trace around her navel with his index and middle fingers, sliding down lower, until he was just above the limit of her pubic area, tapping it experimentally, and then pressing down, hard, and creating a brief but searingly hot sensation. "That's the ticket...marking my property, so anyone that dares try to come between us will know exactly who they're crossing. Of course, you could always try to tempt someone, it will be rather amusing to see what happens to them if they try to take what's mine. Anyone but me who touches you in that way will find out just how adept I am at curses. So know that if you wish for someone to give you comfort between when you awaken and when we meet in the flesh, they'll melt right before your eyes. It's actually quite merciful compared to what I would do to them if they lived long enough for me to catch them." he peeked out from beneath her dress.<br/><br/>"I've not tested the limits of what effect my dream machinations have on the body; this mark will stay with you, to be sure. But I wonder just how your body will react to a night of carnal debauchery the likes of which this kingdom has never been capable of dreaming?" he rubbed his hands together gleefully.