A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite
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				Title: <strong>A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 01:02:01</strong>
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				<em>The entrance to the Slaugh suite was darkness. It was the darkness of a cave that had never known the intrusion of sunlight, with rough hewn stone walls. The air seemed to move strangely, faint gusts as if something were passing close by .. perhaps close enough to touch.<br><br>Downwards the stone floor led, twisting and turning, rising and falling, but always, ever downwards, til it felt like the bowels of the earth surrounded you, the crushing pressure of thousands of tons of stone overhead. And the darkness waited. And watched.</em><br><br>Cernunnos stalked through the suite, a faint smile on his face as he breathed in the mingled scents of a midnight forest. In the deepest shadows his kin rustled, and spoke quietly, sibilant whispers just above the threshold of hearing. <br><br>The chamber held a stone table that looked as if some screaming form should be stretched across it, while a knife glinted in the air above. Instead it help a profusion of food and drink, and a single candle flickered, trying in vain to drive back the darkness, but instead only defining it all the more.<br><br><strong>"When the Princess arrives, she is to be accorded all honour."</strong> Cernunnos said, inspecting the table and it's contents. <strong>"I will tolerate no disrespect. Now, prepare. She will be here soon."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 04:14:31</strong>
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				No one liked this idea, no one supported her but she could not turn back, and no did she want to. By this point she was starting to wonder how much of this was because this did need to be done and how much was because she was being her normal, stubborn self. Dawn had grown up a willful child, doing what she thought was right, regardless of what others said and often because they said she shouldn't or couldn't do something. Part of her just had the need to prove that her way was indeed the right way. And her people would just have to get use to it, they would have to trust her. Maybe one day.<br><br>Her footsteps were confident, something she wasn't completely inside but half of feeling confident was a facade, a bravo, as a journalist she had learned how to bluff with the best and all with a face as sweet as an angel. Her chin came up as they left the main part of the building for the gardens that seemed full of a wild beauty. Her eyes followed the direction of her handmaiden's finger, pointing to the darkness of the forest. The princess nodded at the instructions Lyra gave her, reaching to squeeze the young sidhe's hand softly. "Try not to worry too much dear, and if you can find Connal and the others let them know where I went, I promise I'll see you in the morning." <br><br>She tried to be reassuring, to be regal before she started walking again, this time alone, through the grass of the garden, toward the darkest, deepest and wildest part of it that seemed almost like forest, her heart hammering in her breast and a nervous excitement stealing through her bones. She was really going to do this. And enjoy it. That made the smile spread, quirk her lips and she came to a halt before the darkest shadows, inhaling deeply and sensing the magic of the area like a living thing almost. <br><br>"Cernunnos" His name dropped from her lips like a gem to sparkle in the night, a breath, a sigh, his name said the way a lover would say it, though she was not his lover yet. Part of her had felt the need to say something more like 'King Cernunnos, I am here', but that was too formal, too over the top for what this was, for the basic magic that it would call. So simple, deep, she waited, in those shadows, her hair gleaming and eyes bright. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 12:26:15</strong>
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				Nothing happened. <br><br>The night in the gardens remained unchanged, the wind whispering between the trees and playfully rustling leaves. Small creatures and insects stirred, their noise just on the edge of hearing. <br><br>One by one, gradually the noises ceased. Birds fell silent, the small animals froze, insects ceased to call. At the last the very wind itself seemed to still, til the two women were left in a bubble of perfect silence. <br><br>From the darkest spot in the gardens, where the Sluagh had indicated, tendrils of power crept outwards, like shadows snaking along the ground. They enveloped the Princess, coiling around her slowly. The light seemed to fade, darkness pressing in from the corners of their eyes, til all that could be seen was a single point of dim light ahead of them. Then that too was gone.<br><br>The darkness was absolute, and all around was the feel of Cernunnos' power. It seemed to circle and flow around her. No, not circle, not flow. It stalked. It was the night, and everything that was held in the darkness that waits beyond the dim circle of firelight. <br><br>Abruptly the darkness was gone, and the woman found herself in a small stone tunnel. Behind, it stretched into the darkness, but ahead of her it opened up, and torches could be seen burning on the walls.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 21:53:20</strong>
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				Dawn shifted uneasily when nothing happened after she had first dropped his name like a coin into the night, her eyes flashing with nerves. She had never thought that nothing would happen, that she would come to this and be greeted with nothing. <br><br>But then the world fell away, silence closing around her like a physical thing. That made her heart stop, only to beat faster again, breath coming thready as fear mixed with the nerves, though fear of what she could not say. Her body was flustered, sensitive so when the shadows wrapped around her and the light faded she shivered, breath catching again in a nervous gasp. She could feel his masculine power all around her, a living thing, stalking closer and threatening her but it only made her heart speed faster and Dawn shifted, pressing her legs together as she felt arousal mingle with all the heady emotions pouring through her.<br><br>The hint of danger, of wildness she could not tame, of pure raw male power made her want to melt down to her knees but she kept standing, chin raised, not defiant but regal, equal, at least for now, until the bargain was struck. <br><br>When the darkness melted away she put out a hand to touch the stone wall, feeling it and letting its realness draw her back to the real world and ground her, she inhaled, deeply, trying to clear her mind, to push away the very feminine part of her that wanted to just give over to the wild magic. She had to think first, then enjoy herself. Think first, she reminded herself. And with that she took a step forward, down the tunnel and toward the torches. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 01:08:49</strong>
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				The room ahead of her was dimly lit, though compared to the darkness that surrounded them, the light was more than enough. Candles burned on the table, and torches on the walls, sending shadows to flicker and dance. It took a few moments of careful study to notice that not all of those shadows seemed to be cast by anything in the room.<br><br><strong>"Princess."</strong><br><br>The voice was soft, and rolled out of the darkness as Cernunnos appeared. He did not seem to step into the light so much as let the light touch him, and define him from the darkness.<br><br>He rose and moved forwards, standing before Dawn, eyes moving up and down her body. <strong>"I bid you welcome to my home. I trust you will not find my manners lacking, but I receive so few guests."</strong> The tone of his voice held dark amusement. <strong>"But you are here, and you are my guest now."</strong><br><br>He stepped forwards, taking her hand in his, and raising it to his lips, placing a brief kiss on the back of her knuckles, and letting a trickle of his power run like velvet across her skin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 04:52:03</strong>
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				She came into the candles, feeling their light wash over the paleness of her skin and glanced around herself, uneasy as she pulled her robe all the tighter around her. She was here to seek the King, not any of his servants or vassals, to them she would offer nothing. The thin silk flowed against her form, teasing at what lay beneath and suddenly Dawn wondered if she had come underdressed. <br><br>Then his voice, so soft and yet so deep, the darkness of the night in truth to caress against her hearing. Her eyes flew to him, wide, gleaming like gems in the candlelight. Her breath sped then, gazing at him, more shadow then man in that moment until he moved forward and his eyes seemed to burn into her body and make her want to shiver. She controlled the impulse, just barely, but she did, knowing she needed to seem at least a little in command of herself and the situation. <br><br>Here was a man that would not bow to her whims or simply say what she wished to hear. Nor would he tell her how she should act, for even upon the dance floor his advice has merely been observation and comments, not upon her, but on other things. She did not want to be merely Princess to him though, the part of her that had been reckless enough to do this even with all the dissent was her own self, not the royal part of her. "I am grateful for your welcome Your Majesty, and I am honored then, to be one of the few you have invited..."<br><br>The action of Cernunnos taking her hand and kissing it ever so slightly made her breath catch again and this time she could not help the soft breathless sound that left her lips, nor the way her eyes widened, the flare of desire that coursed through her. The tease of his power against her made her own rise within her and flicker just beneath her skin, a promise of the glory that would come. <br><br>"Dawn...please, call me Dawn." She said, her blond curls gleaming in the dim light as a smile touched her lips. "I find your manners perfect, I hope my own will please you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 00:42:52</strong>
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				He gave a soft chuckle, the sound echoing off the gloom shrouded walls.<strong> "Then, Dawn, you must likewise call me Cernunnos."</strong> He smiled at her, amusement clear in his features. <strong>"Though there are few would consider an invitation from me something that they would feel honoured by."</strong> His hand rose to take in the darkness around them. <strong>"I am quite sure you know how your court feel about me."</strong> His lips twisted again in an amused smile. <strong>"But that then is their loss."</strong><br><br>He extended his arm to her, turning, to lead her to the table, where a chair was already pulled out and waiting for her. Once she was settled into place he moved to his own seat, taking it as he would settle onto his dark throne. <strong>"So tell me Dawn, how have you found everything so far? I imagine it is a very different life than what you have been used to, up until now?"</strong><br><br>A shadowy form drifted close to the table, and there was the sound of liquid pouring into metal. Cernunnos indicated the goblet that sat near her hand.<strong> "All that is lost and forgotten in the darkness eventually makes its way to me. Including an occasional fine vintage. I think you will enjoy it."</strong> He waited for his own goblet to be filled, and then lifted it. <strong>"And what should we drink to?"</strong> he asked.
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				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 06:40:29</strong>
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				The elegant blond inclined her head slightly at his directions to call him by his name, her jewel like eyes reading the amusement she apparently caused him. Well, she could not blame him, after all she was very odd for a sidhe, even Unseelie feared to tred in the Slaugh King's liar, and yet here she was, the beautiful and shining Seelie Princess deep in his 'home' ground as it were. "It is in fact their loss Cernunnos, the loss of both courts to be so narrow minded when that is not who and what we are meant to be."<br><br>"I find it...amusing that we who are 'other' and have nearly been killed for it still group together and try to make those within our people that are not what we wish them to be 'other' and dangerous." Her tone was tart, slightly annoyed, a modern woman observing something of a archaic lifestyle. And then she smiled, sweetly up at him. "Not that you, good Sir, are not without your dangers." <br><br>When he held out a arm for her she accepted it, floating at his side toward the chair he had waiting for her and she did not bother him with taking overly long to sit, watching him with her midnight sky eyes. He was a creature of the darkness, no doubt, and majestic in it, fascinating if she was honest. Her heart still had not recovered from her first introduction to his 'suite', her hands though Dawn clasped neatly together to keep them from doing something stupid and she tilted her head slightly, considering his question. "It is utterly different, not bad or good in its difference, but...hard at times. I see things that others don't and miss things that most would think obvious. My culture was something vastly different, but then you know that I suppose....little girls in the human lands often grow up wishing to be faerie princesses."<br><br>Her tone was wistful, considering and she sighed then, shaking her head. "Its not exactly what one would imagine."<br><br>The faint scent of the perfume of wine teased her senses and she glanced at the goblet, curiously before she lifted it to her lips and inhaled, a smile touching her lips. She had loved wine tasting before all this...craziness. His question made her pause though and she sat, in the candlelight and darkness with him, her eyes fixed upon his features before her voice whispered into the air, like the tease of silk against the skin. "To the darkness and the light, to all that we are and all we are meant to be."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 22:35:47</strong>
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				He raised his glass in turn. <strong>"And to the shadows, where what passes between the darkness and the light dwells. May the Goddess and Consort look with favour on all."</strong> He sipped from the glass, licking the last of the liquid from his lips as he lowered it. <em>No Princess, I would have no wish to poison you, though I'd not think the less of you for considering the thought. I have offered you my hospitality, so now you can be assured you are safe .. at least til you leave my realm once more. Out there, you are probably in far more danger than I present.</em><br><br>He made a languid gesture, and the shadows around the room seemed to shift. <strong>"I hope that the menu will meet with your tastes Dawn." he said. "To start, chilled strawberry Soup. A soup of strawberries, red wine, sour cream and heavy cream, chilled, and a selection of cheeses to the side. To follow, salmon and chicken. Salmon steaks marinated in a maple syrup, mint and lime marinade. The chicken is stuffed, with red onion, rosemary and lemon stuffing, roasted, and served with a creamy sauce. There will be various side dishes of vegetables, mostly cooked. Lastly, pears baked with cinnamon and sugar. Something sweet to round out the evening, as it were."</strong><br><br>He gave a small smile. <strong>"My own tastes tend to be reasonably easy to satisfy, but I suppose some might think me sitting in the dark, tearing raw meat off the bone."</strong> He chuckled at the thought.
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				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 08:29:07</strong>
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				How much of them was here for pleasure and how much simply for politics? She wondered that as she gazed at him and knew that for her at least it was more pleasure then politics. Perhaps that was unwise, as a journalist she had never mixed pleasure with business but as a sidhe it seemed there was no other way. The raising of her glass and the words that followed made her thoughtful, made a smile quirk on her lips. May they look in favor indeed. She raised the goblet to her lips when he did and let the wine wash over her tongue, savoring it in her mouth as it filled her senses. Her glass lowered reluctantly, for it truly was a good wine. <br><br>Still she set it aside, aware that there would be need to speak and think clearly before the night was through. "I am sure it will, you seem to have exquisite taste." she gestured to the wine glace, a slight smile on her lips. "Everything you have named sounds as if it is made to tempt one to savor it. And I could not imagine you simply tearing meat raw off the bone." she laughed then at the image it painted, at the slight smile on his lips, shaking her starlight golden head before her smile quirked ruefully. "Unless of course you wished to, though that you may do only to frighten those that know no better."<br><br>Dawn picked up the goblet again, sipping at it, her eyes thoughtful over the rim as she gazed at him. When it lowered again, her voice a soft twilight sound, she spoke. "I have always found that it is the more refined threat that scares the most. Any man can club someone over the head with a large enough object. You...I believe would be the type of man to wield your weapon of choice with a fine edge and a deft cut, needing little to achieve what you wish. But then perhaps that is just my foolish fancy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 14:20:06</strong>
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				Cernunnos gave a soft chuckle, letting a touch of his power flow out with it, so the darkness seemed to echo his amusement. <strong>"You are quite perceptive."</strong> he replied, raising his goblet for a sip of the drink within. <strong>"Power can be used as a club, certainly, and there are times it must be .. usually when the recipient is too obtuse to recognise a more delicate application. Or when a point is to be made. But yes, used with delicacy, the same effect can be accomplished with less effort. I am sure there are human philosophers who have said as much down through the centuries."</strong><br><br>He picked up a bone handled knife from the table and turned it, so the light flashed from the edge of the blade. <strong>"Why should one use more effort, energy or power than a situation warrants?"</strong> His eyes fixed on hers. <strong>"The edge of a knife can part clothing, skin, or take the flesh clean to the bone. So it is with power. You are still new to yours, but remember this ... every word you say, or do not say, every action you take, or do not take, each will have consequences, both seen and unseen. It is the ones that you do not forsee that you need to be most aware of, lest your power bring you troubles you are not capable of handling."</strong><br><br>He gave a smile, and with a flourish of his hand indicated the room around them. <strong>"Your choice to dine with me will set many tongues to wagging. Some may view it as a show of strength, others as weakness. Some will call it bold, others foolish. Each of those thoughts will be the source of actions, in the days and weeks to come. From your enemies, and your friends, have no doubts."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 08:06:42</strong>
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				His laugh, his power, even the darkness that responded to it seemed foreign and compelling something to draw her deeper into the mystery of this feared and yet respected King. She did not see reason to fear him, at least not yet. Yes he had power but then who among the courts did not? It was simply the type of his power that so frightened the others. Dawn saw them all on the same level and she lifted her glass to him when he spoke of delicacy with his power. There were indeed human philosophers who concurred with him, having minored in History at college she knew from experience and her own reading. <br><br>Her gem cut eyes watched the way he toyed with the knife, watched him, met his eyes and nodded t his words, though the thought of cutting flesh off of bone was not a pleasant one. But she was here in the darkness of an underground sithern, what else should she expect in a culture that held blood and flesh as holy things. "I shall keep your words of wisdom in mind Cernunnos, they are probably the most candid I have heard all evening." That was said ruefully, her lips quirked and she took another sip of the wine, savoring it even as she fought the urge to laugh when he brought up the way that everyone had reacted to her dining with him. <br><br>Even her own people had not liked it. <br><br>Carefully she set her glass down, expression thoughtful. "I have no doubts, but nor do I have doubts that I must show them, all, friend and enemy alike that I am my own person and that I play this game thrust upon me by my rules and not theirs. I will not be a pawn in this chess game, if I must play then I will be the queen and nothing else."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 19:23:14</strong>
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				<strong>"Survive long enough, and you may at that."</strong> he murmured, raising his glass and sipping at his drink. <strong>"For now though, I think too many still see you as pawn, and not queen."</strong> He cocked his head to the side as he looked at her, raising a hand. <strong>"Bear in mind Princess, I offer you no insult in my words. But you are young, and inexperienced. You deal with allies, and enemies, who have centuries .. if not millenia .. of experience. You play in a game where you do not know all the rules, and while your title ..&nbsp; and what favour of the Goddess you possess .. will give you some shield, it will not stop every dagger from the darkness."</strong><br><br><strong>"Those who think themselves your allies, they will have agendas of their own. They will seek to use you to advance those, all the while telling you how their advice best serves your purpose."</strong> He gave a small laugh. <strong>"Perhaps your enemies will be a little more honest in their actions. Of course, telling friend from enemy is only the beginning."</strong><br><br>He set his own glass down, and met her gaze steadily. <strong>"And now, you ask yourself, how do I seek to use you as well? A perfectly valid question. I would have less respect for you if you were not thinking it. I seek exactly the same as you ... to do what is best for my court. If an alliance with you provides the most benefit, then that is what there shall be."</strong><br><br>He gave a small smile. <strong>"Of course, if you choose to bind yourself to me, you run the risk of alienating those who would style themselves your allies. Because their eyes are closed to who and what we are, with a thousand years of history to blind them. Your pretty eyes are open, yet you do not know all it is that you see."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 09:28:11</strong>
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				She returned his gaze, frank and unafraid as she listened to him speak and wonder just how honest he was being, if he would be ally or enemy. There were many things he could be, many things she could see him as choosing the path toward but what path he could take the step down she did not know. She knew the dangerous water's she found herself in, perhaps she did not know them in themselves but she knew their danger and her eyes were open and her mind alert to try and use whatever she could to her advantage as best she could. "Everyone has an agenda of their own." She said the words softly though with an edge of melancholy to them that hinted at some of her own personal relationships. <br><br>There was simply too much culture clashing going on, from her raised as a modern woman to the sidhe, from the Seelie to the Unseelie, from the sidhe to the Slaugh and everything else within the faerie. It astounded her almost, how at odds they all could be without noticing the very basic truth that they very much needed each other. However powerful the Slaugh, the Goblins or the sidhe, they all needed each other because they were in fact very much an minority in the world now. <br><br>At least he laid out his own agenda, and she believed them, though thought that he held back some of what else lay on his mind or in his plans, there was always more then one would thank at first. At his smile and the point that others would take offense at an alliance between them Dawn shrugged a shoulder, a slight smile tugging her lips. "Ah but see if their eyes are closed and they wish to aid me then I must open them. And if I must learn then I must have allies I can trust in, such as yourself. Besides, I already have an Unseelie within my guard, that has shocked and discomforted quiet a few. They must, all the fey, must realize that the Goddess means for a Queen for all of them, not just a faction. I would know all the people, not just the Seelie."<br><br>She pushed herself upward then, moving around the table toward him before pausing and leaning back against the table, looking at him thoughtfully with a slight tilt to her head. "So...what is it my pretty eyes should see first then your Majesty?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 22:43:34</strong>
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				<strong>"Do you seek to lead by example then Dawn?"</strong> Cernunnos enquired, picking on her previous comment. <strong>"If it is the will of the Goddess that we be one people, one court, do you seek more than just a political alliance?"</strong> He took a sip from his glass before continuing. <strong>"Having a guard is one thing, and for all the divisions, the noble sidhe of each court do still recognise each other as kin. The other races know that their welcome, in either court, is based on what they can bring. The likes of myself, or Fenris, our power is respected, perhaps feared, and as such we make fine allies. But I do not see many fine noble ladies lining up to invite me to their beds."</strong><br><br>He leaned out, looking past her with a smile, just in case any of the sidhe nobles had chosen that moment to drop by and invite him for a tryst. He chuckled and raised his glass to drink again.<br><br>He turned his gaze on her, the intensity of his eyes in marked contrast to the pleasent expression on his face. <strong>"What is it you see when you look upon me Dawn?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 04:03:47</strong>
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				His question made her pause, made her think. Would she lead by example? She had not thought that far, not really yet, too tangled with all the issues that presented themselves. But she knew that she would, for she did not see any one faction, not even the Seelie as better then the other. The fey could learn a lot from the philosophies of American government, all created equal, granted philosophy and reality were two very different things and as a once political journalist she knew that the American government struggled to uphold its constitution. Always had. <br><br>But what was life but an ongoing dance of power shifts?<br><br>So yes, she would. She would treat everyone as much as she could as if they were equal, equal to she herself even. Only the Goddess and Consort would ever be above it all. "I seek more then just a political alliance Cernunnos, I seek friendship and perhaps more, though I will not force the more, not if you do not wish it nor if it is not meant to be." <br><br>His joke about noble ladies and the way he looked around her made her laugh a touch, though it trailed off when he gaze at her so intensely and his question made her quiet, had her midnight eyes softening. "I see a man who knows power well and how to use it, I see a handsome male who is extremely attractive and I see...perhaps a haven, a true equal where I may be merely a woman and not confined to "Princess" and thought too delicate or naive to handle the world. I see a man I think would respect me and my own power without lusting for it or hating the fact that I might be meant for more power then he himself has."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 01:20:44</strong>
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				<strong>"Knowing how a person handles the power they have, and what they might do with the temptations of that power can be telling, Dawn."</strong> he replied. <strong>"Do I seek more power? Of course I do. Mine is not the largest court, nor the smallest, and while we have power worthy of respect, or at least fear, that is not always going to be enough. If I wish to see my people survive and prosper, then more is needed. I would not have us slip quietly into the night of memory alone."</strong><br><br>He paused to sip from his drink again. <strong>"The Goddess does not choose to come often amongst any fae, let alone my people."</strong> His words held a slight edge, before he seemed to push the thoughts causing that away. <strong>"Whatever the shifting tides of power and politics may bring Dawn, I will try to speak fairly to you. Friendship ... friendship may well be possible, but friend is not a title I bestow lightly. As for more .. well, we shall see what the Goddess thinks of that idea, I am sure."</strong><br><br><strong>"I suspect if you chose to name me consort, you might well seal your own death warrant."</strong> His tone was almost matter of fact, but the gaze he turned on her held something more. <strong>"Some of your court already have little reason to love you. Binding your court to mine, they would not likely stand idly by. And those of the other court, they would not wish to see such an alliance either. You may win the Goddesses favour, but they would not see you hold it yet, and you are, if you will forgive me for saying so, far easier prey than I."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 06:52:42</strong>
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				The blond's eyes lowered to her cup, listening to him without comment. Of course it was telling when a person was given power, she had seen that time and again but apparently her mortal occupation did not connect any dots in any one's mind as to her own intelligence. Ah the joys of being one of the youngest of a ancient and long lived race, she wondered when they would stop treating her like a baby, it was truly getting old. "Ah, but King I do not think your people will ever slip quietly into the night, you have more belief in your kind in the world then there is about the sidhe's power over all, after all who does not fear the shadows to some degree or another?" <br><br>She set down her cup, putting the wine away from her hands to clasp them neatly in her hands. The Goddess had not walked amongst the fae in a long time, that was true but she was there now, in the dreams, the leaders of each Court had had the dream she was told, the one where the Goddess had stated the need for a High Queen. The people's faith had waned, the Goddess had faded from their minds as they became their own gods in a way; thankfully she thought that was changing. She gave him a slight smile when he mentioned speaking honestly with her, inclining her head for thanks. As to the other, to more then friendship she remembered the hint of dark power around him on the dance floor earlier, remembered the quickening within herself and it made her curious. <br><br>Her eyes met his, steady even as she arched a brow in question. "If I named you my consort I should think you would not allow anyone to harm me, you do not strike me as a man who lightly lets others trifle with what is his to any degree." She raised a hand to tuck some of her hair behind her ear, her eyes warming a touch. "But I have no desire to name consort yet, nor could I in truth have one till my body had a child inside it so what I offer now is merely the chance at it. As for those who have little love of me, those are the ones use to power and toadying, the ones corrupt from the path laid by the Goddess. For every one that disdains how I handle things I notice or hear of three others who hopes what it&nbsp; might mean. I place my faith in the Goddess, she who clearly brought me back here for this purpose, She does not strike me as one to let others kill her chosen." <br><br>Dawn sighed then, rubbing her temples with a soft rueful laugh. "Ah to think I once thought life was complicated as a journalist merely observing the dance of power of others. I find I do not enjoy this dance overly well, but I am what there is, myself and my cousin of course. Perhaps she will win, perhaps I will be killed as you allude to for my odd thoughts on how things should be done and my lack of 'proper' protocol. But that will come or not, for now, tonight is there aught other then politicking and intrigue for me to find here my lord?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 02:00:13</strong>
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				<strong>"I believe that there might just be."</strong> Cernunnos replied, the heat in his tone reflecting the darkness that danced in his eyes. <strong>"And what you have been too polite to mention is the fact that when one has seen as many decades pass as I have, there is a tendency to see almost anyone as a child, despite their years, and the experience those years have wrought."</strong> He gave a soft chuckle and sipped once more from his drink.<br><br>His eyes fixed on her, then began a slow move down and back up her body, seeming to strip away every piece of clothing with the weight and intensity of the gaze. <strong>"I can see full well that you are no child Dawn, that you are a woman full grown. So yes, if it is your wish to offer me a chance and a choice, as consort, then for my people I would say yes. And for the lack of disgust in your eyes when you look upon a man, then for myself, I would say yes, yes, and thrice yes. I would put the politics aside for the hours of darkness that the Goddess and Consort grant us, and feel the heat of your skin against mine, and see our shadows cast upon the walls by the glow of fire or skin."</strong><br><br>His eyes fixed steadily on hers. <strong>"I am who and what I am, and my ways are not as gentle as some. I would warn you of that now, so you know what it is that will come."</strong> His chest seemed to rise and fall more now, his breathing slowing, deepening, as if he were drawing in her scent.<br><br>In the chamber around them, the shadows whispered and rustled, but no voices ... or at least, none she could hear ... were raised.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 06:53:00</strong>
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				The blond princess kept herself relaxed, or at least tried to. There was heat and darkness in this King and it drew her like a moth to the flame, she knew what sort of desires to find here, after all hadn't Roarke deplored his own nature over and over, comparing himself to the Slaugh? Ah but what none of her men wanted to contemplate was the fact that their precious Seelie princess had desires that ran darker. Her smile quirked the corners of her lips when he mentioned her being polite about not mentioning the tendency others had to see her as a child, but she was happy that he could laugh at himself, could admit to flaws. Perhaps though it would be better for now for those around her to under estimate her. <br><br>Dawn shifted on her seat slightly as his gaze upon her turned almost predatory and she felt a shiver of desire course through her, felt need wake as he surely mentally stripped every silken garment away from her skin. Her smile curved, deeper&nbsp; and lush on her lips as her midnight gem eyes sparkled and invited him closer. "I have no disgust for you King, though if we are to put aside politics then I suppose Cernunnos would be the best way to address you no?" She surprised herself with her bravery with his eyes so intense on her, with the sounds of the shadows moving; but even with those things she pushed herself up from her chair and moved around the table, toward his side with a softly feminine look on her face. <br><br>"I do not fear you Cernunnos, I know who and what you are perhaps not in full but enough and I do not think you would harm me in a way that did not fall beneath our Goddess's pleasures. And her pleasures are her people's, I lived among mortals, I'm not a typical Seelie." She smiled at him, an impish cast to her features for a moment as she slid to sit one hip on the table, the silk of her robe riding up pale leg. "And I have to say I am sick of being treated like something breakable and fragile, I want to feel, I want to burn with need and scream. So can you give me in your shadows what the light denies me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 09:52:52</strong>
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				<strong>"If such is your wish Dawn, then yes."</strong> His voice dropped lower, more intense. <strong>"Yes, pretty little Princess, I will make you scream."</strong> His voice held total assurance. They were a promise of what would come, events that simply had not yet happened.<br><br>Around them the darkness rumbled, the walls of the Sithen shifting and parting, to reveal a dark forest, lit by a thin sliver of moon that hung in the sky that had not existed moments before. The air was thick with the scent of roses, and a handfull of petals lay strewn across the table between the two of them.<br><br>The face that turned towards Dawn was still that of the Lord of the Sluagh, yet more. The features seemed sharper, more primal. His eyes were darkness upon darkness, a pool that would drink in her light, take it all and let none escape.<br><br>The gaze he turned on her held a desire so intense it was hunger .... for her flesh, for her cries, for her power taken by his. His lips parted to reveal teeth that sharpened almost to the point of being fangs.<br><br><strong>"Princess .... Dawn."</strong> The voice was deeper still, and carried coutless echoes of those that hunted by night.<br><br><strong>"Run."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 03:05:36</strong>
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				She almost parted her lips automatically to assert that it was what she wanted, then the way his voice had changed hit her and she shivered a touch, shifting back on the table only to slid off it as his confidence shook her own a touch. She wasn't sure she could handle this man. And that thought raced through her body, softening it, relaxing her as she gave up the part of her that tried to hard to reign everything in since she had been shoved into being a Princess. Now she could give way to a King, just for a little while, just for a stolen moment in the darkness. <br><br>The room shifted and she blinked, glancing around in surprise, her eyes darting up to the moon that was not the actual moon, but one of the fey landscapes. The scent of roses and the moonlight were enough to convince her of the power, old and ancient that now moved through the night and melded with the darkness of his domain. <br><br>When Cernunnos turned toward her the blond froze, caught by the feral beauty of his face, for he was handsome but there was something beautiful about how primal he was now. Her throat worked, heart picking up pace to speed erratically within her breast and she took one wary half step backward. The force of that gaze alone would have made her either melt or run. This was not the polite King she had danced with, or the charming dinner companion, this was not a male she could control in anyway. She shivered in delight before that turned into a touch of fear at the flash of sharp fangs. <br><br>His voice seemed almost growled out and the one word command got a sharp nod before Dawn whirled around and took off sprinting, her robe pressed against her skin from how quickly she moved. The Seelie's feet flew over the earth, faster and faster and she panted, not daring to look behind her and see what might be coming after her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 00:35:02</strong>
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				The trees blurred past as she ran, the earth beneath her feet coated with the growth one would expect in a forest that had never known the presence of fire and axe. Faint noises in the trees and underbrush marked the presence of the inhabitants of the forest, most of which fell silent in the wake of her passing. From behind her, a howl rose into the air.<br><br>Cernunnos lowered his head, eyes alight and moved to the spot Dawn had sat. He closed his eyes, drawing her scent in through deep breaths, and smiled. A faint flash of movement in the dark depths of the forest marked her departing form. He drew another breath, fixing her scent in his mind, and began to pace after her.<br><br>Step by step his pace increased, the walk becoming a loping run. Her scent hung in the air, clung to bushes that she had brushed aside, and he felt it burn into his blood, each breath carrying more of her scent inside him. He raised his head again, howling like a wolf at the moon. <br><br>He wanted her to run. He wanted her to know he was chasing her. She would hear him closing, see him from the corner of her eye, and flee with all of her speed. It would not be enough.<br><br>The chase would end when he wanted it to, and he would bring her to the ground, her clothing torn from her body, to leave her naked and helpless before him, and her surrender would be sweet. He tore his shirt off, flinging it aside, heedless of where it would land. Her scent filled his nostrils, and he wanted to feel her skin beneath his hands, and to hear her cry out as he filled her body with his.<br><br>The rest of his clothing was discarded in moments, and he began to run again, breathing deeply. This was the hunt at its simplest. <br><br>The Chase. <br><br>The Catch.<br><br>And then she would be his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 21:59:17</strong>
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				There was no touch in these woods of life outside of nature, no real pathway for her feet to use. She was grateful she had left the heels from the ballroom behind in favor of comfortable flats; she couldn't imagine running like this in heels and she wasn't moving near fast enough. Her heart was racing within her breast, nearly in tandem with the rise and fall of her feet, her legs burning as she pushed herself to move faster. Dawn had always sworn, when watching horror movies that she wouldn't do stupid things like scream if she was chased. She was proud that she didn't do that...yet. She would, she knew she would as sure as she knew he was behind her, racing toward her. <br><br>She had asked him to make her scream, she just hadn't expected <em>this</em>. <br><br>Her lungs protested as she drew in another deep breath, arms thrown up to shield her face from branches that would have cut it. Apparently one of those branches had thorns on it though for they caught and pricked her skin, not a lot but it stung. And she felt the sticky warmth of blood on her skin, her throat working as she nearly froze at the awareness she had now given him blood to scent. <br><br>Dawn ran though, and her hands undid her robe more fully as she did so, shrugging out of it and wrapping it around her now slightly bloodied arm, trying to make the blood stop, trying to contain the scent. Her breasts rose and fell too quickly with her panting breaths, straining at the cups of her gray bra. She slowed down long enough to rub her arm against a tree and then throw her robe in the opposite direction. It wouldn't help much, she didn't think, but she had to at least make this chase mean something, prove that she was not going to just bow over and let him win. <br><br>What manner of beast had she unlocked with her words this eve? She prayed to the Goddess then that she had not been a fool, that she had not misjudged Cernunnos and that he would not harm her more then she could bear. Still her flesh shivered at the phantom visions of what he might do to her once he caught her. She ran because she couldn't not run from the primal being that stalked behind her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 17:59:58</strong>
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				His senses were sharpened at he loped through the woods, his long legs propelling him over smaller obstacles. Her scent was clear in the air, her trail through the woods marked by flattened foilage and snapped twigs. He could smell her perfume, her natural scent, and the mixture of fear and arousal that clung to it all. <em>She ran because she had to, but she wanted to be caught as well.</em> The thought was come and gone from his mind in a moment, and he bared his teeth in a smile that was purely predatory before picking up his pace.<br><br>His ears began to catch faint sounds from ahead, the forest silent in his presence. He darted around one tree, eyes flicking to the robe that hung forlorn on a nearby bush. He laughed softly and turned in the direction of the noises.<br><br>As he closed he choose to crash through patches of brush. They were inconsequential things. They could not slow him, but the noise of his passage would eventually reach her ears as he closed on her. It would make her run faster, wear herself out, so that when he chose he would close that last bit of distance, and bring her to forest floor. He could feel her wrists, pinned in his grasp, the beat of her pulse in her throat as his lips closed on it, see the fear and desire that warred in her gaze, and that moment of surrender when she went limp in his grasp.<br><br>She was his prey, in the here and now. He would have her.<br><br><em>Soon.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 04:08:07</strong>
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				He was so close. She could have sworn his breath was upon her neck, that he was just a moment behind her, ready to take her down. She wondered at the sense of slowing down with the robe, with the blood, trying to throw him off. It hadn't worked. She had known in her bones that it wouldn't work, not with this predator. Dawn's breath came too fast and she forced herself to move, ignoring the stitch in her side, ignoring the way the branches seemed to try an catch at her. <br><br>The blond ended up cursing when she tripped over some root or rock, stumbling into a tree. She didn't give herself much time to think about that, pushing off it and whirling away, trying to put as much space between her and the King as possible. It wouldn't be enough. She had made herself his when she had started to run, she had known this for just another dance of courtship, though this one was far more primal in being. It was older then time surely, and her body knew that, for even with fear there was desire, arousal of the knowledge that he <em>would</em> catch her and have his way with her. <br><br>In whatever way he wanted. <br><br>She broke through a group of trees, finding herself in a glade and after a moment to gather her breath she increased her speed, sprinting across it as quickly as she could, the moonlight silvering her pale skin and hair, making her seem almost like a lost moonbeam.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-02-2011, 01:24:17</strong>
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				Cernunnos burst into the glade scant heartbeats later. His night dark eyes rose to regard the moon and the fleeing form ahead of him. <em>Yes.</em> he thought. <em>Here. Now. Under the Goddesses gaze.</em><br><br>His form blurred as he accelerated across the moonlit glade, circling around Dawn. He wanted her to see him coming, to drive her away from the illusiary safety of the treeline. In his minds eye he saw the final steps of this dance, her pace faltering as she realised she could not reach the trees however she turned, that he would always be faster, always be there, always be circling.<br><br>But not a circle. A spiral, with her at its centre. And when she realised that, when she stood with heaving breast, gasping for air, the scent of her fear carrying through the moonlit air to his keener than ever senses, then he would approach her. Only then would he move to her side, tear away the last shreds of her clothing and claim her, beneath the full moon.<br><br>His teeth bared in a grin as the thoughts flitted through his mind, and he began to spiral closer as he herded her.<br><br><em>Soon.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>20-02-2011, 07:16:07</strong>
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				Her breath tore from her, along with a plaintive whimper as she realized he had gotten ahead of her, that he was circling back toward her now and her footsteps came shorter, trying to turn her around only to realize again that he was before her, no matter which way she turned. She had no worry for seeming foolish or weak by that sound, by the tremor's that coursed through her body as she watched his figure near hers. The dance was coming to an end and for once she didn't know what to expect when the man touched her. She didn't know what would happen, how he would treat her. <br><br>Dawn could imagine, could envision it and it made her knees want to give out as she looked into those feral eyes that seemed to pierce through her. Her legs still moved though, trying to dodge around him, trying to get away back into the trees. She was fast, she was strong, she could keep going. <br><br>But after the sixth time of him appearing before her, her breath catching and that whimper more clear with each time she froze, realizing she was in the center of the clearing still and he was coming closer. She was pray. Her limbs shook, her legs moving with a desperate, unthinking grace as she stumbled back a few steps from his advancing form, keeping her eyes on him even as her arms wrapped around herself. Her pale skin was flushed from the run, with the desire and the fear, her midnight sky eyes shimmering, and too wide in her features, pants still parting her lips. A few stray leaves had caught in the starlight mass of her curls. <br><br>Aware that he had her, knowing she had no way out the Princess did the only thing she could think of to do. She raised her chin, defiant and challenged him with her eyes to finish it, to take what she had offered, what was his by the right of the primal, feral courtship they had just performed in the shadows of the night. "Are you merely going to circle me then Cernunnos?" Taunting, sultry, stupid she knew, but she couldn't help herself, wanting to hear his growl, to know his power. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 04:03:10</strong>
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				<strong>"You already know the answer to that question, Dawn."</strong> His voice was confident as he approached her, still spiralling around and in. <strong>"I am going to do many things to you, my pretty little princess."</strong> He paced slowly around her, admiring her body through what remained of her clothing, coming to a stop behind her, letting his breath fall warm on her neck. His hands reached around her, cupping both of her breasts as he lowered his head til his lips almost brushed her neck as he spoke.<br><br>His nails scored across the fabric of the bra, teasing the sensitive flesh beneath. <strong>"I am going to make you shiver."</strong> His voice was low, but intense, his words spoken with absolute assurance. <br><br><strong>"And I am going to make you gasp."</strong> His fingers slid under the edge of the bra, and with seeming no effort he tore it apart, letting the remnants drop down her arms to fall to the ground below.<br><br>One hand moved to grasp the back of her hair, drawing her head back to expose her neck, and she felt his teeth close on her artery, his tongue tracing the length of it that lay within his mouth. His other hand dipped beneath the waistband of her panties and began to explore the contours of her body.<br><br><strong>"You will shout my name to the sky, my pretty little princess, while the moonlight dances on our bodies, and our glow burns like a bonfire."</strong> He released the grip on her hair, walking around to stand in front of her, his hand turning within her thin panties. His eyes were intense as he met her gaze, his lips curled in a lazy smile. Both hands moved to the side, and her panties were torn as easily as the bra, the torn cloth sliding down one leg.<br><br>He drew her against him, one hand cupping her shapely rear whilst the other drew red furrows up her back before it fastened in her hair again, once more arching her back, tilting her head up to him.<br><br><strong>"And I will make you scream, pretty little princess. I will make you scream."</strong> The words hung heavy in the air, almost with the feel of a solemn oath being sworn. His teeth gleamed in the moonlight, matching the light that bounced from his eyes.<br><br><strong>"I will make you scream."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 05:43:46</strong>
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				She did know the answer. After all she had asked him to do it, had bartered for it, against it. She saw the promise in his eyes, so intense it seemed to pierce through her and fill her with needs she couldn't even name. <br><br>Dawn wasn't too proud to shiver, she didn't try to hide that though, to disguise how he effected her, stalking so close, the circling meaning that she turned to keep him in her sight. Her quick breathes meant that her breasts trembled and strained against the gray satin and lace of her bra, her hands clenched, nails biting into her palm as she tried to control the fear that rode her nearly as heavily as desire did. But then wasn't that also part of his due in this? To feed off her fear and desire, to have her emotions and her body, to make her skin glow for him, shine out. How long had it been she wondered, since a full sidhe had laid with him. They were fools, all of them, to turn aside this dark hunter, this aspect of their God that was so compelling, dangerously so. <br><br>He moved too fast suddenly, behind her, and her heart stopped at so simple a thing as his warm breath tickling against the sensitive flesh of the nape of her neck. It jolted back into motion, racing then as his hands cupped her breasts and her body responded before her thoughts could, arching into his strong hold eagerly, craving the promise of what would come. A shivering gasp fell from her lips, throat working to contain more sounds that would fall when his deep voice growled into her ear and his nails deftly tormented her bra and skin both with but a taste of what would come. <br><br>The King spoke true, for she shivered, as if his very words had summoned it, a quake that worked through her whole body. She gasped for him, crying out softly when he rent the fabric of her bra and the pretty delicate thing fell to ruins around her, sliding down her pale arms and then fluttering to adorn the meadow beneath her feet. A yelp came next, pain so sweet it seemed a pleasure, something she had yearned for, wanting to know a man truly commanded her, didn't think of her title so much as desire; the pull on her hair was just that, making her arch, making her shudder again at that teasing of sharp teeth against her skin, the hot dampness of his tongue caressing her flesh. And that made her whimper, pleading wordlessly for more, that coupled with the confident touches of his hand learning the shapes of her body. This was a man, a King, a <em>male</em> that would take everything she had to give and demand more. <br><br>Desire pulsed through her body and she let it, surrendering even as her pale skin began to glow for him, midnight blue eyes hazy and shinning as well when he moved in front of her, lips slightly parted. She wanted what he spoke of, she wanted it now, so badly she felt her knees threaten to go weak just from the visions that danced in her head. Dawn's breath hitched when he tore the last bit of clothing she had, those pretty lace panties slowly falling down one leg till they lay around her left foot and she stumbled into him, leaning heavily in his strong arms. <br><br>That haze of anticipation, of need was sliced through though when his nails dug into her skin and she cried out, not a full fledged scream, not yet at least; she was aware though then that he truly meant to hurt her. To use her for his pleasure and not her own. And she would love it, every single moment of it, every pleasure and pain she would savor and offer up as a form of worship to the Goddess. Her throat worked again, tears sparking in her jewel like eyes as she looked at him, the pull on her hair that familiar, welcome pain with the red marks on her back tingling faintly. There would be worse, to come, she knew. <br><br>A shudder quaked through, every inch of her hearing that promise on his tongue, that look in his eyes, the gleam of his teeth. He would take her, he would mark her with teeth and claws and every other thing he had. Dawn wet her lips, searching for her voice when she just wanted to sink into the sensations, to revel in what he was doing to her. Gone was the politically minded princess, and though she was still princess, <em>his</em> pretty little princess at this moment, she was lost, aching to please him, for the pleasure and yes, the pain. Still she found words at last, one trembling hand lifting to touch his face softly, her breath hitching and voice hoarse with desire and fear that wedded together. <br><br>"I believe you..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 01:52:26</strong>
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				He smiled down at her, eyes heavy lidded. His hand tightened again in her hair, pulling downwards, arching her back til she had the choice of sinking to her knees or falling over. The look on his face said that it was on her knees that he wanted her.<br><br>He released the grip on her hair and took a half step back, looking down on her as her skin glowed faintly, echoing and perhaps enhanced by the moon that hung overhead, bathing the clearing a silvery light. His hand reached out to stroke the side of her cheek, cupping her jaw gently, and raising her face to his. Not just to meet his face though, as he stood stark naked in front in of her, hard and ready.<br><br>His fingers traced the line of her jaw, and over her lips, as if he were imprinting the feel of her. His fingertips were damp, still glistening with the dew from her own body, his explorations of moments earlier. They rubbed against her lips and teeth, perhaps seeking entrance to her mouth before he drew them away again.<br><br><em>Well, my pretty little princess ...</em> he thought, gazing down on her. <em>Will you do honour to the Consort, and let me feel that sweet mouth of yours before I honour the Goddess. I do not think you need much to make you ready though. You're ready for me now, aren't you?</em><br><br>His gaze took in the length of her body, and he smiled at her, waiting to see what she would do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 03:09:48</strong>
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				The smile she was gifted with was at once kind and cruel, rather like the pleasure and the pain were now one in her, soft pains, soft pleasures as of yet of course. She shuddered to think of what would come even as his grip on her hair made her arch her head further, her knees giving way as she sank down onto her knees with little grace and several shivers. He wasn't going to take no for an answer now, not after the hunting, not after her blood had scented the air of this magic made place; her offer had been accepted. <br><br>Dawn raised a trembling hand to her hair when he let go of it, fingers lightly pressing into her now tender scalp to try and relieve some of the ache there, an instinct thing for she mentally cherished it. Her luminous skin threw shadows around them, flickering through it was, not fully upon her, not yet; it increased the feeling of being in another world. Her eyes watched him as he cupped her jaw, her head tilted back to gaze at him, aware of how his body demanded her attention so close to her face, wondering if he meant that for the invitation she thought it to be. The part of her that was still new to this, to what she was though took comfort in those touches of his strong fingers, up her jawline, against the swell of her lips, and once her fingers left there she licked those same full lips and tasted her own desire on them. Her body seemed to clench inside in response, a sweet hot fire licking through her to consume her and the glow beneath her skin grew stronger, purer, more silver gold then the cold silver of the moon. <br><br>The blond shifted on her knees, feeling her desire seep to mark her inner thighs and she felt a blush touch her cheeks then as well, something she couldn't help anymore then she could the glow that came from her. Her eyes stayed on his though, lashes sweeping down when she blinked, a few glances lingering on hard arousal of his body so close, so tempting. The smile on his lips seemed to dare her, to tell her he was waiting, watching, observing. She felt like prey all over again, but in a good way, in a wicked way and she let her tongue wet her lips once more before one shimmering starlight hand lifted to touch, feather light upon the hardness that stood ready for her. Her fingers slid down the shaft, marveling at the satin steel of it, leaning closer even as her fingers found the base and went to cup his sac as well. Dawn's lips brushed lightly against the head of the Shadow Lord's shaft, tongue lapping out to taste the salty masculine flesh. He had not told her what he wanted and so she let herself explore, taste, savor. <br><br>This act, kneeling before him and giving such attention, worship even, to his body was not something any of her guards had allowed her to do, for she was the princess, her pleasure came first, because it was important to fill her with seed, not waste it on their own pleasure. Dawn had read plenty of romance novels in her day though and seen porn, her roommate in college had been addicted to the stuff; she knew how much men enjoyed this and she had wanted to try it. Now she got to, her back still tingling from his claws, and she aware of the grasses that her legs crushed, of the scents of the forest and the glow beneath her skin. Her tongue swirled around the first two inches that were in her mouth, a happy sound moving through her as one hand caressed the lower part of the cock in her mouth and the other held to his hips. She wanted to make him glow with naught but her mouth on him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-03-2011, 19:23:28</strong>
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				The sound that rumbled from his lips seemed as much growl as moan of pleasure. He twisted slightly, leaning down to cup her breast, his nails scratching across her skin, teasing her with the edge of pain. His fingertips fastened briefly on her nipple, twisting, pinching, pulling, only a little, as if to test and see how she responded to each.<br><br>His hand rose to the back of her head, and began to thrust deeper into her mouth, slowly at first. <strong>"Is this what you desire, Dawn?"</strong> His voice was low and intense. <strong>"Not to be Princess, with everyone deferring to you, to have the weight of a Kingdom on your shoulders. To be simply Dawn, and to exist in these moments where your only thought is what pleasure you will offer?"</strong><br><br><strong>"Would you have me tell you of all the things I could do? With you. To you. To take you and use you in every way that your body can stand?"</strong> He continued to thrust deeply in and out of her mouth as he spoke. <strong>"To put you on your knees. On your back. On your stomach. To do whatever I want."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>19-03-2011, 21:46:05</strong>
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				The primal sound that fell from his lips made her shiver, it was a compliment to draw that she knew, and she savored it, swirling her tongue around the thickness of him happily in response. When he cupped her breast, that pleasure of attention make her body clench inside, making her ache, even with the threat of pain, of violence lingered just there with the slight scratch of his sharp claw like nails; it only made the arousal deeper though, to know that this man didn't care about treating her like a princess. Passion, ah so thick and deep she could down in it. The twisting, pinching pull on the peaked flesh of her nipple made her back arch and around his shaft she gasped, whimpering happily, wanting it. <br><br>Dawn didn't fight him when his hand pressed at the back of her head, when he started to actively take her mouth rather then her just lick and suck as she pleased. She found it exciting, arousing, focusing just on lavishing him with the attention of her tongue and mouth as much as possible as he <em>used</em> her. His question, his voice drew more shivers from her and she nodded as much as she could without disrupting his thrusts. <br><br>She could fell herself dampen as he continued, feel her desire slightly wet the inside of her thighs as she shifted on her knees to try and keep up with the deeper, quicker thrusts. Happily she was finding she had no gag reflex to fight so far. Her hands clung to his hips, urging him to go faster, giving him his answer to the sinful questions he asked by her greediness for what he was giving her already, by the moans and whimpers that sounded around his cock as it plundered her all too willing mouth. She wanted that, she wanted everything and anything he was willing to give. <br><br>She needed it.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>10-04-2011, 22:58:37</strong>
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				Another low growl rumbled from his mouth as he thrust into Dawn's. His hands held her head in place for him, though she showed no desire at all to move away. <em>Mine</em> his grip seemed to say as his hands tightened in her hair, wringing another small gasp from her. <em>Mine</em> with the thrusting of his body into her, claiming the use of her body as his own. <em>Mine</em> with the noise that rumbled from his lips and echoed around the clearing, a warning and challenge to any who would seek to dispute his claim. In this moment and in this place, <em>Mine.</em><br><br>As he came, his hands dragged her forwards, pushing himself as far into her mouth, down her throat as he could. He cried out, a sound of pleasure and triumph, as he filled her mouth and throat with his seed, wanting her to swallow every drop. A silver moonbeam lit the clearing, the glow from his body sending dancing shadows around them as he swayed slightly, before he released his grip on her and took a step or two backwards. He gazed down at her, the smile on his lips purely male, and the darkness that gleamed in his eyes promising that this was only the beginning of the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 21:47:46</strong>
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				Again that dark, delicious and bone melting sound shuddered through her and she gave a soft moan in response, breathless and a touch dazed as he thrust deep into her mouth, so deep that she did almost gag on how throughly he filled her, a sensation of being cut off and nearly unable to breathe. She loved it. The tight hold in her starlight hair, pulling at the roots, another slight pain she cherished, bound to him by his hands for his pleasure. The way his cock invaded her, all of it made her aware that she had given over power to this man, surrendered it. And she had no hope of getting it back. <br><br>When he came, flooding her mouth she cried out around him, eyes going wide as she tried to adjust to the sensation of his release filling her mouth and throat, the salty taste of him making her shiver as she tasted a man's spend for the first time. There was so much, too much really and some leaked out of her mouth, down her pale skin to glisten in the moonlight. Dawn gasped as he let go of her head and she panted, her body quivering even as her pink tongue darted out to lick at the trail of his spend that had dripped down her chin, one hand raising to wipe the skin clean even as her eyes stayed on him. Warily they noted the smile, the way he seemed to blend with the night and she shifted on her knees, biting her lower lip. <br><br>What was she suppose to do now? Run again? No, that seemed wrong, so she waited, for the moment docile but aware of the predator before her. "Did you enjoy it?" Her voice was soft, raspy from what they had just done. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-04-2011, 20:22:08</strong>
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				His chest rumbled, a chuckled that spilled out over her and into the clearing. <strong>"I think you already know the answer to that question, my pretty little princess. Yes, yes, I enjoyed that greatly."</strong> His gaze fixed on her as he bent forwards, his hand tightening once more in her hair. <strong>"And you know full well that before we leave this clearing I will enjoy more, enjoy your body in every way."</strong> His eyes seemed pools to drink all the light, except the green dappled glow that pulsed from his skin. <strong>"Because that is what I want. And that is what you want to, isn't it?"</strong> His tone held absolute assurance, that there could be any other answer than <em>yes</em> seemed unthinkable.<br><br><strong>"I offer you a choice now Dawn. Choose how you will next offer yourself to me. On your back, or on your stomach?"</strong> His eyes roamed over her body, his gaze held hunger, for her flesh, for her cries, for her very essence. <strong>"I will enjoy every inch of you before we are done, as you will enjoy every inch of me."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 07:36:22</strong>
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				It was true that she had already known that answer, she had tasted it on her lips after all but she had been seeking for something, anything to say to break the silence and that wicked look on his face. His chuckle made her shiver and she whimpered when his hand fisted in her hair and held her tight by it. His words were the dark seduction she had craved and she was so thankful that she had sought him out, this Lord of Shadows who treated her like a plaything. His promise was one she would relish and hold him too, the flicker of light beneath her skin showing how she enjoyed how he treated her. A blush stained her shimmering cheeks at his question and she nodded, wincing at the way it pulled at her hair in his hold. <br><br>"I...yes sir. Very very much so." She whispered the words, shivering as his dark eyes assessed her and told her she was his. <br><br>Dawn knew he wouldn't allow her to hold anything back; that there would be no politics in this outside of the most basic ones of those between a man and a woman, between lovers. Her throat worked as she considered his question, weighing both choices. On her back seemed safer really, the basic position though the thought of his hands on her breasts, and perhaps elsewhere were enough to make her nipples harden till they ached; on her stomach would mean he was entering her from behind. How he had taken her mouth spoke to how he would treat other parts of her body and she found herself shuddering at the thought of him ramming into her with such completely abandon, breaking, possessing. <br><br>Goddess help her, she never wanted this night to end. <br><br>To be brave or to be safe? Though there was no such thing as safety in this wild night. Perhaps she should go softly though, to save against the demands she was sure he was going to put on her. Oh choices, choices. "Stomach..." she whispered, her eyes flickering up to his, wide in her face as she realized what had slipped past her lips, that she was taking the riskier path, the more instinctive one. But yes, that true was what she had wanted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 21:14:32</strong>
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				There was a momentary flicker in his eyes, that might have been surprise, or simply anticipation. He gave a nod, a solemn acceptance of what she chose to offer him. <strong>"On your stomach then."</strong> his voice rumbled agreement. His hand released her hair, taking a moment to brush away a sweat matted strand from where it hung near her eye. <br><br><strong>"Onto your stomach then, my pretty little princess, and spread your legs wide apart for me."</strong> His eyes gleamed as he looked on her, and he cocked his head to the side. <strong>"Have other lovers taken you thus Dawn?"</strong> his voice was still low. <strong>"If not, then I think I must prepare you properly. After all, the Goddess has seen fit to bless me with good size, and I would not want to hurt you beyond what you will enjoy."</strong><br><br>He reached out, letting his nails trace clawlike down her body, just to send a shiver through her, anticipation for what he could, or would, yet do to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 02:59:11</strong>
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				She responded to the rumble with a nod, assenting to his control over the moment once more even as she nuzzled the hand that brushed away hair that threatened to fall into her eyes. She wondered if he liked the pale curly silk of her hair or preferred something else. The thought was a silly fleeting one though and she moved as he commanded with a shiver while the King's eyes moved over her and his question drew a high blush into her cheeks. His nails worked down her skin before she could answer and she gasped, shivering happily even as the tease sent a rush of damp desire to well between her legs. <br><br>Dawn moved, stretching out her long legs before settling onto her knees, elbows braced on the ground before her and pale legs parted, back bowed to offer her most intimate depths up to him. She had to wet her lips, tasting him once again when she did so, before she could answer. "Only a handful of times, never for long though, never very deep. I am treated like spun glass, to be made romantic love to and hopefully conceive." <br><br>The blond could not keep out the faint trace of bitterness from her tone, the longing for more; her body ached in eager fear of what he would, could do to her. "I still want it though, I need it Cernunnos." The last came as a whisper, her head bowed against the earth as well with her cheeks flushed for she was very aware of just how much her position would display to him, she felt the cool night air caressing the swollen slick folds of her sex. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>06-05-2011, 16:57:13</strong>
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				A single clawlike fingernail dug into the skin of her neck, and began to slowly trace its way down her spine. <strong>"And you will have it."</strong> Cernunnos' voice was low, tinged with anticipation, and perhaps a hint of amusement. <strong>"Your men do not know how to treat you, do they, pretty little princess?"</strong> <br><br>The finger reached her rear and slid between her cheeks, nestling at her entrance a moment before passing beyond, and sliding between her wet folds. <strong>"They see with eyes that shine too bright, and refuse to see the darkness."</strong> His finger slid in and out of her, slowly at first, but with increasing speed and power, til the flat of his hand slapped hard against her.<br><br>He had knelt beside her, and his other hand slid underneath to cup her breast. <strong>"They will not believe that someone so pure could harbour darkness of her own."</strong> His fingertips seized one nipple and tweaked it hard, before he cupped her breast again, his fingernails lightly scoring her flesh. <strong>"They cannot believe that their golden princess has desires they would balk at fulfilling."</strong><br><br>His hand moved again, grabbing her hair and pulling her head backwards, whilst the other continued to piston in and out of her body. One finger had become two, somewhere along the line. <strong>"I am not of the golden throng."</strong> His voice was a whisper at her ear.<br><br>His fingers slip momentarily out, before setting themselves against both of her holes, and he pushed them in. <strong>"The darkness is mine, little princess. The darkness and all that belongs in it."</strong> The hand in her hair tightened, arching her back just that little bit more, as his fingers slid deep, deep inside her body. <br><br><strong>"And for this night, my pretty little princess, that means you."</strong> His hand in her hair dragged her forwards, off her elbows and knees, and down onto her stomach. He released it as he moved behind her, his hands grabbing her ankles and spreading them wide apart. A moment later she felt the weight of his body press down upon her, and the head of his cock press tight against her ass.<br><br>Slowly he began to thrust himself into her, inch by inch, deeper and deeper til every inch of him was inside her ass, and his body pressed her down into the embrace of the earth. <strong>"Are."</strong><br><br>His hands reached out and ran down her arms, taking her wrists in a firm grip that brooked no chance of release. His teeth sank into the meat of her shoulder and neck, a hair's breadth away from drawing blood, and his voice rumbled into her ear.<br><br><strong>"Mine."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 20:52:32</strong>
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				Like a cat, unable to help herself, she arched into the nail that traced down her spine, shivering in delight at that teasing that she had been so lacking of in her men so far. His words were a dark heady promise and she blushed at the mention of them not knowing how to treat her. Her guards were good men, she loved each of them but...it was truth that they didn't always treat her like a woman, a normal one at least. His other words though, they were true and she knew that. The finger that moved into her body made her gasp and she trembled, hands fisting in the ground beneath her as her breath came in thready erratic beats. <br><br>Was she so pure? She doubted that sometimes; she felt like she was a little of everything, perhaps too much so. But this King could see her darkness and accept it, use it, spurn it deeper until she was lost in the desires she had denied for so long, realizing she craved things she had not known before, could not name. The hand on her breast, the tweak of a nipple, scoring of the tender skin edged her deeper, desire whispering through her body and she followed it, throwing aside caution and thought. <br><br>After all hadn't she done that when she walked into his shadows? <br><br>Her neck arched as he yanked on her hair, the two fingers inside her stretching her slick tight depths as she moaned faintly, finding she rather liked this man of darkness, liked his deep voice against her ear. He was taunting her, promising her, seducing her. She loved it. The rush of shame that she enjoyed it so, enjoyed how he handled her only added to the pleasure of the moment, the wickedness of it. With her spine arched by the hold in her hair that teased at painful and his fingers working so deeply into her she whimpered as he called her his pretty little princess again. <br><br>Dawn wasn't ready for the drag in her hair and fell forward, her body against the earth as he moved behind her and spread her legs apart. She fought him not, she had asked for this, had offered this up and he had accepted it. The thought of running was't one she entertained for more then a fleeting moment and then she felt his body above her, pressing into the swell of her buttocks. It hadn't occurred to her though that he might take her ass; that was one uncharted territory that none of her men had shown any interest in. When he thrust into her she screamed then, arching, her body working to adjust to a completely new possession; he didn't stop though, so deep and hard and sure, he held her down to the earth as she shuddered and gasped for air. <br><br>The slow thrusts earned soft whimpers and she shifted, squirming, not sure if she was working to get away or closer, it was an odd sensation, painful at first but hadn't she wanted pain? The pleasure started to build, her arousal helping her adjust. Arousal that spoked as his hands claimed hers and held them immobile; surrounded in Cernunnos' power she wondered if he could make anything pleasurable, this was unexpected but thrilling. <br><br>Thoughts shattered though when his teeth sank down into her skin and she cried out again, sweet high and shrill as she writhed under him, his cock working into her body and voice like dark velvet in her ear. <em><strong>Mine</strong></em>. <br><br>The word seemed to vibrate through her body, sounding out all her darkness and she moaned into the grasses that formed the bed beneath them, her body going limp in his hold. She accepted that claim, gave over to it, pliant but needy as her hips started to rock herself back into him, encouraging his thrusts into the tightness of her ass. "...Yes...yes....oh..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 00:18:59</strong>
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				His breath was warm on the back of her neck, the glow from their bodies causing shadows to dance upon the ground. It almost looked like her shadow was writhing more than she was. Perhaps it was, for the darkness was his to call. <strong>"I promised I would make you scream for me, pretty little princess."</strong> His voice rumbled in her ear, his lips all but brushing it as he spoke. <strong>"How many times will you scream for me? Scream in pain. Scream in pleasure. Scream in that place where the two are one?"</strong><br><br>He began to thrust slowly in and out of her, withdrawing almost all the way before sliding back down again, slowly at first, letting her body become accustomed to him. <strong>"What would your guards say if they could see you now?"</strong> he half whispered into her ear. <strong>"Their pure little princess screaming her pleasure beneath me, offering me every inch of her body, to do with as I will?"</strong><br><br>His feet pressed her ankles apart, wider and wider, his hands on her wrists till she was spreadeagled beneath him, her body an X upon the ground. His mouth moved to her other shoulder, sinking his teeth into her flesh, enough to give her a matching set of bruises come the morning. <strong>"They will see my marks upon every inch of your skin, pretty little princess, and they can only guess at the pleasures they deny themselves. And when the darkness inside you grows, you will come to me again."</strong><br><br>He thrust harder onto her, grinding her mons against the ground, another perhaps unforeseen stimulation for her. Each thrust drove her hard, his fingers bands of iron around her wrists, his legs pinning hers in place. <strong>"You will come to me Dawn, and I will take you, again and again, and give you the darkness you crave. Every inch of your body will belong to me, and I will do everything we desire. The darkness is mine, the darkness and all that lies within it."</strong><br><br>He thrust harder and faster into her. <strong>"Scream for me again, pretty little princess. Scream your pleasure loud enough that your guards will hear it. Scream for me. Now."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 08:05:13</strong>
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				The blond had no shame, she shuddered as his voice rumbled into her ear like a thunderstorm playing over her skin. Her breath caught, making her voice soft and hoarse as she gave him a response to his question, the first of many he stole out of her kiss and fuck swollen lips. "As many times as you desire..." Did he even hear her words? Even wait to hear them? She wasn't sure, aware of how he thrust into her, out and in; he was thoughtful almost right now,more gentle then she expected. To let her adjust perhaps. He wasn't going to just savage her, no he would break her with pleasure as well. <br><br>And that truly made her shudder and glow. <br><br>The mention of her guards brought a rush of crimson to her cheeks, stinging almost with its intensity. Connal would be repulsed, Roarke shocked, the others...she wasn't sure but good was not about to come from it she was sure. She would shock them, wanting this, aching for it, seeking it out. She would offer him everything; for he seemed to know just how to work her, to arouse her. She wanted to weep almost, shame and need equal in that moment. He was darkness. <br><br>Pliant her ankles spread, wider and wider, as did her arms, he made her helpless and she yelped, jerking in his hold, clenching around his shaft inside her when his teeth sank into her skin almost hard enough to break the pale flesh. That was going to bruise. It made her moan, her glow flaring around them breath racing in her throat, breasts heaving into the crushed grass beneath her. Yes, they would and she would feel guilty but revel in them all the same. When he mentioned her returning to him she knew she would, for this sense of helplessness, this perfection of being beneath his darkness and only able to surrender, to give. It was addictive, maddening, arousing. <br><br>He thrust into her, hard, so hard and she cried out beneath him, pain and pleasure mingling, her sex grinding into the ground in a way that maddened her even more, she ached to have his fingers there, or Goddess help her, his tongue. To feel tenderness and then the harshness. Wildly she convulsed, given over to his pleasure, to hers and she whimpered, agreeing. She would crave him, over and over and she lost herself in the fantasies of what he could do to her, what he was doing to her. Harder, rougher, ramming into her and she screamed, shrill, sweet, sharp, like a good girl, her voice breaking on her third scream as he fucked her virgin ass and she writhed beneath him. Her body took the pain and pleasure, it crested, breaking and her climax soaked the grass beneath her, drenched her inner thighs and scented the air with feminine arousal as he took her without ceasing and she could only tremble and cry and beg for more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 20:00:18</strong>
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				<em>Mine</em><br><br>His grip on her wrists, the weight of his body that held her immobile beneath him.<br><br>Mine.<br><br>The feel of his teeth sinking into her flesh, the cries he drew from her throat.<br><br><strong>Mine.</strong><br><br>His body thrusting deep, so deep, into her, driving her to heights she had never known before.<br><br><strong>MINE.</strong><br><br>The long, shuddering exhalation of breath as her own peak drew his, one final thrust, as hard and deep as he could, and he spent himself inside of her ass.<br><br><strong>"Mine."</strong><br><br>The word murmured into her ear, followed by an entirely male expression of satisfaction, the sound of one who knows well what they can do, and have done. <br><br>Their bodies blazed upon the grass, and he seemed in no hurry to release her, the rise and fall of his chest causing the hairs there to tickle her back. After a few moments he slowly withdrew from her, releasing his grip upon her wrists, and straightening up til he knealt behind her, his knees brushing her thighs. One fingernail trailed down her spine again, coming to rest in the hollow between her cheeks. <br><br><strong>"So, pretty little princess."</strong> his voice rumbled from behind her. <strong>"Do you need a moment to catch your breath before I continue?"</strong> One finger slid between the slick folds of her sex. <strong>"Because I am by no means done with you yet."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 22:48:20</strong>
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				Possession. <br><br>Obsession. <br><br>This was a little of both. This was darkness, was desire and pain, melded together so perfectly. She wondered how else he would torment her, knowing this just for the first course of their banquet of sinful delights. She writhed for him, squirming, trying to get her hands free, trying to move beneath the press of his powerful body. The simple fact was that she wasn't getting freed. <br><br>She didn't want to. <br><br>Desire, ah yes, she drowned in it, screamed through it when his teeth sank into her flesh and marked her just as she craved for. He was inside her head, taking all those dirty dark desires and making them reality. She had given up on ever feeling like this. <br><br>Goddess.<br><br>Yes.<br><br>Her body arched, spine bowed, taking him deep, offering up herself even as his thrusts plundered, rammed and she sobbed for it, cast out into pleasure so thick she reeled as if drunk mentally. There were no thoughts here. Just him. <br><br>Him.<br><br>His voice growled into her ear, satisfaction, possession, darkness. She shivered, whimpering, trying to collect herself, to fit into her skin again. Her cheeks burned with a blush as she realized she had climaxed violently from him taking her ass; she would have never thought that possible but the wetness beneath the apex of her legs on the grass was proof. The pleasure shuddering through her in delicious aftershocks as more. <br><br>His.<br><br>Her body gave completely to that knowledge, for now, for as long as this night lasted, as his darkness held them, she was. Her glow softened, shimmering still and she whimpered, gasping when he pulled out of her, as his hands let her wrists go and her body throbbed with aches and pains she had never experienced before. It was more then she had thought it would be, for some things simply yearning couldn't give knowledge. And she liked this knowledge. <br><br>Dawn shivered, panting as his nail traced down her spine, feeling a bolt of pleasure pulse through her so easily at such a simple touch. He was going to drive her mad. She had hated being called princess since the first week of her introduction to the Courts, but when he called her 'pretty little princess' it somehow only made her needier, more aroused. It was dirty, it was incredible. She was a princess, they both knew that and still he did this. Perhaps she hadn't wanted a man who ignored that part of her after all, but a man to whom it didn't matter. <br><br>The finger sliding into the swollen folds of her sex earned a ragged moan, breath thready and still not her own as she quaked with pleasure and her body found a new rush of wetness to prove her desire to him. "I...don't know if I'll ever breathe the same way..." she confessed, laughing breathlessly and the blond made no effort to move from where she lay on the ground, her heart still pounding. She bit her lower lip, turning her head, cheek resting against grass, having the primal manner of this wash over her again. She had never been fucked into the ground before, never been taken like this, or bruised. "I want more..I need it."<br><br>The words were so soft, a admission, confession, a plea. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 23:44:51</strong>
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				<strong>"I already told you, I'm not done with you yet."</strong> his tone was amused, with an underlying hint of the darkness that he embodied. The promise that this night would end only when he decided it would, and until that point he was entirely within his thrall.<br><br>His hands grasped her ankles and lifted her, flipping her over onto her back before letting her down to lie flat, with him still kneeling between her thighs. <strong>"I promised you the darkness, my pretty little princess."</strong> His eyes seemed to drink the light from their glowing forms, and he extended his hands out to either side. She could feel his power ripple out into the night, and the world seemed to still around them.<br><br>From each side came a noise. Almost a slithering sound. If she raised her self up, turned her head, she would see the shadows flowing from the edges of the clearing like dark water, coming to their Masters call. The darkness flowed to him, and around him, and in his hands it seemed to become more solid. He looked down on her, and smiled.<br><br>He leaned forwards, taking her wrist and pulling her up into a sitting position. Her wrist her placed by her ankle, and wrapped the darkness around them both, binding one to the other. She could feel the tingle of his power emanate from it, and just at the very edges of her hearing, the sibilant susurrations she had heard echo from his suite.<br><br>Her other wrist was likewise bound to that ankle, and he lay her back on the grass. The bonds had enough stretch in them that she could move, a little, for comfort, but they would allow her to move only as far as he permitted.<br><br>His hands took her knees and slowly spread them apart, and he gazed down at the apex of her thighs, coated, soaked in her own juices, like a man preparing for a feast. Without another word he settled himself between them, his tongue starting to trace the contours of her body, from one thigh all the way to the other. It seemed he was determined to claim every last drop before he ventured further.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 02:41:50</strong>
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				Dawn blushed at the reminder that he was not done, she had heard him, but that didn't mean her thoughts were exactly in order for eloquence here. He reduced her to something more primal, to instant responses that forgot to weigh things in the manner of the courts. Still, she shifted nervously on the bed of grass and spared a moment to wonder if he realized that she was asking for more, for him not to wait. She didn't want to catch her breath.<br><br>She wanted to be breathless, reeling, lost. <br><br>His powerful hands lifted her up and flipped her over, her eyes widening and flickering with their shine for him as his restated promise drew a shudder through her body nearly as much as his touch would. <br><br>Her expression became more focused though at that ripple of his powers, wondering what it was exactly that he was calling. Should she fear? No, she was safe here, he would not harm her. At least no more then was enjoyable. And that was very very enjoyable indeed. Still even with that her breath caught and she gave a slight sound of panic when the darkness wrapped around her skin, trembling visibly at the caress of it against her flesh. It had a sensation all its own, a tingle, a purr. Once the initial shock passed, mere moments truly, she found she liked it. At least for now. <br><br>No word of protest came form her lips about the position he was putting her in, though she found it curious to be bent over so, wondering what he had in mind exactly. Silent the blond gazed at his wild handsome features as he laid her back on the grass that had been crushed by their first bout of coupling. When her legs were parted she realized just how revealing the position would be and a blush flamed into her cheeks though her glow surged back into her skin as she drank in the look of his eyes as they moved over her pale flesh with its flickering light of want. <br><br>There were no words for the warmth of his mouth against her skin, for the sinful caress of his tongue as it tasted her, for the desire that sung through her blood as she shuddered and moaned, tried to buck her hips up into his mouth. She had no thoughts of shame then, just wanton abandon, just want. Her hands fisted in their bonds and she whimpered for them, for him, wanting to touch him, wanting to claw at his back and sink her fingers in his hair to hold him to the place that ached for his kiss the most. "Oh...yes...please oh please..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 15:37:04</strong>
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				His horns twisted and turned above her stomach and chest as he shifted the position of his head, an occasional glance upwards at her revealing the gleaming darkness of his eyes, shadowy pits in the glow that came from his body.<br><br>His tongue traced over and around her slit as he took every last drop of her wetness. Perhaps not so surprising, given his culture. Only when he had finished that did he start to explore her body properly, and still he took his time. His teeth grazed her thighs, lips and tongue slowly moving across her body. It seemed almost a repetition of earlier, his spiraling pursuit, only this time it was her sex that was prey, and she knew he would claim it only when he chose to.<br><br>His dark eyes flashed upwards once more, and two fingers pressed against her. He watched as he slid them home in her body, slowly moving them in and out of both pussy and ass. His head finally lowered again, this time his tongue sliding along the lips of her sex, before pressing deeper, the first flick across her clit corresponding with both fingers slamming in, hard and deep.<br><br><em>Mine</em><br><br>The word hung in the air, unspoken, but no less real for all of that. For as long as the night lasted, as long as she lay within the darkness, she belonged to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 18:31:12</strong>
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				Her eyes clung to the sight of him and she shivered, seeing the darkness in his gaze, so stark against the glow of his skin and her own. His horns teased so close to her skin, another new sensation, another slight danger. His tongue was drawing closer to the apex of her legs and she forgot how to breathe as she waited in trembling anticipation for that first touch of his tongue. Dawn whimpered at the grace of his teeth against her thighs her legs shifting in their bondings, tensing and flexing, toes curling as he teased her. Her breath came in pants and she almost wanted to squirm but the focus, the intensity she sensed in him told her better to stay still, to just remember how to breathe and wait. He was going to devour her, claim her, just like he had hunted her earlier, there would be a end to the dance across her skin.<br><br>And then there was, two fingers of his sliding deep into her and she cried out, jerking in the shadow bonds and moaning as her body worked to accept the touches, to cling to them even as they pulled away and moved in and out steadily. How he had such control was beyond her, she writhed and ached and wanted, pleading with wordless sounds for faster, harder, more. She drowned in the lust he inspired. <br><br>His tongue, oh sweet Goddess his tongue lapped at her, pressing in, finding her clit and she shuddered in rapture only to scream as his fingers in concert with each other rammed deep into her. <br><br>He stole her breath, her reason, the world slipping, falling away all except for him and the overwhelming pleasure and control he showed her. Possession seemed to echo through every touch, every lap of his tongue, every thrust of his fingers and she surrendered to it without hesitation in that moment. She welcomed his darkness and shone beneath his skill like a star fallen into his grasp. <br><br>"Oh....Goddess....yes...oh yes....." She blazed then, screaming once more as her climax crashed through her with all the force of a tidal wave. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 21:31:20</strong>
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				His free arm tightened across her stomach, holding her in place as his tongue claimed her one again, flickering harder and faster as she came, driving her on as she screamed, pleasure becoming painful in its intensity. Somewhere in her haze of sensation he stopped, though she'd be hard pressed to say just when that had happened.<br><br>He gave her no time to draw breath, to recover from that bliss with talk or teasing. His hands gripped her, and rolled her over. With her wrists still bound to her ankles her face was pressed against the dew soaked grass, her ass raised into the air, one more offering for him to claim. He pressed her thighs apart with his hands, his fingers momentarily at her lips as he pressed the head of his cock against them, and in a single push sheathed himself full length within her.<br><br>His hands grasped her waist and he began to thrust hard. No foreplay, no teasing, no effort to let her accommodate herself to him. She was as ready as he allowed her to be, and he drove into her with the same intensity she had seen him display before. She was his prize, to be claimed, one more time.<br><br><strong>"You will cum for me again, pretty little princess."</strong> His words seemed to float down from somewhere high above her, punctuated by the wet slap of his body against hers. <strong>"You will cum again and again, as many times as you wish to. And each time, you will beg me before you do, my pretty little princess, beg for the pleasures the darkness gives you."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 00:36:22</strong>
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				Her head was spinning, the earth beneath her not even seeming solid as she tried to come back to herself laying beneath his skilled tongue; but she was turned over, face pressed into the grass crushed from her body. The cool dew made her shiver and she whimpered when he parted her legs and had only a moment to take in breath before he had rammed fully into her in one powerful surging thrust. <br><br>She screamed, spine arching, bowing in her bonds as she writhed beneath him and he grasped her hips to pull her into him. <br><br>This was brutal, primal, so perfect, so possessive. She panted for air between her sweet high cries, her body aching and yet clenching around him, clinging to his hardness as it entered her. His dark words sounded against her skin and she whimpered assent, lacking the words to say that she would obey when doing anything but was gone from her mind. He had control, he was the darkness and in this moment she was his prey, his woman, his. His. <br><br>Goddess save her. <br><br>"Y...yes...yes Sir....oh fuck....." Dawn moaned out the words, her shine blazing still for him, her body dripping with the amount of desire he summoned from her. It didn't take long for her to break into the begging he had command, each powerful thrust coaxing her tender body into powerful responses. "Oh please...please oh please..please Sir I....." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 19:38:36</strong>
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				<strong>"Cum for me. Cum now, pretty little princess."</strong><br><br>It was not teasing, not encouragement. It was an instruction, an order, plain and simple. His power roiled off him in waves that caressed her skin like velvet, drifting shadows of darkness that stroke every inch of her body, that teased her thighs, her clit, her nipples, her ass, every last spot where his touch had lingered. The power heeded its Masters call, and flared into life again, ghostly echoes, fresh memories of his touch, his teeth, his body pressed hard against hers.<br><br>He did not stop, did not slow, his grip iron on her waist, driving her through her pleasure and beyond. <br><br><strong>"Again."</strong><br><br>His word was iron. She could feel the weight of it press against her, dive into that molten core of pleasure, of who and what she was.<br><br>His.<br><br>His to do with what he would.<br><br>When he wanted. Where he wanted. How he wanted. As long as the darkness filled the sky above them, she belonged to him.<br><br>Around her throat the darkness pooled, and she could feel it circling her neck, their desire manifesting through the power that flowed from them, shaped by their two wills as his body drove into her, hard, fast, relentless, over and over again.<br><br><strong>"Again."</strong><br><br>Time seemed to lose its meaning. All that existed was an everpresent now, a haze of heat, of flesh, of pleasure, and his voice.<br><br><strong>"Again."</strong><br><br><strong>"Again."</strong><br><br><strong>"Again."</strong><br><br>The grip on her ankles vanished, and she was falling, spinning, tumbling, the world turning around her. Above her, the stars wheeled, and his face appeared. The grass, soaked with her juices, matted her back as he raised her legs and pressed himself straight into her again. His hands sought hers, his fingers entwining. Her hands were pressed to the ground above her head, his face inches from hers. Her body continued to thrust into her, hard, so hard it felt like he was trying to push through her. <br><br>Now his voice did not come. He drove her onwards, higher, further, seeming to ignore her begging for release, til finally he drew one long aching breath of his own and pushed himself full length into her, his body shuddering as he filled her.<br><br><strong>"Now."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 18:47:12</strong>
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				His words washed against her skin, dark, seeking, possessive and commanding. She obeyed the command, in that moment she wasn't sure how she could not. She screamed each time she crested, writhing under his control, against the earth beneath her and the air around her flesh. Over and over his body filled hers, thrusting, claiming and she felt his shadows caress, tease every inch of her bare skin recalling each of his previous touches. It was like drowning, drowning in his power. It was addictive. <br><br><em>Again....Again....Again...</em><br><br>It became her whole world, his voice, that word commanding her, the pleasure that was nearing onto the side of pain it was so intense as it crashed through her body over and over like a tidal wave. She was helpless beneath it, her voice going hoarse from her cries, her body slicked with perspiration. <br><br>Dawn gasped though when she felt shadow's form around her neck, circle it, claim it. It made her glow seem all the brighter for the shadow that tried to drink in the fallen stars that seemed to be housed within her flesh. Silver gold light flared up with each climax, each throaty scream of his name, each pleading wordless sound. She wasn't sure if she was begging for him to keep going or to stop now. <br><br>The world shifted suddenly and she saw the stars and then his dark, handsome face, those horns above his thick hair and shuddered, knowing him for the one who controlled her utterly in this moment. Her body clenched around him as he pressed into her tight silken depths, so drenched with the juices that had proven her desire, fountaining at his command. Something softer passed between them almost it felt, to have his hands interlock with her own, fingers alongside each other and to see him, to feel him so deep inside her at the same time. This was something other then the wild, wicked claiming of her against the earth. <br><br>Still he was what he was and she wished she had words to express how his choice to press her hands down into the earth above her head aroused her, though she thought perhaps her flickering skin betrayed that all too well. Even here, in a softer moment she was his. His to claim, His to play with as he willed. <br><br>So hard he came into her, till she thought he meant to spit her in two or thrust up through her body completely, she moaned for it, her throat holding no more screams as she convulsed, and panted and whimpered for his touches, for his claiming of her. Still the pleasure was there, the peak of it was a bliss she could taste on her lips and in her broken husky voice she begged him to let her have it, have what he had given her so many times just a short while ago. And he ignored her, left her in silence outside of her own breathless sounds that came from her kiss swollen lips. <br><br>When Cernunnos sheathed himself completely in her, so deep the pain mingled with pleasure and gave the approval she had begged for so earnestly Dawn found again that she could scream and she did, arching under him, her fingers tightening around his own as her body clung to him like a silken vise and pulsed with the convulsions of her climax. No thought lay there, just the unending night, just his shadows and her star's glow and she screamed and screamed, the climax ripping through her but seeming to not end. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 16:39:30</strong>
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				Silence descended, only two sets of laboured breathing that in time began to slow. Around them, the glade pulsed with dancing shadows, cast by the glows that lit their bodies, and slowly dimmed. <br><br>Cernunnos remained where he was, still above Dawn, sheathed inside of her, her hands pinned in his, gazing down at her in silence. His hair hung around his face, their dimming glows starting to hide it in shadow once more. She could still see his eyes though, and that particularly male look that they held. He was all too aware of the responses that he drew from her, and had no problem in letting her see that.<br><br><strong>"So ..."</strong> his rumbling voice broke the silence. <strong>"Was that all that you desired, my pretty little princess?"</strong> His groin pressed against hers as he smiled at her before starting to slowly withdraw, his fingers loosening their grip on her. Taking his weight on his elbows he slid out of her, shifting to lie beside her, head propped up on his arm as he looked at her. <strong>"Too long have your deepest desires remained hidden amongst the golden throng. They cannot see what you require, could not bring themselves to treat you as you needed."</strong><br><br>His free hand reached out, tweaking one nipple almost playfully, and a soft chuckle rumbled deep in his chest. <strong>"Luckily for you I see so much clearer in the dark, hmm?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>17-07-2011, 02:09:26</strong>
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				Somehow she came back to herself, her panting edging off into more regulated breathing, her glow almost faded from her skin. He was still inside her though, still above her and eyes that showed just how far he had pushed her fixed on his when her lashed parted to gaze up at him. The silence seemed to hold them in its gentle embrace and she gave him a slight smile, one that spoke of her utter satisfaction and the spent state of her body. The way he looked at her would have made her shiver, had she energy or freedom to do so. Instead she just wet her lips and sighed. <br><br>His voice was the first sound to fill the silence, that dark, rich, powerful voice. She loved his voice she found. When he pressed himself into her again she whimpered, nodding at his question in vigorous assent. "Y..yes...." she whispered out, her voice hoarse from the screaming. He moved away then and she whimpered for a whole different reason, finding that she wanted to cling to him; her body shifting closer to his as he laid beside her, hands shaking a touch but they caressed his torso softly, needing that touch. <br><br>To his night keen eyes she was sure her blush was visible, covering her cheeks as he spoke of her dark desires and she could only nod, it was true, all true. <br><br>The hand on her nipple, the flesh still tender, still aching made her gasp and then moan, collapsing onto the ground with no motion in her body; though both nipples became fully aroused and hardened once more. "I...it was everything I needed and more. I...I do believe I'll need it again, should it have been as enjoyable for you of course." She felt so nervous, so unsure. The other men who had been with her treated her as their ruler, as their princess, their queen to be; he was a King though, he had more power then she did in truth and while that helped her relax, aroused her in fact, it made her uncertain of what he might in truth desire from her. Had she been good enough for him?
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 01:58:09</strong>
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				His saturnine brows rose and a deep chuckle rumbled from his chest. <strong>"Oh, I enjoyed myself greatly, my pretty little princess."</strong> he said, his hand sliding between her slick wet folds and a large finger slipping straight inside of her. He began to slowly stroke it, in and out, as he continued. <strong>"And I think I will enjoy myself again. Enjoy your mouth. Your pussy. Your ass. Enjoy your lips, your tongue, your breasts. Enjoy seeing you on your knees at my feet, enjoy hearing the sounds I will wring from your throat. Oh yes, my pretty little princess, I will be enjoying you for a long, long time to come."</strong> His eyes gleamed as he looked at her, watching to see if she enjoyed his words as much as his touch, the knowledge of the things he unspokenly offered to her.<br><br><strong>"But I think our time here is at an end."</strong> His finger slid out of her, as he nodded over her shoulder. Faint in the distance, the horizon was beginning to lighten. <strong>"I do believe dawn is coming once more."</strong> His chest rumbled as he gave another, particularly dirty sounding, chuckle. <strong>"The darkness fades, and you must become Princess again. But the darkness will always be there, always waiting, and when its time comes, then you will be my pretty little princess once more, won't you?"</strong><br><br>He scooped her up as he rose to his feet, her weight seemingly nothing to him, and began to walk back the way they had come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 23:45:41</strong>
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				So simple a thing as his chuckle could send a shudder through her, yet that was nothing to how it felt when his finger slipped deep into her and she cried out weakly, eyes fluttering shut as her spent body trembled with the desire that so simple a touch caused. She ached, in her sex, her breasts, everything, and she didn't think she had it in her to climax again but oh that touch, his finger though stroked up those fires and made her writhe on the ground with sweat slicking every limb, trailing down her shimmering flesh. His words stroked her desire as well, made her breathless as the images of what he would do to her flashed through her mind. <br><br>Dawn did not doubt that for a long time she would ache for the darkness, crave it. <br><br>When he withdrew her finger there was a soft whimper of pleading want fleeing from them though she knew her body could hardly stand to take anymore. In his arms the blond lifted her own to cling to his strong shoulders, glad to relax into him and try to regain her breathing as she thought over all that had passed. He had offered so much more then just dark sex though, she sensed that in how he had lain with her at the end, in the gleam of his dark eyes, the way he carried her now. Had this night been the one to quicken her womb? She would not mind, she thought, having him as her Consort, though what her other men would make of it was enough to make her head hurt. "Part of me....will always be your pretty little princess my Lord; and I will welcome the darkness and you as often as I am blessed to have it." <br><br>Softly spoken her words came, honest, shy and hopeful. It was more then just politics on the line, more then just her body, she knew that and wondered if he did as well. They passed the tree where her robe fluttered in the slight breeze and the princess laughed, a bright, unrestrained sound. "Do you think I could have that back? Bloodstained or no it still might shield me from unwelcome eyes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 00:11:46</strong>
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				<strong>"I would leave it."</strong> he replied. <strong>"You must learn to adjust your thinking. Enter a room as a Queen, and in robes or naught but your skin, as long as those there see you as a Queen, naught else will matter. Feel you must hide yourself, and it will be sensed. Your body is nothing to be ashamed off, and your skin bears the marks that honour the Goddess and God."</strong><br><br><strong>"If it worries you so much, then we may be able to step from my suite to yours. Can any of your retinue speak through mirrors, or through a blade? I am Lord of That Which Passes Between. Make a between place within your suite, and I will take you there."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 06:38:06</strong>
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				Her cheeks flushed at his words, taking a scolding and yet a freely offered lesson in them. He wasn't trying to shame her with how little she knew, rather point out how better to become the Queen they all thought she would be one day. The blond's eyes turned thoughtful though, idly biting her lower lip and worrying it with her teeth as she considered how to phase what lay in her thoughts. "It is not myself I seek to hide, nor my pleasures or what passed between us, but rather to avoid the anger of my guards, if that makes sense to you. Still I see the value of your counsel and will agree with it, though I do admit to wondering if you just want the blood stained silk for yourself." <br><br>Dawn's smile flashed on her lips, teasing, impish and intimate, a moment of being purely a young woman in the afterglow of a incredible night with a lover. He had shown her so much, taken her so far and embraced her depths in ways other's had refused to do. She wanted to share with him all of herself, as reckless as that might be. This was political too though she knew, he had his own Court to tend and she, well she had the whole world possibly to deal with. <br><br>At his question she shook her head slowly, blond curls catching in the dawning light and gleaming. "As far as I know none of them can, Gwydion might be able but I doubt I'll ever get all the Harper's secrets from him." She shifted in his arms, nuzzling his strong shoulder almost shyly. "And I don't mind them seeing, you are right, hiding isn't what a Queen does. They want a Queen, perhaps its time they realize that their idolized dream has her own desires and thoughts."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 17:50:58</strong>
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				<strong>"I have something much finer than silk."</strong> he replied, his fingers stroking her skin even as he held her. <strong>"And perhaps it time your guards felt the iron hand that the silk glove conceals. They are yours, oathsworn to you. Whatever their feelings about the choices you make, whether they approve of them or not, they must learn to respect them, and to acknowledge that the authority is yours."</strong><br><br><strong>"You command, not they."</strong> His voice was implacable, his tone held the weight of centuries of authority, the absolute certainty that his will would be obeyed.<br><br>When he spoke again, it had softened. <strong>"You may have to do things they will not want you to. You may be called to do things that are distasteful to you, but necessary for the good of your people. Your guards must learn that your will is theirs. Yes, let them council you, and take heed of it, but when you make a decision, the time for talk is past, and all that is then required is their obedience."</strong><br><br><strong>"Better this lesson be learned now, when time and circumstances grant you leisure."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>21-08-2011, 21:15:33</strong>
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				His compliment made her heart flutter in her chest and her eyes sparkled with her emotions at the words even as the blond nodded solemnly. Iron hand within a silken glove, that did make a fair amount of sense and she wondered idly why the Goddess could not have marked this King with her favor as one of the three who might ascend to High Ruler, he would be far better at it then she. But the Great Mother had a purpose for everything so there must have been a reason she was chosen. <br><br>Dawn just wished she knew it.<br><br>"You speak with wisdom and truth, my thanks. After this may..I see your counsel as well? I know all counsel will come with bias toward the giver's own interests, and with you it will be your own Court that matters most." She gave him a slight smile even as she nuzzled his shoulder, inhaling the dark masculine scent of him. "I know I must trust myself above all others, and pray for leisure to be able to."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-09-2011, 01:54:50</strong>
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				<strong>"Of course."</strong> he replied. <strong>"I cannot promise I will be always available when you need me ... I have my court and my responsibilities, just as you have yours. But if I am free, then I will enjoy speaking with you."</strong> His gaze met hers. <strong>"You have much potential in you. I hope you have leisure enough to learn as well, but as a wise man once told me, prepare for the worst, and all your surprises will be pleasent."</strong><br><br>His eyes flicked to hers again. <strong>"How often do you believe you might wish to enjoy my .. council?"</strong> There was a gleam in his eyes as he spoke, a faint curl to the corner of his mouth. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 03:07:12</strong>
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				The blond's lips curved into a deeper smile at his words, taking the friendship that she had not looked for and the candid words he gave her happily even as their gazes met. Potential, perhaps she did in truth though she still felt more of the mortal world then of the Pure. But perhaps that was part of why she had been chosen, because raised as a mortal, a human, she had a better grasp on the physical world then others. <br><br>"I will keep that in mind, wise indeed. I think we two have much to look forward to enjoying together." Her comment took a playful tone toward the end, eyes flickering with a shine as the gleam in his eyes, that hint of a smile on his lips. <br><br>"Oh....often, I assure you. And how often would you wish to give...it...." Dawn showed no hesitation in her response, rather eagerness as he carried her through the woods she had fled through. It seemed so different with dawn breaking through the trees. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 06:33:19</strong>
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				A soft chuckle rumbled from his throat again as he considered the question. <strong>"The issue is, unfortunately, more complicated than what we want. You, far more than I, must consider the appearance of things. If you are known to be frequently meeting with me, what will others say? Friends and enemies alike will mark it if you do it obviously. If you choose to do it in secret, how many will you trust with that knowledge, and what lies will you tell the rest?"</strong> He paused to let her consider his words, walking in silence.<br><br><strong>"If you choose to make some formal alliance between our Courts, it will not be remarked upon as much if you seek to speak with me in private. But making such an alliance will carry more risk, I think. You must decide what you think is best for you and your people."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Queen to Rule Them All - The Sluagh Suite</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wistful Dream</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 17:50:40</strong>
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				He spoke sadly too much truth and there was much to consider. Any choice she made had serious implications to the world around her, to those who would choose to either ally with her or try to kill her. Dawn had never asked for any of this, never wanted it. Part of her wanted to be petulant and stress the point that she had never asked for this, any of it. It made her think of a 80's movie she had loved to watch, <em>Labyrinth</em> and how Sarah had said so often "Its not fair". The Goblin King had once commented back "You say that so often I wonder what your basis of comparison is." or something along similar lines. <br><br>Part of her wished she just had to worry about getting through something physical to get back a baby rather then possibly having the future of the world, the Pure, on her shoulders. But wishing it wouldn't make it so, this was her reality and she had never been one to shrink from the details of things. Buckle down and get it done, that was what her Dad had always told her when things got rough. <br><br>What she wouldn't give for him and her Mom though, rather then the King of the Shinning that she in no way trusted. <br><br>"It is something to consider certainly." The blond said softly. "Though I can't make a alliance on behalf of the Shinning Court, only my most honored Father can do that. I would only have to offer a alliance with myself and my people, so I'm not sure what you would stand to gain outside of a chance at the consorts throne. And that is your choice to make, I'm sure you have your own concerns and people to deal with. After all I am relatively an outside and new to this all and certainly not the strongest choice for the High Ruler according to some." <br><br>"I would offer it though, alliance; perhaps it will cause me issues but I can not see the cons outweighing the pros in this situation and I like your company."
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