Charity Has Its Price [Retribution & MissRoziel]
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				Title: <strong>Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 21:09:23</strong>
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				Perceval sat before the great fireplace in the main room of his stone estate. Winter had come to the mountains and the wind had a chill that cut like a knife though it had been many centuries since he had felt chill. The vampire lord had been brought across ages before when mankind was nothing more than a loose configuration of warring tribes and over time he had watched Europe develop and grow around him. He had been a smart man and with ages of experience and wisdom he was a virtual genius now.<br><br>But immortality is indeed a curse. Over time he had lost all he might have called friend or lover. And though his wealth and power were nearly incalculable it had grown into a horribly lonely and hollow existence as all he had ever known had turned to dust. That was in spite of the fact that he still possessed the long blonde hair of youth and his thin and wiry frame was still possessing of the musculature of a man in his late teens or early twenties. His striking glacier blue eyes stood out on his pale face and displayed the intelligence of an ageless being. Of course truth be known his intellectual pursuits were all that kept him sane most nights.<br><br>That was why he felt the loss of William the Magistrate so deeply. William knew his nature and had not judged him because of it. William also had an incredibly keen mind and a knowledge of ancient secrets that rivaled his own. Perceval was so impressed with the mortal that he had even considered bringing him across. Something he had never done in all of his years especially in light of the fact he thought most of his kind embraced on mere whims rather than true consideration. But ultimately he decided that would be doing his friend a disservice. That was part of why it hit him so hard when the Magistrate's daughter had contacted him and told of his passing. I mean he was a mortal, but it was still sudden. And the man had even cared enough to leave a dark lord books in his will.<br><br>Of course the lass was also left in a pickle. She was short of money, unwed, and without any real prospects. So it was that Perceval agreed to buy the books that were his by inheritance at an extraordinary price. And thus settle his old friend's estate and look after his spinster daughter. But the lass insisted on delivering them in person. He did not know if she knew his nature or not nor did he really care. But at the end of the night he was a predator who preferred females and would rather not be tempted by his late friend's child. But she insisted, so he crossed and uncrossed his tight breeches clad legs as he was mildly agitated and felt his inner urges stirring. In another unusual gesture he straightened the ruffles on his white silken shirt as he waited for his servants to tell him of the young woman's arrival. He only hoped the old maid was nothing special so as to make it easier to control his nature. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 22:38:09</strong>
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				Sitting calmly in the carriage Noelle turned her head to look up at the view of the approaching building.&nbsp; it was so large.&nbsp; She had known the man her father called friend was a wealthy lord but she had never seen such opulence even as a magistrate daughter.&nbsp; She felt a pang of intimidation.&nbsp; She only came because, well she wanted to thank the man who had helped her.&nbsp; This Lord Perceval had n obligations to her, but he had offered to buy his inheritance from her at almost double the price!&nbsp; the funds had easily allowed her to settle her fathers estate leaving his good name clear and keeping her free of any less then savory obligations.&nbsp; Ones she had refused to mention in the letter.&nbsp; She simply could not abide by telling a strange that the key holder of her fathers debt had 'kindly' offered to write it all off.&nbsp; If she'd be his mistress...&nbsp; What a vile suggestion.&nbsp; Yes she may have been a spinster, but for godsakes she had standards.&nbsp; She wasn't alone of her choice.&nbsp; Being well read and not one for foolishness she'd simply found the entailment of her peers frustrating.&nbsp; They had done nothing to earn their wealth!&nbsp; Her father had worked hard to build his reputation and earn his position.&nbsp; That had instilled in her the ethical meaning of earning ones place.<br><br>Her best bet was to become a governess once she had properly thanked this Lord.&nbsp; <br><br>Ethical earning was one thing but being some mans mistress was obsured.<br><br>The carriage drew to a stop and she collected the lightest of the boxes holding the rarest most delicate books as well as a final letter from her father. She climbed out thanking the driver for his help and looking up at the grand doors hesitating a moment, s big.. "Oh my..." she mumbled she was not a woman accustomed to vapors but this was far beyond anything structure she had ever seen, so grand, well befitting of a lord.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 23:12:55</strong>
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				Noelle had no sooner reached the door than it swung open on well oiled and silent hinges. She was greeted by a male butler and a female maid. Both were dressed as the picture of modesty and they had bland expressions pasted to their faces. Indeed they could be twins as they ushered her into the marble and tile estate. The man spoke first "the master will be along shortly." The woman ushered her to ab over stuffed leather chair and wine and cheese waited for her on a side table in case she wished to break her fast from her trip.<br><br>Of course the master had no need of notification of her arrival. He had known the moment her carriage turned onto his lane. So Noelle was left wondering as the butler and the maid vanished into the massive estate. In his sitting room Perceval could hear the hammering of a mortal heart and all but the unsullied innocence that Noelle brought to his home. But he really did not wish to prey on his deceased friend's daughter no matter how great a temptation she was. So he took a moment to control his more base urges before slipping out on silent feet.<br><br>He made absolutely no sound as he approached the young lady from behind. In fact she did not know he was there until she felt him. But his presence was powerful and unmistakable. There was a sense of raw power and his impressive masculinity called to her feminine side in the most carnal of ways just by his proximity. But before she could startle he spoke in a soft and whispering voice "good evening, you must be Noelle. Welcome to my humble home and please accept my hospitality." Of course the woman did not know he had just placed her under his protection with those words. No being that was very wise would dare cross Lord Perceval. He could be exceedingly unpleasant when crossed and especially if the sanctity of his home was violated.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 23:28:48</strong>
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				Noelle nodded following with a brisk stedy pace gesturing back to the driver "The rest of the books are carefully packed in crate but this box It full of exceedingly delicate tomes I thought important I ensure their safety myself." she explained as she was led inside "Hmm Oh yes of course, we are quiet late I appologize for that." her tone was formale and polite shehad been raised well a proper woman of breeding and taste. <br><br>She turned at the voice pausing a moment, he was qiet a handsom man, that she hadn't excpected,&nbsp; simply because of how long him and her father had been friends she'd expected some on older. this man barely looked into his thirties Not nearly old enough for a twenty yea friendship with her father. 'I'm sorry?" she said realizing he'd spoken.&nbsp; it was strange she felt... so hyper aware that she was a woman, she shifted suddenly bth glad and strangly annoyed, that she'd worn such a modest gown for traveling in.&nbsp; what a thought!<br><br>"Yes I am, You must be Lod Perceval, My father spoke quiet Highly of you He was very fond of you correspondence." she said offering a weak smile.&nbsp; there was a redness to her eyes, Likely she had wept quietly during the trip, to lose her father her last living relitive had been a heavy blow but now before him she presented only the grace of a well raised lady. "I do accept, thank you kindly for allowing me to bring the books out myself. Not nly did I wish to thank you again, and directly for your generosity, but I wished to ensure you ecieved this box in particular.&nbsp; the tomes inside are quiet rare and where prizes of my fathers collection,&nbsp; He said they may help you, thugh I must admit, I do not know how as They seem to be only full of myths and stories of night creatures..." she admitted her hand lingered n the top of the box "I.. I also included his last letter.&nbsp; It's not finished, He passed before he could, but I'm sure he would want you to read what he did write." she said holding the box out to him.. how strange but this mans sheer presense was so.. so overwhelming in a way.&nbsp; what a powerful man...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 23:44:56</strong>
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				He had to grind his fangs because she was so innocent it pressed all of his buttons. There was also the distinct scent of virgin that wafted around her and he could tell she had a nice figure under her modest garments. His attraction only served to increase the appeal he had to the woman in her. It was after all part and parcel of being an accomplished predator. She was also stammering and nervous. It was like leaking blood in a shark tank.<br><br>He accepted the old books slightly brushing her hand with his own in the process and increasing both of their arousal. "Your father was a wonderful and intelligent man. I greatly admire intelligence and the books with your driver as well as the driver shall be looked after. And you simply must be my guest a while I would not dream of turning a fair woman back to the road so soon on such a fierce winter night." He pulled the package into his easy grasp and offered her his arm in a most courtly and gentleman like manner.<br><br>"And myths all came from one place or another and in many there are kernels of truth" he added with a tight lipped smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 00:02:22</strong>
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				Noelle took a deep breath calming her system, Collection calm, focus, She was aguest in this man home, Having.. having... Female thoughts, where highly innapprpriate she was sure.&nbsp; cooling she smiled gently&nbsp; but all that work crumbled when he reached to grab the box brshing her fingers with his sending fresh shivers through her she pulled back quickly clasping her hands bahnd her back.&nbsp; Goodness what was wrong with her?!<br><br>"Y-yes he was.&nbsp; I appriciate your hospitality sir And I am sue my driver does as well he insists he would be ok to continue but he is not young, and if I stay he'll have no choice but to rest." she said with reliefe there was fondness there, like one for a close uncle, clearly the driver had been a servant to her househl for yeas, more family then a mere driver.<br><br>"Yes That was the basis behinde some of my fathers easerch.&nbsp; He liked to study between handling his duties, he was quiet brillient." she said taking the offered arm,&nbsp; Prepared now for that shock of awarness she smothered it. "He'll be pleased to know his work won't go to waste.&nbsp; Having you to write with was quiet a pleasure for him, so few took his reaserch seriously, and he had to be so very careful, even in this age if he had been to open about it he could have faced excommunication by the chruch which would have cost him his position.&nbsp; Being able to talk to you about it freely, it eased his mind.&nbsp; I think you for that.&nbsp; I tried but, I must admit I had a difficult time really believeing it... I still do.&nbsp; While I'm sure there is truth to some I have a hard time believeing in Dead men walking under the powe of magicians. turning Bronze to gold with magicks it seems just so far fetched." she said sheepishly.
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				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 02:43:53</strong>
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				Perceval had enough experience that he hid the effect she had on him quite neatly. But it was there as she was his preferred prey item both sexually and by her blood. Not to mention he had virtually no morals as they had all withered and died over time. But still he was trying to honor the memory of her father even as his natural powers took their toll. When they linked arms it was like a shot of raw energy shot to all of her lady bits inflaming them even more.<br><br>As he lead her up the marble stairs he pondered that he had also done his research. He knew she was in a challenging place and had been left with virtually nothing. He also knew of the suggestions of a certain noble that was in the process of having a horrible hunting accident as he and his guest spoke. Perceval was rather bemused to think of the buffoon being consumed by the very wolves he was hunting.<br><br>"Ah not all is true, but as I said there is a kernel of truth in many such things. Legends after all have to have been birthed." He soon lead her to a well appointed bedroom with a tall and plush four poster bed. There was a fire in the fireplace warming the room and her bags had already been moved by his unseen servants. "Do you require something to eat? I have already dinned this eve but you have been on the road."
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				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 02:54:46</strong>
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				Such strange feeling an sensations in her body, it was a testament to her schooling that she managed to keep the heat in her body from showing on her face.&nbsp; a Lady of breeding did not show her ills,&nbsp; And, not understanding just what this heat was, she equated it to an ill and hid it as a proper lady should.&nbsp; even as her blod pumped hot.<br><br>"You have such a grand hem My lord.&nbsp; I must admit I always though our home was big, as a child I so enjoyed exploring, but This it's like a palace, I can only imagin how fun it must have been to you as a child, maybe finding secret rooms and hidden panels?" she said with a sft chuckle, a hint of her childhood adventuring showing, things that had been schooled out of her but apparently, not fully.<br><br>"That would be amazing, I must admit,&nbsp; The tale of the immortals... though I think, if such a thing was true, an immortal must feel so terribly lonely, being alone for a little while is no trouble and is fine for thought but to see friends and loved ones pass all while you never change?&nbsp; I think that would be terribly sad and lonely.. But Maybe it's a romantic woman who would think an immortal would be soothed by companionship hmm?&nbsp; Do I sound silly for thinking so?" she asked with a light laugh only to gasp as he led her to a grad bedroom even more fine then back home and that had been no cheap fare. "My goodness it's beutiful, You are certaine I am allowed rest in this room?" she said amazed flushed with charm and pleasure at his kindness.<br><br>"On no i am alright, I knew we would be late because of the flooding, s We both took supper at an inn&nbsp; before making the treck up the mountaine." she said with a smile
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				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 03:04:55</strong>
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				Most of what she said he did not comment on. That was after all how one blended in and escaped notice despite ostentatious homes and the like. The home was his one vanity as it had been his for so long and had so many additions that he was loath to part with it. It was part of his nature after all and besides it had been part of the country side for so long most locals paid little heed. He did indulge a bit though and while she was distracted he ran a finger up the length of her spine before stepping away from her.<br><br>"Oh this is indeed your room and I am a night owl so you are not disturbing me. I shall probably be up until almost sunrise. So I suppose the next question is how might I entertain you dear guest? A drink? Or some other distraction that might please you?" He was after all the epitome of a perfect host even while his thoughts turned to sinking his teeth into that lovely throat and seeing what she had hidden under her conservative garments. But such urges were crushed under an iron will. Of course about then yet another loud storm broke with wind rattling the shutters and ice pelting the window pains.
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				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 03:18:11</strong>
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				She gasped stepping forward at the sudden shiver down her spine, was it a shiver a finger? she wasn't sure she doubted her host would touch her in such a way but what else could explaine the feeling she turned to him laughing sheepishly "Oh Actually I have travled a few days to get here... if Possible a warm bath would be most welcome, the last few miles where quiet cold and the throw only did so much to keep me warm." she said softly feeling silly that she was babbling trying to keep the silence for desending and leaving her to thos intense feeling of femininity and... and want...<br><br>"Oh!: she gasped flinching.&nbsp; despite her cool demenor Thunder particularly such a loud blast had always been a weakness. silly as she knew it was, she comply couldn't reconcile the noise with harmless reaction of the superheated lightening hitting the extremely cold air of the storm.&nbsp; She clutched the front of his shirt shivering violently, at first wholly unaware of her grasp on him braced for the nexk crack of thunder.&nbsp; Slowly relaxing she stilled as she realized exactly what she'd done, her fignes curled in the soft fabric of his shirt her face buried hiding in his chest from the objectionalble noise.&nbsp; Her spring back was almost comicle "I appologize deeply for my actions!" she said quickly "I assure you I am not a woman of loose morals It is simply that&nbsp; storms can frighten me and it's as if being in the mountains we're closer to the sky it sounds all the louder and..." Eh..."&nbsp; She flinched as yet another blast had the windows rattling her form looking all the more innocent as her structered governed lady like posture crumbled and she shivered.
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				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 03:38:26</strong>
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				When she clung to him it caused an involuntary hiss to issue from his lips and fortunately she did not see his fangs as they descended. Of course he was very aware of very feminine curves as they pressed against him. Her firm breast flattening against his broad chest and the distinct smell of womanly musk did little to help his aroused state that she like as not noticed pressed against him as she was. In response to her apology though Perceval's soft answer was "it is quite alright I rather enjoyed it."<br><br>He then cleared his throat and rubbed her back in a comforting manner as she became more and more agitated. "I can certainly arrange a warm bath for you, but your nerves are so on edge I suspect that previously offered drink might be more in order first." After he finished speaking he excused himself but a moment to have his servants draw her bath. Of course that left her alone with her thoughts and the storm in a house that despite its opulence was decidedly creepy.<br><br>A moment later her host returned and offered in his normal whispering tone "your bath will soon be ready. Do you require your garments to be washed?" He was a very well spoken man and by this point she could catch his eyes roaming over her figure. Of course as he struggled more it was in turn conveyed to her increasing the natural tension he caused in his prey and Noelle was slowly turning into his prey.
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				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 03:47:38</strong>
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				She gasped blushing at his comment looking away quietly unsure how to respond... certainly this wasn't covered in her schooling!&nbsp; a proper lady never just grabbed a man and if for some eason she did was it proper for the gentalmen to say he liked it?&nbsp; How was she to respond!?<br><br>"P-perhapse that woul dbe best just a little to settle my nervs, I imagine the later hour and long travel has made me a bit more... touchy..." she said blushing then he was gone and she realised that despite being a spinster she was infact a woman alone in the house of a man whome she'd really only known from her fathers accounts of him, and man whom even her father had never met directly by all accounts... Who was this Lord perceval?<br><br>|W-waht? O-oh yes welcome back.." she managed weakly&nbsp; "Mm yes I believe so But I should wait for my case It was with the crates of books I brought... I... I..." she trailed again presented with how alone they where and... and how handsome he was... why or all her years why now did she suddenly notice a man and want his touch so?&nbsp; was she ill?&nbsp; was this lust as her governess has explained it?&nbsp; it would explain why it was considered so sinful how could such strong uirges be the thougths of a rational woman?
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				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 04:02:58</strong>
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				As she got more and more out of sorts she was giving off all the wrong signs to keep her virtue in tact around such a being. Of course he was also resolving to leave her unsullied, or well maybe a small taste would not harm anyone. As she babbled he procured a snifter of brandy and poured her three fingers into a crystal glass and handed it to her as the thunder rumbled yet again. Thunder snow like they were now having was a particularly magical and mysterious kind of weather.<br><br>After she took the glass he motioned to a corner of her room where her things had been brought. Such seemingly magical feats were simple when one's servants were not exactly normal and they could be commanded and manipulated from afar. "It seems your things are already here. Would you like to prepare for your bath m'lady?" Of course he showed no sign of leaving her room even as she was possessed of many more lust born impulses. Thus was the nature of being in the mere presence of such a powerful being.<br><br>That was one of the main reasons her father and he had never met face to face. Perceval was well aware of the affect he had on mortals who were in his presence. It was a by product of his curse, a mouse knew when it was in the presence of a cat and mortals knew when they were in the presence of one of the bastard descendants of Caine. THe darker side of religon held so many characters that the church glossed over such as Lilith, Adams first wife. And those things that went bump in the night gave birth to children of sorts that were not entirely unpleasant because damnation was much more effective when it was so enticing.
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				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 04:09:23</strong>
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				She accepted the glass with thanks and with out pause downed the whole thing coughing once oof it burned it's way down but it cleared her mind She stod tall once more Thankful for the sharp taste bringing her senses back she returned the glass and smiled "I hand't even noticed... the Travel must have been more draining then I thought..."she said softly nodding "Yes I'll change now..." she said standing by watching him patiently though he made no move to leave she certainly wasn't about to change with a gentalman in the room No matter how... how... out of sorts her suyser was at the moment.<br><br>"U-Um if you please, I certainly cannot have a gentalmen present while I bathe even for a woman my age it would be most improper." she said blushing faintly when he still made no move to leave.
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				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 04:21:18</strong>
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				He simply turned and refilled her glass without a word before he handed it back to her. The liquid courage looked good on her in many ways. Still in silence he gave a half grin and turned and quietly departed her room and closed the door softly behind him. Of course no one said he had to be entirely fair. After departing her room he moved to one of those secret chambers she had mentioned earlier where he could watch her at his leisure without her knowledge. <br><br>But at least her virtue was still in tact. That was saying something because Perceval normally just took what he wanted, when he wanted it. This little venture was turning into an exercise of surprising restraint.
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				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 12:03:58</strong>
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				Downed the next glas but this time with a level of decorum almost unexpected from shooting down three fingers of brandy.&nbsp; She thanked him quietly as he left turning her back to the door and walking to her case.&nbsp; it was smaller then one might have expected from a lady of her standing, well it really was former standing now but still.&nbsp; She drew out a night gown and house robe laying them out on the bed neatly before stepping behind the partition to undress frowning she glanced around, she, she just had that feeling of being watche.&nbsp; it was just that werid tigle dwn her spine.&nbsp; Annoyed by herself she muttered to herself about foolishness "It's a new place, and I'm away from home f course I'm a bit nervouse, Nelle get a hld of yourself." she said primly, the voice less hers then that of her ever strict governess.<br><br>She was certaine the bath would arrive soon, and removing the duced corset was a wave of reliefe, she understood it was proper it hid the wanton figure of a woman, and Noells wn 'objectionable curves' as her gverness has called them.&nbsp; She sighed running a hand down the front of the light airy chemise she'd worn beneath her gown. Many of her gowns where quiet proper and... spinsterish.&nbsp; she wouldn't mind something pretty smething suited to a lady, with color or lace beyond... brown... and black... and grey, Goodness how where spinsters ever expected to marry if they wore such uninteresting colors, it was as if sociaty it's self would not see them wed.&nbsp; How borish.<br><br>However she followed the rules because She'd wanted her father in the best standing possible.&nbsp; it was no lie to her host that her father reaserch could have been very dangerouse,&nbsp; so she had always been the proper lady, she had squashed anything that wouldn't be veiwed as proper for a woman, determined that if sociaty saw her as a gently bred woman, well educated and soft spoken as a woman should be, with no wilds ideas, then obviously her father was harmless, for his ideas had not effected her while in his house.<br><br>"The problem no is your gone Father and I haven't anyiea what to do with myself other then be a governess.. and thats so ... boring." she muttered sitting ont he edge of the bed chin in hand, with out the master of the house around or so she thought) she wasn't so strict with her posture or the demands of being a 'lady'.
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				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 13:14:46</strong>
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				Of course senses that could hear her heart beat heard her muttered conversation with herself. It really would have been better if he had not because it caused dark ideas to flourish in his mind. The view of her body lightly covered by the chemise&nbsp; did nothing but expand those darker urges and thoughts. He was looking after his friends daughter after all and she looked like she needed a good looking after. The fact that her bath would be slightly delayed caused him to consider some other less than wholesome inclinations.<br><br>On impulse as he noticed her perky breasts against the fabric and as his sparkling blue eyes trailed lower he sent a little urge her way. Of course he could manipulate mortals, but this was a bit more subtle. More like strong urges that could be denied, but with great difficulty.&nbsp; After all she was already quite charged up from their little encounter and her state was causing him to become just as aroused.<br><br>As one of his fangs lightly hooked over his lower lip he sent some of his own arousal in her direction. The end result being that there was a jolt of pure sexual energy that centered on her hidden sex. And then since she had already ran her hands down her body he delicately wove an impulse into her being. An impulse to run her fingers down her body and let them explore that moist and warm place between her silken thighs.
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				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 13:42:12</strong>
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				Noelle wasn't sure what happened.&nbsp; Now she was an adult and not wholly ignorant to the occasional jolt of pleasure it was, what she assumed to be a natural things, and well at her age matrons didn't seem as inclined to hold their tongue around her as they would a girl in her first season... then again with all that she still knew so little but when the shot of pleasure like a spark off the already hot flames hit her she fell back against the mattress with a weak breathy sound, not quiet a moan, not quiet a sigh.&nbsp; Good god how inappropriate acting like an animal in heat in the house of her fathers friend.<br><br>Her fingers itched as she slid her hands down over her belly caressing her thighs, Just a touch, sooth the temptation of heat and want... so much those secret pleasures in the dark. Her fingers brushed over the fabric sending a hot jolt through her, but it had her surging up blushing brightly her hands snapped away clutching the edge of the bed what was wrong with her that these urges and this heat would not be smothered?&nbsp; She was better at this, a better woman then this rutting animal that kept rearing it's head.<br><br>She pushed from the bed pacing the room hoping the movement might ease the heat but even the brushing of her thighs with each step gave her a sense of warmth and heat "I am foul..." she murmured to herself disgusted by her unexplained and sudden desiers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 14:53:30</strong>
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				Her unseen observer was very bemused at her predicament. Of course at this point he had little to no interest in helping to ease her suffering. In fact his very pleasure at her reactions only served to send greater urges her way. By this point it was an entirely vicious cycle.<br><br>But then there was a knock at her door. Soon the silent servants of the master entered and prepared her bath right in the center of the room. This would of course leave her no modesty before her unseen audience. And then just as silently the servants departed taking her dirty clothes with them to be laundered. They worked swift and efficiently as they were virtual extensions of their master and knew well it was a bad idea to displease him.<br><br>And once more Noelle was along with the burning moisture between her thighs. But at least now the steaming bath was ready and before her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 15:15:54</strong>
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				relief came with the bathwater, the tub was beautiful and once set in the center of the room buckets of hot water brought up soon filed the room with soothing steam and the delicate scent of roses, perhaps the woman had added some rose oil to the bath water?&nbsp; Noelle made a mental note to thank he when she got the chance.&nbsp; once alone, or as alone as she knew.&nbsp; She slipped off the last shred of clothing. Her body was luscious.&nbsp; Not as skinny as the average Lady which was in part the reason her governess expected her corset so tightly tied.&nbsp; her full curves though a constant source of self doubt where to a man eyes bountiful and erotic.&nbsp; She was supple in a way that made a mans hands itch to grab and caress.&nbsp; there was no obscene weight only the soft exsitance of woman.<br><br>stepping into the bath water she sighed this sound just as pleasured as the one he'd wrung from her with his powerful teasing.&nbsp; the bone deep cold she hadn't even realized was so sever eased with the heat as she sank in,&nbsp; generous bosom only just seen above the water line as she lay for a long moment simply savoring the warmth.&nbsp; <br><br>"I must Thank Lord Perceval for his generosity, a hot bath so late must surely be a bother but it eases the mind and body I must say..." she murmured with a pleasured sigh... a blush rose in her cheeks and she glanced around obviously there was no one there to see... and, in the bathwater it would all be washed away, her flushed cheeks could easily be attributed to the heat, so&nbsp; giving into her own weakness and temptation She slid her hands down to her hot and throbbing core.&nbsp; fingers slowly stroking Making her flinch faintly. "J-just a little.. j-just to take the edge off that's all..." she rationalized with her self biting her lip to keep her voice down her breath quickening with each gentle brush with her fingers.&nbsp; She blushed in that privacy she could imagine and was it any harm... he'd never known that in a private moment she imagined what it would be like if she was a woman of loose morals.&nbsp; who let a man Like Perceval one who was so masculine and strong in presence... to let him touch her in those dark secret places. <br><br>"Ahmmm..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 17:45:02</strong>
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				But of course she had an audience that she did not know about. As her pulse quickened his attention fixed on that throbbing artery in her neck. And his mind shifted toward ravaging her not unlike her fingers were doing at present while his fangs sunk into that delectable little spot. It was all a very heady mix that was developing between them flush with temptations of the most carnal sort. His own hand strayed down toward his breeches as he watched her over the rising swell of her water slicked breasts.<br><br>The lustful chemistry and magics only encouraged her busy fingers to sink deeper. Stroke harder and grind against the hard little bud of her pearl. Besides when freed of moral obligations and entanglements she really was quite the delectable young woman. No wonder she had been approached about being a kept woman. But it was so liberating when one was freed of all moral obligations as a being like Perceval was. It only encouraged Noelle to writhe more in the warm waters and pleasure herself more deeply.<br><br>As she did so all sorts of images played before her eyes. Her naked figured sprawled on the luxurious bed with her arms bound above her head as he labored above her. His supple body rippled with each movement as his shaft plunged into her tightening core and her ample breasts jiggled each time he bottomed out in her depths.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 17:55:28</strong>
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				each erotic image brought new flashes of heat as she explored herself fa deeper then she had ever dared before, lost in a sense of passion and desire she'd never dared fell.. or rather admit she felt before.&nbsp; Blind to her audience deaf to the throaty sounds escaping her She worked her own body the images playing in her mind going a long way towards helping her fingers move just right until all stimulation culminated with a gasp and hiss her body freezing for a second ridged at peak a strangled groan of satisfaction as her body erupted with pleasure, and it all released settling in the water as if being laid down by those very strong arms she'd imagined just a moment ago she lay a moment in a heady daze of pleasure as the trailing waves of her climax washed over her rippling much like the water across her body.<br><br>"Oh my..." she managed weakly&nbsp; blushing oh yes now more then ever grateful for the bath as she was certain it would hide any feminine musk and her flushed cheeks from anyway awkwad questions.&nbsp; what a wanton she was pleasuring herself in the home of another.. she could only hope that, in such a large estate he hadn't herd her voice.&nbsp; how embarrassing would it be, if he had heard if he knew... such an intelligent man, and surely he must be to hold such prolonged correspondence with her father, would find her dirty taking advantage of his hospitality.&nbsp; "I will edevor to be a good guest, I am satisfied I have no need for salacious thoughts or action, I am a lady not a rutting pig." she said strictly to herself, abomishing her own actions even while her eyes where still misty with pleasure her her voice held a tremble at the endge of the delight of her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 18:04:18</strong>
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				Of course the waters did not hide much from his keen senses. And that in turn only served to keep his appetites at a peak. And by this point her own appetites were well in tuned with his. In a never ending cycle that had the both of them on edge. As he watched her flushed and gasping form in the tub his hand went to the handle of the door that would let him into her chambers. There was really nothing she could do to stop him from taking his pleasure with her and his hunger was rattling the bonds of its restraints.<br><br>But at last his hand moved away from the door and he gained control of himself with an effort. He closed his eyes and dew a few unnecessary breaths as he battle himself for control. Of course that only served to turn up the invisible bonds that were forming to more carnal levels as images of his own flowed through his mind. Her lush body bent over the foot of the bed face down as he pounded her from behind and then sunk his fangs into the nape of her neck at the hight of climax.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 18:17:21</strong>
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				Catching her breath Noelle took the cloth left for her and cleansed her body pleased to wash away the grit of travel. it was strange but even in a carriage away from the muck Traveling always left one feeling dirty.&nbsp; just one of these odd things about life she supposed.&nbsp; Once satisfied she was clean and her system had settled she climbed from the tub letting her hair loose the rich brown curls tumbled down her back in thick waves and rings that seemed to suit her private nature far better then the tight travel chignon her hair had been in before. standing a moment letting water run off her frame she took a moment to glance in the mirror her skin flushed pink from heat and pleasure she smiled faintly "I am not an egotist, but times like this I do feel like I am beautiful..." she muttered a little self bolstering, yes she was pretty even if only in the privacy of her mirror and with out the restrictions of a ladies gown, She smiled moving to gather her towel and drying herself before reaching for the sleeping gown she'd laid out hesitating a moment and looking up&nbsp; had she heard something?&nbsp; That feeling of being watched was back but she looked around,&nbsp; no one was there was was sure&nbsp; had some one knocked?&nbsp; "Hello?" she asked curiously perhaps a servant to take away the bath water?&nbsp; but no the sound it hadn't been from the bedroom door she was certain but... from the wall.&nbsp; frowning curiously she made her way over, for a moment her nakedness forgotten in light of curiosity.<br><br>"A servants passage?&nbsp; No, But I know I heard something." she mumbled curiously.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 18:52:01</strong>
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				Perceval was not concerned as she approached his hiding place. Even if she was able to find the door there was no way she could get it open. Thankfully so because if he found himself face to face with her and her naked warm body he doubted Noelle would leave the encounter with her virtue in tact or all of her blood in her veins. She was turning into more and more of a temptation the longer this went on. If he had any brains at all he would excuse himself to his own chambers and remove the temptation. <br><br>Of course she was not helping his restraint even if she was not aware of what she was doing. There she stood mere feet away and completely naked and flushed. Full and heavy breasts were on display the nipples still hard and erect from her self pleasures. And her curvy body was covered with porcelain skin as one looked down her body to the flair of her hips and the curls of her womanly delta. It brought to mind covering her nether lips with his mouth and intimately sinking his fangs into the delicious flesh. Perceval closed his eyes a moment as another palpable wave of lust flowed out from him to batter his guest. But he managed to remain still and silent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 19:11:18</strong>
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				silence lingered the only sound the cackle of the fire in the heath,&nbsp; nothing else.&nbsp; perhapse she had imagined it, then it hit her a wave of desire and heer body was hot anew, She gasped biteing her knuckle unaware of just how sensual each movement could be to her observer,&nbsp; the flush of her face the fullness of her form,&nbsp; one would debate (and hergoverness would have agreed) Noelles form was best suited of the pleasure of flesh,&nbsp; Tracing a thoughtfull finger along her lower lip she sighed and turned away frm the wall.<br><br>"No one is watching noelle.. ha no one would want to honestly." she laughed it off a joke,&nbsp; She was undesierable.&nbsp; at least she believed so from her teaching, yes that fool had asked her to be a mistress but what did that entail eally other then sex?&nbsp; that had nothing to do with desire it was carnal need and physical needs of a human body naturally!&nbsp; At least thats what she told herself as she crossed the rom pulling a small pot from her bag,&nbsp; lifting the lid the scent of lavander she'd had on her arrival filled the room, of and brimming with thought of lavander feilds south of the moutaines, cozy villages and friendly farms.<br><br>still nude she settled on the bed and slowly with the patienc of a woman spread the smooth cream across her skin.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>01-01-2016, 16:25:25</strong>
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				Perceval had seen enough and watching her spread cream across her naked body was not doing his control any good. So he excused himself from the secret room. Soon there was a knocked at her door and after giving her time to get decent the servants returned and whisked away her bath water. Once that was done the master of the house reappeared.<br><br>"I trust you found your bath refreshing? Is there anything else you require my dear guest?" Of course he was attracted to her, but it was also the nature of his line to dote on guests. They were also jealous of their holdings and in many ways he now considered her his holdings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>01-01-2016, 18:10:34</strong>
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				with gightgown and robe on she thanked the servants taking cae to remeber to thank the woman for the rose oil and her consideration.&nbsp; As they left perceval eturned.&nbsp; She blushed faintly and coughed trying to forget how she had imagined him in her bath, "Very much so thank you." she said laughing weakly "I'm sorry I've never been seen by gentalman in my nightgown before." she said softly the best thing she could think of for her sudden blush.<br><br>"Oh no Just sleep really I feel so tired I wouldn't be surprised if I slept the whole day through.&nbsp; all I did was sit in a carriage but I feel s exhaustd... I suppose it's that, mental exhaustion, my body was at rest but my mind has been working a mile a minuet, with fathers passing arraning his estate, the sales, seeing thing went to the right people. Gieving." she shifted "It's been... emotionally taxing, Frankly letting me stay the night is sort of a godsend in it's way, I don't need to think, I can actually rest with out a millinon things I must do."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 12:57:32</strong>
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				"And you look quite lovely in your night gown" he responded. His icy blue gaze lingering over her features as well as her blush. Then he moved and sat upon the end of her bed and looked up at her as she explained her exhaustion. He nodded ever so slightly and let her continue. "Might I suggest that you should remain a while as my guest? I am aware of the difficulties with your father's estate and I feel I owe it to help look after you a while until things become more settled."<br><br>Of course that put a lot of temptation in close proximity. But at least when speaking business the thought of tearing that night gown off of her slid slightly to the back of his mind. And she did not have any real prospects so he felt staying at his estate a while was her best option. Who knew? The presence of the living might liven up the monotony around the dreary place some as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 17:57:39</strong>
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				she blushed wrapping her house coat closer around her "T-thank you though I am not sure that very appropiate to say..." she mumbled softly looking up startled "Stay here?&nbsp; Ae you shure it seems it would be an aweful imposition." she said but... it would take a lot of weight off... She mulled it over pacing deep in thought, She never seemed to stop mvining bouncing a leg, pacing, tapping her thumbs together she was just full of movement. "Maybe... if it's alright, just a little while, rest a bit get my bearings and send out for a governess position ..." she said smiling "If it really is alright with you, I'd be deeply thankful." she said finnaly
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 18:41:38</strong>
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				AS he had all along her let her carry on with little verbal input of his own. It seemed he was a creature of few words. And while she was the epitome of perpetual motion he moved very little. Not breathing did not immediately register to most who were around him, but they had a sense that he was unnaturally still most times. When she had debated herself and came to a conclusion he simply answered "it is not problem at all and you may stay as long as you like. As you can see I have no family or no real obligations."<br><br>He then stood and went over to her and rubbed her lower back. Of course she would say that was not proper but he really did not care "and tomorrow evening we can make arrangements to send your man for the rest of your things." Of course that would also leave her entirely at her host's questionable mercies. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>03-01-2016, 14:24:50</strong>
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				"It's kind of you t offer, and I shall Impose upon your hospitality, but only until I can make arrangements for myself.&nbsp; I assure you will not be in your way." she said grateful for a place to stay. it gave her a sense of stability that she hadn't felt for a while, his hand felt hot on her back... or maybe her back felt hot because of his touch?&nbsp; she wasn't sure, it as.. it was such a strange feeling.<br><br>"H-huh?&nbsp; O-oh that case is all I have." she sad blushing "Fathers estate was deeper in debt then I realized, I had to sell everything of value and some took advantage of that and only offered a portion f what some of our things where worth." She admitted before laughing "No harm done I suppose... At this point I'm only suited to be a governess so I'll only need a couple dresses and certainly no finer gowns..." she said softly Stepping forward she turned to him and smiled "But I thank you for your consideration, as it is, Herve' will be leaveing me the day after next He helped me out of loalty but I cannot keep him from his family, now he'll need t find new work, but I'm hoping the man taking my fathers place will Hire him on because of his experience."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 15:14:39</strong>
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				He inclined his head "very well. We shall send him off with a nice stipend so that he might get a fresh start and we will also set about getting you better settled with required garments and the like." He figured she would protest so he added "it is the least I can do in exchange for the materials from your father's estate that he have brought me."<br><br>The key to charity in many cases was not making it seem or feel like charity. And it really was not at all important to Perceval. Accumulating wealth and other such worldly items lost its luster after a few centuries especially when the game was rigged in your favor. The knowledge she brought was more relevant as he was a scholar of his kind. Not to mention he was starting to view her as something else he might attach value to beyond consideration for her father in the coming nights.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 17:24:26</strong>
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				She was about to protest such generosity when he pointed out it could be considered payment for bring the books herself "Hrmm... thats cheating..." she murmured but smiled "Fair enough if it pleases you I agree.&nbsp; I thank you again for all you've done." she said warmly before sighing "I must seem like a horrible leech... I should have made plans arrangements, But neither of us expected this, His own will was only half finished what he had was at least sign for by the Solicitor, It was a 'work in progress.' no hurry my father was in amazing health, for something as simple as... mm..." she trailed her eyes stung with tears the grief sharp. <br><br>"I apologize..." she said softly fingers banishing the tears "I'm tired and I believe that the bourbon has loosened my tongue." she said sheepishly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 17:58:33</strong>
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				He offered her a tight lipped smile less his fangs show "I believe leeches and other blood suckers are the victims of horrible character assassination." He said with his tongue firmly in his cheek in more ways than she might ever imagine. He also reached and poured her another snifter of brandy and handed it to her "and I feel the medicinal powers of a good cry and a little liquid courage are greatly under appreciated."<br><br>Of course he dimly realized he had gone from helping to active hunting. But it was a role that he took up so easily that it only faintly registered on his conscious mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 18:06:22</strong>
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				she chuckled "I suppose so, But I do have a hard time understanding their purpose." she said softly Accepting the brandy with a nod Drinking it's Normally this time instead of just throwing it back. "I mean, as abhorrent as spiders are they serve a function, But what does a leech do?&nbsp; what does a Mosquito do other then suck blood?" she asked humming thoughtfully "Hmm... How strange I've never really considered it before..." she said with a smile slightly tipsy&nbsp; "I know your right, I feel like I've cried a lot though there are rules for stadared mourning but it's all about what you do, what you wear, how you speak with people... Nothing about how to handle the... chest crushing feeling and knowledge someone you love is gone forever." she said softly watching the liquid swirl in her glas before finishing it and sighing "I think I can see quiet well why Brandy is preferred by men,&nbsp; It dose have quiet a bite to it doesn't it sort of burns it's way down?" she chuckled face tinged pink now from the drink. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 18:57:12</strong>
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				"Actually leeches are used extensively in the medical field for one thing. As for mosquitoes their larva are a source of forage for young fish." Aside from philosophy Perceval had an extensive knowledge of natural science, history, and spoke more languages than he could rightfully recall. With an ages long life came ages to study and ponder not to mention watching the world around you change and develop.<br><br>But he did not mention or hardly acknowledge he reference to crushing feelings of grief. Oh he felt disappointment at her father's passing and he was trying not to prey on her pretending his sense of propriety was not long dead. The thing was he cared little for feelings and pleasures except his own and after spending centuries watching those around you wither and die one became rather numb tot he sensation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 21:45:21</strong>
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				"Well I know about that but it seems odd to use Leeches to suck out 'bad blood'&nbsp; It seems like nonsense to me, Much like blood letting, I can't say I've ever understood the practice it seems far to impractical." she said before smiling "I didn't know that though, About Fish eating them. so I guess it is good." she said with a smile, there was a certain pleasure in learning new things, She sighed leaning a bit resting her chin on her fingers, thoughtful.<br><br>"It makes me think of his research again.. immortal beings, if they really where real, after a while... do you think something like death would bother them?" she asked musingly "My father never sought to extend his life.&nbsp; I asked him once why he was so interested, did he want to live forever, he said something I don't think I understand at the time.. maybe not even now.&nbsp; He said life is different for each person.&nbsp; Trying to change the life your given, is a waste, why waste what your given trying to change it?" she looked at him and smled setting aside the now empty glass. <br><br>"I think now, about it and think he meant he was happy with what he had.&nbsp; He didn't need eternal life because he had what he wanted.&nbsp; Obviously he wouldn't have wanted to die to young, He was probably sad to go when he did... but, I don't think he went with regrets..." she mused 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 21:57:35</strong>
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				He grinned and shrugged a bit "I would imagine that immortality can be a curse of its own. Think about it, the world is an mortal world. It would indeed have to be difficult to carry on unchanging in a world that continues to change and all things you know perish. Indeed life lives off of life, so something that does not die is outside of the the cycle of things." Of course it was much more complicated than that.<br><br>Indeed, of those who were embraced into undeath most did not manage to last terribly long. Ironically life became exponentially more dangerous when one was made an immortal. Life among predators was never easy or safe for that matter. Of course such musing would be lost on his guest. And keeping with his habit he got her another refill of brandy. He could not enjoy spirits, but he could possibly enjoy them on her blood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 22:15:47</strong>
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				She nodded "Yes a tottal hell, never dying never seeing an end, on and on... It sounds terrible, I guess if their are any Immortals, I hope they aren't alone.. I hope that they have people they can talk to, ones who understand and want to help ease that for them..." she said softly shaking her head "Maybe not outside the cycle but in a diffrent part of it maybe, I mean if Leeches and Mosquitos have purpose then so must an immortal being, right?" she reasoned He filled her glass again and she found herself drinking with out hesitation then touching her temple "Mmm I'm feeling quiet fuzzy, I think I may have over imbibbed..." she said softly the flush on her cheeks had grown and her eyes had a glassy look of someone who had enjoyed their drink
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 22:31:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He did not comment on how tipsy she was getting. Instead he sat down beside her and reached out and rubbed her thigh as he got a far away look in his crystal blue eyes. "Mmm well mayhap here is where the mythology of your father's research and science collide. Nothing falls into perfection without a guiding hand including science after all and I suppose that covers the universe in general."<br><br>At this point his hunger was still there, but the conversation was as therapeutic as those he had, had with her father. Though this was more pleasant with actual human interaction as opposed to the written word. Of course that interaction had its own temptations even if she had not yet accumulated the years to develop the wisdom and knowledge of her late father. He turned and looked at her virtually nose to nose "suppose a curse has been passed on since the start of human kind? Suppose the first murder passed along his dark blood and curse?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 22:45:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She shifted looking at his hand a moment before pushing it lightly "How improper..." she mumbled though there was little behind it she looked at him he seemed deep in thought looking far away "That's true and maybe that was My fathers driving force, Maybe he had a deep reason to believe in an immortal, and Being him, he'd have wanted to find a way to help." she mused<br><br>She gasped as he looked at her, so close, her blush deepened for an entirely different reason,&nbsp; his eyes where so clear mind quick she swallowed thickly "W-well then, There must be a way to be rid of it, I mean curses are hmm like a cold.&nbsp; an illness that can be fixed, find the right method and you can fix the cold." she reasoned <br><br>"The first Murderer was Cain... But he wasn't dark or cursed.&nbsp; He acted in a fit f rage an jealousy yes, but he was punished for that he had to spend the rest of his days knowing he slaughtered his brother with his own hands.&nbsp; He didn't do it out of some sick glee from death... so I should think, if there is a curse, maybe places by god or something along those lines, then That's all the more reason their must be a way to end it, because Even if Abel, was punished his whole life for what he did,&nbsp; His progeny had nothing to do with it, and are wholly innocent,&nbsp; so I don't believe god would condemn them with out a way to be free.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 23:05:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He simply watched her as she ran through all the possibilities and drunkenly babbled a bit. He then grinned in a tight lipped fashion yet again and leaned in and pressed his cold lips to her forehead. After giving her the chaste kiss that none the less seemed to cause a virtual explosion in her loins as well as her nipples he stood and walked to the other side of the room and procured her yet more brandy. Then he very deliberately placed some more wood on the fire, but there was a hunt of hesitation in his actions before the flames.<br><br>"Ah, but what is a punishment but a curse? And the god of the old testament is not known for forgiving and forgetting now is he? Of course who is to say Cain went along willing and we see how well all of that worked out for Lilith who you will not even find in the Church's approved versions of the bible."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 23:34:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed as he moved kissing her forhead biting her lip to keep frm making any sound as her body semed to erupt with heat, God what was this?&nbsp; she thought she'd gottn a hold of this with her bath but now, just being so close, his touch... She swallowed thickly as he stod and walked away taking a couple breaths to calm her flaming system.<br><br>"Punishment is not meant to be forever, and to punish a child for the actions of the man is pointless for there is no lesson for the child to learn." she said simply "D you have one?" she asked surprised by her own curiosity "Naturally I could have never read sch a thing, but you speak as if you have, I'm just curiouse I'm sorry."&nbsp; Why was she being this way debating with the man and in her nightgown... <br><br>"Oh please no more I must have had to much already I keep babbling."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 16:26:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You will find god in many cases is a spiteful bastard" he responded in a way that was sure to shock her Victorian morals. In answer to her question he moved to the closet and opened it. In there was a locked cedar chest, he unlocked the chest and soon produced a heavy leather bound book. He then handed it to her "the church would not approve, but I was never much on thought policing and I am much too old to deal with childish superstition." <br><br>After she took the book he grinned "you will find Lilith was Adam;s first wife for example. She was not made from his rib as Eve was so she possessed independent thought. By many accounts she is the mother of witches and other things that go bump in the night and was cast out of Eden for sin." He chuckled richly "apparently her sin was wanting to be on top when her and Adam had sex."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 17:32:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinked, not so dunk as to miss the venom in his words "I-I... mmm..." she really couldn't think of how to respond so fell silent as he collected a chest then removed a book from it.&nbsp; she gasped softly looking over the tome "Amazing..." she murmured looking up "I wouldn't think so... for a learned man, being bound by rules of 'thought' would be suffocating." she said remembering her own father.<br><br>"a mother of witches?&nbsp; But then isn't it all still speculation?&nbsp; I never really believed in witches either, but I suppose if Immortals do exist witches would be a possibility..." she mused going a bright red at his coarse joke "P-please Lord Perceval, I may have imbibed but do not make such a lewd jest..." she said sheepishly, she might know some things but she felt out of her element… what would being ‘on top’ mean to such things? she was loath to admitted her Naiveté to such a smart man so she used Decorum to cover her confusion.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 17:40:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled a bit recovering a bit of his charm "it would only be lewd if I offered to illustrate. And you spoke of suffocation, there are more ways than one to be suffocated and you seem like you are virtually gasping for breath." As he spoke he stepped slightly forward mildly invading her space. Again there was that natural inclination toward heat. He did and said little but the effect was immediate as more and more of his inhibitions slipped away into the darkness.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 17:54:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped "Sir please Perhaps we've both had enough to...." she stalled, he hadn't had a thing to drink, all the glasses he had poured she had drunk...<br><br>"I'm sorry but I'm quiet tired from the journey, Perhaps we can talk more in the morning..." she said voice trailing as he stepped closer, that same heat and want filling her she moved side stepping looking away.&nbsp; "I appreciate our conversation but we both must be quiet tired at this point... I wouldn't be surprised if it's well past midnight now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 18:03:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His movements were fluid and incredibly dexterous. They were also supple, elegant, predatory, and utterly silent. One could become intoxicated and mesmerized just by watching him. He had also maneuvered her into a corner without her even realizing he had done so. The end result was his close proximity only served to increase her desires not to mention her intoxication offered a more mundane lowering of inhibitions even if she realized what was happening resistance was difficult.<br><br>His broad chest lightly brushed the tips of her breasts where they pressed against her night gown. At her comment on time he rolled his blue eyes up and considered "it is 1:17 in the morning to be precise." His eyes then locked with hers in an entirely bemused manner.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 21:46:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stepped back slowly, gasping as she bumped the ornate little table in the corner "L-lord Perceval?" she asked voice shaking nervously. her body it was to hot things she wanted like sensual fingers brushing her mind, coaxing, 'it's ok, it's ok' but it couldn't be right, could it? no no certainly not, there where... rules.. and... and priciples... a-and ettiquit and...<br><br>She swallowed thickly as he drew closer, "H-how do you know that?" she asked glancing up where he had looked expecting to see a clock maybe
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 16:10:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course she did not see a clock. He gave her a grin that could only be described as predatory "ah but time is simply the movement of the sun and I am well versed of the location of the sun at all times." He then reigned in his nature a bit and patted her on the side of the hip before he stepped back and gave her some space. It was clear he was indeed much more than met the eyes. But the thing was darkness could be so seductive when viewed in the right light.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 19:16:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him a long moment as he stepped back considering everything even her own reactions "Lord Perceval May I ask why My father willed you... these specific books from his reaserch?" she asked finnaly "W-why.. He would have been so intent on... understanding the Immortal?"&nbsp; Part of her wondered, feared... hoped maybe?&nbsp; That maybe he was mre then just an eccentric hermit... the possibility of it, if true it would mean her father was right, His theories and his work... but.. if it was tru and he kept the secret... She would to, Her father was a good man, if he felt the secret if there was one, needed to be kept...<br><br>yes it would need to be, if the church where to find out theyd lynch the man!&nbsp; of course this was all speculation rushing through her head a thousand miles a minuet as she staed at him, terrified for him to answer confirming her thought... or even denying it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 19:27:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A mutual interest in such studies" he simply answered. It was true, Perceval just had, had much longer and a much more personal interest in such matters. He had never even shared his true nature with her father. Oh he was sure the man suspected and probably even knew, but such matters were better not brought to light. "As I said before there is a kernel of truth in most myths ones just has to look for it."<br><br>Lies came easy to a being that had an ages long existence to perfect such techniques. Not to mention much like he had referred to myths it went better when a few partial truths were woven in. He once more moved and sat on the foot of her bed "and you Noelle, you seem to jump between confusion, desire, and horror. So surely you can understand multi faceted situations."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 19:50:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				she nodded Walking across the room pacing a bit to settle her heat rate pausing she turned "Horror?&nbsp; Certainly not... a little scared because frankly I wouldn't know how to handle an immortal if you where one but certainly not Horror... Lets say, on the off chance you where one,&nbsp; The reason you ask about curses and such and believe god is spiteful is because of your situation.&nbsp; Thats no reason to be horrified.&nbsp; Everyone has an affliction of some sort yours would simply be more complex that's all." she said primly.<br><br>"Honestly, if you where an immortal, I'd be glad, because it would be proof my fathers research wasn't in vain." she said honestly Stifling a yawn&nbsp; It was so late, and the Brandy had made her head plesently hazy,&nbsp; With out his close presence throwing her system into heat she felt the long day weighing on her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 19:57:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled a bit and when she paced close he let one of his incredibly swift and dexterous hands slip out to grab her sleeping robe and give her a tug toward him. It was also not at all accidental that the tug caused the robe to partially slip open and reveal more of her figure to his hungry eyes and body. He looked up at her with an utterly bemused expression as he let his fingers lightly trail across her exposed flesh.<br><br>"Ah, but on the other hand you seem to react with horror to your body's reaction at such moments" he pointed out while another pulse of raw heat seemed to stab her in all of the right places. This time her host was not at all trying to control his hungers and desires. In fact quite the opposite he was seeking to press her buttons and bring her answering urges to the surface. It was utterly corrupting and it was decidedly delicious possibly for the both of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 20:40:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped as he tugged stepping forwad but her robe slipped blushing she pulled what she could closer "T-thats not..." she trailed before shaking her head <br><br>"I-I'm not horrified... Embaressed? yes, Confused to why, Almost certainly... but not horrified." she said shivering under his touch "A-and now you're... your just... what are you doing?&nbsp; You haven't had a drop, so I can hardly excuse your behavior as Alcohol related.." she said shivering heat spreading everywhere his fingers touched causing fire spread through her veins<br><br>"I just... I don't understand why I'm reacting this way."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 22:13:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But you like it" he simply intoned and then gave her robe another sharp tug. The pressure pulled it off of her shoulders and allowed him to bunch it around her waist. Her full breasts were now exposed before him and his finger continue to toy with her flesh. His touch centered just below her navel and barely above her barely covered sex. It was a very pleasing touch and she likely would think about him touching her in much more interesting ways. Or at least that was what he hoped as he was enjoying tying her into a quivering little knot.<br><br>"Not to mention I prefer to not be inhibited by petty moralities or inconveniences. I tend to simply take what I want when I want it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 22:21:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				she blushed "I-I shouldn't... i-it's not proper..." she mumbled gasping as he tugged down the robe freeing her torso of the soft silky fabric, She shivered the cold and heat warring in her body as His touch sent those same fluttery jolts of pleasure down. "T-This isn't... I mean..." she blushed brightly she wanted, oh she wanted his touch not just on her belly but lower, where only her fingers hand gone,&nbsp; further deeper<br><br>"A-and what you want... right now?" she asked voice trembling though his actions made it clear "I-I can't really see why, I'm ..." she blushed,&nbsp; she was "I'm not the wanton woman My body looks like.. I'm not so loose..." she said trying to step back but not quiet able to. "I'm not a whore...."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 22:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He did not respond verbally and he did not let her escape either. Instead he used one inhumanly strong hand to hold her robe bunched at her waist. The tight hold of the silken garment prevented her from escaping. His other hand slid under the scant material. She could not see his chill fingers but she could certainly feel them as they slid up her inner thighs and then traced the line of her moist sex up until he was able to add ever so slight pressure to her clit. <br><br>Still out of her sight be let his digits rub in a taunt little circle as he lifted his head ever so slightly and let the tip of his tongue barely brush the very tip of one of her nipples before he gave it an ever so slight nip. He drew a small drop of blood with that action. Not that she would ever know because he immediately licked away the intoxicatingly pure elixir. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 23:40:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				she stared down at him grasping her robe tightly keeping her there, the sweet feeling of excitment mixed with confusion, this wasn't right, really surly she should stop him... in a second...<br><br>His fingers felt cold as they slipped up her thigs contrasting so much with the heat f her that when he touched she gasped reaching down ahnds shaking as she clutched his wrist under the gown "I-I..." she manaweakly unable to focus and even that weak sound became a wordless moan as his teeth grazed her nipple hands shooting up gripping his shoulders as her knees trembled "O-oh god... L-lord Perceval please I..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 23:47:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She might have had his wrist but that did little to nothing to stop his fingers. The middle one slipped back down and sunk completely into her sex as the pads of his hand melted against her mound. Meanwhile higher up her body his attentions turned to her other nipple that he gave the same attention stealing a bit more of her succulent blood. The small wound he had made sealed with yet another swipe of his tongue.<br><br>And then he let the robe fall to the floor. It left her completely nude and gave her a perfect view of the contrast of his pale hand against her flushed and heated flesh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 00:03:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle gasped as his middle finger sank inside her a throaty weak sound escaping her as She held hands shaking aginst his shoulders trying hard to keep herself standing Almost buckling as he Nipped and licked the other Nipple.&nbsp; The robe fell away leaving her naked,&nbsp; She trembled before him Flushed and hot "N-not... W-we really can't do this T-this isn't..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 08:22:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At her words he began to move his finger slowly. He pulled her slightly toward him using only the grip of his finger that was sunk in her body. Bemusedly he asked "why can we not? I see nothing that is stopping us from doing so" he punctuated his words with another nip and lick at her heavy breast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 13:14:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped stepping forward leaning aginst him Trabed by the finger delved deep in her core "I-It's not... I mean... I Hardly think you have any noble intentions..." she said weakly "I am not.. H-hey Listen when I talk..." she whimpered as he lavished her breast with attetion, the down side was it also made it harder for her to think clearly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 18:56:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course he did not listen as he was a creature that when his hungers were up he simply took what he wanted. And at present she fell under the heading of what he wanted. So he dumped her onto the bed as his finger began to work in and out of her tight body with greater and greater urgency. He was clearly skilled at pleasuring a woman and his arts only served to heighten her intoxication on pleasure and bliss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 19:05:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her protests died to weak moans of pleasure as he changed their positions with out ever removing his finger, leaving her sprawled on the bed, her hair loosed and spilled around her still damp it curled around her body, breasts heaving with each shuddering breath as his finger plunged ravaging her in ways she hadn't known could be.&nbsp; She wanted to cry out but resisted biting her knuckle to stifle her delighted pleasured shouts to deep moans her hips shifting as his finger worked her body, still sensitive from her own play earlier.&nbsp; There was a thought that, she could do worse.&nbsp; after all she was a spinster, she couldn't expect such pleasures with a man in her life at this point, and, if he desired her enough to forgo niceties well that had to be good right? in it's own way?<br><br>"Nng AH Please."&nbsp; It was building hot and tight she knew this feeling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 19:14:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course he also knew a woman's body and could tell she was getting close to the edge. But he had other plans even as Noelle began to move her hips and work with him to pleasure herself. So before she could climax he pulled his slick finger free and replaced it with his tongue when he planted his face firmly between her silken thighs. From this angle of course all she could see was the top of his head as his hands wrapped around her thighs and he tongue fucked her with his powerful and untiring oral muscle.<br><br>Of course that was all a scant moment before he let his ivory fangs fully drop and drove them into her body on either side of her throbbing clit. He then began to feed on her from her most intimate and virginal place. It was completely divine and elicited a moan of his own that vibrated against her body in the most interesting of ways.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 19:18:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				his finger pulled away leaving her feeling bereft but it was barely an instant before he did something so.. so unexpected and droped his head Licking her!&nbsp; There!&nbsp; Suddenly she was intensly glad she'd had the bath but as she felt the strong slick tongue plung she gasped ctching at the bed sheet then she felt something more,&nbsp; her eyes shot wide and the cries she surpressed culminated in a shocked pleasured scream unawar that such a thing wcould even been done or should be, w-what She was sure had he bitten her? she, she couldn't think body almost vibrating with the shocking pleasure of it, the mix pleasure and pain.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 19:23:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His mouth sealed over her throbbing little nub and he intently nursed it. His cool lips and tongue expertly working her as he continued to feed. The fact that she was half drunk as well only served to add to his enjoyment. But soon he was forced to pull back and swab her tender bits with his tongue sealing the wound less his depredations be noticed. Of course considering her virginal state blood had already been spilled despite the fact he had not conventionally deflowered her. Well yet anyway.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 19:28:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a last cry she toppled over the earth seemed to stop as her body erupted with pleasure unlike anything she'd ever brought for herself, her cry faded as wave after wave of pleasure had her shuddering untill slowly she relaxed trembling on the bed eyes slightly glazed from pleasure and drink.&nbsp; So... that's what all the fuss was about....<br><br>She couldn't be sure she could move and quiet frankly she had no real desire to, her body felt like a warm puddle, or maybe decadent melted chocolate, yes that seemed more apt because right now she felt terribly sinful, and it was Fun.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 19:42:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could possibly feel him smile against her before he lifted his head. An all to pleased with himself look on his face. Of course he was still fully clothed and they had not had conventional sex. It would quite certainly set her mind to wandering about enjoying him in a more conventional and intimate way. Of course that would only be able to happen when she was capable of thought once more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 20:00:10</strong>
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				As her mind slowly cleared she turned her head to look up at him her eyes dark and heavy slumberous with satisfaction.&nbsp; "Suddenly I understand why women are all a flutter after they marry." she said chuckling weakly goodness if that as only part of it.&nbsp; After all he hadn't even been in her the biblical way yet!&nbsp; Could she handle it?&nbsp; She'd be willing to try it felt that good.<br><br>"I... I didn't know a man could do that Put his face down there I mean it just... It's seems so... vulgar at a thought but, not as an experience." she said quickly&nbsp; she'd enjoyed it, a lot, she didn't want to offend him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>08-01-2016, 03:17:06</strong>
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				He could feel the sun grow closer over the horizon but it was still a ways off yet. And his hunger seemed to have only peen enlarged by the small taste he had of her. It was the nature of his kind after all as they were all greedy and hungry little things prone to letting their urges overcome their good sense. Of course sometimes it really made no sense to resist his hungers and this was turning into one of those situations.<br><br>Rather bemused he got onto his hands and knees and crawled up her naked body until he hovered over her. His hard cock was pressed tight against his breeches as he licked some of her remnants off of his lips. "If where I had my face concerns you I could always show you some places to put your face." That was sure to take her back, but he was growing rather intrigued by her naivety of such matters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 11:56:04</strong>
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				She looked up at him blushing "I-I feel ... more then a little vulnerable right now." she admitted then blushed brightly "N-No! it dosen't concern me I was simply surprised you could do that." she said looking away&nbsp; then glanced back up at him<br><br>"S-so what now?... " she asked cautiously he was still fully dressed after all, and he had her at a disadvantage with his experience, it was a bit intimidating and the way he looked at her, Like a predator, and she, the prey... Logically she knew she should push him away after all the full deep had not been done, she should beg him to swear to secrecy so she wasn't a ruined woman.&nbsp; there where a lot of things she 'should' be doing but she found she just Lay beneath him watching waiting for his next move, curious.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 17:27:18</strong>
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				Well she seemed to be readily going over the cliff and that did nothing to reign in his hungers. So he crawled off the bed and then began to disrobe. Step by step his alabaster skin was revealed to her but he did not let her see what she was probably really interested in until last. As his last garment hit the floor his back was turned to her revealing his butt but nothing more.<br><br>Then at last he turned around and revealed his rigid cock. It stood straight out from his body and was thick and broad. He let her get a good eye full before he slowly began to approach the bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 21:49:34</strong>
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				Noelle shifted sitting up and watching him as he began to disrobe blushing faintly "A-Ah.. I-I see then..." she mumbled taking a breath Drawing the sheet up around herself as he turned blushing even brighter now "W-well ah... hmm..." she wasn't sure what was the proper thing to say right now "It's uh... quiet Large?" she managed with a smile, it seemed an impressive size was something men took pride in, and certainly it was bigger then anything she'd seen peeking at the creek in her youth with a group of girls from the village.<br><br>He began to approach Building a sense of nervous anticipation inside her, she wanted yes but also feared, not just the act but the possibility what if she ended up pregnant? She gasped holding up a hand<br><br>"Wait, We can't." she said suddenly "I appreciate all you've done for me but we can't do... do... this, I mean, what if I become with child?" she said why hadn't she thought about that before? maybe that was the sin of it, you didn't consider the consequences...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 03:50:41</strong>
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				He could not impregnate her as he was an animated corpse, but he had no intention of telling her that just now. Instead he just growled lightly "shut up Noelle" and tore the sheet she was covering herself with from her body. Then he roughly shoved her back and onto the bed before he pinned her down with his body and captured her wrist and pinned her arms up and over her head.<br><br>The thick head of his cock probed for her entrance as he ground against her body and he dipped his head and planted his face against her neck. He began to lick and nibble until he found her throbbing artery where he let his fangs lightly nip so that he could delicately sip her blood one solitary drop at a time. At the same moment the tip of his cock caught against the entrance to her pussy and he began to push.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>11-01-2016, 16:34:43</strong>
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				Noelle gasped as he tore away the sheet.&nbsp; She knew she should feel incensed, how dare her tell her to shut up this was a legitimate concern!&nbsp; But, as he pushed her down and pinned her wrists she found she couldn't summon up the will to care.&nbsp; There was a thrill of being at his mercy.&nbsp; the way he loomed over, the hunger in his eyes... for her!<br><br>Her fingers curled feeling the pressure of <em>him</em> pressing at her most intimate point trembling a little beneath him, willing, but a little frightened,&nbsp; Her virginity showing in that way, her fear of this unknown step in life.&nbsp; His nibbling at her neck distracted her, there was a faint sting but she didn't mind it, it just seemed to heat her blood even more making her want so that as he finally began to push, she was relaxed and welcoming "mmmAH!&nbsp; L-lord Perceval..."
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				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>11-01-2016, 18:07:01</strong>
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				As he pushed he bit her a bit harder and licked the wound sealing it almost as fast as he made it. He also kept her arms securely pinned above her head so that there was no way she could back out now even if she wished. Perceval after all was accustomed to taking what he wanted when he wanted it rearguards.<br><br>But she was a virgin and he did have to work at getting his manhood inside of her. The effort even elicited a little grunt of effort from him before at last the dam of her hymen broke with a small spray and he slide easily into her inviting womb. Of course the scent of the spilling of such blood caused him to pause on top of her shivering like a winded stallion. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>11-01-2016, 22:49:58</strong>
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				Noelle Whimpered shivering beneath him, it was a trange filling sensation, her body felt like it was streatchin to far and it was... well not painful but more an ache of preassure,&nbsp; she didn't think it was that bad, untill her hit something, and had to push harder, then the pain hit a sharp jolt f awarness that had he flinching closing her eyes tightly trembling beneath him.&nbsp; He'd stopped as well... was it for her?<br><br>She looked up at him he seemed to be straining... holding himself back?&nbsp; did he know it hurt her?...&nbsp; "I-It's ok." she managed offering a smile, "I'm ok." she found herself saying reassuringly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>11-01-2016, 23:44:04</strong>
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				She clearly had mistaken why he paused but that was just as well. But at her reassurances he began to move with her in a tentative motion. Again it gave the impression of concern, but it was more a battle with himself because the smell of temptation was growing thicker and thicker in the room. He was not normally a predator that went for the kill, but at its core that was the nature of what he was. He just chose to temper such things a bit in moderation. Leaving trails of bodies laying about after all was bad for remaining inconspicuous. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 00:09:59</strong>
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				He began to move drawing a pleasured groan from her, the pain had faded to a delightful pressure her hips shifting slowly working to match his movements.&nbsp; I-it felt so good!&nbsp; her hands where trapped by his, she wanted to touch to explore, he had lavished her body with such Delicious attention, she wanted to do the same, she wanted to touch his firm chest run her fingers down, follow that faint trail of hair down.<br><br>"C-could you let go of my hands?&nbsp; I'm not going to push away I... I want to touch you..." she said softly blushing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 02:36:29</strong>
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				He relaxed more as she relaxed as it help to subdue his predatory instinct. At her request he released her hands and gripped the rails of the bed as his movements became more and more sure. He had taken as much blood from her as he dared but her firm maiden body was taking the edge off of other hungers just as swiftly. Soon little groans were escaping his throat as he moved with her in greater and greater urgency.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 13:47:24</strong>
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				he released her hands and she smiled fingers exploring tracing his face, down his throat She griped his shoulders, then trailed them slowly down his chest pausing to brush her thumbs across his nipples wondering if they might pleasure him the way his touch had pleasured her. he was moving faster deeper now her legs shifted and she reached up clinging to him throaty sounds and gasps escaping her in time with his own as she held him.&nbsp; Her hands slid down his back and in a spur cheeky moment she found herself grasping his ass and chuckling before sliding her hands back up head falling back with a deeply pleasured moan as he moved.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 17:18:12</strong>
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				When her fingers passed over his nipples he jerked slightly and gave a startled little gasp. It seemed that brief moment had given her a bit of the advantage over him. But it passed as soon as her fingers moved on. But when she squeezed his ass she could feel the tight muscles there ripple each and every time he pounded into her leaking pussy. The more she relaxed, and the more she was clearly enjoying herself the harder he took her.<br><br>At last his arms slid down to hook her legs in back of her knees and slightly lift them. The movement shifted the angle and opened her further for him. And the slow process of taking her virginity was clearly long past as it was replaced by intense rutting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 17:44:33</strong>
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				She felt him jerk and grinned feeling quiet proud of herself, she'd never felt very, in control with people, but exploring him she found that there was a level of, well feminine power to be had.&nbsp; There was pleasure and thrill Oh yes, she'd thought before had been a lot but now She was a little surprised a woman didn't go mad from it.<br><br>She gasped softly as he drew up her knees changing the angle, and suddenly she saw stars pin pricks of light in her vision as he delved deeper each stroke bringing more pleasure that had her building gasping, Grasping for more.&nbsp; she groaned louder as his thrusts pushed her closer to the edge her body tight and trembling so close.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 17:55:33</strong>
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				Lost in his own hungers and urges he used his grip on her legs to pull her body tighter to his. Then he let out a soft little growl as he went over the edge himself. The contractions of her body pulling the bloody seed from his body. Of course his seed was barren but the sensation was no less pleasing than when he had breathed for a living.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 18:09:31</strong>
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				Feeling him reach his own peak releasing inside her she cried out clutching tightly as she reached her own, riding the waves of shock and delight as the curiouse sensation of being filled hit her.&nbsp; As the waves rushed easing she relaxed slumping aginst the matress with a small smile of pure feminine delight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 21:57:01</strong>
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				He cuddled with her a while, but he could still feel the approaching sun. He did not have much longer until he had to slumber out of the killing rays so he reluctantly pulled free and sat back on his knees. The ample evidence of what they had done was there and stoked his hunger a bit more. But by now he was able to get those sort of urges under control. After all it would be hard to explain licking her virginal blood off of the sheets.<br><br>After a few moments he managed in his once more cultured tone "the sun rises soon and we should probably think about rest."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 22:33:55</strong>
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				She shifted as he sat up Smiling faintly he had Even held her afterwards.&nbsp; She knew from others that it wasn't uncommon for a man to just rollover after the deed was done, so she didn't mind at all when he finnaly parted from her "Oh?&nbsp; Yes then We should..." she blushed faintly "If I wake up before you do, would it be alright for me to request another bath?..." she asked a little sheepishly <br><br>"I didn't realise it was... uh... so messy..." she managed blushing, now passion and desire had ebbed, Ingrained modesty was returning and she was feeling rather sheepish and unsure of how to adress things.<br><br>"Um... I'll make no demands of you... but, Thank you, I thought, well... I know from accounts it can be painful and very unplesent... so, Thank you, for giving me so Much... pleasure." she said with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 17:55:04</strong>
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				He dipped his head "make any requests you like and wander the house as you see fit." He then began to rise and dress. Of course his resting place was well hidden and he knew his servants were loyal. So he had no fear of being caught unaware when the sun was in the sky. That after all was the greatest weakness of his kind, but one did not get to be old by being stupid when it came to such matters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 18:57:18</strong>
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				Noelle blinked when he spoke Giving her permission to wander but not commenting on her thanks, she noded smiling "Yes, Thank you, uh... sleep well." she said Shifting to the edge of the bed so she could grab her night gown and pull it over and dress blushing faintly, what was... well how should she act now? she wasn't sure.&nbsp; she jolted faintly, her body had a plesent ache to it but she also felt oddly weak, It reminded her of when she'd get animic when she was younger... how odd.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 20:56:30</strong>
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				He had not commented on her thanks because he was not so sure such a thing was a matter to be thankful for. But his mind was already growing cloudy because of the approach of the sun. Such matters were better handled the next eve when thought came more easy. So with a curt nod he excused himself without a word and left the room and closed the door lightly behind him.<br><br>From there he soon slipped into one of he secret passages and from there to his resting place. Unlike in popular fiction he did not sleep in a coffin. The coffin was a historical fact because it was indeed a light proof and sun proof box. But in this case Percival had a room that was perfectly secure and thus he fell to slumber in a bed and not in a box.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 21:04:22</strong>
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				Noelle was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, her whole body plesently aching and exhausted as the sun climbed then slowly started to dip into late afternoon she dreamed vividly.<br><br>She work the fiery red light of late afternoon at first a little groggy and disoriented.&nbsp; that cleared as sleep did first memories of traveling... then memories of Her host.&nbsp; she blushed brightly resting her hand on her belly They had... oh goodness....<br><br>She stood gasping weakly as her knees wobbled steadying herself she called for another bath but wasn't quiet able to look the Servant in the eye it was a bit embarrassing, was it obvious?&nbsp; It would be when the sheets where washed.&nbsp; After she bathed she dressed the dress quiet conservative, even for her, perhaps penance for the night before but, the fact was, she couldn't bring herself to regret it,&nbsp; Oh she knew a proper lady never would have gotten into such a situation n the first place, but, well... She was probably never going to have another opportunity and she'd rather enjoyed herself.&nbsp; no one was harmed so it seemed silly to think of it as a sin.<br><br>Feeling better she explored the estate it was quiet grand and amazing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 16:28:08</strong>
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				She was given unfettered access to the estate, but the one thing the servants insisted on was making sure she ate and drank. It seemed like every time she turned around one of them was stuffing her. Of course that was by design. The servants knew well the master's hungers and were taking care to make sure his guest did not get too weak. Of course the servants were also his eyes and ears being but an extension of himself through various dark arts.<br><br>But still there was no sign of the redhead while there was even a hint of the sun in the sky. It had after all been ages since he had even seen a glow in the sky and he did not miss it in the least.
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				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 23:50:47</strong>
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				It was weird no matter where she looked one of the servants was popping up with food... "Um.. It's not that I don't appreciate your hospitality but Honestly I am full." she said weakly after about the fifth time almost running into someone standing by with a tray.&nbsp; It was very kind of them to offer, But she was getting full at this rate she'd never have any room for dinner!&nbsp; and she'd hate to be rude to her host and not eat with him.<br><br>"He must be quiet tired..." she blushed brightly thinking about why that might be "Oh my...."&nbsp; She walked over to one of the windows watching as twilight set in the sky beautiful hues of purples and blues.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>21-01-2016, 16:46:12</strong>
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				She had plenty of time to watch the sunset because her host did not rise until it was pitch black. He had just left anything remotely human that far behind. If Noelle stuck around long it would be an issue that would have to be addressed, but for now the matter could be skipped around.<br><br>At last the servants had left her alone and when the sun had set they had stoked up the fires of the manor. Soon the Lord appeared dressed in a silk poet's shirt and dark, lace up, breeches that hugged his body. He arrived approaching her from behind and his foot falls did not make a sound. There was a slight tingling of his presence a moment before he places his hand on top of her shoulder and spoke softly "good evening."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>21-01-2016, 20:29:56</strong>
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				There was an awareness before he touched her so that when he did she didn't start, turning to him she smiled warmly "Good evening." she said shifting "The sunset is beautiful up here I envy you the view." she said with a soft chuckle "Did you sleep well?&nbsp; I was starting to worry a little it's gotten s late, I feel bad for keeping you up." she admitted sheepishly.&nbsp; Goodness even dressed so casually he was quiet handsome.&nbsp; She didn't think herself a shallow woman, but well there was no harm in appreciating a good looking man.&nbsp; <br><br>"You have such a wonderful home, and very generous staff though I must say I know I'm not the thinnest woman but I don't need to eat every few moments. it was kind of them but I could burst." she said with a laugh turning to the window her expression fading a bit.&nbsp; "Herve' has left, I let him go now, One more day would just be postponing the inevitable." she said shifting she shrugged weakly but her eyes where sad and down cast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>21-01-2016, 22:05:24</strong>
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				He did not ever get to see the sunset and this place had literally been his home forever. He was actually one of the first inhabitants of the area. That was until a creature that they had thought a goddess had come to him in the night and turned him into a hungry little thing. He had been more of a monster for years but then Vlad had taught him how to be more of a thinking creature. <br><br>So the wry smile he gave was not forced when he made the bad quip "oh I slept like the dead." He then listened to her describe the departure of her man. He understood it was a sad thing for her. But in the end it was for the best. He had still not decided what to do with her, but there could have been nothing but death for her man. So he rubbed her back a bit and made a sympathetic sound before adding "it is probably for the best in the long run."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>21-01-2016, 23:19:32</strong>
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				She nodded "Yes Even if I do get a job as a governess I'd never be able to afford to pay him. it's not fair to him or his family to cling to Nostalgia." she said taking a breath and smiling up at him "I'm glad you slept well." she said warmly Shifting to walk just wanting to move "I noticed you have many Antiques, Is this a family estate?&nbsp; I'm just curious, I have to admit My father did Instill a love of history in me." she said a little sheepishly "At times I wonder what it would have been like in time before, Knights on chargers, Isolated villages... the world must have seemed so small..." she said musingly.<br><br>"Now, if you wanted you could charter a ship and go as far as the orient." she said smiling oh the idea of going there, seeing the rich culture how different, how diverse, what did they eat there?&nbsp; did they take English tea?&nbsp; "Oh.. Ah I apologize I'm jabbering away."
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				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>22-01-2016, 16:22:38</strong>
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				"Yes, the place his been in my family for ages" he answered as he began to move with her. His steps making utterly no sound at all. He let her continue talking and smiled a bit "I have never been to the Orient." Indeed the different kinds of vampires they had there did not take well to intrusion. "In fact I have never traveled much at all."<br><br>He considered a bit "have you ever thought of being anything other than a governess? Perhaps traveling and studying?" Arranging such was certainly within his means. But travel was so vastly complicated for him. But then again with the right companion the knowledge gained might prove invaluble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>22-01-2016, 20:30:19</strong>
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				She smiled "It's lovely." she said turning "No?&nbsp; My father went when he was a young man, a couple books I brought are ones he collected there." she said then blinked "really?&nbsp; I enjoy traveling quiet a bit, learning all I can Unfortunately it's a lot more complicated for a woman alone, and the last couple years Father needed me here." she said smiling Idally <br><br>"Now I'd never find a position for the funds to go any farther then France if I'm lucky." she said Sighing "Things have progressed but it is still very difficult for a woman alone... it's frustrating that my gender means more then my mind." she said huffing out a breath turning to him "If you could go anywhere where would you go?" she asked curiously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>22-01-2016, 20:47:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"What is hard about a woman alone?" He asked in genuine curiosity "I know you are a weaker sex but it is not like books put up a lot of fight." True to his times he was of course a chauvinist, but research was indeed something that did not require physical skills other than when doing say a dig. Thus in his thinking a weak woman would be suited not to mention they had a better disposition for the tedious than a man.<br><br>"And I do need a skilled researcher to fill my interests. Have you ever considered filling the space in my service and friendship that your father once did?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>22-01-2016, 20:55:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A woman traveling alone is often looked down upon and there are still places where a woman even accompanied cannot go in to shop particularly some books stores!&nbsp; whats worse is those are useually bookstores that sell Valuable reserch material for study!" she said then the rest of what he said clicked and she stared at him "Women&nbsp; are not weaker... we can be just as capable as men." she said primly then shrugged "I'm not though." she said and laughed shaking her head "I know it shouldn't be an issue but some people still veiw women as not just a 'weaker' sex but less intelligent." she said "It can be fustrating."<br><br>"W-what?&nbsp; Me you mean?&nbsp; W-well I'd be honored but are you sure?" she asked suprise mixed with delight
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>24-01-2016, 13:17:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well there is the travel and entrance matter, but on the other hand you concern yourself too much with what others think. And women are generally physically weaker if not mentally so. That is a simple trick of biology, but has nothing to do with sharpness of wit." He at last sat down and stippled his fingers "and yes I mean you. But then there are the issued we just spoke of that we would need to figure out how to work around."<br><br>Of course females of his kind or ghouls who had fed on is blood did not have the strength shortcomings that mortals did. But taking those steps would require a lot more thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 10:02:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				she blushed faintly "Ah.. I... Hrmm... I do... I never used to." she admitted with a sigh tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.&nbsp; "I wanted to protect my father so I became 'proper lady' never acting outside societies expectations... To do that I had to be very aware and play to others thoughts of me." she explained smiling ruefully "It's silly, and yes a habit I should break."<br><br>Looking over she nodded and shifted thoughtfully before sitting herself "I know of a couple ladies who have dressed as men to travel unhindered... But I am to... womanly for that." she said touching her chest , Yes and ample bosom would be far more difficult to hide then a flat chested woman.<br><br>"Perhaps a letter saying I act as your Proxy?.. hmm... But Theres no guarantee they would believe the letter wasn't a forgery..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 19:51:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She could see him thinking and after a bit he spoke "well I would say that with the passing of your father you no longer have to be quite son concerned about appearances. And a letter of proxy and such would indeed help. We will need to ponder some other details as well." He brooded a bit longer and then asked "is there any particular area of your father's research that interests you most? And I would also like to point out that many of the answers you seek do not reside in libraries. It will require you to get off the beaten path and indeed travel in some more dangerous places if you really wish to dig."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 19:55:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded "Thats true, it'll just be a question of changing the habit I suppose." she said honestly frowning thoughtfully "Actually Both you and he have made me quiet interested in this idea of other worldly creatures... If a creature did exsist that lived for so long with such abbilities." she trailed "Well, the idea itself is fasinating, eve more what if they need something? what if there is something they can't find or do... if I could find something that could help someone, that would be nice.&nbsp; Reaserch is all well and good but ultimately I'd like to help, to contribute something with my work." she said honestly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 21:20:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He did not mention much about long lived beings. She was not ready for that sort of information yet. But such research was always voluble to him. His kind was long, long, lived if they did it right. Stay out of the sun and avoid sharp sticks and one lasted a long time. Unfortunately too many took too many risks in their arrogance. He was never one of those sorts. But with his kind's history lost to the ages there were always useful bits of knowledge that could be gleaned from legend and lore. Besides it helped past the long and lonely nights.<br><br>But at last he posed another question to her "so what can you envision as helping and how?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 22:50:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She shrugged "I don't really know." she said with a laugh "I mean if a person lived that long they would if careful have all the money and power a person could want, so what comes after that?&nbsp; The desire of companionship?&nbsp; Community?&nbsp; I don't know, Maybe there's more out there, Beyond them even." she mused <br><br>"It makes me wonder, if such a thing is possible what else could be?&nbsp; Some time ago, My father read a story from one of his books to me, an old script he had gotten in the orient,&nbsp; it spoke of a princess who lived on the moon.&nbsp; What if that was true, what if at night when we look at the moon, there ae People looking at the earth?" she said shivering "The idea it's... thrilling in a way.&nbsp; So if Long lived beings exsist why not people on the moon? I don't know what I might find thats why I want to look.&nbsp; Potential I guess." she said laughing lightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>26-01-2016, 15:25:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Long life can get rather boring. In the end the struggles that so many complain about is what keeps the thrill alive. After a while one tends to seek out obstacles to overcome." The way he said it was in more of a personal manner than one might expect. But then again it was just as likely to be his mannerisms when it came to discussing such things. "And companionship can become over rated when as the years roll by one has to wonder if their companions have unwholesome designs." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>26-01-2016, 18:50:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up "You almost sound like you have personal experience.&nbsp; I think long life would be wonderful, Think of all the thing you could experience, to go from relying on horses to travel to the construction of the steam engine.&nbsp; The industrial revolution must be such an amazing time for someone long lived." she said frowning slightly at his next comment<br><br>"I'm sorry I'm not sure I really understand, what do you mean, unwholesome designs?" she asked 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>27-01-2016, 17:09:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have done a lot of research on such matters. From what I understand the years tend to breed resentments as well as bitterness." Perceval realized he had been couching things in too personal of a way. But it was indeed true. One could not appreciate how burdensome immortality&nbsp; was until you experienced it. When all you ever knew withered and died around you and you are left gradually with nothing except that immortality that you jealously clung to. But a mere mortal simply would not understand. So he tried another tact.<br><br>"Think of it this way. Life lives off of life, all life does that and thus without death life looses much of its meaning. Think about it Noelle, in order for anything to eat and prosper something has to die."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>27-01-2016, 17:24:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded "I suppose thats true as well, Then again all good comes with bad, it's a natural balance to how things work." she said thoughtfully. "But I could see how bitterness could grow, promises made from a normal person to a long lived person would have fa diffrent meanings for each.&nbsp; I have a hard time imagining where I might be, five yeas from now... but someone long lived could say confidently where they'd be one hundred years from now." she said softly that was a rather daunting thought.<br><br>"Do you mean?... what one would have to do... to live so long?" she asked shifting "I'm assuming you mean more then just needing to eat more." she said thoughtfully I wonder what someone like that would eat?" she murmured thoughtfully.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>28-01-2016, 16:47:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her train of thought seemed to bemuse him "so even considering all of the issues with long life you still ask how it might be achieved? With words like that I might think you were not paying particularly close attention." Of course he did not answer her questions either. He had known her roughly 24 hours. One did not make ages long commitments based on such short acquaintances.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>28-01-2016, 22:16:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head "well in a hypothetical way.&nbsp; I mean if someone where ... hrrm... how do I put this.. ah So, say you where one of these, immortal beings.&nbsp; and you had the inclination and ability to do that to me, I would need to consider, I'd want all the facts the good and bad things so I could make an informed decision." she said "Of course this is all based on the idea that an immortal being could make another person immortal which I mean is a little far fetched even if you do believe immortals do exsist."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 20:56:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well the topic was getting close to home. But he carried on anyway "well getting all of the facts is certainly a good plan. The thing is one is not always given a choice in such matters." And that was true. He had not been given any choice in the matter and he knew few who had. And even given choices one often looked back with the advantage of hind sight and realized they had made the wrong decision.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 23:15:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle nodded thoughtfully rubbing her chin, "that's true, I suppose if that was the case all a person could do would be to make the best of the situation, after all if it can't be changed then worrying about it isn't going to fix anything." she said honestly "Of course I say that having never been in that situation.&nbsp; It's easy to say." she said laughing sheepishly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>01-02-2016, 15:25:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He inclined his head to her "that is indeed the case. I am not sure if you have dinned, but I need to excuse myself for a little while. I will be back a bit later in the evening." He still had to feed and he could not risk feeding on her yet again. So some things were best taken care of alone. He had a secure herd and he did not expect to have to overtly hunt. That was good in such situations when one needed sustenance swiftly. Of course it was not very fulfilling, it was imminently more satisfying to hunt, but at times that was not practical.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>01-02-2016, 15:45:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled "No I haven't but I've been well fed." she assured goodness the idea of dinner after all that food.&nbsp; "Oh yes of course please see to your needs." she said warmly moving towards one of the book cases and browsing more then able to occupy herself while he ate what she assumed would be a normal dinner.&nbsp; of course alone she wondered just what it was that pushed his research. her fathers interest had been to help.&nbsp; her own interest stemmed from that.&nbsp; What was the drive of Lord Percivel?&nbsp; Did he want to discover a new species? Was he hoping to find a way to live forever? no she doubted that, when they spoke of long life he seemed quiet melencholy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>02-02-2016, 20:01:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Percivel excused himself and Noelle began to peruse hiss books she found as would be expected a collection that rivaled her father's. But soon one book captured her full attention. It was called The Book of Nod and was a sort of alternative version of the bible. It was an enthralling tale that began with the story of Adam and Eve like Genesis in the bible. Only in this version Eve was Adam's second wife. His first wife was named Lilith and she and Adam quarreled over the fact he would not let her be on top during sex.<br><br>The Book of Nod then went on to the tale of Caine and Able. Apparently, after slaying Able and being cursed Caine became a nocturnal, blood drinking being. He then went on to sire thirteen progeny and each of those progeny gave rise to a clan of their own. These Antediluvian of course were all born well before Noah's flood. The book was engrossing and carried on despite the fact that the Church would be utterly appalled at such a text.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 10:25:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The collection was quiet impressive, Her father willing him the books he did suddenly made sense.&nbsp; The man had quiet an eclectic collection of his own, and her fathers books would be well suited.<br><br>A book caught her eye and she pulled it from the shelf moving to sit and read.&nbsp; it wasn't long before she realized what it was. Part of her thought she should put it back, this sort of thing would cause more then the church to excommunicate a person, heck if the right person got angry enough about it a person could be executed for such a ting... but... she couldn't bring herself to do it, it was, fascinating.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 17:31:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was right in that in her age such a tome could indeed get one burned at the stake. But it was soon evident she was reading a history of the vampiric race. Of course such things were as much legend as fact so it was very open to interpretation. But the same could also be said about the bible if one were prone to such free thought.<br><br>Each of the Clans took on the name of their progenitor. Each with special skills and each with certain curses and weaknesses. Of course then the progenitors began to look on their line as slaves and chattel. And they looked at those closer to Caine with greed and envy and soon an all out war developed between the imortals. Sometimes the war ran hot, sometimes it ran cold, and certain Clans had great dislike for each other but always there was strife. All in all it sounded like a rather bitter and strife filled condition.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 17:39:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was so much, a vivid and detailed history it could so easily be someone story a long tale a legend, but could something like the bible be considered any less in some ways?&nbsp; the more she learned the more she felt sad.&nbsp; there was a sadness for these people, who where it seemed, just so unhappy. constantly at war, what was the point of long life if it was spent in conflicxt and carrying bitter grudges?... perhapse that was a benifit of short life,&nbsp; carrying a grudge just meant missing out on life...<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>05-02-2016, 21:05:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And grudges they did carry for ages on end seemingly over the slightest misunderstanding. Indeed it appeared that these being were not opposed to sending entire civilizations of mortals to war over such matters. And so in the tet it appeared that the legendary Trojan Wars were at the manipulation of just such invisible masters. The wars of Rome and Carthage another example of the same. Untold thousands died over hurt vampiric feelings.<br><br>So engrossing was the book though that she did not note the return of her host. Of course he moved so silently that it was pretty easy to miss his presence until he was just there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>07-02-2016, 20:54:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				it was startling, if these creatures had such power... over so many lives, and to use them like some sort of grand match against each other... but... why? over the pettiest of greivences, Wasn't there a bigger picture? all that time fighting, did none of them think it was, heartless?&nbsp; to waste so many lives?&nbsp; it seemed so different all the more difficult to understand.<br><br>More then that... the waste. Hiding away and plotting, when there would be no reason not to work with people, certainly if they where so powerful what would it matter if the church did disapprove?<br><br>She shook her head, so vastly different. it was hard t imagine.&nbsp; she knew culture could be different but how could any culture so easily disregard life? after all, even these weren't truly immortal beings, if they could die, especially with such long lives... shouldn't they understand? wouldn't they maybe even pity the weakness of people, who don't even know they relie on them?.....<br><br>"Huh? OH!&nbsp; L-l-lord Percival, I apologize I, well I was reading and oh you can see that of course it was quiet I mean, very engrossing and..." she blushed standing abruptly feeling oddly like she'd been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>08-02-2016, 18:08:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He did not seemed at all put out that she was reading one of his books, In fact he looked to see just what she was reading and then gave a dry chuckle. "I suspect the Church would not approve of the blasphemous things in that particular text." He then seated himself across from her and asked in a tone that might make her feel like a young woman before a stern teacher "so what would be your interpretation of the things that you have read in there so far?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>08-02-2016, 19:49:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed faintly "Well the church isn't here and what they don't know won't hurt me." she said primly though she'd closed the book now "Hrmm... The first thing that comes to mind is just how wasteful these being are.&nbsp; Long lived creatures wasting yeas and other peoples lives, people who don't have the strength or years they do.&nbsp; All wasted on stupid in fighting and petty grievesnses." she said honestly "I rather think if your going to have such a long life like these beings Then you should have more respect for the things around you that don't instead of sending them off for pointless infighting.&nbsp; And they certainly aren't helping themselves.&nbsp; Maybe they don't even want help if their more interested in pithy arguing then dealing with far more important matters." she said tone cutting, then she blushed <br><br>"It just... It seemed such a waste is all..." she mumbled embaressed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>10-02-2016, 19:38:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned a bit predatorially "well much of life is wasteful and what else would an immortal have to pass the endless nights? I mean money, power, glory are all amusing things but one can only accumulate so much of it before it becomes rather cliche." He then approached her still standing as she was seated. This difference in perspective put her face right on the same level as his groin and he reached out and toyed with her hair. "And careful saying that you can do what you like as long as the church is not watching. That might get you into trouble."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>10-02-2016, 19:59:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head "I would have thought intellectual pursuits might due perhaps scientific research? engineering, this is the age of industrial revolution! new inventions are made practically daily. I'm sure this could have come much sooner if the long lived had Provided their own time and skills." she said blushing as he walked over. uncomfortable with her eye level she looked up at him <br><br>"A-ah yes well..." she shifted slightly "I believe That worrying about that sort of thing is a little late... after all considering our ... Evening..." his predatory smile had a curl of heat building inside her so much about him was just so appealing, intelligent, open minded about women, well read.&nbsp; and she was honest enough to admit to herself she found him attractive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 17:46:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to toy with her hair and smiled a bit more "so you are saying you are game for anything since it is too late?" Of course that was not what she was saying but he manipulated her words and intent easily to his own ends. In fact his force of personality was such that it made his manipulation sound pretty dam appealing. "There are after all degrees of depravity I am sure you might decide you like once you have experienced them."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 20:37:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle blushed brightly She wanted to stand, feeling at quiet a disadvantage sitting but he was so close.&nbsp; "I-I... I'm not against exploring.&nbsp; I've always been a person who believed that if it doesn't hurt anyone why should it matter to the church what you do.&nbsp; I changed for my father but Deep downs my beliefs never really changed I just ... well I..."&nbsp; She had thought she was brave, even adventure after all she so desperately wanted to travel and explore distant lands.&nbsp; but Somehow along with the thrill of feeling sch deep pleasure again there was also a sense of intimidation, once again she felt like the prey... no, the mouse being toyed with by the cat a play thing before she was devoured whole.<br><br>"A-alright... But If I say Stop You must stop... i-is that a deal?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 23:20:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a throaty chuckle as her mixture of arousal and fear was a heady mixture. "But of course" he cooed. Of course he would do whatever he wanted no matter what he said. Lying was something that came quite easy to him. Continuing to toy with her hair with one hand he used the other to open his breeches and free his cock. The thick, hard, member was now right in front of her face and quivering slightly. The glistening tip nearly brushed her lips in the process. They had, had sex the night before, but this time it was a bit more open. And now literally in front of her eyes and face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 23:33:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle smiled Glad he had agreed That was another nice thing about him he really seemed quiet reasonable. She tilted her head a little towards the hand that toyed with her hair. It was sort of nice, a quiet intimacy with just the two of them.&nbsp; As he freed him self from his breechs she flushed brightly "Oh!" she shot a look at the door to make sure it was just the two of them.<br><br>"H-here?&nbsp; But someone could walk in." she said startled after all in the privacy of a bedroom was one thing but here when one of his servants could walk in at any time?&nbsp; Despite her reservations there was an electric thrill up her spine at the thought. She glanced at the firm member, That had been inside her... it was a little hard to imagine it even though it had happened! Remebering what he had done prior she had a fairly good guess of what he wanted her to do.&nbsp; She licked her lips nervously before leaning forward lightly kissing the tip blushing brighter. It was an odd feeling, Both hard, and soft.&nbsp; fasinating in a way. there was a satly taste to it as she moved parting her lips slowly and accepting the tip into her mouth trembling slightly in part from nervs as she didn't want to hurt him and in part Embaressed, she was guessing after all, what if she was compleatly wrong?&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>11-02-2016, 23:45:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I thought you were being adventurous" he answered in response to her inquiry about location. But then he made a little sound as she kissed his tip and ultimately engulfed it with her mouth. Of course she was awkward and guessing but that did not lessen his pleasure. Indeed she could feel just how cool his skin was especially against her hot, wet, mouth. The sensation of body heat was always intoxicating to him and so he slightly tightened his fingers even as he gave an ever so slight press for more depth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>12-02-2016, 00:19:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shot him a look with an arched brow but ultimately nodded, It was true.&nbsp; The sound he made was pleasure and bolstered her confidence with his fingers in her hair she moved forward taking more of him in, It was cool like cold fruit on a summer day.&nbsp; She'd noticed it yesterday to, he was quiet, cold.&nbsp; Not in personality but physically, not Icy but certainly colder then she would expect.<br><br>She shifted forward on the chair reaching her hands forward wanting to explore.&nbsp; He'd seen all of her the night befre, all the things no one else ever had. and, while she'd seen things she'd never hand a chance to touch to explore.&nbsp; that desire for Knowledge mixed with the desire for pleasure and to pleasure him led her to gently exploring what was not yet in her mouth with her fingers, careful gentle touches and caresses.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>13-02-2016, 18:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mildly irritated look she gave him with his cock between her lips was more than a little arousing. She also had begun to explore with her fingers what she could not fit in her mouth. As he could feel his flesh warming to her temperature he shifted closer. His hands both going to toying with the hair at the back of her head as he began to slowly work his length in and out of her moist mouth.<br><br>The sounds he made got slightly louder as her fingers explored his exposed length. Sensing her desire to touch he shifted one of his hands from her hair to one of hers and guided it to his ass. The skin there was cold as well, but she could feel his buttocks tense a moment before his length slid deeper between her lips with each and every deliberate stroke.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>13-02-2016, 18:23:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed softly, his hands playing with her hair cradling almost, the back of her head it was... Nice.&nbsp; this strange mix of domination and Tenderness, He guided her hand around and her fingers moved over the smooth mound of skin that was his backside.&nbsp; cool as well she closed her eyes feeling the gentle push in and out like the night before, Ah&nbsp; Suddenly the appeal of this for him made sense, it was the same concept as Actual sex But with her mouth, a dmination, Maybe even trust since She had more power, after all she could bite him.&nbsp; She wouldn't of course but that's probably why it was desierable to him.&nbsp; <br><br>It was amazing the things she was learning, His sounds made her feel, powerful in an inherintly feminine way.&nbsp; He was Making these sound because of her.&nbsp; remebering the pleasure he'd given her the night before, she wanted to return the favor, make him feel just as good as she had.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>15-02-2016, 19:58:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sounds he made became more and more intense. At last his hands fell away from her to brace himself on the back of her chair leaving her in a bit more control as the only place he was touching her was his shaft between her lips. And then she could feel him swell slightly and strain, quivering a moment before he erupted into her warm oral cavity. His legs shook a bit as even with his unnatural stamina as he had trouble keeping them under him.<br><br>Of course as he recovered some of the implications occurred to him. His seed, like his blood held some of his unnatural vitality. If she swallowed it she would gain some of that. A little bit extra strength, a little bit extra vitality, and some heightened senses. It was not a step he had planned to take. Just yet anyway, but now it was done so he had no plans of informing her even though she would no doubt feel the effects. Of course it would also have other effects as well. She would have a bit more confidence, a bit more aggression, and a lot more sexual drive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>15-02-2016, 20:08:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel the change in him the swelling the quivering, it was fascinating.&nbsp; she hadn't been half as aware the night before and as he erupted in her mouth she pulled back swallowing reflexively she coughed once ore out of surprise then anything looking up at him she Grinned a little sheepishly "I take that as a sign that I did it right." she said unawar of a single pearly bead of his seed at the corner of her mouth.<br><br>As she looked at him she felt o... so aware of what they had done,&nbsp; and she wanted more.&nbsp; the night before flashed through her mind and she shifted forward standing an trapping him between her body and the chair behind him "I must admit My Lord... I'm not quiet satisfied." she said leaning forward to kiss him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>16-02-2016, 17:30:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Perceval expected a bit of a change in her, but she was more aggressive than he had anticipated. He had to admit he rather liked the affect and resolved to press a few more of her buttons. A small smirk creased his lips as he gathered the drop at the corner of her mouth with his finger tip and held it to her lips "you missed some."<br><br>At the same time as she pinned him back to the chair he pointedly turned his head and said "no." It was an open challenge, of course she was like as not now inclined to just take what she wanted. A small little monster having been given the breath of life in her darkening soul.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>16-02-2016, 18:34:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled it was so... Liberating, this surge of confidence on powerful feelings, She liked it a lot. all the more because of how downtrodden shed felt lately, stiffled by needing to toe the line.&nbsp; She didn't regret her decision, it kept her father safe in the only way she could, but it had still been so restrictive.&nbsp; She Looked at the finger tip seeing what she missed and, feeling wicked Licked the tip gently swiping up the small dot before moving and sucking his whole finger into her mouth and giving a strong suck before pulling back.<br><br>When he turned his head and refused she frowned But she wanted... Ah!&nbsp; She frowned thoughtfully. It was in his right to say no, She herself had made the deal, No meant no... She lifted her hands and stood back a couple steps and smiled a slow curle of her lips. "Alright, that's fair... But I suppose that's just denying yourself in the long run." she said, she remembered the parties what matrons spoke of.&nbsp; Oh she wanted it now but the want would fade.&nbsp; Unlike men who almost 'needed' it, a woman could hold out.&nbsp; He could refuse... for now.<br><br>It was a strange and wonderful feeling, to have the confidence to back off knowing it wasn't the end.&nbsp; To be able to stop and not think she'd failed in someway to get a refusal.&nbsp; no, He was playing with her.&nbsp; She wasn't sure why but, she was positive that was the point of his refusal.&nbsp; And, it made giggle<br><br>"I-I'm sorry.. I'm trying to b quiet serious but... I just... I don't know... I feel so Strong right now. it's amazing!&nbsp; I'm not laughing at you just It's more of a Giddy laughter." she explained smiling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>16-02-2016, 20:07:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He clucked his tongue a bit in disappointment "if you are really being enlightened then you take what you desire. Allow me to show you." Then rather faster than she could really think or register he pounced her. And even before she knew what was happening she found herself bent over an end table and her skirt hiked up to expose her bare ass. She could feel the tip of his cock as it brushed her thighs while his hand fisted into the back of her hair and held her firm. Of course her inner demon rebelled at being treated so submissively.<br><br>But just as her situation registered, really registered. She was about to get fucked bent over a table like some wanton little whore. He suddenly gave her a sharp smack on the bare ass and then released her. It was humiliating, embarrassing, and completely arousing all at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>16-02-2016, 20:39:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't have time to gasp before she found her self bent ove the table.&nbsp; Her fingers curled as he gripped her hair holding her in place,&nbsp; How dare he?&nbsp; A sense of insult and anger filled her.&nbsp; Then she yelped as he smacked he ass a slid crack of flesh on flesh that made her jump. He stepped back and she stood fixing her skirts Blushing brightly how dare her treat her like that?&nbsp; She wasn't some Wanton... she wasn't a Milk maid out for a tumble!<br><br>It hit this sense ofirritation She whipped around and Jumped him shoving him back at the chair so he had no chance knees bending from the force of hitting the seat knees on either side she sat on his lap hand on the back of the chair She smiled "Like this?" she asked feeling thrilled, surprised but thrilled more...<br><br>"I can take what I want like this?&nbsp; Even though you said no?" she asked Moving her hands caressing one side of his face as she kissed the other moving till her fingers gripped his hair pulling his head to the side to kiss down his jaw and throat "Just like this?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>16-02-2016, 20:59:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course he could escape any time he desired. But he let her woman handle him and pull his hair turning his head and exposing his lips and neck. And she had the unexplained urge to sink her teeth into him and make him bleed. Even as she felt the bulge of his cock in his breeches where it rode against her under her skirts. His eyes closed and he gave her ass another sharp smack only this time she at least had some clothing to pad the blow.<br><br>"You could, but I do not think you are woman enough to" he taunted her. "Even now you ask permission as you paint your semblance of control." On some levels his words were true and that made them sting even more. And that sting led to primal urges she did not know she even had the screamed for your to make the words false.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>16-02-2016, 21:06:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was... enticing, long smooth skin his throat exposed, she wanted to nibble, to bite, to see him bleed, it seemed so cruel... and thrilling.&nbsp; he smacked her again and in retaliation before she could think she bit him hard then released and puled back watching the ed welts from her teeth a stark contrast to his pale skin.&nbsp; "Control is control, I'm not asking permission, I'm asking what You want.&nbsp; I know what I want, I know I could take it, that's a heady thrill, But I also know I'm not an animal.&nbsp; I demanded respect from you, If I said no you stop.&nbsp; You deserve that same consideration, if you say stop, I'll stop." she said shifting nibbling his ear wanting to nip and lick all over "That, that is the real meaning of control.&nbsp; Having the power to take what you want, but having the mind to keep yourself retrained and calm...." she purred<br><br>"I like your taste...." she murmured licking the blood that beaded from the bite
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>18-02-2016, 17:39:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He did not really react to the bite or the fact she drew blood and was now lapping at it. That was after all to be expected and when one was what he was such things as bites had long ago become rather common place. But what he really wanted and wanted to do was to push her past her limits. Her words showed that she still was not ready to pass those limits so he proceeded to torment her a bit more.<br><br>His hips writhed under her which in turn brushed his bare cock against her. "But maybe behaving with a bit of animal impulses might be more liberating than you realize." It was true after all. If one kept such things bottle up too tightly then inevitably when they erupted it was very messy. Better to learn to release such yearnings and enjoy their momentary depravity. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>18-02-2016, 20:03:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It clicked, He was goading her.&nbsp; She felt a bit stupid not having figured it out.&nbsp; He wanted her to do what she wanted that's exactly what he was saying right? yes that made the most sense, after all why grind aginst her such a way let her feel that heat then pull away. She gripped his hair pulling his head bak to lavish more attetion on his throat, it seemed so erotic to her.&nbsp; She shifted her hips reaching her other hand down to grab his shaft, Not hard of course she didn't want to hurt him after all, but firmly enough that as she adjusted her hip she slid down onto it easily Moaning as She took him in wholly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>21-02-2016, 21:27:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took her a moment or two to catch on. But at last she did and as she slid onto his shaft he even made a show of resisting. His arms flopped over his head and he struggled as if he would shove her away. Of course he did no such thing and his struggles only served to work him and and out of her body in a very jerky, and enticing manner. Their movements were much more frantic and exciting than the previous evening. In fact they soon tumbled to the floor with her on top as a side table was upset in the process. Of course on other levels his feigned struggles appealed to the infant predator that was taking root in her blood and triggered an innate to pin him down and fuck him senseless despite his struggles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>21-02-2016, 21:54:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt funny the best she could describe it to her self was a predator with her prey, she felt so... so powerful.&nbsp; and all his weak struggles only served to make her all the more excited! She growled delighted as they tumbled to the floor she ground against him finding the best way to move, it was a delightful wonderful experiment to find all the best ways to get pleasure. it was hard, not painful but so deep so fast Oh god, she grinned moving clinging to him.<br><br>She grabbed his wrist pinning him to the floor she growled delighted moving to bite harder at his throat enjoying the new experience.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>23-02-2016, 19:17:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her little growls were certainly an improvement. Of course he had not made her like him and she was not going to start combusting in direct sunlight. But one of the things a long life gave was an abundance of time to observe the human condition. And Noelle needed a bit more brashness, a bit more aggression, and their little games would go a long way to providing that. So he tilted his head and struggled slightly to keep his throat from her as he made her have to work in order to keep his hands pinned down.<br><br>Of course this only served to make their bodies writhe together even more. If not for the fact she was still clothed she would be well on her way to having him anyway she desired at the moment. But the interfering garments kept that from happening even if his manhood was free and trapped between them. That particular delay added another degree of frustration which only served to stoke the fires to greater and greater heights.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>26-02-2016, 01:05:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She scowled as he struggled, hrmph well she'd show him.&nbsp; she kept her grip in his hair firm as she attacked his throat biting a bit harder How dare he refuse her!&nbsp; SO much swirled and boiled inside her, a power she hadn't known she was capable of.&nbsp; it was rather intoxicating.<br><br>Her clothing seemed far to tight far to restrictive pulling the laces free was easy and slithering from the fabric even more so because how much she wanted to! tossing the fabric aside she grinned grasping his shoulders and pinning him to the floor with a chuckle "Relax, You'll enjoy it!&nbsp; You did last night after all." she said laughing lightly as she moved to kiss him, if he tried to turn his head she simply grabbed it holding him in place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>27-02-2016, 12:30:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When she bit harder she got another intoxicating spurt of his blood. His vitality being what it was the wound soon sealed denying her more, but it was like another shot to an alcoholic or another hit to an addict. And it infused her even more as she disrobed. There were even a few tearing sounds before soon they were both naked as the day they were born all be it he was born a long time earlier.<br><br>When she moved to kiss him he did struggle. Once again he let her win, but he struggled. Just enough to enrage that predator in her breast that was working its self into a perfect frenzy. But soon he submitted to the probings of her lips and tongue even as he freed and drooling pussy met his hard cock and bathed it in her warmth. Once again the difference in their body temperatures was exceedingly evident and a bit of a shock. An indescribably exciting shock, but a shock all the same until his tip caught against her entrance. At that point his hips writhed like his stiff shaft would try and escape from the grasp of her inner muscles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>28-02-2016, 16:41:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				a rush, a rush....<br><br>She tasted it and it was wonderful, a thrill of action and feeling and power, doing what she wanted, damn society and it's rules, damn the constraints of a life time! She laughed delightedly with the feeling of intoxicating power, it wasn't simply an idea of physical strength.. no, it was... a sense of, self, of confidence, She didn't need to ask permission and she didn't need to fear retribution.. maybe that was&nbsp; it a sense of fearlessness.<br><br>She felt him stiff and strong caught against her again and groaned with pleasure.&nbsp; it was amazing how much the body could... could feel! How was it possible to contain so much, to feel pleasure till the very tips f the fingers felt they would catch fire?&nbsp; And yet he was so cold, so very very cold,&nbsp; something in her mind registered it, why was he always so cold?&nbsp; but predatory delight took over before it could take root.&nbsp; Who cared?<br><br>"You seem chilly... Let me warm you up." she purred and let her hips fall taking him in again t her hot wet warmth&nbsp; sighing as the wonderful full feeling sent little shocks through her, only getting more intense as she shifted lifting her hips and dropping again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>01-03-2016, 15:54:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly her body heated his so that the coldness was not noticeable. That was after all part and parcel of the attraction for him. And at last he ceased his struggles against her and gave into the raw frenzy of it all. A pent up ball of passions and tangled pleasures bent only on sating desires and needs and dam the consequences. <br><br>At last he pulled his arms free of her grip and worked his hands in between their bodies. Then he roughly grasped her breasts and forced her to sit entirely up astride of his body. The shift caused her juices to further bathe him as well as forcing his shaft deeper into her pliant body. He then used his hold on her womanly bits to force her to bounce harder and faster with each passing moment. Where the previous eves activities had been sedate this was borderline violent and pleasing in its own differing ways.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>01-03-2016, 17:22:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				there was so much pleasure so much heat! she barely had time to think as their bodies moved in this animalistic dance.His hands got free and grabbed her pulling a cry not of pain but surprise and pleasure his grip was firm, and maybe a little painful but for the pain there was so much more pleasure as he forced a harder faster ride, she took him deeper then she thought possible!<br><br>This wild Passion this Madness, Oh she could be lost in the abandon of it.&nbsp; The night before had been pleasure in one way and this was wholly another and god she wanted more of it.&nbsp; She shifted her legs so she had a better position and movement Working her hips faster with out his firm hands coaxing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>03-03-2016, 19:15:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she got the idea he once more removed his hands. He then let his mind drift a bit as he was nearing release, but it would certainly fail in her lesson if he did so before she. Though despite all of this he was still not exactly sure what he was going to do with his new conquest. She had potential indeed but as was often the case with creatures such as himself he was being ruled more by instinct than thought. That was what the curse was at its heart really as much of one's free will and conscious choice was disposed of by urges and needs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>04-03-2016, 09:57:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				she'd never felt so wild so... alive with passion, unlike he who slipped into quiet thought she rode the waves of pleasure... (and his body for that matter) with a wild eagerness that was so unlike the reserved woman she presented.&nbsp; was it just his blood?&nbsp; Or was there something there a freer woman who had been repressed for the sake of othes, a woman, now seemingly free of those restrictions and more then willing to take what he offered?<br><br>the tension was building hot and heavy a ball of pure delight inside her sending electrical fire through her Untill she cried out her body seizing as she reached peek inner muscles clamping she she rode the heavy hit of euphoria untill and all but collapsed on his chest panting and grinning a purely female smile of Power.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>08-03-2016, 16:50:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she broke over the edge he did as well. Though like the creature he was, it was more reserved than her. Yes, he was a creature of passions in many ways and instinct as well. But he had long ago mastered being a refined predator that channeled those things in a constructive direction. Of course he still did not know what he was going to do with the little creature he was creating that sat astride of him crying her pleasures to the night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>08-03-2016, 19:34:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed softly as passion passed and she settled on his chest, My my she had a hard time thinking of anything that made her body feel so good... she wanted to snuggle close and stay but something ticked, Men didn't particularly favor clingy women.&nbsp; they tended their needs and rolled over, as far as she been told.&nbsp; He had been good to her, so it was prudent she not abuse his generosity, so once she got her wind she moved climbing off him and looking around for her dress blushing faintly. <br><br>"That was quiet enjoyable.&nbsp; You're right it was a lot more fun taking what I wanted, thank you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>10-03-2016, 15:23:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was trying, that was obvious as she climbed off. He pondered being silent a moment and then rose and began to reassemble himself as well. After a few moments he spoke "true, I find it applies in all walks of life. Speaking of which what all would you require for the endeavor that we were discussing?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>10-03-2016, 16:39:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hesitated on her buttons turning slightly to look at him "A trip of that nature? A visa for travel, An interpreter, and funds for the actual travel and to send back any texts that would be valuable to the research." she said turning away and finishing dressing brushing a hand to straighten her skirts.&nbsp; Once put to right she turned to face him fully hands fold before her "But most of all I'd require time.&nbsp; time to find the texts time to evaluate if they'd be any help to the research."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>15-03-2016, 16:48:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled a bit, time meant utterly nothing to him of course. He could use much less boredom though. Of course he could not travel with her. He had some tricks, but travel with his sun allergy and such was exceedingly difficult. "I will have my clerk get with you tomorrow in order to make the arrangements for the necessary items. As for time, take as much as you require." He could not keep the bemused smile from his features at the last.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>20-03-2016, 19:37:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced at him tilting her head, something inside her was still burning, she smiled slowly "Oh?&nbsp; You won't come along? see exotic places?&nbsp; I imagine while a mountain castle is nice and all nothing beats the pleasure of travel..." she said tuning a hand settling on her hip as she looked at him "Ah well I guess, if your my fathers friend, no matter how young you look I guess travel is harder for someone older." she said with a shrug, what was she doing, teasing mocking? she wasn't sure but, it was kind of fun, this feeling of confidence.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>21-03-2016, 19:27:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugged "my energy level has nothing to do with it as you have seen. But travel for me involves a lot of complications and arrangements. Are you sure such matters would not distract you from your work?" Now if she called him on this he would indeed have to come up with something. And that would become very complicated indeed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>21-03-2016, 21:23:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle smiled and nodded "Of course I can, I had to take care of my father and help him after all, And I doubt your higher maintenance then he is." she said waving a hand "Any complications you toss My way I have no doubt I can handle with ease." she assured him with a prim tone.&nbsp; One good thing about a 'ladies education' was making sure one could manage large events and travel arrangements. naturally such arrangements where from London to the countryside and vise versa, But she knew she could handle beyond that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>23-03-2016, 15:17:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a bemused smile "oh? How about the fact I have a severe sun allergy and must avoid sunlight at all costs?" It was more or less the truth of course it remained to be seen how she might take it. He decided to not even get into the whole requiring earth from his home to rest matter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>23-03-2016, 15:55:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled "Is that the best you have?&nbsp; That's trivial, we simply travel at night, while You rest during the day I do my reaserch we discuss anything significant when we're both awake..." she said with a smile "Frankly traveling at night in some places would be better, later at night even bandits would be resting so it would be safer." she mused tapping her lips lightly in thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>24-03-2016, 21:02:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very well, however it shall take quite a bit more logistics to keep my affairs in order while traveling. So do not expect a rapid departure." Such as a supply of the earth of his grave. For an educated woman she seemed particularly naive. Of course many are the persons who deny the truth when it smacks them in the face. Or in this case bites them on the neck, but that was all of course another story.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>24-03-2016, 21:24:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled lightly "Of course not, after all, with everything you've done, and everything I've read about in your book, I imagine it'll take time to ensure you have everything you 'need' to travel comfortably." she said sliding the last pin into her hair back in it's neat strict bun&nbsp; she turned to face him fully smiling lightly a finger to her lips "Perhaps this journey will be just what we both need." she said turning to the door
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>28-03-2016, 15:52:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was not aware I needed a vacation" he observed. And then he simply watched her move to the door. He did not feel any particular need to follow and hover and she certainly had most of the run of the house by this particular point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>28-03-2016, 23:40:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thats the nice thing about travel, you don't realize you need it untill your doing it, and then, it feels very nice." she said calmly slipping from the rom and letting the door shut with a soft click.&nbsp; Sagging once it was closed Oh wow... She touched her chest carefully, Oh god she'd&nbsp; Oh god!&nbsp; She covered her cheeks and closed her eyes tightly she'd been so forward, so lewd... shed taunted and bitten and played... she'd even flirte!&nbsp; she never flirsted she wasn't sure she knew how!&nbsp; she certainly figured it out.<br><br>That powerful feeling had been so addictive and the taste&nbsp; she knew it a coppery rush, she remebered as a child tasting the same thing when she'd Licked a cut she'd gotten falling from a tree, Other kids said it helped cuts heal faster.&nbsp; She'd tasted his blood... not just a little smear on her tongue she'.. she'd swallowed his blod.&nbsp; She began to walk down the hall.&nbsp; He had done so the night before, she was certaine of it, when he'd bitten her.&nbsp; It corrolated with the 'Bible' she'd read ealier and her fathers reaserch... the man she was staying with was what was the word?&nbsp; Vampire?&nbsp; She shuddered.&nbsp; The very thought frightened her... but there was a thrill as well.&nbsp; That also explained why he was confident she wouldn't get pregnant, As she understood it, their body simply did not produce fertalized semen. This&nbsp; afliction or what ever it was was passed on by biteing.. and more.&nbsp; Her fathers had had many conflicting notes and theoris, so Noelle couldn't be sure but considering she was Craving blood she doubted she'd become on herself.&nbsp; That lust before?&nbsp; She was sure that was a result of the passion,&nbsp; She'd eaten normal food after all, and after their romp she didn't want to drink his blood anymore.&nbsp; it had been more of a niggling desire just another addition of sex.<br><br>"How on eath did I manage this?" she murmured embarresed, as she mulled over the facts, she'd slept with a vampire twice.&nbsp; Had had her blood taken and had taken hid blood, and now she'd taunted him, and invited him to join her in intercontinental travel!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 15:21:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course Perceval was so much more than her research indicated. Such things were often filled with half truths and out and out lies by design. The predators after all would never allow the prey to become too well informed. In fact with their own hierarchy the young of their kind were not that well informed less their cannibalistic tendencies manifest themselves.<br><br>And his sharp, and slightly pointed ears picked up her stop when she left his chambers. It also picked up the racing of her heart. Just like he was privy to her surface thoughts and knew his cover had been blown. Of course now her fate was sealed one way or another as he simply could not let her go with such knowledge. She would either be brought into his fold in one capacity or another or simply disposed of. There were no other options.<br><br>So as her host pondered she was allowed to wander of her own devices. Soon finding herself in a moonlit garden courtyard. It was filled with thorny rose bushes of various types including some unusual ones that still bloomed and were a brilliant black in the cool moon light.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>05-04-2016, 01:35:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle sighed No need to worry about it right now, at the moment he didn't seem inclined to eating her.&nbsp; At least... she was pretty sure.&nbsp; Then again she was not often in the presence of someone... hrmm... with such unique personal traits?&nbsp; How could she assume to understand his inclinations?&nbsp; She shook her head and walked, wandering aimlessly and she considered the facts, what she knew for certain, what she knew from her fathers research and the meaning of such.<br><br>When her wandering took her out into a Moonlit courtyard she smiled "Oh how lovely!"&nbsp; she exclaimed,&nbsp; They had gardens back home of course but nothing like this, So many roses!&nbsp; so many different types, the colors the scent.&nbsp; She stepped forward.&nbsp; Cliche though it might have been roses had always been her favorite flower. "Oh... I don't know this one..." she said eyes drawn by the stark black blooms.&nbsp; they where so different she certainly never seen the like before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>06-04-2016, 19:37:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course when one walked on the dark side things were often more than they might seem. The personality and power of the master infused most things in his hold and his garden was no exception. Thankfully Noelle had yet to find some of his ahem, more interesting experiments. Though it was certain that if she hung around long she certainly would.<br><br>But this, this was her introduction. As she stepped toward the dark bloomed bush it writhed of its own accord. The many rose vines moving with an inner life that simply could not be mistaken for the wind. This was clearly a somewhat sentient plant as the slithering rose vines undulated toward her. At the same time the intoxicating scent of the blooms seemed to increase and encourage her to approach closer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>06-04-2016, 22:24:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				as the plant moved her eyes widened fascinating!&nbsp; Natural curiosity and real interest (as well as the allure f the scent) had her stepping closer, when More rational minds would have walked away quickly.&nbsp; "I know some plant eat insects,&nbsp; but those are all much farther south... A plat that moves so quickly on it's own, cross breeding? Maybe... I'd have to ask..." she murmured to herself debating the possibilities As she reached out The bloom was beautiful, she wasn't going to break it off no But it would be nice if some of that lovely smell came off on her fingers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>06-04-2016, 23:20:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she reached the vine the held the bloom swiftly whipped toward her. There was absolutely no pain, but she distinctly saw the sharp thorns as they lightly scored the flesh along her wrist. The large, full, bloom then neatly nestled into her outstretched hand. The fragrance intoxicating as the first ruby red drops of her blood rose from her skin to be thirstily drunk by the obviously predatory botanical aberration. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>16-04-2016, 20:13:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She loked at her wrist frowning that should have hurt... ah but the flower was so beautiful it was no surprise she'd gotten a scratch that happened with roses they...<br><br>She stepped back quickly shaking her head, it felt fuzzy her senses dulled.&nbsp; waving a hand to clear the air she kept stepping back untill the lovely scent was fainter drawing in deep gulps of the clear cold night air. "The.. result of research I imagine..." she said trying to calm herself,&nbsp; Vampire people was one thing but Even she hadn't expected her blood to be draw by a Vampire Plant!&nbsp; <br><br>"I feel like I'm in some very bizarre fever dream." she admitted quietly to herself fairly certaine she was alone... the problem with this place was it almost always felt like she was being watched.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 14:44:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sated plant let her escape with just a scratch to show for it.&nbsp; The thing was her half intoxicated assessment was absolutely correct. Her host's line had a decidedly experimental and creepy passion when it came to such matters. Nor did they always limit their experiments to lesser creatures, not that she would have anyway of knowing that.<br><br>But then there was a rustling in the limbs of a tree over her head. Then a strange, lemur like creature swung down into her view. It was hanging by its prehensile tail and observed her from an inverted position. It had three large, glowing, eyes and then she noticed a long tongue as it extended and ran over its large over sized canines. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MissRoziel</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 22:54:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noelle let out a weak squeek of surprise as the creature dropped into her visison, three eyes and... fangs?&nbsp; She took a breath lifting a hand "No thats enough, no." she said again tanding and looking at the creature "I imagine your After some to but I already donated to the plant with out even intending to, so Unless your going to be cute and cuddle close like a well behaved Cat I am not feeding you to." she said with a firm nod before glancing at the creature... she was talking to an animal...&nbsp; Maybe she had lost her mind.<br><br>"Maybe I went mad when father died and I'm actually locked in some sanatorium someplace." she murmured reaching out slipping her hand down and scratching the creature behind the ears She felt oddly detracted, there should be a sense of fear, or wonder but, Mostly it was just confusion and slight annoyance. "You are quiet cute though..." she mumbled resigned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Charity Has Its Price [Retribution &amp; MissRoziel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Retribution</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 17:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The little creature made a pleased sound at her scratching. Then it nimbly swung down from the tree and landed lithely on the ground. Only to the scurry under the hem of her dress. Then she could distinctly feel it climbing up the inside of her leg. Where it gripped her skin there was a strange, but oddly pleasing sensation. Of course she could tell it was headed for the juncture of her legs, but it was moving much slower than she might have anticipated and was that the moist caress of that extremely long tongue as it made it's way?
			</dd>
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