The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears & LordLuck)
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				Title: <strong>The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 00:17:52</strong>
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				The knife was wrenched from Soteria's (http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff189/elissa_papa/olivia_wilde_003.jpg) hands, causing her head to snap up in surprise at the guard that now stood over her. She was on her knees, and she had been so close, the knife just inches from her breast, from meeting her love in the after life. The guard grabbed her by the arm, pulling her to her feet. She began to struggle, her fists coming to meet the hard leather of his chest plate. "No! Let me die! I would rather death befall me than to allow his hands upon my body!" she yelled at him. Her hollers brought another guard from the hall. <br><br>"She's gone mad," the first guard said as the second retrained her free arm, before slapping her across the face to shut her up. She whimpered as she tasted blood upon her lips. "We will take her to the king. He needs to know of this." Then began to pull her forward but her struggles continued along with her rant. "By the God's, woman, if you do not shut your mouth, I will kill you myself."<br><br>Her eyes widened at that and she began to scream. "Do it! Kill me! Put me out of my misery!" It didn't matter if they hit her again, maybe this time it would be a killing blow. All she knew was that there was no life for her in King Minos' castle. There was no way she could lay with the murderer of her one and only love. <br><br>The guard pulled a rag form his belt and stuffed it into her mouth before yanking her up and throwing her over a muscled shoulder. He placed her hands behind her back where one of his much bigger ones held them in place. The other held down her kicking legs. "She is beautiful, but not worth the time," he murmured to the other with a shake of his head. She wriggled against him as he carried her to the king's hall but he was much stronger than her. She was unable to do anything but wriggle and squirm beneath his grip. <br><br>Two great door opened at the end of the corridor, leading to the king's thrown and there he sat upon it, his brow creased in a frown. "What is the meaning of this? Her screams could be heard throughout the castle," he said as the guard,&nbsp; none to gently, tossed her onto her bottom. The white gauzy gown she wore hitched up to her hips as she yanked the dirty rag from her mouth. Before the guard could speak, she did. <br><br>"I will not lay with you. I will die first, even if that means taking my own life," she stated to bluntly. As the words left her mouth, the Minos' face turned red as his anger rose. <br><br>"You would rather die? Even after I have given you such lavish things? Given you a home within my castle?" He had moved to a comfortable position to one of straight and tense, his hands gripping the edge of the throne's arm rests tightly.&nbsp; <br><br>She clambered to her feet, her own hands turning into fists at her sides. "I want nothing of what you have to offer. I want none of this. What I want, you have taken from me. There is no longer anything in this world for me." Tears filled her eyes, close to spilling. <br><br>Minos rose and stalked down the steps of his pedestal, stopping before her. "I will give you one chance to take your words back and agree to stay with me, laying with me whenever I please." <br><br>His face was mere inches from hers, his dark gaze looking straight into her ice blue eyes. "Never," she said firmly and with vehemence. <br><br>His hand shot out and gripped her throat, squeezing the air from her. Her hands gripped his wrist as she looked at him with wide eyes. "Then I shall give you your wish. But it will not be by your hands or quick and painless. You will feel every tear, every bite, and you will cry out for me to save you, but I will not. You have chosen your fate, Soteria." With that, he flung her backwards, and she once more landed on her bottom. This time she sucked down the air as she tried to soothe her starved lungs all the while her hands massaged her throat. "Take her to the Cretan Labyrinth. She will be dead within the day." <br><br>Her eyes widened at his decree. The labyrinth was said to hold the vilest of beasts. Half man, half bull, the minotaur fed off of human body parts. And she was to be his next meal. The guards picked her up and she let them drag her towards the door. But not without a last word. "I may be ripped to pieces and eaten today, but it will still be better than sleeping with you, murderous king." The others in the room gasped and Minos' stride stopped dead in his tracks. He spun on his heel and stalked to her, a fist shooting out and connecting with her face. The world instantly turned black, and her body went limp in the guards' arms.<br><br>------------<br><br>Soteria awoke, her body stiff as she laid upon the hard floor. With a groan, her arms pushed her torso up. It hurt somewhat to open her left eye, where the king had hit her and when she touched it, she winced. It would be swollen for a while, not that she had the time for it to go down. She realized a second later where she was. Her hands and dress were covered in the red dust and dirt that covered the floor of the labyrinth and as her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she could barely make out a lit torch upon the wall some distance down the corridor. With a gulp, she stood. She knew there would be no way to find her way out but what else did she have to keep herself busy?<br><br>After looking around, she started off in a random direction, not knowing if it were the right way or not. Her hand felt along the wall as she walked towards the lit torch. Her heart was beating heavily in her chest, and she wondered if it would jump from her breast at any moment. She stopped as a bare foot collided with something, sending it rolling along the stone floor. She looked down at the bones laying beneath her feet. Her eyes widened a split second before her mouth opened and released a blood curdling scream.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 03:07:17</strong>
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				The scream could curl even his own, thick blood. <br><br>For he had heard her. The large creature stirred into his own corner. He liked the corners. Daedalus had been kind enough to provide his lair with many corners and small holes where he could tug himself into and sleep while he awaited for his father's next heinous act. Well, not his true father. He knew it. Mother used to tell him that story. His own history, actually, for Pasiphae had been quite the lecherous queen to king Minos of Crete. So much had her loins burned for the White Bull of Poseidon that she confided to Daedalus to make her a way to mate and have the beast into her.<br><br>And so, he had been born. And that had been his sin. His fater. Asterion, she had called him. He loved that name, the Starry One, but no one but his Mother ever called him anything but the name of a monster. Minotaur, they whispered. Old women told their children and grandchildren the story about how he feasted upon human flesh... and what else should he feast upon, given it was only that what was offered him?<br><br>He never really had much choice. Once Daedalus had finished the Labyrinth, it had become his home. Pasiphae cried herself to sleep, and so had him during the first years of his imprisonment. He had no company. He was not fed. He had to survive by gnawing on the corpses of even hunting down those thrown into his doman, but he prefered to speak to them. Mother had taught him that, but who would reason with a Bull like him? <br><br>Most screamed like this woman just had. He sniffed the air. Gently, he rose from the corner he had been sleeping upon, throwing away the femur he had been using to try and carve him tales upon the wall. The place was ever dark, but his shape was tall and strong, darker than the darkness. A tall man was Asterion, his chest broad and strong, his arms thick and legs powerful liek any Olympic champion would become. Still... his face was no man's. It was a Bull's head, powerful and mighty, his horns piercing against the heavens as his eyes were dark. His skin was pitch-black as a Bull's leather would be, his fur dark as well. And so, he started to seek the noise.<br><br>He had lived here for most of his life. He could pick up the patterns of how the cry had echoed abound each corridor, each hall and room. And so, he followed the echoes and reverberations. There was a woman here, he could sense her scent. It was a reek of fear. Despair. Grief.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 05:38:59</strong>
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				Soteria's hands flew up to cover her gaping mouth, stifling the scream. Her fear had gotten the best of her and she had no doubt that the beast withing these walls has heard it. She whimpered as she stepped over the skull of a man, the tears streaming down her face. <br><br>What had she gotten herself into? All because she hadn't wanted to lay with the king. Memories of Dimitris swan through her mind. The tears came faster, her breathing choppy as everything fell down upon her. Her back hit the wall and she slid to the floor, her cries echoing off the walls around her. She buried her face in her hands as the sobs wracked her lithe body. <br><br>She had loved Dimitris so much. They were to be married, to live a long life together. They were to bare children and grow old while watching them grow and start families of their own, but Minos had taken that away from her. All because he had found her beautiful. More beautiful than Aphrodite, he had said. <br><br>That day in the market, a terrible feeling had washed over her, much like one got when a bad storm was coming. She had stumbled into him and he had been captivated. He had asked her to come with him and she had nicely said no, she was to be wed to another. She had hoped the king, of all people, would honor that. But she had been followed home by his guards. They had attacked them. They slit Dimitris' throat right in front of her before throwing her over a horse and taking her to the castle. She hadn't even been able to give him a proper buriel. Not even giving him his coins for the ferry man. She had hopes that in killing herself, she would have been able to find him, but now, she didn't know what would become of her soul. <br><br>Would the demon within these walls feast upon it, along with her flesh? She had no idea other than her eminent death. And now, her mind was beginning to break. The thoughts of Dimitris, and her hatred for Minos were flooding her, causing the tears to spill harder than ever before. <br><br>Her arms wrapped around her knees as she pulled them close and prayed to Gods she wasn't even sure could hear her. At this point, she was ready to welcome death, in any way that it fell upon her. The grief was just too much.
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				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 12:59:24</strong>
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				And so, he followed the scream until it had all but faded out in mewling and wordless echoes. As a creature of the night, Asterion had learned how to walk unseen and silently along the corridors of the labyrith. Some were as wide as the main avenues that cutted through Knossos, while others were smaller than alleys between poor houses. And he knew how to walk through them all. He knew already the best of the wilding paths, and had whole sections of the Labyrinth imprinted upon his memory.<br><br>For he had been living him ever since Daedalus had finished the monstrous building that runned under the Palace of Knossos. King Minos was as vain as he was proud, so even the punishment for the bastard his wife had sirred from a beast had to be grand. His sole crime was to be born, he could remember the guards chatering between themselves before they casted him out here.<br><br>Then he heard the sobbing. Quietly he scurried through along the walls. His feet - thankfully no bull's hooves, but actual human feet - gently trodded the cold stone ground as he could hear the breaking point, the panic and despair that washed over the woman - for in mere moments, he turned the corner to see a beautiful yet scarred young woman, crouched against the wall, her arms wrapping her knees against her chest. She cried as he had cried, so many times before, alone in the dark with no hope to endure. No need to endure. Not even a slightest of feelings and wishes to endure.<br><br>He slowly appeared from the shadows, but he was a shadow himself. A terrible stain upon Minos' robes, his Mother once said as she cared for him as a child. Asterion could remember. He always remembered the corridors he had went through, but even so... He stood tall and broad and powerful. No clothes had ever been given him, so he had grow heavy and large and thick down his loins too, his manhood shaped like the beast's that once mounted Pasiphae. His heavy balls dangled underneath, as he walked towards the girl gently, making little sound until he was almost above her, his eyes surprisingly gentle with simpathy.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 01:46:27</strong>
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				The sobs continued to run through as she realized how horrible her life had turned out. Her hands gripped her hair, as she held her head and when she took a deep breath, a musky smell hit her nose. It wasn't unpleasant, just unfamiliar. When she opened her eyes, which were aimed at the ground, they widened as large, dirty covered feet came into view. Her eyes lifted,&nbsp; taking in the corded muscle of legs, thick thighs and she blushed when they drifted over the in between. His torso, as he was clearly male, was solid and ripped, wide and thick. Dark hair covered his chest, or was that fur? She gasped as she met his dark eyes. Eyes not of a man but eyes that stared down at her from a bull's head, thick pointed horns curved and shooting up towards the sky. <br><br>She was ready for death, even hoping for it, but the sight before her frightened her, and she couldn't help the scream that ripped from her lips. She scrambled to the side, screaming again as her hands hit more bones, but she managed to rise to her feet before running in the opposite direction. Her bare feet pounded on the stone floor as she ran, her gown flowing around her. Many times she had nearly run into a wall, the turns sudden. After awhile, she dared not stop, but looked back, so sure the beast was close on her heals. By turning, she did not see the rock jutting out form the ground. Her foot caught on it and she fell forward, her hands going out to brace herself. With the speed of which she had been running, she was propelled forward with great force and her arms collapsed beneath the pressure. Her head hit he wall as she fell and all went black. Her limp body lay motionless, and the gash upon her brow dripped blood onto the ground beneath her. <br><br>((OOC I can't pm you. E won't let me.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 14:30:05</strong>
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				((OOC: I overstepped the forum's rules. It should be go on until next monday, where with a little kindness and a little luck I shall be restored. For now, my access is restricted and I can't sent nor read PMs.))<br><br>His scent was strong. As strong as any male's scent. There was sweat onto it, mainly what denounced his strong musk. But there was also more. A measure of rot and dried, caked blood, but nothing could actually be seen into his dark flesh. Head to toe, the beast was black as the starless night - which was quite an irony thinking his name given by his mother was Asterion. He followed her. He had not really thought she would gather enough courage to run, even that witless courage that had the woman fleeing blindly though the corridors of the Labyrinth. Had she not thought he knew every passage? Every fastest of ways? It was droll of hers. And more. Most simply stood quiet in shock.<br><br>He followed her suit. His movements were quiet, but his very inhuman weight had his footsteps loud as he crashed them on the stone floor as he followed her. <em>Don't run.</em> He thought as he tried to speak it, but instead of saying words he uttered a loud and long mooing sound, like that that a displeased Bull would utter before lowering his horns to charge. He followed her, but then, she fell. He knew she would, sooner rather than later. She was running and looking back at him, as if her stare could keep him at bay from reaching her.<br><br>Once she fell, she bashed her head against the wall. And stood still. Asterion reached her. <strong>"Foolish child."</strong>, he spoke into his bass voice, that so much sounded alike to that moo of his. Gently he knelt besides her, always naked, for no clothing the guards nor the prisioners had could endure against his muscled, ripped frame. He leaned against her, touching her. He could feel her warmth. Her limbs were so lithe and slender. She was such a beauty. <em>What crime have you done, girl?</em>, the minotaur thought as he gently took her and lifted her from the ground, licking at her face with his large, rough tongue, cleaning her wound as he cleaned his. This place was as good as other, so he held her tight to keep her warm and, laid against the wall, whispering the carol songs Pasiphae used to sing to him before Minos took him from his Mother.<br><br>She would be hungry when she woke. But she would not wake soon, and he could always find her. Asterion brought his new companion a long cape of rotten and moldy rags, but it served well as a blanket. And so, he covered her, letting her rest, bringing her a broken ceramic bowl filled with rainwater and scraps of the ratmeat he had been drying against the sun. Such a humble meal from a Prince of Crete.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 23:00:57</strong>
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				Soteria stirred, a pounding in her head making her think it would explode. Her hands gripped it, fingers tracing over the gash in her forehead. Along with a swollen eye, she had a busted head. She groaned, pulling the blanket tighter around her. She froze, realizing what she was doing amd wondering where the rotted stretch of clothe had come from. Also, sitting beside her was a cracked bowl filled with murky water and some pieces of dried meat. What kind of meat, though, she was not sure. <br><br>Her eyes slowly adjusted to the dimly lit corridor and she knew, a feeling washing over her, that she was not alone. Had the beast she had run from taken care of her, giving her the food and drink, and the feel blanket to cover with? <br><br>"H-hello?" her voice cracked. "Are you there?" She wondered if he could even understand her. If he spoke her language. "My name is Soteria. I thank you for the food and drink." At the castle, she never ate or drank what had been given her, afraid it would be drugged and she would wake somewhere she didn't want to be. Now, she was starving, after so long of barely eating a thing. Luckily, a maid had felt pity on her and had brought her bread every so often, so she hadn't gone completely without. But the lack of sustenance had taken a toll on her and she was tired, both physically and emotionally.<br><br>She picked up a strip of the meat and bit off a piece. It was bland but good. She picked up the water and drank deep to wash it down, wondering the whole time where the beast was and if her were watching her.
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				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 23:21:21</strong>
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				He was there.<br><br>He would always be there. He would always be here. For this was his home, his lair, his hideout and prison. Asterion knew no other place for him to be, after all. That make him grin wickedly, his square, bovine teeth glimmering yellow and white in the darkness. Her voice was so sweet. Melodic, even. She looked so beautiful. Sometimes, Pasiphae had told him that beauty could be as well a curse as foulness - and he knew it, for all called him an ugly, terrible beast.<br><br><strong>"...Yes. I am here."</strong>, he told her with a grunt, his voice bass and ominous as he gently stood from the shadows, approaching her some but daring not come closer without her first looking at him. Asterion knew better. She had screamed and run the last time - it could end even worse a chase if she fled once more. He showed himself for her, still naked and powerful and some might even call him handsome was not for the head of a bull he had. <strong>"It is not much of a meal... but is the only thing I remember eating since... since..."</strong><br><br>Once, the Minotaur had loved apples. Apples were delicious and juicy, but he could not really recall their taste. Where they sweet? Watery or dry? He stood still naked, his powerful and proud bullhood dangling between his legs without any sign of shame. "<strong>My name is Asterion."</strong>, he told her, staring at her with his black eyes, trying to sound simpathetic. <strong>"I... I am the Prince of Crete."</strong>, he told her once she she was finished with the poor meal. He should have offered her more. Perhaps some gull? 
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 00:54:11</strong>
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				As he came out of the shadows, she stilled. She had not even been the least bit aware of his presense there. She put the ceramic bowl down, her hands gripping the blanket tightly. Her ice blue eyes were wide in her face as she looked at him but now she was able to get a better view of what he looked like. <br><br>Every bit of him was man, except for the bulls head atop his broad shoulders. He was muscles stacked on muscle beneath chocolate brown skin. Some places were covered in smooth, sleek brown fur, giving away that he wasn't just a mere human. And most of all, he was very naked, his manhood much larger and oddly shaped compared to an average man's. But then again, he was no average man. <br><br>"It- it is nice to meet you, Asterion." She smiled a little at what his name meant, but wondered if he even got to see the stars outside the labyrinth walls. "Will you eat me like King Minos has said?" It was a question she couldn't hold in. She needed to know. The being standing before her couldn't be as horrible as they said. He had fed her and kept her warm, and it seemed as if he were being cautious as if to not scare her again and send her running. Her head tilted in question. "You are a prisonor, forced here against your will, aren't you?"
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				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 04:07:26</strong>
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				<strong>"You are wiser than your years, Soteria."</strong>, he told her with a queer look into his face. He had tried to smile to her, but knew that she would probably not understand nor actually see his smile as another man's might see hers. If she ever did so once again. She had grief into her, as strong as his own, perhaps. He could not tell without hearing the tale from her lips. <strong>"I serve not King Minos, even though I am Prince."</strong>, he told her with a knowing nod.<br><br><strong>"He did little to earn my loyalty."</strong>, he told her with his bass voice. There was sorrow on him. Too much, perhaps, for much had always been troubling him. He would had such a handsome face was him not a Bull's Head. His eyes looked down on the girl. <strong>"I'll not eat you. I only kill and eat those that threaten me, or come to try and kill me. Every week King Minos sends those in this quest - the guards that had been found sleeping or glory hounds, too foolish to face me properly."</strong><br><br>He sat down besides her, unashamed of his current's state of nakedness. Asterion had never been scorned for that. Only for being who he was. He nodded towards her. <strong>"Have you liked my meal?"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 04:47:16</strong>
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				She stiffened as he sat beside her, his very large and very naked body mere inches from hers. Her eyes were glued to the floor, the thought that it was rude to stare sliding though her head. "Minos never once showed you love?" It was no secret that Pasiphae had been mounted by the white bull, thus the fact that Minos had a hatred for the offspring brought no surprise. But it saddened her and brought pain to her heart. No child should have to go through that.<br><br>She chanced a glance, turning her head to look over him. Even in a sitting position, she still had to look up at the beast, her head only reaching his shoulder. "I liked the meal. It has been awhile since I have eaten last," she answered his lst question finally as her blue gaze looked over the elongated snout and large nostrils. She had the urge to reach up and run her hand along his jaw, to feel the smoothness of the fur their, but she refrained, instead pulling the blanket down to her lap and folding her hands their politely. 
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				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 07:20:56</strong>
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				He nodded towards her. <strong>"No. He has not. Should he?"</strong>, he asked her in a rather inquisitive tone.<strong> "I do not think I would have acted that much differently."</strong> For Pasiphae had been mounted by the White Bull, willingly, going as far as to beg Daedalus for a contraption through wish she could be mated by the creature. Was him Minos, what should he do? He should have surely become the scorn of the whole court of Crete and beyond, as far as Troy and Athens and perhaps even in Egypt and Lybia he should be mocked and laughted at.<br><br>It was a punishment that had been aimed much more at the cuckold that had made him, Pasiphae, his mother and Queen than an outright insult to Asterion himself. The Minotaur knew it, but would not forgive it. He could barely forgive Pasiphae for her terrible indiscretion. <strong>"...I am glad you did."</strong>, he told her as he reached down towards her gently, moving his hand slowly so that he would not harm nor frighten her. <strong>"...Can I touch your hair? Your face?"</strong>.&nbsp; She was so fair. So beautiful. <br><br>So unlike himself. He wanted to see her as he could better - with his fingers. For in the darkness of the Labyrinth, sometimes nimble hands were more useful than clever eyes.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 22:12:15</strong>
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				She felt a sadness steal inside her heart forbthe creature. He just seemed to want the interaction, yet Minos had scorned him and his mother had done nothing to stop it. But her eyes widened at his questions. It seemed he wanted to do the same to her as she did him. <br><br>After thinking about it for a minute, she turned her body to face him. "Alright," she whispered, but she was sure his eara could pick it up. Her hands were still in her lap and her legs were folded before her as she waited patiently for his touch. Somehow, she didn't feel fear anymore. She noticed he had raised his hand but held back to ask first, once again catious to not scare her off. Even with a bulls head atop his massive shoulders, he seemed to be more man than the stories had let on.
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				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 00:02:30</strong>
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				As she stood quietly in her place, whispering her consert, Asterion leaned against her to sniff upon her face gently, and surpisingly he was not feeling any more fear nor dread coming from the young woman. Or at least, nothing like that she felt earlier when first laying her eyes upon him. The minotaur reached for her face gently, his large hands craddling her cheeks almost lovingly as those large bull eyes stared at hers, trying to read her more.<br><br>His fingers brushed her hair gently, as well as he soft cheeks and forehead and pinky neat nose. He felt her neck and her ears and her mane. <strong>"...You are trully gorgeous."</strong>, he told her finally. <strong>"The last girl I touched was Pasiphae."</strong>, he told her with a half-smile. She had been wonderful as he laid off his fingers from her. <strong>"...Would you like to touch me?"</strong>, he asked her as if readying her previous thoughts.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 02:46:22</strong>
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				She giggled slightly as he leaned forward and sniffed her, his outlet of breath causing her hair to tickle her neck. His touch was soft and gentle, and a soft sigh stuck in her throat at the feeling. The way he carassed over her face reminded her so much of Dimitris. Feather light. When he moved back, she found herself moving forward with him, as if to keep his touch there. She caught herself and quickly sat straight, hoping he hadn't noticed. <br><br>She nodded when he asked if she wanted to touch him, her dainty hand reaching forward slowly. She started at his shoulder, feeling the corded muscle beneath and slid up his neck. Her thumb caressed over his jaw before the rest of her hand followed. Her touch was just as light as her fingers ran over his cheeks, feeling the smoothness of his bovine fur. She moved up the side of his face, fingertips tracing over his ears before they slid up his thick, long horns, her fingertip feeling the tip. She moved her hand back down, another light caress over his cheek and jaw before she allowed to slide once more down his neck. It stopped on his chest, palm flat over his heart. She could feel the steady beat beneath. Her eyes met his dark pools before she pulled away, a blush reddening her cheeks. <br><br>"Thank you. You are also very beautiful in your own way." And indeed he was, all that muscle and hard flesh. Even his head was strong looking, envious of any bull who were to see it. She let her hand fall back to her lap. She looked down, her white teeth worrying at her bottom lip. She had wanted to keep touching, her hand sliding over other parts of his body. Dimitris hadn't felt that way, and she didn't mean the fur. She meant the muscle, the hard compactment that was his body. Just those little touches and she knew he was strong, that he could take on anything that Minos threw at him. <br><br>She met his gaze again and gave him a small smile. "You really aren't the beast they make you out to be, are you?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 06:43:55</strong>
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				At her comment, Asterion blushed. It was not shown over his face or features, for he was so dark that a blush would never even caress his face if it ever was to appear against him. Still, he snorted pleased at that. Soteria had just called him beatiful. Even if she had made that explaination, that he was beautiful in a way - the minotaur grew much pleased with her words. She was calling him beautiful. No one but Pasiphae, his mother, had ever called him comely in any meaning. Minos called him abomination and freak and bastard, while most repeated his words in their own wickedly creative ways. The Bull, the Horned One...<br><br>But not Soteria, as not had Pasiphae. He loved how her hands had pressed against his faces, but he had also noticed just how her own had followed his hands as he felt her up - and he liked that, albeit he was polite enough to discreetly ignore that reaction from the young woman so far. She had been touched and abused by Minos - or the King had meant to do so. She had unkind memories to that . <br><br>He stared down at her, smiling on his own, a wide and pleased smile. <strong>"...Yes. I am not the beast they tell tales about."</strong>, he told her as he smiled, leaning gently against the girl. She was so warm. <strong>"Every three or five months, King Minos send word to Athens, and they send Crete seven boys and seven girls to be 'sacrified' for the Minotaur."</strong>, he told her the story. <strong>"They all end up killing themselves before I have to do anything. I hide on the corridors, stalk unseen and hear and watch. They always end up fighting each other for food, for glory and command, for leadership and for the girls."</strong>, he nodded. <strong>"Few times they heard when I spoke. Fewer still they actually listened instead of trying to slay me for the glory of it."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 05:43:45</strong>
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				She listened to him as he spoke of the horror that Minos put him through. All those children... She remembered hearing about it, but she had had no idea it was children. Even if they had been teenagers, they were still children. But it seemed Asterion had been protecting himself if any had died by his hand. <br><br>Her small hand reached his knee, squeezing it gently. "It is not your fault Minos hates you so. He is cruel, and greedy. Egotistical. If anything, he is jealous of you. Using that you are a beast as an excuse." And it was true. The king had killed her fiance just to have her for his own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 06:40:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had said boys and girls, but had actually meant much older young man and women. The young from Athens were actually on the flowering of their age, for Minos wanted only the most fair and strong and fit of them to try and come test their luck and mettle against the minotaur. All the bones that littered the Labyrith were from men as young as 16, but never younger. Minos didn't wanted to feed Asterion, but to slay him and torment him until he could not longer stand it.<br><br>The beast smiled queerly towards the young woman.<strong> "...Jealous of me? Why could that be?"</strong>, he wondered aloud with Soteria's words. <strong>"Of the love Pasiphae nourished me? Of how she had scorned him with the White Bull, Poseidon himself?"</strong>, he nodded with a wicked smile. <strong>"That might be so."</strong>, he then leaned to touch her hand over his knee. <strong>"Why send such a fair maiden against the Minotaur?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 06:52:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt warmth spread through her at his touch. "I doing he sent me here to slay you. More so as a punishment for denying his advances. He-" she choked on the words as emotion welled up within her at the thought of her Dimitris. "He met me at the market and had thought me beautiful. He asked me to go home with him. I was engaged to the love of my life, so I nicely told him no. He didn't take it so well." She could feel the familiar sting of tears in her eyes as she spoke.<br><br>"His guards followed us home and slit his throat, stealing me away and taking me to his castle. I denied him and tried to kill myself. A life is no life without Dimitris. The guards caught me before I could pierce my heart. It angered Minos that I would rather die than be with him, so, he banished me here. I think he was sure you would kill me. I am under the assumption he has never watched what has happened after he traps men and women in here with you."<br><br>From talking to him thus far, it was obvious he wasn't the beast that killed and ate helpless people. Unless he were an extraordinary actor, but she doubted that. He seemed genuinely sweet and caring. Just a lonely man, locked away for being different.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 16:24:40</strong>
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				The beast-like man nodded to her sorrow, noticing her own was as great as his. He took his hand to scratch against his forehead, and the shook his head around.<strong> "No. King Minos mostly remains away until the guards that sometimes oversee us can look upon me and the captive from vantage points... specially when they are first... given to me, as he says."</strong><br><br>Asterion then shrugged, taking his hand to caress once more against Soteria's forearm. "<strong>I am sorry you must suffer from my... my stepfather's issues."</strong>, he told her with a sympathetic sniff, blowing gently against her as if trying to soothe her heart. <br><br><strong>"Minos... also sends his lax guards here, or those that had failed in duty under his service. There are those that come armed and ready to slay me, but they find me more than a match."</strong>, he told her with another nod. <strong>"...I shall protect you from any harm as I can."</strong>, he offered her, licking against her palm in a chivalrous vow.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 01:17:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivered as his tongue, hot and wet, slid over palm. Heat blossomed inside her at what most likely was supposed to be an innocent gesture, but instantly, her body came to life. She pulled her hand away gently, a blush creeping up into her cheeks. "Thank you," she said softly, looking down at her hands. The heated response was surprising, and she felt bad for the fact that she felt it. Shouldn't Dimitris have been the only one she felt such things for? He had been her one true love, right?<br><br>She peaked up at him through the corner of her eye. Other than having a bull's head, he was still rather attractive. His body was strong, but he was kind and gentle. It all confused her. <br><br>She yawned, her hand rushing to her mouth to cover it. She blushed agian. "I, please tell me if I am overstepping boundaries, but is there a better place to sleep than laying against this wall?" She hadn't realized just how tired she was until that moment. Both physically and emotionally. Hopefully, these corridors had somewhere somewhat comfortable. If not, Asterion was indeed a very strong man. <br><br>((OOC: you can email me @ arburns3@gmail.com so we can talk about this if you are still unable to PM on E. or my yahoo screen name is arburns3 as well.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 04:13:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Bull than laughed, amused, at her comment. He looked up, towards the high ceiling and then towards either darker end of each corridor, nodding to beoth sides. <strong>"Why, this is my domain, Soteria. My own Kingdom and Palace. If you'd like to share my very chambers, be my guest.",</strong> he told her with a booming voice, smiling. He had liked licking her. She was so soft and warm and supple to his advances. But should him? Soteria could also be like any of the other women that had come with the men from Athens and even with the soldiers of Minos.<br><br>"...Hold the blanket.", he told her, looking over to see her cover of drapped, sown togheter rags. <strong>"There are more... cozy places, but most are all the same. Some corridors run miles as the same, while other change and twist into thousands of queer edges and curves and ways."</strong><br><br>He pointed to a rather curvaded place against the wall where he had laid her during her sleep.<strong> "That is one such room.", he told her with a smile. "There are others... like small chambers accessible through smaller doors."</strong>, he told her as he gently knelt besides Soteria. <strong>"Would you want to see it?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 05:36:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled up at him, another yawn stealing her lips. "Yes, I would love to see it." She would rather he show her than venture off on her own. That would most likely lead to her death. Hidden traps and deathly chambers, she supposed. <br><br>Gripping the sheet, she rose. Her body was sore and stiff, most likely from sleeping against the hard wall. Her arms stretched over her head, pressing the gauzy material of her gown tightly against her breasts. She stumbled slightly with the tension. "Goodness. I didn't notice how tired I truly was."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 18:52:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"...It is distressful here. I'm always tired."</strong>, the Minotaur nodded towards her. He had stared at her, noticing her form, her body, the way she had to hold her garbs against herself not to become naked before him. Asterion had no shame, for none had really been taught to him. He walked around fully naked, showing his quite bull-like manhood - or should it be a man-like bullhood? In any case, his skin was fully black like leather, but actually simply skin, smooth and soft and hard given his muscled frame.<br><br>Standing close to her, the Bull motioned to offer her his help to stand if she was too dizzy to go on. <strong>"...Want me to carry you there?"</strong>, he asked her softly.<strong> "It's not too far."</strong>, he nodded then, looking towards the bleak darkness of the halls.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 20:08:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I-" she blushed furiously as her mind went to thoughts of his skin against hers. Even as innocent as him carrying her. And he wasn't even human. What was she thinking? She tried to take a step, the dizziness swirling her world around her again. "Oh, Gods, I must have a concussion form hitting my head." Her hand instantly went out, gripping his forearm, and feeling the hard muscle there. "I think you may have too." <br><br>She felt woozy and sick now, barely unable to stand. "I just need to sleep, I think, and I will be okay in the morning."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Minotaur's Labyrinth (wolventears &amp; LordLuck)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordLuck</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 15:19:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Morning. Evening. Matters not, we have time." The Minotaur nodded his large, bovine head as he took his hands against her. She had laid herself against him in order not to lose her footing and go careening down towards the ground. But he did not care for that. She was alive, unwell, but here, with him. After so many years, he had someone to talk to besides Daedalus. And of course, the man's poor son. Taking his time, he slowly crouched... and taking a hand under her back and his arm under her knees, Asterion suddenly lifted the woman off the ground against his chest.<br><br>It felt hot to the touch. This Bull of a man was tremendously strong, Soteria could feel. She was hardly an efford to lift. Wordlessly he wandered through the halls. To her eyes, his movements should be all completely random, crossing a number of times through corridors and turns the woman could sweat they had been through togheter about a minute ago. Yet, his footstesp were sure and knowing. Soon, sooner than possible, they reached a place with a recess on the rock that lead into a small chamber.<br><br>The chamber that was Asterion's little kingdom. He took her towards a bed made of rags and discarded furs. Trinkets and trash of every sort littered the ground - like broken blades and pieces of armour and a long, oblong shield against a wall. These were the gathered things he acquired through many years. Women's dresses. Men's clothes. Vessels of oils and perfumes. He leaned to lay her over the makeshift bed. <strong>"Sleep. I shall find us water."</strong>
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