An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]
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				Title: <strong>An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>17-06-2011, 02:23:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i51.tinypic.com/21o7hnm.jpg)]</div>Syrien's parents had warned him against going up to the surface, but he hadn't listened. Then again, he never had. Syrien was a willful creature, independent and occasionally quite defiant if his parents' instructions went against his desires. He never meant to be, and he loved his parents dearly, but he simply didn't have the self-control to do as he was told when he wanted something different. Besides, he was convinced that everyone, including his parents, had blown this situation out of proportion.<br><br>Fairly recently, an ambassador had come to the kingdom. Syrien wasn't sure where he had come from, mostly because his parents had tried to shield the information from him. As such, he was quite curious. He had made the long swim up to the ocean's edge to gather what information he could, and what he had heard so far was quite unfortunate, to say the least. Apparently, the young ambassador had not been received well by the land-based kingdom, and the sea-based kingdom wanted nothing to do with him, either.<br><br>Unfortunate, indeed. Syrien saw the ambassador's presence as something to benefit from. His watery kingdom was well-established and enjoyed a fruitful relationship with the kingdom just above on land, but Syrien wanted to work on positive relations with other lands. It was important to establish connections, why didn't anyone else see that? Was it because the ambassador came from a different genetic background? It was ridiculous...<br><br>Taire, the kingdom on land, was fronted by elves, and its citizens included centaurs, minotaurs, even naga, but no humans to speak of. Ever since the Great War between elves and humans centuries prior, Taire had been hesitant to welcome humans on reasons of principle. Syrien found it absurd. The War had ended hundreds of years ago, why cling to it? Now was as good a time as any - better, even - to begin rebuilding relations with humans. Syrien was only one merman, but he was a Prince in his underwater kingdom, and he had the authority to at least speak with the ambassador.<br><br>Securing his favorite adornments around his waist, the gold resting against brilliant emerald scales, Syrien waited for the courtyard of his family's coral palace to clear before swimming out of his bedroom window and heading for the surface. Of course, he had no guarantee that the long swim would pay off - the ambassador might not even be around - but he would enjoy the time away, in any event. He loved spending time on the shore, sprawled out on a warm rock to bask in the sun, so the day would not be a total waste even if the ambassador was nowhere to be found.<br><br>Breaking the surface of the water near one of the centaurs' fishing piers, Syrien tossed his waist-length, jet black hair over his shoulder and paddled lazily toward the shore. He had considered swimming through the underwater caverns to one of the smaller freshwater lakes scattered throughout Taire, but his chances of finding the visiting ambassador were much better when he had a whole shoreline to look out for him, as opposed to the limited visibility from the lakes.<br><br>Syrien eventually found purchase on a small gathering of rocks next to the pier, his striking emerald tail sprawling over the surface of the rock before spilling over into the water, the transparent edges floating atop the surface. Long hair cascaded in waves over his shoulder, sticking to his toned upper body, keeping him cool. Syrien loved the sun, but his kind required regular contact with water to keep from overheating. And besides, if he ever dried off, his tail would give way to a set of human legs and... well, they felt awkward. He didn't particularly care for walking. He always felt like he was ready to topple over and fall on his face.<br><br>Shutting his gills and relying on a set of secondary lungs for oxygen, the merman settled back on his perch and kept a weather eye out for the visiting ambassador...
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>17-06-2011, 02:40:32</strong>
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				"Please, my Lords... Reconsider, I give my word that I mean you no harm. As I said, I know nothing of this place... My people have only just given me leave to venture out; what would I gain by betraying potential allies?" Negotiations were not going well; Bael had ventured out from his island country of Phaelon in order to make first contact with the many races that spanned the vast lands. He had expected nervousness and distrust, but the outright refusal for talk by the stubborn centaurs left him floundering.<br><br>Slender horns curled backwards from light grey hair, cut short to hang around his shoulders and frame his delicate face. A hand ran nervously over one of the black horns as he stood at the entrance to the forest city, slender grey tail swaying anxiously from side to side through the small hole in his dark blue robes. "I only... Ask for an audience, nothing more; I do not mind if you wish to guard me-"<br><br>A spear was raised and pointed in his direction, the booming tone of a large black centaur echoing slightly. "Leave this place, outsider! If you ignore this final warning you will suffer the full penalty of an invader.<br><br>Of course Bael had no choice and so with a heavy sigh he turned away and hurried off, a saddened frown on his lips as he made his way toward the coast. What would he do? He had to achieve something; his people were depending on him... The humans had disliked his horns and tail, the centaurs didn't trust outsiders, minotaurs were impossible to find... His only other option were merfolk, and he had no means to contact them.<br><br>As he came to the shoreline, Bael failed to notice the merman sunning himself on the large outcrop of rock and knelt down beside the waves, idly running his fingers through the warm waters. "Mmn... This seems so hopeless..." He murmured sadly, the silver bangles jingling softly on his wrist, necklace of the same color glittering in the Sun.<br><br>"What can I do...? How do I change the mind of entire races...?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>17-06-2011, 03:06:11</strong>
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				Syrien didn't have to wait long for the ambassador to show himself. He spotted movement in the corner of his eye and as he glanced sidelong, he caught his first glimpse of the other male. Tall, with gray hair, and slender, almost delicate horns that curled over his head. Not quite a human, but certainly not like any of the centaurs or minotaurs who inhabited the majority of the kingdom. It was no wonder they had shoved him out...<br><br>Moving to sit up, the merman maneuvered his long raven mane over his shoulder and slid a bit more of his tail back into the water. His body had warmed up a bit too much for comfort since emerging from the depths, and his scales were bound to dry out if he didn't wet them down again. As much as he loved sunning, he couldn't afford to be too careless. Especially not if he expected to keep his tail from making the transition to human legs.<br><br>The poor man looked truly discouraged. From the sound of things, he hadn't had very much luck in his latest attempts to build bridges between his nation and Taire. It was saddening, how intolerant some creatures were. Syrien felt bad for him. But hopefully he would be able to offer a little reprieve from his most recent failure.<br><br>"You are the ambassador they speak of," Syrien said at last, his emerald tail flitting lazily through the water. Golden eyes locked on the foreigner, taking in the exotic nature of his person. He was certainly different from the other species who inhabited Taire, but Syrien couldn't imagine why everyone shunned him so. He didn't seem so terrible, only different.
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 20:09:43</strong>
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				Bael had been convinced that he was alone in his somewhat depressing musings; the sounds of the waves and the subtle breeze that brushed silver-grey hair from his features were calming to him, and he pondered taking a short break. A moment to collect his thoughts.<br><br>As it happened, the exotic tones that filtered through the coastal air were briefly lost to the young male, and it was only when he noticed the shimmer of scales glistening in that he jumped and raised his head, swiftly bowing deeply, clasping his hands together in a show of respect.&nbsp; "Ah! I... I am sorry, I did not realise that I was being watched... I didn't think either, that word of my coming had spread so far..." It was disheartening; if the merfolk had the same opinion of him as the other races, they would most likely not even grant him an audience. "I suppose you know also, that my efforts have ended in failure thus far..." He trailed off with a small sigh before gasping and shaking his head.<br><br>"Ah, but forgive me... I forget my manners... My name is Bael Arkelon... The ambassador of my people..." He trailed off with a deep bow, waiting to hear the merman's introduction also.
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				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>23-06-2011, 21:30:45</strong>
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				The stranger seemed genuinely startled. Syrien couldnt' blame him too much. He had seemed so lost in his own thoughts, clearly upset with how his travels had treated him so far. The worst part about the whole thing was that he came across as so genuine, so kind, and so eager that the merman couldn't believe everyone else had dismissed him. How could anyone have turned down his offer for a talk, at least?<br><br>In response, Syrien offered a small, but no less genuine smile when at last Bael introduced himself. It wasn't in his nature to bow, given his status as a royal, but he did incline his head graciously in a show of respect. Bael might not have been expecting it, given how poorly the kingdom had treated him so far, but Syrien wanted to set him and his people apart from the others who had refused to speak with him.<br><br>"A pleasure, Bael. I am Syrien, Crown Prince of Aegir." Straightening up, the merman pulled his tail up to let the water roll further along his body, keeping the lower portion of his frame wet to prevent his temperature from rising beyond comfort. "It is unfortunate that the land kingdom has refused to speak with you," he said with a small frown. "We could benefit from people like you building bridges between nations."
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 13:48:46</strong>
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				Bael had expected to hear that the merman was perhaps a solider; out patrolling the kingdom boarders for any intruders to their territory, or else a simple male out on a casual swim. Certainly the thought of his being a Prince not once entered his mind, and he gasped sharply as the introduction was made, eyes widening in combined shock and embarrassment. "Y-You are... Royalty? Oh my... I... I did not expect to see... Ah... Please forgive my shabby introduction; I had no idea..." He stuttered, in something of a panic as he rose hurriedly to his feet, bowing deeply once upright.<br><br>"It is an honour to met you, Prince..." He thought it would be impolite to use the given name for such an important individual, and he cursed himself for not knowing anything regarding the customs of those who lived here. What if somehow he was already insulting them? He could very well be damning his efforts before they had barely begun, and all he could hope for was that his simple politeness would ensure a pleasant (if not terrible) first meeting.<br><br>As Syrien spoke, Bael lifted his gaze to look across at the merman, blinking slowly as his gaze wandeed slowly over the slender physique before he caught himself and cleared his throat, cheeks flushing slightly. "Hm? Oh, ah... Yes... I believe they have heard of my arrival... It seems... They do not wish to speak with me regarding communications between our countries..." He frowned slightly and looked off to one side, silver hair fluttering over his features in the breeze that came from the sea. "It's a shame... But I can do little to change their minds..."<br><br>He shook his head then and placed a soft smile upon his lips, bowing his head once again. "Ah, but I apologise again... I should not be complaining to one such as yourself.. I... I fear I know nothing of your customs... I hope I'm not causing offence..."
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				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>08-07-2011, 19:50:38</strong>
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				Bael hadn't realized he was royalty and his reaction was... quite amusing. Syrien found himself chuckling a little, lips pursed. There was something endearing about Bael's humility, the way he went to great lengths to avoid offending him, despite only having spoken a few words to begin with. It probably had something to do with how poorly he had fared with the land nations earlier in his travels. The merman felt for him, he really did.<br><br>Syrien smiled good-naturedly, although there was a touch of mischief in there as well. He meant Bael no harm, of course, but mischievousness was in his nature. "You need not worry, Bael," he assured him. "I am not easily offended." Fortunately for the ambassador, Syrien was very understanding, particularly of foreigners and land-dwellers who did not understand his kind's customs and expectations. If only for that reason, he was willing to give Bael a little breathing room.<br><br>"Although, I would appreciate it if you came down to my level." He gestured toward the space on the smooth rock next to him. "It is one thing if I am in the water and you are on land, but on the shore, it is considered more polite to be on an equal level." Syrien wasn't incredibly bent on the idea of another person's head being higher than his when they spoke, but it was awkward to have his head tilted up at all times in order to hold a proper conversation.<br><br>"You may not be able to change the minds of the land kingdom," the merman said then, "but I believe there is much we can learn from each other. I would very much like to build a relationship between our nations. My kind can handle issues on land when necessary, but as you can imagine, it is very awkward for us. It is in our best interest to have friends in land-based nations like yours."
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-07-2011, 14:50:54</strong>
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				The light blush upon Bael's cheeks at his foolish reaction only intensified as the merman's melodious chuckle reached his ears and he shuffled on the spot, the delicate grey tail ruffling slightly, almost in indignation at his own performace. "I... Ah... I'm glad then... That you are not offended; it would be... Rather typical of me to somehow insult the Royal Prince..." He laughed himself, though it was a somewhat forced sound. Inwardly he cringed at the sheer awkwardness of his behaviour, willing himself to relax. Of course, the more he thought about relaxing, the more impossible it was to do so... Perhaps he was a terrible choice of ambassador...<br><br>"Down... To your level?" The fawn (for lack of a better term) tilted his head to one side, elegantly curved horns glittering slightly in the coastal light before he blinked towards the rock that was indicated, assuming that he was expected to venture towards the outcrop of rock. It was a little uncomfortable; the idea of wading through the cold ocean waters, and yet he didn't want to make a wrong first impression and as such Bael nodded with a small smile, moving forward to carefully pick his way through the rolling waves.<br><br>He had never before had a meeting, if it could be called such, in a pleasant setting as the warm coast, and it was a great novelty that he rather enjoyed. "I will try to ensure that I don't push myself on a level above you, your Highness... I'm sorry if I did so..." Upon reaching the rock he lifted the hem of delicate silken robes of dark blue and white, sliding up to perch on the cool 'seat' with a small sigh. As he was now closer to Syrien he had the chance to look more fully at the merman and he found that the fish tail seemed to glitter rather like jewels. The long hair framed a slender physique... But no. Those thoughts were unhelpful.<br><br>He cleared his throat quietly and shook his head, averting his gaze for a moment before Syrien spoke and he nodded slowly with a small smile, silver hair fluttering over his features as the breeze brushed over the chatting pair. "I do hope that we can build up a good relationship... Between our Nations, I mean-" he cleared his throat "-I hope we can find some common ground, even if we are separated by land and sea..."
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				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 11:58:15</strong>
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				Syrien knew that it was asking a little much to ask Bael to join him out on the rocks, but it was customary, after all. He didn't usually see any reason to stand on ceremony, but there were some things that his breeding wouldn't allow him to overlook. Bael was nice enough. Chances were that he would go out of his way to be courteous. And sure enough, he came out to the rocks in no time, moving to sit with him just above the water.<br><br>Pleased, the merman gave him a smile. "No harm done," he assured. "I hardly expect you to understand all of my people's customs right away. I will be more than happy to teach you." But that would come in time, he decided. Little bit by little bit, if their professional relationship progressed, he would have no problem with instructing Bael on proper protocol with his kind. Bael seemed so eager to please, probably in part because of his lack of success with the land nation, so Syrien doubted he would have a problem with him.<br><br>Moving his strong, glittering emerald tail through the clear, shallow water, Syrien leaned his arms back against the warm, flat rock and gave a sated little sigh. The sun always made him feel quite comfortable; had he been alone, he might have indulged in a nap. However, there were more pressing matters for him to attend to. Diplomatic matters.<br><br>"I'm sure we can," he replied. "But I would prefer not to get too formal just yet. If I am to consider a diplomatic relationship with you, I think it only fair to learn a little about you first. And vice versa, of course." He had no problem divulging information about himself as well. It really was only fair. "What land do you come from, Bael? What is it like there? I would love to hear about your home."
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 00:52:09</strong>
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				It had been a little uncomfortable to get his robes wet, but as he sat upon the rock, Bael found himself relaxing under the warm rays of the sun and he sighed softly, gazing upward tot he sky with a small smile, his hair running down his back. He wouldn't have refused the merman Prince, no matter how strange the request had seemed if only to make a good first impression, and now that he had done as asked, he found himself rather glad, and turned to look across at the now closer male, his eyes shifting unconsciously to gaze at the mesmerising tail.<br><br>"Ah... Thank you very much for your patience; I must admit, this is the first venture out of my country I have ever made... Indeed, the first my race has made. We've been rather secure in our solitude, but I think that... It's important to become involved with those nearby, if only for the wider experience of the world..." He smiled an nodded firmly, clearly passionate about his task before he folded his arms loosely across his chest, leaning back against the smooth rock that felt far too comfortable for what it was before that glittering tail moved over the water, again drawing his eye.<br><br>It was beautiful. There was no other word for it, and Syrien's slender frame and long hair were nothing ordinary either. Bael's people were always free with their expressions of love, and as such the fact that he had such thoughts of another male didn't even occur to him. It was the fact that this male was of a different species, indeed; the crown Prince of another species, and he himself an ambassador... The feelings were terribly impractical.<br><br>"About... Me?" He repeated curiously, unsure quite what information he could offer and a small, thoughtful frown came to his lips before the merman asked the question about his homeland and he smiled softly. "Oh, I come from a small island just off the coast. We call it Tinto, named after the large mountain that rests in the middle of it... It's mostly a mining place; lots of minerals and precious metals... Many of my people make wonderful jewelry and charms from the things we find, here-" He lifted a hand and reached into a small pouch at his hip, withdrawing a small sapphire ring the glowed brilliantly in the sunlight, offering it across to Syrien with a smile.<br><br>"A symbol of friendship... Or... Hopeful friendship..."
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				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 09:08:25</strong>
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				Syrien had learned a long time ago that the quickest way to form any kind of political relationship was to allow a few personal details in as well. His family seemed to agree, although he seemed to be the only one who put any real effort into it. He didn't mind so much. It set him apart from the rest of his family. Sated that Bael would be obliging him, Syrien sat back on the warm, smooth rock and listened as Bael told him a little about his island nation.<br><br>Much to his surprise, Syrien had never heard of Tinto, but he was quite fascinated by the idea of it. For all the obvious reasons, he loved islands, and he was quite taken with the idea of a small island nation with mining as its main trade. His kind did adore precious metals of nearly any sort. As such, when Bael reached into a bag at his side and gifted him with a sapphire ring, he was impressed. Very impressed, in fact, and it showed on his face.<br><br>Letting out both hands to accept the gift, Syrien looked the gem and its beautifully crafted band over with a smile. "This is very generous of you, Bael," he said upon glancing back up. "Thank you very much." Sliding the ring onto his right hand, the merman then reached down to the lavish gold adornments around his tail. Upon the chain, he had attached many charms, most of them gold but some of them silver and many of them decorated with gems. He selected one of the larger charms, a silver disc clustered with tiny diamonds, and offered it with both hands.<br><br>"Gift-giving is one of my kind's most appreciated customs," he explained. "Particularly if the gift is something personal, representing the giver's homeland. You gave me a ring from your nation, and this is a small token from mine."
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>26-07-2011, 00:28:52</strong>
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				Bael hadn't said in order to not taint the merman's honest opinion on the gift, but it was custom in his village to adorn oneself only with jewels made personally or given as a gift, and since it would be so very rude to give away a gift. The silver haired male had given a ring that he had made himself. "I... I am glad you like it, Highness... I didn't tell you before, but the ring was something I made recently just before I ventured out of my country; gift-giving is something of a custom"<br><br>He smiled softly and bowed his head to Syrien, turning back to watch the waves rush against the rock upon which he sat, tilting his head to one side. "Hm...?" He made a gentle questioning sound before turning towards the Prince once again, biting his lower lip as the elaborate diamond disc was offered to him. It seemed so much more exquisite than his own gift, and he felt somewhat inadequate as he reached forward gingerly to take the disc in both hands.<br><br>"I... This is wonderful. I've never seen anything so beautiful before. How is it crafted? The thinness of the disc makes it seem like it has been hammered, but its too smooth... And the small diamonds must have taken such effort to fasten to it... To not have broken the shape..." He blinked slowly and blushed, swiftly lowering the disc to his lap.<br><br>"Ah... I'm sorry. I tend to get carried away with fine jewellery... Its close to home... I don't mean to bore you, Highness..." Bael smiled sheepishly and lowered his head, delicate curved horns seeming to glitter in the sunlight.
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				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>26-07-2011, 02:48:57</strong>
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				Bael's moment of rambling when he was given the diamond disc brought a small smile to Syrien's lips. He was, in fact, quite pleased that Bael had taken notice of the craftsmanship that had gone into its construction. Apparently, his kind were very knowledgeable about the finished products of their efforts, not only the procurement of precious gems and minerals. It said a lot about his nation; Syrien was quite impressed.<br><br>"The current," he explained when asked about the disc's initial crafting. "There are a few very small jets on the ocean floor that propel the water current fast enough to shape the silver. We use more traditional tools for fitting jewels, but jewels are so rare where we come from that we don't alway shave the opportunity to do so." Only the most exquisite pieces of jewelry contained any trace of gems.<br><br>Looking down at the ring that Bael had gifted him with, Syrien smiled once more, utterly pleased. "You made this yourself?" he asked then. "I am very impressed. I could never construct something so beautiful... My craftsman make all my jewelry for me." Running his index finger lightly over the sapphire, he peered back up at the other male, that lazy grin still on his lips.<br><br>"What other hobbies do you have, Bael?" he ventured. "I would like to hear more about what you do with your time in your homeland."
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 17:42:11</strong>
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				The notion that there were currents so fast that they were able to cut through silver was nothing short of amazing to Bael, who looked deeply shocked and ever more impressed by the gift, continuing to roll it gently between his fingers. "Amazing... To think that water could do this... I would be terrified of catching myself on it... I can imagine how..." The young fawn grimaced at the unpleasant mental image, shaking his head quickly to rid himself of it before he spoke again, bowing his head.<br><br>"Ah... My apologies... This gift is truly wonderful... Thank you." The fact that gems were so rare and the disc studded with them showed how valuable it was; Bael had never received such a finer gift. As Syrien suddenly deeply complimented his own craftmanship,&nbsp; he blinked quickly and shook his head, looking rather embarrassed. "Ah... That is nothing compared to the master crafters in Tinto, they can make large chandeliers, stained windows... I'm but a novice, in truth..." He wasn't used to such praise from his people, let alone royalty... It was a lot to take in, however gratefull he was.<br><br>"Hmm? Hobbies?" Bael looked confused for a moment before he looked down to his feet, a hand lifting to fiddle with a strand of silver hair. "Honestly... I have always been something of a dreamer; I used to enjoy gazing at our boarders and imagining what lay beyond... I never thought I would venture out though. This is something of a dream for me... But aside from that... I like to paint. We're quite an artistic race, you see..." He trailed off with a small smile, pondering how wonderful-a subject Syrien would make before clearing his throat and speaking again. "What about you? If its not too rude to ask... Do you enjoy any hobbies?"
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				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 01:34:25</strong>
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				"A painter?" Syrien ventured with some interest. Given their home territory, merfolk didn't paint, nor did they have the means to display finished works that might have been painted on land. As such, he was a touch curious and in no position to pretend otherwise. Besides that, he wanted to build genuine rapport with Bael, and that would not be achieved by standing on ceremony.<br><br>"You should paint me, then," he teased, a small grin on his lips. "I have always wondered what it would be like to be an artist's muse." Something told him that Bael would excel at the craft, as well. He seemed like the artistic type. Syrien had always admired that quality in others, mostly because he knew that he himself was limited to simply appreciating beautiful works of art.<br><br>"Me? Oh, I explore quite a bit," the merman told him, gazing down at his emerald tail as the transparent tip floated atop the salt water. "There are underwater caverns connecting the sea to small ponds and rivers throughout the land kingdom, and I enjoy going through them. I collect things occasionally, usually coins that find their way into the water." At this, he gave a sheepish smile. "My life must sound so dull," Syrien said with a chuckle. "I do enjoy it, though. I have duties as the eldest of my siblings, so I prefer my personal time to be more leisurely."
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 00:24:51</strong>
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				Bael nodded slowly toward the merman Prince with a small smile, quietly proud of his ability to paint. By the standards of his people, the young fawn was merely average, perhaps a little above and it was peculiar to see someone so impressed by the limited creativity he showed. "Well... I try now and then... I'd like to get better..." He murmured quietly before Syrien spoke again, and he turned the words around in his mind several times to make sure he had heard them correctly.<br><br>Paint him. Paint the Prince... The thought brought a rather noticeable blush to slender cheeks and his gaze drifted slowly over the merman's slender body, swallowing thickly. "I... I would be honoured to... Though I..." He hesitated, his blush deepening for a moment before he spoke again. "I don't think there is any color in existence that could match the beauty of you... Your tail." He added the final two words after a brief moment of coughing, trying to hide his embarrassment. Best to plough on now, he thought. "Its... So many different shades, and how it catches the light and is transparent in the water... Its too perfect to tamper with..."<br><br>A soft smile came to his lips before Bael looked away, frowning at himself; Good Lord he must have sounded so foolish. He decided to hush himself at that point and tilted his head to one side as Syrien spoke of exploration through the ocean; off finding various trinkets and items from the world above. It sounded enchanting, no matter what the merman thought and Bael soon shook his head slowly, slender fingers toying with a strand of long silver hair.<br><br>"Not at all... I think it sounds wonderful to swim below the surface and stumble upon such treasures; like mining... Only in the water." He laughed softly, clearing his throat. "It must be nice to find some time for yourself then; I seem to have too much of it..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 02:20:06</strong>
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				Syrien was quite endeared to Bael because of his modesty. It could have been a front, he supposed, but the merman didn't think him capable of lying or otherwise stretching the truth just to get into his good graces. Syrien thought quite highly of Bael and besides, it wasn't in his nature to be distrustful of others. By no means was he naive, but he liked to give people the benefit of the doubt whenever possible. Besides, it was quite flattering to hear that his tail was a matter of such beauty that Bael doubted his ability to do it justice.<br><br>"Do you really think so?" he asked with a brief downward glance to the emerald scales glinting in the sunlight. Truth be told, merpeople were quite proud of their tails, and so it was likely the highest compliment that Bael could have paid him. "You may consider it a challenge, then," Syrien told him with a soft laugh, "to capture my likeness. It will give us more time to discuss things, no?" Besides that, merpeople were known to be fairly proud creatures, and he was curious to see how Bael saw him.<br><br>If nothing else, he was pleased that Bael didn't think of his life as boring or dull. Syrien was somewhat high maintenance by nature, but easily entertained, and he knew that his activities could be perceived by land-dwellers as monotonous or uneventful. "Mm... Too much free time can be better than no free time," he reasoned with a small smile. "Because once those peaceful hours are gone, you tend to miss them terribly." He felt for Bael, though. He had a job to do, but no opportunity to do it because so many creatures on land distrusted him.<br><br>"Hopefully, I can fill up at least some of that free time," Syrien offered good-naturedly. "You seem like a good person, Bael. I would love to get to know you better in the coming days." If only for the sake of uniting their nations, of course. But if he was perfectly honest with himself, Bael was quite an appealing young man. Handsome, well-spoken, a little nervous from time to time, but endearingly so. Syrien didn't often stray from his own species to seek potential mates, but...<br><br>It probably didn't matter, though. Not many land-dwellers considered sea-dwellers as potential mates, anyway.<br><br>"How long can you stay in the land kingdom?" the merman asked with some curiosity. He wanted to know how much time he had to work with so he could edge his parents into the idea of communicating with him as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 12:13:06</strong>
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				Bael blinked down once again at the glittering tail as Syrein slowly allowed it to drift through the water with a soft sigh of pleasure at the simple sight. He had seen every color there was in the gems that were found in his homeland, or so he had thought; there was nothing like the blend of blues and greens of the merman's tail. "Most certainly..." He confirmed as his statement was questioned, smiling across at the Prince before a light blush crept to his cheeks and he bowed his head, still smiling happily.<br><br>"Ah... Very well then... I... I would very much enjoy painting you, then..." Painting was a very intimate experience for Bael, and though Syrien would not know it, he would be only the third person painted by the fawn; the first two being Bael's parents. With a second small sigh, brilliant blue eyes scanned upwards to the joining of scale and skin, taking a moment to marvel at the simplicity of the join; how it looked so smooth, and of course the merman's flesh itself was nothing but perfect... He wondered idly whether it would be soft to touch. The thought caused Bael to abruptly turn away with a slight clearing of the throat before Syrien spoke again and the fawn looked back, fixing his gaze firmly upon the Prince's jawline.<br><br>Even that seemed elegant and refined; hardly helpful to his bothersome thoughts. "Oh, true enough... It is difficult knowing that you have so much time when you should not, but the locals I have found... Are a little... Well..." He trailed off with a slightly depressed expression, making it clear again the reception he had received upon his arrival. "But then, had things gone well, I would not have met you know... So in that respect, I'm glad things got off poorly." He smiled brightly, tilting his head to one side.<br><br>"Oh, ah... Well there was never any set time to things; I must check back every month with letters, that they know my safety, but other than that... I am here until the job is done. So to speak..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 13:31:13</strong>
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				Syrien knew that he was ridiculous for thinking of Bael as anything more than a kind young man with whom he could build a political union. Most land-dwellers appreciated the idea of sea creatures like him, but they balked at the idea of becoming involved with one. Syrien didn't blame them. It was a big change to make, after all, and he didn't particularly care for trading in his tail for legs to indulge them, anyway. He could have, but he despised walking. It felt so awkward to him. He limited himself to monthly meetings with the land kingdom, and his interest ended there.<br><br>Ah, well. Bael was nice to look at, in any case. Syrien was quite entranced by the horns curling back toward his ears, the way they appeared so bulky and yet so delicate...<br><br>Forcing himself away from those thoughts, Syrien smiled a little at Bael's reply."That is certainly a nice way to think about it," he noted with some amusement. He liked that Bael had pointed out the good in the situation, rather than the bad. Obviously, he hadn't had much luck in his journey so far, so it pleased the merman to see that he hadn't lost all hope yet. Syrien was hopeful that he could turn the fawn's luck around a little. Maybe if his father would listen to reason, the others would follow.<br><br>"Good. Then we will have plenty of time." Syrien appeared quite happy with this. "Unfortunately... we will have no more time today. I didn't know if I would even see you today, and I had spent quite a while up here before I spotted you. I'm afraid that I have other duties to complete before the sun goes down."<br><br>Slipping off the rock, Syrien gracefully lowered himself into the water, but he kept himself a ways above the surface, his powerful tail moving about beneath him and his arms attached to a groove in the boulder to keep him upright. "Come see me on this beach tomorrow, Bael," the merman requested. "I will be waiting for you at the pier at noon. We can have lunch together there." He doubted that Bael would care much for seaweed, so instead, he planned on gathering fruit from the trees near the forest lakes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 00:23:27</strong>
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				Bael smiled softly across at the young Prince and nodded with a small sound of confirmation, glad that his observation hadn't seemed foolish. To many people his wasted efforts would have been pointless, or else nothing to see anything positive in, and while the fawn was rather discouraged by the overwhelming failure of the first day, he would simply try again the next day... And the day after that... And so on...<br><br>"Hm? Oh... I see..." The disappointment would be clear in his tone and the small frown that came to his features as Syrien spoke of having to leave even as he nodded slowly. The demands on a royal's time was something he had no experience of, and he was rather honoured that the merman had decided to speak with him for so long. "Well, I wish you good fortune in your duties, then... Thank you for keeping me company for so long. I have... Enjoyed our talk..." The smallest dusting of pink came to his cheeks as he bowed his head before he blinked curiously at the request to meet again the next day with a small smile, nodding rather quickly.<br><br>"I would love to meet again. I'll be here certainly..." Bael rose from his seated position to wade back through the waters to the beach once again, pausing to look back with a small yet meaningful smile, bowing once again. "Good evening to you then, Sire Syrien." Once the merman left, Bael sighed and shook his head, mentally scolding himself for being so foolish in his drifting thoughts; where was his sense of right and wrong? The merman was a Prince! Was also, obviously, a mereman. The attraction was most likely a fleeting fancy however; the allure of the unknown and such... All the same, as he made his way to the modest camp he had made alongside one of the small rivers flowing inland, he couldn't help but ponder what colour he could craft to match that tail. "Perhaps tomorrow I will bring some samples..." He mused with a small smile, moving into the spacious tent and laying on the bed of soft blankets to allow sleep to slowly take him as night soon fell.<br><br>"Syrien... What a... Beautiful name..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 03:06:44</strong>
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				Syrien was sad to leave. Bael was such a sweet, thoughtful man, and the merman had no desire to leave him. But there was only so much light left in the afternoon, and he had a few duties yet to finish. And so, with a bright smile, he bid Bael goodbye and dipped back down beneath the water, his tail slapping against the surface as he worked up the momentum to push himself down into the depths. His gills flared as he descended, taking in the oxygen that he needed as his secondary lungs shut down. Already, he missed the handsome fawn, but it would only be one more day. Then they could lunch together.<br><br>That evening, Syrien wrapped up his daily chores as early as he could, joining his parents and siblings for a vegetarian dinner of kelp before adjourning to his coral bedroom. Stretched out upon a flat rock that served as his bed, strands of decorative red seaweed fluttering out around him at all sides, the young merman smiled to himself and closed his eyes to rest. He didn't need much sleep, but he planned on rising early so that he could prepare for his afternoon meeting wtih Bael. He hadn't mentioned the encounter to his parents... yet. But he would. Eventually.<br><br>The following morning, Syrien attached his favorite gold chain around his waist and, following a quick breakfast, he informed his parents that he would be taking a personal day before heading off into one of the underwater caves. This one led into a small lake in the forest, one that Syrien frequented when he met with visiting dignitaries like Bael. He considered drying off and using human legs to gather the fruit from the trees, but he quickly decided against it. Legs were so bulky and troublesome...<br><br>Instead, Syrien relied on a thin branch forked at the end to form a cradle he could use to snatch the fruit as he liked. He picked the food sparingly, however; he didn't like waste. It was not in his nature to take more than he needed. After collecting a few apples, pomegranates, and star-shaped fruit unique to the land kingdom, Syrien finished by gathering rich blackberries from bushes near the water's edge. He tucked all his findings into a thin fishnet sack and dove back down into the water, bound for the pier.<br><br>As he was known to do, Syrien arrived early to set up a little picnic area at the end of the pier. He even enlisted the help of a seaside merchant to acquire a bottle of local wine and fine cheeses to match the fruit he had gathered. Complete with stone plates and goblets, the pier was set and ready to receive the visiting ambassador. Pleased with the spread, Syrien sat upon the edge of the pier to wait, his tail dipping into the water to keep his body temperature nice and cool.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 17:13:40</strong>
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				As always, Bael awoke early with the rising of the Sun and yawned lightly with a small smile dancing upon his lips. He recalled happily his first encounter with the young merman Prince, and how that one brief conversation had all-but wiped away the failure that he had met with on his initial quest to land-based settlements. Of course he knew that in time he would have to come up with a solution, but for the moment he felt happy enough to ignore those matters and enjoy some pleasant company.<br><br>He rose swiftly and brushed through long waves of silver, ensuring that he looked presentable for Syrien for their lunch meeting. He selected a dark navy robe to draped around his shoulders that he hoped was the same shade of the beautiful ocean he had met the male in, decorating his wrists with silver bangles and placing a single emerald ring upon his middle finger. The small disk that had been gifted to him was carefully threaded through a delicate silver chain and hung from his neck; it taking pride of place in the centre of his chest and he smiled happily as his fingers played over the glittering surface, closing his eyes and nodding. He was ready to go, though there was one more thing...<br><br>He took with him a small pouch containing many silver jars in which were fine powders of many colours and shades; they were what his race made paints out of when water was added, and Bael planned to try and match or create a shade that matched the beauty of Syrien's tail perfectly, remembering to take a small sheet of canvas with him also. That done, he hurried back along the beaten track towards the beach where they had met the day before, glancing up and down the sand before he spotted a figure at the end of the pier; there was no mistaking the elegant poise...<br><br>"Highness...!" He called out softly as he made his way along the pier, his eyes widening as he saw the picnic that was laid out, slowly kneeling once he was within easily reach, smiling softly and bowing his head. "It is wonderful to see you again... All this food... I hope you didn't go through much trouble to come by it..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 00:39:05</strong>
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				Meeting Bael here on the pier was probably a better idea, Syrien pondered absently. He hadn't liked forcing him out into the water the day prior. At least this way, Bael could keep his clothes dry. Already optimistic about their lunch together, the sea-dwelling creature reclined a bit, golden eyes locked on the blue sky above him while he waited for the fawn to arrive, his thumb absently rubbing against the band of the ring gifted to him by his guest.<br><br>Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long. Apparently, Bael was very punctual. Turning his head to look at him, Syrien's lips curled into a smile and he inclined his head graciously. "No trouble at all," he assured. "It is a bit of a treat for me as well. My diet usually consists of nothing but kelp." His kind were strict vegetarians. They lived alongside fish rather than eating them, although they did tolerate the land-dwellers' need to consume them, provided they fished away from the merfolk's watery kingdom.<br><br>Beckoning the fawn to sit, Syrien shifted his position on the pier, dragging his tail up out of the water to give himself a little more balance. He couldn't move well on dry land, however, so he made a point of sticking near the edge, just in case. "The fruits," he said as he picked up the wine bottle, "come from trees in the forest. I picked them myself this morning. Although I do admit to having a little help with the wine and cheese." He poured equal amounts of wine into each goblet, handing one to Bael.<br><br>"Wine is a bit of an unknown substance to my kind," Syrien told him. "My family doesn't care for it, but I acquired a taste for it some time ago." He had grown to like it, in fact, because a former lover had introduced him to it. The merman had a bit of a weakness for creatures with legs, although that was not something he cared to admit out loud. Or to an ambassador he barely knew.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-08-2011, 21:54:48</strong>
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				Bael hadn't expected to see the merman upon the land; the only reason he could think of that Syrien would have done such a thing was to make himself feel more comfortable, and the fawn smiled softly at the thought, brushing some strands of hair out from his features as he sat beside the young Prince. "This is all wonderful... I did not expect so much..." He said softly, bowing his head once again as he set down the small bundle of papers and paints he had brought with him.<br><br>He noticed with a slight frown how the merman seemed to be uncomfortable with sitting upon the pier, and yet he thought it would be somewhat insulting and as such he remained quiet on the issue. "You... Picked these yourself? I... I am honoured, Lord Syrien..." He was unsure how best to address the Prince; Lord seemed to be the most appropriate.<br><br>"Ah... You enjoy wine?" He smiled and nodded, wrapping his fingers carefully around the goblet and lifting it to his lips, taking a small sip. "Mmm... Its a rarity where I come from; not many plants grow there... Certainly not grapes..." Bael smiled down at the goblet for a moment before reaching for one of the many berries that were neatly piled on a plate, licking his lips and slipping it into his mouth. "Ahh... Its wonderful... Thank you for gathering them, truly..." For several moments Bael indulged in eating the various foods and sipping at the wine before he finally spoke again, gesturing to and picking up the small bundle to retrieve the small jars.<br><br>"Ah, I... I hope you don't mind, but I brought some paints... So that I could try and match a colour to your tail... I've been thinking about it since yesterday..." He smiled in a somewhat embarrassed manner, looking downward with a slight blush. "I'm sorry if its somehow forward of me... I simply... Think it is beautiful..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>15-08-2011, 11:42:49</strong>
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				Bael was nothing if not a gracious guest, Syrien discovered with delight, and he smiled pleasantly in response. He could already tell that the fawn would be delightful company for however long their political arrangement lasted. Secretly, the merman hoped for a great many excuses to speak with him in the future. Already, he was growing fond of the visiting ambassador.<br><br>Placing his goblet back down on the pier, Syrien looked over with some curiosity as Bael took the jars of paint from his bag and explained their purpose. A bright smile swept up the corners of his lips. "I hardly think it's forward," he assured. "If anything, I'm flattered." At this, he gazed down to his emerald tail, noting the way the sunlight caught his scales and made them change color. Merfolk were quite proud of their tails, so it meant quite a lot to him that Bael appreciated his.<br><br>"I greatly prefer my tail to my legs," he murmured thoughtfully. He figured this was a good opportunity to educate Bael a little on the characteristics of his people, which he thought would be beneficial for a person who wanted to build a relationship with them. "I can assume a human form if I remain on land long enough for the water on my tail to dry, but I don't much care for walking. Unfortunately, I'm quite uncoordinated on dry land."<br><br>Dipping his tail back down into the water beneath the pier, Syrien smiled good-naturedly. "You and the other land-dwellers make it look easy, but I'm afraid I tend to stumble quite a bit on two legs."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>18-08-2011, 16:10:58</strong>
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				Bael was so very thrilled as he was given permission to test out the various shades of blue and green he had brought with him; ever since Syrien had spoken of drawing him, the fawn hadn't been able to stop thinking about it. Perhaps it was because the young Prince was the first merman Bael had ever seen, but the shimmering tail was quite honestly one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen... It could have been for other reasons, but the fawn didn't indulge in such silly fancies, however tempting they were...<br><br>"Ah. Thank you... I just brought a few to mix and see if I can find the right shade... It changes so much with the light though..." His gaze lingered on the drifting tail as it glittered over the slowly rolling waves, releasing a small sigh of pleasure. Syrien's movements seemed so effortless compared to his own; Bael couldn't help but feel a little inadequate. He began unscrewing the lids to reveal the bright powders beneath, dipping the slender paintbrush into the water beside the pier before dapping the tip in the powder, bringing the paint over the paper he had brought also.<br><br>"Mmmn... Too bland..." He murmured, repeating the process several times before he blinked and released a soft laugh at Syrien's words regarding walking, placing a hand over his lips as he did so. "Oh, ah... I'm sorry... The image is... Ehem, well." He cleared his throat. "I think that if I suddenly found myself with a tail, I would sink to the bottom of the ocean... Its so different to legs..." Bael smiles and thought for a moment before biting his lip. He tipped a little powder of every tin onto the paper before winding the brush between them to create a strand blend of green and blue. "Hmm... That's... Almost it..."<br><br>He tilted his head. "I think... Maybe some silver...?" He asked to himself before turning fully to Syrien and blushed a little. "Ah, sorry; I'm getting carried away with myself... Thank you do much for the spread... Its wonderful."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>19-08-2011, 09:25:36</strong>
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				Bael flattered him endlessly, for which Syrien was quite grateful. He had a little bit of an ego, and while he tried to keep it in check for the most part, it pleased him quite a bit to know that the fawn appreciated his beauty. Although, he didn't dare to think that that appreciation went beyond an artist's fancy. It was certainly a nice thought, but like Bael, he didn't want to fall to temptation just yet, only to set himself up for a letdown.<br><br>"Different, indeed," Syrien said with a chuckle. "Imagine trying to swim with both your legs tied together!" It was an amusing thought, prompting the young merman to laugh. He had no complaints, though. He liked the water, and while he appreciated the land, he doubted that he wanted to spend all of his time there. He preferred to observe it from afar, traverse through it occasionally, and spend the rest of his time submerged in the sea.<br><br>Gazing down at the paper as Bael mixed the colors, Syrien occupied himself by cutting open a pomegranate and snacking on the little red beads therein. It seemed that the fawn had managed to find a color that almost matched that of his tail by incorporating blues and greens. The similarity brought a smile to his face. "That's very close," he noted with delight. "I like that color, too. It shimmers." Rather like the scales atop his strong tail.<br><br>Peering back up at Bael, Syrien gave him a pleasant little smile. "I'm happy to have company for it," he told him. "I adore spreads like this, but I never have anyone to share them with. My kind usually prefer kelp." Only the royal family ever really acquired tastes for other types of food, usually because they were the only ones with excuses to visit the land regularly to discuss matters of state with the elves who ruled the land kingdom.<br><br>"Are all the people in your country like you?" the merman asked with some curiosity. "Your species, I mean. I have never seen one of your kind here before, so I hope you'll forgive my curiosity." Leaning a little closer, Syrien brought up a hand to run his fingers over the horn curling around one side of Bael's head. He wondered if there was any sensation in it. Merfolk tended to get up close and personal with things they were unfamiliar with. Furthermore, they were very hands-on; they liked to touch and examine things for themselves. He only hoped that his inclinations wouldn't offend the visiting fawn.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>23-08-2011, 14:15:42</strong>
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				The mental image of himself with his legs bound, attempting to swim in the water fluttered to Bael's mind as the merman spoke and he too, lifted a hand to his lips as he chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I'm not the best swimmer even with two legs to kick with... I think you would have to hold me up if I found myself suddenly with a tail..." He smiled across at Syrien for a moment before peering back to the colourful mix of paints he had created on the page, frowning as he wished thathe had brought his silver along also; the colors were fine, bright and crystal as the shimmering tail was... But there was still something missing from it. Never mind. Bsel would see to it when he returned to his camp.<br><br>He smiled across at his companion as te blend of blues and greens was complimented, bowing his head slightly in an embarrassed manner and shuffling a little on the spot. "Ah... I'm sure others in my homeland would be able to come up with a much more suitable shade for you... I fear I'm not the perfect artist your figure deserves..." The fawnpaused, a blush upon his cheeks. "I... Not that I've been... That is... Never mind..." It had sounded like a strange comment to him, and in his moving to justify it, he had only made it seem even more peculiar... Wonderful. Bale looked downward and busied himself in picking at the vast spread again, if only so he would say nothing else foolish.<br><br>"Oh, real? Do... Merfolk typically have no care for... Above-Sea food?" He questioned, tilting his head to one side with a curious expression. He could not imagine eating the same things every day; the variety of foods available on land was perhaps taken for granted, he pondered as he rested a thoughtful finger upon his lower lip, humming softly to himself. "But then, I suppose that if you are used to something, you wouldn't want to change to something inaccessible..." It was a curious and enjoyable thing, ,earning of other cultures... Bale was glad of his venture out into the mainland, if only because of the merman at his side.<br><br>At Syrien's question, a slender White eyebrow arched and he tilted his head to one see curiously. "Like me?" He repeated, unsure of what was meant before his species were questioned and he smiled with a small nod. "Oh, yes... We all have tail, and horns, though they come in many different shades and hues... I suppose they are akin to a human's finger... Ah... Finger... Print..." His words trailed off to soft mumblings as Syrien leaned forward and ran his fingers over the rather personal features, his cheeks flaring in a deep blush as he cleared his throat.<br><br>"They are... Rather... Ah... Intimate things, also... People tend not to touch one another's horns unless... Well... They are betrothed or... Family..." He swiftly coughed lightly and shook his head, smiling again as he looked back to the young Prince. "But I don't mind... Its fine to... Be curious and such... So feel free..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>24-08-2011, 06:49:25</strong>
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				Syrien had never laid eyes on a fawn before Bael, so the horns were a source of curiosity for him. They felt almost like bone, unyielding, and they seemed almost out of place among the nest of silver hair. But somehow, they were appropriate as well. Almost cute, even. Not quite as boorish as the horns seen on other creatures that walked throughout the land kingdom.<br><br>When Bael mentioned the intimacy of the gesture, however, the young Prince moved his hands away. The last thing he wanted was to offend. True enough, he was royalty and could get away with his whims if he so chose, but he was nothing if not considerate. He didn't want to make Bael too uncomfortable. "Forgive me," he said with a smile. Gracious to a fault, Syrien busied his hands with a pomegranate instead.<br><br>"I'm afraid it is in my nature to be... inquisitive, I suppose," the merman noted with a soft chuckle, plucking a few beads of fruit from the ripe husk. "My kind like to touch things, and we do not have the same idea of personal space as land-dwellers. We like to be close. I forget sometimes that land-dwellers think differently on that particular topic."<br><br>Syrien sometimes thought it a shame that creatures with legs weren't as affectionate, but he respected the idea of personal space nonetheless. When one thought about it, it made the intimacy shared between only close friends, family, or lovers that much more special.<br><br>"Do you have anyone special back home, Bael?" Syrien asked. "I apologize if the subject is too personal, but I'm a bit curious."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 15:56:49</strong>
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				(I'm so sorry for the wait, dear...)<br><br>Bael's deep blush continued to shine through his cheeks even after the merman Prince withdrew his inquisitive touch and apologised. No one but the fawn's mother and father had ever touched the curved horned before, and even then it was the slightest of pats to convey praise, nothing like the slow touch of Syrien's fingers, and in all honestly it was terribly pleasant. The fawn rather wished he had said nothing; the merman's fingers were soft against the smooth horns and he found himself wanting to feel it again. Of course he could t ask... Not after he thoughtlessly explained the gesture.<br><br>"Ahk no no... Don't apologise...!" He said swiftly, shaking his head and lowering his clearly embarrassed gaze. "You weren't to know... B-Besides... The touch wasn't unpleasant..." He lapsed into silence then, picking idly at the small plate of fruits and cheeses he had gathered for himself as Syrien spoke of his people, a thoughtful hum passing between his lips. That explained it then; Bael's species were not known for their levels of deep intimacy, but the young ambassador found himself wondering just how it would feel to be so close.<br><br>"I'm not... I don't mean to seem awkward, it was just unexpected... I have never been close to another before and... Well... As I said... Unexpected..." He was rambling, and as such he abruptly silenced himself, mentally scolding his childlike behaviour. He was a fully grown man! Not some young teenager who couldn't keep his roaming thoughts in check... And yet he found his eyes drifting back to Syrien's figure more often than was necessary, biting his lower lip slightly.<br><br>"Hm?" He almost missed the question entirely. "Oh, ah... No... I have never had the pleasure of another..." He swallowed and averted his gaze, shifting where he sat. "I don't mind discussing it; there really is nothing to discuss, you see... B-But I wonder... If I might ask... Well..." Bael shuffled yet further, looking terribly embarrassed as he finally looked back into Syrien's face, his cheeks positively glowing,<br><br>"Might I... T-Touch... Your tail...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>03-09-2011, 09:43:59</strong>
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				It was a shame, Syrien thought, that Bael had no one waiting for him at home. The fawn looked quite lonely during that admission, and while the merman didn't exactly pity him for it, he thought it a terrible waste. Bael was a charming man, attractive and kind, and Syrien couldn't imagine someone in his home country not snapping him right up. Perhaps after he had built some connections, potential lovers would look upon him more kindly upon his return to his home.<br><br>Although... this also meant that Syrien was free to court him if he liked. That was, if Bael was even interested in men. Syrien had no way of knowing for sure, but he was slightly hopeful. Truth be told, the merman was quite lonely on his own. He sometimes pined for affection, as he was right then. Particularly when, much to his surprise, Bael asked to touch his tail. It wasn't a particularly intimate gesture the way it was with Bael's horns, but... still.<br><br>"Of course." Syrien smiled, lifting his tail from the water and laying the slender expanse of muscle along the pier. He tried his best to avoid the spread for fear of getting their food wet or knocking over one of the goblets. "You indulged my curiosity, it is only right that I indulge yours." Gesturing to the glimmering mass of sparkling green scales, Syrien sat back and waited for Bael to reach out and touch them. There was as much sensitivity in the tail, though, as in the rest of his body, so he hoped that the fawn would be gentle.<br><br>"Some land walkers do not care for the idea of tails," Syrien thought aloud, looking down at the emerald mass with a light sigh. "I admit, it makes my... personal life a bit of a challenge." This was his passive-aggressive way of letting Bael know that he did pursue those of other species. He was fairly flexible that way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 15:05:39</strong>
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				While it wasn't an intimate gesture for Syrien, from Bael's point of view to touch any part of another's body was a rather deep gesture and he swallowed quietly, nodding his head. "Ah... Thank you... I... I will be careful..." The fawn promised, a delicate pink flush having appeared on his face as he watched the slender tail lift from the water to rest elegantly upon the pier. The scales glittered wonderfully in the light of the day and he found himself rather entranced by the sight and he sighed heavily delight, a small smile coming to his rosy lips as he shuffled slightly closer to the young Prince.<br><br>"I've never... Never touched anything like this before... I hope I don't hurt you; I'm sorry if I do..." He murmured softly, his gaze shifting to the tail as he lightly rested the very tips of his fingers against the cool surface. A small gasp passed between his lips at the silken sensation of the scales, his fingers drifting slowly over the tail as he indulged his own curiosity and lost himself in the touch. Slowly he pressed more firmly so as not to harm the merman, the whole palm rubbing slowly over the tail.<br><br>"It... It feels so smooth, I... I didn't expect it to be so delicate..." Bale lifted his gaze then, and the merman spoke of others not liking the appendage, it being lost on him how anyone could think such. "Truly...? I rather like it; it is unique, beautiful..." He stopped himself there, fearing that he would otherwise make a fool of himself by saying too much, until the subtle comment regarding Syrien's preferences was made and he blinked quickly, blushing somewhat.<br><br>Finally he lifted his hand away and bowed his head with a small smile. "It was wonderful, thank you... And... I imagine that... It would allow for a personal life... Would be rather awkward otherwise..." He smiled sheepishly across at the merman, showing that perhaps he was not against anything so 'personal'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 22:58:43</strong>
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				Syrien smiled. "I highly doubt that you'll hurt me," he assured. His tail was quite resiliant; numerous times, he had gotten caught in nets, nicked himself on sharp objects, and even wound up caught by the occasional fisherman's hook. The scales always healed well, and besides, there was plenty of strength behind them if in the off chance that he needed to bat Bael away. He wasn't concerned.<br><br>Nonetheless, he gave a pleased little sigh when at last Bael's fingers ran across the smooth, glittering scales. Contrary to what some land walkers thought, he had quite a bit of sensation in his tail - beneath the scales rather than on the scales themselves - and it was quite pleasant to have it touched, even just a little. It seemed like such an intimate gesture from Bael, too. Syrien was used to being touched, but it was different with Bael somehow. It was comfortable, but exciting all at once.<br><br>"Mm. Thank you," he chimed. "I do take pride in it. Most merfolk do." His expression changed, however, when Bael spoke next, indicating that he probably wasn't balking at the idea of a land walker pairing off with a sea dweller. It was unlikely, of course; such relationships never worked out. Nonetheless... it was certainly a nice thought, and it gave Syrien hope that maybe there was something more to this political business of theirs.<br><br>"Forgive me, but... have you ever had a partner before, Bael?" Syrien ventured, genuinely curious. "The reason I ask is because I'm interested to hear how your kind approaches the subject of love and companionship." For the sake of politics, of course. And... maybe a personal interest, too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 16:03:01</strong>
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				Bael had reached for more of the food that had been brought to the pier, if only for something to occupy his hands with; the urge to touch the shimmering scales again was rather difficult to ignore, but the fawn would restrain himself. He didn't want to make Syrien uncomfortable, and a small smile came to his lips as he chewed lightly on the piece of fruit he had happened to pick up. "Ah... Well good; it is something to take pride in..."<br><br>His features were marred by a slight frown then as his free hand reached up and trailed over the curved horns atop his head. He was personally fond of them; their curve was neater than most but they were rather small compared to others in the village and as such he was always seen as something of a child. "Hmm... I wish that I had something so wonderful as your tail..." He commented lightly, his gaze drifting from the appendage, up to Syrien's face where his eyes rested, a light blush creeping to his cheeks. "My horns are... Rather small for my age, you see..."<br><br>It was a rather personal thing to admit to, and yet Bael felt comfortable enough with the merman Prince to do so, and he tilted his head curiously as the question of his past experience was uttered. "Ah... I... Well..." He stuttered, shuffling slightly. "I have never... Had the pleasure of, ah... Another's company in that regard..." His cheeks were a terribly bright shade of pink as he muttered to his knees, silver hair drifting to hide his embarrassed face. "But... But that doesn't bother me." He added, lifting his gaze finally with a small, rather sheepish smile.<br><br>"I would rather save the time for... For one who I truly adore... Rather than simply... Settling... If that makes sense, Sir-Syrien..." He blushed a little as he used the name, averting his gaze somewhat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 11:41:08</strong>
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				Syrien hardly knew the difference regarding the size of Bael's horns. They looked proportionate to his body, so he wasn't sure why the fawn was so insecure about them. Then again, he had no idea what the others of his kind looked like, so he had only Bael's word to go on. Nonetheless, he found himself marveling at those lovely, majestic horns atop his head. Despite how Bael may have thought of them, Syrien was quite fond of them.<br><br>"I think they make you look rather elegant," Syrien admitted with a small smile. "Regal, even." But he didn't want to embarrass Bael by saying anything else. The poor fawn was so easy to disarm that Syrien didn't have the heart to make him feel awkward. It seemed that he already had by asking about the fawn's personal life. For a moment, the merman regretted it, but he was genuinely curious as to whether or not Bael was... experienced.<br><br>And as it turned out, he wasn't. He wanted to save himself. That was a bit of a foreign concept to Syrien; merfolk were a great deal more liberal than that. At least before they were committed to each other. Celibacy or even monogamy before commitment was quite unheard of, and as such, Syrien found himself tilting his head curiously, quite taken back by this admission. "Really?" He would never get over how different land-walkers were...<br><br>"I suppose it makes sense," he said, picking up his wine goblet and taking a sip. "That you would want to save your time, I mean. Admittedly... things are very different with my kind." He smiled. "I suppose you could say that we are very affectionate." But he didn't look down on Bael for living his life differently. It was a cultural thing, and he was eager to learn more about the fawn and his ways. "However," Syrien noted, "when we take a mate and commit, it is for life. So I suppose, in that regard, we don't differ all that much."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>19-09-2011, 20:59:14</strong>
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				It was strange; among his own kind, Bael was regarded as an outsider, someone strange who wanted contact with people besides his own. He was someone who no one would go out of their way to compliment or make feel welcome, and yet as he sat on the pier with Syrien (who he had known but a day) he felt terribly at ease, despite his nervous disposition. "Affectionate..." He repeated the word as the Prince spoke it, a small smile coming to his features.<br><br>His people seemed to be prude in comparison, and he found the idea rather thrilling; that one could be open with their feelings and freely express them was something completely new, and he found himself wanting to experience it. "I have never... Been free in my affection with anyone; we are a private people usually... My touching your tail was the closest intimate contact I have had since... Well..." He looked off to one side, lightly clearing his throat. "Well... I have never done anything like it before... Its... Rather wonderful not to have to put myself in check at every moment..."<br><br>He smiled across at Syrien then, his fingers idly toying with the hem of his robes as he lapsed into thoughtful silence for several long moments before finally he spoke again, his tone tentative. "I... Have always enjoyed learning of other cultures; something my kin found odd... But... I would be delighted if you could... Teach me a little...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 09:16:00</strong>
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				Absently, Syrien dipped his tail back down into the water, sighing at the familiar coolness that washed over his scales. He had to keep wetting himself down to a degree; for as long as he was on land, he had to have some contact with sea water to be comfortable. Otherwise, his legs would form, and he preferred to avoid that unpleasantness whenever possible. Legs were just plain awkward for him.<br><br>"Really?" Syrien smiled, pleased. "Well, then, I am glad I could bring you out of your shell a bit." He chuckled. "You need not worry about offending me, Bael. My kind are fairly liberal to begin with, and I am a bit of a rebel besides. Feel free to speak - or act - freely in my company, I don't mind." If anything, he considered it a great compliment that Bael felt so comfortable around him. At least to this degree. It was nice being able to help him adjust a little.<br><br>Tilting his head curiously, the merman took a moment to process his question before he spoke next. "About my kind?" he asked. "Well... We are very family-oriented. We don't like to travel alone, so we can often be found in groups. It's more comfortable for us that way. Admittedly, I do like my alone time, which is why I come up here so frequently. We are also strict vegetarians. Absolutely no meat, and especially not fish. We understand that land-dwellers require them for their diets, but we can't simply out of principle." The thought of eating fish made him physically ill, although he was reasonable. Or tried to be.<br><br>"We have a treaty with the land kingdom that states there is to be no fishing where we make our home and a good stretch beyond it. That way, there are no mishaps." He smiled a little. "We are a bit protective, you see, so what space we have is very sacred."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 22:33:46</strong>
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				Bael tilted his head to one side as Syrien spoke in response to his question, humming thoughtfully at the idea that the of such a closely-knit community, who were so free with their actions. His own people were steeped in tradition and a strict code of conduct; it seemed to the young fawn that mermen were the complete opposite to his kind, and he felt a desire to learn as much as he could from Syrien.<br><br>"Ahh... I see... It is a strange concept for me... My people are very traditional; we live to marry and have children... And we are very private most of the time, we don't tend to have physical contact unless we are close to the other person..." He nodded slowly, a small smile on his lips as he gazed across as his current companion, shuffling forward ever so slightly and slipping a grape into his mouth, chewing quietly. "Mm... No fish? Ahh... I suspect its for the reason we do not eat red meat... A little too close to home..." He chuckled softly before he nodded once again at the news of those on the land having such a pact with Syrien's people.<br><br>"So... The people aren't usually as... Stern as they were when I visited?" He frowned a little, looking off to the glittering tail once again. "I am unsure whether that is good or not; either they were having a bad day... Or... I am something to dislike..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 08:35:31</strong>
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				The idea of being private was foreign to Syrien. His kind tended to be very open. They were involved in each other's lives, and they made no secret of it. If only for that reason, Syrien was that much more interested in the fawn's way of life. All the more reason to get to know him a little better, he told himself. It would be good for intercultural relations if they learned about each other's differences over the next few days.<br><br>However, it did bring a small frown to his face when Bael mentioned how badly he had been treated. He hated the thought of anyone being so rude to Bael, but he knew very well that it had happened. Unfortunately, it wasn't something that Bael could have avoided no matter what he had done. It would be hard to explain that to him, but at the very least, the merman could try. Maybe then it would be easier.<br><br>"Unfortunately... there wasn't anything you could have done to prevent the way they treated you." Syrien offered him a small reassuring smile. "The people here are a bit distrusting, I'm afraid... We had a terrible clash with humans and their allies once. It was such a long time ago, but it makes those in the land kingdom and in mine quite nervous when it comes to those with two legs. Except for the elves, of course," as it was in fact a royal family of elves who governed the land kingdom. Any other bipedal creature was treated as an outsider.<br><br>"It took us a long time to recover from that conflict, and many are still distrusting because of it. However... I am hoping that my influence will be able to change a few minds." He smiled. "I like you, Bael, and I highly doubt that you mean us any harm. I would gladly stake my reputation on it and talk with the land-dwellers myself."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>02-10-2011, 01:54:39</strong>
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				Bael blinked across at the merman as Syrien spoke of the war that had occurred within the vast lands he currently inhabited. Such a large-scale conflict was unheard of in the fawn's land as it simply wasn't big enough for such a thing; of course neighbouring cities had occasionally had disagreements that sometimes came to blows, but nothing that would be considered 'war'.<br><br>"Mmn... It is... Difficult for me to understand; I have never seen a war... Even battle in my homeland is rare. We are a very peaceful people and while sometimes we do disagree, we mostly settle disputes through dialogue..." He paused to think. "Though... Sometimes fights do occur, they are small scale... I could not imagine something so terrible as to tear a whole land apart..." He frowned and shook his head with a slight shudder. "It is... Unpleasant to think of; I can imagine why they would be untrusting..." Bael nodded with a small smile; one of both sadness and acceptance.<br><br>"Its alright... I'm sure I will... Manage somehow; I won't return 'till I do, regardless." He chuckled softly and offered Syrien a warm smile. "You have been... Truly kind to me... I have hope that with your help I can complete my charge..." He closed his eyes and bowed deeply. "Thank you... Sir-Syrien..."<br><br>As he straightened once again, there was a light flush to his cheeks and he turned towards the vast ocean with a wistful sigh, lifting a hand to toy with strands of silver hair. "I... I envy how... Open you are, and easy to speak to... It must be... So nice..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>13-10-2011, 11:20:39</strong>
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				Syrien nodded. War was an unpleasant thing, but it was an unfortunate reality of their time. It had been a long while ago, so he was hoping they wouldn't see another one, but it was still quite sad to think about. It made him envy Bael's country where differences could be sorted out with words instead of actions. At least they hadn't completely alienated a whole sub-section of species based on a silly prejudice.<br><br>"I will do my best," the merman promised, a smile on his lips. "Unfortunately, I will likely get nowhere without the help of my parents... They have much more pull in royal courts than I." Even as a Prince, Syrien's power was limited. But his parents tended to trust his judgement on these sorts of things so he was hopeful. Maybe if he spoke wtih Bael enough and got to know him better his parents would have more cause to believe him.<br><br>Syrien chuckled, nudging his dark hair over his shoulder and swishing his tail gently through the water. "I do try," he murmured, "although... I don't always open up this much to people." His kind were very expressive, but it was rare that he felt so relaxed and at ease. Bael was a wonder, and Syrien had managed to share a little more with him than he shared with most others. Especially land-dwellers. Even more so, land-dwellers with two legs.<br><br>"You're very kind. And in spite of what some of the others seem to think, you seem to mean well. I appreciate that." Out of habit, Syrien reached out to take hold of Bael's hand. It was a common gesture among his kind so he didnt' think much of it, but he had to admit, the sensation of warm skin upon his cool flesh was quite inviting...
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 15:25:09</strong>
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				Even if the Prince's efforts wouldn't work, Bael was still terribly grateful that he would try at all; they had known each other a little over a day and yet he felt a great kinship with the merman the likes of which he never had with any of his own kind. The fawn never usually spoke to the others of his kind and as such the sudden chance to form a bond with another was something he didn't want to loose and he smiled softly at Syrien with a small nod at the promise spoken.<br><br>"I don't mind if it doesn't work out... The fact that you're willing to try is... More than I would have expected from anyone; I appreciate it a great deal, Syrien..." He murmured softly, tilting his head to one side, long silver hir flutteringover his features as still he smiled, his initial feelings of discomfort all but gone as he spoke with the other male. "I... I wouldn't want you to alienate yourself from your people, however... Ifit gets to that then please, don't put yourself in that position for me..." Bael knew he would feel so very guilty if anything bad happened to such a kind person as Syrien, and he nodded firmly, a small smile on his lips.<br><br>A light flush came to his features then, as he was spoken of as kind, as someone apparently the merman could open up to and he litly cleared his throat, looking downwards to his folded legs, shuffling slightly. "Ah... Well... I'm glad that you can talk to me... I'm impartial to all the goings on here so...i suppose that makes it easier..." He said quietly before he blinked downward as his hand was taken gently in the other's pale, slightly cooler one. His blush deepened, and yet he turned his hand to lightly hold Syrien's hand in return, looking across into the Prince's face.<br><br>"Mmn... I try to make a positive difference... I hope that, with you at least, I... Have done that..." Bael wanted Syrien to enjoy his company, to be comfortable with him for reasons he couldn't define... He simply hoped he didn't seem foolish, speaking such things.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>26-11-2011, 11:14:43</strong>
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				Syrien didn't always stick his neck out for others. Yes, he was a kind, caring creature, but that didn't mean he was willing to go out on a limb for just anyone. It took something special, and Bael was indeed something very unique. Different from what he was used to. He genuinely meant well, and Syrien couldn't stand the thought of anyone not taking him seriously, or at the very least showing him a bit of respect. He deserved that much.<br><br>"Please." Syrien smiled at him graciously. "I can handle this, I promise." He had no disillusions about the situation; if people disagreed with him, he risked putting himself in a bad spot. But he wasn't worried. For one thing, he was quite persuasive and beloved by his people. For another, he didn't particularly care what they thought of him, anyway. He had always been a little bit of a rebel. What was one more blemish on his record?<br><br>The merman happily chatted with his companion for a time, but when the sun began to go down, he knew it was time to part ways. His family wouldn't like him being gone for so long without checking in with them, watchful individuals that they were. He smiled at Bael and began packing away the goblets and plates in the mesh bag that he had brought along with him.<br><br>"Unfortunately, it's about time for me to go. Let's talk again soon, yes? Perhaps at the pond next time. I would love to show you that part of the kingdom." Sitting up straight, he pointed toward a path leading away from the pier and into the trees. "If you follow that road there, it will lead you to the pond. Meet me there in three days' time. I should have more news for you then."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-12-2011, 16:51:29</strong>
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				It was strange for Bael to meet and speak with a being so open and generous as Syrien; while of course his own people were not harsh to outsiders, he doubted they would have risked their own reputation on account of a stranger. His race were typically slow to trust and yet as they spoke long into the evening, the young fawn couldn't help but feel a definite sense of budding friendship with the merman Prince. "Ah... Well I thank you deeply for trusting in me... I appreciate it, truly." He said softly, nodding as Syrien insisted on speak with his parents on the proposed treaty.<br><br>The rest of their conversation was idle banter and yet Bael found himself enjoying the company, his hand occasionally drifting to the glittering tail, gently stroking the silken scales. Touch was something he was unused to; to have it offered so openly was something quietly pleasant and a small smile seemed to always be on rosy lips, a gentle appreciate for the talk that carried them until the Sun began to set. Bael hadn't truly noticed and blinked in surprise as he lifted his gaze to the sky and light chuckle passing between his lips. "Ahh... I didn't realise it was so late. I'm sorry to have kept you..." He tilted his head and followed the merman's point towards the river, humming thoughtfully with a small nod.<br><br>"Ah, three days then... I look forward to meeting with you again with hopeful news..." He lifted a hand to his chest, closing it into a gentle fist over his head before bowing his head deeply. "Until then..." Bael trailed off and watched the splash of water as Syrien left, remaining for several moments on the pier before he sighed softly and rose to his feet. He swiftly made his way back to his meagre camp and slid into the small tent, finding a pleasant slumber fairly quickly thanks to thoughts of a certain Prince that filled his mind with pleasant images and sweet words.<br><br>As he awoke the next day, he decided to strip his camp and move it up the river, searching for the pond that Syrien had spoken of. If it was within the forest, it would be an ideal location for them to meet regularly; they could talk more, share stories of their homes. It struck Bael just how he missed the other's company and he cleared his throat lightly, shaking his head. Best not to ponder too much on the matter.<br><br>When he reached the river and followed it along the smooth rank, he was relieved to find it wasn't overly long and sighed, placing his pack down where the river ended at a large pool in a forest clearing. He soon set up his tent once again and scouted the immediate area, noting with relief that no hostile animals seemed close; deer, wild horses and other harmless creatures often visited the clean water supply and Bael was content to watch them for the remainder of the day before settling down for the night once again.<br><br>He couldn't wait until the third day came...
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				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 12:09:34</strong>
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				As he swam away, bound for his home, Syrien wondered what he would tell his parents. He hadn't yet decided if he wanted to tell them where he had been this whole time, but when he arrived at the palace to find his father in a mood, he decided to keep it to himself for the moment. Best to leave that conversation for when both his parents were in good spirits, bolstering his chances of making them understand and see things his way.<br><br>The following day, he did just that. With some hesitation, he confessed to his parents that he had secretly met with the visiting ambassador. Needless to say, they were not amused. Both of them scolded him in turn, but Syrien held his ground and insisted upon being heard. He was no longer a child, and one way or another, he was determined to get his point across. Fortunately, they seemed to understand how important the situation was to him, and with great reluctance, they agreed to a meeting.<br><br>Pleased, Syrien left the matter alone for the time being, and on the third day, he made his way to the surface as promised. This time, he took an underground passage to the pond he had mentioned to Bael. Just before the sun was at its highest point in the sky, he emerged from the crystal clear water, gills slamming shut, dark hair strewn over his shoulders as he pushed himself lazily toward the pond's edge. Sharp eyes moved about, and not too far off, he spotted a tent. Was it the ambassador's?<br><br>"Bael," he called out, hoping that the fawn would hear him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-12-2011, 16:50:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As it happened, Bael had risen early on the third day; too excited at the prospect of meeting Syrien again to sleep much at all the night before. He had moved to the crystal clear waters of the pond and stared down at his reflection for several moments before deciding to wash himself; it had been all those three days after all, and he wanted to appear his best for the merman Prince. With a quick glance around to check that no one was nearby, the fawn slipped out of the simple white and blue robe that adorned his figure, scolding himself for being embarrassed in front of nothing but a forest, before sliding down the white leggings and stepping from his pumps.<br><br>His body was slender, pleasantly toned from the work his people committed to in the mines of Tinto. The skin was unblemished save for a couple of scars that dotted his back, and coloured a creamy pale that highlighted the pure silver of his hair. Bael slid slowly into the water and sighed heavily, resting against the edge and tilting his head back. It was rather wonderful to indulge in himself, if only for the moment and he carefully ran hands over the curved horns atop his head, removing the dirt to reveal them as their more usual glittering forms.<br><br>He didn't spend long in the pool however, thinking it would be somewhat awkward for Syrien to return with him in such a bare state, and he had stood out once again, long hair clinging to the wet skin of his back and was sliding back into his leggings when the shout came. His cheeks glowed for a moment before he cleared his throat and hastily moved to fully cover himself, arms wrapping around his chest in modesty as he edged back to the pool's edge. "A-Ah...! Syrien... I didn't expect you s-so early, ahh... I apologise, let me just..." He gestured vaguely to his state of undress before turning to find his robe.<br><br>"... Where did I... Put it?" He mumbled, still blushing furiously, damp hair glittering in the light of the day.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 00:44:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When at last Syrien's eyes caught sight of the fawn, it was not in the fashion that he had expected. At this point in the day, he had expected Bael to be ready for their meeting, so to find him instead in a state of almost complete undress was... startling, to say the least. Instantly, the merman looked away, hoping he hadn't completely compromised the fawn's modesty.<br><br>"Oh, my, I- I'm so sorry," he exclaimed, shielding his gaze with one hand. But for all his attempts at not looking, he failed this one time, peeking through the slits between his fingers for a moment or two. He had to admit, the fawn was quite lovely. Tall, toned, his skin a lovely shade of pale... At this, he forced himself to look away again. Thinking of Bael that was so soon was improper to say the least.<br><br>Improper... but not unappealing. Syrien felt a warmth spreading beneath his scales, tickling him almost, and he grunted with slight frustration. This wasn't likely to end well. His kind were not well known for their restraint when it came to sex. Before settling down with one mate, merpeople were known to flit between many partners whenever the urge struck, and because their kind were openly affectionate by nature, they rarely met with rejection.<br><br>However, it wasn't the same with Bael. He was a foreigner with different approaches to intimacy. Even so, knowing that was not enough to still Syrien's mild sense of arousal. A slave to his urges, he was not in any position to try and deny that he didn't find the sight of the naked fawn rather appealing. He had always had a weakness for land-dwellers. Accordingly, when at last he lowered his hand, he drifted over to the edge of the pool and crossed his arms atop the grass, a little smile on his lips as he peered up at Bael.<br><br>"Why not just... come back in?" he ventured. "The water will cover you up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 01:00:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael inwardly cursed himself for not bathing earlier; he really was usually much more organised than this and he couldn't help but worry he was making a terrible impression. To make matters worse, he couldn't see his robe anywhere, the blush upon his cheeks deepening with each passing moment as he felt rather exposed to the cool air and to Syrien's gaze. "Ah, no... No, its my fault for being so late, I, ah... Should have bathed earlier..." He murmured, moving around in his search for something to cover himself with before the Prince spoke of entering the water again.<br><br>"H-Huh?" Bael blinked and thought for a moment, furrowing his brow. He supposed it wouldn't be too bad to remain there for a short time, and besides, Syrien had sat upon the pier the day before; on land for his comfort, it would only be fair for him to return the sentiment. "Alright then... I suppose you're right." He smiled slightly and moved to the edge of the pool, slowly sliding back into it, still with his pants on. The fabric clung to his legs as it grew soaked and the fawn shuffled against the edge, sitting lightly upon a large rock beneath the surface that served as something of a seat.<br><br>"There... Its not so bad; the water is fairly warm..." He said softly, rather unaware of the thoughts that ran through Syrien's mind as he sat openly in the water. "So... Did you speak of my coming? I hope you didn't find yourself in trouble because of me..." Bael's long hair hung in the water, drifting slowly around his shoulders, shorter strands clinging to his neck and cheeks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 01:27:57</strong>
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				Syrien tilted his head as he watched the fawn approach, watching with bright eyes that darkened with his arousal. At that point, he had put away his own brief, fleeting inhibition. It wasn't in his nature to second-guess his urges, and he wasn't about to start now. Especially not when he had someone as lovely as Bael around with whom to entertain himself...<br><br>Turning as Bael slipped into the clear pool of water alongside him, Syrien unashamedly raked his eyes over the fawn's half naked frame. So far, Bael seemed oblivious to his train of thought, but if that was the case, it wouldn't remain that way for long. His gaze lingered beneath the water, watching with some fascination as the moisture clung to the fawn's groin, outlining his member so perfectly that the Prince felt that heat beneath his scales intensifying.<br><br>Gods...<br><br>Edging closer, propelled forward by the sheer muscle that was his tail, Syrien reached up, wet fingers brushing away the strands of silver hair clinging to Bael's neck. "Let's put business aside for the moment... shall we?" A languid smile crept over his lips, long digits nudging at Bael's jaw, turning his head to face him. He considered the fact that he might have been moving too fast for the poor fawn, but he was willing to be patient.<br><br>Reaching up with a free hand, the merman grazed the backs of his fingers over Bael's horns, tracing one from the root beneath his hair, stroking gently down the hard, glistening surface as it tapered to a thin tip. "You are lovely, Bael," he cooed softly in a demure, dulcet tone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 01:37:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Indeed, the fawn had little idea of Syrien's intentions as he slipped into the pleasant water, however as he smiled over at the young Prince, it was impossible to miss the way in which those bright eyes ran slowly over his full figure. Bael felt his cheeks warm at the intensity of that stare, swallowing thickly and unconsciously sliding his thighs closer together; surely Syrien hadn't been focused on that rather personal part of his anatomy? The very thought caused the young fawn to cough lightly and avert his gaze, stuttering for a moment. "Ahh... I... Y-Yes. Your parents... They weren't... Upset by your... By your..."<br><br>Gods, it was impossible to speak as he watched the merman move closer, the distance travelled effortlessly with that wonderful tail. The hand that lifted to brush back strands of silver hair was most certainly an intimate gesture and Bael gasped softly at the quiet words spoken. "I-I... But we... Really should..." Impossible. He couldn't hope to focus with Syrien so very close, and as fingers moved to touch the smooth surface of a dark horn, a small whimper slipped unconsciously from the fawn's lips. While not being overly sensitive, the touching of another's horns was almost always a request for more intimate things, or a gesture shared by lovers... Never before had anyone but his mother done such a thing.<br><br>"I... I am...?" He murmured quietly, his cheeks flushed darkly as he turned off to one side, his slender frame arching ever so slightly towards the merman's as his desire trickled slowly to the forefront of his mind and he swallowed thickly. "I-I fear you... Haven't met any other fawns... I am... A p-poor example of my kind..." Still, the poor fawn stuttered, his tongue sliding out to run over suddenly dry lips. "B-But, Prince... Shouldn't we... Ah... Do... Business...?"<br><br>A final, foolish effort on his part...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 01:53:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Syrien's smile lengthened a bit as he heard Bael's softly spoken protests, insisting that they should probably do business instead of indulging in this flirtation. He was probably right, of course, but the Prince was nothing if not impulsive, and as he looked at the fawn, golden eyes taking him in, he knew that he wanted to indulge himself more than he wanted to deal with political affairs.<br><br>"Oh, you dear, deluded little fawn," Syrien chuckled, running his thumb gently over the tip of his horn. "You are just my type. Tall, lean... and utterly adorable." Leaning closer, he feathered his lips gently to the fawn's cheek, lingering, his breath running cold against his wet skin. Dropping his hand away from Bael's set of horns, Syrien pressed his palm to the middle of his chest, raking his fingers down slowly until they met with the waistband of the fabric concealing his lower half from view.<br><br>Emboldened, his fingers drifted just low enough to graze the outline of the fawn's manhood. His own, meanwhile, began to stir, and he felt the thin layer of scales concealing it shifting accordingly. It wouldn't be long before they parted completely, but he tried to keep himself contained for the moment, not wanting to unnerve the fawn too much too soon.<br><br>"I must confess," he murmured softly into his ear, "I have a weakness for land-dwellers..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 02:07:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael's lips parted with a light gasp as he felt Syrien's brush over his cheek, the touch being almost electric and he found himself whimpering quietly in desire, despite what his better judgement told him. "Ahh... I... P-Prince, this is... I've never..." He trailed off, the deep blush upon his cheeks making it clear what he would have said were it not for his embarrassment. A chaste kiss on the cheek was the most the young fawn had ever received before meeting Syrien, and yet he couldn't deny the urge to move forward... Was this the sensation of finding one's partner?<br><br>He had no idea, and turned sharply to face Syrien directly as he felt nails drag slowly down his chest, yielding little moans from his lips as he writhed against the poolside. "Mmn... Wh-What are you doing...?" He asked softly, only to have his question soon answered as those wandering fingers slipped boldly beneath the hem of his legging and traced the outline of his semi-hard shaft. Bael bit his lower lip hard and groaned loudly, feeling a twitch run over his cock at the sensation, shivering in delight before he heard the small confession coming from the merman.<br><br>"I... Are you s-sure this is... Alright?" He asked quietly, already breathing rather heavily as his arousal steadily grew. "I don't... W-want to cause trouble..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 02:22:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The tips of slender fingers moved fluidly beneath the water, gently tracing beneath the head of Bael's cock, and it was all Syrien could do not to moan at the feel of it. He did indeed have a weakness for the anatomy of land-dwellers. The texture of their genitals was vastly different, and Syrien found himself marveling at it, but he fought not to linger. Just a teasing touch for now, and then his hand moved back up, gliding leisurely along the length of the fawn's slender body.<br><br>"Shh," he urged gently, lips grazing the fawn's neck. "No one will know. It's just us here..." He smiled lazily up at him, pressing the lower half of his body closer, gently grinding the upper portion of his tail - where thin scales met skin - against Bael's hip. The sensation of flesh against the cool, slick surface of his scales never ceased to make him shudder, and now was no different.<br><br>Taking one of Bael's hands into his, Syrien drew him closer, urging the fawn's arm to wrap around his waist. He knew that Bael had had no experience, and he was willing to guide him through it. "You can touch me," he whispered, hooded eyes peering up at the fawn, the intensity in his gaze undeniable. "Go on..." From what he understood of fawns, they weren't very hands-on when it came to these sorts of things. Syrien, coming from a world where things worked in the exact opposite fashion, wanted to teach him a little more about indulging his urges.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 02:39:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael shuddered deeply as he felt the fingers toy with his inexperienced shaft, his breath catching audibly in his throat at the teasing touches that only served to heighten his strange desire. He groaned softly as suddenly those slender digits moved away, parting his lips as if to speak before Syrien did so before him, hushing and assuring that everything would be alright. He supposed there was no reason why it wouldn't be if no one was to find out; a moment of passion and desire that might or might not turn into something more... And yet his natural shyness made it terribly difficult to let go of his worries and indulge himself. "B-But I... I don't know..."<br><br>His body knew however, and as he felt himself drawn towards the merman's slender figure, he moaned lightly, tilting his head back as lips graced his throat. "Mmn... Wh-What...?" An arm had slipped somewhat awkwardly around the Prince's hip as he was urged to, before the idea of actively touching was murmured softly and the fawn faltered. He had done nothing of the sort before, but he forced himself to move slowly, tentative fingers running over the join of flesh and scale. He couldn't help but marvel at the silken texture of both sides of Syrien's figure, a small sigh passing between his lips.<br><br>"Y-You're... You're a natural work of art..." He breathed out heavily, his fingers drifting down to gently massage the smooth scales of the powerful tail, still very nervous, but also very willing to explore and be taught.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 02:50:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling as Bael deemed to cooperate, Syrien leaned closer, pressing his upper half flush against that of the fawn's and sighing at the soothing contact of his flesh. Land-dwellers were warmer than merpeople by nature, and Syrien basked in that heat greedily, bringing both hands up through his silver hair, sifting through the strands gently, fingers grazing the roots of his horns.<br><br>His tail moved beneath the water, propelling his lower body closer, until the widest portion of his scales came into contact with Bael's body. He shivered at the contact, all the more aroused by it, and the scales concealing his manhood slowly began to part. His scales were much smaller there, thinner and softer, and terribly sensitive. They met with Bael's clothing first and he gave a soft moan accordingly, oddly pleasured by it.<br><br>The gold chain around his powerful tail fluttered through the water as he shifted again, this time to arch back, baring more of himself to Bael's eyes, should he have chosen to look down. His manhood, a streamlined mass of firm, tapered pink flesh had since begun to emerge from behind his scales, and Syrien had ceased to care about whether or not Bael saw.<br><br>"Mm," he sighed softly, his blood burning, as he pressed into Bael's hand. "Feels good..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 02:59:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A small gasp slipped from the fawn's lips as their chests pressed firmly against eachother, arching forward himself to seek out yet more intimacy between himself and the Prince, even leaning forward to tentatively brush his lips over Syrien's cheek. "I hope I... I'm d-doing alright..." He murmured quietly, his voice barely above a whisper as if frightened of breaking the atmosphere between them. He felt the shifting of the elegant tail beneath the water and blinked slowly, his hips writhing slightly as they met Syrien's, his own arousal rather prominent against the thin layer of fabric.<br><br>He had looked downward with the intention of shrugging off the now rather pointless piece of clothing, only to pause, gasping loudly in surprise at the shaft of smooth pink flesh that seemed to emerge from a small group of scales. Bael flushed deeply and swallowed, biting his lower lip as the merman pressed further into his hand, murmuring the pleasantness of the action before he closed his eyes and shifted slightly. Slender fingers curled tentatively about the smooth shaft and he groaned softly at the sensation, slowly stroking, watching Syrien's face for any sign of discomfort.<br><br>"H-How is... How is this...?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 03:12:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Syrien watched as Bael's eyes fell between them, and he found himself flushing in the slightest at his reaction. Regardless of being open about his sexuality, he was still a touch self-conscious during those first few moments, especially since his own manhood was so much different from Bael's. He held his breath for a moment, waiting to see what he would do, and he was pleasantly surprised when the fawn's hand fell lower to wrap around his shaft.<br><br>Dropping his head back, long black hair cascading over his shoulder in waves, the Prince gave a soft, breathy moan. "So good," he replied, fingers tightening around Bael's shoulders. The lower portion of his tail curved upward, lifting the rest of him, and beneath Bael's ministrations, his shaft continued to swell. Blood rushed to the lower half of his body, forcing the rest of his length to unfold from behind the protective layer of scales.<br><br>Not one to only receive pleasure without giving it in kind, Syrien dropped a hand beneath the water, smoothly slipping his fingers around the waistband of Bael's trousers and inching them down. Without hesitation, his hand then found the fawn's erection, wrapping around it snugly, lazily stroking at the base, coaxing him to full hardness.<br><br>"And... no one has ever touched you here before?" he cooed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 16:50:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The fawn gasped softly as he watched Syrien's head fall back, apparently in pleasure of what he was doing; he thought himself rather clumsy in his touches and wished he could do better, but the breathless moan that echoed from the Prince's lips said otherwise and spurred him on to continue. The smoothness of the shaft was different, certainly, but alluring also; it felt wonderful against Bael's fingers, and he shuddered, moving his hand slightly faster over the swelling shaft, biting his lip. "You... You f-feel... Wonderful..." He said quietly, his features flushed with both embarrassment and arousal.<br><br>As the merman's hand dropped below the water to find the hem of his pants, Bael blinked quickly and shuffled, almost to move away before expert fingers curled around his length and began to stroke slowly. It was so different to the times he had indulged himself; more intense, more pleasurable and it took little time before his cock was coaxed to full hardness, twitching slightly beneath the water. "A-Ahh... Syrien... I... Its s-so hot..." He murmured breathlessly, tilting his head upward to look almost pleadingly into the Prince's features, asking for something unknown to himself. Relief? More? The poor fawn had no idea.<br><br>He swallowed thickly and shook his head then as the gentle question was asked, running his tongue over his lips before he spoke softly. "N-No... Ahh, y-you are the f-first... Save m-myself..." His free hand lifted abruptly to run fingers over a curved horn; a comforting gesture that helped to calm the raging emotions that swelled within his chest. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 22:24:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				What Bael lacked in experience, he made up for in enthusiasm. Syrien knew for certain now that he had never touched another man before, but one could hardly tell with the way he stroked him, slow at first, but then a little more quickly, prompting his strong lower body to thrust up into his hand. In the water, it was considerably easier for Syrien to move as he liked, his motions fluid and graceful.<br><br>Long, slender fingers tightened around the hard length resting against his palm, giving him a few longer, firmer strokes before at last relinquishing his hold. The fawn was inexperienced, and he didn't want to see him reach a climax so soon. Not until he knew how far he was willing to go for this, his first time.<br><br>Reaching up, Syrien ran his dripping wet fingers over Bael's cheek, lingering at his lips for a moment, tracing the swell of the full bottom petal. "Would you be willing to do more with me, Bael?" he ventured, his tone soft, melodic, soothing. "I want to show you how good it can feel, but... only if you want it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 18:30:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael's lips parted in heavy gasps as his hips writhed just beneath the surface of the water against the firm strokes of Syrien's expert fingertips. His cheeks flushed in a blend of arousal and embarrassment as he seemed already so very affected by the intimacy compared to the Prince opposite him, and he whimpered quietly, tilting his head back with a low groan. "O-Oh, Gods... I... S-Syrien..." His voice was heavy with desire, the movements of his own hand upon the smooth shaft increasing to try and match the merman's before suddenly the touch ceased altogether.<br><br>The fawn cried out softly, his length twitching in the water as he looked somewhat frantically towards Syrien, only to soon feel the comforting touch grace his cheek. A small shiver passed over him as he closed his eyes, lips parting at the gentle touch that ghosted over the lower before he heard the alluring voice seem to ensnare his mind and grip his full attention. He blinked slightly glazed eyes open and swallowed, some degree of anxiety in his words as he replied quietly, giving a small nod. "I w-would want to... Learn from you, Syrien... If y-you would... Wish to teach..."<br><br>He bit his lower lip gently then, lowering his gaze to the water beneath them as he continued to slowly move his hand over the Prince's erection, his cheeks flushing further. "A-Am I... Acceptable to you, then...?" The nervousness with which he asked was perhaps rather adorable, and Bael watched closely for any negative reaction, shuffling on the spot. He would hate for Syrien to find him dull; if they were to be mates then it would be a partnership, both sides giving all they had, and- The fawn stopped his thoughts abruptly. Mates? What was he thinking? It was impossible... And besides, most likely it was just a passing fancy for Syrien...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>20-12-2011, 06:01:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Syrien's lips formed a full, seductive smile at Bael's reply. He would have been glad to reel back a little if Bael had felt too intimidated by the prospect of sex with him, so he was pleasantly surprised to hear that he was willing to learn a little more. Always one to take the lead, Syrien was only too happy to show him the finer aspects of physical pleasures. Unlike Bael, whose species rested on the idea of monogamy, Syrien had had enough experience with multiple partners to be confident in his ability to teach him. <br><br>"Very much so," he purred in return, a soft pink tongue flicking out from behind thin lips to lap at the corner of the fawn's mouth. His tail pushed back in the water, propelling his hips up a little more, thrusting his length into Bael's hand and shivering at the friction offered by his closed hand. It felt good, so much so that for a moment, he wanted nothing more than to bring himself off right there, but he knew that if he did, the experience between them would wind down very quickly. Best to make it last, he decided.<br><br>Reluctantly, Syrien pulled his lower half away for a moment, shuddering at the loss. It took a lot of willpower not to go back for more, but he managed. He had something else in mind. "My body is very different from yours," he murmured as a point of fact, taking the fawn's hand in his and guiding it back to his scales. "Perhaps you should familiarize yourself with it..." Syrien pressed Bael's hand against the patch of scales just beneath his rigid, tapered erection, sighing lightly at the contact. Beneath his jutting length laid more of the thinner, smaller scales. These, too, were designed to part, shielding the opening behind them.<br><br>Syrien hoped that allowing Bael to explore his body would help to build his confidence. The fawn was very timid, that much was clear, and that wasn't likely to change, but the Prince wanted him to feel free to touch. This was an exploratory phase for them, after all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>22-12-2011, 18:14:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft gasp slipped between Bael's lips as the tongue brushed ever so slightly across them, parting rosy skin in an almost inviting manner. His body ached for sensations he had no idea of and he writhed slightly where he stood against the side of the pool, his hand continuing to stroke slowly over the large length, inwardly marvelling at the smoothness of the hardened flesh. "Ahh... I... I feel a little... Light-headed..." He murmured, eyelids drooping in the simple pleasure of being so close to another being, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.<br><br>"I-It is... Good though..." He finished after a moment, his breath catching in his throat as Syrien suddenly used the elegant tail to effortlessly thrust upward into his hand, his cheeks flushing slightly. As the Prince's hand then took his own, the fawn blinked and looked somewhat worried, shaking his head slowly. "I... I'm sorry... Did I... Do something wrong?" His fretting was almost adorable and he looked slightly confused as his fingers again came into contact with the tail, slowly smoothing over the thin scales.<br><br>"O-Oh... What should I... Do...?" He was nervous, that much was clear, and as he gently brushed over the scales he was certain he felt then shift beneath him. Guessing this could only be good, Bael continued to lightly tease the sensitive spot before the scales seemed to fall away completely, leaving a small opening to greet probing fingers. "Wh-What...?" He looked flustered for a moment, being uncertain quite what he had felt, and looked to the merman for direction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>22-12-2011, 22:31:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The way Bael panicked for a moment, worried that he had done something bad, brought a smile to Syrien's lips and he shook his head, hoping to reassure him. He doubted somehow that Bael would ever really shake off that anxiety; it seemed to be a pretty big part of who he was in general. The poor thing. The Prince was mindful of him, though, and was quite happy to be patient with him until he adjusted.<br><br>The merman's breath caught in his throat as he felt Bael's fingers grazing over his scales. They were terribly sensitive there, and that simple action saw him tremble a bit as the fawn continued to touch them. Syrien needed only a bit more stroking in that same spot for the scales to part, and when they did, they exposed a soft pink surface, smooth and slick, slightly spongy to the touch. He shivered as Bael's fingers made contact, a little moan spilling from his lips.<br><br>"Ah..." The Prince's tail pressed forward once more, lust in his eyes as he peered up at the fawn, reaching up to clutch the back of his neck as he drew him in closer for a kiss. Upon parting, he lingered close enough to reply. "Inside," he murmured, dragging wet fingers gently down Bael's cheek. "Put them inside me. Go on..." His lips turned up into a grin. "I won't break, I promise." With one hand still beneath the water, Syrien ran slender fingers over the fawn's erection, tracing the ridge beneath the tip. "I'll make it worth your while..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>24-12-2011, 22:50:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The reaction to his slow and probing touch was good; better than Bael had expected and his cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink at the very thought that he was the one drawing such sounds of pleasure from Syrien's lips. He gasped softly as the slender hand curled around his neck, arching forward with the motion before their lips met and he whimpered softly in delight, shivering at the intimate kiss. The fawn's lips remained parted even after the kiss had ended, breathing heavily before Syrien spoke, and his eyes widened slightly.<br><br>"Wh... What...?" He blinked, blushing furiously at the idea of pressing his fingers inside the smooth flesh they ever so gently traced, biting his lower lip. He didn't know if he was ready for such a step forward and he moved to tentatively say so before cool fingers traced over his aching shaft, teasing the sensitive ridge. "A-Ahh... Oh, Gods..." He panted and ran his tongue over his lips, his length twitching at the merman's touch before he nodded slowly and nervously lined his middle finger against the small opening.<br><br>Slowly, with the greatest of care, Bael pressed the slender digit forward, gasping at the tightness that enveloped his finger. He paused at the second knuckle, looking anxiously into Syrien's face. "I... I'm n-not hurting you am I...?" His voice showed genuine concern as he slid his finger in fully, breathing heavily.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>25-12-2011, 02:22:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The care that Bael took in pressing forward, pushing a finger into him did not go unnoticed. The merman was far from fragile, of course, and he had accommodated intruders much larger than a single digit before, but there was something to be said about the gentle manner that the fawn took up with him. It was nice, to say the least, and Syrien shivered at the initial contact, eyelids fluttering closed for a moment as he savored the sensation.<br><br>Almost instantly, his inner muscles clamped down around the fawn's finger. There wasn't much in the way of friction, however; the channel there was completely smooth. Sighing pleasantly, he gripped Bael's rigid erection that much more tightly, running his thumb over the swollen tip, teasing the little slit there. "It's good," he promised, a little breathless. Being above water for so long made his heart beat that much faster, and he often found himself out of breath very quickly.<br><br>Ordinarily, Syrien would have been a bit bolder. At this point, he had usually wormed between his partner's legs to offer both his mouth and his hands for stimulation. Bael was a special case, however. Leaping right into it would only unnerve him. The merman hoped that after allowing the fawn to explore him, he would be allowed to do the same. Until then...<br><br>"You couldn't hurt me," the Prince chuckled, bringing a free hand down to gently cup the fawn's scrotum, squeezing carefully to test his boundaries before rolling the tender flesh in his palm. "You would be surprised at what my body can take..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 17:13:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As his finger pressed fully inside the tight opening, Bael gasped softly at how very smooth it felt, twisting his finger slightly in an effort to ease the tight muscles upon his digit. He blinked across at Syrien, his cheeks stained a constant shade of pink at the vision of the young Prince before him; he had no idea what Syrien found so appealing about him, but he was honoured nonetheless.<br><br>"A-Ahh... I'm g-glad it feels good..." He murmured softly with a small nod, only to groan loudly and buck his hips up as the thumb teased at the head of his hardened cock, beads of precum trickling out into the water. He bit his lower lip hard and shuddered, his breath hot and heavy under the merman's talented fingers before he swallowed thickly as Syrien confirmed that there was little chance of him being harmed in the process of gentle exploration. Bael swallowed and glanced back down below the water's surface to view that smooth erection, to see his finger buried deep inside the merman's body.<br><br>"M... More...?" He murmured, pressing a second finger beside the first. As he withdrew the digit, he pushed both forward, moaning softly at the added tightness, scissoring his finger ever so slightly to ease the way. His other hand drifted slowly and lightly brushed fingertips over Syrien's hardened shaft, blushing furiously as he did so. His own hips jerked and writhed slightly at the touch to his sensitive sac, head tilting back with a small whine. "A-Ahh... Syrien... I... I d-don't know h-how long I can... I..." It was shameful to admit, but this was his first experience and already he felt his body on the brink of climax... He didn't want it to end yet, but he couldn't help his inexperience.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 23:26:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The merman nodded breathlessly when Bael asked if he wanted more. His body was quite receptive to the fawn's touches, however inexperienced, and he shivered with utter delight as the width of two fingers instead of just one stretched him open a little more. It felt good, more so now that Bael had grown the slightest bit more confident, and Syrien pressed up against his hands eagerly, greedily soaking up all the attention he could get.<br><br>When Bael indicated that he wouldn't last much longer, however, Syrien's objective quickly changed. He was more experienced, more skilled in delaying his own orgasm, but Bael wasn't. It would be better, he decided, to focus on the fawn and make that first assisted orgasm more pleasurable for him. With some reluctance, he pulled his lower body away, whimpering at the loss. But it would be worth it, he told himself, to give back some of what he had been given.<br><br>"You don't have to hold back on me," Syrien purred. "I want you to feel good. Here... Just sit back and relax." Moving back from the ridge of solid rock beneath the water, the Prince gracefully sank down past the surface. The thin gills on the side of his neck came open, flexing as he adjusted his body to receiving oxygen from the water. Reaching out, he fastened both hands onto Bael's hips, drawing himself closer to his lap. And without further explanation, he parted his lips, teasing the length of the fawn's erection with a long, agile tongue.<br><br>He kept Bael waiting only a few moments before the warmth of his mouth surrounded the tip of his erection. The Prince bobbed down eagerly, his tail slapping against the surface of the water to propel himself forward, enthusiastic about servicing his new partner.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>28-12-2011, 18:58:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The fawn's breath quickened, coming in sharper gasps as he writhed against the rocky wall behind him, his shaft twitching in Syrien's talented grip. He tried so hard to focus on sliding his fingers slowly in and out of the tight opening; on pleasing the merman to the best of his limited experience, and yet as the touches upon his own body continued, he found himself slipping away and loosing his focus. "A-ahh... I'm s-sorry..." He panted quietly, shaking his head as the merman slid back suddenly, believing himself to have done something wrong.<br><br>"I... I should h-have better control, I... I should..." He blinked and went quiet as Syrien spoke, his hands moving suddenly away from the young Prince as he seemed to take matter into his own hands. For a terribly moment, Bael thought that he was being abandoned as he watched the merman sink slowly and gracefully into the water before the slender yet firm hands held his hips and he tilted his head in embarrassed confusion. "Wh-What are... You do-Ahh!" The answer to his partially-formed question came sharply as he felt those cool lips engulf the tip of his cock, a loud cry of surprised pleasure echoing through the clearing.<br><br>He gripped the rocks behind his hand, his hips trembling under the effort to keep still as Syrien began to bob his head, sucking expertly upon his aching cock. "O-Oh, Gods... I... S-Syrien... Its t-too much..." He stuttered frantically, a heat pooling in his stomach, causing his length to twitch. With a loud moan of pleasure, the fawn's hips jerked forward, his cock expanding briefly as his seed spurted out into the Prince's eager mouth. Bael panted heavily and remained tense for several long moments after the shuddering release before he sagged weakly against the wall, shaking his head slowly.<br><br>"I... Th-That was... I... I don't know..." He swallowed, trying to regain his senses. "W-Wonderful..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>31-12-2011, 23:17:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The shape and texture of the fawn's cock only served to remind the Prince why he preferred land-dwellers for lovers. Occasionally, he would go to one of his own kind, but he found that partners who lived on land had more to offer him. The texture alone was smooth, but not like his own; smooth like velvet. He found himself especially fascinated by the ridge under the head, and he doted on it eagerly with the flat of his tongue between the diligent motions of his head.<br><br>It wasn't long before Bael reached orgasm; considering his inexperience, Syrien was not surprised, nor was he disappointed. Slowing his motions, the merman tightened his lips around the shaft, accepting the jets of hot seed on his tongue, coaxing out the last few drops before drawing back, savoring the taste of it before swallowing down the mouthful. At last, the merman breached the surface of the water again, licking his lips and humming softly, contentedly, as he settled over the fawn's lap, arms around his neck.<br><br>"Good," he purred, a lazy smile on his lips at the praise. "I'm glad." Pressing forward, Syrien rocked his lower half against the fawn's stomach, grinding his erection against him, a little shiver running down his spine. Ordinarily, he would have expected reciprocation, but considering Bael's inexperience, he didn't feel right just expecting anything. Even getting this far had been a wonder in itself.<br><br>Smiling lazily up at him, the merman feathered a kiss to his neck and sighed, willing his arousal to abate. "There's a great deal more that I can show you, Bael, if you'll let me. Not necessarily right now, but... sometime."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-01-2012, 18:09:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael swallowed thickly as he sagged against the side of the pool, his breath heavy and laboured due to the rather explosive climax that had claimed his body. He had no idea that being so open with another was so pleasurable, and he blinked weakly downwards as Syrien moved finally from beneath the surface of the water, his features slightly flushed with his recent release and some degree of embarrassment. "I... I n-never thought that... There would be s-such pleasure in such a thing..." He murmured softly, closing his eyes against the merman's hold.<br><br>His arms shifted to mimic to affectionate embrace; resting his hands gently upon the Prince's shoulders as he felt his body begin to relax after the blissful high. He couldn't understand now, why his people were so against such closeness; it was a little embarrassing to be so exposed, true, but the feelings it brought were beyond the fawn's expectations and he leaned forward to brush his lips tentatively over Syrien's cheek. "Mm... Thank you..." He felt then, the powerful hips pressing upward against his stomach and gasped softly, his own cheeks flushing brightly at the touch of the merman's still very hard shaft grinding against his body. How could he leave Syrien suffering so? The ache must be terrible, and it didn't feel right to simply leave the merman in such a state...<br><br>"I... I would e-enjoy learning... Anything you have to teach..." He said quietly, biting his lower lip as he looked across at the merman, shuffling slightly. "Though I... I feel as though I should... Do something for you... But I don't know what..." He nodded downwards, indicating the arousal that doubtlessly ached at Syrien's hips. "Is there anything I can do...? Perhaps I... I could g-give you such pleasure... Though I don't know how good I will be..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 10:22:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Syrien was not expecting much in the way of relief. He didn't feel right asking Bael for it, not after imposing so much on him already. More than willing to simply will away his arousal, the merman went to pull away, only to give pause as he saw the fawn gesturing down beneath the water to his erection, somewhat baffled by his willingness to reciprocate. Bael was inexperienced, certainly, but his eagerness greatly made up for what he lacked.<br><br>"If you'd like to," the Prince told him with a little grin. He had been ready to simply ignore the heat building up beneath his scales, but he was happy to receive a little attention as well. Bael was going to be a good student, he could already tell. These meetings were going to be quite eventful...<br><br>Sliding off to the side, Syrien's hands found the edge of the pond and he drew himself up, demonstrating remarkable upper body strength for a creature whose most powerful muscles were housed in his tail. Perched upon the ledge just where the lower portion of his tail could remain in the water, cool and comfortable, Syrien leaned back a little, beckoning the fawn closer with one hand, the other behind him for balance. "You can pleasure me however you'd like, Bael," he cooed. "Your hands, your mouth... Come on. Don't be shy." He smiled enticingly.<br><br>"I know what a land-dweller's body is like. Don't you think you should become a little more acquainted with mine? Maybe that way, you'll be a bit more prepared when we take this a little further..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 18:38:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael's cheeks seemed to house a permanent blush as he shuffled against the rocky outcrop, hoping that he hadn't suggested something foolish as the silence stretched between them. Then the smile came to Syrien's lips and the fawn blinked, nodding nervously to confirm that he did indeed wish to offer the same pleasure he had been given; it seemed only polite if nothing else, but Bael also had a genuine desire to please the beautiful merman before him, to make him feel good... How successful he would be was another matter.<br><br>He gasped softly as he watched how easily Syrien hoisted himself up onto the shore, that elegant tail swaying slowly as the lower half remained cool in the water, the smooth scales above the waterline glittering in the sunlight. It really did seem beautiful to the fawn, whose eyes drifted up the tail to linger for a moment on the hardened shaft protruding from the parted scales. Could he really give such pleasure? Self-doubt gnawed at him, but he looked back into Syrien's face as he was encouraged forwards, allowing his body to drift through the pool, his hands resting lightly either side of the merman's hips. "I... Will do my best..." He said softly. "Though... Perhaps you could... Instruct me a little...?"<br><br>He was level with the merman's midsection owing to the raised position, meaning he didn't need to bend very low to bring himself at eye-level with the smooth shaft, biting his lower lip gently. First, a hand reached forwards to gently wrap around the length, stroking it in uncertain yet firm strokes; he was uncertain what would be best, but he was determined to please. Acting out of a strange instinct to feel that smooth flesh further, Bael leaned forwards and pressed a feather-light kiss upon the line of Syrien's tail; where flesh met scales, shivering at the peculiar, but not unpleasant sensation. "Mm... Wh-What... Would feel best?" He asked softly, his hand continuing to stroke up and down the Prince's shaft.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 21:29:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Syrien moved his long, dripping black mane over his shoulder, his head tilting slightly off to one side as he watched the fawn approach, sighing with delight as that hand moved to wrap around his erection, stroking him again. It felt good in spite of Bael's inexperience, and he arched up into the touch, humming softly as he felt warm lips touching his waist. There was nothing quite like it.<br><br>Oh, but he wished that this experience could have lasted longer. What he would have given to ravish Bael completely and then be taken in turn, but it simply wasn't to be. At least not yet. The fawn was still a novice, as it was, and pushing him that far so quickly wasn't a good idea. His body probably wouldn't have been able to tolerate it, anyway. That would have to change... Syrien had quite the appetite.<br><br>"Mm... I admit, I do prefer having a mouth wrapped around me," he chuckled. "It felt good for you, didn't it? But if you're not ready for that, I'm more than happy to have your hand instead." Arching his back, the Prince pressed against the fawn's fingers, scales glistening as his entire lower body shifted. He wasn't going to demand more than Bael was comfortable giving. It was only their first venture together, after all - there would be time for more intricate measures later.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>11-01-2012, 17:24:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael paused as he heard Syrien's low moan at his gentle strokes over the hardened shaft, looking upwards into the exotically beautiful face that smiled so wonderfully down at him. He couldn't quite describe the sensation of doing such an act; certainly it felt good to offer the same pleasures he had been given, but there was something more than urged him onwards, his cheeks flushed deeply. "I-I... My lips...?" He murmured somewhat frantically at the low comment, looking off to one side with a clearly embarrassed expression.<br><br>Of course it had felt wonderful to feel the merman's lips around his own length, but could he do as good-a job? What if he made a mistake? Worry and anxiety gnawed at his mind even as Syrien tried to encourage him to relax before Bael decided that he would try. He had to push past the barriers he had made for himself; the Prince was so deeply understanding and good, if anyone could teach him, it would surely be Syrien. "I... I will try..." He said quietly, shifting closer to the tail that swayed elegantly through the water, his hands moving to free the smooth length, resting instead lightly upon the merman's hips. "Please... Direct me if I... Make a mistake..." Was the final whisper before the fawn arched forward, his tongue flicking out experimentally to run over the silken flesh, shivering slightly at the sensation.<br><br>Cool, yet hot at the same time, smooth and oddly alluring. Bael swallowed and tilted his head upward, parting his lips before he wrapped them gently around the very tip and sucked, his tongue flicking over the smooth flesh. Slowly, he lowered his head to allow more of the shaft to slide between his lips, doing his best to mimic the motions he himself had felt. His efforts were perhaps a little clumsy as he sucked and whimpered quietly in subtle pleasure at the act, but he wanted to make Syrien feel good and he blinked upward to gaze into the Prince's features to ensure he wasn't doing anything terrible. He unconsciously made quite a picture; eyes up, lips wrapped around the thick shaft with flushed cheeks glowing slightly... Hopefully Syrien would approve.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>12-01-2012, 05:05:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If only because Bael was so hesitant at first, Syrien was that much more surprised - but no less pleased - when he decided to at least try and return a little of what he had given. The merman's tail shifted with anticipation, flicking lazily beneath the water, almost beckoning his new lover closer. It seemed to do the trick, for soon the fawn's lips hovered over his lower half, his tongue snaking over the tip and drawing a small shiver from the Prince.<br><br>The one thing that Syrien loved about land-dwelling lovers was their body heat. Merfolk weren't exactly cold by nature, but they lacked the temperature of those who walked on two legs. As such, the sensation of Bael's lips as he wrapped them around the tip of his erection was enough to make him groan with pleasure. Almost instantly, the muscles in his tail wound tight, flexing, as he arched up in an attempt to receive more of that delicious heat.<br><br>Long and tapered, thick and almost flat at the base, Syrien's manhood would no doubt pose a slightly awkward challenge for the fawn at first. Nonetheless, the Prince took great pleasure in it, wet fingers winding into Bael's silver hair, gently caressing the base of his horn where it connected with his scalp. "That's good," he purred, nudging him down just a bit, silently urging him to try and take in a little more. "Use your tongue a little more. Right around the tip. Mm, just like that..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 18:42:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The streamline shape of the merman's shaft was rather difficult to swallow and Bael faltered several times as he tried to move his lips slowly up and down the hardened shaft, his tongue running over the sensitive flesh. He had little idea what he was doing, but the tension he felt running through Syrien's body couple with the low groan from above had to mean he wasn't doing terribly. He blinked as he felt the hands reach into silver hair, a small sigh of pleasure passing over the hardened length in a rush of hot breath before the join of his horns were lightly stroked and the fawn shivered deeply, a loud moan echoing from his busy lips. <br><br>Evidently there was a reason why such intimate touches were kept between lovers, and Bael blushed furiously, shuddering slightly in the aftermath of such a brief caress to the sensitive join. As he heard Syrien speak and try to advise him, felt the gentle pressure applied to the back of his head, the fawn whimpered softly and tried to take move into his lips, tongue flicking and rolling over the very tip to try and give as much pleasure as possible. Just over half the thick shaft was within his mouth, the tip nearing the back of his throat when the fawn felt he could take no more, and he gingerly lifted a hand from Syrien's hips to stroke what he couldn't suck, his eyes hooded as the heat of the act seeped into his body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>14-01-2012, 07:18:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drawing in deeper breaths, Syrien's tail quivered in the water as he began nearing his climax. It wouldn't take much longer, he knew. Ordinarily, his stamina was quite a bit better than this, but he had a hard time holding back in the wake of Bael's enthusiasm. Naive and inexperienced as the fawn was, he fell into the motions very naturally, and he took direction well, for he didn't seem to have any trouble doing exactly what the prince asked of him.<br><br>Dropping his head back in a moan, the merman fought not to thrust up too far, but his hips did arch up off the grass a little, nudging a bit more of his shaft into the fawn's lips. It seemed Bael had reached his limit for what he could swallow, and Syrien tried his best not to force down more. That was never pleasant for a novice, and he had no desire to scare the fawn off just yet. "Close," he warned, unable to keep his arousal in check any longer. "If you... If you don't want it in your mouth... I suggest drawing back now."<br><br>After that, Bael had a few long moments to react before Syrien's orgasm took hold. Gripping at the grass beneath him with one hand and Bael's hair with the other, he groaned with satisfaction as he came, thick ropes of seed emptying from the thin slit in the tip of his erection. Living and breeding underwater had developed a need for considerably thicker seed than that of a land-dweller, making the consistency of his spend quite different from Bael's. What was more, there was a lot of it. Syrien only hoped that it didn't unsettle the fawn too much.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 16:20:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael's slender fingers felt the tension run over the merman's hips as his lips worked faster over the smooth length and flicked his tongue lightly over the tip with a small whimper at the slightly bitter taste of precum that beaded there. It wasn't unpleasant, and the fawn sighed quietly in pleasure at the act of giving Syrien such a wonderful sensation. He hadn't thought himself able to deliver anything so good, and he smiled inwardly, his confidence rising as he felt the thick shaft twitch within his mouth.<br><br>He blinked slowly and lifted his eyes to watch Syrien's face as the young Prince gasped out that he was close, that it was up to him whether he tried to take it in his mouth or not. Any doubt that Bael had was washed away instantly as he looked upon the pleasure-filled face above him and he shivered, closing his eyes once again to better focus on his quick movements. Small moans echoed around the merman's length and he shuddered as he felt the twitch run over Syrien's shaft before his eyes widened slightly as the release began to spurt from the tip and swiftly fill his mouth. He tried to swallow the seed quickly, coughing quietly before he was forced to pull back with a heavy shudder.<br><br>The seed continued to spurt outwards, and a small gasp slipped from Bael's lips as the fluid clung to his cheek and jawline, shivering deeply. "A-Ahh... I... Ahh..." He stuttered, cheeks flushing deeply in some degree of embarrassment as a hand lifted to gently brush off a small amount of the seed upon his skin, clearing his throat with a nervous smile. "I... I hope I did well... Syrien..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 22:54:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Much to Syrien's surprise and delight, Bael didn't make any attempt to move away. He seemed to think about the matter for all of a moment, but apparently, the fawn was willing to experience it at least once. Rather grateful for that, the merman leaned back and shivered as his orgasm coursed through him, sending thick streams of seed into his new lover's mouth, coating his tongue and soon his lips as well. Satisfied, the prince sank back onto the grass, moaning with completion and settling for the moment.<br><br>A few moments later, after he had collected himself, Syrien drew up once more, smiling languidly down at the fawn and leaning down to gently lap at his bottom lip. He caught a smaller drop of the fluid there, but he hardly minded, and with the pad of a thumb, he rubbed away the rest. "You did... very well," he assured, chuckling softly under his breath. He had to admit that for a beginner, Bael had the sort of enthusiasm unmatched by most experienced partners.<br><br>Sliding back down into the water, the merman sighed with content, drawing the fawn up against him with a little hum of pleasure. "I hope this won't be a one-time event," he murmured. "It would be a shame not to pick this up again later..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>26-01-2012, 15:53:05</strong>
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				The fawn blinked slowly as Syrien leaned back against the grass in seemingly a pleasured haze, a small smile coming to his flushed lips as he found himself rather enjoying the sight. To think that he had caused such pleasure in such a wonderful being; it was beyond anything Bael believed himself capable of, and he shuffled slightly in the warm water, waiting in calm silence for the Prince to collect himself and sit up once again. "Are you... Alright? I have never... Done such a thing before... I hope it wasn't too disappointing for you..." He murmured softly, lowering his gaze slightly as Syrien finally began to sit up, blinking quickly with an embarrassed gasp as the tongue flicked over his lower lip, his cheeks flushing.<br><br>"Ahh... I... I'm glad I was able to please you then..." He said quietly, lips parting slightly as the pad of the smooth thumb gathered p what remained of the clear fluid that stained his skin. He ran his tongue slowly over his lips after, tasting the rather pleasant aftertaste of Syrien's seed, a small sigh echoing through the clearing; he could imagine himself becoming rather addicted to the acts he shared with the merman. He was so patient, caring and of course beautiful to look at; Bael couldn't ask for anything more in a partner...<br><br>As Syrien slid back into the water and gathered him closer, Bael smiled and leaned closed, resting his cheek lightly upon a slender shoulder, lips feathering over the Prince's throat as he replied in a soft whisper. "I... I hope the same, Prince; it was... A wonderful experience, and I'd be happy if you would... Join me again like this... It is so comfortable, so warm..." He cleared his throat lightly, blushing once again as he shook his head and hid his face in the crook of the merman's neck. "Mm... I'm rambling... Making a fool of myself, hm?" He chuckled awkwardly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>07-02-2012, 00:13:52</strong>
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				By the time he sank down into the water, his manhood began to withdraw back into himself until his front was once again flush, the scales uniform, as if nothing had taken place between them. It would take him a while to completely come down from the pleasure high, but for the time being, he was content, happy to rest and relax in the cool water until the time came for him to leave. Unfortunately, with his parents so vehemently against him spending time with the fawn, stayin for very long at any one period of time was going to be tough.<br><br>Squeezing an arm around Bael's middle, Syrien gave a soft chuckle, shaking his head as he peered down in his direction. "Not at all," he assured. "I don't find you foolish." If anything, he found Bael's naivety and tendency to fluster easily somewhat adorable. If somewhat foreign to him. Usually, Syrien drifted toward more experienced partners, and it was clear that Bael had none. He accepted that as a challenge, especially since the few times he had fooled around with virgins, he had quite enjoyed the difference.<br><br>"It will be difficult for me to sneak away regularly, however," Syrien admitted with a little sigh. "My parents do not exactly approve. I would much rather ease them into the idea of speaking with you than bash them over the heads with it, you understand."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 18:54:19</strong>
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				Bael smiled softly as he felt the comforting arm snake around his middle, simply holding close while the pleasure-induced high gradually faded from his flushed body. He sighed softly and closed his eyes, content to relax in the pleasant aftermath when Syrien spoke; reassuring him that he didn't seem at all foolish in these rather intimate matters. "I'm glad then... I... I hope to... Learn more from you in the future..." He said softly, bright blue eyes lifting to peer into the merman's face with a small smile.<br><br>It was then that the young Prince spoke of having to leave so soon, and though Bael understood why, he still felt a frown marring his features as he nodded slowly. "Ah, of course... Hopefully that will change soon; I would be honoured to meet with your parents during my stay, but... That would be best save for later, true." He forced his frown to shift into a smile once again and he eased himself back slightly, a hand lifting to gently comb fingers through the merman's long dark hair with a small sigh. "You will... Come back though, won't you?" He asked, his tone worried.<br><br>"You won't simply vanish into the depths and... Not return to me?" He could imagine it; Syrien was risking a great deal to see him, and the idea of being so swiftly torn from such a being was almost painful to the fawn. "Promise me...?" He smiled nervously, leaning forward slightly to bring their lips close together, his breath running over Syrien's features. "At least for now... Please?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 06:38:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Syrien was nothing if not an affectionate creature. His kind were all very physical, very hands-on in their respective approaches, and the Prince was no different. He tended to enjoy lounging with his lovers in the aftermath, but it was a little different with land-dwelling partners. With Bael in particular, he had to keep one half in and one half out of the water just to speak with him, which was drastically different from what he was used to.<br><br>Glancing down, the merman gave him a raised brow, slightly perplexed at his query. Did Bael really expect him to up and leave now that he had had a little fun? He supposed, though, that he couldn't blame him for his fears. He had been untouched before this. That alone warranted a bit of extra care. And so, with a little smile, Syrien indulged the other male's tentative peck and nodded, reaching up to trail wet fingers gently down his cheek.<br><br>"I won't disappear," he replied. "I promise. I've had far too much fun with you today to cut things short." Dropping his head to press a lazy kiss to the fawn's throat, Syrien chuckled quietly, curling his tail up to wrap around his waist. While heavily muscled, his tail was quite flexible, and allowed him to playfully trap his new lover within its coils. "There's much still to teach you, after all. What a terrible teacher I would be to abandon you so soon."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 18:11:00</strong>
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				The fawn tilted his head slightly with a soft sigh as he felt the cool fingers lightly caress his cheek; it was a touch so unfamiliar and yet so welcome as he lingered in the aftermath of their shared pleasure, turning to press a small kiss to the merman's fingertips. "Mmm..." he hoped it wouldn't be a goodbye gesture, but one of more things to come, and he smiled brightly as Syrien confirmed finally that he wasn't to simply vanish with the tide, not to return again.<br><br>"I'm glad... Thank you..." Bael murmured quietly, a delicate flush upon his cheeks as he reached forward tentatively to tuck rogue strands of black hair back behind Syrien's ear before leaning back quickly; embarrassed by his motion. "Ahh... S-So... You'll come back... Perhaps tomorrow? I'll move my camp closer to the water; so you can call me easily..." He wanted to make things as easy as possible for the Prince; wanted it to be simple for them to meet and to touch and to speak, however difficult that would be. As suddenly the elegant tail lifted to wrap securely about his slender hips, Bael gasped in surprise, blinking down at the glittering appendage with a small smile.<br><br>"M-My... Teacher?" He repeated quietly, gingerly resting a hand upon the tail to run his fingers affectionately over the smooth scales, delighting in the simple touch. "Then... I would be a bad student if I neglected my studies... I should... Try harder next time..." He blushed deeply as he spoke, wriggling against the strong embrace of the tail, feeling extremely comfortable there. "I'll... Hopefully make you proud." The fawn added with a small smile, leaning forward to again brush his lips over Syrien's cheek, only to pause as the merman's found the smooth skin of his throat, sighed softly in pleasure. "Mm... I... I will miss you..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>01-04-2012, 05:11:35</strong>
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				Bael's inexperience shone through quite prominently, the way he struggled with the idea of Syrien actually wanting to remain with him a little longer, or at the very least not abandon him after their tryst. It also spoke of the fawn's naivety. Of course, Bael had other things to think about, of course, namely keeping the lines of communication between his species and Syrien's open. There was a lot at risk for him if things didn't pan out well.<br><br>"Try not to think of missing me too much just yet," Syrien chided him gently, drawing a hand up to work his fingers lazily from the root to the tip of the fawn's horn. He marveled silently at the way it curled up over his skull, nestled in his hair, managing to look rather elegant amid the platinum locks. It was foreign to Syrien; fascinating, even. He wondered, albeit briefly, if he had any real sensation there, or if it was merely the thought of having them touched that had made Bael shiver before.<br><br>"We still have some time, after all. I had no intention of leaving right away." Smiling pleasantly, the merman leaned up to feather his lips over the fawn's temple, allowing his tail to relax at his side. "In the meantime..." His brow furrowed a bit. "How well are you supplied, Bael?" he asked, glancing down at him curiously. "I hardly thought to ask before, but you must be living on very little." Bael had traveled all this way, and considering the fact that he had only a camp for lodging, Syrien wondered just how well he fared on a normal day.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 22:40:08</strong>
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				It was so very comfortable to linger in the firm embrace of the merman's tail; all the more difficult for Bael to think about haing to separate from Syrien so soon. He wouldn't press the issue however, and prepared himself to slide away from the gentle hold to enable the young Prince to fade away into the crystal water once again. "Ahh... It is... Difficult not to think too much of you when we are so close... I can't help but want to spend even more time with you... Syrien..." The very name felt wonderful on his lips, and the young fawn's cheeks flushed slightly as he leaned further forward with a contented sigh.<br><br>He blinked slowly, watching as the merman's hand lifted to gently touch fingers to the graceful curve of his horn, running from the point silver hair gave-way to the somehow soft bone; continuing slowly over the curve until pale fingers brushed over the pointed tip. Bael's eyes had slipped closed at the deeply intimate touch, his cheeks darkening several shades of crimson as he released a faint gasp of pleasure. It wasn't only the thought of such a touch; the horn itself was deeply sensitive and the fawn swallowed thickly, haing to take a moment to pull himselftogether as Syrien spoke to him again.<br><br>"Ahh... You're... Staying?" He repeated with a small smile, tilting his head closer to the merman offered a gentle kiss to his temple. "Mmn... Supplies? I.... I'll be alright... Tinto is a very harsh region to live; mountainous... We live there and manage quite well, and compared to that, here is a paradise with the many plants and fruits that are edible..." Bael blushed slightly and leaned forward to press his lips briefly against Syrien's cheek. "But... Thank you for the concern..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 06:03:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Knowing that Bael was well-supplied to last a while did offer Syrien some comfort. He had little knowledge about the fawn's homeland, and so he hadn't been sure whether he was accustomed to a little more grandeur than what the forests of Taire had to offer. Perhaps especially with the disdain he had earned from the land-dwellers here. That alone tended to make Syrien worry, in as little time as he had had to make Bael's acquaintance. He honestly had no right to worry, given how little they knew of each other thus far, but the prince was nothing if not compassionate.<br><br>"I can't help worrying about you," the merman admitted, wet fingers lazily stroking over the fawn's side, dancing over his flank en route to his hip, tracing the sharp angle of his hip bone. "You're all on your own out here. And with the way the locals have treated you thus far, well..." He smiled at him. "It brings out the protector in me, I suppose." Keeping his tail neatly hooked around the other male, Syrien resigned himself to lounging with him for a while longer, if for no other reason than that he detested the thought of going back hoe to his stubborn, narrow-minded parents.<br><br>"How much longer do you plan on staying?" Syrien turned his gaze down toward the fawn, head cocked curiously. With the poor luck he had had so far convincing the land-dwellers to see his argument, the merman wouldn't have been terribly surprised to hear that he was about ready to pack it in and call the trip a failure. Syrien hoped to convince his parents to give his cause a try, but his influence as a prince were limited.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>06-07-2012, 17:25:23</strong>
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				It was comfortable to linger in the merman's embrace; it gave Bael a sense of safety he missed from his home and while he knew he and Syrien hardly knew one another, the young Prince had been infinitely kind and welcoming; more than any other race had been to him. A slight blush crept to the fawn's face as Syrien insisted on worrying, it being a strange thing, the level of concern shown for an outsider. He shook his head slightly with a small sigh, leaning closer to affectionately nuzzle into the merman's shoulder. "I'll be alright... the climate is very forgiving here; much more so than in Tinto...." He wondered if there was a body of water large enough for Syrien's people... probably not. An example of how mountainous the region was.<br><br>Bael writhed slightly with a small sigh of pleasure at the touch that ran over his hip, lowering his gaze as his solitude was pointed out and light shrugging his shoulders. "I knew being my people's ambassador would mean a great deal of time alone; negotiations take time but... I'm prepared to wait for opinions to at least open to tentative change... You've... Given me some measure of hope in that..." He smiled softly, a hand reaching down to gently stroke the elegant task wrapped around his body.<br><br>"I will stay until I am successful or... I believe there is no chance of success. Diplomatic missions often take many months; I'm not expected back for some time... no one will worry over me until then, so my time is my own to work with." It was difficult to remAin optimistic when faced with such overwhelming distrust but Bael knew he had to start somewhere. A hand lifted to run fingers in a calming gesture over a curved horn, his eyes slipping closed.&nbsp; "Its... difficult... but I have to do this..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 03:02:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In his own way, Syrien worried about Bael. He was the only one of his kind in a land foreign to him, with only one person thus far who didn't regard him with some form of disdain. Most of the land-dwelling creatures around the kingdom weren't prone to unnecessary violence, but Syrien was not so naive as to think that that would spare Bael from unpleasant exchanges if they decided to abandon their ideas of nonviolence in favor of getting the fawn out of their homeland.<br><br>At this, the prince reached up, long fingers idly stroking the partially flattened edges of his gills. It was difficult for him to hide his concern, despite his attempts. Bael was optimistic, but how long would that last? The only way for the fawn to make any progress was if he managed to work his way into the community. To do that, he needed a way in. Syrien wondered if, perhaps, his influence would be of more help to the fawn if he used it on those he was already familiar with. Friends of his on the surface. Maybe...<br><br>"I'll do what I can to help," the prince promised him with a little smile. "I may know of a few people who <em>might</em> be more sympathic to your cause. Give me a bit of time, and I'll see what I can do." He was hoping that by introducing Bael to a few of his acquaintances, he could begin building a rapport that way. It would be easier than having him start at the top with royalty or other nobles. The merman spent a bit of time mulling it, before reluctantly drawing back, edging farther into the sparkling pool.<br><br>"Two days," Syrien told him, "and I'll hopefully have some good news for you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 18:55:10</strong>
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				Bael felt happy that another simply cared for him. However successful his efforts were,he felt extremely grAteful to the merman Prince for offering him at least a chance. The closeness they shared had been wonderful also and his cheeks flushed at the memory as his fingers gently ran over the soft tail that still lingered around his body. He didn't want Syrien to leave however much he knew the merman had to and he blinked across with a small smile at the other male as he stroked flattered gills. Another fascinating and wonderful piece of his body.<br><br>"Ah, truly...?" The young fawn blinked in genuine surprise at the sueden idea that all was not lost, a brig smile coming to his features with a firm nod. "Please... If you have even the slightest hope I would be grateful for your help. I've had no success as you know... If you could convince anyone to meet with me... It would be wonderful." There was always the chance he'd be rejected again, but with Syrien to back him, he thought things might go more smoothly. "Thank you, Syrien... You have... Done so much for me..." Bael smiled as the merman then slowly drifted away, offering a wave and a small bow of the head.<br><br>"Two days...!" He called back, sighing once he was left alone again before returning to his camp and setting about ensuring he would be safe for the night. The days would pass slowly without any company, and the fawn would rather ache for companionship after his first intimate touch as was the reaction among his people, but he would endure. Two more days before he had a second chance; two more days before he saw Syrien again...<br><br>"They won't go swift enough..." He murmured to himself, combing silken silver hair with a heavy sigh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 13:09:00</strong>
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				Beneath the water, Syrien dragged his fingers over Bael's forearm, down his wrist and over the back of his palm, smiling at him and giving a bright nod as he sank farther into the glimmering water. "I have a few friends who may be more willing to listen. Fingers crossed, hm?" He chuckled, and with that, he dove back into the water, strong tell propelling him into the depths and back through the underground passage that emptied into the ocean.<br><br>Syrien spent the rest of the afternoon with his family, making his excuses for where he had been for the first portion of the day, and that evening, he headed for the shore once again. He had many friends who resided on land, two of whom tended to be more active at night. One was called Athea, a naga of some repute with whom Syrien was fairly well acquainted; he was easily sought around the docks at night for a cooldown. Naturally, Athea had heard of Bael and his plight, and initially, he was reluctant. Syrien's longstanding friendship with the naga was just about the only thing that persuaded him, and the merman hoped that Athea's pull with his kind would suffice to help the fawn.<br><br>The following evening, the merman sought Icco, a fire dragon who, unlike Athea, was a bit harder to find. Syrien had to take to land just for the purpose of tracking him down in his forest, which he didn't particularly care to do at all. Legs were awkward and bulky. What was more, Icco was more of a gamble. The dragon had no political influence himself, but his father had the ear of the elves, which made him an important ally for Bael. Again, only Syrien's relationship with the dragon served to get Bael an audience with him. But it was well worth it, and he went to sleep that night content in the knowledge that his companions would at least give Bael a chance.<br><br>Two days later, as promised, Syrien sought out the pool where he had left Bael. Tossing his dark mane out of his face, the merman propelled himself to the water's edge, bright eyes searching the nearby shores for the fawn. "Bael?" he called, hoping to find him nearby. Gods, but he didn't want to take to land again so soon...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 18:45:20</strong>
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				A great sense of loneliness crept over the fawn as he smirked, watching Syrien's slender frame twist and effortlessly swim away into the deep water until it swallowed him completely. He had no idea what to expect from the merman's efforts, and prepared himself for disappointment in the news that an audience would still not be granted. To Bael, it was the simple fact that the young Prince would even try for someone such as himself that was the important thing and he slowly rose to his feet, stretching and lifting a hand to run over his lips, a faint brush gracing his cheeks. If nothing else, his experience had grown from the venture...<br><br>Compared to Syrien's profitable two days, the fawn's were rather slow. There was little for him to do, after all, but wait and hear what news the merman would bring him. He simply remained in his camp, having moved the small tent to the water's edge and digging out another modest firepit nearby also. He remained hidden and quiet, not wanting to risk any further negative meetings on his part and for the two days until Syrien returned, Bael didn't see another soul.<br><br>He was star cooking by the fire on the third day when the Prince returned, the scent of vegetables waiting through the air. He hadn't been using meat carter speaking with Syrien, not wishing to make him uncomfortable and he jumped slightly as his name was suddenly called, turning from the bubbling cooking pot. "Oh...! Prince Syrien!" He smiled and lifted the pot off the fire before hurrying towards the water, smirking brightly at the merman as he knelt at the edge of the pool.<br><br>"How are you? Its nice to see you again..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 12:06:51</strong>
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				Syrien smiled. Fortunately for him, Bael had been within easy reach this time around. Although some part of him had hoped to catch the fawn fresh from bathing again, just for the sake of glimpsing naked skin and perhaps being allowed to touch it again. He fondly recalled their first brief interlude, and some part of him already ached for a repeat performance, if only Bael would permit him.<br><br>Placing his hands on the grassy shoreline, the merman used his strong tail to propel himself out of the water, lifting himself just high enough to perch on the edge of the bank, the golden gems about his emerald scales glittering brilliantly in what little sunlight they had left before sundown. "Ah, very well, thank you. And you?" He knew that Bael was more than capable of taking care of himself, but Syrien was protective by nature, and he wanted little else than to make sure the fawn was taken care of.<br><br>"I managed to track down a few of my close friends on land," Syrien told him then, drawing waves of his long raven mane over one of his shoulders. "They were... reluctant, but they've agreed to meet with you in a few more days, after they've had some time to put their thoughts together. I won't lie, they only do so as a favor to me. But they're reasonable. You may have an easier time talking to them than some others." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 18:55:35</strong>
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				Surely anyone, regardless of sexual preference had to appreciate the natural beauty that radiated from the merman Prince as he rose himself so elegantly from the water; so effortlessly. The way emerald and gold twittered magnificently in the dimming light captured Bael's eyes and he sighed softly in a swimmingly constant state of awe at the sight before clearing his throat and tugging his gaze up towards the equally beautiful face as Syrien spoke. "G-Good... I'm glad you're well. I am... Coping, thought it gets a little lonely so far from another soul." Lawns were overly sociable, but they remAined in family groups for some time... It was a difficult adjustment.<br><br>"Ah... You were successful? Truly?" He smiled brightly and closed his eyes with a relived sigh, a hand resting upon his chest. "I hadn't dared to hope that any would meet with me... May I ask who? Will I need to observe any customs when meeting with them?" He wanted things to go as smoothly as possible; this would be his last chance after all, but that was no reason to forget his manners and he coughed quietly.<br><br>"I'm sorry... Please forgive me. Thank you for doing this for mw, Prince Syrien..." Bael smiled and bowed his head deeply, remaining in the position as he continued. "It's a true honour to... have your help in this, and your friendship, if that's not... being too bold..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 16:35:17</strong>
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				Syrien smiled, pleased with Bael's response. Two representatives really weren't going to make much of a dent in the pool of people who didn't trust Bael or his species, but it was a start, if nothing else. The prince was fortunate enough to have friends in many places, both low and high, and at the very least, he was hoping to at least give Bael a renewed sense of hope in his mission. Because as of right then, he didn't have much.<br><br>"The most you'll have to worry about is Athea's little... eccentricities. He's a naga, you see, and something of a stickler for little details when it comes to these sorts of things. For example," he told him, idly straightening the netting of gold and gems around his tail, "when you address him, especially the first time, you'll have to look him in the eye. Also, don't expect a handshake. It's considered inappropriate unless you're on good terms.<br><br>"As for Icco..." Syrien shook his head. "Dragons are a bit more laid back. The most he will expect is a bow in greeting. Aside from that, try not to worry yourself. Your mannerisms aren't going to be the deciding factor in winning their trust."<br><br>Tilting his head as the fawn bowed in appreciation, Syrien reached out, lightly drawing his fingertips along those magnificent horns. "Only friendship?" The prince chuckled. "Come now, Bael, we're a bit past that, no? And as such," he noted, dropping his hand to grasp the fawn's tunic, drawing him closer to the edge of the water, "please, call me Syrien."<br><br>The merman grinned, endlessly amused by the fawn's inherent modesty. "I'd like to lay with you, you know," he told him, making no secret of his intentions to escalate the sexual aspect of their relationship. "Which I would find considerably easier if you used my first name, rather than my title."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 18:45:06</strong>
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				Bael tried his best not to get his hopes built up too high - simply because meetings had been arranged didn't mean that anything would become of them after all. It was still wonderful to have Syrien's support in the delicate matters of diplomacy however, and he smiled, albeit nervously, as he thought on how best to meet the two representatives. "Hmm... Alright, I'll remember to be careful. Eye contact only..." He nodded slowly and thought to himself how he could best broach the subject. The two would know of his purpose, which would make things easier...<br><br>"I... Ah... This may sound deeply offensive, but... Wouldn't a dragon be... Rather... Large to meet?" Bael shuffled slightly and looked upwards towards the sky, expecting something vast in scale clearly far different to the reality and he swallowed thickly, biting his lower lip. "What if he decides I would make a pleasant snark? I've heave that dragons enjoy sprinting away sheep from their herds..." It might have been amusing to hear, but the poor fawn looked entirely serious.<br><br>"S-Still... I'll do my best..." He finally decided, blinking quickly as the merman spike more intimately of themselves and he blushed darkly as fingers ran over curved horns. "I... I suppose m-more than friends... Yes..." He smiled softly and shuffled forwards as his tunic was tugged, a soft gasoline passing between his lips at the blunt voicing of Syrien's desire to lay with him.<br><br>"Y-You want to... I... I don't..." Bael swallowed and looked off to one side, fingers nervously clasping and unclasping. "N-Not that I'd... Refuse, but I've never... Indulged before..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 08:25:17</strong>
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				Syrien raised an eyebrow for a moment, perplexed, and then began to laugh. It was clear to him now just how little experience Bael had with other species, given the way he reacted at the thought of meeting a dragon. The prince hardly meant to make fun of him, but the poor fawn was terribly off track in his perception of another race, and it amused him for whatever reason.<br><br>"Unfortunately," he told him easily, "what you seem to have heard are warped snippets from sadly misinformed individuals." He shook his head. "Dragons are a bit taller than your kind, true enough, but they're hardly gargantuan. Well, unless you happen upon an ancient, which is highly improbable. And I hardly think Icco will <em>eat</em> you." With a reassuring smile, he patted the fawn's arm. "Never you fear, Bael. I promise that you will be quite safe."<br><br>Drawing the fawn closer against his side, minding the other male's balance as not to send him down into the water, Syrien ran his fingers down over his side. He had a better grasp of physical intimacy, and he was by far more comfortable employing it, where Bael seemed more hesitant to even touch him without permission. "I know," he replied. "Forgive me, I must be moving very fast. Perhaps a bit too fast for you." The merman gave him an apologetic smile.<br><br>"It isn't my intention to make you nervous, or to pressure you, Bael. My kind embrace the physical, I suppose you could say. It's not something that we tend to keep to ourselves for very long. Why, even Icco and I have-" At this, he paused, not intending to make the fawn uncomfortable by going into great detail about his prior encounters with a dragon. "Ah... never mind."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 19:34:02</strong>
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				As Syrien suddenly began to laugh, the fawn blinked quickly and felt an embarrassed heat crawl upon his cheeks, something of a faint (and rather adorable) pout forming on his lips. What was so funny about being eaten? Bael didn't understand and lowered his gaze, feeling incredibly foolish for speaking as he did. Most likely he looked like the ignorant and unwelcome foreigner the other races had dubbed him at that moment and he felt his shoulders sag faintly as the merman explained that dragons were no such thing.<br><br>"I... I see..." The fawn shuffled where he sat beside the river, unable to meet the prince's eyes due to his embarrassment and self-scolding. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken like that... Please don't tell anyone. I don't want to ruin my last chance..." His tone was subdued, eyes only flicking up as he felt the gentle touch grace his arm. It made him felt better at least, that Syrien was on his side and he offered a small smile and a nod towards the merman.<br><br>"I believe you."<br><br>He shuffled closer to the edge of the bank as the arm slid around his waist to run sketching Der fingers over his side in a rather intimate caress, and Bael lightly bit his lower lip, a small sigh of pleasure at the touch echoing between them before Syrien spoke. "N-No... Please don't... censor yourself because of me... I know that I'm inexperienced... but... I want to change that - in all things..."<br><br>He blinked then, as the merman cut himself off mid-sentence, though it was enough for the poor fawn to guess what would have been said and he blushed yet deeper, clearing his throat and looking off to one side. "I-I see... I... I ah... I see..." What was there to say? Bael was lost for words.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 00:44:22</strong>
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				Syrien shook his head, tightening an arm around the fawn with an easy smile. "I wouldn't," he promised. "I'm sorry for laughing. Really, it wasn't to make fun of you. And believe me, even if it was, I wouldn't do anything to ruin your chances of establishing some rapport with the land-dwellers." The entire point of their friendship, at least so far, was to help Bael in his mission. The last thing Syrien wanted was to make an already bad situation even worse by throwing fuel in the fire.<br><br>Poor Bael seemed a little overwhelmed, though, at the thought of the prince with someone else. The concept baffled Syrien a little, and he tilted his head accordingly, wet strands of his raven mane slipping over one shoulder with the smooth motion. "Does the thought bother you?" He knew that Bael was a modest creature when it came to himself, but the prince didn't entirely understand why he had become so flustered when it came to the matter of someone else's prior encounters.<br><br>"Forgive me, but I'm curious." Syrien adjusted himself in his position atop the grass to better look upon the fawn, a genuinely inquisitive look in his bright emerald eyes. "What is it about the topic that bothers you, Bael? My kind are usually very approachable with matters like these, so your reaction is... new to me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>24-09-2012, 18:51:36</strong>
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				Bael smiled slightly, even if there was a lingering embarrassment in his features as the merman apologised, quickly shaking his head. "N-No, it's alright. I just... I suppose it sounded silly to you, since you've known the face of dragons for a time... My people have always been isolated thanks to the island's high mountains, so we have some wild tales about other lands and people..." He shrugged faintly. "It's my job to distill those silly illusions though, so I'm glad you told me... thank you."<br><br>The fawn then tilted his head slightly and watched with some degree of awe as the raven hair spilled over Syrien's shoulder, sighing quietly at the simple pleasure of being close to such beauty before the question was posed of his apparently curious reaction to the news of different pairings. He cleared his throat and lowered his gaze slightly, clapping his hands together on his lap. "I... I didn't mean to offend you. Of course I don't mean to put any sense of claim on you since that would be wrong of me... Please don't think that..."<br><br>He sighed and looked off to one side. "I suppose... Where your people are open, mine are very private. Not to say that pairings don't occur, but they're always behind closed doors - fawn only openly declare affection of... That nature when they are to be bonded together either their parter... It is strange to hear it spoken of so openly, but please down censor yourself for me. I'm here to learn..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 08:29:06</strong>
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				Sex had never been a taboo subject with any of the people Syrien regularly conversed with, so it came as a surprise to him when not only did Bael hesitate to approach sex in his own life, he wasn't very comfortable discussing it in others. It wasn't really a bad thing, the prince supposed, but it did present something of a road block, considering his own open nature. It was difficult for him to censor himself.<br><br>Tilting his head curiously, the merman raised an eyebrow as the fawn explained to him that sex was usually carried out between bonded partners alone. Sex was not casual between them, Syrien had realized that before. Only he hadn't considered how that might affect his fondness of the fawn. Up until now, Syrien had simply assumed that the physical side to their relationship would only progress, but if it went against Bael's natural inclinations, he wasn't so sure. It would have seemed... wrong.<br><br>"I see," he murmured, drawing his arm away from the other male. It wasn't as though he was hurt or offended; he merely didn't want to put Bael in a position where he felt obligated to do something he didn't want. "Well... as I mentioned, things pertaining to the physical are not taboo in my culture." He offered a little smile. "It's very common. I would hardly say that we engage in sex with anyone who asks, but we consider it normal to act on attraction."<br><br>Moving his tail about in the water, the prince chuckled. "I won't lie... I am very attracted to you, Bael. However, if the things that I want go against your culture, I am hardly about to try and convince you otherwise. Especially considering your mission here. I would not want you to agree to something merely for the sake of diplomacy, you understand?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 18:54:54</strong>
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				Bael suddenly felt awkward for speaking out about the more private nature of his people. He never intended to make Syrien feel as though he had to forcibly alter his behaviour, indeed it felt rather nice to be wanted in such a way; he simply wanted the merman to know more about him. "I... Please, you don't have to move away from me..." He said quietly as the elegant talk flicked effortlessly to cause the prince to slide with grace and poise slightly further away. The fawn found he didn't like distance between them and lightly bit his lip, lowering his gaze.<br><br>"I understand your openness... I'm flattered that I... appear to you in any way, especially such an intimate one..." He looked off to one side, hands resting and fidgeting on his lap before he continued, his tone soft and honest. "I am... also attracted to you..." A brush rose to his cheeks, "you are wise, and you are wondrous to look at and to speak with... I never imagined that any races I would meet would... affect me so very deeply..."<br><br>Bael closed his eyes and released a heavy sigh. "I... I like it when you're close to me... Please, I didn't mean that you should move away..." He hesitated slightly, before biting his lip and shifting his legs until they hung inthe cool water and he sat on the bank, before letting himself slide forwards, feet touching the slanted back to keep his chest upwards dry, clothes clinging to his body with the water's movements. "Could you... Come close again...? Syrien?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>12-10-2012, 08:01:36</strong>
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				Syrien was hesitant for a moment. The primal part of his brain wanted to pursue Bael more aggressively, but he had his doubts after he regarded Bael's culture a litle more thoroughly. The fawn wasn't used to this sort of thing, and from what he understood, neither was any other member of his race. Sex was private. Relationships were subtle. None of that had registered with Syrien at first, and now he had to take a closer look at it.<br><br>The fawn's insistence that he move closer, however, brought a smile to the prince's lips and he relaxed a bit more. Lifting and flexing his tail in absent mind, he once more drew an arm around Bael's middle, dragging him up against his side. By this point, Syrien had dried most of the way, so he had little concern for getting the fawn too drenched, unless for some reason he took to water.<br><br>"As long as you're not encouraging me for the wrong reasons," he told him firmly. "If that's the case, you won't hear another word about this from me. I want you to indulge because you want to, not because you think you have to. That said..." Syrien grinned, lazily grazing his fingertips over the ridge of his ribcage and down along his navel. Flirtatiousness was in his nature; he couldn't quite help himself, even if he didn't expect his actions to lead to sex. "I would enjoy nothing more than to expand on your last lesson. Once you're ready, that is."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>17-10-2012, 17:00:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;It was a strange thing for Bael. In his own country he was considered, even by fawn standards to be a loner; always the last person to arrive at any festivities and the last one to ever speak out in public, and yet with Syrien he was apparently something to be desired. It was deeply flattering to think that any merman, let alone their Prince would find him attractive, even if their race was much more open than his own. A small smile came to pale lips as the fawn lightly shook his head, leaning closer to place a small kiss to the merman's cheek.<br><br>"Please, don't worry... While it is a little strange to me, I feel... Comfortable being around you, mad I trust that you would not do anything I wouldn't wish for. But... I enjoy this closeness, however unfamiliar it is." A blush had crept to his features and he leaned sideways to rest his head on Syrien's shoulder, his slender frame writhing slightly as the fingers played over his ribcage and lower. He didn't move away however and his gaze lowered in some embarrassment as Syrien spoke of expanding on their last lesson in intimacy.<br><br>"Perhaps... I need something of a nudge in the right direction..." Bael ventured, lifting his head to look more deeply into Syrien's face. "You are... I'm sure many have said, and please forgive me if I speak out of turn, but you are... Beautiful, and I..." He coughed quietly and looked away suddenly, feeling somewhat foolish for his choice of words. Still, he continued. "And I would like to be able to... Offer proper tribute to you, even if my foolish awkwardness of the topic makes it difficult..." He glanced back towards Syrien.<br><br>"... Did that make sense...?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>26-10-2012, 09:51:29</strong>
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				Syrien still couldn't quite wrap his head around how Bael managed to feel so plain. Perhaps it was simply because the merman came from a completely different environment, but he found the fawn utterly appealing in his way. Exotic. From the tips of his horns down, he was quite the sight to behold, and Syrien had a hard time believing that the other male didn't think of himself as at least somewhat desirable. That was going to have to change.<br><br>"Well, then," he chuckled, "with any luck, it won't feel quite as strange to you after more time has passed." Curling a damp arm around him, Syrien drew his fingers over the side of his face, toying with a few wayward strands of his hair. "I fully intend to introduce you to any number of new things, Bael. If you're uncomfortable with them, you will simply have to stop me. But if you have a mind to be a bit adventurous..." He grinned.<br><br>Syrien didn't have much of a handle on what was acceptable by Bael's standards, but he had every intention of exposing him to the many pleasures in which the prince himself indulged. If the fawn trusted him enough, he could see inviting another party into their little lessons - but that would have to wait until Bael had at least experienced a little more between the two of them. Best not to overwhelm him.<br><br>Sighing, the prince leaned back, gracefully sliding his tail over the surface of the glimmering water. "We best find another topic to discuss," he murmured with a little smirk, "otherwise I might have to drag you into this water to have my way with you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>31-10-2012, 19:35:14</strong>
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				&nbsp;It was quite a large step that Bael didn't tense as he felt the cool arm wrap around his shoulders. He even smiled softly at the touch and leaned lightly into the fingers that toyed with his silver hair with a faint sigh of pleasure. "I... I'm sure I'll be more used to it soon... With your help, hopefully I can become more... experienced..." He nodded slowly and turned his head towards Syrien with an embarrassed expression, shifting his shoulders slightly. "Maybe even I could be 'adventurous' around you...?" The fawn wasn't sure just how much he could let go of his insecurity, but if anyone could draw him out it was Syrien.<br><br>"N-No, actually I... I would like to be more open around you. Despite what my anxiety tells me..." He wanted to make it clear that it wasn't that he didn't want to; the sensations he'd felt had been wonderful and he wanted to experience more. It was simply the matter of his own nervousness that held him back, nothing the merman had done. "I'm sorry. You most think me so prudish..."<br><br>Bael blinked quickly then as Syrien suddenly moved away slightly, that glittering tail moving through the water. "You'll... Have your way with me?" He repeated, tilting his head to one side. "I don't understand... Have I said something wrong to make you move away?"<br><br>Poor fawn. Naive wasn't strong enough to describe him sometimes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>02-11-2012, 10:40:03</strong>
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				Syrien tilted his head, confused for a second. He wondered if he had offended Bael, or what he could have done to make him respond that way. And then he laughed, reaching up to cover his eyes. Oh, but they were so very different in their ways. Bael could no more understand him now than he had days ago. Their ways of communicating were different, and Bael's naivety didn't exactly help him any. But that was alright.<br><br>"Oh, no. Nothing like that," he assured, floating back over to the fawn. He had little to hide, and no real concept of modesty to begin with, so he saw no harm in being honest. "Only that... well, all this talk of what I'd like to do with you is enough to arouse me a little." Emphatically, he drew Bael's hand down under the water, to the area just below where ivory flesh met with emerald scales, where the thinner, smaller flaps were designed to part for his manhood. Already, the thought had the scales there ready to open, which only ever happened during arousal.<br><br>"That is what you do to me," Syrien told him with a smile, letting go of Bael's hand as not to make him feel more awkward. "And I'd much rather not rush you. Unless you'd like to be rushed, in which case..." He grinned, playfully advancing on the fawn. "... in which case, I'd take you right here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>08-11-2012, 18:58:13</strong>
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				The laughter drew a deep blush from the fawn, a pout forming upon his lips as clearly he'd said something to embarrass himself again. He did wish his people weren't so prudish on these matters; it made speaking with other races so much more difficult, but thankfully Syrien seemed all too happy to correct his immediate fears with a shake of the head. "I, ah... That's good..." He said with a quiet cough of embarrassment, looking off to one side in an effort to relieve himself of the crimson flush upon his cheeks. It really wasn't seemly to blush as often as he did, but around the merman he found it impossible to stop...<br><br>He blinked back towards Syrien as the merman drifted slowly towards him once more in the water, the fawn's lips parting in a quiet gasp at the very thought that he aroused the Prince in such a way. He didn't resist as his hand was taken and gently guided beneath the water to touch his fingertips against the small scales at the merman's hip. Bael wasn't sure immediately what he was feeling, but his fingers ever so slightly pressed forward curiously, only to feel the scales slide back, his fingers brushing briefly over the tip of something quite unmistakable.<br><br>His breath hitched and he withdrew his hand for a moment, it awkwardly hovering in the air between them before he placed it upon Syrien's chest. "I... I see..." He said quietly, looking up once again as the merman moved closer, biting his lower lip at the prospect of being 'rushed' in such a way. His body reacted too. The flush wasn't only out of embarrassment as he squirmed slightly, lowering his gaze to the waterline.<br><br>"I... I think I... wouldn't mind being... rushed..." He spoke in barely more than a whisper, finally looking back to Syrien's face. "I think, in fact... I'd... rather l-like to be..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>12-11-2012, 01:39:03</strong>
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				Syrien drew in breath as Bael's fingers dipped far enough beneath the scales to graze his length. The touch was brief and fleeting, but it was certainly enough to arouse the prince. Accordingly, when Bael didn't react unfavorably, he tilted his head and observed him curiously, just debating the matter for a moment. He didn't want to rush the fawn, but that didn't seem to be the case. if anything, Bael seemed curious enough to indulge him.<br><br>That in mind, the merman grinned, taking Bael's forearm and dragging him further into the spring, at which point, he wrapped both arms around him, trapping him playfully between them. "Oh?" he purred. "Very well, then. In that case..." He drew Bael down just far enough that he stood half-submerged in the water, giving Syrien enough height on him to lean down and kiss him. Last time, he had been tentative, concerned about pressuring the fawn. This time, not so much.<br><br>Rubbing the top half of his tail against Bael's lower body, it took all of a few moments for his erection to slide from between his scales. The hardness pressed insistently against the fawn's hip, making no secret of what he wanted, and again, he guided Bael's hand to the smooth pink column.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>21-11-2012, 18:54:03</strong>
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				Bael's heart hammered wildly in his chest as his words hung in the air for several long moments, his nerves creeping upon him the longer the silence stretched for. Perhaps it wasn't a good idea, perhaps he was ruining his respectful reputation, perhaps he shouldn't encourage the forward behaviour, perhaps... There were too many to go through properly in his mind and the fawn swallowed thickly, parting his lips as if to doubleback on himself when he suddenly felt the merman's arms move to wrap securely around his waist.<br><br>He gasped quietly mad found himself walking forward as he was encouraged to do so until his lower half was submerged in the thankfully pleasant water. His head tilted upward now to look at Syrien and the words of retreat died abruptly at that seductive purr that spoke so intimately. The kiss he was drawn into was deep, powerful and lacked the tentative nature of their previous encounter as Syrien seemed to indulge himself fully, drawing a helpless moan from the fawn's lips.<br><br>It simply felt so good, his mind ceased functioning. It was true that his people would frown upon him, but perhaps it was the forbidden nature that so called to him? Whatever the reason, Bael lifted his hands to rest them upon the merman's shoulders, running fingers through that dark hair before he gasped at the sensation of hardness rubbing against his hip. He flushed, knowing what it was and he didn't resist as his hand was taken downwards to wrap around the smooth shaft.<br><br>"Mm... S-Syrien..." He breathed quietly against the lips as they parted, acting on instinct and slowly stroking up and down, his soft fingertips exploring the shaft carefully to find the points of most pleasure even as he writhed slightly. His clothing felt uncomfortable in the water, moreso as he found himself equally aroused by their closeness and he whimpered softly, lowering his gaze. "I... I'm... Too clothed..." He mumbled vaguely, clearly embarrassed despite his willingness.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>06-12-2012, 01:16:51</strong>
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				Fortunately, for all the fawn's inexperience, he didn't seem opposed to doing as he was directed. Which was just as well, because it paid off quite nicely for Syrien, who had thus far held himself back from much of what he wanted. Previously, he had been too concerned with Bael's naivety to consider much more than foreplay. But now, Bael seemed much more willing, which made it considerably easier for Syrien to advance as he liked.<br><br>Humming with approval, Syrien lifted himself in the water just enough to press closer to the fawn, the golden jewelry around his tail scraping against his legs. He still had something of a hard time understanding how those limbs functioned underwater, but they did serve something of a purpose. The anatomy of merpeople allowed for so few positions during sex, whereas legs could be held apart for... convenience. Syrien certainly saw the appeal.<br><br>"Ah. And so you are." He chuckled, lazily rocking into the fawn's hand as he reached up to remove his tunic. The lower half of the fabric hung heavily with the weight of the water, and Syrien discarded it on the bank in favor of running his wet fingers over Bael's exposed front, pausing only to brush his nipple with the pad of his thumb. "You know," he purred, sliding a free hand around to his back, dipping lower toward his ass, "you only had me in your mouth the last time. Have you wondered at all what it would be like to have it inside you...?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 18:54:43</strong>
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				Beal gasped sharply as he felt Syrien's body move closer, the strange and wonderful sensation of cool scales rubbing over his legs drawing a faint whimper from between his lips as his legs parted willingly for the merman to settle between them. He had to tilt his face upward to look into the other male's face and blinked slowly, staring through desire-clouded eyes at the prince with a sense of adoration. The merman was so free... and he was sharing that freedom with him, even if only for a moment. He wasn't sure he'd experienced a greater honour that felt so very good.<br><br>His fingers continued to slowly stroke and feel the thick shaft that slid smoothly between his digits, only pulling it away to raise his arms and aid in the removal of his shirt. His nipples were dark pink, hardened due to the cold and the lust that course through his body and the fawn moaned softly as fingers brushed across the tips, his eyes unconsciously slipping closed. He arched his back forward and rested his hands upon Syrien's shoulders, biting his lower lip as he felt the hand trail over his back and down his hip to gently grip his firm cheek.<br><br>"Ahh... I-Inside...?" He repeated, somewhat breathlessly, running his tongue over his lips and squirming slightly. Bael didn't move away however and he nodded nervously, lowering his gaze to the smooth hardness that rested just against his inner thigh, his breath heavy with arousal. "I h-have thought... about it... and h-how it would feel..." He answered finally, his heart hammering against his ribcage. "I... I couldn't ask f-for anything more of you th-though..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 03:19:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Syrien was something of an equal-opportunity partner. Although he greatly preferred male lovers, he had little in the way of preference when it came to giving or receiving. In Bael's case, he supposed it made sense to take more of a dominant approach, if only because the fawn had never had sex before. If Bael was ever to top him, it would take a little more confidence on his part.<br><br>"You make it sound like a favor," the Prince chuckled. Without warning, he ducked beneath the water, spinning effortlessly around the fawn's legs and making quick work of what clothing remained. Before long, he had tossed the other male's trousers into a heap on the shoreline, after which he reemerged, this time behind him.<br><br>Ensnaring the fawn in his arms, Syrien playfully drew him back against his chest, the tapered length of his erection pressing up between his cheeks. He was in no position yet to push himself inside, if only because he hadn't prepared Bael yet, but he couldn't help rubbing up against him, offering himself a bit of friction to sate his need. Oh, but he was tempted. Finally dropping a hand down between them, the tips of Syrien's fingers sought Bael's virgin entrance, and without warning, he pressed one in to the first knuckle. "Relax," he murmured. "You're far too tense."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 15:58:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bael swallowed thickly and lowered his gaze with an embarrassed expression as Syrien chuckled and spoke. Always the merman was confident, charming - everything (in the fawn's mind) he was not. It was beyond him how the prince could want anything to do with someone so quiet and reserved, but his willingness to progress and his obvious pleasure at the contact showed just how thankful he was for the chance of companionship. "I suppse that's silly... I'm sorry." He smiled slightly, only for Syrien to suddenly vanish beneath the water.<br><br>He glanced downward and turned part-way around as he watched the merman swim so gracefully through the water before he felt the slender body pressing against his back. His breath hitched, cheeks flushing with a combination of both arousal and embarrassment at the sensation of the smooth shaft resting between his cheeks, glancing slightly over his shoulder. "S-Syrien..." He murmured quetly, lightly biting his lower lip.<br><br>The sudden touch of a slender finger pressing against his opening brought a sharp gasp fom between his lips ane his hips jerked slightly as it slid smoothly inside his body. "Ahh..."There was some discomfort, but it was bearable and the fawn trembled slightly, reaching back to gently grip one of the merman's arms. "I-It feels... So strange..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 03:01:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been a while since Syrien had last taken the dominant role in sex. He tended to shift between roles fairly often, but his last few partners had been of the dominant variety, and so he relished in the opportunity to take a more aggressive role. It seemed more logical, anyway, as Bael didn't seem to know what to do. That would change, Syrien decided, if he had his way. He wanted to teach Bael quite a bit more about expression through sex.<br><br>Water wasn't the best source of lubrication, so Syrien had to move carefully to ensure he didn't hurt Bael on his first try. The slender width of his finger made up for it, he hoped, and when he didn't receive any negative feedback, he pressed the digit in a little farther. Bael's body was considerably warmer than Syrien's, simply by design, and he shivered at the knowledge that he would soon be buried inside that heat.<br><br>"Strange?" he murmured into his ear, steadily pumping his finger in and out. He took a leisurely pace at first, just to let Bael get used to the feeling. "But not bad, hm?" He grinned. With a free hand, he circled Bael's front to toy with his cock, long fingers stroking him lazily in time with the hand working behind him. To sate his own need, he took to grinding his own erection against the fawn's back, breathing hotly against his neck as he gyrated smoothly beneath the water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 18:12:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thanks to the great care Syrien took in the slow movement of his finger, the fawn only felt the mildest of uncomfortable sensation and he was soon breathing rather heavily, his cheeks flushed from pleasure that coiled tightly within his stomach and caused his cock to twitch beneath the water. A hand reached back to almost desperately grip the merman's wrist, though not to stop the movement, more to simply gain more physical contact as Bael leaned back into the other's chest.<br><br>"A-Ahh... No... N-Not bad..." He confirmed breathlessly at the low whisper into his ear, automatically turning hishead towarda Syrien's to let his heated bresth wash over the merman's slender features. "It f-feels good... Please d-don't worry..." The fawn would have offered a small smile, but at that moment Syrien's other hand snaked around his hip to gently grip his hardened shaft and stroke slowly in time with his finger's movements. Bael gasped sharply and tilted his head back to rest it upon the taller shoulder behind him, lips parted with small whimpers of pleasure.<br><br>"Nngh - Syrien..." He panted softly,&nbsp; his body moving of its own accord to rock back against the steady grind of the merman's cock against his back. "I-It's too much... Please..." He wasn't sure what he was begging for, but he was positive that Syrien would know what to do. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An Ambassador's Charge [BrilliantDays/Angel Eros]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Observing Trifles</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 06:05:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At the sound of Bael's pleading, Syrien eased in a second digit along with the first, and these he used to apply a firm, insistent pressure to the ring at his entrance. Syrien's cock tapered fairly smoothly from the head down, which would allow for easy entry, but he was well aware of the sheer width of it toward the base, and he wasn't about to cause the fawn more discomfort than he had to. At least until he was certain that Bael could handle it.<br><br>The tips of Syrien's fingers sought out Bael's sweet spot, curling gently within his walls in search of it. His own anatomy was quite different from the fawn's, and as it had been quite a while since he had bedded a form so close to human, he took a few extra moments to find just the right little spot. And once he finally happened upon it, he spent a good long while strumming it, grinning to himself as he mercilessly teased the inexperienced fawn.<br><br>Once he had finally had his fill of tormenting him, Syrien withdrew his fingers and drew him a bit closer to shore, where he had earlier found a smooth rock beneath the water. He urged Bael up onto the ledge, facing upward with all but his upper body submerged, and propelled himself forward until he settled just between his legs. "Are you ready for the real thing now?"
			</dd>
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