No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)
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				Title: <strong>No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 22:44:45</strong>
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				It was another cold day in March.&nbsp; Rain pattered down against the rooftop in unending waves, and the wet chill of the outdoors seemed to seep into everything.&nbsp; &nbsp;It seemed all of New York had seen the weather and decided to put in an early night, Jessica Carlton was no exception.&nbsp; <br><br>She’d just finished making herself a nice warm cup of cocoa, and was more than happy to curl up in the old worn out chair she’d grabbed at a garage sale earlier that month.&nbsp; Her apartment was tiny and cramped, but she’d made it her own.&nbsp; The mix matched of material that she’d pinned to the walls gave off a warm feeling, and hid the fact that the actual condition of her apartment was less than stellar.&nbsp; She’d always been good at that kind of thing.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Jessica worked as the assistant to Tofi Major, an existential high fashion designer that had been making waves with her sharp contrast of clothing colors and style.&nbsp; Laura’s own taste was much calmer and basic than Tofi, but she was getting a lot out of working for the other woman.&nbsp; However, it also meant that relaxing nights like this one were few and far between.&nbsp; <br><br>She’d just taken her first sip of cocoa, her dark black hair pinned up with a pair of old (and sadly used) chopsticks.&nbsp; Her rather lean body was covered up in an oversized green sweatshirt, as well as an old pair of jeans.&nbsp; She was clearly not dressed to impressed that night, but rather was as comfortable as possible.&nbsp; She wasn’t expecting to have to deal with anyone tonight.&nbsp; Particularly not anyone with eight legs.&nbsp; Stifling the scream that nearly forced it’s way out of her mouth, horrified blue eyes stare at the small creature that was currently happily dangled inches away from her face. <br><br>A spider hung in front of her, dangling on a single wire of it’s own making, and it had Jessica practically quaking in fear.&nbsp; Slowly, as though if she moved to quickly it would aggravate the small monster, she free’s herself from the confines of her seat without accidentally touching the thing.&nbsp; Then, with equal care, she grabs an empty cup from the kitchen and a piece of paper.&nbsp; Taking both said items, she traps the monster inside of the cup.&nbsp; With a careful balancing act, she keeps the eight legged monstrosity contained as she opens up one of the two windows that existed in her third floor apartment. <br><br>Jessica was unable to relax until the thing was dropped outside of her window and onto the fire escape that stood alongside it.&nbsp; She closed the window immediately after disposing of the thing, obviously.&nbsp; <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th02.deviantart.net/fs37/PRE/f/2008/252/4/f/Thx_to_ARCHIE_by_omupied.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://antm411.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/raina04_kristof_schaper.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 23:36:20</strong>
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				The small creature curled and wiggled and rolled until it rested on its belly and got its legs under it. Rain coming down in pelts and nearly missing it with the steps it took to get away from the assault. It was always rather amazing how something so small could frighten others so greatly. Creepy little creatures with fur and long legs, to many eyes for comfort watching all directions and little feelers outside of its own mouth that deepening on the species bobbed and shifted.&nbsp; <br><br>Water drops could be deadly and as they pelted and splashed next to the little monster, it fled down the stairs. in a panic with its movements it slipped between the metal mess fire escape. Falling, it hit the hard concrete ground below. Skittering and moving through the urban jungle the little creature ventured as far as it could back to its own park and home to report what it had found so far. <br><br>Now one may think that such a concept was unheard of. Normally it would have been, but you see, this was no ordinary spider. Upon a closer look its reactions and movements were to intelligent. As if able to actually understand concepts rather then movements out of just survival. Finally it made it to the large park that seemed to grow wild in the center of this amazingly outstanding human city. Why the world that often tried so hard to hide itself would be placed in such a dense human place was just unknown. Moving between brushes, wet leafs and large blades of grass. The darkness of&nbsp; the clouds soon swept into a deeper darkness of the underground. Crawling into a small hole and working its way down, it was on its way into another world all together.<br><br>As it descended and when darkness became what could have been a never ending pitch suddenly light broke through and the small monster found itself into a very large outstretching cave with plenty of its own movement. Strange looking creatures of all shapes and sizes seemed to move through what could be looked at as a large market place. This was not its destination however and as it crawled along the outstretched cables holding lights over the movement below it vanished into yet another hole. <br><br>On its trek to its own masters home, it seemed lost in its own thoughts. When finally making it to the den of the spider king the smaller creature moved before his rulers throne and bowed low to the ground in a rather graceful way. The lord who sat on the heavily decorated seating glanced down at his small subject and gave s slow smile. Long red hair falling over the front of his form. A set of deep amethyst colored eyes regarded the little beast and spoke softly. “What do you have to report?” The small creature skittered closer to him and made its way up his chair and into the palm of his hand. There the two seemed to share his own adventures. When he reached the end of his report of the woman who had tossed him outside once startled the king seemed intrigued by it. <br><br>“She didn’t kill you even though she was frightened?” He asked and his own smile turned wider, a pair of sharp teeth coming into view. “What a kind thing to do.” He said as he grew silent and the spider continued his own storied. Using his legs and mandibles to speak in a silent sort of sign language to the lord before him. “We should show her our thanks, tomorrow, once it dries outside. Until then send others to watch her, I want more details on this human woman. That is all.” With that he set the small one back on the ground and it skittered off to do the lords bidding. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-08-2013, 02:51:01</strong>
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				The night came and went like every other, and with it went the rain.&nbsp; Jessica, for her part, was satisfied.&nbsp; The march chill was awful, and she didn't need the rain to go along with it.&nbsp; Waking up, she goes through her normal routine.&nbsp; Taking a quick shower, long enough to sing at least three different pop hit's out loud, Jessica prepares herself for another long day at work.&nbsp; She dressed to the nines, as everyone in the fashion industry was apt to do, choosing to wear a tight pencil skirt and a purple silk button up.&nbsp; It was a little on the dressy side, but Tofi preferred her employees to look impeccable, which meant that her actual assistant needed to look doubly so.<br><br>Brushing out her choppy shoulder length black hair, Jess takes one last look at herself in the mirror before she abandons her apartment for the day.&nbsp; She needed to catalog all of the different magazines that Tofi was going to be featured in this month, so she was being smart when she left early.&nbsp; She could get a coffee on the way, as well as a chocolate frosted donut (which she so clearly deserved).<br><br>Walking down the three floors of her apartment, she exits to the cold chill of the day.&nbsp; "Jesus, it's cold." She murmurs to herself, pulling her pleather jacket closer around her body.&nbsp; Staring across at the still lovely, although slightly deadened (due to the season) park, for one brief moment Jessica catches the eye of an incredibly attractive, and incredibly punkish looking man on the other side of the street. She could practically hear Tofi's voice in her head, crowing about the unfashionable nature of leather pants, but jess found him to be incredibly attractive.&nbsp; <br><br>Running a hand through her hair, She begins to offer up a half smile at the man before immediately regretting the forward action and turns to the side as though it never happened. Tugging her coat tightly around her, she continues walking down the sidewalk, towards the subway. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 02:38:46</strong>
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				<br>Glamour went a long way. His normal features hidden to make him appear more human. He couldn’t complain to much about the clothing. He liked the way leather felt against his firm form. With a white shirt that buttoned up the front. He also wore a coat over the top of it, fur lined along the hood and pulled up over his head. Hiding away his red and white colored hair. His features sharp but attractive he watched as the woman emerged from her apartment. She was rather pretty really, simple with her own features, fancy with her clothing. The coolness of the street likely making its way up those slender legs of her. <br><br>The offered smile caused him to give one in return, but the human appeared fickle and she quickly wondered off. He watched her vanish down the street and lulled his head to the side to watch her. Crossing the street he was careful of the large metal cars that traveled in the morning and moved to her apartment building. His hand lifting he touched the handle, and though one needed a key to get in, a soft click sounded before the door opened. <br><br>As he stepped inside, spiders fell away from his form and started to spread out along the hallways, his little watchmen to warn him of anyone decided to come. Three flights later he stood before her door and using his magic again, the door opened slowly. Wondering inside the man glanced around. More of the dark bodies crawling out from the darkness of his clothing and spreading out across the apartment. Through their eyes he saw everything at once. The designs of her home, the things she kept hidden. It was rather interesting as he moved about. So humans had changed so much over these hundreds of years? Their trinkets, and even the way they held food. He rarely ventured out for food anymore. <br><br>Glancing around he blinked as he looked at a bag sitting on a chair near the door. This human? Had forgotten her personals? A slow smile moved across his lips and he lifted up the bag before heading out of the room. The door locking behind him as he made his way down to the street and casting his look to the side peered about curiously for the woman who had left with out her belongings. Didn’t woman need these things? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 03:04:54</strong>
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				Jessica's living space was a little like Jessica herself.&nbsp; Organized, while still in line with a certain flare of fashion.&nbsp; There wasn't much of a mess to be found, although her work papers were scattered along the small table that doubled as both a coffee and kitchen table.&nbsp; Small pictures of what must have been family and friends filled up the small room that made up her bedroom.&nbsp; Considering that the majority of pictures that held two adults and herself in them, it quickly became clear that Jess was an only child...or really hated whatever siblings she had.&nbsp; The poor excuse of a bedroom had little more than her bed, a bedside table (that was littered with pictures) and a closet that was filled to the brim with clothes.&nbsp; Jessica clearly had a shoe problem.&nbsp; And a shirt problem, and a dress problem, and an accessory problem.&nbsp; But considering what her profession was, it made sense.&nbsp; In the spider's complete examination of her home, the most interesting thing to be discovered would be a scattering of personal design sketches, a penchant for lacy underwear, and a very worn out and very old four leaf clover made from glass. <br><br>She'd actually made it to the subway before she'd realized what she'd forgotten. She didn't have much of a choice, her metropass was in her wallet, and her wallet was in the purple pleather bag that she called her own.&nbsp; Whirling around, she begins to carefully jog back towards her home, her heels clacking all the way.&nbsp; <br><br>Of course, she only made it about half the way before she was stopped by the good looking red head from before.&nbsp; The red head who was now holding on to her patent pleather purse.&nbsp; Had she brought it out of her apartment and just dropped it in front of the doorway?&nbsp; She couldn't remember.&nbsp; But dropping her bag because she caught the eye of someone gorgeous didn't seem like her.&nbsp; She worked in fashion, she saw gorgeous people all the time.&nbsp; <br><br>That said, none of the models she worked with had the same kind of presence that this man was giving off.&nbsp; "My hero." She offers up a rather sultry smile as she reaches out for her bag.&nbsp; "I didn't even notice I'd dropped it."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 03:27:00</strong>
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				A slow smile moved across his full lips and he handed her the bag he held in his own fingers. The male wore rings along his digits and inclined his head a bit. “It was just resting there looking lonely, I didn’t go through it.” he said softly. His tone was deep and rich. A slight accent to it, and his eyes lifting to look back into her own eyes. A deep green set color explored her face before he lifted a hand and pushed his hair out of his face. His hood had falling back so a few loose strands of both red and white fell along her features. <br><br>“It is a pleasure to help a damsel in distress.” he teased before licking his lips and looking away from her. Now came what was supposed to he an awkward moment, but he was quick to save it with a simple comment. “You are rather lovely, I do admire your clothing.” He said richly before reaching out and lightly touching her hair. Realizing this was bold for a human he let his hand fall away and lulled his head to the side before tucking his hands into his jacket pockets. “I did not mean to frighten you before, you seemed a bit put off after smiling at me.” he told her and then shrugged. “I get that from time to time.” <br><br>His own eyes narrowed in a playful sort of way and he spoke softly again. “You appear to be in a hurry, I would ask you to join me for a drink.” What was it humans drank now? He let his eyes move to her shoes and up her legs, venturing higher before reaching her face and then his own smile grew even more. What a lovely looking creature indeed. He was still curious of her kindness as well. “One good turn of course deserves another.” he said simply. Of course referring to her no killing his minion, but she would have no clue to that. “I do pardon, am I keeping you?” He asked her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 03:42:29</strong>
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				The man had charisma coming off of him in waves, and even as she took the bag from him, Jessica couldn't help but give him a rather slow once over.&nbsp; Did he live around here? She doubted it, she would have noticed him long before if that were the case.&nbsp; She couldn't place his accent, but it really only added to his charm.&nbsp; Normally she wouldn't have gone for someone who was clearly going for the punkish look, but there were always exceptions to the rule. <br><br>"You have good taste.&nbsp; I'm surprised, most guys don't choose their first compliment to be about a girl's <em>outfit.</em>" She was playing it on pretty hard, but as far as she was concerned he'd started it.&nbsp; Besides, it didn't seem like he minded, she was shocked at first when he touched her hair, but was quick to recover.&nbsp; "I wasn't frightened, just shy.&nbsp; I'm not usually the kind of girl to smile at strange men on the street."&nbsp; Her smile remained as she spoke, demonstrating that her words were said with teasing in mind.&nbsp; As he references the fact that he scared people on occasion, she arches an eyebrow before she brushes a nonexistent piece of lint off his shoulder. "Really? You don't seem scary to me."&nbsp; <br><br>"You are very right. You rescued my purse, you deserve a reward."&nbsp; But Tofi would kill her if she showed up for work late, and if Jess was ever going to get that promotion she was gunning for she needed to take herself a little more seriously.&nbsp; "Actually I did leave for work a little early." Truth.&nbsp; "How about we go for some coffee? I've got time to chat for awhile." Lie.&nbsp; "Unless you've got somewhere you need to be?"
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 03:58:50</strong>
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				“First you call me a strange man, and then invite me to coffee? I believe I like you more with each passing moment.” He teased back and stepped closer before turning and offering her his arm. “I must admit I am not from around here, so if you would be generous enough to lead the way we can get some coffee for the both of us.” ah, yes, coffee. He knew what that was. They sold such things at the market. Though she would likely be very surprised if she ever stepped foot into that place near his own . “For someone like you? I have all the time needed.” He wiggled his brows at her in a flirty way and then chuckled softly. <br><br>“I suppose it is only polite to ask, what is the name of my damsel?” He smirked at her before he inclined his head and placed his free hand on his chest. “My own is Highness.” He said before glancing away as the two of them walked on down the street. He had no real way to detect if she was lying or telling the truth, but the fact that she offered to spend time with him was enough to make him wish to continue this current company they kept with one another. 
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				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 04:11:52</strong>
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				"Oh sweetie, you haven't seen nothing yet." He offered her his arm, who did that?&nbsp; For a moment she was actually caught off guard, and merely stared at him like she wasn't quite sure what to do.&nbsp; He was lucky he was so good looking.&nbsp; He'd be really weird if he wasn't so charming.&nbsp; So, charmed by a pretty face and a strong presence, Jessica curls her arm around his and begins to lead him down the street and towards the local coffee house.&nbsp; She could deal with Tofi's rage if it meant getting to know this guy better.&nbsp; And considering the very strong way he was responding to her flirtatious self, it was a certain win.<br><br>God only knew she needed a win.&nbsp; How long had it been since she'd last had a good lay?&nbsp; Three months? Four?&nbsp; Too long.&nbsp; And while his sense of style meant that she couldn't necessarily take him to meet her friends, there was no reason they couldn't have more than a little fun on their own.&nbsp; Having her arm caught in his own meant that Jess was given a delicious sense of the heat imitating from his body. <br><br>"Where's the fun in that? We could communicate with code names.&nbsp; I could be Goldwing, you could be Lasereye." She offers as she leads him into the StarBean, the corner coffee shop and a blatant copyright infringer of Starbucks coffee.&nbsp; "Highness?&nbsp; How'd you get stuck with a doozy like that?" She laughs, but a part of her let out an internal groan at the utter punkishness of his name.&nbsp; How was she going to brag in the office about screwing a guy with a name like Highness?&nbsp; But then, she worked for a woman named Tofi, so who really knew?&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"My name's Jessica.&nbsp; Not quite as original as Highness, I know, but I get by."&nbsp; Turning away from him for a moment to deal with the cashier, she eyes the menu even though she already knew what she was going to order. "I'll have an iced cappuccino....what's your poison?"&nbsp; The question was directed back at Highness.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 04:29:24</strong>
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				He gave a short laugh at her comment on code names. What a charming woman. Walking with her he listened as she spoke and glanced away giving a sheepish sort of grin when she asked how he got such a name. “My parents had a sense of humor I suppose. In the long run though I cannot complain, Highness is a good name. Offers a sort of air to ones self when you think of it.” he said simply as he shrugged and when they reached the place filled with others dressed for work and appearing in a hurry he had to chuckle. “Your drinking something cold in the middle of a forested spring?” He grinned as he teased her for her choice. Looking up at the menu he lulled his head to the side. All of these items sounded interesting, and he found himself hungering for something sweet. <br><br>The man did not have a sense of lies or truth, but he could sense something else. Desire. She was starting to faintly reek of it. Was she actually finding herself attracted to him. Ah, only all the better for him. Mating with a human though could prove to have its downs.&nbsp; Could she manage to hold her own with his passion? The heat and sweat he would make her world drip with? The mix between pain and pleasure? He arched a brow her direction and his look turned from that of soft contemplation to pure lust. Just as quickly as it came it faded as he looked away once more. “Hot salted caramel mocha please?” <br><br>He reached into his pocket and produced a ten to pay for both of their drinks. What? He had to be poor to? Of course not, again… glamour went a long ways. He had paid attention to the others as they paid for their coffees ahead of him. Those eyes of his swept over her again as they moved away and he glanced around for a table they could both sit at. A small booth seemed to present itself and he wondered over before offering her a seat. It would take a moment for their drinks to be served and unlike star bucks they would actually bring it to them once it was ready. <br><br>Once seated he removed his jacket and set it to the side. She would see then his long hair falling free around his form. Deep red and natural, she could tell by the way the light hit it that he did not dye it. Though the white streaks in it may have been another thing. That to was natural. Gazing at her again he whispered in a low tone. “What do you do for a living?” he asked curiously. Wouldn’t she be surprised if she learned what he did? Or even more… his actual age. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 04:50:56</strong>
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				"I only like coffee when it's got ice in it.&nbsp; I don't know why."&nbsp; She offers up a sheepish grin of her own.&nbsp; Good thing she was going to be sitting inside with him while she drank it, she'd freeze otherwise.&nbsp; Of course, she was instantly dissatisfied when he paid for their drinks. "This was supposed to be my reward for your saving my bag!" She argues, her disapproval clearly falling on deaf ears.&nbsp; It was actually pretty appealing however, being with a man who just assumed that he'd be the one to pay, not even haggling around about things like going dutch.&nbsp; She knew it wasn't very pro-woman of her to think so, but it was pretty hot.&nbsp; <br><br>Then he was staring at her in way that was far more than friendly, and Jessica found herself shifting with anticipation.&nbsp; Clearly, they both had the same idea about what the other could be used for.&nbsp; As they move to their seats she peels off her leather coat slowly, as though revealing her silk shirt was no different than revealing a bare bosom.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Waiting until her coat was completely off and she was seated in her chair to look at him, Jessica pauses in her response to his question to get a better look at him.&nbsp; He was unquestionably attractive, but his hair....that white couldn't have been natural.&nbsp; She'd need to ask him about the dye he used.&nbsp; "I'm an assistant for Tofi Major."&nbsp; She paused for a moment, waiting to see his reaction.&nbsp; People either immediately knew who that was, or were completely clueless.&nbsp; If they knew, it meant that they had a great understanding of fashion and/or worked in the business, and if they didn't it meant they weren't in the know.&nbsp; "She'd a fashion designer."&nbsp; She adds after concluding that Highness wasn't in the know.&nbsp; <br><br>"What do you do?"
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				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 05:20:07</strong>
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				Watching her peel off her jacked, his brow arched. This human suddenly made him ache in the most pleasurable of ways. The idea of it made him nearly shiver, but he kept himself in check. Listening to her speak he smiled a bit. <br><br>“I suddenly feel inadequate.” He said with a chuckle, in fashion huh? That explained a lot about her apartment. He added a bit more onto it. “Do you design your own things as well? Or just happen to be a minion to a tycoon?”&nbsp; when she turned the question onto himself he had to actually consider how to answer. Truly? How does one answer such a question? -well I happen to be royalty and rule in the kingdom of Fae as the spider king.- for some reason that just didn’t do well when one thought about it. So he had to find a way to tell the truth with out actually sounding so… insane.<br><br>“Communications. Nothing as grand as what you appear to do. Its rather, drawl.” currently he was gathering more and more information from his spiders and as the two sat together he was educating himself on wording and her world more and more. He said slowly with a chuckle as their coffee arrived finally before them. It was not a lie, he did in a sense work in a communications. He had to govern, and command while also keeping territories with others of his kind. He also oversaw the market place the Fea of this area shopped and housed themselves in. though it was anything but boring, at times it was to exciting really. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 05:34:51</strong>
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				"It is a pretty big deal actually," She preens, not in the least bit humble, "but I work hard for it.&nbsp; No need to feel inadequate, us fashionista's aren't nearly as bitchy as people make us out to be." Another lie, but he was really gorgeous.&nbsp; Who in their right mind would try and be nasty to a guy who looked like him? Sure, he was a punk, but he was a good looking punk and that made all the difference.&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course, she needed to hide her laughter behind her newfound coffee cup when he claimed to work in communications.&nbsp; "Where do you work?"&nbsp; She was honestly curious.&nbsp; He either wasn't going to work today, or his place of business was very business casual.&nbsp; Leather pants in the work place?&nbsp; Maybe in fashion, but she couldn't think of where else it would be permitted.&nbsp; <br><br>She was a little disappointed that she'd asked about his work.&nbsp; As a one night stand, she could have romanticized his life.&nbsp; He could have been a street racer, or a underground rock star, even a famous artist.&nbsp; Now he was a just a normal guy from HR who had a strange name and a stranger hair style.&nbsp; Ah well, he could make up for it by being really amazing in the sack.&nbsp; And from what she garnered earlier from what his leather pants had failed to hide, she was in for a pretty wild ride.&nbsp; <br><br>"I do dabble in my own design work actually..." She stirs her coffee around shyly, "but I'm a much better minion.&nbsp; None of my stuff has gotten picked up yet...but I'll get there someday."&nbsp; Once she'd paid her dues to Tofi, all the doors would open up for her.&nbsp; But for now it seemed like she was in life's waiting room. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 06:15:55</strong>
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				“I do not wish to talk about me, your life seems more exciting.” he told her honestly. Not only that, he could tell by the tone of her voice she enjoyed what she did. Sipping the coffee he found himself giving a soft little pleased moan. The sweetness mixed with salt it was lovely. Licking his lips he arched a brow and looked at her once more. The scent on her growing stronger, he had to idly wonder if he should just act instead of conversation. Since when did he have to actually court a female? When it boiled down to it, he was more curious of her, but the sexual vibe coming off of her was intoxicating. <br><br>He became distracted as he saw something out of the corner of his eye and watched as a spider crawled across the surface of the table. Setting his cup down he glanced up at her a bit curiously before reaching out and cupping the little creature in his hand. He lifted it up, and the mini monster paused in his hand before he slowly rose and moved away from her. Heading to the door he tossed the little thing outside before coming back to her. <br><br>While he had held and carried it off the little one was telling him about something going on underground back in his own world. He needed to return to it soon. A disappointment, but he was far from done with her yet. He was going to have to play on her a bit more, but perhaps another time. Returning once again to the table he reached for the coffee and looked at her face. <br><br>“It is getting late is it not? And you have work. I do want to meet you again, should we make a date to meet up soon?” he asked her softly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 06:31:30</strong>
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				He certainly knew how to flatter a girl.&nbsp; Running a hand through her thick black hair, Jessica offers up a slow smile as her eyes clash against Highness's own.&nbsp; &nbsp;When he moaned, it made her imagination run wild.&nbsp; What could she do to make him moan like that? At the top of her head, she could think of several different ways.&nbsp; Licking her lips, subconsciously mimicking his own action, it is no big surprise that Highness found her scent to be growing stronger.&nbsp; A blind man could tell just what Jess had in mind while she stared down the man next to her.&nbsp; <br><br>Of course, she was caught more than a little off guard when a spider showed up right on their coffee table.&nbsp; "God!" She exclaims, pulling back even as Highness calmly takes the thing in the palm of his hand and takes it outside.&nbsp; She had to give him a few brownie points.&nbsp; It was nice to know that she wasn't the only one who didn't automatically smoosh any creepy crawlies that just happened to show up in her line of vision.&nbsp; It was also very nice to see that he was calm in the face of gross.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yeah, I guess your right.&nbsp; My boss would not be afraid to chew me out if I showed up late....but this was fun, we really should do it again."&nbsp; Preferably somewhere dark and private.&nbsp; "How about tomorrow night?&nbsp; We can go for drinks, and you can let me pay this time."&nbsp; She offers, already rising to her feet.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 06:54:22</strong>
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				Grinning at her he inclined his head to agree. He had plans to see her before then, but she did not need to know such things. The lord was ready to start his game. “I would not disagree to a woman who wishes to pay for me. It is something rather enticing actually.” He lead her outside and once they made it there he had pulled on his jacket and glanced around. Green eyes trailing back over to look at her face he offered a slow leisured smile. His lips peeling back to show a row of perfect lovely teeth. Cheeks dimpling slightly and small strands of hair falling across his features.&nbsp; <br><br>He reached over and pushed a few strands of her hair behind an ear and leaned in to whisper to her softly. “I am glad I could rescue your purse.” he told her before pulling back, taking her hand he turned it to face wrist up and leaned over to kiss it softly, his mouth warm as he exhaled a breath and his tongue lacing across the crease of such a sensitive place. Pulling back he looked at her with those green eyes and smiled again before he started to walk away. His hair billowing out behind his form as he went. Turning a corner, and no longer needing to pretend he vanished and soon emerged again in the lower regions of his own world. <br><br>Dressed in fine silks, hair all pulled back out of his face, and falling down his back. He looked different, his true features having returned to his face. As he moved through the streets of the market place he was greeted and spoken to by all sorts of strange looking creatures. Returning to his own palace and opening the doors wide he sighed as he spotted the reason he had been summoned back waiting in one of his chambers. Sighing softly he found himself repeating an old saying. There was never any rest for the wicked. <br><br>(End chapter?)
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 07:29:31</strong>
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				He took her breath away when he smiled at her, and even more so when he pushed her hair behind her ear and whispered.&nbsp; Something about the action left her practically trembling, and he didn't help matters when he actually took her hand and kissed her wrist, no, not just kissed, but <em>licked</em> it.&nbsp; It was so sensual an act, and so completely bizarre, that Jessica was left stuttering and practically stumbling.&nbsp; Who <em>was</em> this guy?&nbsp; She was left standing there, breathless and quaking after him as he walked away.&nbsp; <br><br>It didn't make sense, but she felt much less glamorous than the punkish man who'd just happened to find her bag at the right moment.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt equally less glamorous for the next two work days, as Tofi Major, who seemed to smell the potential happiness of one of her employees, doubled the entire agencies workload.&nbsp; Jess was practically locked to her desk, calling and taking calls, filing, analyzing the nonsensical statistics that had been sent up from marketing, all while trying to figure out just what kind of fabric Tofi wanted her to purchase when the description had been, 'blue--not silk'.&nbsp; The one thing that kept her going was the promise of the undoubtably hot sex that she'd be having on Friday night.&nbsp; <br><br>In fact, it wasn't until the next night that Jessica realized, to her horror, that they hadn't picked a bar to meet up at, or a time to see each other.&nbsp; She knew they were supposed to see each other, but that was it.&nbsp; Was she supposed to just wait outside her apartment building?&nbsp; <br><br>Of course, by the time she'd figured this one out she'd already torn apart her entire closet.&nbsp; Half the things she wore were too tacky, and the other half were far too, 'first date-y'.&nbsp; He was gorgous, but not fashionable.&nbsp; She needed to be very clear in her wardrobe choice that this was strictly for the sex.&nbsp; In the end she'd decided to go a little edgier herself.&nbsp; The skin tight black dress she wore just barely covered her thighs, and the lacy straps that kept the thing up just begged someone to push them off her shoulders.&nbsp; It was the perfect outfit to wiggle out of, and Jess very much intended to do just that.&nbsp; She put her hair up into a carefully organized messy bun, her dark hair shooting out in jagged edges in just the right places.&nbsp; Finally, makeup wise she went all out.&nbsp; Smokey eyeshadow covered her lashes, and what had been pretty and pink lips were now a plump red.&nbsp; Add a pair of fuck-me heels, and no one could argue just what Jessica was after that night.<br><br>Too bad that her lack of attention to detail meant that Highness would never get a chance to see her in it, or out of it as it were.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-08-2013, 02:52:14</strong>
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				Outside of her window, with the night clear and crisp there came a tapping noise. A moment later something wondered across the floor of her apartment and what soon stood in the doorway was nothing but a soft fluffed out white kitten. The feline looked up at the woman who was dressed to kill. Purring a bit and mewing sweetly at her as it rubbed its body against the doorway and turned to wonder back into the main part of the apartment. <br><br>It suddenly dashed across the floor and pounced on something, when it did there was a soft sound and fallowing another mew. The feline held something in its mouth before shaking its head and pouting what it was out. A spider had landed with a wet sound on the ground and wiggled in an effort to roll onto its stomach and try to get away from the feline who seemed intent on going after it. <br><br>A few more appeared across the ground and the feline moved back to the window once more before murring and turning to look at the woman. The feline seemed to be waiting for something. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-08-2013, 03:04:32</strong>
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				At the tapping on her window, Jessica turns away from her reflection and begins to walk towards it.&nbsp; She was on the third floor and there weren't any tree's outside, what could it be?&nbsp; But just as she was almost at the glass, another sound distracted her from her destination.&nbsp; Turning to her doorway, she stares blankly at the cat that had someway found it's way into her apartment.&nbsp; "Now how did you get here?" She coos, already a little in love with the small puff of white fur.&nbsp; Could she keep a pet here?&nbsp; She wasn't sure what her landlord's views were on pet-keeping, as she'd never really done it before.&nbsp; <br><br>Well that wasn't true, she'd owned a few fish in her time, as well as a small hamster.&nbsp; <br><br>Of course, then the kitten started chewing on a random bug, and it's adorableness factor went down several notches. "Bad kitty!" Her heels clack against the wooden floor as she storms over to the white ball of fluff.&nbsp; But before she could even think to pick up that cat and force the spider out of it's mouth, the spider had already rejoined it's friends, and the cat was already at the window, already inspecting what she'd already forgotten about.<br><br>"Jeez, what a weird night."&nbsp; She was worried about the amount of spiders in her apartment.&nbsp; What if there was an infestation of some kind? These were the thoughts bouncing around her head as she walks over to the window, rubbing behind the kitten's ears as she stares through the glass.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-08-2013, 03:18:11</strong>
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				<br>The feline appeared rather pleased by her touching it. Purring loudly as only a small puff of white fur could. Rubbing against the window it pawed and tried to get out, when suddenly it just… walked through the glass. Standing on the other side and staring back at her intently. The feline appeared intent on her fallowing it. Standing it placed its paws against the window. Pretty little perfected pink paws running down the glass as it murred again. <br><br>The woman’s own reflection seemed to shift suddenly and the window opened slowly on its own. A cool breeze coming from outside and pulling at the strands of her hair. It was faintly, rather creepy. The kitten came back and leaned in through the window, its tail shifting behind it as it meowed at her and seemed to call to her. Wanting her to fallow it outside. When she would look back inside of her apartment she would suddenly see it had melted away. Some how she had gone from being in her living room, to a large forest covering the walls and floor. When she looked back at the kitten again, if she did look back she would find herself suddenly out in the middle of the street. Her apartment building in front of her, and behind? The park. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-08-2013, 03:33:27</strong>
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				The cat clearly wanted to go outside, but Jess wasn't about to throw it out the window. "Come on Kitty, wouldn't you rather have a nice bowl of milk?" She was clearly trying to charm the cat into loving her.&nbsp; Or at least, that had been the plan right up until the cat somehow managed to open her window on it's own. "Hey!" She exclaims, still not quite comprehending just what was going on.&nbsp; She scowled at the cat as it turned back to meow at her, clearly wanting her to follow along.&nbsp; "There is no way I'm going out on the fire escape cat, now stop being---weird!" She was ready to stomp her foot she was so agitated.&nbsp; A bizarre cat and a freak window was not how she'd intended on spending her night.&nbsp; <br><br>Turning around, more than ready to give up on the weird kitten, she found herself unable to do so.&nbsp; Her apartment was gone!&nbsp; How had that--she was in front of her apartment building?&nbsp; She felt queazy, and more than a little woozy.&nbsp; This wasn't right.&nbsp; "What on earth?"&nbsp; Had she accidentally taken some acid or something?&nbsp; This couldn't be real, she had to be hallucinating.&nbsp; Touching her temple right temple with her right hand, she stares out towards the park, wondering bleakly at the unreal that had become her life.&nbsp; <br><br>She needed...she needed some air.&nbsp; On unsteady legs she begins to walk forward, away from her apartment and into the dark wild of the park.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-08-2013, 20:42:47</strong>
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				That had gone better then even he cold have planned. The woman was now lost, and distorted and uncertain what to do. <br><br>Good.<br><br>That was wonderful and he found himself pleased. So very, very pleased. As she wondered into the park, and the darkness wrapped around her. A trail seemed rather leading. The cement curving down and around the trees and brush. Seeming harmless of course as she wondered about. The park started to change, its shadows seemed to go longer and spread out around her. She would find herself lost soon enough and as she went she would also find that some of the trees appeared to be wrapped in something. A white sort of silk. <br><br>The further she went the more it appeared. At first giving off the feeling of snow, but then soon it became obvious what was happening. Everything was covered in webs. Sticky threats of threatening silk that stuck to her clothing and seemed to pull at her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 03:57:45</strong>
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				She walked through the park, not sure why she was doing so, but knowing that whatever it was that she was looking for would be at the end of the path.&nbsp; She didn't know why she believed that to be true, but the thought kept her feet moving forward, and then downward.&nbsp; She used to run through the park, when she'd been really into cardio and had more free time.&nbsp; She hadn't been inside it in the last few months, but she didn't remember there being such a downward slope.<br><br>She was too distracted to pay it to much mind however, as she found herself in silk wrapped trees.&nbsp; Was there a special event going on tonight?&nbsp; She hoped so, there was something about the park that was incredibly unnerving.&nbsp; She'd like to see a few friendly faces. <br><br>As she continues onwards, she suddenly finds herself struggling.&nbsp; Her fuck-me heels that would have worked perfectly well on New York City concrete, were failing her horribly in the snow.&nbsp; Tugging at one of her shoes, she is horrified to find that it wasn't snow.&nbsp; "What the fuck!?" She exclaims, stumbling backwards as she finds everything around her covered in spiderweb.&nbsp; Wide eyes stare around at the horror show that was the park as Jessica begins to frantically tear at her clothes and hair, trying to free herself of the web that had somehow begun to stick to her form.&nbsp; "Help!"&nbsp; What was going on?
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 04:38:46</strong>
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				A snared victim and a wonderful one at that. She was now trapped, wrapped in his world and the world she knew was melting away into his own realm. She wondered down into the hole and now she was lost as Alice in her own wonderland. <br><br>“Help?” The word came as a question as someone spoke. Coming out of the darkness and moving closer she would see a familiar face, or at least it was a bit more familiar then anything else around here. Stepping free from a large rounded hole, it lead down into what looked to be a spider tunnel. Wrapped in silks, his long hair holding feathers and jewels in them. Highness came into view. His features a bit sharper, and when he smiled his had two sets of fangs. Like a vampire only with a smaller set behind the first. The rest straight and bright. He lulled his head to the side. His chest bare, showing his powerful form and his pants looking like loosely covering silks. He was bare footed, and she could see claw like feet and hands. Coming closer to her, he gripped her hips and pulled her free from the webs. The scent of spices and flowers in the air. It was thick around him. <br><br>A sweetness that would make one feel a bit light headed. “do you truly need help?” He asked her. His hair seeming to move on its own as it traced up her arms and moving like feather tipped fingers along her bared flesh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 04:51:50</strong>
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				She'd been struggling with the webbing when her call was answered, and she froze in place as she saw where the sound was coming from. It was a hole in the ground, a fact that was only a little less unnerving than the webbing that had her trapped.&nbsp; Had she been slipped a drug?&nbsp; How could this be happening?&nbsp; Things like this didn't happen.&nbsp; Not to people like her anyway.&nbsp; And this was New York for fucks sake!&nbsp; Was she being pranked?&nbsp; Was a camera crew about to come out and laugh at her?&nbsp; God she hoped so.<br><br>And then the voice who'd responded to her stepped out of the shadows, revealing himself.&nbsp; <br><br>It was Highness, but not.&nbsp; The Highness she'd been flirting with had been a little weird looking, but more punkish than anything else.&nbsp; This wasn't that man.&nbsp; This was a silk covered fang toothed man with sharp features and claws on both his hands and his feet.&nbsp; She let's out a gasp when he pulls her out of the webs, and her hands immediately grasp at his shoulders.&nbsp; <br><br>"I-" How could she respond to his question?&nbsp; She needed help, because she was lost, confused, and scared...but he smelled so nice.&nbsp; "I don't know." Her eyes stare helplessly up into his as she tries to adjust to the new way the world worked.&nbsp; Shaking her head, she manages to clear her previously fogged mind and separate herself from him.<br><br>"How did you find me?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 05:06:26</strong>
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				<br>“Its not hard to find someone who stumbles into my own webs.” he told her softly as his hands moved around her, pulling her against himself. His body was unnaturally warm, nearly hot to the touch. A wonderful contrast to the cold outside. His eye color a deep set red instead of that sea green she had seen before. He still looked a lot the same, but other worldly, other creature.&nbsp; <br><br>“You look delicious.” He told her as he looked down her form. “I almost want to eat you alive.” He murred and his hands traveled up her back to grip her shoulders. He let his hair drop away from her and his eyes locked on her own once more. <br><br>“I would not say I found you…” He said before smiling warmly. “You in a sense summoned me. Your kindness, your random act, your sweetness that you hide under make up and silks.” he suddenly stepped away from her before he started to walk around her. Circling her as he glanced her entire form from top to bottom. That sweet scent thick in the air and he lifted a hand, running it up her arm, across her shoulders and coming around to rest on her hip again. “All of this for me?” he asked her curiously. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 05:17:58</strong>
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				"So this is real?&nbsp; It's not some fucked up dream? Or a joke?"&nbsp; She was nervous, and she wondered if he could hear her heart beat too, it was more than a little audible to her own ears.&nbsp; She was scared, really, honestly scared.&nbsp; And she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do.&nbsp; These were his webs, he'd done this.&nbsp; Had his eyes always been that color?&nbsp; She didn't think so, just like she was positive that his hair hadn't been this long, and his teeth hadn't been that sharp.<br><br>She became doubly focused on his teeth when he talks about how delicious she looked, and she shivered underneath his touch as he held her shoulders. Why had she picked this dress?&nbsp; It was cold out, she could have gotten away with wearing a fucking turtleneck.&nbsp; She didn't want to look appetizing to him anymore, she wanted to look bland and boring.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hands clutch at the front of her chest as he circles around her, she didn't know what he was talking about.&nbsp; She hadn't been all that kind, she'd been flirtatious, but not exactly kind. "I don't know what you are talking about," She shivers," Please don't eat me." How could she ask for anything different?&nbsp; When he asks if all the work she'd put into her appearance had been for him, she glances away.&nbsp; How far could she make it if she ran? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 05:26:07</strong>
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				The scent of her fear was needless to say arousing. “Afraid.” he stated, no it was not a question. His hands moved onto her again. Gripping her once more. He pressed against her and she found herself leaning back against something soft. As if he had placed her on a bed, but both were standing. Was that possible? He leaned in and captured her mouth. Kissing her tenderly before sucking her lip warmly. <br><br>He had to chuckle against her mouth. “Why is it you are suddenly so afraid? What if it was a dream? What if you rested in your bed, tired from your day, overworked and just passed out? Would you be less afraid? More willing, would you think it a nightmare? Or…” His leg lifted up between her own. Pressing and causing her skirt to lift. He was so warm that the coolness of the air was complimenting. He nudged her head to the side and kissed her neck as his hands traveled down her arms and laced his fingers with her own. He gripped her hands and his thigh grinded against her sex. “Would it be a wonderful dream?” he asked her. His laced fingers forcing her hands behind her back and pulling her tightly against himself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 05:40:10</strong>
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				She didn't bother to correct him, he was telling the truth after all. She was very afraid.&nbsp; He held her, and she didn't resist him, and then she found herself pressed against a bed.&nbsp; But it couldn't be a bed, because&nbsp; they were standing.&nbsp; The answer whispered inside of her brain even as she refused to believe it.&nbsp; <br><br><em>'It's a web.'</em>&nbsp; <br><br>He had her pressed against a very soft and incredibly comfortable web.&nbsp; Yet she wasn't resisting, even as he began to kiss her. In fact, she even began to respond, her mouth parting and allowing him access and her hands reaching up to press against his bare chest.&nbsp; His muscles were firm against her hands, and she loved it.&nbsp; <br><br>He spoke to her, and his words were as enchanting as the lovely scent that surrounded the pair of them.&nbsp; It would make so much more sense if it was a dream, and why couldn't it be?&nbsp; She had no idea where she and Highness were supposed to meet up.&nbsp; She dressed up, waited around, and he'd never showed.&nbsp; It would be totally like her to accidentally fall asleep on her bed while she was waiting for the bell or phone to ring.&nbsp; It would make things so much simpler if this was just a very bizarre sex dream.&nbsp; <br><br>She allows him to turn her head in order to give him better access to her neck, and she let's out a soft whimper as he begins to kiss at her neck in time with his rubbing motions against her sex.&nbsp; "Please..." she murmurs, not sure herself if she was begging for escape, or begging for more.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 05:57:44</strong>
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				That begging tone caused him to growl in turn. It felt wonderful, the warmth of her body. Once she started to accept that this reality was a dream made him very pleased. “Your so beautiful, and I want to fuck you until you shatter in my arms.” He said as his hands let hers go and he started to hike her skirt up. Gripping her tightly and lowering down. His face nuzzled between her breast. <br><br>He looked up at her with his glowing red eyes and parted his lips to lick up the center. His tongue long and pointed. It was thicker then a humans. “Can I taste you?” he asked her as he started to travel lower, pushing her skirt up higher. “You beg so sweetly, should I stop? Would you rather waken in your bed?” he asked her again before staring up at her, kneeling down between her legs. The move was rather foreword but who cared? If this was a dream then it was in a sense perfect. His hands explored her body. His long strands of hair also exploring her as well. He tugged her panties down and leaned in to kiss her stomach. The dress pushed up high enough to show her powerful form. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>26-08-2013, 06:09:41</strong>
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				His words sent a shiver down her spine, and this time it wasn't out of fear.&nbsp; She wanted to fuck him bad, and as he hiked her dress up she began to run her fingers through his hair, loving the feel of how silky the long strands were.&nbsp; Soft and luxurious, like only dream hair really could be.&nbsp; She wanted him, and this couldn't be real, so why couldn't she have him?&nbsp; She'd originally wanted to screw his brains out, why should a few freaky spider webs change that?<br><br>"God yes."&nbsp; His tongue was bizarre and unnatural, but all she could think about was how hot it would be when he put it inside of her.&nbsp; What was wrong with her imagination, being able to come up with something so weird?&nbsp; But it didn't matter, because he was continuing to hike up her skirt and ask if he could have a taste.&nbsp; "Please.." she murmurs once more, this time making it very apparent what she was asking for.&nbsp; Her hips jerk upwards as he kisses her stomach, and her legs spread, showing off her already soaked core to the monster she so badly wanted to fuck.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 05:17:03</strong>
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				Hearing her soft begging he smiled. His sharp talons dragging down her legs, and though for a normal moment it would, or should hurt. It did the opposite. A powerful wave of pleasure slammed through her as his claws dug deep into her. His tongue traveling down her body before he spread her legs a bit more. Lifting one and draping it over his shoulder. “You smell amazing.” he told her before kissing the top of her sex. Then leaned down more to nuzzle her wet tasty sex. <br><br>“So wonderful.” He purred before he leaned in and sucked on her suck before his long tongue slipped along her folds. Tracing up to the nub before he gave it a soft kiss and then his hands moved under her form, lifting her up with ease and forcing both of her legs to drape his shoulders. He pressed that long tongue inside of her. Licking and stretching it in deep before pulling back. Then pushed inside again, slowly fucking her with his tongue and exhaling a hot breath against her sex. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 05:30:25</strong>
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				Staring down at him, she watches as his claw like nails drag and dig into her skin, but instead of the piercing pain that she'd been anticipating, there was an odd kind of pleasure that came with the motion.&nbsp; Her hips buck upwards a second time, already wanting more of the the bizarre pleasure that only he could give her.&nbsp; She didn't have enough time to adapt to her newfound fetish, as he'd already moved on to more enticing areas.&nbsp; <br><br>He lifted her up like it was nothing, and as he pushes her up against what she was still fairly positive was a web, one of Jessica's hands abandons Highness's hair and reaches sideways, gripping at the still unseen material.&nbsp; "Yes!", with her legs on either side of his face, and all of her weight being held up by him, Jess could do little more than enjoy the sensuous touches of his tongue against her pussy.&nbsp; <br><br>His forked tongue was driving her insane, and her juices flood his mouth as he seeks out the taste of her.&nbsp; "I can't-I can't-" She cries out, shaking her head from side to side.&nbsp; She wouldn't be able to bare this much longer.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>31-08-2013, 18:35:24</strong>
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				She tasted amazing, though she was a human he liked it. Not the same sweetness as a fea female, or the dangerous appeal of one either. However, it was no less appealing. She was beautiful, her sounds and reactions becoming addicting, he had to wonder how far he could push&nbsp; her. He twisted his tongue one direction before turning it the other way. The thickness of it seeming to expand to fill her insides well. <br><br>It felt a bit rough as well, so when his tongue pulled back it brushed right up against that lovely sensitive spot only a few inches inside of her. Teasing her and flicking against her in a come hither motion. He gripped her hips and moaned out. Nearly drooling a bit, and feeling it slip down his chin. He was hard against his silken pants. His hand moving down to grip himself. He moaned again as his hips thrust up against his own grip. <br><br>A low growl he spread her legs a bit more, lifted her body a bit higher and shifted his head side to side so his nose pressed against her clit. Rubbing that sensitive nub as his own tongue assaulted her more. He gripped her harder and went wild. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 16:15:53</strong>
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				As he twisted and turned inside of her, Jess writhed above him, unable to handle the sensations that only he and his tongue could give her.&nbsp; When he finally pulled outwards and had his nose grind against her clit, she was lost.&nbsp; She came, harder than she could ever remember doing, and let out a piercing scream that echoed around the dark abyss of what was once Central Park.&nbsp; Her juices flow out of her, matching his drool in an attempt to coat his mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>Her legs clench around Highness's head, and her arms stretch out wide, allowing her hands to tangle around the webby softness that kept her upright.<br><br>Panting for breath as she experiences the afterglow that came after an amazing orgasm, Jessica stares down at the man who'd made it happen. "This is..."&nbsp; What could she say? "This can't really be happening."&nbsp; But she didn't even care any more.&nbsp; It felt to good to care.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>06-09-2013, 22:27:27</strong>
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				<br>He nearly panted and lost himself as she cam. Feeling the sweetness of her juices spilling over his tongue and a bit down his chin as well. He moaned and gripped her hips as his head fallowed her every movement. Relaxing into it so he keep up with her, that of course became easy when her legs closed around his head and her scream sounded out her love cry. <br><br>Pulling back, he let his tongue slip out, falling free and dragging back into his mouth, coated in more of her juices and feeling his insides with her sweet nectars. He moaned as he swallowed and his eyes moved from her sex, up her body. Seeing how the bottom half of her dress had ridden and wrinkled up to her waist. Red eyes glowing like warm heated embers. Highness’s long hair falling away from his features and he smiled up at her wickedly. His hand stroking her thighs and watching her shiver. Her words made him chuckle and he wrapped his arm around her leg, dragging his fingertips along her bare thighs, landing a few soft kisses on the inside of her legs. <br><br>Part of him wanted to tell her it was all real. That he had just taken her from her own world into his own. That rip on the foundation that lead her to his very webs. Explain to her that this is were she was meant to be? Things happen for a reason, and she didn’t think of the kindness she had offered in her careful touch to those viewed as dangerous. Alas, she was not ready. A moment of passion did not mean the human mind was ready to know the truth. It was just better, to attempt a slow introduction into his world, and seduce her to wish to stay forever. <br><br>The male slowly let her legs drop away. He rose slowly and brought his hands up to grip her dress. There was so little, the fabric stretched well enough and he reached inside to let her breasts spill out. The lovely orbs perched over the hem of the dress.&nbsp; He leaned in and licked up the center of her cleavage, before trailing his mouth over to one nipple. There he exhaled a breath softly, hovering over the areola. She could feel the heat of his mouth before he flicked her with his tongue. Glancing up at her he gave a wide grin and flicked his tongue around it again. His hands moved up behind her form, gripping her ass and pulling her closer. Pressing his hardened shaft against her, she would feel the smooth sensation of silk from his pants. Grinding and teasing her, he could feel the outside of his pants growing wetter. The way it stuck to his flesh was tormenting, and so very delightful. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 04:08:37</strong>
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				Caught in the glow of the aftermath, Jessica doesn't really contemplate why she wasn't falling to the floor when he pulled himself out from under her legs.&nbsp; For all intents and purposes, without him holding her up there was no way she could stay afloat on the wall like she was.&nbsp; But this was a dream after all, it didn't have to make sense.&nbsp; If the young woman had bothered to turn her head she would find that her body was sticking to the spider web, much like a fly's might, but she didn't, so it didn't matter.&nbsp; <br><br>She let's out a soft moan as he tugs at her dress, forcing her breasts out of the barely there material.&nbsp; Automatically, her nipples harden against the sensation of his eyes on him, and she arches her back enticingly.&nbsp; He responded accordingly, and she shuts her eyes tightly as he finally begins to offer a treatment to her breasts that was similar to that which he'd bestowed on her pussy.&nbsp; <br><br>As he takes hold of her ass and presses her core tight against his still covered cock, she grinds against him, imitating the activity that she so desperately wanted them to complete.&nbsp; "Highness," her voice comes out husky, likely due to all the strain her vocal had been under from her earlier cries of pleasure, "Fuck me." She orders, even as her hands fall from their grip on the web, instead focusing on trying to push his silken pants down his hips.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>24-09-2013, 02:03:24</strong>
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				<br>How could anyone resist? Or even want to? This beautiful mortal woman who moved and demanded. Her orders clear as her drunken gaze fell onto his own. She was sober enough to know what she wanted and he was drunken enough to want to give everything to her. Watching her intently however, he finally spoke in a low tone. “Are you certain?” He asked her, grinding and teasing her. Of course he wanted to tear into her. Rip her flesh, and slam deep inside of her core. Listen to her voice echo through this park. Already some of the homeless had wondered past this place curiously, however with the magic protecting it no one would see, or be able to find them. <br><br>Feeling his pants loosen and her insistence he arched a brow, smiling and showing his fangs as she spoke suddenly. The scent of spices both sweet and rich filling the space.&nbsp; “If I fuck you, no one else in the human world will ever be able to please you like this again. You will always thirst for what I have to bring.” He told her, his mouth pressing to hers, so teasingly close and his tongue tracing her bottom lip before he gripped her ass tighter. “I can make you cum as many times as you like before I am even spent, be certain of your choice… human…” He told her. His eyes leveling her own and staring at her intently. <br><br>He wanted her, his body was aching to fuck her, take her in multiple positions and wreck her insides. He wanted to feel her nails on his flesh, and her cries. However, it was the same as eating the food of his world, once one tasted the honey of a fea, nothing would never satisfy again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>24-09-2013, 03:36:55</strong>
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				He smelled like a kitchen.&nbsp; Not her kitchen, god knew she couldn't cook for the life of her.&nbsp; But a delicious, well used kitchen, full of spices and delicious things.&nbsp; There was something that was almost nostalgic about the smell, more sentimental than sexy.&nbsp; But in a strange way it only made her want him more.&nbsp; She wanted to taste him, to enjoy him.&nbsp; And here he was, asking if she was sure she wanted to fuck him, as though her hands forcing down his pants weren't answer enough.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, now you have a lot to live up to." She murmurs as she begins to nibble and kiss at his neck.&nbsp; But then he was pulling away from her, and teasingly giving her an almost kiss.&nbsp; As his tongue traced at her lip, she tilts her head forward, desperate for more.&nbsp; "I've heard a lot of talk before..but this takes the cake."&nbsp; How many times had men claimed to be, 'the best she'd ever have'?&nbsp; But here he was, claiming the same thing, in a very unique fashion.&nbsp; He was claiming not to be human, the first verbal confession of such a thing.&nbsp; However, she'd already convinced herself that she was dreaming, so it didn't make too much of a difference.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm willing and eager Mr. Highness, how about you give me some bite to go with that bark?"&nbsp; She matches his gaze with one of her own, completely ignorant to how serious of a situation she was actually in.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>04-10-2013, 03:49:47</strong>
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				<br>Those glazed crimson eyes narrowed at her. The corner of his mouth tugged as she listened to her words. What a foolish creature, humans tended to be that way. Of course he had manipulated the moment, he had worked it to his favor. Finally lips peeled back from his sharp radiant smile and he nodded his head to her. “So be it.” He purred in a deep tone. Muscles in his arms flexing. There was more to taking a woman then just ramming her. Not to say, that was not good too. However, it was about tension, building, begging. Making that want so powerful that no logic existed, and pure primal drive made it happen. <br><br>&nbsp;“You want a bite huh?” The fea echoed back to her. Likely uncertain what she was about to get. The dress she wore, was basically nothing. Her body mostly nude already, and how pretty a sight it was to. Her skin wet with his saliva, her body shivering, and also rolling back wanting him inside of it. His mouth still hovering closer. He shifted her body a bit, pulling her legs up higher and dipping down once more. He ran his hands all over her flesh. Touching her hips, thighs, and after a while she would start to feel something. He lifted his hands up and pressed them against the soft surface behind her. This caused her legs to spread and she would see silken ropes tied masterfully around her rump, thighs, and behind her knees. It gave her body freedom to move, but opened her up and exposed her treasure of a sex to him. <br><br>Her reached up and grasp her face, dipping his fingers into her mouth and leaning in finally to kiss her passionately, his tongue tracing hers, hands gripping her breasts. He let her remove his pants, and felt the soft silks skip down his body. His hair hanging down his back and chest. He was lean, muscles rippled over and flexed. He rolled his hips, teased and thrust against her. Getting himself wet and slick. He was growling and his hand moved down to grip her throat and suddenly push her back up against the webbing. Holding her by her throat and looking at her. His eyes traveling down her body. He cocked his head to the side and finally let his eyes rest on her sex. His own cock moving against it, shinny and slick with her juices. Looking right up into her eyes he then pressed and drove himself inside of her. Going in all the way to the hilt. Deep, and thick. Throbbing inside of her. The crown of his cock swelling even more inside of her, and he slowly rolled his hips, deep and hard against her core. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>07-10-2013, 00:06:02</strong>
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				Jess groaned as she felt the man's hands roam across her body, the paltry excuse for a dress doing nothing to hide her skin from his attentions now that it had been forced both up her thighs and down her top.&nbsp; Even if it hadn't, it wouldn't have offered much protection.&nbsp; But then, that was the whole point.&nbsp; She'd worn the barely there dress because she'd <em>wanted</em> him to touch her, <em>wanted</em> him to fuck her.&nbsp; Now she was getting her just deserts, and she was thrilled at the opportunity. <br><br>She shivered as the feel of more web spread across her skin, spreading her legs and holding them in place.&nbsp; It was bizarre, but it looked...<em>hot</em>. She'd already experienced the delight of his forked tongue, an extra spark of kinky bondage was nothing in comparison.&nbsp; Besides, the web was more to keep her in place than to keep her from escaping.&nbsp; With her core soaked from his earlier attentions and in anticipation of what was to come, with her hands having successfully rid him of his pants and now desperately feeling at his cock, she was far from an unwilling captive.&nbsp; For one brief moment her hands succeeded, and she felt the velvety firmness of his member.&nbsp; He was long and thick, just like she'd imagined him to be.&nbsp; Just as she'd felt he'd be when his crotch had been pressed so tightly against her before.&nbsp; She rubbed her hands up and down his member as he held her face and forced a kiss from her mouth, but then her hands weren't needed, as the magic moment had arrived. <br><br>She released small cries of pleasure as he rubbed his cock against her soaked pussy, every brush he made had her turning into a quivering mess.&nbsp; The anticipation was killing her, and her hands were gripping at his shoulders, willing him to stop teasing her.&nbsp; But then he was grabbing her by the throat, and then his cock was driving into her pussy, and suddenly the dream was shattered.<br><br>This was actually happening.&nbsp; She wasn't asleep.&nbsp; This wasn't a dream.&nbsp; She screams then, the sound of terror mixing in with the sound of pleasure. Because it was also a sound of pleasure.&nbsp; His cock was hitting all the right places inside of her, and her body responded in kind, hardened nipples and a dripping pussy a reward for his unmatched skills.&nbsp; Her body was betraying her, and she hated herself for it.&nbsp; Her finger nails dig into his shoulder blades as she pushes up at him, unsure if it was an attempt to get him off of her, or as a means of matching his rhythm. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-10-2013, 05:58:01</strong>
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				<br>Now that she was here, and they had come this far, there was no real turning back. He would have felt bad, if he thought this was bad. Perhaps had he been of a different nature he would see the twisted wrongness to what was happening. However, she had consented, begged and even went as far as to remove his clothing. It mattered not the tricks he played to get to the point. She had made a choice. Simple as that. The fea saw nothing of a black and white, it was all gray, and if one dare roam in such a place, they would find themselves under the masterful hands of the creatures who lived there. <br><br>He moaned as his eyes looked into hers. He could tell by her scream, the tones and pitches, she had realized what was happening. He ground himself against her. Pre cum covering her insides in its warmth. The sensation of it making her insides throb and sensitive. He rolled his hips and wrapped his arms around her. Gripping her shoulders and pulling her down against him each time he thrust up into her. His mouth parted and he moaned out. Looking at her expression as he moved against her. Her body lifting and roughly landing back against him. It made her form jerk a bit and the sting of his slapping hips echo as they collided. Leaning in he licked along her chest. Panting as he moved to her neck and softly bit her there. Latching on, and holding her. She would feel his teeth threatening and close. Squeezing now and again. <br><br>She would feel the growl in his chest vibrating against hers. He shivered and moaned again, the sounds mixing together in some bizarre animal lullaby. One hand moved down to wrap around her hips and hold her steady as he bucked and moved against her. His cock driving deep, and with each pull back it was as if his head swelled and brushed against her G spot closer to her opening. He looked into her eyes again and his brows met before he smiled at her seductively. “You look beautiful wrapped in my silks and speared on my cock.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>10-10-2013, 19:23:22</strong>
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				Her body responded to his thrusts, and she hated herself for it.&nbsp; It felt so good, unnaturally good. He made her entire body feel like one giant erogenous zone.&nbsp; Every caress sparked the flame of her core, and she found herself actively responding to his cock inside of her, her hips shooting out and matching, forcing him deeper inside of her.&nbsp; A small whimper found it's way out of her throat as he bites her neck, feeling the unnaturally sharp teeth that held but did not yet break skin.&nbsp; Through half closed eyes she echoes out the smallest of requests, "Please...".&nbsp; She hated him, but she could not let him go.&nbsp; He was the only one of the pair who could put a stop to this.&nbsp; <br><br>Her pleas fall on deaf ears however, as he continues to pound into her center, forcing out an endless supply of pleasure filled cries from her lips.&nbsp; Her cries blended with his growls and moans, creating a disturbing melody that carried and disappeared into the dark abyss that surrounded the pair.&nbsp; <br><br>Then his cock was brushing against a specific spot inside of her that she hadn't truly believed had existed, and she was cumming around his member.&nbsp; She shouted his name,&nbsp; "Highness!" In a form of both ecstasy and surrender as she clung to him as tightly as the webbing was wrapped around her thighs.&nbsp; Her insides clench around him as her entire body quakes in delight from the pleasure he'd forced her to endure.<br><br>She was a foolish fly who'd been trapped in a web, and he was the spider who got to enjoy the feast.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>15-10-2013, 02:02:19</strong>
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				<br>The helplessness of her own actions, and the passion behind their pure animal movements was intoxicating. It was entertaining, and perhaps one of the best shows he had seen in a long time. How the reality of what she was doing sank in, and how badly she both wanted and hated him. What a lovely poetic sort of notion. That love built off of hate. Hearing his name echoed and screamed in the most blissful of pleasures was the most beautiful of it all. Though the fallow up of her wet orgasm and drunken eyes came in a close second.&nbsp; <br><br>She had been so kind, so careful. Facing her fear with something as small as a spider, and letting it live. It was that simple act that brought her to the place she was now. The world she was letting herself become apart of. <br><br>A hand moved up her back, moving behind her head to grip her hair and force her to look up as he leaned in to kiss and lick her throat. Moving up to nip her chin and then forcing her head down for him to find her lips. He let himself worship her mouth. Tasting and teasing her tongue, sucking on her lips and nipping her. His hands gripping her ass painfully. He strove and continued his assault for a bit longer, not even slowing after she came. When he did pull back the motion was rather rough and she would feel the stark cold wash over her body. He watched her hang there for a moment before he reached out. He wasn’t done yet. Reaching for her, he unsnapped one of her legs and then rolled her over. Her face pressing to soft silks. <br><br>It was pure white, like sheets. Soft and cool at the same time. She was perched with one leg on the ground, the other still tied up. He shifted himself behind her, and she would feel the crown of his cock tease along her ass before moving back inside of her sex. Pushing deeper now. Even if both of them were standing, he was still able to reach deep. Throbbing and thickening, more of his own sweetened pre cum coating her walls and warming her. He reached around to grip her breasts and play with them while his mouth and bites attached along her shoulder and neck. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>15-10-2013, 02:30:45</strong>
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				He wouldn't give her even a moment of recovery.&nbsp; He tore at her hair, giving her no option but to leave her neck open and vulnerable to his attentions.&nbsp; And he paid her neck attention.&nbsp; He covered her bare skin in his saliva through licks and kisses, leaving no spot untouched.&nbsp; Once he grew bored with her neck he forced her head back down, exploring and taking over her mouth.&nbsp; She tried to remain as immobile as possible, dodging his tongue with her own, but he forced her to participate through nibbles on her lips.&nbsp; The pleasure she felt never ended, going on and on for a small eternity, even his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass brought on an extra level of pleasure.&nbsp; He seemed to be unsatisfied with a single orgasm, and already she was beginning to ride up the trail of ecstasy.&nbsp; <br><br>Then there was nothing.&nbsp; It was sudden, and his sudden lack of presence as well as the abrupt cold was like a slap in the face. She stared at him as she hung there, mouth open, lips swollen from his attentions, with wild eyes and a heaving bosom. What would he do next? What could he do next that he hadn't already done?<br><br>He proved to be creative, as he forced her body to be trapped in a new angle on his web.&nbsp; She couldn't see him any more, face pressed against the endless web.&nbsp; One of her legs was finally free, but it was a useless kind of freedom, with all of her weight being held by the unstoppable web.&nbsp; She releases a soft whimper as his cock brushes against her oh so sensitive core. He returned to his attentions as quickly as he'd stopped them.&nbsp; His was everywhere, forcing her nipples to stand at attention, leaving marks along her neck where his bites and kisses made a trail, and fucking her senseless with his unstoppable and oh so pleasurable cock.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>18-10-2013, 02:45:30</strong>
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				<br>Powerful arms wrapped around her, one hand snaking down her body to brush and play along the sensitive wet folds of her violated sex. He continued to thrust deep inside of her, moaning into her ear. She could hear and feel him moving hard against her. His other hand traveling up, gripping both of h r breasts and teasing them. Rolling her nipples between his fingers before tugging them a bit. A hand then suddenly gripping one. <br><br>Talons dug into her soft breast. He squeezed it hard, urging a scream from her if he could. He felt himself burning with the desire to destroy her again. He sank his teeth in, his thrusts became more ruthless. His nails drug across her breast and down her body. Yet something in the scent, and touch of him would drown her. Wash her with his powers. They moved through her, traveled over her skin. Making it seem as if her body was covered in tiny little warm sensations. <br><br>The feeling and taste of her blood was amazing, and he growled in a possessive way as it splashed against the back of his throat. Hot and raging its way down into his belly and warming his core. His thrusts turned even more savage and he held onto her like a doll. Fucking her hard until she would feel him expand and thicken almost painfully inside of her. A moment later he exploded inside of her walls, coating her with his hot cum. Even then he continued to thrust and roll his hips. Making slick little rivers of their joined juices down her inner thighs. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>20-10-2013, 04:09:56</strong>
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				She loved the feel of him, his body wrapped around her, his hard cock filling her to completion. Even the sudden pain of his bite was a new kind of pleasure, a spark of spice that only added to the unending feel of ecstasy.&nbsp; Her body writhed beneath him, struggling against the weight of him against her back and the web that trapped her front.&nbsp; It didn't matter that he'd bit her harder enough to draw blood, didn't matter that the grip he had on her skin was enough to bruise her sensitive flesh, if anything those facts only made him more desirable.&nbsp; Goosebumps spread across her skin, her entire body tingling with the pleasure of the feel of him, the scent of him, the sound of him.&nbsp; <br><br>She could no longer think straight, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as he came inside of her, her body reacting to the liquid warmth of him immediately.&nbsp; It was as though a sudden shot of herion had been injected in her, and she instantaneously orgasmed once more, seemingly milking his cock of even more of that sweet ambrosia.&nbsp; <br><br>She fell limp against the webbing and his body, all tension escaping from her body.&nbsp; He had fucked her to exhaustion, and she mindlessly moaned out like a bitch in heat before her mind is unable to take the continuing pleasure.&nbsp; First her vision turns spotty, then dark completely as she falls unconscious.&nbsp; The human woman no competition for the otherworldly gentleman.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-10-2013, 22:18:15</strong>
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				<br>Licking the wound he watched it bubble a bit with her blood before lapping over and filling the small spaces with a bit of silk. They would look more like little cotton balls stuck to her flesh. <br><br>“Did I break you so soon?” He purred to her as he felt her body go limp. The weight of it hitting him suddenly. Unlike some of the other fea he was stronger then he looked. Some of the lesser fea like pixie’s could only lift their own weight in anything. Even if they changed over to a human sized form, they could lift no more then a few ounces. The power of glamour only went so far. His hands moved and caressed her body as she lay there panting. Holding her up, he shifted so the weight of her leaned back against him. Her head falling back against his shoulder. He turned his own head and kissed her cheek. panting against her for a moment, taking in her scent. He could feel her trembling, and panting even in her blacked out state. The man smiled again, pleased with himself. <br><br>Feeling himself growing soft and slipping free from her body he sighed. A splash against the ground under them was enough to show what they had done to one another. She was a fun lay. Something he hoped to dip into again soon. Turning her body against his own he stepped completely free from his pants and lifted her up. Turning he headed down the tunnel he had come out of. His naked form catching in the moonlight before everything vanished and the park was back to normal once more.<br><br>* * * <br><br>In the early hours of the morning the woman was brought back to her apartment. She was changed into something warmer by a couple of&nbsp; smaller sized boggarts. Though she would have likely been horrified by the little creatures. With their old men faces and fur covered bodies. Their hands looked like claws, or twisted twigs out of she swamp. Yet their touch was surprisingly gentle and their movements careful. Their scent was murky like a marsh, but not horrifying. <br><br>When she was tucked into her bed the spider king watched her sleep before he finally rose and vanished from her room. Returning to his own chambers to rest and then move into the markets when he had revitalized himself a bit too. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-10-2013, 02:36:31</strong>
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				Jessica's dreams were bizarre and wild.&nbsp; She dreamed of a giant spider, staring down at her from her bed. She dreamed of oddly shaped fingers with long and slender fingers, moving her body in the middle of a swamp.&nbsp; It was a strange dream, and unlike the kinds that she was used to.&nbsp; Nonetheless, her sleep was a deep and long one.&nbsp; She woke the next afternoon, having slept through the morning with relative ease.<br><br>When she finally did wake up, it was with confusion. She didn't remember changing for bed.&nbsp; Then everything comes back to her, and she flings her comforter off of her like it was on fire.&nbsp; Her head started to spin, and Jessica stumbles over to her floor length mirror.&nbsp; It barely took a glance before it was clear that she'd had incredibly crazy sex the night before.&nbsp; For starters, she had sex hair, with her normally silky strands pointing this way and that.&nbsp; Then of course, there were the marks.&nbsp; She could see where his teeth had nibbled and sucked along her neck, and one spot looked particularly brutal.&nbsp; Raising a hand to touch the mark, she flinches, the mark still sensitive despite the web salve that he'd placed there.&nbsp; <br><br>Stripping naked, she stares at her mirrored self, taking in the scratches, the bruises, the marks that screamed, 'KINKY SEX' to any who might pay to look.&nbsp; Her pussy still throbbed with soreness, still sensitive from the night before.&nbsp; <br><br>"What the fuck?" She moans out, pressing her forehead against the cool glass of the mirror as memories from the night before dance like sugar plums through her mind.&nbsp; Who the fuck was Highness? Was it possible that he'd drugged her, and they'd just had normal sex, but she'd hallucinated all the spider nonsense?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-10-2013, 03:25:23</strong>
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				He had risen later then expected as well. The king finding himself rather exhausted when he made it back to his chamber finally. The entire day had been rather uneventful, so the creature was able to rest as deeply as he wished. His servants moving about and working on cleaning out his chamber and palace. The fea finally rose and when he did he chuckled at how sticky he felt. The night before had been rather exciting, and between the human and himself they had made a mess. <br><br>The idea of it alone caused his hardened body to stiffen even more. Aroused again, and his already tender shaft rigged in no time. He pushed his thick red and white hair back from his handsome features and licked his lips before he finally rose. The tip of his crown dripping. He paid it no mind. Long hair moving down his form, he yawned lazily, fangs glinting. Making it to his own bathing chamber he blinked and looked around. The large stone lion head carved into the wall had hot water pouring out of its gaping maw into a spring of cooler water. The deeper pool giving him a place to dunk into while the rest of it ran off into other chambers. Anything he did, he did in luxury, a spoiled ruler indeed. <br><br>Idly for a moment he wondered of the woman. The one he currently found himself curious, if not a bit obsessed over. The color of her hair and eyes. The scent of her skin. He could feel her inside of his body. The taste of her blood not far from his mind. She belonged to him now, his lovely little pet human. He had to wonder if she even believed what had happened was real or not. Humans tended to heal their minds with lies instead of the truth. Highness had left enough truth on her however to chase away any doubt. For a moment he considered visiting her, what would she say if he happened to drop in on her? Perhaps he should send one of his little minions to see if she had even woken yet. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-10-2013, 04:13:25</strong>
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				She washed.&nbsp; And washed.&nbsp; And washed.&nbsp; She was clean, but she could still feel his hands against her hips, could still taste him on her lips, could still smell him against her skin.&nbsp; He was like a ghost, ever present even after he was gone.&nbsp; She hated the fact that thinking about him made her wet.&nbsp; That the memory of him had her fingers pressing into her moist center, her back against the wall of her shower.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt better after she was clean and dry, the hot shower soothing against her sore muscles.&nbsp; She wasn't going to work today, it was a weekend.&nbsp; But even if it hadn't been, she wouldn't have gone in.&nbsp; There was no way in hell she'd be able to focus on something as trivial as clothing after a night like last night's.&nbsp; <br><br>Trying to distract herself with busyness, Jess putters around her kitchen, making herself some hot cocoa and trying to clean up her living space a little.&nbsp; She was trying desperately not to think about him, but she was failing.&nbsp; &nbsp;The web, his teeth, his cock, his nails-no, his claws.&nbsp; It was all so surreal, how was she supposed to act like nothing had happened?&nbsp; It was when she was caught up in this existential crisis when she saw the damn thing.&nbsp; A tiny eight legged monster creeping along her floor.<br><br>She let's out a scream, and her first reaction is to back away in terror.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then, she remembers that she was a strong and independent woman, and that this tiny spider wasn't actually Highness.&nbsp; Using all of her human ingenuity, she flee's for a moment before returning with a broom.&nbsp; "Shoo! SHOO!" She shouts, sweeping at the thing until it was caught up in a tiny whirlpool of dust.&nbsp; She continues her sweeping until she was able to force the thing into the hallway, whereupon she slams the door behind her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>10-11-2013, 20:08:05</strong>
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				Well… that was not a reaction he had been expecting. Did they not share their bodies only the night before? Was she so terrified of spiders still that she would sweep them away? Of course humans were what they happened to be. Once a fear was set in their minds it was hard to break it. Perhaps she was just tired. Spiders would likely still be creepy to her. Unaware of the fear she had for him. He figured by this point she was pleased with their meeting. It was after all, what she had wanted. She craved and screamed sex. From the moment she rested her eyes on him, he felt her want. Then went in to satisfy her desire. He had warned her, and by logic she made a decision. She had after all been so very kind to his minion, he felt she desired whatever she desired. So he gave it to her. <br><br>It was simple enough. So it left nothing to question anymore. The Fea did not understand the reality of the human’s own feelings. Her mind lost in pleasure, and reaction. He had given her a choice, and had taken the time to make her think of it. It was manipulation. And humans? Could be easily influenced. He had pulled her into his world, drugged her with his natural fea presents, and she had plunged herself into it head first, and it had also pleased him. He was not tired of her, and knew for a fact he would see her again. The idea sent chills down his spine. The time however? He was uncertain. When would he go to visit her again? Would she want to see him? Perhaps he should torment her a bit by staying away and letting the natural desire work itself in. she had stepped into a world unlike her own, and even if she did touch another, it would not be the same. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 02:30:20</strong>
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				The days passed in slow motion.&nbsp; Every second seemed to last an eternity.&nbsp; But rather than become re-energized after her rendevue with the spider man, she only felt more drained.&nbsp; Getting up in the morning took all the effort in the world, and her very bones felt weary.&nbsp; Food stopped having any kind of flavor, and she was having to remind herself to eat because she never felt hungry.&nbsp; The world had lost it's color, and Jessica was fading along with it.<br><br>Even the woman's passion for style seemed to fade away, in five days she'd gone from taking over an hour to picking a complex wardrobe, to shoving on whatever shreds of clothing were easiest to put on.&nbsp; She just couldn't care any more.&nbsp; Her work was suffering, and it was becoming a daily occurrence for her employer to shout at her for daydreaming.&nbsp; But Jessica couldn't help it.&nbsp; The normal world had lost all it's interesting facets, and even more concerning, she was starting to see things that couldn't be real.&nbsp; A person's shadow that was three steps behind all their movements.&nbsp; A mirror who had a distorted reflection from what it was opposite of.&nbsp; A tree who's leaves were blowing in the opposite direction of the wind.&nbsp; How had she not seen these things before?&nbsp; How could the rest of the world not notice?&nbsp; <br><br>What was worse was her dreams.&nbsp; She dreamed of silver webs and shining eyes, of passionate caresses and whispered words.&nbsp; Her dreams were the only place where she found any kind of relief, but it only worsened her condition when she woke up.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was suffering withdrawal from a man she'd only slept with once.&nbsp; She was suffering withdrawal from a person she had never wanted to see again.&nbsp; <br><br>It was on the seventh day that she couldn't take it any more.&nbsp; Wearing a plain black shirt and jeans, her hair tied back haphazardly in a ponytail (messy due to lack of maintain rather than careful styling), the young woman ventures out of her apartment and into the woods.&nbsp; She needed answers, and more than that, she needed a cure.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 04:01:15</strong>
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				<br>His own week would go by rather quickly. Unlike the human woman who he had kept a small eye on, he did not have the same problem. Oh yes, he desired her of course, and teased her with visits to her dreams. Yet, most of it was also her own doing, she dreamt of him even with out the influence. Her body would crave him, and what he had to give to it. It was a side effect of his magic. It was the dangerous side of mating with one of his kind. Why there were stories of humans traveling to the Fea world and never returning. She was no different, and as she wondered the part she would find herself venturing into a place both crossed between humans… and Fea.<br><br>Nothing would greet her at first of course. Other then a few guards checking benches and chasing off the homeless. Everyone knew they would be back later. The cool air was sticking to everything and the sun was setting in the background. Nothing really moved. The air would stir leafs along the walk way and yet nothing else really. Perhaps it had all been inside of her mind? How was she supposed to find a spider body anyways? Something more likely to come out of a comic book then be an actual person… right? <br><br>There was a soft sound near by, one she may have recognized. A few moments later a small kitten emerged from a bush. Much like the white rabbit in the tail of Alice, this white little beast was both a warning, and a guide to the things she may have been seeking out. <br><br>the feline moved, the sunlight giving it a strange orange tint to its fur. Walking along on its own it would stop now and again to look back and see if she was coming or not. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 04:10:02</strong>
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				Jessica shivered as a cold breeze brushed against her skin, tugging at her clothes and hair, trying to warn her away from the mission she'd created for herself.&nbsp; Or perhaps just the opposite, perhaps the night breeze itself was in cahoots with the otherworldly beings that seemed determined to draw Jessica deeper into the realm of the unknown.&nbsp; Perhaps the wind was tugging her towards her destiny, not away from it.&nbsp; It was impossible for the likes of her to know, but regardless she continued forward, across the street and into the shadowy embrace of the undertrees.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't know where she was going.&nbsp; She had no idea if walking back into the park would even work.&nbsp; She'd been in the park before last week, and she'd never stumbled into a nest of supernatural spiders, why would now be any different?&nbsp; But she knew she was headed in the right direction when her eyes spotted the fluffy white kitten who'd led her astray the first time. <br><br>"You!" She cries out, practically falling over herself as she makes chase after the furry feline.&nbsp; "Get back here you cat!"&nbsp; Not that she actually knew what she'd do if she got her hands on the thing.&nbsp; In a strange way, she was aware that this little animal was her spirit guide into the strange and bizarre, but she still wanted to get at it for leading her down that path in the first place.&nbsp; <br><br>She wanted answers damn it!&nbsp; <br><br>Pushing away brambles and branches, she runs after the kitten, hardly noticing when it's fluffy white fur seems to give way to an orange tint that hadn't been there the last time.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 04:54:21</strong>
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				<br>The bark of the human female caused the feline to react. A bit frightened at her sudden halt and charge approach. After all, it was still a cat, even if it was one to lead humans down dangerous paths. Or perhaps, it was more or less meant to show the safe way to go about things. The human was loud, and sudden. <br><br>What was even more surprising? Was the woman was much more insistent this time and her determination caused the feline to remain ahead of her, always out of reach and yet startled each time it looked back to see her. Golden eyes wide and body jumping a few feet ahead before dashing off, and making the woman fallow as well as trip over herself each time. It was a bit on the embarrassing side really when one thought about it. The feline did not seem to care however as it lead the woman through the sunset painted park. The night was closing in, dangerously so and being in such a place after dark was not always the wisest. She was fallowing off the track as well, away from people, or the safety of the patrolling guards. <br><br>The trees grew thicker, and yet she found herself walking a path. It was thin, and had stones buried under the dirt, but it was a path none the less. What felt like a good while later she broke through and opened up to apart of the park that appeared abandoned. Here was a large marble fountain with cherubs, and horses carved out of stone. Vines over growing most if it, and foliage and debris of that nature all over.&nbsp; The water had long since dried out, and what was in there, nothing more but moments of passing rain. It was to cold in the season right now for anything to grow in the little puddles on the bottom of the overly grown fountain stone. <br><br>Benches sat all around and the feline jumped up onto one before laying down and appearing to just relax in that moment. As the last few rays of the sun touched the statues before them. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 05:04:32</strong>
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				It was playing with her, it had to be. Every time she was almost ready to give up, when she came to terms with the fact that there was no way she'd catch up to the thing, it would pause just long enough to encourage her to keep onward.&nbsp; Then she'd yell, or trip, or both, and the thing would skittishly rush into the distance.&nbsp; Branches scratched and tugged at her clothes and hair, occasionally digging into her skin, but she didn't care.&nbsp; She was on a mission.&nbsp; <br><br>She <em>would</em> catch that cat.&nbsp; <br><br>So focused was she, that she didn't notice when it led her off the beaten path.&nbsp; She didn't notice the sun begin to set, or the city lights disappearing, unable to compete against the untamable wild.&nbsp; When they finally returned to a path, she didn't feel relief so much as an increased sense of determination.&nbsp; The furry animal had tried to lose her, but it had failed.&nbsp; She'd catch the thing, find a way to fix her messed up brain, and get the answers she craved more than food.&nbsp; <br><br>On and on and on.&nbsp; When they finally reached the ruined fountain, she was as tired out as the cat seemed to be.&nbsp; Stumbling forward, she takes a seat at the edge of the fountain, silently cursing that there was no water inside of the stone structure.&nbsp; She suddenly felt incredibly thirsty, and why hadn't she noticed how tired she was getting?&nbsp; <br><br>Panting for breath she hadn't known she had lost, Jessica runs a hand through her messy black locks as she stares at the kitten.&nbsp; "What now cat?" She demands lazily.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 05:23:09</strong>
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				The cat looked at her lazily, its tail flicking before it lifted a paw and started to lick and preen itself. The feline lost in thought and its own bath. Of course it would give no answers, cats did not talk. That… was just silly. <br><br>The woman was on her own currently as the last touch of the setting sun scaled the very peak of the fountain. When it was gone there was a strange rumbling around the small area. A sound filling the air similar to the sound of stone grinding or sliding against stone.&nbsp; The fountain behind her started to open up and with it came light and music. It was very faint of course, but none the less there. Loud enough to make one curious. The sound rather Celtic and odd in a place such a New York city. <br><br>The feline remained on the bench watching her reaction. The world around them had now grown dark, and the door would only remain open for so much longer. Finally the white fuzz ball rose and started its slow track to the opened door. Stairs leading down and light showing. It was nothing deep and dark, nothing that would make someone wish to walk away. It was inviting, and lovely, and all the things unnatural to this otherwise strange moment. <br><br>Flicking its tail it regarded the woman as if to say… -Shall we?- <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 05:30:58</strong>
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				The cat didn't seem interested in conversation, in fact it no longer seemed interested in her either.&nbsp; Was she going crazy?&nbsp; What did she think would happen when she finally caught up with the damn thing?&nbsp; Now she was exhausted and lost, she didn't have the faintest clue as to how to get back home, and it was getting colder by the second.&nbsp; &nbsp;What was she going to do when the sun finally set?<br><br>The answer was made for her.&nbsp; At first confused by the grinding noise, and then frantic, Jessica practically falls off the fountain, landing on her butt before frantically pushing herself away from the structure.&nbsp; She watched in wide eyed amazement as the fountain turned into stairs, welcoming light and music offered up to any who dare walk down them.&nbsp; <br><br>The cat, finished with it's bath, made it's second appearance and led the way down, pausing only for a moment to check back at her, as though it wasn't sure if she was brave enough to face it.&nbsp; Why it doubted her, she didn't know.&nbsp; It had grown so dark, if she tried to wander out if this small area she wouldn't be able to see her hands if they were inches in front of her face.&nbsp; Choice was an illusion at this point.&nbsp; <br><br>So, rising up to her feet, she brushes off some wet grass from her back before she follows after her kitten.&nbsp; "Don't lead me astray cat, I'm trusting you." She takes one tentative step onto the stairwell, as though she was afraid it would collapse beneath her.&nbsp; When it failed to do so, she continued on her journey.&nbsp; <br><br>She was getting what she wanted after all.&nbsp; She wanted answers.&nbsp; She wanted her mind back....and she was feeling more alert and alive than she had in days.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 06:01:13</strong>
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				<br>Indeed, she did not disappoint. The woman was descending into the world beyond her own, and indeed… would get some answers. The tunnels took a while to move through, and yet the light never faded. Oddly enough it never gave form either. No source to where it came from. It twisted and turned, and slowly, gradually the sound of music grew louder. The light a bit brighter, and the mixture of many different smells coming across her senses. <br><br>The world was golden once she reached the final landing. Before her, stretched out, was what appeared to be a vast market place. Looking like perhaps something stepped out of both Narnia, and old town New Orleans. The creatures moving about and surrounding her. Not really seeming to even notice a human had stumbled into their territory. Fairies flew over head and little trolls moved on passed her feet as they came down the stairs behind her. Grumbling up at her as they moved around. Appearing shocked she had stopped. <br><br>It was almost like a human fair. Stalls, and set up along the streets. The shouts and offers for food, and objects loud. It was rather impressive and fun. Chickens in cages, as well as some other odd creatures. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 06:12:21</strong>
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				Wandering into the underground fair, Jessica wasn't quite sure what to make of it. She wanted to believe that this was just a really bizarre costumed event, but after what happened to her last week she couldn't.&nbsp; <br><br>Walking deeper into the rows of stalls, Jessica pays no mind to where she went; an unfortunate habit as it wasn't long before&nbsp; she crashes into a pale giant, the only color on him the bright redness of his hat.&nbsp; The hat itself was wet, but that was far from the strangest thing she'd seen yet.&nbsp; The being grunted at her, and Jessica stuttered out an apology before continuing on her way.&nbsp; &nbsp;It wasn't until after their miniature exchange that Jessica realizes that the man she'd spoken to hadn't looked the least bit human.&nbsp; <br><br>Rather than have the mental breakdown that was fraying at her brain, Jessica instead focuses her attention at what was for sale.&nbsp; What she found was a strange array of material.&nbsp; One stall was selling a wide variety of cellphones, a normal enough miniature store front; but right next to that was a man who was calling out different eye colors that were fifty percent off.<br><br>Jessica rushes far away from that stall.<br><br>Hippos and elephants the size of hamsters are offered up in intricate bird cages at one stall, sold by a haggard old woman who must have been covered in fifty pounds of rags.&nbsp; Jess, in an odd kind of daze, stared at the creatures for sale for a moment or two, enchanted by the small animals and their actions.&nbsp; Jessica, almost delirious from the strangeness of it all, almost considered asking the price of one of the tiny giraffe's for sale, when something caught her attention at the corner of her eye.<br><br>Turning round, she finds a simple food stall, selling boiled meats and succulent fried goods.&nbsp; The smells made her mouth water, and Jessica suddenly realized just how long it had been since she'd last eaten anything of substance.&nbsp; Why had she been skipping so many dinners?&nbsp; Why hadn't she bothered to fill up on a lunch or two?&nbsp; She'd been starving herself, and she hadn't noticed until just that moment.<br><br>Taking in the sight of what must have been the most beautiful caramel apple she'd ever seen in her life, Jessica has to stop herself from drooling before she asks the salesman, "how much?"&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 06:34:24</strong>
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				<br>A creature who owned the stall had a bird like face. A large beak that curled, and clattered when the person spoke. “Only a few coins, would you like this one?“ Turning his head to the side, peering at her with one golden eye, assuming the bird was a he due to his bow tie, and pants. He wore an apron, and his feathers along his head rose like a cockatiel. <br><br>It appeared surprised to see a human woman standing there, even more so that she wanted to order food. He shrugged his shoulders as went about getting her something to carry it into. <br><br>He had thick feathers along his body, and reached out, taking her coin and handing her the bag. <br><br>“You should not eat any of that”<br><br>The voice was smooth, and deep. Something she had heard many times in her dreams over the last week. Long hair draping down his form. The man wore a kimono, though it hung open. A pair of silken pants similar to the pair he had on the night they had fucked. The male looked a cross between the two things. The human man she had seen, and the Fea who had taken her. He reached out and recovered the item from her hands and set it aside. A few little gremlins who had been watching snatched it up and ran off, leaping with glee as they went. <br><br>“Are you hungry? I can find you a stall that sells human food.” He offered his arm. The clothing he wore was black, and red. Some silken dragons designed into his clothing. Looking rather Japanese in his chosen fashion. He smiled at her pleasantly. His green eyes seeming to glow between their thick lashes. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 06:42:24</strong>
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				She didn't care that she was buying food from someone who was half man-half bird.&nbsp; She was just so hungry.&nbsp; And luckily the caramel apple was cheap.&nbsp; Only a few coins?&nbsp; Maybe she'd buy two.&nbsp; Handing over some loose change from her pocket, she takes the mouth-wateringly appetizing snack.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was achinginly hungry, and she opened the bag to pull out the apple, when she was forced to freeze in place.<br><br>It was as though all the noise from the fair was forced into mute, as one voice broke through the din to pierce her brain.&nbsp; It was Highness returned.&nbsp; Releasing a shaking breath, she stares up at him with hollowed eyes, unable to do a thing when he pulls the apple out of her hand and surrenders it to a few scampering monsters.&nbsp; It was him.&nbsp; Just as perfect as she'd remembered, just as terrifying.&nbsp; The man of her dreams and her nightmares, the man who had turned her world over on it's head.&nbsp; Instantly she was wet. <br><br>Then she shakes herself out of it and pushes his offered arm away from her.&nbsp; "Why should I trust you?&nbsp; It's your fault I'm in this mess in the first place." She snaps at him, glaring at him, trying not to stare at his bare chest, or his enchanting eyes.&nbsp; She wouldn't be fooled like last time, wouldn't be hypnotized or tricked.&nbsp; <br><br>"For all I know you'll take me to somewhere that sells poisoned candy."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 06:51:01</strong>
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				<br>The fea found himself surprised. Well of course he would be, why would she behave in such a way? perhaps he had gone for to long with out seeing her? That was possible. Rather cruel really, and he relished in her reactions. Her expression, and realization it was him. How it had turned from something sweet to something bitter so suddenly was beyond him. Taking a step back he placed his hands calmly behind his back. Appearing relaxed and licking his lips before chuckling. “You think I would ill advise you?” he asked her then curiously. <br><br>Highness’s expression appeared rather sweet and even hesitant. The male started to walk, and decided perhaps she was going to play hard to get. He could understand that game, and so, in sport of it, he decided to play along. <br><br>Leading the way as they went, the little brick homes held porches with homes. Different sorts of creatures sitting out, having smokes and reading books. Above them was a natural night sky. One would expect a cave, and it was supposed to be underground. Yet above her was a brilliant display of stars. The warmth of the night was different to. “The market has many things I believe you would enjoy Miss Jessica, if you wish to explore it with me.” he had walked the stales many times. He had also ruled over it for many set years. Of course, his was not the only Fea market, or even place of the Fea world. It was much larger, and very vast. Most of all… it was real. <br><br>“I admit, I am glad you came.” Those green eyes looked back, to see if she had fallowed, already a decent distance in, his voice carried to her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 06:57:55</strong>
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				He actually seemed surprised at her anger!&nbsp; What an asshole.&nbsp; Jess was more than ready to snarl out some more added insults, when he suddenly began to walk forward, apparently willing to leave her be if she had no interest in joining him.&nbsp; A part of her wanted to abandon him out of spite, but she knew she couldn't do that.&nbsp; They both knew that she had come for him, if she didn't follow after him it would all be for nothing.&nbsp; And even now her body ached for him, desperate to touch the skin that he so teasingly left for all to see.&nbsp; <br><br>So she followed after him, just as she had the cat.&nbsp; And he behaved just as the cat had, only occasionally giving her the barest of looks as they wander deeper into the strange bizarre.&nbsp; The music that played seemed to continue throughout the night, but Jessica had yet to see any instruments being played.&nbsp; Wasn't that strange?&nbsp; And why did she find that so much odder than the small child who had blue skin and had just run passed them; chasing after a three headed puppy dog?<br><br>"What is this place?" She finally asks as she picks up the pace to walk in time with him.&nbsp; "How is this possible?" How was any of it possible?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 07:06:11</strong>
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				“long ago our world overlapped one another’s. These creatures, and humans lived side by side. It was a much more wild time, and the spirits were dangerous, as well as the humans. It was a place that had conflict due to the differences in our ways. We have always lived in the spirit world, and so when the time came we returned to it.” The lord looked at her with a soft smile. He no longer looked to be that young man as before. His looks remained young, but the way he stood and moved. It was not filled with youth filled rush. Instead it was more the stroll of a wiser sort of man. Young looks betraying. “however, we still need things from your world. So, we collect them and bring them back to the market.”<br><br>He turned and opened his arms wide, indicating the place they stood before smiling with that sharp fanged grin. “And this, my fine Lady, is one of the Fea markets.” he chuckled then and placed his hands on his lips before lulling his head to the side. “This is the place we all live, and shop, and I happen to rule. In a sense… I work communications.” he gave a low hum, and a wide wicked grin. <br><br>“This place is a network between our two worlds, and you have come to it, anything you may be interested in?” he was willing to share information it seemed easy enough. Why not? She was his. Even if she denied it at this moment, it didn’t change the fact of the matter. “We do have human food here.” He told her again. Giving her that warning as he had before. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 07:12:16</strong>
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				She listened to him, not quite believing what she was hearing.&nbsp; How could she have spent her entire life not knowing about all of this?&nbsp; How was the entire world blind to what was really happening?&nbsp; And how had she ever thought that highness was just some random punk?&nbsp; "You....you rule this place?" She asks, her voice careful as she stares at him warily.&nbsp; "So when you told me your name was Highness....?"&nbsp; Had he actually been giving her his title?<br><br>Her eyes dart across his face, trying to fathom the unfathomable.&nbsp; His smile was wicked, and his eyes were ancient.&nbsp; Why had she come here?&nbsp; Why couldn't she have left well enough alone?&nbsp; She'd escaped him once.&nbsp; Could she do it again?&nbsp; Did she want to?<br><br>"What's the difference between human food and what I almost ate?"&nbsp; The apple had looked normal enough, better than normal in fact.&nbsp; It looked better than anything she'd seen in days.&nbsp; Already her mind was circling what he told her now, and what he'd warned her about right before he'd fucked her brains out.&nbsp; "The last few days...I-I've been....you didn't-" But he had warned her.&nbsp; And she hadn't believed him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Who are you?"&nbsp; And what was he doing to her? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>11-11-2013, 07:20:24</strong>
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				His hands moved behind his back as he watched her. Seeing it sweep across her expression. The world around her, the things she had seen lately. The world in a true light. Not even a different one, but a true one. A place humans only saw as children, or on really good drugs. <br><br>Or, a human who preformed a random act of kindness…<br><br>“Fea food is addictive to a human. If you eat it, you can never enjoy human food again. It will sustain you, but it will hold no appeal, no life or flare. it will be waste in your mouth and cold substance.” <br><br>He had warned her before, and he watched her let it sink in. oh yes, he had told her, he had given her a chance. She had wanted him so badly, he had told her what it meant and she did not care. So, the fact that she appeared so startled and frightened confused him. “My Name is Highness… and I am the spider king.” He told her standing tall and arching a brow. No longer amused by her reactions. Regal and powerful. “The scent of your fear is rather arousing Miss Jessica, and yet you also offend me by it. Why are you so surprised?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 01:03:08</strong>
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				As he explained the problems with Fae food, Jessica slowly began to consider what her own life had been like for the past few days.&nbsp; Hadn't the same things been happening to her?&nbsp; She'd barely eaten a thing, had no appetite and no taste.&nbsp; Life itself had been losing it's flare for her, not just food.&nbsp; God, three weeks ago she'd never have taken a step in public without makeup on.&nbsp; Look at her now!&nbsp; <br><br>"You said the same thing about yourself," She begins carefully, thinking back to what he'd warned her the night they'd had sex, how he'd claimed that no man would be able to pleasure her like he could after she'd been with him.&nbsp; "Are you telling me that I won't enjoy sex with normal people anymore?" She demands, brow noted, agitation rising.&nbsp; <br><br>"Why am I surprised? Why the hell shouldn't I be surprised?&nbsp; This stuff isn't real, it doesn't actually happen."&nbsp; She was angry, and confused.&nbsp; She'd been <em>happy</em> living a normal life, believing that the world made sense.&nbsp; This....this didn't make any sense.&nbsp; <br><br>"How do I fix it? I can't..." She runs a hand through hair in frustration.&nbsp; "I can't think straight anymore.&nbsp; I can't focus....tell me how to undo what you did to me." She demands.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 01:18:24</strong>
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				<br>There was a long moment were he just stared at her. Measuring her a bit. He could not seem to understand the issue at hand. Why would he? Those brows of his met and slowly his eyes closed before he tipped his head and his index and thumb lifted to pinch the bridge of his nose. <br><br>“I am telling you just that, you cannot enjoy sex with a human again. It will not be the same. It will not be horrible, but, it will not satisfy in the same sense as spreading your legs for a fea can.” he looked at her, seeing her reactions and his own irritation was rising as well. <br><br>She continued on, speaking as if it were someone else’s fault besides her own. Or so the tone she gave off said. He blinked at her a few more times before his jaw set and he sighed most heavily.<br><br>“You cannot fix it. You made the choice. You had the warning.” He told her in a steady voice. Of course she was not asking the right questions, the limits of what she could or could not do. He watched her, knowing she was a smart woman, but also a bit ticked off by her. He felt. Insulted actually.&nbsp; This was not at all what he had planned when seeing her again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 02:05:23</strong>
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				"Choice?&nbsp; Is that what you call what happened to me?"&nbsp; All but stomping her feet, Jessica glares at the Spider King, silently wishing that she could squish him as easily as she could his minions.&nbsp; "It's not exactly fair to explain the consequences to a woman after you've just made her cum with your mouth." She was past the point of pretending to be shy about talking about sex in public.&nbsp; He'd seen her naked, and she'd just seen someone across the street swallow what looked like a frozen pink lizard on a stick.<br><br>"You mislead me.&nbsp; I thought it was a dream, how was I supposed to know that you were serious?" She was choosing to ignore the fact that he had red eyes and fangs at the time of their intercourse.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking a step backwards, Jessica releases a slow breath, trying to calm herself before she actually started yelling at him in public.&nbsp; She doubted things would go well for her if she went that far.&nbsp; <br><br>"So there is really no cure?&nbsp; I'm stuck hating sex or fucking you for the rest of my life?" That added another question as well.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I <em>can</em> sleep with other people right?&nbsp; Or is does every other fairy prince have a poisoned penis?" She asks sarcastically, a hand on her hip.&nbsp; Then again, Highness's cock had it's own kind of poison.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 02:16:12</strong>
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				Well… she was… quiet colorful with words.<br><br>Now moments ago his blood had started to boil, but her words and continued ranting just started to look funnier. He had to keep himself from laughing at her, looking like she angry little pet. He could smell it on her, and hear it in her voice, and when she hit him with her final words he arched a brow and then lifted a hand to rub his face. Keeping himself from smiling at her. How silly this human was. Indeed, so very, adoring really. <br><br>Licking his full lips those eyes of his narrowed and he grinned rather wickedly. “You have tasted Fea, and now only Fea can please you. No, you are not restricted to me. You are able to fuck others. You may even find yourself wanting another. I do not care anymore.” That bite returning to his voice. He found his temper returning, and it was rather amusing in itself. How he could switch back and forth.&nbsp; <br><br>“You had done a kindness, I had returned the favor, and now that you find me so appalling I find that perhaps we are no longer of use to one another.” He said before stepping away from her. “You have your answers, enjoy the market.” He said as he started to wonder away. He found her amusing, and was hurt by her words towards him. It was a mix of emotions, and he was actually flopping back and forth between the two.<br><br>Pausing he glanced back at her, seeing her look rather pathetic with her clothing and her hair. He frowned and sighed before coming back. “You enjoy fashion correct?” he asked her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 02:28:13</strong>
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				She'd been angry, he responded in anger, this only made her temper rise.&nbsp; "Returned the favor?&nbsp; Just how the hell have you done that?" She couldn't think of a single thing he'd done for her that had been anywhere close to kind.&nbsp; If anything, all he'd taught her was to be as cruel as possible to anyone and everything she came in contact with; just in case someone thought to, 'repay' her.&nbsp; <br><br>Then he was abandoning, clearly not enjoying her temper tantrum any more than she was.&nbsp; In that moment she hated him, completely and utterly.&nbsp; He'd made her addicted to a population she had no way to understand, and then abandoned her in the middle of it's...what was this place, a shopping mall for fairy's?&nbsp; He truly was cruel, and if she wasn't so hungry, she'd try and come up with a way to get her revenge.&nbsp; But...she <em>was</em> still hungry. Starving in fact.&nbsp; She should have been smart enough to wait to yell at him until after he'd directed her to the human food.&nbsp; <br><br>Watching him walk away, Jessica stands there,aimless, feeling rather like a lost child.&nbsp; But then he returned to her, and she stiffened, ready for a second round.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fashion? Ah," She looked down at herself, it certainly must not seem so now.&nbsp; "Yes.&nbsp; I do.....Why?"&nbsp; She thought that he was done with her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 02:40:00</strong>
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				<br>He offered her another smile. This one a bit more humbled. He was after all attracted to her, and could not just leave her. Not, looking like that. She looked so sad, and helpless. He did not take blame for it, there was no reason to. He did not feel bad about what had happened, and that was not going to change. She was his now in a sense, and he felt he had to at least, take care of her. <br><br>“We have many shops, with many sorts of clothing and designs you may like.” he said with a slow growing smile, his eyes soft. “I am certain you are still hungry as well.” he stated and lifted a hand, he pushed his hair back from his face and looked away. “I do not regret what took place between us, I enjoyed it very much. If it means anything.” he told her soft before bowing and offering his arm once more. Seeing if she would take it this time. <br><br>They had a very large market, and a lot of things they could walk along and see. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 02:45:01</strong>
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				"Oh really, and are there any consequences that come from buying or wearing fairy clothes as well?" She crosses her arms over her chest as she glowers at him, but her anger was beginning to fade into desperation.&nbsp; He was the only key she had into understanding the world around her.&nbsp; And while there was no way in hell she was going to screw him again, that didn't mean she couldn't use him to her advantage.<br><br>"Well that makes one of us." She snaps at him. She regretted it alot.&nbsp; It may have been the best sex of her life, but she had yet to see another fairy that looked as attractive or as human as he did.&nbsp; Were her only other options people with green tinted skin?&nbsp; She'd been a little slutty, and this was the price she was paying for it.&nbsp; A life of cruddy sex, or supernatural lovers.&nbsp; She wondered if all the fae were as into bondage as Highness had been the night they had fucked.&nbsp; <br><br>"How...how do you tell what food here is magic, and which is for humans?" she relents, her stomach growling like the predatory animal that it was.&nbsp; She wanted food more than she wanted fabric.&nbsp; Though already her eyes were scanning the stalls, wondering if she'd be able to find something that she could use in her own designs.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 03:02:29</strong>
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				<br>He chuckled at her question, it was understandable. Highness looked down at her, seeing her stroll with him and angry. It was cooling, and he hoped perhaps she could actually enjoy herself. It was possible right? “No, there are no side effects from wearing Fea clothing.” he chuckled softly before glancing off to the side, seeing a ltitle group of imps moved past them. His green eyes soon returning to her, sweeping over her form. Already he wanted her again. She had tasted so good, and when he saw her he was thrilled. Of course she clearly did not feel the same way. It made him a bit disappointed. Perhaps he should have lied, but what a human like thing to do… lie.<br><br>“Most of the food you have to worry about are candies, and fruits. The meats are the most trusted, fea do not have their own forms of livestock to feed on. We must get those things from the human world.” he glanced at her again and lead her down the lines. Soon they turned a corner and her senses would be assaulted by the savory scents of meats, and salts. Many of the creatures sitting at stools, not to different from a fair, perhaps a bit more renaissance like. <br><br>Once some of the stall owners spotted Highness they jumped to work, pulling out a place setting for the spider king, making a tent up with pillows and a low table. The frog like men and even feline sorts moved quickly to make a comfortable place. He moved over to settle in, and looked her direction. A table being set up. “Once you eat, if you wish we can find you clothing… and perhaps get you back to your home safely.” Of course, he hoped for other intentions as well. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 03:13:38</strong>
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				She made a mental note to herself to not eat any fruits or candy while she was here, or whenever she went anywhere where Highness or someone like him was.&nbsp; She was already addicted to fae sex, she really didn't need to be addicted to fae food as well.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was good to know that the clothing wouldn't have an effect on her.&nbsp; The material that she'd seen so far had been majestic.&nbsp; Smooth as silk, but the material could poof out and angle like nothing else she'd ever seen.&nbsp; She'd seen three outfits already that she'd wanted to reach out and touch.&nbsp; <br><br>"So this is a completely different world then?"&nbsp; She glanced upwards, taking in the night sky that should have been the ceiling of a cave.&nbsp; She'd gone down into the earth, not up.&nbsp; The sky shouldn't be visible.&nbsp; But then, she shouldn't be here, there should be no King of Spiders, and cat's shouldn't be able to wear boots and prepare a dining table.&nbsp; "What are the rules?&nbsp; Nothing makes any sense here."&nbsp; At least not to her.<br><br>If she was going to actually participate in the charade that was the fairy world, then she needed to get a better understanding of what that meant.&nbsp; The last thing she wanted was to be branded a criminal in Highness's kingdom afterall.&nbsp; They made people they liked addicted to fairy sex, God only knew what they did to people who commit crimes.<br><br>"Does my appearance displease you that much?"&nbsp; She asks wryly, trying to force him into an awkward situation.&nbsp; Her current appearance certainly displeased <em>her</em> enough to want to buy some new fae clothes.&nbsp; Why hadn't she cared a little more about her wardrobe?&nbsp; But he didn't need to know that.&nbsp; &nbsp;"And am I in danger of not making it home safely?" She raises an eyebrow, blue eyes staring at him in accusation as she takes a seat at the quickly set up table that had been prepared for Highness.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 03:37:02</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;“The laws? It depends I suppose on the creature you speak of.” Of course it would not be that simple. Why would one law fit an entire race, when there were different species with different needs. One does not imprison a lion for taking down a zebra. “Your human world is filled with books, read them, educate yourself. Humans have spent time among us, and though it is seen as something in passing, there are some out there with a lot of deep details.” He licked his lips again and food was soon set out before them. As well as some wine.<br><br>He did not think she would wish to drink anything else. He set to work eating his own food. Looking rather normal as he did. The current area they sat in rested any different sorts of beings. Some with human like appearances, others that looked nothing of the sort. It was a rather interesting display and felt like something out of some cartoon or fable. In her world even a video game. <br><br>Those green eyes lifted to look up at the woman who sat close. Her words catching him before he glanced her over. “it only displeases me because it does not suit you. I do believe you would agree with me.” Did she really even grasp what was going on here? She could live like a queen in the world of magic. Having a king at her side to give her all she wished for, and be in a sense famous in her own light. Even if she was a human. However, she was to busy thinking of other things. <br><br>The spider king cleared his throat before he smiled once again. “Would you like to go and try different things on? Perhaps I can show you my palace?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 03:55:08</strong>
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				"So different fae have different rules?"&nbsp; That made things complicated.&nbsp; "I thought you were King here....doesn't that mean you make the rules?" And then he was telling her to go read a book.&nbsp; As though all the rules of fairies could be found on Wikipedia....COULD all the rules be found on Wikipedia?&nbsp; She made a mental note to go and check once she was back safe in her own apartment.&nbsp; IF she made it back safe, he never actually informed her whether or not she was in danger here.&nbsp; She took that to mean that she was.&nbsp; In fact, she wasn't sure if she'd be able to retrace her steps back to the staircase, she'd need some help....and where had that cat gone to?&nbsp; <br><br>All thought disappears from her mind as the food is placed before them.&nbsp; Juicy sausages and sliced potatoes, the smell wafting above in the most enticing of fashions.&nbsp; Normally Jessica wasn't a fan of such a fattening dish, but she'd unintentionally been fasting for the past few days, so it didn't exactly take coercion for her to shove the meal into her mouth.&nbsp; Though she tried to be slow and delicate about it.&nbsp; It meant she wasn't much for conversation until they were at least halfway through the meal.<br><br>He knew that her current clothes didn't suit her?&nbsp; How could he know that?&nbsp; "You've only been near me for a few hours." If that.&nbsp; But he was right, the plain shirt and jeans DIDN'T suit her.&nbsp; She didn't like the fact that a woman with feathers for her currently walked past in an outfit more stylish than her own.&nbsp; It didn't feel right, didn't feel natural.&nbsp; <br><br>"You have a palace?" She smirks at him.&nbsp; "I thought spider's lived in webs?"&nbsp; Her agreement to try on some clothing was a given at this point, but she wasn't sure if it was smart to follow the spider back to his home.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 04:27:06</strong>
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				<br>“It makes me have rules for when you are in my market and realm, you must keep things clean. The entire market closes down for two days of the week. It also has to be moved once a year, the opening changes you see. So humans have a less chance of stumbling across our world. As you have experienced, it can be rather, interesting when that happens.” he chose delicate words. Since she viewed her situation as the end of the world. <br><br>He was going to say more, but could only blink at her as she consumed her meal. those green eyes of his growing wide in surprise and even made him inch away a bit as some of the items splattered. Of course, her hunger having gone this long was foolish. He looked up at her now, and idly wondered how she was able to feast now. Clearly she was able to do it with vigor. <br><br>He laced his fingers under his chin and watched her. Eating his own food, and drinking wine, observing her with a soft smile, eyes narrowed and almost predatory looking. When she slowed and spoke again he arched a brow. “Do you believe I would court you, and not try to learn things about you?” he asked her curiously. Then looked away when she spoke of his palace, and the spider web comment. Rather fitting. “Even a spider has a home they take the time to build, as I have done, call it my den if you wish to.” <br><br>He turned the joke about and his voice came out a low purr. He gave a smile as he looked away. The felines moving in and taking away plates while bringing other items to them as well. Giving her, her needed fill. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 04:37:23</strong>
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				As he went into the explanation for how the market worked, Jessica found herself growing more curious about the world she'd stumbled upon.&nbsp; How long had faeries been real?&nbsp; What else did was real, if things like these were?&nbsp; <br><br>She ate her food, not sure why this was so much more appetizing when the food she'd been surrounded by for days had appeared so bland.&nbsp; Was it possible that just the presence of magic could make something more edible? More delicious.&nbsp; Or maybe it was just recognizing that Highness was real, that what had happened to her had ACTUALLY happened that broke her mental fast.&nbsp; Either way, she wasn't at her most polite, but she couldn't make herself care.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt smarter now that she was full, more focused.&nbsp; It made her all the more aware of just how dangerous the expression Highness was giving her.&nbsp; He looked like he wanted to eat her whole in a fashion similar to how he had last time.&nbsp; And then he was revealing his intentions, and Jessica was straightening in her seat. "Court me?...you mean like...you want to date me?" Was he insane?&nbsp; Was this his way of flirting with her?&nbsp; <br><br>Her appetite was gone again.&nbsp; Thank god, because the pudding they put in front of her would have made her feel guilty for days.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 04:55:06</strong>
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				<br>He chuckled at her finally, the sound was soft and pleasant. It was not much different from the time in the coffee shop… ok it was completely different. In that moment she was a flirty person wanting to hook up with a stranger off the street. A normal guy, who was unstyled and odd, but also attractive. They had shared coffee, time and enjoyment. Right now, he felt it was not quite the same, but it was close. <br><br>Of course her reaction to the courting made him chuckle once more. “Yes, date, though I figured we were past the date part. I am surprised, you honestly did not miss my touch?” He asked her, his tone a bit concerned. He leaned over the table, his kimono falling down his shoulder to show his powerful arm. Hair hanging down the front of his body he gave her a slow wanting smile. His flesh looking warm and inviting. Green eyes nearly glowing between those thick lids and dark lashes. “Can you look me straight in the face, and honestly say you do not even consider it possible to be wanted by something like me?” <br><br>She had not said a single thing like that, but now it was his turn to try and tug a bit of bait, to set the game so to speak and test the waters of her own limits. She could of course relieve herself with another. He would not be jealous if she had made that choice. At the same time, he had that streak that wanted to claim her as his own. <br><br>That defiant male drive that caused his hands to own all he wished. Of course, being in the realm of the spider king, she would find her pickings slim. Not for the lack of choices, there were plenty of beautiful humanoid like Fea she could find herself face to face with. It was the fact that most by now would realize she was in the presents of the realms ruler… that was not something more Fea would wish to approach with a dark side like the spider king. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 05:03:31</strong>
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				She shivered as he leaned over, offering up his bare skin for her to ogle over.&nbsp; What was wrong with her, getting hot over a strong arm and a bare chest?&nbsp; She didn't even notice as she began to lick her lips, already imagining the trail of nibbles she'd leave down along his neck, lower to his chest, until finally she'd- Shaking herself out of it, Jess leans back even as he continues to lean forward.&nbsp; "Well, I never said I didn't believe you'd want me.&nbsp; You proved that easily enough last week." By giving her the fucking of a lifetime. <br><br>Besides, she'd never once doubted her own beauty.&nbsp; While she wasn't at her most stylish now, she was still an attractive young woman.&nbsp; Long legs, lithe body, and breasts just long enough to cup in your hands...she had the confidence that came from being naturally good looking.&nbsp; So at no point had the question ever been wether or not <em>he'd</em> be attracted to <em>her</em>.&nbsp; Likewise, she naively assumed it wouldn't be too difficult to attract some other guy, faery or not.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sorry Highness,&nbsp; I try not to make the same mistake twice." She says, trying not to reveal the fact that she was currently imagining screwing him against the table, not giving a damn about the crowd that loitered around them.&nbsp; "And you are a mistake." She rises to her feet.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 05:31:33</strong>
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				Oh her words, so cruel and cut so deeply, had he been a normal man he would have found himself likely hurt by her actions. Yet, this Fea? Oh he could smell her. Smelt that desire, and that twist of fear. Her confusion was strong, and her will to fight him even more so. A week, it had been an entire week since he was inside of her. Gripping her breasts, kissing her mouth, rolling waves of pleasure through out her senses.<br><br>As she rose he reached out, his hand gripping her wrist, and with a powerful pull, he managed to have her some how gracefully spin around and lay into his lap softly. Of course once she was there she could feel him already hard against her rump. His arms around her, face inches from her own. He smelt like those sweetened spices she had filled her senses with before. His eyes looking back into hers. He smiled at her and reached up to brush some hair out of her face. <br><br>No one seemed to notice or mind the two in this rather surprisingly intimate embrace. The spider king was even better looking close up. His flesh looking like it shimmered a bit softly. His muscles well defined, eyes intense, and touch warm and soft. He felt actually very warm. “I think you would look amazing wrapped in spider silks.” He was of course talking about real clothing, but did that really matter in this moment?
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 05:40:42</strong>
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				It was like they were dancing, like her getting up and him pulling her back had been rehearsed, planned by both of them.&nbsp; So smoothly was she spun and placed into his lap, she felt almost enchanted by the motion.&nbsp; How could something so wrong feel so right?&nbsp; It took all of her willpower to remember that this <em>was </em> wrong.&nbsp; Especially when she felt his hard cock pressing against her butt.&nbsp; She remembered how good it had felt inside of her, how easily he'd made her cum.&nbsp; How full she had felt.<br><br>Mouth parted open, Jess pants for breath as she stares up at his pristine form.&nbsp; How could a man be so...beautiful?&nbsp; <br><br>He smelled perfect, he felt perfect.&nbsp; It only made things worse that she knew exactly how well he could pleasure her.&nbsp; And she did WANT to be pleasured.&nbsp; She hungered for it, and she could feel herself growing wet at the prospect.&nbsp; "Highness..."She murmurs softly, eyes partially lidded, a hand resting on his chest.<br><br>And then he was talking about wrapping her up in spider silks, and a warning bell went off in her brain.&nbsp; "Of course you'd think that, you would like to have me caught up in your web." And then she was awkwardly trying to push herself up off of his lap, really only managing in grinding against his cock.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 05:46:17</strong>
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				“I like the way my name sounds in your mouth.” he told her. A moment later she was bucking and moving, struggling to get free. He groaned low in his throat and found himself nearly wishing to flip her face down onto the table and fuck her against it. The movements in her struggle brushing and distracting. It felt good, hurt a little, but still good.<br><br>He whimpered again finally and helped her rise up. He came with her of course and chuckled at her. “So easily excited… in many aspects.” His voice purred to her before he bent down, grabbed a goblet and moved around her. Taking in her scent again before looking back into her eyes. <br><br>“Come, let me show you some other things you may like.” If she had decided to fallow him, he would lead her to the part of the market that held rows of fabrics and clothing. Grinning at her. His pants, and clothing making it a bit hard to tell he had been excited. However, he was still very much wanting. Giving her a touch of space, letting her own desires rise too. Now that she was full of food, distractions would not be so present before her now. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-11-2013, 05:54:26</strong>
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				She shivered as he expressed his thoughts to her, and she turned her gaze away from him, unable to stand it much longer.&nbsp; Who <em>said</em> things like that?&nbsp; Who actually told someone that they, 'liked the way their voice sounds in your mouth'?&nbsp; He did it.&nbsp; But he was unreal.&nbsp; This was all so unreal.&nbsp; She hated the fact that she wanted him as badly as she did.&nbsp; But she loved the sound of his whimper,&nbsp; knowing that she was able to give him some of the strained pleasure he forced upon her. <br><br>Then they were up, off of the chair, and off of his lap.&nbsp; She followed him, because where else was she going to go? But hated the fact that he was able to act like she hadn't been giving him a virtual lap dance.&nbsp; She could barely keep herself together, and for all intents and purposes he was able to act like nothing had happened.&nbsp; Swallowing her tight throat, Jessica pats at her hair, finding it in even a greater disarray than it had been previously; her ponytail a thing of the past.&nbsp; <br><br>Clothing.&nbsp; They were focusing on clothing.&nbsp; At first it was impossible, but she was determined, and eventually she was actually able to give the dresses and tops their due.&nbsp; And they deserved attention.&nbsp; A Silk skirt the color of starlight, a burgundy top that was softer than anything she'd felt in her life....and the styles themselves!&nbsp; So creative, but so wearable!&nbsp; Her boss would have turned green from jealousy, and Jessica herself was in awe over the fashion available to the fae.&nbsp; <br><br>"Why doesn't anyone sell this stuff in the human world?" She murmurs as she examines an off the shoulder dress that smelled of mint.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 03:43:14</strong>
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				<br>“Most can make good money in this world. I suppose since Fea tend to like their lives human less, they tend to remain in the markets across the lands.” He had already told her that there were other markets, other realms. His was not the only one. He looked at her as they moved, enjoyed her distractions with the fabrics. The colors she picked and held up against herself made her appear breathless. The life was returning to her complexion and the spider lord found himself so very pleased by all of this. <br><br>“How about this color?” He said as he pulled out a softer blue and held it up. It too was a dress, with a shear sort of overlay, it looked rather impressive and simple at the same time. <br><br>“Though red would look good on you as well. The designs, if you enjoy them, may be something you would want to consider. No stealing of course, but inspiration never hurt anyone.” The tone of his voice calm as he spoke. He seemed interested in items as they looked as well. Clearly from the way he dressed, did his hair, and even the jewels he wore. The Fea lord appeared a bit on the vain side. Though was it really such a surprise? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 03:51:58</strong>
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				"Do Fae have the same currency as humans?"&nbsp; The seller who'd given her the caramel apple had accepted her loose change, she took that as a sign of the positive.&nbsp; Examining a cotton shirt that somehow had feathers sewn within the hem, Jessica listens tentatively as Highness begins to offer up his own suggestions.&nbsp; Was this...were they on a date?&nbsp; They'd just had a meal, and now they were casually shopping together in a market place...<br><br>Releasing the grip that she had on the shirt that she'd realized was far too tight, Jessica turns to look at the color he suggested for her.&nbsp; It was the same blue as her eyes.&nbsp; She was touched, and she could feel herself wanting to respond positively to him.&nbsp; It didn't help that she still wanted to slam him against a wall and fuck him senseless.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's nice." She finally relents, reaching for the dress. The design was breathtaking.&nbsp; Sophisticated, but still wearable in a casual environment, she could easily imagine herself wearing the dress.&nbsp; Jessica tended to enjoy adding on extra accessories like belts or scarves, but a dress like this wouldn't need it.&nbsp; Adding anything else would be a distraction.&nbsp; <br><br>"Do...you," she clears her throat, "Do you have an interest in fashion?" Was she really trying to have a normal conversation with this man?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 04:35:51</strong>
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				“Indeed.” He said softly. His own expression rather thoughtful as he glanced back at her. The man found himself wanting to tell her he had seen some of her designs and liked them, however it just seemed the incorrect time to bring it up. There was a certain point when telling a woman such things was considered endearing and even romantic. In this moment? It would just come across as creepy… er.<br><br>Touching the fabrics and other items he smiled at her, his fangs glinting when he did. “It is hard not to notice finer things when you inspect and watch over what comes and goes.” He glanced at her again. Wanting to reach out and touch her as well, remembering how it felt with her wiggling in his lap only moments before. The chance to speak to her though? For that anger of hers to fade and her expression to become similar to what it had been before. <br><br>Those eyes of his swept over her and he smirked at warmly. “Do you like what you see so far Jessica?” Her name was purred out of his mouth, and his words sounded like they meant more then just the fabrics themselves. He knew one thing, he liked what he was looking at. Even if she was ragged, her hair a mess, her clothing not to taste, she was something he couldn’t stop looking at. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 04:45:12</strong>
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				That didn't surprise her.&nbsp; Every time she'd seen Highness, he'd been well put together.&nbsp; Even when he'd looked completely human and like a total punk, his outfit had clearly been selected to focus on his best features.&nbsp; His japanese inspired robes now continued to do the same thing, constantly drawing the eye back to his bare chest.&nbsp; He looked better suited to be lounging by a pool, surrounded by a dozen obedient harem girls.&nbsp; If he kept looking at her like that, it wouldn't be too long before she volunteered to fan him with an oversized leaf.&nbsp; <br><br>"I would have thought a King had more important things to do with his time then look through clothes with a random girl."&nbsp; There.&nbsp; Keep offensive.&nbsp; Don't let him know how close you were to offering yourself up on a silver platter.&nbsp; She needed to remember that he was at fault here.&nbsp; He was the reason she'd barely been able to think straight, the reason why she'd probably never be able to think straight ever again.&nbsp; So she'd only be able to orgasm from fairy cock.&nbsp; That was fine, just point her in the direction of some <em>other</em> fae men.&nbsp; <br><br>But then he was saying her name in a way that sent shivers down her spine, and Jessica was trying to decide just how screwed she'd be if she really <em>did</em> decide to fuck him again.&nbsp; "I do." She said it looking at him, not at the clothing, and the innuendo was obvious.&nbsp; She hadn't been talking about clothes.&nbsp; But then self-discipline returned, and she was turning back to the fabric selections.&nbsp; "How much do they cost?"&nbsp; She asks, all business.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 05:15:02</strong>
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				“Good thing she is no random girl.” He told her as he turned over a few other items and arched a brow her direction. His smirk playful, he was old, and yes very much attracted to her. He was also a complete smart ass when the time called for it. “It is my job to inspect and make sure the things that travel through my realm are not rubbish. I do have a reputation to keep up.” He told her honestly and shrugged his shoulders. “What is the point of trying to sell things, if you do not care for what your trading?” <br><br>For a moment their eyes met and he started back at her, the corner of his mouth tugged in a roughish smile. Hair draping down the front of his form. He glittered in places from were he wore jewels or beads. Really? Could he be anymore feminine? At the same time he was still powerful. Like a lazy lion, or other large predatory animal. Of course, a spider was not what one could call clumsy either. Even if one considered them to be disgusting, they rarely ever spoke of the little beasts being accident prone. <br><br>No, they were nimble, flexible, and quick. They could pounce, and devour, while also building amazing things from their own bodies.&nbsp; <br><br>The man, was as universal as his name sake. Coming around to the other side of her, when she asked about price he gave a sharp whistle, and from the back scrambled out a cute little Maneki cat. An apron around her form, and a pair of glassed over her squinted eyes. She murred happily, waddling over and looking at the items, she made a soft pleasured sound and leaned in, pushing her glasses up her small feline nose. “Ohh, hnnn, very nice, Is this something his highness wants delivered?” She asked, and he shook his head. <br><br>“Can we bag it now?” he replied curiously. The feline murred again and her ears twitched before she looked at the human. <br><br>“Hnnnnoooow For the lady?” it asked, and he nodded again. She took the items and headed to the back of her little shop to wrap them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>13-11-2013, 05:30:57</strong>
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				She'd been fishing for a compliment.&nbsp; She'd gotten one in spades.&nbsp; Blue eyes lift up, and immediately clash against green.&nbsp; Her panties would never dry at this rate.&nbsp; 'Not random' indeed.&nbsp; Not for a moment did she consider that she might not have been the only human woman he'd pulled this on, he had that magical way about him that some people had; where you felt like the center of their world whenever they deigned to speak to you.&nbsp; &nbsp;He made her feel special, <em>wanted</em>, and she was starting to realize just what a dangerous mentality that was where he was concerned.&nbsp; <br><br>He knew how attractive he was, that much was obvious.&nbsp; If the way he held himself hadn't given him away, that smile of his would have.&nbsp; If she didn't know he was a spider, she would accused it of being feline in nature.&nbsp; So smug, so self-indulgent.&nbsp; Was that the fae in him, or was it the King?&nbsp; He knew who he was, and Jessica was a fool if she thought she could rattle him.&nbsp; The competitive sex goddess inside of her wanted to try, wanted to pull out all the stops and see if she could get to him as easily as he could her...&nbsp; <br><br>At his whistle, Jess starts at the sight of the cat woman.&nbsp; How could she not have noticed her?&nbsp; It was like being in Highness's presence made the rest of the world shrink away, his presence too powerful to permit attention being focused on anything but him.&nbsp; She almost felt the urge of accusing him of using magic on her, but if she was wrong it would just stroke his ego.&nbsp; And reveal how very much attracted she still was to him, which was not a part of the plan by any means.&nbsp; <br><br>He was buying her the dress, she wasn't sure if she should let him.&nbsp; Would that mean that she owed him something?&nbsp; But he'd already paid -had he paid? she hadn't seen any money exchange hands- for their dinner, if his plan was to trick her into owing him something, he'd already won.&nbsp; <br><br>"I..." she begins, not quite sure what to say other than, 'your place or mine?', and as that wasn't an option, she went with, "I followed a cat here."&nbsp; &nbsp; She didn't know how she'd return home.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>14-11-2013, 04:43:28</strong>
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				<br>“Is that how you found your way here?” He asked her curiously. Expression a bit hard to read. However, he found himself distracted suddenly by her.<br><br>She tried to hide it. Those keen eyes of his shifting in color. Going from that brilliant sea green, to a more calmed relaxed Amethyst color. He loved it, the moment, this right now. An awkward woman, trying her best to remain normal around a confident suitor. <br><br>Oh yes, he had gone as far as to consider that. And why not? Would it be so wrong to think this a serious thing? After all he had approached her, offered up his world. Did she believe that someone of his nature would approach her with out permanent intent? <br><br>At the same time, wasn’t it only moments ago that he admitted he did not care if she did do a thing with him again? Was it a lie? No. in that moment he could have walked away and not given a damn. Being around her though, it made him want more of it. Her scent, the color of her eyes, the defiant and regal way she carried herself. Even in the shell of a mess she currently held… he glanced her over. By the gods, he was going to have to get her out of these clothes. She would look better naked. This woman was a queen, not a beggar. His brow lifted and his eyes narrowed. Hmm, the idea of getting her out of her cloths suddenly became very appealing.<br><br>“Do you wish to try something on?” he offered up suddenly. Just as he did, the cute little round belly Maneki cat who had scampered away before with the dress returned. Her narrow slitted eyes peering at them through her thick glasses. <br><br>“Muuurrrow Highness.” Her purr coming out happily as her hands met and she flicked the end of her tail. Large ears standing tall on her head. Really, she looked like something that should have been in the window of a Japanese restaurant. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>14-11-2013, 05:06:18</strong>
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				"Yes.&nbsp; It was how I found my way to you the last time too."&nbsp; She gives him a curious look of her own.&nbsp; She was confused, she'd assumed that he'd been the one to send the cat.&nbsp; After all, the cat had led her first to him, and then to the market where he just happened to be strolling around in.&nbsp; Could it really have been one giant coincidence?&nbsp; And if it was, what had led the cat to draw her in?&nbsp; Or was that an assumption as well? After all, she'd been the one to chase the cat, not the other way around...<br><br>But now was the time to focus on her life's passion, fashion.&nbsp; He was offering to let her try something on, which would do one of two things for her.&nbsp; The first was that it would allow her to abandon Highness with two new outfits in tow.&nbsp; The second, was that it would get her out of the cruddy plain black shirt and jean set that she'd thrown on when she'd still been suffering from Highness withdrawal.&nbsp; Now that she was in her right state of mind, she had half a mind to call the fashion police on herself.&nbsp; Had she been dressing like this the past few days?&nbsp; How had she not lost her job?&nbsp; "I really would."&nbsp; How had he known?&nbsp; <br><br>Re-examining the outfits at the front of the store, it doesn't take Jessica long before she'd plucked out a new outfit for herself.&nbsp; The bottom was a soft white tulle skirt that offered up a kind of ethereal quality to the outfit.&nbsp; Her top was a deep fresh apple red, and holding it up against herself, she enjoyed the effect it had on her skin.&nbsp; Overall, it was a rather fairytale sort of outfit. Perhaps she was unconsciously honoring the strange experience she'd had in this place?&nbsp; By the end of her selection she was practically humming to herself.&nbsp; One new advantage of the situation; by focusing all her attention on clothes she was able to stop being so horny!&nbsp; <br><br>So happy was she, that in that moment she forgot about her begrudging refusal of Highness's advances, or the fact that they were being assisted by a cat that should have been ceramic.&nbsp; Later on, she'd be extremely disturbed over how easily Highness had discovered the way into her good favor.&nbsp; But for now, she was enjoying herself.&nbsp; "What do you think?"&nbsp; She turns to Highness as she holds up the top.&nbsp; The skirt was a given, but the shirt might have been <em>too</em> red..
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 04:08:53</strong>
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				<br>When she wondered off and started to find things for herself, the man turned back to the feline before him and smiled. The two of them speaking softly before he nodded and took the wrapped item she had some how pulled free from her apron. The young looking man, who of course made the appearances are deceiving a whole new term. Took the item and started to fallow the woman around. She seemed so lost and pleased, and this in turn made him rather pleased.<br><br>The more he watched her, the more he became obsessed. The way she moved, the hum to her voice, clearly something rather appealing. It was almost as if the less she noticed him, the more attracted he became to her. If possible. He tended to be the sort to observe before action. That of course would make sense given what he was in the end. <br><br>As she moved so did he, shadowing, in a sense. not behind her, but rather from a small distance, a rack away, or a on the other side of as shelf. A shy observer, though nothing was shy about him. When she turned suddenly and spoke he blinked, as if woken from a dream.<br><br>She actually asked his opinion?<br><br>Arching a brow he looked down at the outfit. With the right objects and makeup it would be very fitting. The white with the red was bright and eye catching. The way it would move on her would likely be wonderful too. If she decided to do something with a red lip and a black eye line it could be more then catching. “Red is my favorite color, it is hard for me to advise against it.” Was it so odd that such a color would be his fancy in the end?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 04:31:18</strong>
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				She'd been caught up in clothes shopping, so she hadn't noticed him almost circling round her when she examined this shirt or that dress.&nbsp; Perhaps if she'd noticed, or if he'd been a little more obvious, the proper warning signs would have gone off in her mind.&nbsp; But he hadn't, so they didn't.&nbsp; If anything, Jessica was being lulled into a greater sense of security.&nbsp; Was it being surrounded by beautiful clothes, or the magic of the entire other world that was bringing out this side of her?&nbsp; She was being far too nonchalant about things that she knew, deep down inside of her, that she should have been freaking out about.&nbsp; Like talking ceramic cat's who worked as store clerks, or a ten foot tall giant with one giant eye instead of two.&nbsp; <br><br>And then there was Highness himself, who Jessica had to remind herself that she wasn't going to fuck, and who couldn't be trusted.&nbsp; "It's your favorite?" She tilts her head, examining him.&nbsp; She wondered why that was.&nbsp; Was it because he was a monster who liked being reminded of blood? Or was it as simple as any other person's reasoning- just because he liked it?&nbsp; <br><br>She could be cruel and toss aside the top, but she didn't.&nbsp; <br><br>Instead she held it up to herself once more, already trying to decide what shoes could go with the outfit.&nbsp; She pictured a silver pair of heels would do the trick, or perhaps a bejeweled pair of flats.&nbsp; It didn't matter now, as she needed to keep her sneakers on her if she wanted to walk back through the woods at the end of all this, but it was nice to think about.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll go change." She says, abandoning her Kingly shopping companion as she goes in the direction the strange cat lady directed her, walking into the makeshift changing room made from A single wooden wall and a trio of sheets held on wire.&nbsp; <br><br>When she tried on the clothes, she marveled at how perfectly they seemed to fit.&nbsp; Was it magic again?&nbsp; She <em>was</em> pretty slender, but the way the shirt clung to her frame, and the way the skirt hung on her just so....it was surreal.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 05:06:22</strong>
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				When she vanished he lifted his eyes and looked in the direction of the feline who was now making herself busy with other customers. The woman now changing he found himself idly wondering about. Looking at different things, yet not really appearing to focused. Outside of the shop people moved about. Their bodies busy with their own little worlds. <br><br>The market itself was so very vast, and full of life, but it was only a few more hours before it would be closing down. One could tell this by the way some of the vendors had already started to clean up. Parts of the streets had started to clear. It was still a decent time away before it would be completely empty, but it was starting to show the signs. His eyes had lifted to look outside and finally returned when he feline approached him with a pair of silver flats. They were lovely, and shimmered in the light when held certain ways. “Hiiiiiis Murrow, majesty asked of shoes? Will these work? Mrrrrr.” She purred so happily it was disgusting. Of course she always made some decent money off of the ruler himself. <br><br>He inclined his head and the feline turned and moved to the dressing room. Murring happily at the woman she offered them to her. Heels would be to much work to walk in the park again, and her normal shoes would just look silly. Children wore sports shoes with dresses… not grownups. Not that highness noted such things. He simply thought she would like it more. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 05:24:41</strong>
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				She'd just finished arranging her outfit properly when the cat woman offered her the silver flats.&nbsp; "This is amazing.&nbsp; I was just thinking about how something like these would work."&nbsp; It was like she was living the shopaholic's dream.&nbsp; Everything fit perfectly, and everything she could want coming to her at hand's reach.&nbsp; Thoughts about how much easier walking home would be in sneakers fled from her mind, and in an instant she was tugging off her sneakers and socks, and slipping on the silver shoes.&nbsp; <br><br>They fit perfectly.&nbsp; Because of course they would.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was walking on air, and it didn't even matter that her hair was a mess, and she was severely in need of makeup.&nbsp; With clothes like these, the rest could be ignored.&nbsp; She felt like Cinderella, and as she stepped out of the makeshift changing room and caught Higness's now purple eyes, she suddenly began to wonder if that wasn't the point.&nbsp; <br><br>Holding her other clothes and shoes under one arm,&nbsp; she walks up to him slowly, trying to wade through the odd sensation of enjoying the company of someone while having absolutely no faith in them.&nbsp; "This was really fun....thanks for this." Who was Highness? Was he the seductive punk who'd buy a strange girl coffee?&nbsp; Was he the terrifying spider king who could tie you up in his web and fuck you senseless?&nbsp; Or was he the confident companion, who'd offer shopping tips without a second thought?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 05:47:24</strong>
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				<br>Why not all of them? Was any being breathing or otherwise just a simple thing? Only a single title? Of course not. The point of anything alive was the layers to what they were. Even a plant had aspects that made them single, unique and different. <br><br>Those eyes looked her over with an approving glace. Her words however, did not sit well with him. Did this mean she would leave now? Would she truly go? Was it time already? Perhaps all of her questions had been answered and she felt at peace with it? <br><br>Well she should have, she made the decision. <br><br>No matter how reckless it was, or the situation, she had gone past a point of no return, and continued to bury herself into it. Highness had warned her, and would continue to warn her. Yet, his warnings always seemed to fall on deaf ears, and being who he was, saying it more then once was a bit pointless. Fea knew better, if you told them something, they believed it and fallowed the advice, humans? They always looked at the world through foggy glasses. <br><br>Even when she said she had a good time he could only smile at her and sighed softly. “you look rather lovely.” he told her. Not saying he would take her home, or if they would return to his place. She appeared ready to leave, and that? Was just not acceptable at this time. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>15-11-2013, 05:55:32</strong>
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				"Thanks.." That was sweet of him to say, and while she'd assumed he would compliment her regardless as to how it had turned out, she'd assumed that he'd do it in a much more flirtatious manner.&nbsp; The way he called her lovely felt rather straightforward, as though he was expressing an honest fact rather than a compliment.&nbsp; In a strange&nbsp; way, it was much more flattering.&nbsp; With that said, it was a tone she wasn't exactly used to.&nbsp; There was a choice to be made, with flirtation.&nbsp; You could respond, or you could reject.&nbsp; What could she do with a plain statement?&nbsp; <br><br>"I feel a lot better now that I have a decent outfit on." She says as her hands feel at the sides of her skirt, enjoying the feel of the light weight material.&nbsp; "I should have done this a lot sooner.&nbsp; This entire week I've really been letting myself go." It was normally against her policy to let a man she'd slept with see what she looked like without any careful maintenance so soon, but she'd been more than a little out of it when she'd began her hunt for Highness.&nbsp; <br><br>"I feel a lot better now though.&nbsp; Why is that?" She'd been acting like she was having the worst hang over her life for the past few days, and Highness had implied that it was because she needed to have sex with a fae.&nbsp; She hadn't done so, but she still felt great.&nbsp; <br><br>"I should probably start heading back home.&nbsp; It's getting pretty late..." Was it?&nbsp; She'd completely lost track of time.&nbsp; She'd arrived...and had dinner...and they'd gone shopping...but for some reason Jess couldn't figure out if the entire experience had lasted minutes or hours.&nbsp; Just thinking about it caused a slight ache in her head, and her brow began to furrow in agitation.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>18-11-2013, 01:20:28</strong>
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				<br>Ah yes, the concept of time. What a fickle thing it was. No matter what, it was supposed to always pass the same. Yet, when one was working hard, or playing hard time flew by quickly. Other moments it seemed to crawl to the point of agony.&nbsp; Remember this dear reader when the idea comes. The concept of time, and its placement in the world are indeed two completely different things. <br><br>“So soon?” He asked her. The tone of his voice a bit sad. “You have only just arrived.” Though his expression remained soft, maybe even a bit curious. “The market is vast, and still a few hours left to it. There is also the invitation to come to my home if you desire. I would very much like to show it to you.”&nbsp; her question to why her own feelings had gone he was not going to tell her just yet. Let her enjoy her moments peace in her mind. The human had plenty of time to figure things out when it came to the Fea world. <br><br>Reaching out he took her hand and pulled her closer. The scent of her surrounding him, making him purr deeply from his chest. His eyes growing lust filled. Her chest pressing tightly to his own. “I do request that you stay?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>18-11-2013, 01:38:04</strong>
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				"I...I did?"&nbsp; HAD she just arrived?&nbsp; But after he said it, she realized he was right.&nbsp; It couldn't have been more than an hour that she'd spent here with Highness.&nbsp; They'd eaten quickly, and she'd been pretty quick in finding new outfits for herself (it had helped that everything had apparently been in her size) so she supposed it wouldn't hurt so much to stay a bit longer.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was more her discomfort with staying close to Highness that drove her away.&nbsp; <br><br>He was making her feel like a poor guest when he gave her so many reasons to stay.&nbsp; She couldn't let him do that to her.&nbsp; She wasn't his guest, they were simply walking around in the same place at the same time.&nbsp; She could not give Highness any more leeway. He could not be trusted. With that said...She DID still want to look around at the marketplace.&nbsp; There were so many things to look at, all of which promised to inspire her own future designs.&nbsp; She wished she'd brought a notebook and pencil, already her fingers itched while her mind was whirring with the possibilities of feathered tops and blooming skirts.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; No she wouldn't be tempted.&nbsp; She'd received her answers, any more time spent here was simply asking for trouble.&nbsp; <br><br>But then he was pulling her towards him, his body heat as welcome as that nostalgic scent that came with his presence.&nbsp; He was so...the look in his eyes had her quivering in his embrace.&nbsp; She loved the feel of him against her, and her mind was awash with the memories of the pleasure that only he could give her.&nbsp; "I guess...I mean, it couldn't hurt..."&nbsp; What was wrong with her?&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 01:24:59</strong>
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				That smile only grew, come visit inside, said the spider to the fly.&nbsp; <br><br>He swept her away. Rather gracefully leading them through the market. The place itself was enough to keep the conversation between them limited. There was just so much to see. The creatures alone could attract the eye with curiosity. All the things one read about growing up, spent their time thinking to be fake or myth. Only to see those creatures living every day life. Moving through a market the same as humans did during fairs and festivals. <br><br>Fairies buzzed by them and now and again she would see a flash of white along the time or fabric roof tops. Whether or not she paid attention or noticed, the entire time they wondered about, while she rested in the company of the ruler someone else had been fallowing them. <br><br>When they reached the end of the market place the red headed man who she had seen as nothing but a punk lacking a strange up to date look with his fashion at first. He had paused and pointed ahead of himself. There was a cliff drop off. It seemed to stretch off into nothing. Clouds that turned and twisted. In the distance, looking as if floating in the air was a palace wrapped in stone. <br><br>The idea itself impossible in the real world. As if floating on its own, or held up by a single ledge that connected its pathway to the market. Jessica was pulled closer suddenly and Highness leaned in. his face only an inch or so from her own. Yet his gaze was not on her, but rather, the distance. He pointed and smiled. “That is my palace.”&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img706.imageshack.us/img706/7575/ir7r.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/706/ir7r.jpg/)<br><br>Uploaded with ImageShack.us (http://imageshack.us)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 01:43:00</strong>
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				As he led her through the maze of streets that was the fairy marketplace -at all times making sure that she remained close to him, to the point where there was rarely a moment when a part of her body wasn't pressed against his- Jessica was caught between staring after the stalls and peopled that they passed by, or focusing all her attention on the handsome man who'd taken it upon himself to lead her astray.&nbsp; None of the people looked the same.&nbsp; It was something she was slowly starting to realize.<br><br>At one moment you would see a man who seemed to be made completely out of water, yet was able to move about and hold things like no-one's business, and walking across from him holding a bag of bones was what might have been an old woman, but looked more like a sack of rags with a crooked nose poking out of them.&nbsp; She didn't noticed the streaks of white that came and went with the crowded area, how could she?&nbsp; There was always something to look&nbsp; at, always something to take in.&nbsp; But just as the area seemed to truly condense, all of the people suddenly vanished. <br><br>They had reached the end of the marketplace, and rather than a steady ebbing tide of people and stalls, it ended abruptly.&nbsp; And what a way to end.&nbsp; <br><br>A flight of stairs that left her relieved she hadn't been wearing heels stood before them, and at the end of that a treacherous path that didn't seem to be held up by anything.&nbsp; "Is it...is it safe?" She asks, clearly unsure about the cliff that held up the Spider King's home.&nbsp; The sight was a magnificent one, and there was undoubtably an ancient look to the place...but it all looked like it could crumble away at any moment.&nbsp; <br><br>Slowly trying to untangle herself from Highness's close hold on her, the young woman begins to make her excuses.&nbsp; "You know, I really should be getting back..."&nbsp; The bottom dropped out from under her stomach as she tried to imagine walking up those stairs and across that bridge, she normally wasn't afraid of heights, but something told her it wasn't firm ground that stood under the heavy weight of the mist.&nbsp; She was&nbsp; <em>not</em> going to fuck anyone in a deathtrap.&nbsp; This of course reminded her of the vow she had made to herself about <em>not</em> fucking Highness.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 01:58:00</strong>
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				The Fea was not surprised when he saw her reaction. His hands moved behind his back in a restful sort of way and his body stood up straight, looking rather tall against the backdrop of the market behind them. He lulled his head to the side, those eyes of his considering her as she backed up, appeared startled.<br><br>“Don’t be silly, I have lived here for my entire life and nothing has ever happened.” with such words he moved behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, straightened his arms and started to march her up those stairs. Before she was even aware of it he had her half way across the bridge. Luckily there was no wind to make them feel as if tides would tip at any moment. <br><br>Before she knew it they reached the other side. What appeared to be a small floating island, with a cute palace on it, turned out to be a vast island with enough room to raise a kingdom. The grounds covered in flowers, and green. The air was crisp and cool. The stone above them giving way to light and vines hanging from above. That strange land that curled overhead unnaturally also held life in it. Above she could hear birds and see nests. <br><br>The lord stepped out from behind her and started his way to his palace. Not bothering to glace back. Doubting she would so readily cross that bridge back by herself. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 02:07:43</strong>
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				She let out a few frantic arguments as he began to push her up the stairs and then across the bridge.&nbsp; About how it was getting late, about how she'd already decided he wasn't worth her time, about how she had plenty of other of things to do with her time.&nbsp; She'd even go on to offer promises of later visits, when he could show off his home to her with a little more time to prepare.&nbsp; None of these things worked, and she found herself on Highness's home turf in a matter of minutes.&nbsp; <br><br>Highness might not have looked backwards, but she did.&nbsp; She stared back across the terrifying bridge he'd forced her to cross, and she instantly realized how trapped she was.&nbsp; How was she going to leave this place if it meant wandering back over that bridge?&nbsp; What if she needed to make a quick escape?&nbsp; Oh yes, she was still thinking of her need to escape.&nbsp; Highness might constantly be able to weeve her mind into a state of disarray, but when she WAS thinking, she was able to realize just how dangerous of a situation she was in.&nbsp; <br><br>But that was neither here nor there.&nbsp; After delivering one last longing look back to the market they had so quickly abandoned, Jessica turns back round and begin to trail after Highness.&nbsp; Who, now that he had her on this side of the land, seemed content to wander off without her in tow.&nbsp; It was actually quite the extreme change, from having his touch and body warmth all over her, to experiencing it's sudden absence.&nbsp; <br><br>Suddenly hearing a shriek, Jess glances upwards and watches a flock of birds flee from an unseen rafter.&nbsp; "Quite the home you have..." She followed Highness inside.&nbsp; What other choice did she have?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 02:38:19</strong>
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				Upon entering little imps and boggerts greeted them. Frightening looking little beings that shuffled around their feet. Taking her items and setting them side. She would see a few gathered around the ruler, he was looking over a list and speaking to one Imp who had on a pair of glasses. They sat perfectly on his strange little crooked nose and his expression appeared board. Looking likely like an accountant in a sense. He wore a little suite as well. His ears lifted as he glanced over at the woman and back to highness once more. <br><br>“Would the human be requiring anything?” He asked in a rather clear voice. The others around her grunted and grumped. Speaking in chatters like angry little monkeys. They moved away from her. A hurt of spiders passing a distance away heading out the door. The inside of the palace was filled with movement. Outside had been rather restful. Inside, was a hole other matter.<br><br>The lord soon turned her direction and smirked. “I believe she will, but for now we are both fine.” He said. As they spoke low something soft would brush past her leg and a soft chime of a bell filled her ears. A soft murr fallowed with a white flicking tail. That feline returned and moved off into a room with out anyone’s notice. Well… almost anyone’s. <br><br>The palace itself was not completely dark inside. It seemed to hold a soft glow to it. As if a fire was lit, and yet no torches seemed to be on any of the walls and everything was devoid of candles or electricity. it was just a low natural sort of light that filled the place. The floors of stone had carpet tossed down here or there. Golden styled trimmings with red colored curtains. The place appeared as one would imagine a palace. Filled with strange and beautiful objects. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 02:49:57</strong>
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				The palace itself was incredibly large, the kind of place that she knew would echo with a person's footsteps if the room was empty.&nbsp; Which it wasn't.&nbsp; It seemed to be filled to the brim with thousands of tiny creatures.&nbsp; Was it wrong of her to be so surprised at the site of imps running around his castle?&nbsp; She'd assumed it would either be empty, or filled with spiders.&nbsp; Not these things....it was rather disappointing.&nbsp; She saw a mess of spiders scurrying off to do one thing or another, but it seemed that majority of those who surrounded Highness were small gremlins.&nbsp; Although she did find it incredibly cute to see one of the little worker's dressed in a little suit.&nbsp; The glasses at the edge of his nose just increased his adorable nature.&nbsp; It was because of this that she took no offense when he referred to her as, 'the human' or spoke about her to Highness rather than directly to her.&nbsp; <br><br>If anything DID upset her, it was that Highness now seemed content to ignore her completely now that he had her in his home.&nbsp; He'd been so enticing prior to her arrival, but now she was seeing a different side of him, the business side of him.&nbsp; He seemed so entirely focused on whatever the professional imp had to say to him...had she turned into a kind of leftover doggy bag?&nbsp; The dinner that had been so delicious while it was being eaten, but now that it was in his fridge, he'd lost all interest in the leftovers?&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Feeling rather prickly, she almost doesn't notice when a furry something brushes against her leg.&nbsp; The tiny mew and the ringing of an all too familiar bell did however, and blue eyes widen in shock as she spies her cat scurrying off into another room.&nbsp; Now what did it want now?&nbsp; Hadn't it's intention been to lure her here?&nbsp; But upon thinking about it,&nbsp; Jess recalls that Highness hadn't known she'd been led into this world by a cat.<br><br>So...if the thing wasn't a servant of Highness, then what was it doing here?&nbsp; Glancing once more at the red headed King who'd suddenly become to busy for his guest, Jess takes off, her silver shoes tapping against the marble floor as she makes chase for the third time.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 03:07:07</strong>
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				As she wandered off, the supposed distracted kind lifted his eyes and watched her go. His expression turning rather dark, and wicked. As if expecting this to happen. He watched her vanish through another corridor, and looked down at the imp. “Get a room ready, a guest will be received.” he said and smirked as he turned and walked down another hall. The imp glancing off before heading to do his kinds bidding. <br><br>Didn’t the saying go, curiosity killed the cat? And yet here was this woman, for the third time, fallowing a feline who had done nothing else but lead her astray. How was it (in the mind of this otherwise intelligent person.) possible to accept the idea of fallowing?<br><br>Jessica was not a follower, but perhaps it was just in her nature to be curious of the things that just did not make sense. As if constructing a needed logic out of it all. Yes, and that logic would surely come from a random cat right? Hell! If a spider had gained her the attention of a Fea ruler, what would a cat do?!<br><br>The chase moved through many halls. The feline continued its same game, leading a head, and then making her fallow. Teasing in its cat like appeal. When it vanished behind another door, and she entered she would find herself alone. It looked like a vast room with a fountain in it. It opened up into a garden, but before her many pillows and small beds were tossed about. Tables lined with wines and hookahs. <br><br>The door behind her closed slowly and standing against it was another male she had never seen before. He was dressed rather smartly, with a set of goggles ontop of his head. He had choppy white hair that hung in layers around his catching features. A rather attractive man with golden feline eyes. A vest that hugged a button up shirt under it. A pair of white pants and boots to his knees. He grinned happily and lulled his head to the side. His arms crossed over his chest. He had leather strap across it as well, and along his back was a work pack filled with tools. A pair of workmen’s gloves hanging from his hip. “Well, hello.” he said softly. His voice deep and purring. A white feline tail curling around the front of him and giving a little wave to add to his hello.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img845.imageshack.us/img845/9981/em6w.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/845/em6w.jpg/)<br><br>Uploaded with ImageShack.us (http://imageshack.us)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 03:20:06</strong>
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				She followed the cat through the hallways, dooming herself to being completely unable to retrace her steps.&nbsp; It didn't help matters that she could tell little difference from one hall to the next.&nbsp; There might have been a chair here, or a painting there, but otherwise no great difference could be determined.&nbsp; Still, she followed the cat.&nbsp; She felt the need to do so in her very blood.&nbsp; It was as if some superstitious belief emerged within her, that if she ever managed to <em>catch</em> the damn thing, then everything would begin to make sense.&nbsp; &nbsp;Jessica had actually <em>liked</em> her life before magic had fallen into it.&nbsp; And as far as she was concerned, the cat was as much to blame over her circumstances as Highness was.&nbsp; <br><br>She almost gave up several times, just as she almost had in the forest.&nbsp; But then the cat would pause, and the duo would be at it once again.&nbsp; On and on they went, until once more the cat led her to a fountain.&nbsp; This one full of water, it's surroundings lush and beautiful.&nbsp; She became distracted in her assessment of the indoor garden when the sound of a door closing had her whirling back around.&nbsp; <br><br>The sight before her was rather delicious.&nbsp; The man in front of her was more than a little attractive, and a certain something began to stir within her, reminding her that she had yet to actually have a second round of sex with a fae...and wasn't that what she needed from here on out?&nbsp; "Hello." She greets, giving a slow nod of her head.&nbsp; "I'm sorry if I intruded, I'm actually looking for something..." Taking a closer look at the man blocking the door, a slow sneaking suspicion began to spread it's way into Jessica's mind.&nbsp; <br><br>"A cat.&nbsp; A white cat."&nbsp; Her gaze was an accusation, daring him to respond.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 03:30:53</strong>
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				His eyes narrowed in a knowing way. The corner of his mouth tugging in a cat like grin. “A white cat you say?” He whispered, his tail flicking again. Oh the jig was up. She knew by now right? <br><br>“A white one you say?” he purred as he pushed off the door. “Sorry, do not think I have seen anything like that.” The tone was filled with sarcasm. He walked passed her, his tail brushing against her leg as he moved closer to the fountain.<br><br>“Why in the world are you looking for such a thing?” he asked before, casting a glance back. His tail swaying behind him. Rump in view as his golden eyes peered at her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 03:38:19</strong>
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				He was making fun of her!&nbsp; Irritation consumed Jessica to the point where she actually allowed her brows to knit together.&nbsp; "Oh really?"&nbsp; His sarcasm was thrown back at him as Jessica's hands find a place on her hips.&nbsp; His tail brushed against her in a way that was reminiscent of the way he'd rub against her when he was an actual cat.&nbsp; "Well,&nbsp; I shouldn't say cat, much more of a kitten really.&nbsp; Not very mature."&nbsp; She tosses her hair over her shoulder then, taunting him.<br><br>"There are a couple reasons why I'm after it."&nbsp; She doesn't hide the fact that she was getting a good look at his ass. It was like he WANTED people to look, what with the way he wagged his tail and all.&nbsp; And really, she liked what she saw.&nbsp; "It's been getting me into quite a bit of trouble lately..." Once more, she was accusing in her tone, but she had a smile on her face this time.&nbsp; <br><br>Really, who could stay angry at a kitty?&nbsp; "I want to find out why it's been leading me in circles."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 03:48:46</strong>
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				“Murr, indeed, a kitten, very young, and lively, and filled with constant, flowing, powerful and never ending energy.” <br><br>He was a cat, of course he wanted others to look at him. Even in the human like form, he moved like a cat. He rose up, his hand covered in water were he had dipped it into the fountain. Bringing his hand closer to his mouth, he licked his glossy fingers. Tongue looking a bit rough to texture in the moment she saw it. Those golden eyes looked back into hers once more.<br><br>“You fallowed me.” He said simply back to her. No longer playing the game, but not leaving it either. “I do not explain the actions of others. You look rather appealing however, did you change? Your scent too... I am liking it.” he didn’t even bother to pause in his movements, cats never did. He pressed his face against her neck and purred there. His hands coming around her, and gripping her ass. She could feel his feline claws kneading in a feline way against her bottom. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 03:58:23</strong>
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				She wondered just how he intended to use that energy.&nbsp; She could think of a few things.&nbsp; Already her eyes were growing half lidded, and her tongue escapes her mouth for one brief instant while she licks her lips.&nbsp; She watches him while he stares at her, staring at him lick his wet fingers.&nbsp; Her imagination runs wild at what a tongue like that could do.&nbsp; Instantly she grows wet, and she takes a step forward.&nbsp; She wanted him, and really, she was already addicted to fae fucking, so what was the harm?&nbsp; <br><br>"I did.&nbsp; You kept leading me to strange things. "&nbsp; Why would he do that? Why not just outrun her? "Don't lie and pretend you never waited for me to catch up. "She accuses him, raising her chin int he air.&nbsp; "I did.&nbsp; I went shopping with Highness after you disappeared on me." Which she hadn't noticed, because who could pay attention to a missing cat when the Spider King stood in front of you?&nbsp; <br><br>This cat wasn't as good as Highness at playing human either.&nbsp; While when he was comfortable or distracted Highness would show his unnatural nature, for the most part she could have easily mistaken him for an incredibly confident normal man.&nbsp; The cat, on the other hand, was never anything but a cat.&nbsp; Even now, while he spoke to her with a human's mouth, his behavior was purely feline in nature.&nbsp; This of course leaving her feeling incredibly confused at how incredibly arousing she still found him.&nbsp; <br><br>This feeling doubled as his hands claw into his ass and his face presses against her neck.&nbsp; "God..." She moans, leaning her head to the side, giving him more access to her bare neck.&nbsp; She wanted this.&nbsp; She needed this.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hands tug at his pants, freeing his cock from constraint.&nbsp; She didn't bother with his shirt, his chest wasn't what she was after.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 04:13:28</strong>
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				Ever hear that sound cat made when surprised, but pleasantly so? They usually made it when looking out a window and their owner touched them. A soft sweet murring like purr that was often fallowed by a pleased look. Or while they slept and something caressed their head or body. That was the sound he made when her hands freed him from his pants. He was not completely hard yet, but not soft either. Something warm to greet her and grow more excited with each passing moment. <br><br>It was not the same as a humans so much, and different from Highness’s. It was not barbed like a cats, or pointed. But rather, it had bumps around the crown of it. Something to add texture. It was not made to hurt her, and if anything would only stimulate her insides as it scraped and massaged her. He helped her, going after her mouth to kiss her before removing his boots. His tail coming around to wrap around her waist and pull her right up against him. She could feel his hard chest under the clothing he wore. <br><br>He picked her up, wrapping her legs around her form. She could feel his cock growing harder against her rump. “My, my, so eager and wanting.” he grinned and pulled back from their kiss. Taking her to a pile of pillows. He tossed her down before sitting up. Undoing his chest, and unlocking his own leather straps. He pulled his shirt open, and she would see his strong hairless chest. He appeared younger then highness, and just as hungry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 04:22:35</strong>
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				She felt at the tip of his cock, marveling at the feel of it.&nbsp; It was so foreign, so strange, and yet she was thrilled at the idea of having it inside of her.&nbsp; What would those bumps feel like, rubbing against her insides?&nbsp; She shivered in anticipation, and responded to his kiss as smoothly as one could expect.&nbsp; Her tongue played at his fangs, another piece of evidence to his true catlike nature.&nbsp; Which form was the real one for him, she wondered.&nbsp; The cat, or the man?&nbsp; And if it was the cat, then did that mean that her fucking him was incredibly disgusting?<br><br>She couldn't make herself care.&nbsp; Especially when he proved to have full control over his tail, wrapping it around her and using it to lift her up.&nbsp; Immediately her legs wrap around his waist, her core grinding against his member as her arms find their way around his neck.&nbsp; He was strong.&nbsp; She could feel the firmness of his chest as he pressed so tightly against her own. <br><br>She was content to continue exploring his mouth and tasting him, when he pulled back and threw her onto a pile of pillows.&nbsp; Good thing there were pillows, it wouldn't have been very comfortable to screw on the stone floor.&nbsp; She barely pays such things a thought.&nbsp; As he undoes his vest and pulls off his shirt, she follows in stride, tugging off the red shirt that Highness had purchased for her earlier that day.&nbsp; "Seems i'm not the only one." She pulls down her skirt, the poofy material only getting in the way of what she intended for her cat.&nbsp; <br><br>"See something you like?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 04:35:47</strong>
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				The goggles soon came with them, and when they did large puffy ears appeared. He looked down, and the skirt material caused his yellow eyes to transfix and suddenly he went after the martial. Much like a kitten he batted and clawed at it. Giggling as he did and soon removing it from her form. He tossed it into the air, ready to catch it again. He pawed and nearly rolled away, until he heard her words. An ear flicked and the fabric was finally tossed aside completely.<br><br>“Oh yes, so very much.” he said nuzzling against her chest. She could feel his tongue licking up her stomach. He tugged at her braw and growled a bit. Rolling his hips and pressing his cock against her. The rough surface of it playing against her clit. “Mmm, wet already?” He asked her a bit surprised. <br><br>Though perhaps he shouldn’t have been, she had been with Highness for a while now, and traveling around with him in the market. Between the two males it should be no surprise she may be dripping. He gripped her hips and looked back at her face longingly. Then he leaned over her. His hands moving under her shoulders he moved her up onto the pillows a bit higher so she was propped up a bit. Then moved over her. <br><br>His kisses found her mouth again and already he gripped himself and started to tease and rub her sex with the end of his cock. The bumps and texture stimulating. “Want it?” He asked against her mouth before licking at her bottome lip. “Huh? Want this inside of your body? Should I bruise your insides?” He grinned and leaned in more. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 04:44:55</strong>
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				She...<br><br>What the fuck?<br><br>She was naked except for her underwear, and all the man could do was play with her skirt?&nbsp; "Hey now!&nbsp; Don't rip it!"&nbsp; Sitting up from her resting position as he tugs the material off of her and tosses it into the air.&nbsp; What did he think he was doing?&nbsp; Was he really more distracted by the skirt than her?&nbsp; God, and she thought she'd had a rough time with Highness.&nbsp; She was actually beginning to miss the way he'd obsessively feel at every inch of her body.&nbsp; Cat was far more of a child.&nbsp; <br><br>But then he was nuzzling against her breasts and licking at her bare skin, his own way of apologizing to her, and Jess began to remember just why she was so ready and willing to fuck him.&nbsp; &nbsp;As he growls at her bra, she let's out a giggle of her own and reaches behind her, unsnapping the back strap and allowing the lacy material to fall off of her form, revealing her bare chest for his approval.&nbsp; Then he was grinding his cock against her, and she was moaning, closing her eyes and clutching at his shoulders.&nbsp; <br><br>And likewise, he was demanding her verbal consent, all the while teasing and taunting her body with pleasure.&nbsp; "Fuck yes.." she moans out, bucking her hips forward as the bumps along his cock tease at her lips.&nbsp; "Fucking tease..." She pulls him into another kiss, nibbling along his lower lip as her legs wrap around his hips.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 04:58:14</strong>
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				The desire in her voice and the demand of her words, it drove him wild and he looked back into her eyes. Exhaling a shaking breath. His fingers hooked her panties she had on and slowly started to peel them away from her. Showing the treasure of a sex between her legs. Eyes moving up her form to her perk lovely breasts. The image before him was both lovely and unexpected.<br><br>“I never fucked a human before.” he told her then and his smile was eager and excited. He wanted to do this, and the idea of the physical pleasure was enough. Forget the fact that they knew nothing of one another, or she his name. All that mattered was that carnal need that would never take place this easily in the human world. <br><br>Nothing about this was normal to a human world. Not a single thing, the magic, the placement, the creatures in it. Everything devoid if human. It was as if someone ripped the pages from some Harry Potter book and brought them to life. Cats did not turn into people, spiders did not rule markets, and dammit, people just didn’t randomly have sex. <br><br>Yet, it all came together so naturally. All of it unfolded in a way that was organic. He laced his fingers with her once the crown of his cock started to press to her hot sex. Once that was done, he thrust inside of her. Hard and deep, pressing all the way to her core in a single fluid movement. Her body already wanting and receiving. He purred out, loudly. His hips giving a couple little teasing thrusts before he pulled her against him. This making it so she could see over his shoulder out into the garden like room…<br><br>A pare of light green eyes suddenly clashed with her own blue and she would be startled to find that her and her feline companion where not alone. Sitting in a chair, right across from them was Highness. The spider ruler was lazily puffing from one of the hookahs he had set up. One leg crossed over the other, as a land lazily rested against the arm of the chair. The other holding the smoking end of the pipe. Sweetened flavored smoke moving up along his features, he grinned at her and arched a brow. When did he come in! why was he just sitting there? The male’s kimono had been removed, and all he wore were the pants. The silken fabric rather familiar to that first night he had fucked her. Long hair draping over his powerful form. He gave her a slow wicked grin. Eyes narrowing. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 05:06:35</strong>
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				She allowed him to move her up along the pillows and responded to his kisses with passion.&nbsp; He was playful, and she liked it.&nbsp; She couldn't help comparing sex with Highness to sex with Cat, but they really were exact opposites.&nbsp; Cat -whose name she still did not know- treated sex like a game.&nbsp; Highness had treated it like a competition.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Even now, Cat was treating this all like some fun filled adventure.&nbsp; His smile so eager, his eyes so delighted.&nbsp; He even held her hand while he entered inside of her.&nbsp; So sweet, so endearing.&nbsp; She pressed her lips against his cheek while he entered her, bestowing her the pleasure of his ribbed cock.&nbsp; She matched his surefire thrusts, one after another, each as deep and precise as the last.&nbsp; After a few thrusts he pressed her firmly against her, forcing her bare breasts to rub against his chest, and leaving her nothing to stare at the beyond behind him.<br><br>The thing that was behind him sent a different kind of shiver down her spine than what she'd recently been experiencing.&nbsp; <br><br>Mouth parting open ever so slightly, she stared at the King who offered her such a wicked expression, as relaxed and as tempting as ever, all while she fucks a catman in his garden.&nbsp; She doesn't look away from him, not when Cat's thrusts begin to increase in frantic motion, not when the pleasure began to truly overwhelm her.&nbsp; She never stops looking at him, and as the pleasure becomes too much to bare, was it really such a surprise at the word she cried out?<br><br>"HIGHNESS!"&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 05:29:15</strong>
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				Slowly his eyes closed, body relaxing. That pitching sound of his name against her own mouth. He loved how it sounded, the sweetness of her shrilled pleasured voice. The heavy euphoric undertone of her climax. The sounds of her cry, the constant batting of flesh on flesh. The heat of them rising into the room.<br><br>He drank it in like one would savor an exotic flavor. Goosebumps moved over his flesh. He had to steady himself to keep from growing aroused. Just wishing to observe for the time being. <br><br>As for the feline who was continuing to assault her senses with his own movements, he didn’t even slow when she came. To busy having his own fun, he did not seem to even be effected when she cried out, or the name on her voice. He cared not, it was all about the feeling, and the pleasure. He was here for two things, one being her, and the other being his rulers command. Highness? Oh, of course he knew of the cat. He knew of how she got here, and her travels. He did not lie, and again she had assumed. <br><br>The feline turned his head sucking on her ear, moved to her neck to softly nip. His hands going to her hips and movements demanding. He glanced over his shoulder for a moment and smiled. Sweat across his brow. Highness never once gave him a second glance. When his eyes did open again, they locked onto hers once more. Owning her with his gaze and refusing to let go.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 05:36:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued fucking Cat even after she climaxed, he gave her no space to relent.&nbsp; The closest thing to a break she was given was when Highness closed his eyes, but even that enthralled her.&nbsp; Seeing him in such a state of pleasure due to little more than watching, it caused her toes to curl and had her clutching all the tighter to Cat.&nbsp; <br><br>The only sounds in the garden were their moans, and the slapping sound of skin hitting skin.&nbsp; It was a performance they were putting on, and Highness was the lone audience member.&nbsp; And what a voyeur he was, smoking his hooka and sitting in his chair like it was some kind of throne.&nbsp; For all intents and purposes the cool and confident king watching an amusing show.&nbsp; His gaze both mocked her and egged her on.&nbsp; <br><br>All the while Cat played with her body like it was a cat toy, nipping at her ears to refocus her attention whenever it lapsed, and demanding all of her energy and more into their game.&nbsp; Jessica hardly gave him the attention he deserved.&nbsp; She was far too caught up with staring into Highness's eyes, her moans a melody of his name and demands for a harder thrust.&nbsp; She was going to cum again, she could feel it.&nbsp; She wrapped her arms tightly around Cat's neck as her body shuddered against him, her pussy clenching at his cock like a vice.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 06:06:55</strong>
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				It only made him that much more excited. The look on her face, the eager expression she held for him. She was beautiful to him and for a Fea who is surrounded by surreal beings all the time that said a lot. <br><br>As for the feline, the little white beast who seemed to tease and bring her to this place continued to thrust and buck. The hard vice like grip her insides and outside had put him through caused him to growl out in pleasure and his fingers gripped her hair. He moaned and moved, ground himself inside of her and rode her harder. Those bumps inside of her body seeming to grow more defined and catching, pulling her sex. Each pull back of her pussy showed how it clung to his cock, trying to keep him inside of her.<br><br>He fucked her until she came, forced her over that edge and when she did, he supported her through it. Yet, before she could recover, or anything else he pulled completely free of her. He reached down, gripping her wrists and pulled her up. He moved behind her, and shoved her face down into the pillows. “You appear more fascinated here, so let me give you a better view.” The cat said. Not at all disappointed. He was to busy having his fun. She would find herself facing the king. Highness who remained comfortable in his chair. He arched a brow, seeing her on her hands and knees before him. What a lovely sight. The feline moving behind her and started to thrust inside of her again. Gripping her hair and pulling it back so she was forced to actually look at the spider king as the feline fucked her from behind. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 01:51:03</strong>
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				Cat didn't seem to have a problem with her using him for her pleasure, in fact he seemed to be doing the exact same thing to her.&nbsp; She barely had any time to regain a sense of control when he was tugging at her hair and pulling her into new heights of ecstasy.&nbsp; She was going to cum again any minute now, she could feel it.&nbsp; The sound of their body parts slamming against each other was only second to the sound of her moans and cries.<br><br>He was far from done with her, and Cat revealed his own knowledge of Highness's presence when he forced her down onto her hands and knees, and proclaimed that he was giving her a better view.&nbsp; For one brief moment her eyes were torn from Highness's as her cheek hits the pillow, her head forced down against the soft material.&nbsp; Gasping out in a mix of surprise and pleasure, her entire body quakes as he slams back inside of her, the bumps along his cock forcing her to experience a whole new wave of pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>She let's out a shout as Cat's hands find their way to her hair once more, forcing her head up and off of the pillow.&nbsp; Her hands sprawl out before finding a hard surface to push on, allowing her to kneel on all fours rather than just her knees.&nbsp; She stares at the Spider King as she is fucked senseless by one who did his bidding, and even as she edged closer to orgasm, she grew aware that all of this was Highness's doing.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 03:48:30</strong>
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				there seemed to be an unspoken understanding that passed between their gaze’s. Highness set her up… again. She fell for it again and now found herself once more trapped in a world of pleasure… his doing. What a truly wicked creature he was. How he had manipulated and turned things into what he had wanted. The most annoying part? He did it with ease. Mastered the situation and controlled it. Even though she knew this to be true, she appeared no less pleased of her current state. <br><br>The woman was trapped in the clutches of a truly dark creature. Yet? In a sense, he only did what it was in his nature to do. He brought her the pleasure, because of his desire to have her near. Perhaps it was sick and twisted. Perhaps the way he went about the things he did lacked any true logic to her own thoughts. In a human world he was a monster in a way. Yet in his world? He was a king…<br><br>Highness did not rise or move. He appeared rather comfortable smoking and lounging. Appearing rather passive, though his eyes bright and lusted filled. He hungered to taste the flesh his servant was helping himself to. A moment later he grinned more knowing she was tipping over the edge. Seeing that glazed look in her eyes. Knowing it was hitting her again and owning the moment. <br><br>"You are not allowed to cum yet." He told her suddenly. His voice rather commanding when he said it. Expression rather serious too. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 03:59:29</strong>
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				Why was this happening to her?&nbsp; She just couldn't understand what was going on.&nbsp; Her life had been...what had it been?&nbsp; It had been normal.&nbsp; It had been good.&nbsp; She'd been pretty, was on the path to success; sure she could be a little shallow at times, maybe a little on the bitchy side, but that came with the territory.&nbsp; So why was this happening to her?&nbsp; As she inched closer to orgasm, she found herself thinking back to the early stages of her 'relationship' with Highness.<br><br>She'd lost her bag.&nbsp; He'd found it for her, and had returned it.&nbsp; She'd asked him out for drinks, and he'd agreed.&nbsp; Why had that led to this?&nbsp; Where in their interactions had she signaled to the world that she needed to introduce the bizarre and supernatural into her life?&nbsp; What had she done to merit this kind of attention?&nbsp; <br><br>It didn't make sense.&nbsp; He didn't make sense.&nbsp; <br><br>He continued to fail her understanding, when his declaration echoed about the room.&nbsp; Who the fuck was he kidding?&nbsp; They were past that point. She shut her eyes then, finally shutting down the terrifyingly intimate connection the two of them had been experiencing, and she shuddered as an orgasm overwhelmed her form.&nbsp; Her arms quake beneath her, as do her knees, and she let's out another shout.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 02:35:52</strong>
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				Of course it was a demand that came to late. Did the fea care though? No. he did not. He watched her as she looked away, tore her powerful gaze from him. If it was in defiance, or shame he did not know. She was already cumming by the time he told her not to. After she did however, she would feel the feline behind her pause. His stiff rippled over cock still buried deep inside of her. Its end twitching against her core. <br><br>The felines ears fell back and his eyes lifted up to his master. The expression rather humbled as well as lost. She defied him? She didn’t listen!? He suddenly was fearful for both her and himself. Highness smirked, waiting for it to sink in, that the other had stopped moving. The feline was frozen in place, and he kept giving his master nervous looks like any pet would to their owner. His tail flicking side to side, and his ears folded back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 03:54:38</strong>
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				Shivering and quaking as she experiences the delicious afterglow of orgasm, at first Jessica didn't notice that her partner in ecstasy had stopped moving.&nbsp; It was asking too much of a woman who was clearly content to selfishly look after her own pleasure, barely participating in any foreplay prior to getting what she was after.&nbsp; As the afterglow died down however, it wasn't long before she noticed that nothing was happening.&nbsp; He was still hard, still completely inside of her, but utterly immobile. <br><br>She glances back at Cat before Highness, taking in his guilty expression, like he'd just been caught with his hand stuck in the cookie jar.&nbsp; What had he done that was so wrong?&nbsp; What merited such a nervous look?&nbsp; <br><br>Then she remembered the other participant in their little game, and she returned her back to it's proper position, and returned her gaze to the King himself.&nbsp; Licking her lips, she offers him a slow smile, proving how very proud of herself she was.&nbsp; She'd gotten what she was after.&nbsp; If he was upset, then it was his own fault for setting up this charade in the first place.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 04:18:16</strong>
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				Now one would look at this situation and likely get upset. A naughty woman who refused to be tamed. It would request the urge to teach her a lesson, or to break her. Not in any form hurt her of course, because one would want her to be loyal to them. Highness found himself looking at her. His expression soft, though nothing at all giving away his thoughts. She acted so certain and sure, and yet even with her pride and smug smile. She had yet to even realize her situation. She was so blind, and adorable. Looking at her he had to admire the child like way she bubbled with pride in her defiance.<br><br>She likely felt she deserved a cookie…<br><br>Deep down he knew she would not listen, and now she confirmed it. Passion came in many forms, and to push limits was to push the thrill. It could become rather addicting really. Highness looked at her and his eyes finally moved away to look at the feline behind her. He still appeared humbled and uncertain, watching his master very carefully. His ears soon lifted however as the lord gained a devilish smile. <br><br>“Alright then.” He said softly as he rose up. His body looming as she remained on her hands and knees before her. Taking a few steps closer he looked down at her, taking her chin and making her look up at his face. His touch soft, and expression still holding that promise. She would be his. Completely and utterly his. It showed in his eyes with the heat he held behind them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 04:23:35</strong>
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				She watched Highness lift himself up off his chair, his motions leisurely, as though he hadn't just been watching porn acted out in front of her.&nbsp; She felt so cocky, some quip about his voyeristic tendencies were at the tip of her tongue, but she chose to stay silent. She bet that he wanted her to act embarrassed, to try and hide her naked body.&nbsp; If anything, she flaunted it; stretching her back in order to better accentuate her breasts before him.&nbsp; All the while the smile remained clear on her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"I don't remember asking you to join in." She says as he tilts her chin, forcing her to match his gaze once more.&nbsp; His expression sent a shiver down her spine, but she wouldn't let him know that.&nbsp; What did she have to lose?&nbsp; She'd already cum once from Cat, and he was clearly still hard inside of her.&nbsp; <br><br>She could afford to taunt the Spider King a little...at least, she assumed that she could.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 04:29:32</strong>
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				“I do not recall asking your opinion.” He told her before smiling. His eyes moving over her body. Admiring her, if she wished to show off, he would in turn love it. Everything she did he loved. Perhaps it was her way to try and be defiant for one reason or another, and yet she did nothing more but build the fire inside of his belly. Possibly to turned on to really give a shit. <br><br>She would feel a pair of arms wrap around her form from behind. The cat pulling free from her before sitting back and bringing her with him. Her rump in his lap, her cock teasing along her taboo hole and also her sex. Highness shifted down onto his knees and leaned in to look into her eyes. He cupped her face softly and brought his mouth so very close. He could smell her wicked desire. The nectars of her body thick in the air. Cheeks hot, and flushed under the palms of his hands. He brushed his thumbs over her lips before whispering low to her. <br><br>“Are you pleased? Do you feel better? Fulfilled? No more hunger for Fea cock?” he asked her. Knowing the answer. A few nice orgasms for her would not be enough. Yet, like always Highness had not told her the entire truth, and she had not asked the right questions to get all the information she would need. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 04:36:06</strong>
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				Her smug expression turned sour as Highness proclaimed to not care about her opinion on the matter.&nbsp; So what, did he think that he could just waltz in and fuck her, and she'd too delighted to turn him down?&nbsp; Just because her body sang in response to the mere sensation of his eyes scanning her made no difference.&nbsp; It was the&nbsp; <em>principle</em> of the thing after all.&nbsp; Highness was a mistake.&nbsp; She could not forget that.&nbsp; <br><br>She grew distracted as Cat pulled out of her, and for one brief moment a whimper was released from her lips as he adjusted her position onto his lap.&nbsp; Awash in sensation, Jessica shivers as Highness cups her face in his hands and keeps himself a breath away from kissing her.&nbsp; She wanted him.&nbsp; God, she wanted him with every fiber of her being.&nbsp; She could imagine him inside of her, plunging and drawing out a level of pleasure that the Cat turned human chair couldn't match.&nbsp; <br><br>Clearing her throat, she forces herself to smile as he feels at her lower lip with his thumb, "More than enough.&nbsp; My friend here is quite good at what he does."&nbsp; She imagined Highness moving his hand away from her face and lower, feeling at her nipples, at her wet pussy.&nbsp; He'd be able to play her body like a musical instrument, just like he had a week ago.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 04:56:02</strong>
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				“I don’t believe you.” he whispered against her mouth. The tone so sexy and filled with honey it would be impossible to ignore. He was drunk off of her already. Even if he was not hard, his was indeed excited. His body burning with want. The idea of her even this close was enough to make his heart slam blood through his body. “I think you want more.” He added and indeed, his hands moved down her shoulders. Slipping down to take her hands and bring them closer. He placed them onto his chest, so she could feel his heart pounding against it. His smooth flesh, and sweet scent assaulting her. <br><br>He leaned a bit to the right, and used his head to nudge hers to the side. Kissing her cheek before letting his hands move down further to grip her thighs. He was moving slow, teasing her. Giving her a show this time, and yet?<br><br>He soon let her hands fall down further, letting her find that he was far from hard. Even soft the man was impressive, yet she would not feel the same wanting throbbing that she may have expected to feel there. Even after watching them fuck he was not excited? Her little show did not please him? He wondered of her reaction if she would even have one. The woman herself may have cared less and could end up hurting him. <br><br>His own hands traveled higher and his cheek rested against hers before he spoke low in her ear. “I wont let him cum, and I will not finish for you either. If you are satisfied as you say… then you do not need anymore of what I have to give to you.” yet something in those words spoke in volumes. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 05:04:42</strong>
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				She shivered at his whisper, the feel of his words against her lips leaving her soaked.&nbsp; She wanted him.&nbsp; She wanted to feel his skin against her own, wanted to tangle her hands through his hair as he fucked her raw....There was evidence in her eyes, her gaze heavy and hot as she watches the man who'd man her cum harder than she ever had in her life.&nbsp; So she abides by his motions when he lifts her hands and presses them against his chest, allowing her to feel the firmness of his body as well as the frantic beating of his heart.&nbsp; It matched the rapid rhythm of her own.&nbsp; She liked that.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't even care when he accused her of lying to him, and tilted her head obediently when he had her move it to the side.&nbsp; He was being slower than he had a week ago, that made everything all the more tantalizing.&nbsp; Her hands slide down his firm stomach until they reach his pants, where she smoothly slide them down to his knees, revealing that oh so delicious and.....all so flaccid member. <br><br>What?<br><br>Seriously?<br><br>Had he not been paying attention?<br><br>Was he STILL not paying attention?<br><br>He had a willing and wanting woman, naked and wet, right in front of him and...and nothing?&nbsp; <br><br>She was offended, and worse, she was humiliated. An angry flush spreads across Jessica's face as she stares with narrowed eyes at the man to blame. "Come now Highness, no need to give me empty threats....I'm sure we can figure something out..." Already her hand was cupping his balls, wanting him to grow hard, needing him to.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 05:13:39</strong>
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				He took a breath as she squeezed, his own gaze turning even more wanting. It was clear on both of their faces how badly they wanted one another. He could also tell… she was far from pleased when she found her prize… less then fulfilled. <br><br>It was better then he could hope for really. The comment of her words, the way she touched him. That tone of her voice, she sounded like she was addicted, and trying to make a trade for her fix. He loved it. He wanted to lift her legs, fuck her hard with the feline trapped under them. Perhaps spear her on both of their bodies and take her to such an intense level it would overload all of her senses.<br><br>There was no denying it when it boiled down to it. “Are you saying you want me inside of you Miss Jessica?” He purred back to her, and she could feel him twitch in her grip. He wanted her to beg a little. Wanted her to also hurt a little for being so bold and disobeying him so strongly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 21:08:41</strong>
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				His words had her narrowing her eyes at him once more.&nbsp; He wanted her to admit she wanted him, which she did.&nbsp; But she didn't want him to know that.&nbsp; Pushing back against Cat, she attempts to encourage more movement on his part.&nbsp; Even now, he was still hard inside of her, but completely immobile.&nbsp; Was Cat really such an obedient servant so as to stop fucking a willing and wanting woman.&nbsp; What did Highness do that merited such loyalty?&nbsp; <br><br>"I want a lot of things Highness." She continued to stroke his member while she spoke, determined to rise Highness's level of horniness. How could she be the only one who had such little self control?&nbsp; Cat was able to stop fucking at a moment's notice.&nbsp; Highness wasn't even <em>hard</em> yet.&nbsp; Was there something wrong with her?<br><br>"Come on.&nbsp; Stop trying to prove your point...let's have some fun."&nbsp; Was he really going to make her beg for it?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 21:30:05</strong>
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				“Foolishness.” that voice purring against her mouth. “You know I am not the one who is&nbsp; trying to so hard to prove a point.” Indeed, she was the one who was in a sense, beating around the bush. He wanted to relent, give her all she yearned and desired for. Wanted to wrap her world in silk and spoiled affection. <br><br>Currently she kept him at bay wishing to play out this battle of wills. He could only be as insistent as she. Matching her own walls she built around the situation. Her effort to maintain control. Both of them knew the truth, she had both no control, and at the same time? All of the control of the situation. <br><br>“I burn for you.” He told her suddenly. Gripping her shoulders and lightly biting her shoulder. He left a small train of kisses before coming to her ear once more. “I want to tangle our bodies together. I love the sounds you make, and the way you speak my name.” it was all true, and still? He held back. Even as she touched and prodded, tormented her imagination with the idea that he did not want her. He held back. “Relent Jessica, and I will give you all you desire.”<br><br>If not, then the game would end. There would be no more chances. His fingers drug along her flesh, until they reached that place between her legs. Lightly teasing her sex and dragging his cheek along hers before kissing her softly. Not the rushing actions she had seen of him before. No, he was patient this time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 21:44:11</strong>
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				He called her out on her unwillingness to bend, but she stayed stubborn.&nbsp; How could she do anything else?&nbsp; And it was hard not to feel a little powerful when she had a cock shoved inside of her.&nbsp; Though Highness's still limp member did have a way of spoiling things for her.&nbsp; How could she make him fuck her if he wouldn't get hard?<br><br>But then he changed everything.&nbsp; Everything about their game was turned on it's head as he changed the rules to be about truth.&nbsp; She gasps as he bites her shoulder and kisses along her neck.&nbsp; God, she yearned for his touch.&nbsp; Knowing that he <em>burned</em> for her, wanted her as much as she wanted him...her pussy clenched around Cat's cock even harder as her body sang in pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>"Highness..." she hisses, eyes shuttering closed as he teases at her sex.&nbsp; "Yes, god yes..." There was no other answer, but she could finally vocalize the truth now that he'd done so first.&nbsp; "I need you."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 21:56:58</strong>
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				Was it really that simple? Just a few simple words and touch? Of course it was. He moaned out and his brows met, the pleasure rolled over him, both joy and desire. Arms wrapped around her suddenly and pulled her closer. Highness however, did not go to pull her free from the feline either. He gripped her hips and started to move them. Causing her to rock and grind against that hardened shaft deep inside of her. A loud purring sounded behind her as the felines hands moved up her body, cupping her breasts and kissing the other side of her neck.<br><br>Highness was now growing excited on the outside. His shaft thickening and his mouth finding hers to kiss her passionately. Wrapping her in a world of pleasure. Her body being used against another at the masterful hand of the Fea king. He growled against her mouth lustfully.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 22:07:05</strong>
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				And that was that.&nbsp; The pause that was forced on her pleasure was well worth it for what she got in the end.&nbsp; Her enjoyment seemingly doubled in an instant, Cat at her back, Highness at her front...it left her sandwiched between a pair of men who were clearly willing to do whatever it took to make sure she enjoyed herself.&nbsp; &nbsp;As Highness controlled her body, forcing her up and down on the sex toy that was Cat's cock,&nbsp; Jessica urged him on, murmuring his name on her breathe.&nbsp; <br><br>Cat finally stopped in his embargo, and seemed eager to return to participating, feeling at her breasts and kissing at the spot that Highness had bitten only moments before.&nbsp; &nbsp;Thank god Highness had succumbed first, that he'd confessed to wanting her before she'd really had to break down.&nbsp; Clearly, in Jessica's mind she had been the winner of the game.&nbsp; And who could blame her?&nbsp; Basking as she was in the pleasurable attentions of two men, could this be anything other than a victory?&nbsp; <br><br>As Highness's cock <em>finally</em> hardens in her hand, Jessica responds to his kiss, her tongue dancing with his in twisting motions.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>30-11-2013, 20:52:34</strong>
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				<br>The heat in the room clearly started to rise higher and higher. The Fea Highness would have chuckled at the woman had he known her thoughts. The idea of victory of course in his own mind to. All of this, leading up to this moment. Her conveying her need and setting forth to take it. He had coaxed her, guided her. Even manipulated her. So pleasing she was, like a curious child she had fallen into his own trap. Alice lost down the rabbits hole.<br><br>Manipulation itself for a human was considered a bad thing. Of course the Fea king only saw it as a way to get what he wanted and needed. This was not about making her suffer. It was repaying her kindness with his own ability to show it. This human woman was something he had become rather obsessed with. The wish to have Jessica here forever was well on its way to possibly coming true in his mind. <br><br>Hands held her, moved her and toyed with her. The lord controlling her movements over that thickened well textured feline cock. The cat himself had not held back and while one of his hands cupped and massaged a breast the other ventured down to tease and stimulate her exposed clit. His teasing touch like a fuzzy face, soft batting and flicking back and forth. Alight feather like pinch here, and movements side to side. <br><br>The two males continued to lavish her in their affection. Their passion wrapping her in their burning fire. It didn’t matter how many times she would cum, or if she were conscious enough to experience all of them. The males proved more then able to tend to her and then some. She was at one point pulled off of the feline. She was placed on her hands and knees while they teased and licked her body. Every single place. They explored her, touched her, and at the same time seemed to study her. The reactions she made, what places she enjoyed more. No place was left unattended. When Highness finally found himself inside of her, it was euphoric. The Fea would fuck her like he would never seen her again.<br><br>Both males would use her, filling multiple holes at the same time. Overwhelming her senses and setting every nerve on its edge. Tangled sweating bodies that seemed to work well into the night. <br><br>Every time she would think they had finished they continued. Pressing deep inside of her, they moved against her mouth, her sex, and her ass. Four sets of hands, two sets of mouths. It did not matter if she was not able to move, they did not stop. The males only became more creative, the feline had interesting little tools and toys at his disposal. It wouldn’t take to much to figure out he was an inventor of some time with the contraptions he would bring to light. Between that and Highness’s webs she was in for more then she likely expected. <br><br>There was a point however when it did finally come to an end. At one point they moved into the lords own baths. Cleaning her, and fucking her more, both males had become spent and with that she was dressed and slowly lead back to her human world. <br><br>Regardless of if she were awake or not when she was left behind Highness knew she would be safe. He did not want to return her, wanting her to stay in his world. However, she was not ready for it, he had promised her he would return her to her world. She was placed on the bench by the empty pond when she had come to his world before. <br><br>Things were a bit different, though how it seemed hard to place. The fountain was still covered in vines, and no water inside of it. However, it felt greener, more alive. Flowers spotted in some places here or there. One could see the tall buildings in the distance. Central park NY. She was back, and everything seemed strangely brighter, while remaining dull at the same time. It was nothing like the Fea world. However, it was not entirely lacking in its own charm. She could hear cards in the distance, people, see birds. The sun caressed her face as it stared down at her from the endless blue sky above. She had made it some how back. Some how she had found herself back in her world as she so desperately wanted before. She was not sick either, or craving for now. Could it all have been a dream? She had come to the fountain at night, now she woke what felt like late morning. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>01-12-2013, 06:41:52</strong>
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				Pleasure.&nbsp; Unrelenting. Unforgiving.&nbsp; Pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>She had never really understood the phrase, 'fucked senseless' before now.&nbsp; She'd always assumed it was simple hyperbole, or at best exaggeration.&nbsp; How wrong she was.&nbsp; With the cat at her back and the spider at her front, Jessica was screwed until she lost all concept of mental or physical sense.&nbsp; The world stopped existing except for the three of them, and after a time even that grew hazy.&nbsp; She couldn't keep up with whose mouth she was kissing, whose hand was there, whose tongue was there, or whose cock was where.&nbsp; Jessica shouted until her voice turned hoarse, and then continued to shout some more.&nbsp; <br><br>She could do very little else.&nbsp; She was drowning in pleasure, suffocating in ecstasy.&nbsp; She lost track of her orgasms, as counting would involve some kind of thinking.&nbsp; When they were both inside of her at the same time, she exploded, juices flowing from her core like never before.&nbsp; She felt so....full.&nbsp; So complete. Jessica had never actually had a threesome before, but the appeal had never been lost on her.&nbsp; Being the center of attention between two such well skilled lovers....it was too much for her to handle.<br><br>There were times when Jessica fell short to exhaustion, her vision going dark and her body becoming limp.&nbsp; It never lasted very long, as one of the men would be sure to hit her insides in just the right way, or twist her nipple in just the right fashion, so as to force yet another orgasm from her body.&nbsp; <br><br>When they moved to the bath it was a luxury, her worn out muscles singing in pleasure.&nbsp; They took a break by washing each others bodies, but it wasn't long before that too turned into another round of fucking.&nbsp; <br><br>When it was all said and done, no words were exchanged.&nbsp; How could they?&nbsp; Jessica's voice was long gone, and her mind was addled from the dozens of orgasms she'd received, and the men who saw her back to the human world appeared equally content to part in silence.&nbsp; She was left on the bench, lips buzzing from a final pair of goodbye kisses. <br><br>She sat there for a long while, legs too shaky to hold herself up with.&nbsp; She didn't notice the change in the environment, still caught in the afterglow of pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>However, in the end she does make her way home, pushing past the thick bushes and well leaved trees as she finds her way back to the main path, and then back into her apartment.<br><br>She was so exhausted...it was the kind of tired that only could come from a really amazing sex session, or a three hour long professional massage.&nbsp; She felt amazing, but drained.&nbsp; &nbsp;So it was with heavy feet that she made her way up the stairs and into her apartment, fumbling with the key before stumbling inside.&nbsp; <br><br>She passes by the odd looking furniture and collapses on her bed, more than ready for her well deserved power nap.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-12-2013, 04:39:26</strong>
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				For some odd reason, she had not expected this. Would it seem strange that it was not the first time it had happened? A few times she had walked into the place she housed at the time and suddenly, there would be some stranger laying there. Of course, they usually looked like they did some pretty serious drugs. This was different… well, first off? The apartment was still in the same shape she left it. Next? she had only been at this apartment for perhaps little over a month. No one really knew her yet, and she hadn’t brought a single person back to her place. So how or rather why was there some stranger sleeping in her bed? <br><br>There was a powerful sound that filled the silence suddenly. It was a clear, crisp sound of a match striking a match book. Flames bursting to light for a moment filling the space, the amber colored flame suddenly giving life to lifeless features. Faded green eyes inspected the woman who currently lay in her bed. She looked to be a decent age, healthy, though appeared rather tired. There was more to her however, a certain scent. Spice? Ember knew she had smelt it before, but uncertain as to where. There was a lingering magic in the air around her and this is what had stopped the female from throwing this stranger out on her ass. Ember stepped further into the room, exhaling a cloud of smoke that tangled and moved about her in a mysterious way. Giving the female an almost ghost like appearance. As she turned on the light, one would see it did not help. This female was ragged. How she could afford an apartment like this was unknown for the moment. <br><br>Licking her lips and pushing some of her hair away from her face, she wondered closer and turned on the bedside lamp. The light only gave her ghost like appearance… and even more hallowed out look. Ember had eyes with dark circles under them, and paled skin. Her hair was a dirty blond color about half way down before turning into a deep dark auburn. It looked odd in its color, and one had to wonder why she would dye it like that. It was pretty. It was also natural. Like flames, it was dark closer to the embers before turning brighter when going up. Her green eyes faded, and freckles across her nose she could almost be pretty. Well, she was pretty, yet she looked aged, torn up. Anything innocent had been completely removed from her. <br><br>At any rate, currently this was not about the strange girl who strolled into what could appear to be Jessica’s apartment. This was about Jessica randomly strolling into this strange GIRLS apartment. There she was, laying in embers bed, dressed rather eloquently and snoring! Crossing her arms Ember found herself with one single option, for as small as she appeared, and thin. The pale female was impressively sturdy. She bent her knees, tucked her hands under the mattress on the right side and lifted. Thus causing Jessica to roll, roll, roll, hit the ground and be woken rudely by her landing. Setting her mattress back down Ember came around to the side of the bed Jessica would find herself and placed her hands on her hips. A puff exhale of smoke and the pixie featured female spoke. <br><br>“Nice of you to visit, it was fun while it lasted, but you have to go.” Her accent rather hard to place, sounding deep, and thick. <br><br><br>(Ember Rose)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://imageshack.us/a/img829/2263/embere.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (http://img845.imageshack.us/img845/4319/jtex.jpg) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/845/jtex.jpg/)<br><br>Uploaded with ImageShack.us (http://imageshack.us)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>19-12-2013, 04:51:50</strong>
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				It was the best sleep Jessica had ever had.&nbsp; It was deep, and restful, the slumber leaving her mind thick and dreamless.&nbsp; Her body and mind was far too drained from her sexual marathon, and both needed a serious vacation from any kind of activity.&nbsp; So she wasn't roused in the least when another person entered her apartment.&nbsp; Didn't shift, didn't make a pause in her tiny snores, didn't so much as alter her heartbeat.&nbsp; To do so would have required an inherent nature far more sensitive than the one Jessica possessed.&nbsp; <br><br>Of course, it didn't matter how deep she was sleeping, what happened to her next would have woken any one up.<br><br>Letting out a shriek as the warm and comfy bed is replaced with the hard and cold floor, Jessica scrambles around, too caught up in the shock at her sudden rousing to really pay attention to the other woman for a moment.&nbsp; She'd hit the ground hard on her side, and she could feel a bruise forming on her hip that was created from something other than amazing sex.&nbsp; <br><br>"What the hell?!"&nbsp; The young woman demands as she rises to her feet, glowering at the strange looking pale woman who'd forced her off the bed.&nbsp; Was she fae?&nbsp; She hoped so, the other option for someone that looked like that was a drug addict, and Jessica was not in the mood to get robbed in her own home. "Excuse me?&nbsp; Just who the hell are you supposed to be? And what are you doing in my apart-" She'd just been gearing up for a really nice rant, when she suddenly took in the sight of her apartment-or what was supposed to be her apartment.&nbsp; <br><br>"What the fuck did you do to my apartment!?" Jessica squeals in horror.&nbsp; THe interior decorating was so wrong!&nbsp; It looked like a cheap hippy had moved in! The bohemian look was out, hadn't anyone told this girl?&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>19-12-2013, 14:57:23</strong>
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				<br>"Look, I do not know what you are on, and I know for a fact I have never sold you a thing. You need to leave my apartment right now." She told her. Then seemed to in a sense 'man up' as she stood ready to kick Jessica's ass if needed. She didn't care what the condition this woman was in, but her shrieking about her apartment made her rather irritated. "You need to sober up, because this is my apartment, I have been here for a month now." Ember said with a straight face. Her thick accent rather appealing, though in this moment it didn't really matter. <br><br>"I will call the police." Yeah right, like she really wanted a cop snooping around her own home. She wouldn't dare, but Jessica did not need to know that. Ember was good at bluffing when the time called for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 18:30:55</strong>
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				"On?&nbsp; I'm sorry, are you trying to imply that <em>i'm</em> the one on drugs?"&nbsp; Jessica's eyes do the incredibly female judgmental once over as she examines the Russian woman, starting at her shoes and ending at her hair.&nbsp; This woman had better have not been some strange set up by Highness.&nbsp; Was this some joke at her expense because of her horrific wardrobe choices when entering the fairy world?&nbsp; But they'd fixed her and she'd vocalized remorse!<br><br>"For the last time, I'm not drunk or high or whatever.&nbsp; But clearly something's up, because this is <em>my</em> apartment.&nbsp; I came in with this key-" She tugs out her house key from the hidden pocket of her tulle skirt.&nbsp; "into apartment 15B, which is 100% leased out to Mr. and Mrs. James Carlton."&nbsp; She crosses her arms over her chest.&nbsp; "And you don't look like my mother, so go ahead, call the cops. I am sure they would be thrilled to come all the way here in this weather to kick out a hippy." <br><br>"Or should I say fae?"&nbsp; Who else could redesign her bedroom in two hours or less?&nbsp; "Because I am so not in the mood for your kinds tricks right now."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 20:52:14</strong>
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				<br>Well now. This female was an asshole…<br>Ember hated bitches like this female. She could see it now, no, this was not someone who got high on drugs; this was a person who she got high on herself. A person so wrapped up in her own fancies and actions she was blinded by anything else. Ember found herself setting her jaw and trying her best not to just pounce on Jessica and toss her out. She took a step forward and was about to say something when she said the word that caused a stillness to enter the room…<br><br>Fea…<br><br>“What wait?” Ember asked as she looked the woman over again. Now it all made sense Jessica’s clothing, the sparkle to it, the scent and feeling of magic. Embers eyes went wide suddenly and she chuckled. “I see now. Let me tell you a story, I moved in here about a month ago. Whoever had lived here before (from what the neighbors had told me,) vanished over two months ago. One day she was here, the next day just gone. Family came and cleaned things out, and the apartment was up for rent once more.” Ember gave a mysterious smile and headed for the living room. She turned on some of the lights and sat down on her couch. Opening one of the drawers she pulled out a red tortilla tray, (one would usually see at a cheap Mexican restaurant.) Opening it up, she pulled out a pre-rolled joint. She glanced back to see what Jessica was doing. “This is no longer your apartment tinkerbell sorry.” She said sparking it up and taking a long pull. “What have you been up to the last couple of months I wonder…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 21:06:17</strong>
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				A hand on her hip and a narrowness set to her gaze, Jessica took Ember's physical stance of preparing to attack with her own version.&nbsp; Of course, Jessica would never attack a person using physical blows, an all girl's boarding school and participation to a college sorority had instructed her in all the different ways women could attack another person without ever lifting a finger.&nbsp; But neither turned to their personal artillery arsenals, as Ember responded to Jessica's accusation in a way she hadn't exactly anticipated.&nbsp; <br><br>As Ember began telling her a story, an almost fairy tale like explanation of how she'd come to live in this building, Jessica's knees fail her and she sinks down to sit at the edge of the bed. "You are telling me....that i've been <em>missing</em> for the past two months?&nbsp; What about my family, my job....jesus..."&nbsp; Everyone must think she was dead....<br><br>And it was all that damn spider's fault!&nbsp; Fury flickered in Jessica's blue eyes as she stares past Ember, far too caught up in the whirlwind of emotions she was suddenly forced to endure to pay the other woman any more mind, not even caring when the woman started introducing the smell of marijuana into her living room.&nbsp; <br><br>"This is bullshit!" She finally exclaims, rising to her feet.&nbsp; "An hour or two of good sex and the entire life I've built for myself -poof- gone in a second?! No way.&nbsp; Nuh uh, not happening."&nbsp; She begins to pace round and round.&nbsp; What could she do first?&nbsp; Call her parents?&nbsp; Her job was out of the question, there was no way Tofi Major was about to hire her back.&nbsp; Pausing in her pacing, the dark haired young woman storms over to what had once been her closet and forces open the door.&nbsp; "Jesus Christ!"&nbsp; She exclaims in horror, plucking out a pair of jeans with holes in them that appeared to have been torn accidentally, rather than out of fashion. "What happened to my clothes?&nbsp; And...oh my god, where are my designs?"&nbsp; It was gone.&nbsp; All gone.&nbsp; Her drawings, her sketches,...here life.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 22:03:19</strong>
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				<br>“You honestly think it was only two hours?” The female asked softly. She did not expect Jessica to hear her. She let the smoke curl around her features and seemed to sink into her own thoughts. She did not react as she heard her cloths being rummaged through. Ember? obviously a completely different personality from Jessica. Things she had were merely possessions. Everything could be replaced, even people. Sadly jaded she was unaffected. Or at least appeared to be. The female herself actually kept her emotions in check. Why? Well that was also another thing to be seen.<br><br>“You need to calm down Rip Van Winkle.” Called out the sultry deep accent from the living room. “I told you, your family came and took all of your stuff away. They seemed like the sort to build a shrine for you. Since its only been a few months, they likely kept most of your stuff.” She chuckled then. “What an odd thing to have happen to someone like you.” She did not appear at all surprised that Jessica had appeared shocked. Every other person in the world would think she was crazy; their reaction to how she was currently acting would have been to flee for their lives. <br><br>Think about it? you come home, find a woman in your bed, she freaks out screaming about fucking for only two hours, then suddenly starts to rummage through your stuff. Yes dear reader, Embers reaction was strange.<br>“Why don’t you come sit down for a moment? Get a breath of air. I have some wine in the fridge if you want some.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 22:16:11</strong>
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				Jessica was silently trying to decide what she would tell her parents.&nbsp; She couldn't tell them the truth.&nbsp; She barely believed the truth herself, there was no way her parents would respond well to, 'Well I was led into another world by the King of spiders'.&nbsp; She'd need to think of something believable for why she'd gone missing for so long, and she also needed to determine just how long she'd been away for.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sorry if I'm not taking my sudden loss of experiencing Christmas well enough for you." Jessica snaps, although she does obey the other woman, slinking out of her bedroom and into the living room, taking a seat on the used and clearly nabbed off of the curb rocking chair that stood where she had once kept a lovely overly plush burgundy colored seat.&nbsp; "I could use some wine-a lot of wine actually, thank you."&nbsp; Staring out the window, Jessica frowns as she slowly adjusts to the new situation she'd found for herself. <br><br><br>"You are right about one thing, this shouldn't be happening to someone like me."&nbsp; Jessica groans as she runs a hand through her hair.&nbsp; "and-and why are you believing me right now? Do you know about-" what could she say?&nbsp; About how magic was real?&nbsp; "About-you know...<span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">fae</span>?" God she felt like such a wierdo asking that question.&nbsp; She'd give Highness hell to pay when she saw him next.&nbsp; What, did he think destroying her life in the real world would make him and his somehow more appealing?&nbsp; What was wrong with him!?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 22:41:30</strong>
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				<br>“You can get your own glass of wine, you already helped yourself to my clothing, get me a glass of wine to.” Ember clearly was not going to move from her current spot. She took another deep inhale and leaned back. Her head looking to the ceiling. Slowly her eyes closed and she seemed to just relax. Currently she was working out what to do. She did not know this woman; she did not care of her plight. Ember found a good place to stay currently and being away from her normal travels it was nice to have a place she could afford. Soon she hoped to kick off to being considered half normal.<br>&nbsp; <br>“At some point everyone believes in fea, as we grow older, and the world closes in on us that belief goes away. Fea know of us, and avoid us, but yeah, I believe you. I can see the magic on you, and already have figured out your plight. I have met some of them myself. I am personally not much of a fan of them, but I myself am not a normal human. They usually like to seek out those who are different. You though? I can’t seem to figure out why they would bother with you.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 22:54:59</strong>
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				Jessica was taken aback by the woman's rude behavior.&nbsp; "Way to play hostess." She sniffs, nonetheless wandering over to the small kitchenette and searching out where the wine glasses were.&nbsp; Nothing was where she'd have put it.&nbsp; Finally finding a pair, she fills them to half mast with the chilled red wine in the fridge before walking back to the main living space.&nbsp; "Believe me, your clothing is nothing I plan on <em>helping myself to</em>.&nbsp; No offense."&nbsp; She says offensively before taking a large gulp of her wine, handing Ember the other glass.<br><br>"Looks like we do have something in common.&nbsp; I'm not a fea fan myself." Leaning back into her seat, Jessica thinks back to just a short time ago, when she'd been given orgasm after orgasm from a pair of the most unreal men she'd ever met in her life.&nbsp; They had known exactly what they were doing.&nbsp; Jessica wouldn't be so gullible next time.&nbsp; "Well I wouldn't call myself abnormal, no.&nbsp; But I do have a certain je ne sais quoi." Jessica preens, running a hand over her skirt.&nbsp; <br><br>"That said, I don't know a damn thing about the fae.&nbsp; This one guy showed up a few days-erm, months ago, I guess.&nbsp; And completely screwed up my life.&nbsp; He told me that he's repaying a kindness, but I was never nice to him," She continues downing her wine as she gives a very shortened version of events.&nbsp; "And then he turned out to be the King of Spiders and...and things got a little strange." There was something therapeutic about opening up like this.&nbsp; <br><br>"What do you know about the fae?"&nbsp; She needed information.&nbsp; There was no way she was going to survive through the next round of wierd without it.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 23:28:19</strong>
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				<br>“I am clairvoyant. So I can sense when something isn’t right, like the scent of fea all over you. That means in a few weeks or so your body will start to break down again and you will need to refuel yourself with Fea loven. As for a kindness? That could mean anything. They are creatures of a completely different ideal from our own. Something that is tiny and means nothing to us, can mean a grand significance to them.”<br>&nbsp;<br>She reached for her own glass of wine and took a long pull from it. setting it down on the coffee table she glanced over at Jessica once more. <br><br>“I have talents with things humans do not normally posses, anyways, these talents lead the sisters to my door. Not the mythology sisters, but rather the Fea. Females of a bird like nature. They requested my aid at one point. I turned them down, never accept, make deals, or interact with fairies. They do not have an understanding to human laws and concepts. Accepting a deal, or favor from a fea, or gifts all mean a great deal. In our world its usually a small token, in a fea world it is a very deeply priced thing. I was a very young girl still living in Romania. Before we came to the states. I would see fairies all the time.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>21-12-2013, 23:39:03</strong>
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				"I already knew about the fae sex thing."&nbsp; Crossing her arms over her chest, Jessica appears more than a little irritated. "Believe me, if I'd known what I was getting into, it never would have happened.&nbsp; I am not a big fan of addiction." Said while giving Ember's cigarette a careful examination.&nbsp; "I don't suppose you know a way I can cure myself?&nbsp; I don't want to spend the rest of my life hunting down faery penis."&nbsp; Why was this conversation happening?&nbsp; People like her didn't have conversations like this.&nbsp; <br><br>She was interested in the other woman's clairvoyance though.&nbsp; That sounded fun.&nbsp; "So could you look into my future?&nbsp; Tell me how all this weird is going to turn out for me?" She takes another sip of wine.&nbsp; It would be a huge help to know things in advance.&nbsp; <br><br>"...what happens if you do accept a favor from a fae?" She glances down at herself, at the amazing new set of clothes she wore, and the other dress she'd been given, all at the kindness of Highness.&nbsp; What else had he done for her that she'd just silently accepted?&nbsp; "Is there a way I can take it back? Like if I give back the gift, then the deal is off?" She offers up nervously.&nbsp; She seriously did not want to be indebted to Highness.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm Jessica by the way..sorry for not being exactly polite."&nbsp; This woman might not be the kind of person Jessica would normally allow into her parties, but she was all she had for now.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 00:19:01</strong>
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				<br>“My name is Ember, I am aware of your name. No I will not look into your future, since you are now touched by magic there are no solid answers I could give you. I can however help you figure out what you did to spark the interest of this spider king person.” She slowly rose and as she did she offered the joint over to Jessica. For a moment she paused before she leaned down and set it in the ashtray leaving it up to the pretty little tart to figure out if she wanted some or not. Let’s be honest, even people in her own industry smoked pot. It was cheap and did the trick. <br><br>She dropped her skirt right there, wearing nothing but a pair of thongs. She tossed her skirt over her arm and then using her one free hand reached behind her head and pulled her tank tops off. wearing a bra that seemed a bit shredded up, she started out of the room. Not caring that she just stripped in front of a stranger. She had scares all across her stomach. They were Crisscrossed scars that overlapped and seemed to just leave a strange sort of design on her flesh. When she turned to walk away she had a very large tattoo down her back. It had Thick feathers that curled around her hips and gave beauty to her otherwise rather sad form. Yet there was a strange sort of attractive quality to the woman. <br><br>She wondered off into the bedroom and turned on the light in there. The more lights that came on, the less it even looked to be Jessica’s apartment. There were beads hanging in some of the doorways, and posters in frames on the wall. She also had some ornaments of different religions around. When she came back a few minutes later she had on a black silken night gown that came to her knees. It wasn’t anything to fancy, but didn’t look bad on her paled form either. When she sat back down her faded green eyes fell on the woman once more. <br><br>“What happens if you except things from a fea. Well, it depends really on the level or realm they rule. If you caught the attention of a lord Fea then the gifts he is giving to you are in a fashion of courting. Everything you accept from him is your agreement to his own obsession over you.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 00:33:31</strong>
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				Ember.&nbsp; Why did all this magic types have strange names? There was Highness, and Cat didn't seem to have a name, and now Ember.&nbsp; Whatever happened to good old fashioned names, like Mike, or Jane, or Jessica?&nbsp; She wondered if Ember was the girl's real name, or if it was a stage name, like Tofi Major's had been.&nbsp; As Ember offers up a joint, Jessica contemplates whether or not to take the other woman up on it.&nbsp; Did she really want to get high after everything else she'd been through?&nbsp; <br><br>Silently, she thinks back to Highness's hooka, the smell lasting even after they'd been fucking for over an hour, and then she grabs the joint and takes a long puff.&nbsp; She needed something to help with the...stress of the situation.&nbsp; "I'll take whatever help I can get.&nbsp; If I know what I did to get in this mess, maybe that will help me get out of it." But did she really want that?&nbsp; Even now the pleasure of the afternoon still left her tingling with delight.&nbsp; <br><br>And then Ember was stripping down to nothing, and Jessica was choking on the smoke.&nbsp; Quickly glancing away, the young woman takes another long sip of her wine.&nbsp; Who was this woman who had taken possession of her apartment?&nbsp; And where would Jessica go now? Somehow she doubted Ember would be kind enough to give up the place.<br><br>"He said that to me before, that he was courting me." Jessica confirms as she takes in Ember's new wardrobe choice.&nbsp; Nice. It made the other woman gain an ethereal quality to her....but Jessica still had the desire to take this woman out on the town, and give her a complete wardrobe makeover. "Obsession..." she murmurs, taking another quick puff of the joint before offering it back to Ember, "am I in trouble here?" <br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 01:08:44</strong>
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				The question hung in the air, and while Ember thought of how she should answer the question she took back the joint and took another deep inhale of its smoke. She did not have a cure for this woman, all she could do was find a means of comfort. There was no real way out of magic once it was invoked. How to help her however? She wasn’t even sure where to begin. Listening for a moment longer she saw the female’s sadness and desperation. It pulled at something inside of the strange thin woman, a sort of compassion.<br>&nbsp;<br>“That depends, if you wish to become a possession to a Fea king, and that ruler be something you could easily spend eternity with, then no, you are in no sort of trouble. However, if you do not desire these things… well… that’s an entirely different story. It depends on what house you invoked as well; there are the seelie and unseelie courts. The seelie courts are what we would call now a days, the light Fea. They are the sort to help humans, or play harmless pranks. They are creatures like the barrowers, or brownies.” Reaching out she handed the joint back to Jessica. “ The unseelie are the darker Fea, they are a bit more wicked, or in a sense more inclined to cause trouble by the standards of normal humans. Though neither is evil, both are very mischievous.” <br><br>Getting back up again, Ember went to her desk and picked up a laptop. Booting it up she typed away for a moment before waving Jessica over. “Here, see…” <br><br>_______________________________________________________________________________________<br>((DISCLAIMER:: Fallowing posting is actual copy from Wikipedia, and not written by me))<br>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page<br><br>Seelie and Unseelie Courts[edit]The Seelie court are known to seek help from humans, to warn those who had accidentally offended them, and to return human kindness with favors of their own. Still, a fairy belonging to this court will avenge insults and could be prone to mischief.[4] The most common time of day to see them is twilight.[5] Other names for the Seelie court are 'The Shining Thron' or 'The Golden ones' and 'The light Court'. The categorization of fairies based on court is whether or not a fairy is light or dark. Light fairies are known for playing pranks on humans and having a light hearted attitude, forgetting their sorrows quickly and not realizing how they might be affecting the humans they play pranks on. The Unseelie Court consists of the darkly-inclined fairies. Unlike the Seelie Court, no offense is necessary to bring down their assaults.[6] As a group (or "host"), they appear at night and assault travelers, often carrying them through the air, beating them, and forcing them to commit such acts as shooting at cattle.[7][8] Like the beings of the Seelie Court who are not always benevolent, neither are the fairies of the Unseelie Court always malevolent. Most Unseelies can become fond of a particular human if they are viewed as respectful, and would choose to make them something of a pet. Some of the most common characters in the Unseelie Court are Bogies, Bogles, Boggarts, Abbey Lubbers and Buttery Spirits.[9] The division into "seely" and "unseely" spirits was roughly equivalent to the division of Elves in Norse mythology, into "light" and "dark" distinctions.[10]<br><br>In the French fairy tales of précieuses, fairies are likewise divided into good and evil, but the effect is clearly literary.[11] Many of these literary fairies seem preoccupied with the character of the humans they encounter.[12]<br><br>The Welsh fairies, Tylwyth Teg, and the Irish Aos Sí are usually not classified as wholly good or wholly evil.[13]<br><br>____________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>(Now back to the story))<br><br>"Most information on these creatures or sorts can be found on the internet. Some if it would require deeper digging, but humans are facinated by such mystories. the idea of the unknown, the advanture of other worlds. it is both frightening and exciting." Ember smirked at the woman and handed her the laptop. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 01:23:53</strong>
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				"Excuse me?&nbsp; It is not in my life plan to be a possession of anyone's." Even if it did seem to apparently mean immortality with a gorgeous man who <em>really</em> knew how to pleasure a woman.&nbsp; "He told me that I could screw any fae and I'd be fine...was that a lie?" She nibbles on her lower lip, she was clearly not in the same league as Highness, or as Ember, when it came to understanding the rules of the game she hadn't even agree to play.&nbsp; She wanted out of the clothing that Highness had given her, but was unwilling to don any of the sad excuses for outfits Ember had in her closet, so she simply shifted in discomfort in her once prized skirt and top.&nbsp; <br><br>As a way to somewhat cure herself of the problem, she kicks off her silver slippers, glad to be rid of <em>something</em> from the fae world.&nbsp; <br><br>"So from the sound of things," She begins as she read the holy words of wikipedia.&nbsp; "Highness is totally an unseelie.&nbsp; Because he's got a 'fondness' for me." Would that information help? "And spider king seriously sounds like a dark fae title."&nbsp; As Ember passes her the laptop, Jessica takes it upon herself to google some of the things that she'd been determined to look into before.<br><br>Transforming cats, spider kings, fairy food, she needed to learn about all of it if this was going to continue being her life.&nbsp; Ember was right,there was a lot of information to be found...but which was real, and which were just stories?&nbsp; It all seemed so crazy, she couldn't tell the difference.&nbsp; <br><br>"This sucks." She complains, after her third glass of wine and at least an hour of web browsing.&nbsp; She was using the <em>web</em>.&nbsp; Highness would be proud.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 02:03:46</strong>
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				Ember smirked as the woman spoke and rattled on about the things she found. Ember didn’t know everything, but she did know a bit. Most of the things on the net came from different stories, but it seemed that there was a lot of information out there. All ready for her to seek out. There was a way to see past Fea Glamour as well. Ember explained how there was a stone a person find that could see through it. When a stone was in a river long enough, it would start to form holes through it. Finding one with a big enough hole to peer through was enough. It made it possible to see what was actually standing in front of you.<br>&nbsp;<br>“It does, you have already made some bad choices and are in deeper then you could imagine. I do not know what else there is to say for you. It is rather late, so if you wish you can sleep here. Then in the morning you should likely try to file for something. Make a missing persons report, let them think you managed freedom, or, decide since your link to this world is already severed you could easily recreate a new life.” Then the woman smiled, smoke curling from her teeth and around her own pixie like features. “Or, take on the offer of a Fea king and live the happily ever after all of those pretty little girls dream of.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>22-12-2013, 02:20:59</strong>
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				She needed one of those rocks.&nbsp; That was the first definite thing that she knew.&nbsp; She needed to know what was real, and what wasn't.&nbsp; Who was Highness when he wasn't hiding behind a glamour? Was he really as handsome as she believed, or was that a lie as well?&nbsp; And the world they'd been in...she needed to see what everything looked like without the magic covering it from view.&nbsp; <br><br>"You don't have to say anything...you are helping me more than you know." If Ember wasn't here, there would be no one that Jessica could have spoken to about any of this, and then where would she be?&nbsp; "But I really want you to help me figure out what I did to catch Highness's attention."&nbsp; Because Highness wasn't telling her.&nbsp; And she doubted that today would be the last time she saw her little fairy admirer.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll figure something out, but I'm not going to just go crawling to Highness." Jessica snaps, not appreciating Ember's smile.&nbsp; In the end, she didn't contact the police, or her parents.&nbsp; Because...because she didn't know why.&nbsp; The idea of returning back to her life, so shiny and so superficial suddenly seemed...empty.&nbsp; Where would the point have been?&nbsp; She was a puzzle piece whose shape had been changed, she wouldn't have fit into her old life.&nbsp; Would have been weird and strange in comparison to her peers.&nbsp; It was like she was building herself up from nothing, restarting a life that was independent of old shackles.&nbsp; <br><br>But for now she was a guest in her own apartment.&nbsp; Permitted to sleep on the couch out of the kindness of Ember's heart.&nbsp; <br><br>What was she going to do?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>02-01-2014, 17:39:57</strong>
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				<br>Jessica was not the sort to dwell of course; she could only stay in one state of mind for so long, before the fire in her belly ate it up. What was she going to do? Why that was of course very simple. She was going to start again. Only this time? It was going to be on her own terms.<br><br>It seemed that her new resident partner in a sense had a lot of money. With no real means of how to dispose of it, she had suggested perhaps being a private partner to a certain creative person. The two of them shared the space now, and from it Ember had come to see the talent that Jessica had from a few of her sketches. (You may remove the person from their passion, but never the passion from the person.) Offering her up a rather handsome sum of earnings to start a new life with, Ember looked to investing in a lovely little shop with its own private designer at its head. the store itself was a decent sized one, and plenty of room on the show floor, as well as room in the back for making and designing. The upper half of the shop of course would house the two females. It was large enough for both of them, and it was also away from the park by a decent few miles. (Giving the distance that was so readily craved by the New York female.)<br><br>The shop itself was no large industry building of course, not like the life she had come from while working with Tofi. It was made of stone, and on a busy corner street. Parking would be a nearby garage, in an older town setting. There were other little privately owned shops around them, luckily none of them with any real fashion sense or value. Most would be restaurants, and little bakeries. <br><br>Ember came strolling in with a box of donuts and dressed in her usual garb of gypsy glamour. “Tinkerbelle? Are you in?” She called out. The thin tall woman making her way inside. Glancing over the days designs already set in the windows as she went. They hadn’t had their opening yet, but it was well on its way. She could hear hammering and sawing from the back, some of the remodel still taking place with shelving, and plumbing. The front of the store completed, filled with clothing and changing room, and dolled up manikins. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>05-01-2014, 07:21:31</strong>
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				The next few weeks went by in a strange kind of blur.&nbsp; In the beginning, Jessica had allowed herself to wallow in the realization that the world was no longer what it once was.&nbsp; The wallowing really only lasted about a day.&nbsp; After that new problems arose, like the fact that she never had enough paper.&nbsp; Or that she'd occasionally forget to eat, and it wasn't due to fairy magic ODing.&nbsp; It was as though the creative spark had been lit inside of Jessica's soul, and she didn't have enough limbs to force all the ideas out of her quick enough.&nbsp; She drew until her hands would ache and her vision would go blurry, and then she'd draw some more.&nbsp; It wasn't long before sketches of tops, dresses, skirts, and pants were strewn on every surface.&nbsp; It wasn't long before Ember was due to notice one or two, especially when Jessica abandoned the plain paper and began to doodle gem encrusted high heels onto chinese food menus.&nbsp; <br><br>Jessica was so caught up in releasing her inner designer, that she barely had time to consider the fact that she was completely unemployed and had no source of income (especially now that she was choosing to abandon her old life, and therefor her old trust fund).&nbsp; However, just like the princess she was, the moment she fell from a large height, there was a knight at the bottom to catch her.&nbsp; In this instance, her knight in shining armor was a drug dealing fortune teller from Eastern Europe. <br><br>So when Jessica should have been suffering life out on the street, alone and unprepared, she was instead venturing out into the world of small business.<br><br>Not to say that it was all a bed of roses.&nbsp; No one in their right mind could assume that the two young women would have an easy time getting along. Every step of the way there seemed to be another reason for the two to snap and snipe at each other.&nbsp; The cost of materials on the business end was one thing, but that was merely the tip of the iceberg.&nbsp; The unwillingness of Ember to <em>not smoke in the apartment</em>, the ability of Jessica to go out and buy every fashion magazine known to man, yet be incapable of remembering to purchase some <em>fucking toilet paper</em>, and both of their overall lack of respect for each other's space and privacy.&nbsp; Yet it seemed to work.&nbsp; In the short time the two women had begun living together, they had transcended past the usual roles of roommate and business partner.&nbsp; <br><br>If Jessica found Ember far too Bohemian, then it was only because Ember found Jessica to be far too posh.&nbsp; Yet it worked for them.&nbsp; Someone might say that one was the ying to the other's yang, but Jessica would have accused them of being a loser, and Ember would have been meaner.&nbsp; <br><br>But now here they were, only a few days until opening, and Jessica was still lost in the wonderland of fashion design, a needle in her mouth as she carefully slides a tiny shining crystal into the criss crossing fabric of a dress sleeve.&nbsp; All around her stood mannequins decked to the nines in her designs.&nbsp; Statuesque figures in billowing skirts that bloomed out at specific points, leaving the impression of oversized flower petals; with the top half of the body acting as the stem.&nbsp; Cinched tops with barely there tied threads acting as the sleeves, all with tiny shining beads playing out here and there.&nbsp; A handyman had briefly claimed that the design of the sleeves reminded him of a spider web when he'd walked past, and Jessica had responded by going home that night and drinking and entire bottle of red wine (otherwise she'd had no negative side effects in regards to her interaction with the fae).&nbsp; <br><br>Pulled away from her artful beadwork, Jessica glowers at Ember as she see's the other woman enter the shop.&nbsp; "We've talked about this Sparky, no carbs near the clothes.&nbsp; It's practically sacrilegious."&nbsp; And donuts of all things!&nbsp; Someone who ate like Ember didn't deserve the body she had.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 02:56:56</strong>
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				<br>Smirking at her reaction Ember said nothing for a moment. After all no customers were standing inside, the place was still being renovated, but the snotty high rolling Jessica was a perfectionist, and a bit of a control freak. Was this a surprise? Not really, and since the woman had pulled enough strings to get this business kicked off it was actually a good thing.( Annoying as hell of course, but a good thing.)<br><br>“Oh whatever, there are no customers, and all of these design barely fit your human sized dress up dolls let alone a normal person. You would think you were designing clothing for the Bratz toys.” The savage smile that moved across her lips would be recognized by the other woman by now. “I could always burn them all. Let you buy more fabric so normal people can wear your stuff too.” She said as she lifted a hand and pointed it to one of the mannequins. Why would she do that? Well dear reader while the two women had lived together a certain little secret had slipped out. Ember was not just your normal human fortune teller, she had this strange ability that most thought to be a myth. More on that later.<br><br>The glint to her eye faded however with her threat and she popped open the pink box to show the glittering wonderland inside. The scent itself filling the space between the two women. “Oh just look at them, their buttery glazed goodness calling out to you.” Her voice lowering and hitting a lustful whispering pitch. “Jesssicaaaa, eaaaat my hoooole.” <br><br>She snickered a bit, sounding a bit like muttley from the dastardly deeds cartoons before grabbing a donut and turning away. “I am not here to talk to you about sweets however; I brought them to soften the blow. I got this, in the mail today.” Ember tossed an envelope over to Jessica, on it a familiar design. “The city says we have committed violations and have to be repaired before they condemn the building.”<br>&nbsp;<br>That was of course awful news since it was about their own life going down the drain. Strangely enough however Ember appeared unfazed, though by now Jessica would know it was a part of the woman’s character. She was not very emotional, rather cold. Things never seemed to surprise her, or shake her. Upset her yeah, but her rage made things happen so she kept most of her emotions in check. This was bad however, it would push back their grand opening, and everything they had done to market themselves for the day.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 03:19:44</strong>
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				She doesn't bother sparing Ember a second glance as the other woman goes on about how she should just set fire to all of her hard work.&nbsp; She wouldn't really do it, they'd had this conversation before.&nbsp; "These aren't just pieces of clothing Ember, this is art."&nbsp; She finishes sliding a final bead into the shirt, light glimmering against the material in just the right way.&nbsp; She leans back and examines the newly finished top, adjusting it here and there before sighing in happiness.&nbsp; "And art demands sacrifice.&nbsp; If someone's wearing art, then it's because they've suffered for it."&nbsp; This perception of fashion and beauty were fairly twisted, and Jessica couldn't really remember if it was before or after her little trip into fairyland that she began to think in such a way.<br><br>But then Ember was shoving the scent of chocolate glaze into her face, and Jessica was forced to depart from her perfect world of fabrics and stitching.&nbsp; "You are so lame." She retorts as Ember goes on with her jokey voices and her tempting reminders of donut delights.&nbsp; <br><br>The conversation turned serious however, as Ember shows off the fancy letter that had appeared in their mailbox.&nbsp; "You are fucking with me." Jessica catches the letter as it's tossed to her and immediately pulls out the letter and begins to read.&nbsp; "We are in the goddamned middle of renovations.&nbsp; What more do they want from us?"&nbsp; How could they push back the opening date?&nbsp; "What violations?&nbsp; We don't have cockroaches, we have fire alarms..."&nbsp; This was not good.&nbsp; <br><br>"They aren't seriously going to condemn the building.&nbsp; We just-" Ember had just, "-bought this place.&nbsp; We've advertised like hell.&nbsp; I called in like, twenty favors to put the word out in the fashion world.&nbsp; We <em>cannot</em> open at a later date."&nbsp; &nbsp;Ember might be unresponsive, but Jessica wasn't.&nbsp; Already she was pacing about the front room, her designs little more than decorations to the setting of her fury.&nbsp; "What, we need a fire exit?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 03:55:58</strong>
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				The gypsy of the modern world only shrugged her shoulders and pulled out her cell phone. “I already made an appointment for you for tomorrow to find out.” Of course Ember would never go. Why would she? She was in a sense a criminal and a silent partner, her job? Was to provide the means, Jessica was the one who had to make it work.<br><br>Her pacing caught the other and she opened her mouth to say something when a sound distracted her. A soft ringing of the bell she had tied to the door days ago sounded. When she turned what she saw even gave her time to pause. The scent of spices filling the air and the heat that entered the room was enough to nearly make her swoon as well. Eyes traveling up to the face only proved even more of a defeat when they rested on a rather handsome… no, beautiful face. <br><br>“I take it that this place is not opened yet?” Came a familiar and sultry voice. Ember nudged Jessica suddenly and kept her eyes on the delicious man.<br><br>Highness stood there, wearing his dark leather pants and a long coat. A shirt of red buttoned up the center and made of a light fabric. Around his neck he wore a scarf that looked to be made of pure silver moonlight. His hair had been pulled back into a very long single frenchbraid that traveled endlessly down his back. Hands in his pockets and expression light. He smiled when he spotted Jessica. His sea green eyes still as bright as the day they met. He looked human of course, yet still breathless. Otherworldly and a very powerful presents indeed. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 04:11:45</strong>
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				"Smart move.&nbsp; They can't just spring this up at the last second.&nbsp; They must be trying to squeeze more money out of us." Ember.&nbsp; Jessica had such a strange knack for always staking claim to Ember's ill begotten fortune.&nbsp; It had begun in small ways, like how she liked to hog the orange juice, and had expanded outwards into actual finances.&nbsp; She didn't care that Ember didn't take an active role, if anything it was a relief.&nbsp; While Jessica would be hard pressed to admit it, Ember had grown on her.&nbsp; But that didn't change the fact that Sparky took some getting used to.&nbsp; She had little doubt that if the other woman attended the meeting, things would only get worse for them.&nbsp; <br><br>Jessica really didn't care who came through the door.&nbsp; They were early whoever they were, things weren't ready yet, and they had bigger fish to fry than overly excited customers.&nbsp; But then there was that...smell.<br><br>And then came the voice.&nbsp; Jessica froze in place, eyes glued to the wall in front of her, trapped in time until Ember nudged her.&nbsp; Then she was whirling around and facing the faery freak who'd so casually walked back into her life.&nbsp; "Oh hell no." she snaps, storming forward until she was inches away from him, glaring up into his eyes.&nbsp; "Not you.&nbsp; Not today.&nbsp; Out!" She pushes him with both hands, little tingles spreading through her skin as her hands feel at the firm muscles that existed under his clothing for just a second while she does so.&nbsp; <br><br>"Go away Highness.&nbsp; I've got bigger problems than you right now."&nbsp; She couldn't deal with the store being shut down <em>and</em> her addiction craving all in the same day.&nbsp; It was impossible.&nbsp; So determined was she, that she even bypassed the polite thing of introducing her business partner to her obsessive faery lover.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 04:36:39</strong>
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				<br>Another mortal sin was broken as Ember lit up a smoke. The moment of attraction gone. As soon as Jessica rushed past her she snapped out of it. The tone, the action, it all said it. The otherworldly look, and the glint to his eyes when she approached. No man looked at a stranger in such a way. No, the look he gave her was that of a lover who could not stop smiling at their irritated mates reaction. Of course a moment later Jessica would only confirm it. Yep, this man was her fea. Well, at least she was not kidding about his looks. The male was indeed rather fetching. Even a Fea with impressive Glamour could not pull something like this off with out some of it being real. Yes, very impressive.<br><br>Of course the fact that he was a magical creature was not. Such creatures were nothing like humans. Their concepts and ideals so very different and alien. What seemed ok to them was something morbidly wrong in the human world. The perversions never seemed to end. A few flicks of her own gaze and she could tell even more. He was unseely. <br><br>No, it was not the title that surrounded him, or even the species of what he was. It was the aura around him. That mischievous powerful aura that demanded attention. Seely preferred to be hidden and did not like exposure, unseely? They did not mind it so much.&nbsp; <br><br>Highness reached out and spun the woman around so her back suddenly rested against his chest. The warmth of him easily pressing into her. “I only wanted to say hello, you seemed so exhausted from our last meeting that you barely said good-bye.” He smiled and his voice moved along her flesh. “You look lovely.” He told her honestly as his hands found their way to her actual body. Had he slipped them under her shirt? Why did he suddenly feel so very close? Why did his heart beat seem to slam in her mind… Or was that her own? That scent so sweet and alluring as it also wrapped around her. <br><br>A moment later there was a soft sound. Ember cleared her throat and came closer. Highness was distracted by her for a moment. “Hey,Romeo? Why not let the lady go huh?” She asked and the Fea blinked at her. He seemed to stare at her for a long moment before his eyes narrowed and he slowly let Jessica go. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 04:49:48</strong>
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				Just like always, Highness was able to manipulate her body like a finely tuned instrument.&nbsp; He spun her around, and an instant later she was surrounded by the very essence of him.&nbsp; His scent in the air, his hard body against her own, his warmth enveloping her, and his voice curling around her brain.&nbsp; He was everywhere, and her body instantly reacted.&nbsp; Her eyelids went half mast, and she could feel herself quivering in his hold, remembering all the things that he'd been able to do to her the last time he'd crossed her path.&nbsp; <br><br>His hands were moving in familiar places across across her bare skin, her thin green tank top doing little to hide herself from his touches.&nbsp; It was as though a part of her had known he'd return to her today, and had worn as little as possible in preparation.&nbsp; Her yoga pant covered legs allowed her to feel what his leather pants hid all the easier, and a slow smile began to curl its way onto her face.&nbsp; Why had she been so angry two seconds ago?&nbsp; Really, what was the harm?<br><br>And then it was all over, and Ember was saying something and Highness was freeing her from his embrace.&nbsp; "-What?"&nbsp; For a moment Jessica was lost.&nbsp; She'd been shocked out of Highness's allure too rapidly, it took her a moment to regain her bearings.&nbsp; She turns from Highness to Ember and back again.&nbsp; "Did he just listen to you?&nbsp; Did you just listen to her?"&nbsp; <br><br>And then she was back.&nbsp; A laugh that was almost a cackle escapes from Jessica's lips.&nbsp; "You totally did!" She laughs again before finding her place next to her friend with delight.&nbsp; "How the hell'd you manage that?" It seemed Jessica had a newfound weapon against the faery threat.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 05:00:11</strong>
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				<br>His own eyes narrowed. “She’s a witch.” He said simply and she flicked her fingers his direction. The smoke held between her middle and index finger.<br><br>“He is a dark creature.” As if that answered everything, seeing as Jessica didn’t take magic 101 it was not to simple to her. The Fea still glared at the woman in front of him before he stepped closer and started to circle her, trying to get his Barings and observe this person. She was powerful, very much so.<br><br>“I am not a witch, I am a fortune teller.” She corrected him as he came around. Their eyes locking, and a small silent battle raging between them. <br>&nbsp;<br>“I am not a dark creature; I am a high court unseely.” He told the woman correcting her in turn. For a moment, believe it or not, Jessica was forgotten about. The sparks between these two was anything but friendly. "A lord, you are beneith me." He said simply and Ember chuckled.<br><br>"You wish I was." <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 05:09:05</strong>
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				Jessica....wasn't really sure how she felt about this.&nbsp; On the one hand, she was fairly certain she was safe.&nbsp; On the other, she was clearly no longer the center of attention- and that bugged the hell out of her.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd sort of kind of known what Highness had told her, in the sense that she was aware of Ember's...<em>special</em> skills.&nbsp; She wasn't called Sparky for nothing.&nbsp; And thanks to wikipedia and google, it was also not so surprising when Highness called himself an unseelie.&nbsp; Perhaps if they were revealing more useful or surprising information, she would have kept quiet and let them have at it.<br><br>But she had two things to worry about.&nbsp; The first being her clothes, and the second being her pride.<br><br>"Hey now kiddies, I have a great idea.&nbsp; You two go out on the street and hash it out."&nbsp; It would be great street advertisement if they used actual magic.&nbsp; "Ember, we've talked about smoke near the clothes.&nbsp; The smell will stick," as would the ash if Ember started a fire inside the store.&nbsp; <br><br>"And Highness, stop being a snob.&nbsp; It's not attractive."&nbsp; Besides, he'd told her he was a King, not a Lord.&nbsp; Had he been lying then, or now?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 05:19:35</strong>
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				<br>“Shut up Jessica.” Ember said with a snap, yet her eyes did not divert from the Fea before her. “I want you to leave this house, you are not allowed inside of it. It is forbidden.” Her accent growing richer and the air around her growing warmer. Her hair started to lift and shift around as if she were underwater. Eyes glowing softly. “I will cleanse this house of you, and you cause great disrespect.”<br>&nbsp;<br>“You challenge a king of the underfea?” he asked her in both astonishment and pure disbelief, he looked insulted. “You are a commoner, dirt blooded.” Then ran into a string of words not of this world. “Do you hovel in the grace of something grand because you are too small to shine on your own?” he asked suddenly and Ember felt her own anger starting to rise.<br><br>“You leave here now, you are unwanted, unneeded, and trespassing, even your kind have manners.” She said between her teeth and Highness gained a strange expression on his face as he looked to Jessica finally. “Do you not own the house we stand in now?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 05:28:26</strong>
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				A hand was placed on her hip as Ember snapped at her, and she was about to give her roommate a piece of her mind when things started to take a very unfunny turn.&nbsp; They talked about being allowed inside the house, but it was as though they were talking about something else; something Jessica didn't understand- couldn't understand.&nbsp; Why was there always a deeper level of understanding whenever it came to the fae?&nbsp; <br><br>Jessica didn't know much about magic, but she'd learned one lesson very clearly. Nothing was what it seemed.&nbsp; Including conversations.&nbsp; So Jessica was more than a little concerned when Ember started showing signs of magical qualities, a la hair moving with no wind, and glowing eyes.&nbsp; Her concern increased when Highness began to blatantly insult her friend.&nbsp; Just who was he calling dirt bloodied?&nbsp; <br><br>Her anger on behalf of Ember was interrupted when Highness stops in his tet-a-tet with her friend to ask her a question.&nbsp; "What?&nbsp; Erm," God she hadn't had to admit to this before, "No.&nbsp; It's all under Ember's name.&nbsp; She's been financing everything since I came back home."&nbsp; Why was he bringing that up?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 05:39:48</strong>
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				<br>That caused a moment’s pause as the man straightened himself and fell into an awkward silence. He seemed to gather himself for a moment, look at the floor, then off to the side before looking up at the ceiling. After a moment he took a breath and inclined his head. “I see.” He said and when he did Ember started to calm. “May I-“<br><br>Before he could even finish what he was about to ask she took a step forward and placed a hand on his chest. “Be gone.” She whispered and he paled before suddenly vanishing. A cloud of dark sparkling dust falling to the ground before a strange wind picking it up and sweeping it out the door. Ember grew light headed for a moment and turned to go back towards the table. “Invoking a powerful ruler such as that? No wonder you stayed in that world for so long.” She reached for a water bottle while also putting out her smoke in an empty can. <br><br>Ember slipped&nbsp; into silence after that, unless Jessica had anything to say the room resumed with the sounds of workmen in the back, and the traffic outside. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 05:45:34</strong>
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				What happened next was strange.&nbsp; Just like her life.&nbsp; Just like Highness's existence.&nbsp; Just like Ember's personality.&nbsp; Highness seemed resigned to something, and then Ember had killed him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh my god!"&nbsp; Jessica screeches, clearly not exactly calm about what had taken place.&nbsp; "Did you just murder him?&nbsp; Jesus..Ember!"&nbsp; Running a hand through her hair, Jessica watches her friend down a bottle of water in disbelief.&nbsp; "I know I made him out as awful, but you <em>know</em> me.&nbsp; I over exaggerate - all the time!"&nbsp; There went the best sex of her life, disappeared into a puff of glitter.&nbsp; "I mean, I guess...thanks for not making a mess?"&nbsp; What the hell was she supposed to do in a situation like this.<br><br>"No.&nbsp; No thanks.&nbsp; Serious, serious overkill Ember.&nbsp; Highness was a manipulative bastard, but he didn't deserve <em>that</em>."&nbsp; She'd stopped thinking about the issue of her not owning the place, and Highness's focus on it.&nbsp; <br><br>Ember, in response, seemed to be completely at ease with the fact that she'd just murdered a man.&nbsp; She rolled her eyes at Jessica, mumbled something in Romanian, and grabbed a donut before strolling away; as though JESSICA was the one who was behaving ridiculously.&nbsp; <br><br>----<br><br>The next few days flashed by in a whirlwind. In that time Jessica was focused on three things.&nbsp; The grand opening, getting approval from the board to open their store, and the fact that she never went anywhere outside of the building anymore without spotting a spider somewhere around her.&nbsp; Bright side:&nbsp; She couldn't remember the last time she'd gotten a mosquito bite.&nbsp; <br><br>But they'd finally made it to the finish line.&nbsp; It was opening night at their little shop of wonders, and the creme da la creme of the fashion world had come out to see their triumph.&nbsp; Six foot tall models in teetering stiletto's wandered about in Jessica's creations, all while offering oderve's to the masses who'd been privileged enough to receive an invitation (both the fashion model waitress's and the VIP status of an invite had been Jessica's idea, she'd stopped consulting Ember after she realized how few shits the woman gave, and how in danger she was of pulling a muscle in her eyeballs (what with how often she rolled them)).&nbsp; <br><br>But it wasn't only the waitress's who wore the gowns.&nbsp; Other models stood on platforms showing off the ball gowns (far too extravagant to be worn while successfully serving cheeses).&nbsp; And the two business parters wore one of a kind creations curtesy of Jessica.&nbsp; Jessica wore a floor length red number that bunched at several places along the skirt, leaving the impression of a partially bloomed rose.&nbsp; She'd curled her hair and wore it up, creating quite the dramatic effect all around.&nbsp; She wore light makeup, but otherwise kept herself bare of jewelry or any other kind of accessory; emphasizing on the art piece that was her outfit.&nbsp; <br><br>The night was going amazingly, though she hardly had the time to enjoy it.&nbsp; Every two seconds she was posing for a picture, or answering a dozen questions by industry people.&nbsp; It was all going according to plan....so long as Ember didn't fuck things up with her attitude.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 06:25:15</strong>
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				<br>Ember tugged and slouched. Feeling rather uncomfortable. Yet she was able to keep the unfashionable moments out of sight. For as posh and outlandish as Jessica was, she also was not aware of how much money her own partner would make on this night as well. Of course, with such a party, and such a play set up. Ember was not foolish enough to fuck it up. At least not yet anyways.<br><br>Her stringy hair had been pulled up into a French twist and her makeup rather glamorous. Ember looked breathless, and for once vibrant. Of course the smile on her lips and stumble in her step was enough to give away that either she was really bad in heels? Or she had a drink or two. She had to give it to Jessica. Things were pretty nice, the world was vibrant once more and she herself never imagined she would be a part of something like this. <br><br>She did not expect the attention. Of course the tight black wrapped dress adoring her form left little to the imagination. She was glad Jessica remembered all the scares on her back, so the dress was designed to show off the goods without showing off the bads with it. <br><br>At one point Ember came up to Jessica and cupped her face, Kissing her excitedly before putting her arm around her shoulders and making a toast. Then wondered off once more to mingle and sell.<br><br>Now, before all of this had taken place, there was a moment that things had gotten confused. Some time before, when highness had visited Jessica had assumed he died. Yet, magic was not that straight forward. He was forced from the house, and since he had trespassed against invitation he hadn’t been able to get back in. let along able to see the very thing he wanted to see most. A human man may have taken the hint, but the Fea was far from it. he knew what he wanted, and he wanted this woman. He was not going to give up, and more often than not those who persisted, would win. <br><br>He missed the silks he often wore with their eastern designs. Yet, he could also respect the posh side of New York. In his time, he had learned much. Dressed in a black suit, with red vest and opened neck, he looked dashing. Half of his hair pulled back, leaving most of it down. The red and white locks hung in a curtain of silken luster. He wondered and mingled as well, watching his prey, and waiting for a moment to let her see him. Of course given their last encounter he may not wish to approach her in such a way. <br><br>So currently? He was socializing in a corner, speaking to some rather lovely woman, while holding wine in one hand. Oddly enough he wore glasses giving him a more intelligent look, setting off the style even more so. Most thought him a model as well. Highness dared to keep watch on the females, but at one point lost track of Jessica. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 06:39:07</strong>
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				Ember had either gotten drunk or done some drugs when she hadn't been looking, because there was no way Ember would have kissed her and raised a toast on her own free will. Or maybe the excitement of the evening really had gotten to her, either way Jessica was glad that her friend was enjoying herself.&nbsp; Just because this was business didn't mean this couldn't be fun as well after all.&nbsp; And Jessica was having <em>fun</em>.&nbsp; <br><br>She was in her element, walking the walk, and talking the talk.&nbsp; She air kissed, bragged, flattered, and talked shop with the best of them, it was as though there was magic in the air.&nbsp; Somehow she was always saying the right thing, and always bumping into just the right person at just the right time.&nbsp; The evening was barely half way over and they'd already had three major buyer's interested in her designs.&nbsp; Things were going just according to plan.<br><br>And then she saw him.&nbsp; The ghost of yesterday's past hobnobbing with some blond socialite.&nbsp; <br><br>For a moment the picture perfect image of Jessica' party cracks, and she stands there, frozen in place, insides turned hollow as she stares after the dead man who'd found a place at her party.&nbsp; Distantly, she hears the sound of shattering glass.&nbsp; Later she would realize that the sound had come when she'd dropped her champagne glass in shock.&nbsp; <br><br>She rushes towards them, a quick straight walk that involved virtually pushing people out of her way.&nbsp; She couldn't afford to walk around any of them, he could disappear if she lost sight of them.&nbsp; <br><br>And then he was standing before her, and an instant later she had her arms wrapped around him, her body tight against his.&nbsp; But for once it wasn't sexual in nature.&nbsp; "I thought-" her hands are shaking around his neck, "I thought you were dead."&nbsp; She doesn't look at him, couldn't look at him, but her entire body was quaking with the strength of her emotions in that moment.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 06:56:19</strong>
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				<br>Everything was so loud that the crash was lost in the voices, music and laughter. Highness smiled and spoke <br>well, his expression friendly and now and again his gaze would wonder. It would return quickly as he took interest in whatever the person he spoke to was talking about.&nbsp; <br><br>He felt it before he saw it, that warmth that swept over him. Slowly his gaze moved and when it did he saw Jessica again finally. Only this time she had seen him too. Her expression was what held him. A sort of joy and sadness. He had not expected such a thing. As she approached he nearly worried about her closing in on him, however when ended up happening was not something he would have expected.<br>&nbsp;<br>The scent of her washed over him, the nearness of her surrounded him and as she clung and shivered his own arms rose and wrapped around her frame. Nuzzling her neck and holding her in return. This was an embrace he had never felt from her before. She was happy to see him, it was not a game, or a challenge, it was not her demands of his actions. Or explanations. It was simply her whisper and her embrace. He smiled and held her closer.<br>&nbsp;<br>“I was cast out.” He purred. “I have missed you.” He told her honestly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 07:04:37</strong>
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				She hadn't realized how deeply she'd been grieving the loss of Highness until she saw him again.&nbsp; The spider's had been haunting her, and she assumed it was because they blamed her for their master's death.&nbsp; But other than that, she'd kept herself far too busy to think about Highness, or the loss of Highness.&nbsp; Now it all came tumbling out in one giant explosion of emotion, the sadness that she'd been bottling up inside, the relief that he was alive, the happiness that he'd returned to her.<br><br>She'd never enjoyed how overwhelming his presence was more than in this moment.&nbsp; She loved the way his warmth and scent seemed to envelop her in a tighter way than his physical embrace ever could.&nbsp; She wanted to stay like this, stay until she was completely certain that he was really here; alive and well.<br><br>As he speaks, she looks up at him, blue eyes full of unshed tears.&nbsp; "Cast out?&nbsp; I don't understand....Ember, she touched you-and you- and you-you turned into ash.&nbsp; I <em>saw</em> it."&nbsp; She was babbling now, at the edge of hysterics as her mind replays the event in her head.&nbsp; There was no question, she'd witnessed the end of Highness.&nbsp; Even while she spoke she never stopped touching him, though her hands did drift away from around his neck and instead found their place pressed against his chest.&nbsp; <br><br>Why hadn't he contacted her somehow?&nbsp; Let her know that he was alright?&nbsp; She knew Highness liked to weave in and out of her life, but this wasn't ok.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>12-01-2014, 18:13:09</strong>
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				<br>The look in her eyes, he frowned heavily and found himself rather at a loss when those unshed tears appeared. He cupped her face and as she babbled and squeaked her fears to him he leaned down and softly kissed her. “I did not know you worried in such a way.” He had tried to contact her, but having been cast out not even his spiders were allowed to really approach her. They could hover, observe, but nothing more. <br><br>Highness wanted to show her, wanted to drag her away from all of this noise so they could make plenty of their own. He pressed his brow to hers and whispered his request to her. “Is there a place we can go to be alone to talk?” His hands resting against her lower back he lightly rubbed his cheek against her own. The feeling of her soft skin caused him to shiver. Hands moving down a bit more, but he forced himself to stop and brought them to rest on her hips instead of on her ass were they originally wanted to go.&nbsp; <br><br>Looking into her eyes he gave her a slow wanting smile. “I will tell you more.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>12-01-2014, 21:31:38</strong>
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				His kiss nourished her, providing something to the addiction that hadn't been fed in far too long.&nbsp; But it was more than just that, it was also the assurance that he was here, that he was alive, that it was all real again.&nbsp; When he claims ignorance to her worries she shakes her head, "Jesus Highness, I know I can be a little bitchy sometimes but-god, I'm a human being.&nbsp; Of course I was worried about you."&nbsp; She knew their relationship was fucked up, but he couldn't have expected her to go on living like nothing had happened.&nbsp; She'd been <em>trying</em> to do that...but she'd been lying to herself, keeping herself busy so she wouldn't have to think about anything.&nbsp; <br><br>She closes her eyes as he presses his forehead to her own, amazed at how quickly he was able to lift the weight on her shoulder's she hadn't even known she'd been carrying.&nbsp; She gave the smallest of nods as his cheek rubs against her's and his hand finds its way to her back.&nbsp; "Follow me."&nbsp; <br><br>He was finally agreeing to be open with her, to tell her more, hopefully tell her everything.&nbsp; How could she say no to that?&nbsp; Taking him by the hand, she lead him out of the party-out of <em>her</em> party, in the same way she'd wandered through the woods the first time she'd made the decision to hunt him down.&nbsp; She had them push past the party goers like they were little more than bushes and branches which got in the way. <br><br>She didn't worry that Ember might see, might try and cast Highness out a second time, because she was too busy focusing on the fact that Highness was back.&nbsp; She led him into the back room, where the remnants and scraps of fabric that were the remnants of finished dresses and shirts filled the room, and half finished outfits and designs were equally scattered about the area.&nbsp; She knew no one would come here, and while the thrum and chatter of the party was still audible, it was the closest thing to privacy they'd be able to get on such short notice.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>13-01-2014, 14:36:00</strong>
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				<br>As soon as the door closed with its soft click he was on her. When she turned to face him he lifted her body and pinned it against the very door she just closed. His hands on her ass to keep her steady, and legs wrapped around him. His arms enfolding around her, and offering a warmth that no alcohol could provide. Her scent, the taste of her skin, all of it had been starved for over the last few weeks and he was far from ashamed to show it. oh how it felt to watch and never touch. Being held at a distance from the thing you wanted most only made that want stronger. Now that he had her he was almost willing to commit any sin to make sure it didn’t happen again. <br><br>Becoming territorial in a more animal like way. His kisses greedy and needing her. His hands moving over any place that they dared to go. He kissed along her neck, her shoulders, down her chest before coming back up to consume her mouth once more. He knew they were supposed to talk, but words could not fit this burning. She was so wrapped up in her own worries of what she would be to him, that she never considered that perhaps he was just as addicted to her. Obsession and love come very close, the fine line between the two only really counts for a single thing. If the feeling is returned it is called love. However, if only 1 member of the party became enthralled while the other remained at a distance then it turned into obsession. Of course in the human world such a word as obsession was considered bad. For a human? In many ways it was. <br><br>“You look delicious. I have craved you. The knots in my stomach seem endless.” He spoke so unlike anyone in this world. He was nearly shaking with excitement. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>13-01-2014, 20:56:26</strong>
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				She was incredibly happy that she'd designed a center slit into her rose dress, otherwise it might have ripped when he had her up against the door, her legs around his waist.&nbsp; It wouldn't have mattered, she would have wound up in that position either way, but it was still a good thing that her dress was so accessible.&nbsp; Mind you, it still wasn't exactly an <em>easy</em> to fuck in dress, so they'd need to get her out of it sooner rather than later, she didn't want it to rip.&nbsp; <br><br>Never for a moment was not fucking Highness an option.&nbsp; She needed him, craved him, was starved of him.&nbsp; So she drank in his kisses even as they grew harsher and more possessive, clutched and scratched at his skin that might have bruised him if he'd been a normal man, and in fact did do a little bit of damage to the suit he'd worn.&nbsp; In one quick motion, she tore off his glasses and threw them away from the pair.&nbsp; "I need you." She whispers into his mouth while she tightens her legs around him, needing to feel his cock pressed against her core; hating the fabric that got in the way.&nbsp; <br><br>"No one talks like you do." She runs her hands through his hair, confident that he'd be able to hold her weight without her needing to cling to him.&nbsp; She'd thought similar things about his behavior before now, about how unnatural it was, but she'd never actually told him so.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>13-01-2014, 21:38:37</strong>
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				It was more than want? Powerful word need came into play and the feeling was mutual. He chuckled when his glasses went flying. He wanted to rip her dress, but since she would likely need to return to her own party he had to remind himself that this was not a Fea world. He kissed her again and pulled back, letting her feet come down and rest on the ground. He slowed himself greatly and dropped down. His hands moving under the fabrics of her dress and looking for the hook. He found the hidden ones, and they came free, believe it or not, the hidden ones he could find. The obvious ones? Not so much. Go figure.<br><br>After struggling, arguing, and finally going frustrated enough to let her help him he got her free from her clothing and gave as mall whoop of joy from it. Exposed, and free once more with his hands he was on her again. Traveling over her body and exploring all he could in the short time he could do it. “Ask it of me, what do you wish?” He was rather submissive for a moment, staring up at her from the ground kneeling like a prince before her. He normally did whatever he pleased, and currently if he had his way he would use the fabrics in the room and string her up like some beautiful bound BDSM Queen. <br><br>Why she kept coming back to this place and casting him away he would never understand. Now though as she looked at him he hoped she got it. “Tell me what you need. How you need it.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>13-01-2014, 21:55:03</strong>
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				Getting his clothes off was easy.&nbsp; Men's clothes were always easy, and required far less effort than a woman's.&nbsp; Her outfit nearly managed to ruin the mood, as they bickered about the proper way to unhook the top portion of her dress.&nbsp; An argument that she should have <em>automatically</em> won considering the fact that SHE HAD DESIGNED THE GOD DAMNED THING.&nbsp; But in the end the dress was off and unsullied, and that was all that counted.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wore no bra underneath her dress, and her nipples immediately hardened in respond to his gaze and quick cheer.&nbsp; <br><br>She started going about her usual moaning and groaning, when Highness decided to surprise her.&nbsp; Pausing in his continued exploration of her body, he asks her for what her wants were.&nbsp; This was the second time he'd ever done something like this, the first obviously being when he'd asked permission to fuck her for the first time, but that was different.&nbsp; Then it had been a warning, a last chance for her to escape.&nbsp; This time....this time felt special.&nbsp; <br><br>"Highness..." she murmurs, her hands reaching out to cradle his face for a moment of affection.&nbsp; "Lay down for me..." Assuming he does so, she straddles herself on top of him, her core pressed against his cock, but not yet allowing him inside.&nbsp; <br><br>She starts by kissing him, gently playing with his tongue and nibbling at his lips, she'd pause for a moment before going about and doing the same with his ears, and his chest.&nbsp; "I missed you." It was a moment of sincerity that was foreign to their relationship.&nbsp; Honest words said in a rare moment of affection, with no second meaning or sultry intent hidden behind them.&nbsp; She placed a hand on the side of his face, and placed a rather chaste (for them) kiss on his mouth.&nbsp; And then the moment passed.&nbsp; Licking and nipping here and there, her hands all the while playing and massaging whatever skin they landed on.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>13-01-2014, 22:27:57</strong>
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				<br>The world moved into slow motion when she told him to lay down. He had half expected her to walk out of the room and leave him there bare on the floor. Of course she did no such thing, she did not torment them both with such an action.&nbsp; Yet when her hands cupped his face he stilled and looked up into her own eyes. When she moved over him he shivered and his hands rested against her thighs. The touch hot. He met her kisses with his own passion, his hands moving over her skin and touching her. The fact that she was so close and yet not completely locked with him was horrible and yet he loved it. So hard and twitching against her. Already a warm sweet clear glaze dripping from his own painfully throbbing shaft.<br><br>There was a single moment however that made his world echo and thrum. A kiss, and a few set of words. It made his own chest grow very tight and his hand moved up to the back of her head to cup her closer. He didn’t want to wait any longer. Yet he didn’t want to rush her either. Slowly he sat up, not to far, but enough to find her mouth again as he kissed her. His body trembling, his hands gripping her hips. “Let me be inside of you.” He begged her softly. Licking along her neck, one hand moving up to cup her breast and give it a squeeze.<br>&nbsp;<br>“I do not think we can last as long as last time however” He told her as the noises from the other room said it all. Granted no more speeches would be made in this moment, also did not want to give her back but he did know one thing. “I won’t be leaving you again by my own choice.” As if any of the other times had been by his choice. Here she found a male who wanted to be around her, who did not avoid her calls, and did not tell her he did not have time. He also had been forced a distance from her to give her time to figure out what she wanted. From the way she was touching, kissing and just loving on him he had a feeling not even Ember could cast him out again. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>13-01-2014, 22:50:24</strong>
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				He begged her in a fashion that was similar to how she usually responded to him. Begging for more when he would relentlessly tease her at the edge of an orgasm.&nbsp; She could see why he did it.&nbsp; There was something incredibly addicting about knowing that you had the control, you had the power to give or take away pleasure as you saw fit.&nbsp; Especially when the person doing the begging was so temptingly beautiful.&nbsp; <br><br>A husky chuckle escaped from her lips as he referenced the short time frame that they had.&nbsp; He was right about that.&nbsp; Fucking in the back room of her dress shop while a party was taking place in the store front was more than a little different than fucking in the indoor garden of his palace.&nbsp; There was less control to be had here, a larger risk of someone interrupting them at an inopportune moment and ruining all their fun.&nbsp; But in an odd way, that kind of made everything hotter.&nbsp; The very thought had her smiling rather wickedly down at her faery lover, while grinding her wet core against his eagerly waiting cock.&nbsp; <br><br>"Good to know." With one quick motion, she pushes herself down on his cock, filling her insides with him until she couldn't tell the difference from where she started and he began.&nbsp; Obsession was funny.&nbsp; Highness had been accused of being obsessed with her because he'd chased her, tormented her, teased her, and desired her.&nbsp; She'd been accused of being the victim because she'd been tormented, tasted, desired, and had responded by running away.&nbsp; But what people were forgetting was that obsession wasn't just about action.&nbsp; It was also about thought.&nbsp; <br><br>Jessica dreamed of Highness.&nbsp; Every night since they'd first met, she'd dreamed of him.&nbsp; He was constantly inside her brain, inside her blood.&nbsp; Everything reminded her of him, and he came out in the oddest places.&nbsp; Half of her designs had been inspired from him.&nbsp; If Highness had done nothing, had simply abandoned her after that first night...he wouldn't be the one accused of being obsessed.&nbsp; She would be.&nbsp; But a human's obsession and emotion paled in comparison to the enormity of the fae's, so her obsession had been invisible when forced to stand next to his own.&nbsp; Yet clearly it was there.&nbsp; A woman abandoning her night of glory, to fuck a man she'd known for only a few weeks was a woman lost.<br><br>And Jessica was lost.&nbsp; To the obsession, to the pleasure...<br><br>To Highness.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>25-01-2014, 15:42:05</strong>
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				<br>Highness would have liked to say he had been prepared for her, but he wasn’t. The tightness of her insides as they suddenly clamped and slammed down onto him was both startling and exciting. He gasp out and gripped her hips as he lifted his head slightly off of the ground. Long hair spread out in tiny rivers of red and white. Powerful legs bending a bit. He planted his feet and lifted his lips. This action causing her to lift off of the ground just a little bit too. Driving him deeper then he already was. Adding in that last bit of pressure between them. He let out a shaky moan as his hands started to travel along her body.<br><br>The spider king loved everything about this moment. Nails dragging along her flesh, his breathing coming out harsh and winded. Just as she let herself be lost to him, he let himself easily be lost to the wonderful sensations of her body. <br><br>Those powerful hands left no trace of her skin untouched. His eyes locking on hers would shift in color and she would see them turn into their natural ruby red from before. She knew he used Glamour to make himself appear more human. The things she did would sometimes distract him and cause parts of it to melt away. Not that he was worried; he still looked mostly human without the magic. At the same time it could be rather startling to someone who did not know he was fea. <br><br>No longer content on her own movements the Fea himself had been starved for her. Sitting up slightly he wrapped his arms around her and started to move them both a bit more roughly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>25-01-2014, 20:46:24</strong>
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				God, she'd missed this.&nbsp; The feel of him inside of her, filling her, it was everything to her.&nbsp; The idea of doing a dozen of small teasing partial entries was unbearable, so she hadn't bothered.&nbsp; She'd consumed him in one go, and was delighting in the experience now.&nbsp; He fit, he did more than fit, and when he jerked his hits up and managed to force his cock into an even more delightful position she could do little more than shout out in delight.&nbsp; <br><br>Riding on top of him as his fingers dig into her flesh, Jessica let's out a husky moan.&nbsp; Only Highness knew how to criss cross over the line of pleasure and pain, drawing out a whirlwind of new experiences.&nbsp; He left marks on her body, and she ached for more, ached for the ability to do the same to him.&nbsp; Her own, all too human fingers grip his shoulders as she continues pushing herself up and down his cock, trying to return that painful pleasure that he was able to give her.&nbsp; <br><br>A smile found it's way to her face as she see's his eyes change, and a strange sense of victory washes over her.&nbsp; She was making him lose control, she could do that to him.&nbsp; Green, violet, red.&nbsp; So many eye colors, all told her something different.&nbsp; Right now, it was telling her that what she was doing was working.&nbsp; Then he was sitting up, and helping her push down harder and faster onto him, and all thought disappeared.&nbsp; A hand abandons his shoulder, and finds it's way to the side of his jaw instead, immediately pulling him into a passionate liplock while they continue fucking.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>04-02-2014, 02:23:59</strong>
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				There was no letting up either, there was however, hands, gripping, scratching. Teeth that nipped and bit. Hair that was pulled, tugged or held fast. Highness was a rough lover, a demanding one at that, and he would constantly demand her body for more. More juices, more sweat, more moans, more everything. Spill it out over his cock, and he was forever enslaved to her. He kept up his powerful pace until it was nearly to much.<br><br>He never wished to cum quickly, so used to being able to take his time. Yet the excitement in this moment, the feeling of her giving herself entirely over to him was to much. He kept going until he knew she had gotten off, kept going until his world saw stars and his cock thickened inside of her. It swelled, and then spilled deep inside. The gush of it was hot, and she could feel it splash against her inner walls. Yet he kept going until he knew she was finished. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>04-02-2014, 05:09:08</strong>
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				There would be no hiding what he had done to her.&nbsp; His mark was on her body, all over her body. Scratches, teeth marks, the lot of it coated her skin in a delicious kind of temporary branding.&nbsp; She yearned for the pain he gave her almost as much as she yearned for the pleasure.&nbsp; It was all one luscious, delicious blur.&nbsp; It didn't matter which was which, so long as she had more.&nbsp; She wanted him, needed him, to fill her, complete her, consume her.&nbsp; She cried out, in pain and in pleasure, as he pounded harder and harder inside of her; loving every second of it.&nbsp; <br><br>As he came inside of her, her fingers dug into his flesh, her teeth pressing down on his lower lip, loving the coppery taste that was added in the aftermath of the action.&nbsp; He filled her, and she loved him for it.&nbsp; That would be the first time.&nbsp; The first time even an ounce of Jessica considered Highness with thoughts of love.&nbsp; It would not be her last.&nbsp; &nbsp;But it would be the first forgotten.&nbsp; She would not remember she'd thought such a thing an hour from now, and Highness would never know.&nbsp; <br><br>She came after him, as much due to shock as it was to pleasure; surprised to feel him still pounding away at her even after he came, his cock forcing his juices even further inside of her.&nbsp; Her orgasm washed over her in a sudden explosion, and her face turned flush.&nbsp; "Oh Highness..." She breathes out like a prayer.&nbsp; "Oh Highness..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>04-03-2014, 02:33:55</strong>
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				He kept going as she came, and found himself emptying out into her once again. Not nearly as much, this one less of a shot, but just as exciting as the first. His sensitive body thrown into overdrive with its sensations washing over it. Spent, he collapse. <br><br>Not to long from that moment, they would find themselves piled up in cloth and clothing. He held her softly, kissing her, his hand exploring her, while the other cradled her close to him. His chest no longer heaving for air. Green eyes returning to their normal hue, or their hidden hue. He smiled as he closed them and kissed her brow yet again. His own long hair spread out around their forms. The ends flicking now and again like a lazy cats. He smiled as he held her and whispered to her softly. "We should get back to the party." he told her before chuckling. "Before they come looking for you." Watching her for a moment or so he finally started to shift and move. Having made love to her for hours on end before it seemed silly to imagine that they had spent eachother in these few moments they stole. He felt blissful and fulfilled however. It was different from their normal sexual adventures... somehow, more intimate. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>02-04-2014, 23:56:04</strong>
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				Compared to their usual foray into physical pleasures, this was little more than a sample.&nbsp; But she felt incredibly satisfied, and clearly he did as well.&nbsp; The ache inside of her, that addiction for fae flesh that he'd bestowed upon her, was once again fed, as was her own emotional need for proof of Highness's continued heartbeat.&nbsp; <br><br>Even now, as he cradled her to him, she rested her head on his chest, listening to the sound of it's beat, comforted in knowing that he had not been killed by her roommate.&nbsp; "The party..." She murmurs lazily, first confused, him having fucked her brains out, then realization hits her and she sits up, out of his warm embrace.&nbsp; "Damnit! Fucking around at my own event--so unprofessional--" She grumbles to herself as she rises to her feet, pulling on the dress that Highness had so kindly not torn apart in the beginning of their little reunion.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Help me with the clasp in the back." She instructs, glancing back at him, her dark tresses tossed over one shoulder, leaving her back bare.<br><br>The sincerity of the earlier moment might have passed, but that didn't mean Jessica had forgotten it.&nbsp; She supposed that she'd be up for dating Highness.&nbsp; He was insufferable, but he was gorgeous, the best fuck she'd ever had, and she couldn't lie about caring about him.&nbsp; So she'd be willing to try out a, 'relationship' with the faery king.&nbsp; Jessica had none of the thoughts on forever that Highness did, but this was because she was a <em>normal person</em>.<br><br>"You owe me answers."&nbsp; She snaps at him, thinking on how he'd promised to explain 'everything' to her.&nbsp; "But first we need to find Ember and make sure she doesn't poof you out of existence for another week and a half."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tiginny</strong> on <strong>27-07-2014, 01:47:35</strong>
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				<br>Highness moved closer, pressed his slender fingers to the clasp and decided he was not entirely done yet. “Wait.” He purred in her ear as he lifted her, face pressing to the door. Reaching over he made sure it was locked. “I want more. I want to fill all of you.” He said as he pressed himself against her rump. Her dress soon pulled away and letting her feel his own desire. “I thought myself spent, but, I simply need more.” He kissed her neck. His arm coming around the front of her to embrace her a bit, but also lightly clasp around her neck. He shifted and wiggled himself against her backside and smiled feeling she was still wet between her thighs. He steadied himself and reached his other hand down the front of her. Caressing and moaning he was right, she was soaking. That likely meant when she came, it made other places wet to. Sure enough as he teased her sex with his cock from behind, he felt the warmth of her other little taboo hole wet from her juices too.<br>&nbsp;<br>“Perfect.” He purred as he prodded and pressed. Lightly teasing her delicate backside and shifting around. Barely pressing in and out, not even doing more but teasing the tip against her. Letting her move as well a bit. He let his fingers curl inside of her. His hand around her neck spreading and teasing her jaw line. He would pull his head away from her neck now and again to look down and watch her form twitch. “Does it feel good?” He asked before pressing a bit harder. The bite of pain there for a brief moment before he pulled back. He held her if she grew weak at all, but also cradled himself. Somehow he was able to move his cock a bit more masterfully than a human mans. Likely due to what he actually was. As if a set of fingers it seemed able to follow her movements. “Your mine.” He whispered and then finally, slowly, and also powerfully thrust his hips upword and inside of her. His hand clasping over her mouth to keep her from making to loud a noise and her body slightly lifted a bit as he started to grind his hips and drive into her. “Your party will have to wait… a moment longer.” He said with a sudden growl. Taking her suddenly at his own will, with all that passion and also pent up desire. It wouldn’t last to long, however, he was relentless in the time it did. Pinning her and forcing her, all the while claiming her as his in her ear in whispers and forcing her cries to catch in her throat with his hand over her mouth.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;* * * * * * * * * *<br>About a week later Highness would show up now and again to visit. Ember herself would remain quiet about her feelings ni the matter. She was not a fan of it, and was not certain of Highness and his intentions. But she was not one to be a hero either. If Jessica thought of this as a game let her. She had no idea what was going on and Ember was not going to warn her any more. She had told the young woman what it meant to love a fea and be its obsession. Jessica treated it like something so simple because she still treated it human. Unaware of the damage it caused in her long term ideas of dating. She had yet to even ask Highness the questions she desired. Only letting him paw her and love her every change he got. He did indeed court her and was a charming sort. Sending flowers to her, and showing up now and again with small trinkets for gifts. He would make his way into her room, her bed, or any other place he could capture Jessica. Be it in a public restroom or out in a park some place. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No good deed (Sephora +tiginny)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sephora</strong> on <strong>27-07-2014, 04:28:26</strong>
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				She really should have known better than to trust Highness.&nbsp; She turned her back on him, asked him with some help with her clasp, and he responded in a way that was perfectly in tune with what she knew of his personality.&nbsp; Pressed against the door, the sound of party goers chatting and mingling audible through the wood, Jessica let's out a gasp as her dress is tugged down.&nbsp; An instant after they'd fucked, and he was already ready for more.&nbsp; An instant after they'd fucked, and so was she.&nbsp; This was hardly the quick, intimate moment that had just taken place.&nbsp; This was all pleasure, and it was all him.&nbsp; <br><br>Arching her back as she feels his cock against her backside and his hand finding it's way to her pussy, Jessica presses her own hands against the door.&nbsp; She was soaking for him. This was caused both by the juices from what they'd just done, and her wetness from what they were about to do.&nbsp; He teased her, tormented her by barely forcing himself inside of her ass, and then demanded a response from her.&nbsp; "More..." she moans out, the pain mixing with the pleasure in a way that only Highness knew how to combine.&nbsp; <br><br>He claimed her as his own, controlled what her body was able to do.&nbsp; He silenced her cries as he covers her mouth with his hand.&nbsp; He kept her from moving as he pressed his body tightly against hers, forcing her against the door.&nbsp; He left her with nothing but pleasure as he thrust himself in and out of her ass.&nbsp; Just a few minutes ago she'd been in control.&nbsp; She had been the one to manage the speed of their thrusts as she'd sat on top of him.&nbsp; They'd been each other's, and control was a combined effort.&nbsp; This was different.&nbsp; He whispered it in her ear, but he didn't' have to.&nbsp; In this moment, she belonged to him. <br><br>She loved every second of it.<br><br>---<br><br>A week later, and Jessica couldn't help but feel as though her life was perfect.&nbsp; Even with the slight...distraction, at the party; it was an overall success.&nbsp; The small boutique had opened with not a small amount of acclaim, and Jessica's fashion's were selling.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was unlikely that either she or Ember would turn into a millionaire with this little venture, but if things kept up at the rate they were going then they'd have a successful business on their hands.&nbsp; <br><br>As for her and Highness...that was going rather well too.&nbsp; They had 'christened' just about every spot in her and Ember's apartment.&nbsp; As well as quite a few locations outside of said apartment.&nbsp; The park...the coffee shop bathroom, a night club, and one rather exciting moment under a table at a restaurant.&nbsp; Really, the only place they hadn't had sex was back in Highness's castle.&nbsp; Jessica refused to go back to that other world, still slightly nursing the wound of missing two months out of her life thanks to one intense sex session.&nbsp; <br><br>She wouldn't really call what they had a relationship.&nbsp; Highness had been granted entry into their apartment and now came and went like the tide.&nbsp; So she supposed you could call them fuck-buddies more than anything else.&nbsp; Jessica was having fun.&nbsp; She wasn't treating the situation she was in seriously enough, that much was obvious to any who cared to notice.&nbsp; Highness was feeding her addiction, so she didn't need to worry about any faery cum cravings.&nbsp; Every once in awhile she'd catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and be surprised by the strange kind of brightness that showed in her eyes.&nbsp; She'd tried asking Ember if she thought something was different, and Ember had looked at her like she'd just asked if it was dangerous to eat nuclear waste.&nbsp; <br><br>It didn't bother her enough to make her worry.&nbsp; As far as she was concerned danger was back to being something that happened to other people, and when Highness got all possessive and called her his, it was just a way to make sex a bit kinkier.&nbsp; <br><br>Everything was great.&nbsp; <br><br>Currently, Jessica was humming to herself rather happily.&nbsp; She'd just finished a shopping trip, and was currently determining which new outfit went best with Highness's latest gift.&nbsp; The necklace was a pretty shiny silver, but she wasn't sure if it went better with the lacy black top, or the dark green dress.&nbsp; &nbsp;She'd tried to ask Ember for her opinion, but then remembered that Ember's style and hers weren't exactly compatible.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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