Scales of Manipulation (Eros & Michi)
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				Title: <strong>Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>08-12-2012, 23:18:21</strong>
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				It was a rare point in history when there were no wars going on, when crime was at a low, and the people were generally happy. Business went on as usual and smoothly. No one really had any complaints about anyone these days. Except for one. The prince. He was rather high and mighty for all the wrong reasons. He liked to wander around the main city and just take what he wanted. No one stopped him, of course. Who would they complain to? The guards? He paid them. The king? He turned a blind eye to his son's actions, literally, a blind eye. The man was completely blind. So long as his son wasn't killing people, he tended to just let things go. Over the years, this had spoiled his son greatly. <br><br>The prince was a handsome young Naga. Cream white scales started at the base of his skull and extended down his spine, growing wider till the reached his slender hips. From there, they wrapped around his body and covered his tail. Down the front from his hips were large, triangular scales the color of pearls. Every scale was shiny and in perfect condition. Not a marred one on his body, always as if he'd just shed hours ago. Beautiful, salmon colored diamonds laced along his tail, back, and upper arms. Blood red hair hung mid way down his back. It was soft and shiny. It framed the soft slope of his face and made the honey color of his eyes stand out wonderfully. <br><br>Currently, the prince was lounging in his sun room. He was laid out over a large, blue pillow. The tip of his tail flicked back and forth lazily as his head was dropped back. The sun shone down on him, covering him in warmth. Around this time of day, a lot of people in the city would be doing the same thing. Laying out on their porches, by the water, and even along the streets. It was a calm time of day.<br><br>While most of the city was resting peacefully in the sun's rays, the prince was still overly demanding. He called one of his guards in, "Yes, Prince Ormr?"<br><br>"I'm bored," he said with a smooth voice, "I would like to be entertained. There must be someone new around here," servants were always coming and going, mostly due to the prince's high demands. So Ormr was positive there had to be someone new to come in and bring him out of his dull mood. If not, it would be the city dwellers that would suffer when he went down there to find entertainment. He didn't care what the person did. Whether they simply came in to be ordered around or to make him laugh. He just needed someone.<br><br>Generally, most avoided being caught by the Prince's guard for this sort of activity. Sometimes the Prince got out of control and no one liked suffering through that. It was even common practice to not warn the new servants. As mean as that was, that spared them from being the ones grabbed, "As you wish, my Prince," with that, the guard slithered out to find someone for the prince.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 15:29:55</strong>
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				Indra was but one of many new servants frequently drafted into the royal palace to satisfy the prince's boredom. He knew nothing of the somewhat questionable appetites the spoilt male possessed however, nor the fact that he was selected because of his unique and exotic appearance. Dark skin was a rarity - something usually not seen in general society and often he received curious - often longing - stares from those he passed. His skin was coloured a deep bronze as if to compliment the golden strands of hair that drifted about his shoulders, but his personal favourite bit of himself was his tail.<br><br>Elegant patterns of gold weaved through black scales that glittered in the light of the midday sun and his slender fingers carefully traced one of the waved patterns with a soft smile at their smoothness. He'd recently shed, leaving the pure and perfect scales in the wake of the old and he felt like he was a good addition to the royal palace - everything had to look just-so for the family after all.<br><br>Whereas the prince was able to lounge freely however, Indra was not so lucky. There was always work to be done in the palace and it was his duty to tend to the many plants and trees that made up the vast gardens. His tail curled uo neatly beneath himself as he delicately preened and cut back the dead leaves of a large tree, sighing quietly and glancing back towards the large sunning stones with some measure of longing. Not for another hour... it would go slowly.<br><br>It was then that a voice called out his name and he blinked slowly, yellow eyes sliding towards the guard to approached and gestures for him to follow. "You, Indra. His Majesty desires entertainment. Come." Indra blinked. He hardly knew anything about entertaining and he parted his lips as if to speak, but the guard had already gripped his upper arm and moved to lead him away. The servant frowned to himself and lowered his gaze anxiously, gracefully moving across the floor where he was taken to the royal suite and pushed towards the door.<br><br>Nervously, a hand rose to knock and Indra glanced into the room, sliding slowly through the gap he'd made. "Prince...? I... was told you desired... entertainment...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>09-12-2012, 16:33:13</strong>
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				Ormr flicked his hair over his shoulder as he waited for the servant to show up. He really hoped it wasn't the same one as last time. That girl had been ridiculous. All he had done was stroke her tail a little bit and nibble on her neck and she had the audacity to think they were going to be married! He liked to flirt and play around. That girl had been far to willing and easy to fool around with. He liked a bit of challenge in it. Ormr liked to seduce and play. He didn't like when they just caved in and did what he wanted. There had to be a bit of fight in it. Not physical, fist fighting, but some kind of resistance. Ormr wanted to feel like he'd conquered something when he fooled around.<br><br>When he heard the door opening, he perked up a bit. His tail curling up some to help prop him up on the pillow some more. Very rarely was he immediately pleased with someone, but this one that came in caught his interest instantly. A forked tongue clicked against his teeth as he looked the dark scaled servant over. The coloring of the other was exquisite. <br><br>The Prince had seen dark skinned Nagas before, but they were usually from the swamps and wastelands. It was very strange to see one so slender, smooth, clean, and sound so nervous in the city. Ormr wondered if there was some Swamp Snake in this one's bloodline somewhere. There had to be.<br><br>"Yes. I'm very bored. I need someone to entertain me and talk to me," he ordered, "Come over here," his body moved to make plenty of room on the large pillow for the other to settle. The blue pillow wasn't filled with soft stuffing, instead it was filled with thousands of tiny, smooth stones. It conformed to his body and the stone retained warmth for several hours after sundown. Not many people could afford these sorts of sunning pillows, "Tell me your name. What you do here in the palace. How long you've been here," because he was sure even he would have noticed a gem like this slithering around before, "How you came to work at the palace. Everything about you," he liked to get to know his potential targets. Ormr could go after someone based simply on appearances, but he'd learned his lesson with that. That's how he ended with with young women and men crying outside his doors to be with him. It was best to go a little slow sometimes and learn a bit about them first. If they seemed the needy, clingy type, then it was better to just toss them out right away.<br><br>"I love to hear about people's lives," he said with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>10-12-2012, 01:00:15</strong>
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				&nbsp;He had never seen the prince so close-up before; the most he'd glimpsed was before his reentry employ into the household, watching from behind he curtain of his family's store with a sense of wonder at the male who seemed so very perfect. He wasn't so naive now however, having heard stories of how Ormr had dismissed servants after deciding they were too boring, or else being generally spoilt and overly demanding... It made him nervous to he the one chosen - his family rather depended on the limited funds he received in work. He couldn't afford to be dismissed.<br><br>"Ah... Yes, Your Highness." Indra said softly, his slender tail elegantly moving him forward across the floor towards the large cushion he was summoned towards. His fingers nervously entwined together repeatedly and as he reached the cushion he sighed softly at the heat lingering in the stones, curling his dark tail neatly beneath himself before lowering his torso to keep himself beneath Ormr's height. It was only respectful. "My name is... Indra Rakasha, I tend the gardens; preening the plants, though... I've only been here the past two weeks.."<br><br>He lowered golden eyes to his nails that were neatly cut - delicate as the rest of himself - before continuing. "I was approached by a guard, Highness... I was offered a position as a servant and I was honoured to accept..." Indra showed his head deeply, closing his eyes. "It is a privilege to serve your house, Highness..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>10-12-2012, 02:28:33</strong>
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				"Indra..." the name rolled off his tongue in a lovely way, "Indra Rakasha. That's beautiful," and he had a passion for beautiful things. He liked to keep them close and for himself. He was spoiled and selfish. The idea of sharing was lost on him and the idea that other nagas weren't his personal possessions was too. Ormr took what he wanted and tossed it away when it lost his interest, "I love beautiful names. So much more fun to say. Makes me want to talk to those people more," yes, he was that shallow and not ashamed of it. <br><br>And the other was a gardener snake as well! Ormr liked the idea of playing around with the gardeners. They always smelled like the Earth and plants. It gave them a more exotic feel when he thought about it, "So you're the reason the flowers look so wonderful lately. The last one to tend to the gardens did such a horrible job," which wasn't really true. The previous Garden Snake had done a wonderful job till Ormr took interest in him. Once the Prince had his shiny tail wrapped around the previous gardener, he'd occupied the Prince's attention almost constantly, leaving his work to suffer. The other male had lost his job because he wanted to go back to doing it and the Prince got upset at the lack of attention. Ormr was strange. He would do anything possible to gain the attention he wanted, but once he got it and the other tried to leave, he was fine with them leaving.<br><br>He liked the Indra kept himself a bit lower. It was nice when someone knew their place, "Please, call me Prince Ormr. That whole 'Highness' stuff is for the guards. I really do hate it. I have a name, after all," he smiled softly as he let his tail roll out across the other's waist as if it were completely normal for him to do so, "Tell me more about yourself, Indra. What is your family like? Are they all dark scaled like you? Or are you just unique? I want to know everything about you, Indra," he smiled again as he flicked the tip of his tail up to stroke playfully along Indra's arm. It was obvious the Prince wasn't shy about being friendly.<br><br>"I would love nothing more than to spend the afternoon listening to you talk, Indra. You have such a lovely voice."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>10-12-2012, 17:02:48</strong>
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				A faint blush stained bronze cheeks as the name was complimented, leading Indra to lightly bow his head with a small smile of embarrassment. He'd never considered his name anything special, but he knew better than to speak against the prince's opinion. "Thank you.... I'm glad you like it..." He sighed inwardly at the idea that a simple name had anything to do with a person's talent for conversation - he wasn't the most talkative of Naga, but it seemed Ormr wanted him to be... So he would have to try and oblige.<br><br>"Oh, I'm sure the flowers don't need much help to look beautiful... I don't do much really..." He scolded himself the moment the words had passed between his lips. Telling the prince his job was hardly needed wasn't a goodttactic if he wanted to keep it. "B-But I do try to keep everything in order - some of the more delicate ones can be tricky..." He cleared his throat softly, his tail shifting somewhat uncomfortably upon the cushion. He could feel rather wonderful with the heat sinking into his scales, but he was nervous, and only wanted to get back into the gardens.<br><br>Indra blinked quickly as he felt the tip of the pearly tail brush across his waist, slender muscles tensing in reaction as he shifted back ever so slightly. It seemed an intimate gesture considering their positions, but he didn't mention it as Ormr continued to speak. "Y-Yes, Prince Ormr... I'm sorry, ah... My father is dark scaled also... He came from the swamps with a trading group years ago and settled upon meeting mother..." He trailedoff, wwatching with that returned blush upon his cheeks as the tail flicked over his arm, lifting both to wrap self-consciously around his torso.<br><br>"I-I am unsure what else to tell you, Prince... I am... most likely quite boring compared to you..." He laughed nervously, an anxious smile playing about his lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 15:14:48</strong>
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				Ormr wouldn't deny that he enjoyed it when they were all nervous and scared. It was cute. Very few knew how to react when someone like him started getting touchy-feely. They were all too scared that they might get in trouble or something like that. He especially liked it when they tried to hide themselves or discreetly reposition. He just thought it was cute and he liked cute. Indra was exotic and beautiful, yet so shy and nervous. He wasn't sure what about the dark scaled male he liked more. The Prince decided that Indra was going to be his new focus of interest.<br><br>"The swamp snakes are an interesting people, but it's wonderful that he met your mother and chose to be with his love rather than his people. I've heard they are fiercely loyal to their tribes and will even kill those who try to leave them. I'm glad your father was able to find happiness and safety here in the city," the Prince had only ever met the swamp Nagas once. The group had come to the palace to trade with the royal family. There had been a lovely female in their group that the Prince had tried to convince back into his den, but she hadn't submitted to him in the least bit. She wouldn't even look at him. While he'd been upset with that, he simply told himself that she was a prude, dirty snake that liked to roll around in the slimy swamp, so he wouldn't want to be with her anyway.<br><br>"I'm sure you don't realize how boring my life is, Indra. No one expects me to do anything. So I'm not allowed to do anything except lay around," his father didn't even let him go to the other cities anymore. Something about causing too much trouble. His Uncle told him all the time that if he just had some responsibility, he would behave more appropriately. But what did his Uncle know? The snake was a moron. He didn't want responsibility. He just wanted to keep doing what he was. No one was going to change his mind about that, but he knew how much it put people at ease to hear how much he just <em>hated</em> his life, "That's why I have to have the guards find people to come talk to me. No one wants to be around me. They all just want to go back to their work or their families. They never want to stay to talk with me."<br><br>Shaking his head a little, the Prince managed a pitiful face before smiling, "But tell me more about yourself. What's your family like? Do you have brothers or sisters? Does your family live near by?" it wasn't uncommon for some young Nagas to devour their younger siblings, "What's your favorite thing to do during the day? Have you ever traveled?" it was almost like an interview, but Ormr's face seemed to light up at the thought of Indra answering him and talking to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 17:00:58</strong>
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				Indra lifted a hand to nervously tuck dark golden hair behind a pointed ear, his tongue slipping briefly between his teeth before retreating. It too was the same bronze shade of his skin and he cleared his throat nervously at the closeness he felt with the prince. Somehow it seemed improper, but he could hardly back away from royalty - it was an honour to receive such attention, he was sure. "Oh... it was difficult for father to leave his tribe l, they made him swear never to set foot in their lands again if he remained, but he's happy with mother; they own a small spice hut in the city..." He felt as though he was rambling about nothing, but it seemed Ormr was starved for company... How could he say no to that?<br><br>The dark-skin blinked slowly and offered a sympathetic smile as Ormr spoke of being forced to remain indoors and remain where it was safe. He could understand how stifling that had to be, despite the necessity of keeping the royal line secure and he nodded simply. "I'm sure people... simply wish to make sure you're alright. May must worry for your safety, Prince Ormr." It wasn't his place to comment so intimately however, so he left it at that vague comment.<br><br>The tion of his tail flicked slightly and rose to rest upon the thicker base just below where skin ended and scales began, a hand lifting to nervously run over the small dark scales in an effort to calm himself as the string of questions came his way. Indra wasn't a sociable creature - he wasn't used to such attention as was shown by the blush on his cheeks, but he knot his gaze low and he replied, his voice quiet and reserved. "I... have no siblings, no... Mother and father live in the city, as I mentioned. I visit them occasionally... My favourite thing to do? I'm not sure..." He lightly bit his lower lip, "I suppose I like to read... or just sit out in the gardens on hot afternoon's, but mostly I'm too busy, not that I mind..."<br><br>He coughed quietly. "And no. I''ve never been out of the city - I like it here... Why would I leave?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>17-12-2012, 05:03:31</strong>
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				The dark scaled male was absolutely adorable. He seemed so unsure of what to do with himself. Of what to say and do. Deep down, the prince knew that what he was doing was wrong. It was terrible to purposely put people into an uncomfortable situation. But he just seemed to enjoy it so much. It was no fun when they just rolled over and accepted it. Not that he liked too much of a fight. If they fought too much, he lost interest. Not that anyone had really done that to him before, except that female from the swamp tribe. He wanted Indra to be shy and nervous. He wanted to win over the boy's affection. Seduce him and then take him. He wanted Indra to long for him and feel lost without him. Maybe even beg for him at times. In the end, he wanted the dark scaled male sprawled out in his bed every night waiting for him.<br><br>He smiled softly, and kept from chuckling, as the other said he was kept inside for safety. Yes, that was part of it. He was the only child of the royal family and his father was getting old. Eventually, Ormr was to take the throne and the royal attendants had started to convince the king that it would be bad if a string of illegitimate children started showing up with Ormr's pearly scales and blood red hair.<br><br>"The world is a beautiful place, Indra. You really should travel if you ever get the chance. You should see the desert kingdom. It's surprisingly wonderful. The Nagas there are so different from everywhere else. Not wild like those that live in the swamps. Much more controlled and so disciplined than anywhere else. And they are so beautiful. Scales the color of rubies that shine as such in the sunlight. They hang gold plates in the shape of the moon from their tails and cream colored horns grow from their hair. And they tattoo their skin with these blade like patterns..." he thought about the last time he'd been there. He'd slithered into the bed of several males and females there. They were very passionate creatures, "Maybe, one day, you will have the chance to go there."<br><br>He sat up a little and moved closer to Indra, his tail curling around the other male somewhat, "You like to read? Have you seen the library? We actually have two. The main one and then my own private one. Mine is not near as large and it's mostly history books, but it's still full of fairly interesting things. Perhaps you could look through some of my books and you might be enticed to travel. Though I must say, there are no other Nagas I have ever met in the other kingdoms that comes close to being as beautiful as you...and your voice, it's just so...smooth," he smiled brightly as he reached over and brushed a bit of hair from the others face.That same hand trailed lightly down Indra's neck and over his shoulder before pulling back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>17-12-2012, 17:23:15</strong>
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				Indra tried to tell himself that he was having a conversation with another servant - just idle chatter in the gardens like he occasionally indulged in - but no amount of fooling himself could hide the fact that the crown prince was the one sitting so very close to him. He wasn't a sociable creature at th best of times,bbeing rather shy and nervous around those he considered strangers, and even among friends he was a quiet sort... but with royalty. He shivered faintly, the tip of his dark tail twitching at the thought of what would happen if he said or did something wrong. At best he'd be fired and banished from the castle, at worst put to death simply for accidentally insulting the male... No. He was fretting too much.<br><br>He cleared his throat softly and placed his hands upon the scales at the have of his tail, running his fingertips over the smooth and shiny scales in an attempt to calm himself as Ormr spoke confidently of his travels. "I... They sound like a... beautiful people..." He murmured quietly, keeping his golden eyes low. "I do enjoy hotter places, so perhaps... one day, I might..." Unlikely, but he thought it better to agree with the prince, if only to avoid an incident.<br><br>His gaze shifted to the pale tail that slithered slightly around himself, his hips squirming faintly at the uncomfortable closeness he wasn't accustomed to sharing, briefly nibbling on his lower lip before focusing onto what Ormr said. "N-No, I have never seen the royal libraries; I tend to stay outside in the gardens..." A small gasp passed between his lips at the thought of being invited into the prince's personal library. It seemed so inappropriate, and yet he found himself nodding, a sheepish smile upon his features. "I would... enjoy that. If it's not too bold to say, Prince Ormr."<br><br>Then the hand raised up to tuck some strands of hair behind his ear, his smooth skin trembling beneath the touch that trailed down to his neck and should before he released a long, slow breath as it was removed, a flush creeping to his cheeks. "Th-Thankyou, Prince... I... I'm honoured that you like the sound of my voice... if only I had something more interesting to tell you..." Indra felt awkward, embarrassed - that much was obvious by how his posture lowered slightly, his tail curling in around itself almost prospectively.<br><br>"I... I, ah... haven't finished trimming the rose bushes... they don't do well if left to grow too much..." A desperate hint that perhaps he should leave, if only for his personal insecurities.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>01-01-2013, 18:28:37</strong>
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				One would think that the prince was starved for attention with the way he acted with Indra around. The way he flicked the tip of his tail along the others arm or how he seemed to curl closer and closer to the other male. It was a good act in some ways. In others, it wasn't an act. Ormr actually did have little respect for personal boundaries. He enjoyed being close and touching other nagas. He liked feeling scales under his fingers and against his own, "You should come up here tomorrow and look through my books. If you don't, I will have to go down to the gardens with my arms full of them," he wanted the other male to feel obligated to come back, "Though I would probably get in trouble for that. Father says I shouldn't go outside too much right now...So if you don't come up here tomorrow, then I'll get in trouble for going down to visit you."<br><br>With a smile, he pulled his tail away from Indra's lap, "The maids would get upset if the roses were not perfect. We're having visitors from the swamps in a few weeks and they like to have everything looking nice, even the flowers," he could take a hint. Indra was nervous and scared. The prince didn't want to push too hard or too quickly.<br><br>"You are going to come back, right? To see me? I'd like to hear you talk again. Maybe you could read a book to me," not that he couldn't read it for himself, "You have such a nice voice and I've been so lonely lately. Father won't let anyone come see me. It's hard enough getting the guards to let even servants come see me," which was partially a lie. They wouldn't bring him random people from outside the palace, but he could get them to bring him servants still, "You can even take some of my books home too. If anyone asks why you're coming up here, if you don't want to tell them the truth, you can just say I requested some roses. They'll believe that, right?"<br><br>Ormr seemed rather pitiful. He was practically begging Indra to come back tomorrow. Even threatening to get himself into trouble if Indra didn't show up, "If you tell me what kind of books you like, I can even have some sent up from the main library," reaching over, he laid both his hands atop one of Indra's, "So, you'll come back. Right? To see me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>02-01-2013, 19:47:15</strong>
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				Indra had no idea what he should do. It wasn't a usual situation for him in the slightest. No one had ever shown such an interest him before, amd the closeness itself made him feel awkward and uncertain, the fact that it was royalty woshong for his company only amplified it to an almost panic. He knew he couldn't say no - it simply wasn't done - and yet the thought of further touching and caressing by the overly-friendly tail and fingers wasn't a pleasant one...<br><br>"I... Well..." He didn't know what to say. Part of him (the logical part) wondered whether the Prince was indeed playing his emotions to essentially force him to return, but another bit (the more powerful emotional part) told him that perhaps it was horribly lonely being of royal blood. Told who to and to not talk to, kept hidden away in the palace save for pompous social events. Maybe it was all true and Ormr truly was desperate for a little companionship... How could he say no to that?<br><br>"I would... be honoured to read to you, Prince Ormr..." He forced a small smile onto his lips even as his gaze lowered down to his tail; the tip of which flicked nevously back and forth where it was curled tightly around itself. "I... couldn't possibly take any; the other servants might ask questions, and I would be worried abou damaging them in the gardens..." He sighed inwardly and forced himself to look more dorectly at the other male.<br><br>"But I promse to come back tomorrow..." The hands resting over his own drew his gaze, dark fingers twotching slightly but not daring to pull away. "Y-Yes, Prince... I will come back..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 04:11:05</strong>
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				Indra was so nervous and scared. The Prince could tell and he liked that. He liked the nervous twitches and movements. He liked watching the others tail and judging his state of mind from it. The dark scaled naga wanted to get away. He wanted to slither away and not come back. But he would come back. All because he felt sorry for the pathetic Prince. He would come back and he would do just what Ormr wanted because he wanted to please the Prince. And because of that, his face seemed to light up a bit and he squeezed the other male's hands, "Oh, Indra, you've no idea how glad I am to hear that. Maybe having someone coming to talk with me on a regular basis will show father that I can go back out into the city and be around others again," he smiled and finally released the others hands.<br><br>Slipping from the stone filled seat, the Prince righted himself and pushed a few strands of dark red hair behind his ear, "I'm really glad you came up today. I just hope when you come up tomorrow that you won't find me boring," Indra had complained of being the boring one, but Ormr could play the part too, "Maybe you could look through my books and I can tell you more about the desert land. I could even show you some of the things I brought back from there."<br><br>"You can go now, if you want," he made sure to sound sad about it, "I know the garden needs to be tended to. It wouldn't be right for me to take all of your time when you have duties to attend to," not that it would stop him once he got what he wanted. Once Indra submitted to him, he would expect the boy to be at his beck and call day and night. Nothing would stop him from getting what he wanted at that point. Indra was going to be his and that was all there was to it. He decided that the moment the dark scaled male slithered into his view. The half-swamp snake was his.<br><br>"I hope the rest of your day goes well. Please come by whenever you want tomorrow. I wake with the sun," as did most of the city. Nightfall usually meant that things started to calm down since most started to lose their warmth and energy the later it got. Only those with a means of keeping warm through the use of warming pillows stayed up late.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 18:51:40</strong>
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				Stranely he felt even more awkward whilst trying to find the right moment to leave rsther than throuh their conversation. He was eager to slide away from the room, however comfortable it might have been, and to escape back to thw gardens where the sun would shine down upon hos scales, making them shimmer in beautoful patterns of black and gold. He enjoyed watching them glitter under the light, trying to find new patterns that he may have missed and of coirse he enjoyed his work in tending to the flowers. He was a delocate creature; it suited him well.<br><br>"I promise, Prince... You are not boring. I've... had a nice time talking to you." Indra smiled anxioualy, only telling a half-lie. Ormr wasn't boring and wasn't unpleasant to be around, there was simply something about the naga that put him on edge. He was sure that was his own problem however, and so pushed it to one side in favour of giving the Prince the benifit of the doubt, sliding gracefully from the cushion woth a deep bow of the head as he was told he could go.<br><br>"I will return tomorrow... I'm looking forward to it..." That was something of a lie, but Indra maintained his small smile before slithering quietly from the room to return to his duties.<br><br>The rest of the day passed thankfully without incident. The roses were trimmed, the lilies tended and the ivy shaped. The palace looked a delight once Indra was finished and he sighed softly, running a hand through his dark hair. He was quick to return to his home as the evening drew on, taking comfort in the small fire that burned in the middle of the modest living space he shared with his mother and father. He liked to take care of them as best he could, and avoided mentioning his visit to the Prince...<br><br>The next day saw him rise early out of anxiety. He took extra time with his appearance; brushing his hair back and sliding a small golden band around his forehead to keep it at bay. Several dark beaded necklaces were places upon his chest and he swallowed anxiously before making his way back to the palace. Thankfully he was a familiar face there and as such the guards paid him no heed until he moved into the more private areaa, but he had prepared for it.<br><br>He'd plucked several of the most beautiful red roses from the gardens and informed the guards that the Prince desired them delivered, and so it was that he soon stood opposite the large door once more, offering it a small knock.<br><br>"Prince Ormr...? It's... Indra..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 01:44:37</strong>
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				Ormr watched the slightly smaller snake slither away. He could tell that Indra was glad to be getting away. Indra was nervous and anxious being around him. Many were, but he had a feeling that the swamp in his blood was letting him know to be on guard. Indra wouldn't be too easy to get to submit, despite his shy nature. He would resist and Ormr would enjoy getting him to crack. That was the game. Chase, catch, devour, and then forget. Once Indra submitted, it would only be a matter of time before he was discarded.<br><br>Though despite what others thought, that wasn't how the Prince viewed it while it was happening. He always entered into these little games thinking the snake he was chasing was the most beautiful or most intelligent or most unique creature he'd ever seen. That if he didn't give chase, he would never see them again and they would never get to enjoy each other. It was somewhat romantic till the Prince got bored.<br><br>Night fell and the Prince eventually slithered into his bed. Alone. He wanted to find someone to share it with him, but he didn't want Indra finding out about it. So he slept alone. It always left him shivering by morning. No matter how many blankets he had, he would always find himself cold and shivering by morning when he slept alone.<br><br>The chill slowly worked its way from his scales as he readied for Indra to return. It was near midday by the time he heard the soft voice calling out for him and announcing itself. He smiled and set the books he'd been gathering on the edge of his bed before sliding over to the door and opening it, "Good afternoon, Indra. I was getting worried that you would not be coming," a small frown crossed his features before he opened the door enough for the dark scaled male to come inside, "You look...beautiful," and he meant it. <br><br>The gold around his forehead was lovely and the necklaces drew attention to his wonderful neck, "I hope you didn't get dressed up for me. I'll be embarrassed if you did," had he misjudged the half-swampling? Was Indra actually looking forward to this and expecting to be admired? Or was he so nervous that he might not fit in that he went overboard in prepping himself? It was always hard to tell which it was, "Though the band is really nice though. Pulls your hair back a little..." he slid close to test how Indra would react, "Really shows off the angles and curves of your face. If I can find it, I have one that has a ruby in the center of it. I think the blood red color would really look excellent against the darkness of your skin and scales. Perhaps I can find it for you..." he reached up and touched one of Indra's cheeks very quickly, "Would you like that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 16:56:54</strong>
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				Indra hadn't thought over how his efforts to improve his appearance would be taken - he'd simply wanted to be fit to be in royal company. It was difficult for him to believe that the prince wanted to see him simply for himself and the thought of being a disappointment was one thst put his nerves on edge. Perhaps he'd gone too far however, and given Ormr the wrong impression,&nbsp; but there was little he could do about it as the door opened and he swiftly bpwed his head with an anxious frown.<br><br>"I... I would never ignore your invitation, Prince Ormr." He could very well be beheaded for offending the crown after all, amd besides, the other male seemed harmless, even if occasionally he strayed beyond the realm of personal space. Maybe Indra himself was simply too sensitive. <br><br>He slid inside slowly and carefully, his hands clasped gently at the point where skin met scale and he blinked quickly with a faint hint of pink upon his dark cheeks at the unexpected compliment about his appearance. "I'm sure you have... seen many more beautiful beings than myself, Prince..." He mumbled quietly, averting his gaze briefly before dipping his head into a light bow. "That is... I mean... Thank you." He cleared his throat and raised his gaze slightly as Ormr continued to speak and moved that littlw bit closer that just breached Indra's idea of space.<br><br>There was a slight twitch from the tip of his tail, but otherwise he managed to keep his reaction in check as the prince suddenly lifted his hand to plac it upon his flushed cheek, dark eyes flicking immediately to the floor. "I-I couldn't possibly take something so precious, Prince... Please - I am honoured just to be in your company... And I'm glad you like the band..." His tone was quiet, clearly anxious and he ever so slightly tilted hia head from the prince's hand, closing his eyes.<br><br>Suddenly he remembered the roses held within his clasped hands and raised them up, opening his eyes. "O-Oh, I... I brought some roses from the gardens... You wanted to see some..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>04-03-2013, 02:46:13</strong>
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				"Yes, I have seen a lot of beautiful creatures, but it's different with you. Most of the people I meet are like myself. Rich, royal, and raised a certain way. They have people to clean them up and make them look the way they do. You looked beautiful yesterday coming in from the gardens without any help; but today you actually went out of your way and took care of yourself and you look stunning," he said with a smile.<br><br>The way Indra tilted away from his hand made him frown for a moment. The Prince debated quickly on whether to reach out and force the other to kiss him now or wait. Ormr decided to wait. It would be better if he waited. That first kiss was always the best and most memorable. Ormr needed to stay calm and let things happen as naturally as possible. Granted, he would be leading all situations to that moment, but it would still happen somewhat naturally. So he let Indra pull his face away and even lowered his hand and slid back a few feet to give the other some semblance of space.<br><br>"Don't worry about it. It's a piece of jewelry that I never wear. I wouldn't even notice it was gone if I gave it to you. I don't think I have ever worn it once. I'll find it for you," Ormr&nbsp; started to slither further into his room, but stopped when the other mentioned the roses, "Wow, they're perfect. The last gardener could barely keep the roses alive, much less make them grow this beautifully..."<br><br>It was probably one of the most sincere things he'd said his whole life as he reached out and touched the petals, "If all the roses in the garden are this beautiful, then I think you may need to bring me some up everyday," he said with a big smile. His hands moved down the stems and touched Indra's hands as he took the roses from the other snake, "Do you think you could do that? Bring me roses everyday? It would give me a good reason to see you everyday," it might have been a tease, but he was being serious about it, "You could think of it as payment for the circlet I'm going to give you. What do you say? I know a lot of people think I have to use my status to get people to come talk to me. So if you don't want to bring me roses for my night stand everyday, I will understand. I have enough people in my life telling me what I want to hear, so please do not do that, Indra." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>10-04-2013, 14:35:32</strong>
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				A scarlet tint came to Indra's dark cheeks as the Prince insisted on the compliment. The dark-haired male wasn't used to such praise, or indeed any at all. Naga seldom noticed those tending the gardens whenever they made their way through, and certainly any privileged enough to do so would never talk to the servants. "I... wanted to make an effort, Prince Ormr - I'm glad I seem acceptable." He chanced a small smile before clearing his throat and returning his gaze to the roses in his hands. Modesty was ever-present. <br><br>His shoulders relaxed slightly as the naga slid back to allow him some personal space, his slender tail straightening some from the anxious coil it had unconsciously formed. He appreciated Ormr's moving away even if he didn't think it appropriate to draw the topic into conversation, and so he slid closer into the room himself, moving further from the entrance to make their conversation more private.<br><br>"I... If you insist..." Indra bowed his head slightly at the affirmation of his recieving such a royal gift before Ormr moved towards him once again to study the roses. Much as the compliment was genuine, so was the small smile that came to Indra's face as the flowers were complimented. "I'm glad you like them... Truly..." The roses were his main love in life. He enjoyed tended them everyday and in all weathers - to hear royalty praise them was no small wonder and he felt a slight tightening in his chest.<br><br>"Every day... ?" He blushed deeply at the obvious effort to simply see more of him. Why? Indra didn't understand what Ormr could possibly see in him, but he wouldn't refute the naga's opinion and shifted slightly, his dark tail curling loosely around the thicker base as he thought. "I... I'd enjoy that..." He said finally, nodding towards the prince. "No one has ever really... commented on them before - if they can make you happy, Prince... Then that is only a good thing. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 15:03:18</strong>
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				Ormr loved how this was going. Indra was so shy and sweet. He just wanted to curl his tail around the others slender waist and pull him in for a kiss. But no, he had to get closer first. The hunt was what he enjoyed the most. A nice slow seduction. It had been a while since he did that. Lately, it was just go out and slither into someones bed. He wanted to make Indra want him. The first step had already been taken. Indra would come up here everyday to bring him roses from the garden, "To be honest, as beautiful as the roses will be everyday, I think I'll enjoy the company more," he smiled softly as he slid over to his desk and opened a box sitting on top of it.<br><br>Instead was dozens of bracelets, jeweled waist chains, and circlets. He dug through it a bit before pulling out. The metal was around the same black color of Indra's scales and hanging from the pointed center was a small ruby. Blood red in color. He held it like it was the most precious piece of jewelry that he owned as he carried it over to Indra, "can I put it on for you?" the act itself was rather intimate. Mostly because of Ormr's status. The fact that royalty wanted to put something on Indra rather than Indra putting something on him was a big deal. <br><br>He had a plan in mind. His father had already restricted him to the castle grounds. That played into his plans nicely. That meant he could use it to his advantage. He could easily play the sad prince who was being held captive by his tyrant, old fashioned, angry father. He could pretend that Indra was the only person who cared for him and wanted to speak to him, which actually wasn't far from the truth, "It really would suit you so much more than it ever would me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Scales of Manipulation (Eros &amp; Michi)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 01:52:04</strong>
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				Indra couldn't understand why a member of royalty seemed to have such an interest in his company. Perhaps being made to remain forever in the tower would create a longing for interaction, but he felt sure that there had to be more learned naga to speak with. He was a simple gardener; as common as they came and yet Ormr looked at him with such intensity; it was difficult to deny anything that passed between those seductive lips, no matter how embarrassed the dark-skinned male was. "I... am glad that I can offer some pleasant words, Prince Ormr..." He flinched inwardly. Again he forgot to simply use the name. It simply seemed so wrong...<br><br>He watched with deep amber eyes as the prince dug through a drawer, the soft clink of metal on metal reaching his ears. The thought of being given something by anyone was utterly foreign to Indra; birthdays and such were celebrated with a small feast in the recipient's honor with no gifts being offered. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to react as the dark piece was withdrawn from the box, the ruby st within the metal gleaming brilliantly in the dim light.<br><br>"I- Put it on?" He repeated, his eyes widening slightly. It was beyond any expectations for such a person gesture to be completed by the prince. The giving of such a thing meant a close bond; a connection and he swallowed quietly before nodding his head. How could he refuse such an intimate gesture?<br><br>"Thank you... I... I don't know what to say..." He whispered, his slender tail lowering his torso out of respect, his head bowing to receive the gift. He trembled ever so slightly out of sheer nerves. Hopefully there wasn't some royal formality he was unaware of...
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