Blood & Bliss {Daelen & Zipporah}
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				Title: <strong>Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 02:16:27</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Bios for Daelen's Characters (In no particular order)</strong></span><br><br><strong>Daelen: Vampire</strong><br><br><strong>Vincent: Ice Demon Prince</strong><br><br><strong>Jack: Werewolf</strong><br><br><strong>Nathan: Werewolf</strong><br><br><strong>Patrick: Vampire</strong><br><br><strong>Sergei: Human</strong><br><br><strong>Crusher: Werewolf</strong><br><br><strong>Shadow: Half Demon, born of a Human mother</strong><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 02:26:07</strong>
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				<strong>Bios for Zipporah's Characters <br><br>Caitlyn: Vampire&nbsp; pages 1 and 2<br><br>Sharee: Demoness<br><br>Vand: Fae<br><br>Tycho James: Son of Hermes, born of a human woman<br><br>Penelope Christine Wright (Penny) : Human, probability powers<br><br>Carlotta DeMontagne: Vampire<br><br>Robin Breslin: Vampire, also known as Brook<br><br>Shane: Vampire <br><br>Lily Browning: Vampire <br><br>Sam Browning: Vampire <br><br>Tamara: Werecoyote<br><br>Duan Lei: Vampire </strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 02:26:41</strong>
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				Our Story Thus Far (Currently a placeholder, keep your pants on) 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 03:49:08</strong>
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				<strong>Part 1: Daelen and Caitlyn</strong><br><br>"So what's the plan of attack?" Daelen spoke to Caitlyn as he looked down the street. A few houses down and around a corner was the house that Vincent and Lei had given them directions to. Daelen wasn't used to this kind of work, but it seemed right up Caitlyn's alley. They had to get the family out of the house and to safety without tipping them off to what was really going on. To that end, Daelen had rented out a black van, with enough seats to seat the whole family. They sat in the front of said van, and Daelen looked back at the bag of assorted tools for the job. Glancing up at Caitlyn, he put on his best game face. "You lead the way and I'll follow."
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 04:22:03</strong>
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				Caitlyn shifted slightly, the black suit had been taken in to fit her, but the tailor hadn't been the best and it had been a rush job.&nbsp; She wished she could wear sunglasses to cover her eyes and make her face look a little older, but there wasn't much she could do with that.&nbsp; She put the finishing touches on her makeup and folded the sun shade up again, turning out the map light.&nbsp; "I'm going to set a smoke bomb around the back of their house, shape a charge down the street so it won't do too much damage if they're reluctant to leave.&nbsp; If we had a bit more time, we could have them 'witness a crime' and get them in fake witness protection, as it is we'll have to play inscrutable government agents trying to get a family of civilians to safety.&nbsp; We can play the national security card, that's been big in the news for years now."&nbsp; She pulled her blond hair back into a severe ponytail, twisting the black elastic around it and making sure it didn't look too curly in the back--the flat iron was stashed in the glove box.&nbsp; "You get to back me up and look serious, step in if it seems like I'm in over my head talking to them.&nbsp; The suits and badges should go a long way, as well as the sound and fury... I'd just rather not use that part of it because it'll draw too much police attention."&nbsp; She picked up a remote, slipping it into her pocket. 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 04:41:08</strong>
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				As Caitlyn talked, Daelen checked the fake badge he'd been given in his wallet. He practiced subtly flipping it open a few times, in case they asked to see it. The outfit he wore was a little baggy, the tailoring on it a little rushed but at this point they couldn't exactly be picky. He smiled as he watched Caitlyn put on the last touches of her makeup, admiring her as she laid out the plan for the mission. <br><br>"Okay, then. You set the charge, and we'll 'rush' up to the front door as if we made it just in time. I'll knock but let you talk. As far as we know, its a planned terrorist attack that was at least partially foiled, but we're evacuating while we investigate." As he talked, Daelen slipped a .38 into the back of his pants. The gun was mostly for show, as if there was any struggle Daelen had much more effective means of fighting than firearms. <br><br>"Well, shall we?"
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 05:08:02</strong>
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				Caitlyn holstered her gun in a shoulder harness, slipping her jacket on and straightening it.&nbsp; She opened the van door, sliding out of the seat after snagging a small duffel bag out of the back of the van.&nbsp; She moved off into the darkness, pulling on pair of gloves as she found a good spot, a drain a retaining wall with cracks already running through it, and knelt down as if she was looking for a dropped contact, tucking the charge and timer into it.&nbsp; She stood and lifted herself up on the wall to check behind it, nodding in satisfaction at how far any houses were from the wall.&nbsp; After she had set the smoke bomb behind the targets'&nbsp; house, she slipped back out around front, tucking the duffel back under her seat and clearing her throat, "I think we're ready." 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 05:17:34</strong>
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				Daelen gave Caitlyn a 15 second headstart before he eased out of the van. He unholstered his gun and pulled it down in front of his waist, both hands on the grip. He saw Caitlyn coming up and nodded as she tucked the&nbsp; bag under the seat. "Let's go." With that he hustled forward, gun down as if they were on the trail of someone already. The smoke bomb went off as planned, a nice flash and a thickening trail of smoke flowing from it. He rushed up to the house after making sure that Caitlyn was following with him, one shoulder to the door as he reached up and knocked firmly, three times in succession. After knocking he nodded to Caitlyn to take over, stepping back slightly but not lowering his guard.
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 05:25:42</strong>
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				Caitlyn walked briskly to the door.&nbsp; It was opened after a short while by a frazzled Chinese woman in a nightgown who was almost immediately pulled back out of the way by a man wearing pajama pants and holding a baseball bat.&nbsp; Cait flashed her badge to him, flattening her accent to midwest-neutral, "Sir, ma'am, we need to get you out of here.&nbsp; Quickly."&nbsp; <br><br>The man gaped at her for a moment, his wife running immediately to gather their two sleepy-eyed children, one of them crying tiredly, the older boy peeking with wide eyes from behind his mother, "What the hell is going on?!"&nbsp; <br><br>"It's a matter of national security, Mr. Zhao, you'll be briefed as soon as we get you and your family to safety."&nbsp; The tone was harried, and Caitlyn looked carefully up and down the street, checking for cops and curious neighbors, though hoping she looked as though she was looking for attackers.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 05:35:38</strong>
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				Daelen stood just behind and to the side of Caitlyn, glancing up and down the street looking for nosy neighbors, or actual cops called to the scene. He was glad not to hear any sirens, as that was not something either of them was ready to explain to the police. He looked up when the family came to the door, flashing his badge as Caitlyn spoke.<br><br>&nbsp;Despite the plan to stay quiet, he felt his addition to the ruse might help. Keeping his tone and accent neutral, spoke to the man of the house. "Sir, there isn't much time. We need to get your family to safety." He stepped up and put his arm around Mr. Zhao's back without touching him, trying to herd him and the others from the house.
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 05:57:35</strong>
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				"We'll send someone for your things.&nbsp; Ma'am, please, just a diaper bag and your children."&nbsp; Lei's daughter was surprisingly composed, grabbing a diaper bag and her purse.&nbsp; Zhao himself, however, was blustering a bit, stepping away from Daelen.&nbsp; "You can't just... we're citizens, you can't..what's going on?!"&nbsp; He seemed to be about to square off against the vampire, and Caitlyn turned away to look in the other direction down the street, hitting the button on the remote in her pocket.&nbsp; She didn't jump, just braced as the charge went off, sending the man tumbling against Daelen, accidentally bouncing off of him, and then grabbing his wife and kids and pulling them onto the porch.&nbsp; Caitlyn strode quickly to the van, holding the door open and waiting for the family to pile in before she jumped into the passenger seat.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 06:03:21</strong>
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				Daelen was composing his story as he saw Caitlyn turn away. He braced himself for the explosion and guided Zhao from the porch and down. Without asking, he pulled Zhao off the porch and towards the open van. "If you don't hurry, the attacks are only going to get worse." He left it cryptic and ushered the family into the van before hustling around and climbing into the driver's seat. He turned the key and gave a slight smile to Caitlyn, a look that said <em>good job.</em> In the back, Mr. Zhao was still blustering and grumbling as they drove off, heading towards the safe house that had been agreed upon. Daelen glanced back at the family, smiling a little internally at how well Lei's daughter was handling the situation in comparison to her husband. 
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 06:23:27</strong>
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				Maile held her daughter in her lap, getting their son buckled in as Zhao looked frantically through the windshield around Daelen's seat.&nbsp; Caitlyn got her own seatbelt, looking at Daelen and nodding.&nbsp; "Let's go, the sooner we get out of here the safer these people are."&nbsp; It was true, though not in the way that the Zhao family thought.&nbsp; Daelen and Caitlyn weren't aware of the reality of the situation either, that theirs was the first strike of a war, getting civilians out of harm's way before they could be used against a turncoat.&nbsp; Cait glanced over her shoulder, wondering at the fact that Vincent had them going this far out of their way to get his new toy's family out of dodge.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 06:36:34</strong>
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				"Yes ma'am." Daelen nodded, keeping up the appearances of a official operation by keeping up rank. He buckled himself in and headed out of the neighborhood, stealing glances back at the Zhao family. He wondered to himself exactly how much Vincent had invested in this family, especially since it seemed he had only just met this new girl. Still, Daelen was willing to do a lot for that demon, and he hardly ever asked questions anymore. If Vincent was worried, then there was something to be worried about. <br><br>As they turned out of the neighborhood and onto the main drag, Daelen glanced back in the rearview mirror. "Is everyone comfortable? Do you need anything?" He tried to act as if this was a routine job, though he was worried that the whole thing might fall apart if anyone started asking too many questions. 
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 06:53:09</strong>
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				"How about an explanation?" Zhao wasn't letting it drop, and Caitlyn closed her eyes in frustration, turning to the man with a steely expression. "I don't have the clearance to tell you the details, sir, and neither does my partner.&nbsp; Please have patience until we get you clear of danger and to the safe house."&nbsp; They were going to have to iron any creases out of the story and explain why the safe house was staffed by Russians.&nbsp; She hoped Sergei had the sense to make them inconspicuous if they had to be present at all.&nbsp; "Suffice it to say that there was a miscommunication between two rather powerful groups and until it gets cleared up there is at least one very angry man out there who thinks you have information he wants about the drug trade."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 06:59:02</strong>
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				Daelen kept his eyes on the road as Caitlyn spoke to Zhao, putting off the air of a man who was out of his league even saying as much as she was. He turned down the road that the safe house was on, turning to face Caitlyn. "We're here. I'll pull around and make sure that everything is ready for the Zhaos." He didn't speak directly to the family, speaking to his partner instead as he pulled up and put the van in park near a large steel garage door. Unbuckling himself, Daelen opened the driver's door and looked at Caitlyn before hopping out. "Secure the family and bring them around when you're ready."
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 00:06:24</strong>
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				As Patrick came out of the bathroom, red hair glistening wet and his skin almost shining pale, he toyed with the knot on the towel around his waist. Stepping through the doorway to the bedroom, he spotted Robin there and grinned, running his tongue along his fangs. "I thought I heard your phone. Is everything alright?" He spoke calmly, running one hand back through wet hair as he stood in the doorway, thinking about the weekend that he and Robin were going to share.
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 00:19:01</strong>
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				Robin put her phone down mid-text as Patrick walked in.&nbsp; She looked up at him, admiring the way the water darkened his hair and the runnels of water droplets on his pale skin.&nbsp; "Carlie... um, Carlotta, my Matriarch, she's flying into town to meet with some people here, Sir."&nbsp; She lowered her eyes a little, "She wanted me to come pick her up at the airport, I told her about you and... she... ah, she usually meets the people I see."&nbsp; She wanted to blush, really she did, and the words came out in a stammer, hoping she wasn't about to be kicked out or chastised. 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 00:25:48</strong>
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				"Ahh, so I take it you belong to a Court, then? I've never had much use for them myself, though I suppose the power is nice." Truth was, Patrick had very little respect for any governing structure, after the treatment of the Irish by the English over time. He smiled to Robin, not burdening her with his anti-establishment spiel. "So, this Carlotta wishes to meet me? I'm sure we can arrange that." He nodded and lifted up one hand, curling a finger in and motioning for Robin to come closer. He had already had her kneel and crawl for him but he didn't say to explicitly this time, giving her a test to see if she would on her own.
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 00:31:40</strong>
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				"I'm... actually Second.&nbsp; In my Court I mean.&nbsp; Sir."&nbsp; Robin relaxed, not quite beaming as Patrick agreed to let her friend and protector meet him, Carlie usually felt out partners for her because despite Robin's training her judgement tended to fly right out the window when it came to men she herself was interested in.&nbsp; The curl of Patrick's finger made Robin hesitate, looking up into his face, and something there made her slide off the bed and onto her hands and knees, crawling to his feet, feeling the softness of the suite's carpet under her knees and palms.&nbsp; She stopped and knelt in front of him, trying to keep her motions graceful.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 00:41:15</strong>
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				Patrick's eyes widened a bit as Robin mentioned her position in Court. He smirked as she lowered herself to the ground, getting even more pleasure out of bringing a Court official to her knees. He watched as she crawled to him, her movements graceful but needing work. The carpet of the suite had been specially ordered to be as soft on knees as possible, as Patrick knew what he would have many women doing. Even still, he knew that Robin's knees would start turning red, and that knowledge made him grin a little wider. When she knelt before him he ran his fingers over his waist and slowly untied the knot on his towel, letting it fall to the ground. "What time did she wish to meet me?"
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 00:47:36</strong>
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				Robin breathed in the scent of clean skin and soap, the slight tang of masculine musk, as Patrick dropped his towel, baring himself almost ceremoniously.&nbsp; It took a moment for her to get her words flowing again, having to take her eyes away from his cock and move up to his face to get herself speaking, "She was suggesting you could come with me when I pick them up, Sir, or maybe meet for drinks after they get checked into their hotel?&nbsp; The plane was about to take off, so she probably has her phone off now, but it's about an hour and a half flight." 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 00:53:34</strong>
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				When Robin looked up at him to speak, Patrick reached down and touched her face gently, almost sweetly. "Then we have about an hour. Your Master couldn't help but think about you in the shower." He tilted her head down so she was looking at his thick, hard cock. "Its not going to pleasure itself, unfortunately." He grinned as he spoke the words, following them up with a more direct order. "Suck my cock, girl." He still wasn't sure what he wished to call her, and decided it was a conversation to have later that night.
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 01:01:47</strong>
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				Robin's lips wrapped around the head of Patrick's cock immediately, careful of her fangs as her tongue stroked over the thick head.&nbsp; The taste of him was almost intoxicating, and she replayed his words in her head, savoring them almost as much as the nearly velvety skin of his cock.&nbsp; She made a soft noise of pleasure, working her lips down the length of his shaft and wondering if him calling himself her Master was a conceit or a statement about actually desiring a relationship with her that would last longer than a fling. 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 01:13:01</strong>
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				As Robin's surprisingly warm mouth wrapped around Patrick's cock he found himself with a few moments to think. He wasn't sure what had brought him to call himself her Master, but it fit perfectly with the girl before him. About that time he found his mind emptying of thought as he felt Robin savoring his cock. He watched as she took his length completely, groaning his approval. "Good girl..." He moaned the words softly, one hand tightening in her hair as he slowly rocked his hips to meet her movements.
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 01:20:45</strong>
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				Robin swallowed around the head of Patrick's cock, pleased that she had trained away her gag reflex and enjoying the near-ache of the thick cock opening her throat up, the groan of pleasure the she could elicit.&nbsp; Patrick thrust slowly into her mouth, her nose buried in soft, curly hair and her chin against his heavy sac as she sucked and worked her mouth over his shaft, tongue flicking a counterpoint to the slow strokes of her lips.&nbsp; The hand in her short blond hair clinched the moment for her, bringing her fully into the act of sucking Patrick's cock, trusting him to keep track of time as the world slid away from her.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 01:29:41</strong>
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				The shift in Robin's demeanor was almost palpable as Patrick felt her slip into submission so fully. He groaned as he felt her face bury against the soft, curly red hair surrounding his cock, his balls thick and heavy against her chin. His fingers tightened in her short, blond hair as he fucked her face and throat, pleased by the lack of gag reflex and expressing this pleasure in his moans. "Ohhh bloody hell..." he groaned as his fingers dug into her curls, almost loosening the hair in his hand as their bodies worked together. He knew at this pace they had plenty of time, Robin's mouth sure to work him to completion rather quickly.
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 01:57:17</strong>
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				Robin moaned happily, the sound abruptly cut off as her throat was filled again.&nbsp; She clasped her hands behind her back, resisting the urge to wrap her arms around Patrick's thighs and pull him deeper.&nbsp; She loved the way the full thrusts brought slicker saliva up to coat his shaft, making him slide between her lips faster and easier as she worked her hot mouth over the length of him.&nbsp; Robin realized that she was lifting up on her knees to push down the length of him farther, making eager slurping sounds that were distantly embarrassing but only made her work faster.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 02:03:57</strong>
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				Patrick grinned with pleasure as Robin clasped her hands behind her back, his hips thrusting a little harder as the thicker saliva coated his shaft. He nodded his approval as she lifted up each time to force more of him down her throat, her eager slurping causing saliva to drip and drool down her chin as he fucked her face. "Ohhfuck... what a fucking gobbler..." he slipped easily into the slang as he watched Robin work over his cock, seeing the embarrassment in her eyes and idly wishing she could blush.
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				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 02:17:53</strong>
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				The words seemed to go over and through Robin, making her shudder deliciously as she sucked harder.&nbsp; The tip of her tongue worked over the underside of Patrick's cock, finding the deep channel and stroking it even as she worked to match his pace, not wanting to drop it for even half a stroke as she felt drool running down his shaft and dripping onto her skin.&nbsp; She was frankly grateful that she didn't have to breathe, able to take him as deep and as long as he wanted without having to come up for air.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 02:22:54</strong>
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				This was one of the greatest perks to being a vampire, the stamina. Patrick knew that as long as he wanted to, as long as he lasted, Robin would stay down sucking his cock since she never needed to breathe. As she began to suck harder he groaned, eyes darkening before they closed with a surge of pleasure. He pulled out of her mouth suddenly, mindful of her fangs as he eased out and came hard on her face, spraying her with thick ropes of his seed. "Ohhfuck girl... that's it..." he shuddered as he spoke the words, looking down at Robin covered in his cum, watching to see her reaction to it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 05:59:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin gasped and closed her eyes reflexively, holding still as splashes of hot cum hit her face, surprising her even as it sent a tremble of lust and pleasure through her.&nbsp; She licked her lips slowly as the last gout of seed subsided, tasting the salt and almost metallic from a diet of blood and accidentally-ingested gunpowder.&nbsp; Robin held still, waiting for a command or some instruction, lost in the moment and the uncertainty of what to expect next. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 06:04:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick licked his lips as he watched Robin take the full blast of his cum to her face with barely a flinch. <em>She is going to be perfect.</em> He grinned at the thought, creating a much more boyish expression on his face than normal as he looked her over. He nodded as she held still though he reached out and grabbed her by the back of her hair, gripping and tugging firmly. "Always present yourself fully when kneeling for me. Back arched but straight, chest out and exposed for me. Understood?" He barked the last word as he looked down at her, releasing her hair slowly to watch her reaction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 07:09:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Master or Sir...?&nbsp; Which does he want me to call him?</em>&nbsp; Robin leaned back into Patrick's touch, making a soft noise of pleasure.&nbsp; "I... I understand Ma... Sir?" She changed her posture, pressing her pert breasts outward and arching her back slightly with her hands behind her back.&nbsp; "Like this?"&nbsp; She gave a tiny pout as his hand left her hair, regretting losing the connection of his touch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 07:18:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned softly at the tiny pout, grasping her hair again and dragging her head back, forcing her back to arch just a little more. He had simply wanted to touch her again but masked it in an attempt to change her posture. Leaning over her, he brushed his lips against her ear, whispering. "Do you want a Master, Robin? Do you want more than a Sir, more than a fling?" His tone was almost teasing, a grin seemingly permanent on his face from the moment she walked in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 07:32:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin hesitated, then nodded, "More than anything..." she would have lowered her head if Patrick's hand hadn't been in her hair, the teasing tone making her unsure of how he would respond.&nbsp; She felt as if she would be bright red, if she could blush, her eyes still closed under the mask of sticky cum on her face and running down her throat.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 07:39:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"More than anything, <em>Master.</em>" His tone wasn't angry, only correcting. He licked his lips as he pulled back and looked down at her, dragging her head back to look up at him before releasing her hair. "Go and clean yourself up, and we will find you something to wear." He always kept a small closet full of women's clothes of at least slightly varying sizes, for the women he invariably picked up on his trips. He knew he'd find something for her to wear that would both be pleasing to the eye and present her in exactly the way he wished his property to be presented. <br><br>Walking away from the spot he left Robin, leaving her to her own devices, Patrick headed to the large closet and opened it, picking through various suits to find the right one to wear for his meeting with Robin's Matriarch. He glanced back to watch Robin, gray-blue eyes sparkling as he bit his bottom lip almost enough to pierce with his fangs. He admired her in a purely sexual way as he looked her over, almost as if examining a sex toy, an object purely built for pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 07:49:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin shivered, realizing she had just tied herself to someone she barely knew and in the moment hardly caring.&nbsp; "More than anything, Master."&nbsp; She repeated it with the correction obediently, carefully standing up and wiping her eyes clear before walking into the bathroom, blinking her eyes.&nbsp; She ran the sink full of hot water, washing the drying cum off of her face, but not before looking into the mirror and biting her lip with pleasure at the sight of her skin covered in Patrick's cum.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 08:09:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Any other time and Patrick would have made Robin spend the rest of the night covered in his cum and bruises, but tonight there was a little more subtlety needed.&nbsp; He turned to see Robin walk into the bathroom and growled softly. <em>Now, that is behavior I will have to correct swiftly.</em> He turned back to the closet and pulled out a simple but expensive heather grey wool suit, hanging it up along the inside of the open closet door. He adjusted the&nbsp; blood red shirt and stylish tie, working at it as if it were already on someone. Once he was sure about the suit he stepped back and headed to a chest of drawers next to the large bed, pulling out a pair of tight fitting black boxer briefs and gray socks to match the suit. Sitting on the edge of the bed he pulled his boxers up and on, snapping them into place as he called out towards the bathroom. "When you come out, drop to your knees, girl, and stay there until I tell you otherwise, including when I tell you to move."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 08:13:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin straightened up, eyes wide as she realized she had done something wrong.&nbsp; She finished wiping her face dry with the towel and then, biting her lip, turned and knelt in the doorway, looking up at Patrick with wide blue eyes.&nbsp; "I'm sorry, Master."&nbsp; She hoped she wasn't erring again by speaking without permission, toes curling a little as she felt her stomach twisting slightly with concern.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 08:18:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come here, girl." Patrick spoke with a steady voice as he pulled on his socks, sliding the soft fabric over his feet carefully. He didn't look at Robin, not needing to to realize that she was kneeling in the doorway of the bathroom, her eyes most likely wide and panicked. He had seen that same look time and again, though with Robin it seemed truly genuine. After getting his socks on, Patrick stood and waited for Robin to reach him, looking down towards the spot she would reach without watching her get to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 08:27:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin dropped down and crawled to Patrick's side, kneeling and arching back gracefully, presenting her high breasts to him, chin up.&nbsp; She kept quiet as she glanced up into the vampire's eyes, letting her eyes skitter downward again to rest around his navel.&nbsp; She chewed lightly on her bottom lip before recalling herself and making herself go still again.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 08:32:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick offered a glance down at Robin as she perched herself at his side, her pert breasts offered to his eyes. He nodded his approval of her stance before walking to the closet and pulling his pants carefully from his suit, pulling them up his lithe form. "Did I give you the order to stand, before?" He spoke the words carefully and without looking at Robin, keeping his tone steady and without emotion. He turned to look into the mirror as he spoke to her, leaving his pants undone at his waist as he reached for his shirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 08:37:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin whimpered softly, swallowing, "No, Master." She had her fingers clenched, nails digging hard into her palms as she followed Patrick with her eyes, not moving her head at all.&nbsp; She knew she had already apologized, and despite the sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, she was sure that repeating the apology unasked would only irritate the man.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 08:44:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, I did not." He stated the fact simply as he slipped his arms into his shirt, smoothing it down and tucking it into his slacks before buttoning and clasping his pants closed. "I don't want you to add anything to my orders when given. Is that understood?" This time he turned to look at Robin, finding her eyes and looking straight into them. He crouched down and picked up a pair of shoes to go with his suit as well as a belt, putting the belt on before stepping in to the polished leather shoes and tying them in place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 08:52:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No... I mean, yes, Master, I understand."&nbsp; Robin's blue eyes were worried, unsure how she would decide what to do if an order was unclear.&nbsp; She started to relax a bit, hopeful that she would escape punishment this time and admiring the sleek outfit and handsome leather shoes.&nbsp; She fought back the urge to crawl to him and kiss his shoes, keeping as still as she could and resisting a tremble. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 09:25:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come here and kiss my shoes, girl." Patrick's gaze softened a bit as he looked at Robin, seeing the worry in her eyes. Soon she would come to see that his demands were easy to follow as long as she didn't over-think them. "And then, we will find you something to wear." He grinned a little as he said that, thinking about what might look good on Robin's body, what would show off her natural assets the best while still being proper enough to go out in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 04:58:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin's eyes brightened and she crawled quickly to Patrick's feet, lips brushing softly over the slick leather of his shoes, taking her time to kiss over each of them.&nbsp; She wasn't quite able to hold in a shiver, palms flat on the floor and round bottom up as she kissed over each of Patrick's toes through his shoes.&nbsp; The taste of shoe polish and clean leather was on her lips, but she kept up the soft kisses, waiting for the order to stop.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 05:04:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned softly as he saw the brightness in Robin's eyes, but he kept the grin slight as she crawled to him. He grabbed his coat, moving calmly and easily as he let her continue to kiss over his shoes. Slipping each arm into the suit coat, he tugged it down and straightened on his body, the tailored suit almost molding to his form. "Now, let's find you something to wear." He stepped back to let Robin know she was done kissing his feet, and walked over to the part of the large closet where he kept the clothes he gave to those that he deemed worthy to spend time in his bed. "I think I have a few things that should fit you well. Stand up and look through what I have." There would come a time that he would dress her, picking out every last piece, but he wanted to get a better feel for what his girl liked to wear before getting to that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 05:30:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Licking her lips, Robin stood up, glancing at Patrick shyly then looking into the closet, eyebrows rising a little as she took in the collection of clothes.&nbsp; She reached out slowly, checking the sizes and giving Patrick a momentary appraising look before tearing her eyes away again and chewing lightly on her bottom lip, flicking through the outfits.&nbsp; She felt silks and satins, cut lower and higher than she tended to wear but all good names.&nbsp; She pulled out a teal and blue silk dress, smiling at the sleek lines and single silver chain that kept it from entirely baring one shoulder.&nbsp; "How about this, Master?"&nbsp; She held it against her body, looking up at Patrick.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 05:43:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick raised one eyebrow as Robin looked at him, noting something in her eyes. He didn't say anything but watched as she looked through the outfits. He tried to keep up on women's fashion, always wanting the girls on his arm to look their best. He knew from the moment he saw her that Robin dressed in older fashions, which meant that Patrick would probably have to expand his wardrobe for her. Shaking out of his own mind he watched as Robin pulled out a teal and blue silk dress, licking his lips as he looked it over. He let his eyes travel over Robin's form as she held it against her body, nodding his approval. "Perfection, and the dress looks nice as well." He winked as he said it, gazing into Robin's eyes again. "Now, go ahead and get dressed, and we can leave soon to meet your friend. I don't want to keep her waiting."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:16:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin squirmed in place at the compliment, pulling a pair of matching shoes from the bottom of the closet, a thought occurring to her, "I don't have any clean panties with me, Master..." She picked up her bra from where it had been thrown, fastening the hooks behind her back and slipping the cups over her breasts, wriggling back into the slip that would let the dress drape over her body without the fine fabric sticking to skin.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:21:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then I suppose you won't be wearing any, will you?" He asked the question almost rhetorically, smoothing down his suit as he turned to watch Robin get dressed. He allowed her the bra, enjoying the way it lifted and presented her breasts, and even the slip that would keep the silk from sticking to her skin. The less she was wearing the better in his mind, and soon she would come to see that. As Robin got dressed, Patrick grabbed his phone and keys, slipping the keys into his pants pocket and looking up at Robin as he reentered the bedroom. "What is your friend's number? I would like to have it on hand." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:28:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh... no, Master.&nbsp; Do you want me in makeup?"&nbsp; Robin bit her lip as Patrick asked for Carlotta's number, "My Matriarch's number?"&nbsp; She hesitated, wondering if the gentle correction was going to get her in trouble or even sink in.&nbsp; The vampire's private phone number was not widely disseminated and she looked down at the floor, not quite sure how to handle the conflicting directives.&nbsp; "Ah..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:31:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick paused with his phone in hand, looking at Robin as she looked down at the floor. He walked over and with a combination of a gentle touch and a firm guidance lifted her chin to look into her eyes. "I won't bother your friend with inane conversation, but... I suppose I can ask her just the same. As for makeup, I want you to look your best." He left it at that, cupping Robin's cheek and leaning in, kissing her firmly and quickly before speaking against her lips. "I want you always looking your best."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin relaxed, melting into the kiss and against Patrick's body, smiling up at him trustingly.&nbsp; "I don't know I have all the right colors, but I think..."&nbsp; She lowered her head, smiling, "I'm sorry, I'm sure you don't want to know the details, Master.&nbsp; May I go use the mirror?" She felt a wave of relief at the fact that he didn't seem to want to compromise her loyalty to Carlotta or her position, it would have been very hard for her to tell him 'no' outright.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:47:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick gave Robin a half cocked grin as he looked down at her, stroking her cheek gently as he listened to her talk about makeup. He winked as she lowered her head, lifting her chin gently. "Yes you may, my girl." He nodded and stroked her jaw for a moment before letting her go and patting her ass to send her off to the bathroom. "Take your time, I want you looking your best for me tonight." He spoke the words softly but they were no less a command.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 07:21:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin took a few steps toward the bathroom, almost pausing to ask if she should walk before realizing that crawling in silk could ruin it.&nbsp; She made her way into the bathroom, snagging her purse and rifling through it to see what makeup she had stashed in it.&nbsp; She took her time doing her makeup, looking in the mirror from time to time at Patrick, standing and waiting for her.&nbsp; She made sure her eyes were done, not needing anything else on her face, but making sure her lips were painted as well and a bit of blush on her cheekbones.&nbsp; Robin pushed earrings through her earlobes, the silver wire sliding though the soft skin and making her shudder slightly on each side.&nbsp; She turned to face Patrick in the doorway, asking silently for his approval as she pushed her feet into the strappy heels. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 07:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick watched from the bedroom as Robin made herself up, his eyes locked to hers in the reflection of the mirror. He didn't honestly feel she needed any makeup, but wanted his girl to look and feel as pretty as she could, so that it would reflect in how she presented herself. She was an extension of him now, and how people saw her reflected on how they saw him. When he saw Robin shudder he licked his lips, feeling a shudder of a different kind go through him. He didn't wear an earring himself but he knew what it took to make one stick for a vampire and the idea of his girl enduring that pain to be pretty for him made him smile. <br><br>He straightened himself up as Robin turned to him, walking over to the dresser next to his bed and pulling out a green bottle of Brut cologne. Spraying just a little on himself he then reached out a hand towards Robin. "You look stunning. Shall we?" He took her hand without asking and gently guided her to walk towards him, looping her arm and his own along her waist as he stood just a little behind and beside her. His lips found her ear as he whispered softly. "You make the perfect accessory, my girl." Pulling away just slightly he grabbed Robin's phone for her and slipped it into her hand, leading her to the door and out of his suite. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 07:52:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A squirm and shiver ran through Robin's body at the brush of Patrick's lips, longing to lean against him and just breathe in the scent of his body and cologne instead of having to go out.&nbsp; Her hand wrapped automatically around the phone and she slid it into her purse as Patrick led her out the door.&nbsp; She slid her arm through his, hanging on him comfortably as they walked without letting her hand crease his coat or pulling him off balance.&nbsp; She lowered her voice to keep anyone passing from hearing her, "They'll probably have a couple bags, Master, and Jack... well, he'd probably let me drive, but he usually prefers to." Her tone was affectionate as she talked about the werewolf, a bit of a smile in her voice.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 08:00:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahh, there is a Jack? Your friend's lover, I take it?" Patrick kept his voice low as well, wrapping one hand over Robin's arm as he led her to the elevator. He held her close as they walked, treating her like a princess in public because he viewed her as his most prized possession. At this hour not many were out and about in the building, only a few maintenance and cleanup crew really making appearances. "Let Jack drive, when we meet them. That way you can sit in the back, with me." He noted the affectionate tone in Robin's voice as she spoke of Jack, and wondered if there was more to that story. He would find out soon enough when he met the man, he was sure. <br><br>The elevator let out at the bottom floor and Patrick led Robin out to the lobby of his building and towards the parking deck. He leaned in closer to her as they reached his car, leaning over and kissing just behind her ear and taking a moment just to breathe her in. "Here we are." He opened the door and helped Robin into the car, closing the door for her before he walked across and slid in, starting the car before closing the door and pulling out of the parking lot. He drove them to Club Euphoria and parked nearby, leading Robin to her car. He smiled at her as they neared the car. "You know where we're meeting them, I'll let you drive." It would give him some time to relax, and giving her a little lead on her leash might help to keep Robin relaxed for the evening.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 08:14:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Her consort, yes, and bodyguard.&nbsp; Um..."&nbsp; She was trying to figure out how to explain the relationship between herself and both Carlotta and Jack, friends and occasional lovers when someone decided they wanted a little fun.&nbsp; She shrugged a little, not quite sure how to breach the subject as she slid in behind the wheel.&nbsp; She smiled over at Patrick, relaxing as she took them away from the curb and toward the airport.&nbsp; As they got in, the cheerful pop music on the radio was playing a bit too loud and she turned it down.&nbsp; "Jack probably booked their room already, Master, but if not I'll have to do some arranging.&nbsp; And I might need to be in touch with my counterpart here to keep Carlie's coming to the meeting on Monday from being a surprise."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 08:24:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mm." Patrick grinned as he gave a noncommittal sound to the explanation of who Jack was, scooting back in his seat and relaxing in the car. He looked around Robin's car, trying to get a feel more for what kind of woman she was as he ran his hands over the interior of the vehicle. As the car started up and the cheerful pop music came on, his fingers dug into the arm rest at the side of the door. He winced as she turned it down and shook his head, one hand reaching up to rub at his ear. "From now on, make sure your radio is down lower than that, when you exit your car. Understood?" He turned to her as she spoke about the details of the meeting, waving it off with a nod. "Of course, you have business to attend to. I understand that. The only time that would be an issue is when it is just you and I. At those times, I am to be the only important thing in your world." He spoke calmly, working his shoulders to relax after the surprise of the music and settling back in the seat. He seemed vaguely uncomfortable in the passenger's seat but didn't say anything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 08:40:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin winced as well and nodded, "Sorry, Master, I will."&nbsp; The rental car didn't have much in the way of personality, but it was high-end, an Audi A7 in a sleek black with an interior in white leather and wood. She used one hand to plug her phone into the charger, weaving through traffic and humming along to a song with almost aggressive cheerfulness.&nbsp; She caught herself and braked, glancing at Patrick as she stopped humming, nodding, "There might be times when I have to be called away by an emergency, Master, or have duties that require some of my time.&nbsp; Carlie lets me work independently a good bit."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 08:44:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Patrick relaxed in the car he took more of it in. Quite luxurious, but very little of it actually said much about Robin herself. <em>Must be a rental.</em> He found himself tapping the wooden panels along the armrest as he listened to the music Robin had playing, her humming adding to it to the point that when she stopped he turned almost abruptly to listen to her. He didn't look pleased at her words but he nodded slowly. "Emergencies happen, but I am to be your main focus." He looked into her eyes as he said it, the car stopped at a light and some slow moving traffic. "I will not make you forsake your duties, but I intend to be the most important thing in your life."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 09:06:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin nodded, lips parted as she felt herself slipping slightly out of her normal independent headspace.&nbsp; "Of course, Master.&nbsp; You can talk about my duties with Carlie, make sure they don't interfere."&nbsp; The thought felt wrong on some level, and she couldn't quite dismiss the strange twist in her stomach, but the desire to please Patrick overruled it on the surface.&nbsp; She felt herself driving more aggressively again and let it go, she had enough training and practice that she was comfortable driving in the heavy traffic, pulling into the lane that would take her to the airport. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 20:17:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick nodded in agreement with Robin's words, pleased by them. He relaxed some in the seat as he settled into the soft leather, cocking his head a little as he felt the aggression in Robin's driving. "Is something bothering you, my girl?" He spoke softly, his tone genuine. If something was on her mind, he would rather hear it than have it affect her driving to the point that they got into an accident on the way to the airport. He turned his head to look at Robin as he waited for her answer, running one hand back through his red hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 20:37:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Somehow 'I feel almost as though I'm about to abandon my responsibilities to my friend and Matriarch with a man I just met and who I'm intensely desperate to please' didn't seem to want to trip off Robin's tongue, and she shook her head.&nbsp; "It's not a big deal, Master.&nbsp; I'm sure it'll all be resolved when you talk to Carlie."&nbsp; She focused on her driving, slowing down again as she pulled into a parking structure and driving carefully, looking for a spot and not making too much eye contact with Patrick.&nbsp; She didn't want to make him angry, and Carlotta would make sure she made the right decision, help her balance her responsibilities with her new relationship.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 20:41:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's eyes hardened as Robin spoke, fingers digging into the wooden panel under his hand. "Pull into an out of the way spot, and turn off the car." He didn't look at Robin as he spoke, his words cold and steady. Lifting up his right hand he stretched and worked out his fingers, finally glancing at Robin. "And when the car is off, pull yourself over my lap, or I will do it for you." The tone made it clear she would not want him to do it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 20:48:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin whimpered softly, swallowing a lump in her throat as she found a spot under a burned out light and pulled in slowly, turning off the engine.&nbsp; She unbuckled her seatbelt, sliding awkwardly feet-first over Patrick's lap so her face and arms were against the driver's seat.&nbsp; She had seen him flexing his hand, and the keys were digging into her palm she was gripping them so hard.&nbsp; She didn't say anything, simply biting her lip and waiting for him to tell her what she'd done wrong.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 21:11:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick waited and watched as Robin slid over his lap. He pushed up the soft silk of her dress, his hand caressing over bare flesh as he did so. "I will decide what is a 'big deal', my girl. You don't get to decide what I will see as a big deal. When I ask you to tell me something, you tell me." As he spoke he rubbed over Robin's ass, glancing around the dark parking lot. At this hour no one was around, and though he wouldn't let it be seen, he was glad for that.<br><br>"Now, count for me." He spoke the command softly as he placed his left hand on Robin's lower back, holding her down as he began to spank her, each blow coming firmly, steadily as he spanked her ten times in succession, waiting for her to count for each one. He spanked her harder than a human would, but not as hard as he could. His hand stung with each blow on her soft skin, his left arm holding her steady so she wouldn't squirm or fall off his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 21:23:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"N-no, Master, I'm sorry..."&nbsp; Robin trailed off.&nbsp; Despite knowing what was coming, the first stinging swat come as a shock and it took every bit of Robin's focus to count the blows as the firmness of the spanking didn't ease up, her body wriggling against his grip, flattening against Patrick's lap as he left distinct red handprints on her pale ass.&nbsp; She could feel bruises forming and she shuddered, toes curling as she worked not to actually kick in response to the pain, burning with embarrassment that she had misbehaved so badly as to earn a public spanking. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 21:29:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick didn't respond to Robin's words, focused on punishing her. He heard her count and kept the spanking steady based on it, feeling her wriggle and flatten against his body in an attempt to escape the pain. He looked down as he eased up, seeing distinct red prints on her ass, fortunately above where her dress would fall so as to hide them. He worked her silk dress back into place, letting her up gently. "Now, you won't disobey me like that again, will you?" He looked down and over at her, allowing but not commanding her to get up off his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 21:36:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin shook her head, momentarily wordless as she shuddered and relaxed slowly.&nbsp; The muscles of her ass were stiff, bruises sore, and even the touch of the silk sent a palpable wash of pain through her.&nbsp; Fortunately, she supposed, the bruises would be gone within the hour as she healed herself.&nbsp; The cab of the car didn't give her room enough to crawl away, so she stayed where she was, focusing on the ache and the discomfort of being spread out over the center console, trying to process the lesson.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 21:42:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick watched as Robin shuddered and relaxed, pleased on some level that she didn't crawl away from him to the driver's seat. He watched her move as she relaxed, knowing the sting of the bruises on her ass, the warmth and pain that washed over her in that moment. "When you are ready to talk, tell me what was bothering you. After that, we'll go and meet with your friend. I don't want to keep her waiting." He spoke the words softly, rubbing Robin's back gently in a way to let her know that the lesson was over and his displeasure at her actions washed away with her taking the punishment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 22:10:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin nodded slowly and pushed herself up, sliding away from Patrick without putting too much of her weight down on him.&nbsp; She slowly unclenched her hand from around the keys, wincing as she realized a sharp edge had cut lightly into her palm and automatically licking up the blood as the wound slowly healed.&nbsp; "Carlie has stood by me for ninety years, Master, she saved me when I was going to die, she helped me get my education and we worked together to put together her Court... and as much as I want to please you, I can't just give up my responsibilities...she's my best friend..."&nbsp; Her voice got increasingly small as she spoke, shaking slightly and not looking at Patrick.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 22:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's eyes flared as he saw the blood on Robin's hand, licking his lips as she licked it away. He pulled his eyes to hers and listened, nodding in agreement to her words. "And that is why I said I will not make you forsake your duties. You have responsibilities, and I understand that. I have my own, with my work and other things. If Carlotta is that important to you, then she will continue to be a major part of your life." He reached over and touched Robin's cheek, lifting her eyes to his. "I am not trying to take over your life, my girl. Only become an important part of it." His voice softened as he said this, his fingers trailing over her skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 22:36:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin unwound, looking over at Patrick as he turned her to face him, her smile almost like the moon coming out from behind clouds.&nbsp; She nuzzled softly into his touch.&nbsp; "Thank you, Master... I'm sorry, I'm just so used to, to men who want to be the only thing in my life, to Carlie having to rescue me after they get tired of me or go crazy and try to hurt me..."&nbsp; She looked embarrassed as she said it, shifting on her bruised bottom, aching even against the softness of the car's seats, elbow tucking in against her body in memory of how it felt to have a bullet break her ribs going through.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 22:42:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's smile was softer but mimicked the look in Robin's eyes. He cupped and gently touched her skin as she nuzzled him, gazing deep into her eyes as he spoke. "I have aspirations to be the most important, not the only, thing in your life." He glanced down as he saw her tuck her elbow in against her body, reaching down to that spot and running his hand along her form. "I will never harm you, though I will from time to time get joy out of hurting you, and need to hurt you to drive home a lesson you must learn. Over time I will make sure you understand the difference between the two." He pulled back slowly and placed his hand on the handle to open the door, pulling it slowly. "Shall we?" He smiled at her, opening the door all the way and moving to head around to the driver's side to open the door for Robin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 22:51:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin lifted her arm slightly as Patrick stroked over her side, nodding trustingly.&nbsp; "Ok, though I might have to come get the car when they pick up their bags, Master, I'd hate them to have a long walk, and it'd give you some time to get to know them without me right there."&nbsp; There was an uplift on the last part of the sentence, making it a question as Robin got out of the car, wincing slightly as she stood and fixing her hair, cleaning up a lipstick smudge.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 23:09:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course, I was planning for that. It will give me time alone with Carlotta and Jack, to get to know them and them to know me." He smiled as he helped Robin out of the car, watching her fix herself and then looping his arm with hers. "I am sure that we will get along swimmingly." He felt a pit in his stomach as he said that, not feeling as confident in it as he sounded. He ran a hand back through his hair to smooth it down, straightening his suit and making sure the door to the car was closed so Robin could lock it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 23:13:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do you want me to call you in front of them, Master?" Robin asked the question reluctantly after clicking the button on the keychain to lock the car.&nbsp; She kept her voice low as they walked to the lights of the terminal, blinking her eyes into the fluorescent glow.&nbsp; She glanced up at the board displaying flight times, checking her phone for the hour.&nbsp; "I think it's this way, and they should be on time."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 23:26:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You may introduce me as Patrick Glenanne and call me Sir. You may leave Master for when we are alone." He spoke the words softly as he walked with her to the terminal, shielding his eyes in the bright fluorescent light of the airport. He nodded as he led Robin the way she pointed, picking up his pace just a little so as to not be late.<br><br><hr><br>Jack grabbed the bags that he and Carlotta had stowed on the plane, shuffling behind the crowd getting off the late flight. He kept close to Carlotta, his shoulders drawn back and up to give off a more imposing look. Even with their relationship as it had progressed, Jack still fell very much into the bodyguard role when in public with Carlotta. He felt perhaps even more obligated to protect her now that personal feelings were in play. "How much do we really know about this guy?" He spoke the words softly as he moved with Carlotta off the plane, his mind reeling with the possibilities. He could be trying to get closer to Carlotta through Robin, maybe even the head of a rival Court trying to off the competition. The thought tensed Jack's muscles as he walked down the ramp, his eyes hardened as he began to look at everyone with suspicion without even realizing it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 23:36:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Next to nothing, except that he's a vampire and Robin thinks he's 'perfect,' which probably means he's a criminal type and has her firmly under his thumb."&nbsp; Carlotta sighed softly as they walked, "I'm getting a little tired of rescuing her from herself, if I'm to be frank."&nbsp; They had managed to pack into two carry-on bags, the vampire wasn't anticipating staying very long.&nbsp; "On the one hand she's an idiot when it comes to men she's interested in, on the other she's savvy enough to not lure me into a trap.&nbsp; At the most this is likely to be some low-life trying to gain position through her.&nbsp; But we can always hope, I suppose.&nbsp; Maybe this time she found someone decent."&nbsp; Her heels clicking on tile echoed in the almost empty airport, one of the benefits of taking a red-eye flight.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 23:41:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack shook his head and followed Carlotta, one hand straightening the tan shirt and black jacket he was wearing. It was obvious he wasn't used to dressing up, though he wanted to keep a cohesive image with Carlotta and therefore found himself wearing nicer and nicer clothes. "Robin does seem like a smart woman, hopefully this time she found someone decent. Though, I hope it doesn't take away from our fun." He laughed softly and nudged Carlotta as he said it, looking up and out towards the waiting area. "I think I see her, and that must be him." He looked at Patrick from a distance, trying to get a feel for him before they got too close.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 23:56:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin bounced on her toes, seeing her friends coming through past security.&nbsp; She had just seen them a week or so before, but she had missed them and was eager for them both to meet Patrick.&nbsp; <em>I think, I hope, you'll like this one Carlie.&nbsp; Oh please, like him.</em>&nbsp; She didn't quite run to them, glancing at Patrick and letting his presence keep her anchored as she skittered a few steps forward then eased back again, beaming at Carlotta and Jack.&nbsp; <br><hr>Carlotta laughed softly and shook her head, "It's fun, but it's the least of my concerns.&nbsp; Oh look at her, she's like a puppy... sorry, love."&nbsp; She had spotted Robin and her bubbly excitement.&nbsp; "Well, at least she doesn't look like she peed in my shoes this time, she thinks I'll like him and that's not entirely usual.&nbsp; Maybe it's a good sign."&nbsp; The habituation of long friendship gave Carlotta some better sense of Robin's body language and she strode forward to catch the other woman in a hug, out of habit keeping her eyes on Patrick in case he made a sudden move.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 00:04:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick watched with reserved amusement as Robin bounced in place, shaking his head a little. <em>You'd think I befriended a little puppy.</em> He smirked as Carlotta and Jack came up to them, letting Robin go to Carlotta without any hesitance from him. He nodded to Carlotta as she looked at him, then turned to Jack. His nostrils flared, and in any other setting he would have spoken about the canine smell in the room, but he kept his mouth shut and reached out his hand to the large man. "Patrick Glenanne, though you may call me Patrick or Pat if you prefer." He offered the nickname up to try and ease the tension, turning to Carlotta after shaking Jack's hand. "I've heard a lot about you, and I'm glad to finally get a chance to put a face to the name." He bowed slightly to Carlotta before reaching for her hand with his own upturned. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 00:19:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Carlotta waited a beat for Robin to hug Jack, too, then put her hand over Patrick's as the blond woman disengaged.&nbsp; She gave Patrick a smile and a nod, casually appraising both the man and his response to her hugging Jack, "Mr. Glenanne... Patrick, then.&nbsp; I'm Carlotta and this is my Consort, Jack.&nbsp; If you've heard a lot about us then you've got more information than we do, Robin's been a little quiet since her meeting the other day."&nbsp; She took her eyes from Patrick's for a moment to look at Robin, who was shuffling her feet with slight embarrassment, "Been busy, lovey?" Her tone was affectionately teasing, but she was still tracking Patrick's expression out of the corner of her eye. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 00:28:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick glanced as Robin went to hug Jack, noting the affection there and not stepping up at all. He nodded to Carlotta and lifted her hand to his lips, kissing the back of it gently. He grinned as she looked at Robin with that teasing tone, clearing his throat a little to speak up. "I've been keeping her occupied. I trust that nothing happened that needed her attention?" He released Carlotta's hand and clasped his together in front of his waist. <br><br><hr>Jack grinned as Robin hugged him, wrapping his arms around her tight and cupping the back of her head. He kissed her cheek gently as he listened to Carlotta talk to Patrick, moving to stand in beside Carlotta. He didn't speak but grinned at the teasing tone Carlotta had, winking at Robin as he noted her embarrassment. He felt it wasn't quite his place to speak yet, unless Patrick spoke directly to him. He had seen the vampire's nostrils flare, a typical reaction for a vampire unused to werewolf company and was pleased to note that Patrick didn't add anything in words. One arm slipped along Carlotta's back as she spoke to Patrick, rubbing gently as he did so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 00:58:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, we're in a lull, right now, though things are going to heat up again soon."&nbsp; Carlotta left out all the details, the likely conflict with demonic forces that had her scrambling to consolidate and solidify alliances still need-to-know.&nbsp; She noted the nonthreatening posture approvingly, her own relaxing slightly in response and with the soft stroking of Jack's hand over her back.&nbsp; <em>Well, he certainly is charming.</em>&nbsp; Robin's body language was interesting, she seemed momentarily divided on who to stand with, finally settling on moving back to Patrick's side and stepping slightly behind him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 01:43:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick tilted his head as he at least presented interest in Carlotta while he listened. He smiled disarmingly as he saw her relax, reaching over and taking Robin's hand without looking towards her. He didn't guide her, letting her stay behind and to the side of him as he spoke directly to Carlotta. "So, where shall we go from here? The middle of the airport terminal doesn't seem like the best place to get to know one another."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 01:51:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm up for some drinks, and I could use something to eat, somewhere quiet enough we can talk."&nbsp; Carlotta gave Robin a smile, "If either of you have any suggestions, I'm open to them.&nbsp; And Robin, you'll be glad to know that Cleary is babysitting Shane back home so we don't need to have you sit on him this time."&nbsp; She grimaced slightly at the memory of their last trip together and Robin laughed outright, the sound slightly bubbly with happiness and audible relief that Carlotta hadn't taken an instant dislike to her Master.&nbsp; "I have an idea or two, but I think Patrick has been in town longer than I have.&nbsp; What do you think, Sir?" Carlotta's eyebrow twitched up at the title, but she kept any other reaction off of her face.&nbsp; <em>Either a knight or a Dom, or a little of both.&nbsp; Hm.&nbsp; Doesn't look much like a knight.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 04:09:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick picked up on the name Shane and filed it away for his own knowledge and perhaps further investigation. There was obviously something going on that he wasn't being told, but as an outsider to Carlotta's Court he completely understood that. Still, it didn't mean he couldn't do his own searching. As he thought about it, he realized that Robin had turned to him and he smiled at her. "Well, if it is quiet that you're wanting, Vegas is the wrong place to be." He chuckled softly, turning to Carlotta as he continued to speak. "Though, I do know a nice steakhouse a little ways off the Strip, with no problem feeding a variety of guests." He saw Carlotta's eyebrow twitch and simply smiled, his gray eyes sparkling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 04:37:40</strong>
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				"Mmm, I see."&nbsp; What Carlotta saw, exactly, was still up in the air.&nbsp; "A steak house sounds ideal.&nbsp; Do we need to rent a car Robin, or did you get one large enough for all of us?" Robin perked up, "The car should be fine, and I could use something to eat, too."&nbsp; She trailed off, beaming around at the group.&nbsp; "Why don't I go pull it around."&nbsp; She scampered off, leaving Patrick alone with Carlotta and Jack.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 04:44:19</strong>
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				Patrick glanced at Robin, unable to even say anything before she scampered off. He chuckled softly and then glanced at Jack. "Can I help you carry one of those?" He shrugged a little as the werewolf shook his head, shouldering the larger of the two carry on bags with more than a slight showing of masculine posturing. Patrick fell in beside Carlotta and motioned forward. "Well, shall we walk and talk? I'm sure there's plenty you want to know, with Robin gone." He winked at Carlotta with what seemed to be a perpetual smile, his hands slipping into the pockets of his pants.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 04:58:35</strong>
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				"Let's get the traditional questions out of the way then.&nbsp; Who are you, what do you do, and what are your intentions toward my friend?" Carlotta's tone was calm, and she smiled at Patrick, keeping her expression neutral and friendly.&nbsp; &nbsp;"How did you two meet?&nbsp; You have any questions to add, Jack, love?" She grinned, playful but also asking the questions seriously. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 05:15:26</strong>
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				Patrick's gray eyes widened a bit as Carlotta bombarded him with quickfire questions, glad to see her tone and expression not changing. He ran a hand back through his hair and chuckled. "Well, you get right to the chase don't you?" He began to walk as he talked with her, heading towards the place where Robin could pick them up. "Let's see... I'm a small weapons dealer, my shop is all legitimate I promise you." It was true, though Patrick had been known to deal in less than legal business on the side away from his shop. "As far as my intentions, I intend on spending as much time as her schedule allows with Robin, and I intend on giving her what she seems to want in a relationship. A little guidance and control." <br><br>He turned to Jack as Carlotta asked the werewolf if he had any questions, then turned back to Carlotta before Jack could speak. "We met at a fun little club on the strip called Euphoria. If it weren't for the dance music and the general atmosphere I would have said we go there. Perhaps another time, when we feel like cutting loose?" He offered up the question and smiled warmly, then turned back to Jack. "Yes, do you have any questions? I am an open book to the two of you, anything you wish to know."<br><br>Jack smiled and moved closer to Carlotta as they walked, gazing into Patrick's eyes. "Nah, I think I'll let Carlie take this one. She seems to have it pretty well handled." He winked at her and pressed closer still, walking with Patrick towards the exit of the terminal.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 05:58:30</strong>
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				Carlotta considered Patrick's answers, then nodded slowly, "You know, whenever you have a little bit of time and don't mind a harsh story ask her to tell you about Johnny.&nbsp; When you do you'll understand a bit better why I'm so protective of her." She pondered how a friendly threat of bodily harm if he broke Robin's heart would go over.&nbsp; "She's very important to me."&nbsp; Her tone had gotten serious on the last sentence, and her eyes were just a little bit hard as she looked at Patrick before she brought the aggressive instincts back under control, clearing her throat.&nbsp; "Euphoria sounds like a fun place, maybe after one of the meetings in the next day or two."&nbsp; She looked at Jack, giving him a gentle nudge.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 06:08:04</strong>
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				As Carlotta nudged him, Jack cleared his throat and stood up a little taller. "You know, I do have a few questions." He slowed down a bit and looked into the vampire's eyes. "Do you have a Court? Do you swear allegiance to any Matriarch or Patriarch, Courted or not? And possibly most important, have you ever been arrested for anything, felony charges or not?" His eyes hardened a bit as he spoke, letting a bit of the detective out as he looked Patrick over. Maybe it was just a racial holdover, but he came off as a well dressed punk playing with the big boys, and Jack couldn't quite put a finger on why.<br><br>"Ahh..." Patrick chuckled a little at Jack's line of questions. "I'll get the big one out of the way first. Yes, I've been on the wrong side of the law before. You live long enough and its bound to happen once or twice. I was just starting my business and didn't know all the rules and regulations yet, got caught carrying a weapon I wasn't registered to own. I would've gotten off with very little due to my apparent age, but I didn't like the cop's attitude... and then he didn't like mine." He straightened himself up as he spoke directly to Jack, the Wolf a bit taller than him though Patrick did his best to look him square in the eyes. "As for Courts, I've not had much use for them, nor them for me... though things seem to be going a bit downhill as of late, so I might be searching for one before long." He glanced at Carlotta as he said this, flashing a soft smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 06:33:14</strong>
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				Carlotta nodded to Jack, the question one that she might not have asked right off.&nbsp; <em>How much is he not telling us?&nbsp; A lot, I suspect.&nbsp; Keep playing nice and find out more.</em>&nbsp; They reached the curb, waiting for Robin, "So, maybe looking for a Court.&nbsp; Do you have anyone you're connected to?&nbsp; I typically ask for some flavor of references before I consider bringing someone in.&nbsp; Or if there are needed skills... and your connections might be worth having, if you turn out to be interested."&nbsp; She leaned back against Jack's body, she would be asking him for his take later on if he didn't volunteer it, likely before she made a call on Patrick.&nbsp; Robin pulled up in the Audi, leaving it running and getting out, opening the trunk.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 06:47:52</strong>
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				"Only my customers. I tend to stay away from politics... my childhood left a bad taste for them in my mouth." Patrick shrugged a little, then nodded to Carlotta. "I am sure with my time spent with Robin, I will find myself involved in your Court in some capacity from time to time." He let his voice rise at the end of that thought, turning it into a question as they left the terminal to the curb. He smiled as he saw Carlotta lean back into Jack, running one hand back through his hair.<br><br>As Robin pulled up the Audi, Jack whistled low and grinned. "Nice ride." He slung his bag around and headed to the trunk, putting the bags away. "Mind if I drive?" He looked to Patrick first who shook his head, then turned to Robin with what could only be described as puppy dog eyes. Before she even answered he was already heading around towards the front of the car. Patrick walked up to the other side and opened up the passenger's side door, motioning for Carlotta to get in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 07:08:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It would be inevitable, yes."&nbsp; Carlotta nodded and slid into the passenger seat as Robin laughed, "I left it running for you, Rosco, it's a rental and I got insurance on it but try not to get too wild with it."&nbsp; She used Jack's nickname with a smile and a wink and opened the door for Patrick, offering him the seat behind Jack with a look to see if that was acceptable.&nbsp; Carlotta smiled and rolled her eyes affectionately at Robin's effervescent humor, momentarily pulling Jack in for a slow, deep kiss, smiling against his lips.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 07:18:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack's eyes lit up as Robin offered the chance to drive to him. He nodded, not even responding to the nickname as he slid into the driver's side and leaned into Carlotta's kiss, moaning into her lips with a groan of pleasure before moving the seat to accommodate his larger frame. Patrick quirked a brow at the nickname and headed over to the door that Robin offered him after closing the passenger's side door for Carlotta. "Rosco?" he mouthed to Robin, smirking as he slid into the seat behind Jack just in time for Jack to slid his up. Closing his door he waited for Robin to enter, glancing at Jack and Carlotta as Robin slid into the car. "If you don't mind me asking, how did a vampire and a werewolf end up together?" He asked the question with confidence in his voice, his hand slipping over to find Robin's and squeeze it gently.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 07:26:46</strong>
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				"I fell for the help."&nbsp; Carlotta's voice was teasing and she glanced over at Jack, trying to decide how much of the actual story she should tell.&nbsp; "He was, is I suppose in some ways, my bodyguard and we were overtaken by an irresistible attraction while alone together in enemy territory."&nbsp; She smirked, not mentioning the pheromones that her clothing had been doused with by an suborned member of the hotel's staff trying to get one of them killed or her ravished and draw attention away from his employer's plans.&nbsp; "And then we decided we liked each other."&nbsp; <br><br>Robin shrugged, she had never really understood the nickname, but she had asked Jack to give her a better one than the few she had come up with that had him either laughing while he told her 'No!' or growling at her.&nbsp; She smiled at Patrick and squeezed his hand, buckling herself in and almost hesitantly snuggling against his shoulder.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 07:32:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick listened to Carlotta's story as she spoke, smirking at the joke in her words. He glanced over as Robin buckled herself in, doing the same before he reached over and worked his fingers into the hair on the back of her head, pulling her in and kissing her firmly and with more than a slight note of possession. He growled softly, happily against her lips before pulling back and winking at her, slipping his arm around her shoulders. "I understand irresistible attraction, I assure you." He glanced up at Carlotta and Jack through the rearview mirror as he spoke, feeling the car getting underway.<br><br>When Carlotta told the story of how they met, Jack grimaced and playfully glared at her for the joke. He pulled the car out of the lot and headed out towards the exit of the airport. "A few broken beds later and we were inseparable." He winked back at Patrick through the rearview mirror, then his expression turned questioning. "So, where to?" Patrick gave him the directions to the steakhouse and bar, a place that stayed open all night for supernatural patrons.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 07:51:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin looked up into Patrick's eyes, the expression melting and worshipful, smiling with bright blue eyes locked to his.&nbsp; As his arm slipped around her shoulder she snuggled in close, tucking her head against the side of his jaw, hair soft and tickling his neck and cheek.&nbsp; She made a soft happy noise, momentarily forgetting where they were as she leaned against him.&nbsp; Carlotta looked back at Robin and Patrick, smiling almost reluctantly at the obvious affection and comfort she saw between them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 08:02:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick leaned in against Robin as he felt her tuck in against the side of his jaw, his eyes closing as he relaxed into it. He had given Jack detailed directions and figured he wouldn't be needed much before they arrived, so he rested his eyes and held onto Robin. His skin was a little more pale than normal, feeling a need for blood from the combination of fun with Robin and getting out and about and having to answer questions. He had to admit that the questioning hadn't been as brutal as he had expected, he even felt like Carlotta might be starting to like him. To that end he spotted Carlotta looking back at them and winked at her, the gesture affectionate and teasing, and also quite comfortable.<br><br>Jack guided the car out on the highway, almost gawking over the sheer amount of gadgetry in the vehicle. He didn't turn on the GPS as he felt he didn't need it, and the voices always annoyed him. He glanced over to Carlotta, grinning a little as he saw the smile on her face. "I like him." He spoke softly to her, almost mouthing the words as he focused on the traffic leading to the highway. Even at this hour in Vegas the roads were packed, traffic both backed up and moving like crazy in alternating spots. The lights were almost dazzling, the night seeming as bright as day in the city. Jack felt a little tense in a city this large, feeling a distinct need to run out into the wilderness and strip down. He smirked at the thought, glancing at the others and thinking about how they might react to such a thing. Deciding to leave that to fantasy he continued on his way to the highway and headed towards the steakhouse.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 08:34:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Carlotta nodded slowly, expression speculative.&nbsp; Her first impression of Patrick was positive, but he also seemed to be working hard to impress.&nbsp; That could mean a number of things.&nbsp; At the least problematic he simply knew how important her opinion was to Robin, at worst he was trying to shine her past some sort of dark secret.&nbsp; He at least seemed to be far better for Robin than her previous lovers, willing to cuddle with her and be openly affectionate in a way that didn't seem sleazy or excessively sexual.&nbsp; She watched Robin snuggled in blissfully against Patrick, Carlotta's own hand straying over to stroke Jack's knee, going back to watching traffic.&nbsp; The pressure could be put on Patrick more later if she felt the need to, it was best to get him comfortable with her to keep it from being a hostile interrogation. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:07:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick overheard Jack speak and he grinned softly, reaching his hand up along Robin's shoulder and running his nails lightly along her neck under her hair. He teased her skin as they rode along, watching the scenery go by in the dark. Soon they were pulling off the highway and he saw the steakhouse in the distance, a dive looking joint with the name "Carson's" in broken lights over the dark wooden building. "That's the place." He spoke up slightly, watching as Jack nodded and drove them towards the restaurant. "I know it doesn't look like much, but you'll be surprised. "<br><br>Jack nodded as Patrick pointed out the restaurant, pulling them into the parking lot and finding a good spot. He parked the car and turned it off, looking in the rearview mirror. "Surprised, huh?" He quirked a brow at Patrick, easing out of the car and coming around to open the door for Carlotta. In the back, Patrick unbuckled himself and opened his door, chuckling at Jack's response as he did the same and came around to Robin's side. "Come on, let's get inside." He dropped his name for her as he spoke, though his tone was still commanding while soft. Truth be told, one of Patrick's reasons for enjoying this restaurant was the waitstaff. One would think they were in competition with Hooters, a fact that Patrick failed to mention as he walked with the group towards the restaurant.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:28:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could only be surprised." Carlotta's tone was light as she climbed out of the car and looked at the restaurant, but she licked her lips slowly.&nbsp; If there was going to be an ideal time for Patrick to spring a trap on them, this would be it, walking into an unfamiliar and frankly slightly seedy looking place.&nbsp; She gave Jack a moment of extra eye contact, quirking an eyebrow at the place even as she started moving toward it.&nbsp; It wasn't that she thought he was going to, but there was such a thing as due caution.&nbsp; Robin unbuckled herself and looked at the restaurant with her head tilted as they walked, "I think we might be a little overdressed, Sir."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:36:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nonsense. It just means others will be underdressed." Patrick winked at Robin as he looped his arm with hers. He walked with a quiet confidence, adjusting his suit as he headed towards the entrance. "It's not a trap, Carlotta. Believe me, I know that look anywhere. I've given it, quite a few times." He chuckled softly, easily as he led Robin to catch up with Jack and Carlotta. Jack glanced at Carlotta and sniffed the air, trying to see if anything felt off. Not sensing anything, he shrugged and moved closer to his lover and let his eyes wander to take in everything. <br><br>As they reached the door, Patrick's reason for loving this place became apparent. The bar was manned by two female bartenders, wearing barely enough for a single outfit between them and covered in a combination of sweat and alcohol. The bar area itself was a little loud, but the building was built in such a way that only half of the restaurant seemed to be affected by the noise. Patrick made a gesture towards one of the waitresses and pointed out the size of the group as he led them back to a quiet booth, the din of noise from the bar barely a whisper. He grinned at Jack and Carlotta as he ushered Robin into a seat and slid in next to her, stretching out comfortably in the plush booth. "Isn't this place wonderful?" He grinned as he picked up a menu off the table and began looking through it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:46:01</strong>
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				"Hmm.&nbsp; Have you really?"&nbsp; Carlotta asked the question casually, wondering when an arms dealer on the up-and-up might have that occasion.&nbsp; She caught sight of the bartenders and held back a laugh, the 'ugh, men' levity almost entirely clear of her face as they settled down in a booth.&nbsp; Robin had been looking at the women behind the bar with a rather started expression, but she shrugged and relaxed again as they got to the quieter side of the restaurant, hanging close to Patrick's side.&nbsp; Her gestures weren't, quite, staking her claim but they were a bit defensive before she managed to get herself under control.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 01:53:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned softly as Robin practically clung to his side. He leaned over and whispered against her ear, his words for her only. "Don't worry, my girl. I'm here with you, and your friends. Not them." He pulled back and picked up his menu again, glancing over at Carlotta and Jack. "Dinner is on me, tonight." He left little room for negotiation as he said that, smiling at the waitress that came to their table. She was wearing a tight, low-cut top that showed off not only cleavage but a toned stomach, and a pair of almost too short shorts. To his benefit, Patrick's eyes only moved up her body to reach her own gaze, staying there as he ordered a warmed up glass of AB negative, and a whiskey and coke. He turned to Carlotta and Jack and motioned for them to order, glancing over at Robin as well as he smiled warmly. Jack cleared his throat and ordered a rare steak with with a beer, keeping his eyes as high up on the woman as possible. As the waitress took the girls' orders, Jack shot a glare at Patrick that mostly hid an almost boyish grin behind it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 02:08:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's whispered response had Robin relaxing a bit more, as did his focus on the waitress's eyes when she was so clearly dressed to be ogled.&nbsp; It was hard to get past the number of times men she had been with had thought nothing of undressing the women around them with their eyes right in front of her, if not in fact planning to undress them in a much less figurative sense as soon as her back was turned. "I'll have AB positive, and maybe some of the chicken alfredo?&nbsp; Carlie, do you want to split it?"&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, that's kind of you."&nbsp; Carlotta smiled at Robin and nodded, she had always enjoyed eating, even she didn't strictly need to.&nbsp; Maybe it was part of being French. "Chicken alfredo sounds good, a Caesar salad, a bottle of B negative, and a glass of white wine for me.&nbsp; Something on the dry side, on the wine."&nbsp; She wasn't sure if she should hold out much hope on the wine being palatable, but it was worth a shot in any case.&nbsp; Her own eyes had traveled at a comfortable pace over the expanse of exposed skin that the waitress had on display and she smiled slightly.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 02:22:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The waitress took the orders and smiled to Carlotta. Her accent was fake and deeply southern, giving a bit of a counter to the intelligence with which she spoke. "We have a Chardonnay from the Rombauer Vineyards that has just been brought up from the cellars. Shall I just pour the glass, or would you prefer the bottle?" Her eyes glistened as she spoke, the orders of blood not even seeming to faze her.<br><br>Patrick nodded to Carlotta as she ordered, his hand slipping under the table and grazing over Robin's thigh. He glanced at the waitress as she took their orders, unable to keep his eyes off her forever. He was on his best behavior but her attire was having the desired effect and his slacks were taut against his lap. He didn't allow himself a long look as he stroked Robin's skin under the soft silk of her dress.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 02:31:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll just have a glass unless anyone else wants to join me."&nbsp; Carlotta was smiling a bit more openly in return, her eyes keen as she took in the elaborate act that the woman was putting on.&nbsp; It seemed a shame, to her, that she felt it necessary to do so, but she appreciated the service and intelligence behind the ruse.&nbsp; She kept her eyes open for promising women and men, and the fact that the girl seemed entirely unfazed by their orders piqued her interest, of course she would have to be careful in case the local Court thought she might be poaching. <br><br>Robin's knees slid apart as Patrick's hand slipped over her thigh, leaning forward against the table to hide the gentle stroke of her Master's fingertips over her cool skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 02:37:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick waved off the offer to join in the wine with his free hand, his other dipping lower as Robin leaned forward and opened her thighs for his touch. He kept his movements subtle, giving her a soft and pleased smiled as he guided the silk of her dress up her thighs slowly. After the orders were taken, the waitress left with a promise that the drinks and food wouldn't take long. Patrick leaned forward comfortably to keep his arm from seeming uncomfortably out of place as he smiled to Carlotta and Jack. "So, how are you two enjoying the place so far?" He smirked as Jack glanced around, obviously more than a little interested in the "view" the bar had to offer. To his credit Jack only shrugged, playing it off. "Seems nice, the waitress sounded like she knew what she was doing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 02:48:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Carlotta ran an elegantly manicured hand over her face, immediately catching the not-so-subtle motions of Patrick's hand.&nbsp; She leaned forward as well, resting her chin on her hand.&nbsp; "I'll have to withhold judgement until the food gets here, but it's got layers that aren't obvious from the outside."&nbsp; Her eyes rested casually on Patrick's right arm for a moment before sliding back up to his face, "I have to admit, your comment about anticipating an ambush intrigued me.&nbsp; You have experience in that area?"&nbsp; She was trying to keep the evening from becoming an interrogation, but the overt sexuality of the place and Patrick's cocky self-assurance were starting to grate and she was getting weary of dancing around issues.&nbsp; Besides that, if Patrick was going to be even allied with her Court she needed to know more about him and his skills and experience.&nbsp; Robin, who had nodded along to Jack's comment, went a little more still as Carlotta shifted forward, her tone reinforcing the fact that she had altered somewhat into business mode, still congenial but showing a little more of her edge. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 02:55:12</strong>
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				Patrick felt a lump appear in his throat as Carlotta leaned forward, though he kept his outward appearance clean and clear of any response. His hand slowly moved to Robin's thigh as he listened to Carlotta, leaning back a bit. "Well, let us just say that my business hasn't always been on the up and up, and I've still got a few friends, and more than a few enemies, from those days. Even today, not all of my clientele has the...proper papers to acquire what I can sell in just any store." His eyes sparkled as he revealed a little more about his business, while still staying somewhat enigmatic. "I keep a close watch on those I work with, as well as reading up as much as I can before I even step foot into that arena. I have to admit I've stepped out of my comfort zone meeting you, but Robin here vouched for you and I trust her." He smiled warmly still, though the expression had a bit of an edge to it. As they spoke, their orders started to come in. <br><br>Jack took his steak greedily and almost growled as he began to cut into the meat, staying quiet on the talk of business until someone spoke directly to him. When Patrick spoke more candidly about his business, Jack took notice and lifted his head, his eyes a little cold as he stared down Patrick. "And just what do you mean proper papers? Are you telling us that you're in the business of selling illegal firearms?" Patrick grinned softly and lifted his hand, shaking his head a little. "You've got me all wrong. Those like us have a much harder time getting the proper registration for things like that. I simply grease the wheels and make it easier for those who would otherwise find no problem passing the background checks. I do extensive research into those I work with, but even then a businessman can never be too careful."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 03:15:52</strong>
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				Carlotta smiled at the waitress, taking her eyes off Patrick to ease the tension as she passed Robin her half of the pasta, pushing a little bit of salad onto her plate in an almost maternal gesture.&nbsp; She wasn't especially hungry, but she drank her blood quickly enough to keep it from going cool before picking up her fork.&nbsp; "I immigrated when things were a little more relaxed, legally, but keeping my papers up to date has been incredibly difficult until recently.&nbsp; I believe I've had to be my own fictional mother twice now."&nbsp; It was neither a condoning or condemnation of Patrick's business, simply an acknowledgement of his logic and said rather more for Jack's benefit than Patrick's. <br><br>Robin followed Carlotta's lead, drinking down the bottle of blood rapidly, her own gulps quite a bit more hungry.&nbsp; "I might need another of those."&nbsp; She dug into her pasta to clear the taste of the synthetic blood out of her mouth, watching for the waitress as she cut the chicken and picked at the salad obediently, staying well out of the conversation.&nbsp; She knew Carlotta didn't approve of the criminal and semi-criminal men she tended to gravitate to, not because of their illegal activities necessarily but because they tended to act badly outside of the business side of their lives. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 03:28:39</strong>
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				"Aye, I immigrated at what seemed to be the worst of times. It was bad enough that I came across the pond as a vampire, but being an Irishman, that was just unforgivable." Patrick chuckled softly at his own joke and tipped back the glass of blood, letting the thick and warm liquid pass over his lips and then drinking more steadily as the first drops hit. His eyes brightened a bit as he drank, nodding to Robin in agreement as he put the empty glass down. "I think you may be onto something, love." He winked at her and lifted his hand to get the attention of a waitress, his eyes going back to Carlotta and Jack.<br><br>Jack relaxed some as Carlotta spoke, but kept a more keen eye on Patrick. He didn't approve of the criminal element in any business, Carlotta's included, though he had slowly come to relax at the thought some and lose a bit of the Cop that was in him. He dug into his steak hungrily, tearing at the meat with a feral expression that at times rivaled that of the hungriest vampire there. The juice of the steak dripped a little onto his skin, leaving a pink trail from his lips as he ate. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 03:48:07</strong>
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				"I came in 1894 on one of those miserable packed boats full of screaming babies and hordes of people who didn't speak each others' languages.&nbsp; Airplanes are an incredible invention."&nbsp; Carlotta swirled her wine in the glass then took a slow sip, enjoying the bouquet of it.&nbsp; She reached over carefully, catching the trickle of juice on Jack's chin with her finger, watching his expression to make sure she wasn't about to lose a digit.&nbsp; <br><br>Robin spoke up softly, "I was born in the States, and I could get a real set of papers before I had to do more than send off a couple rounds of 'interview the old woman' people by pretending I was a nurse."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 03:57:33</strong>
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				Patrick turned to Robin and grinned softly as she spoke up, listening intently to the stories being told at the table. The same waitress walked over and grinned as she looked at the two couples. "Another glass of blood for the three of you?" She spoke up speculatively, Patrick nodding as he looked over and grinned at Carlotta and Jack. Jack had lashed out with a wink at Carlotta's finger without biting it, letting her take the juice and blood from his chin if she wished. "I'll have another AB negative. AB positive for you, my dear?" He looked at Robin, ordering for her but doing so questioningly, allowing for her to speak up to change it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 04:07:09</strong>
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				Carlotta licked her finger clean, shaking her head, "I'm set, I believe.&nbsp; This is a good vintage, though, thank you for the recommendation.&nbsp; I'll have to look into the vineyard more when I get home."&nbsp; She smiled lovingly at Jack, "Want another steak?" Carlotta was taking Patrick's offer to buy dinner seriously, and she knew that one helping wasn't always enough for a werewolf.&nbsp; Robin paused, thinking, then nodded, "It is my favorite, Sir."&nbsp; She enjoyed it when a man ordered for her, but she had also eaten altogether too many meals that she would never have chosen for herself that way and she liked the balance Patrick was striking.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 04:15:17</strong>
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				The waitress quirked a brow as Robin called Patrick "Sir" but let it go. She turned back to Jack as he nodded, licking his lips. "Yes, please. Another rib-eye, rare." He almost growled the cooking order, his eyes lighting up as he said it. The waitress smiled at Carlotta, nodding to her. "I thought you might enjoy that, honey. They're in the Napa Valley, we get a shipment every other week in the growing season." She winked as she spoke, not for any reason but more out of habit. "I'll get you two a fresh glass, and I'll bring your steak out right away." She turned after she spoke and headed off towards a table where a few patrons had gotten a little handsy with another waitress. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 04:28:54</strong>
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				Carlotta turned her head to see if the restaurant staff had the situation with the other customer handled.&nbsp; She wasn't really the type who was always spoiling for a fight, but it had been a while since she'd gotten a chance to actually get her hands dirty in a situation that wasn't life-or-death.&nbsp; In her own Court it was usually beneath her to be physically involved in conflicts and she had to take on the role of peacemaker more often than not.&nbsp; Robin squeezed in a little further behind Patrick, watching with wide blue eyes and reading Carlotta's eagerness to join in in her body language, "Carlie... I think they've got it."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 04:36:33</strong>
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				As Robin squeezed in behind him, Patrick wrapped one arm back over her protectively. "Don't worry, it looks like a group of humans, and well under control. Probably just can't hold their liquor." The look in his eyes was one of excitement as one of the guys stood up in the waitresses face, only to have her shove him around and pin his arm behind his back. "Well, now, that one seems to have a little more up her sleeve than you'd think." He chuckled softly and turned to look at Carlotta and Jack. Jack was tense as he watched for a moment, forcing himself to focus on his drink again as he sipped it. As the rowdy customer was hauled away by a woman half his size, Patrick felt a buzz in his slacks. He pulled his arm away from Robin and reached down, picking up his phone and looking to see who it was. "I'm sorry, loves but I'm going to have to take this." He looked apologetically between Robin and Carlotta before getting up and heading away from the table. Pressing the green button on the touch screen, he put the phone to his ear and headed out towards the front of the building. "Caitlyn, its been a while. How the hell are you, love?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 04:45:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just a few days, which seems like hardly anything when you're planning a wedding.&nbsp; And the answer is 'frazzled' but it's going to be worth it when this all comes together."&nbsp; Caitlyn was sitting in the suite she and Daelen shared, surrounded by bits of ribbon and a row of candle holders and vases that she had been working on sprucing up for the ceremony to add a more personal touch.&nbsp; "How about you?&nbsp; Did I interrupt something?" <br><br>Carlotta and Robin looked at each other then shrugged as Patrick took the call, Carlotta leaning across the table toward Robin, "So you're happy?&nbsp; Genuinely, actually happy with him?&nbsp; How long have you known each other?"&nbsp; Robin paused to think, Patrick's absence giving her the mental space to do so, "I am, I think, and not very long at all.&nbsp; If it doesn't work it doesn't work, but... I don't know, don't you think he's better than all the others?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 04:51:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick leaned against the side of the building, the old and stained wood digging a little into his suit. "I'm sure you'll do fine with it, love. So, what pulled you out of your planning to call me?" He paused as she asked him about his night. "I'm actually with someone, but I've always got time for you." His voice was soft and sweet, not the least bit apologetic for being on a date when Caitlyn called him. <br><br>"Well, I don't know about the others, but he's certainly got a flair about him." Jack looked at Robin, his eyes locking to hers as he reached across the table. "I can't speak for Carlie, but I just want you to be happy, and he certainly seems to make you happy." He winked at her and grasped her arm, squeezing it gently. He chuckled softly, turning to look at Carlotta without letting Robin go. "We can't exactly say much for getting involved before you know someone." He smirked at her and leaned over, tilting his head and capturing Carlotta's lips, kissing her slowly and deeply.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 05:02:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I talked it over with Daelen, and I was wondering if you wanted to come.&nbsp; To the wedding, I mean, and you could bring a date if you wanted?"&nbsp; Caitlyn looked up at the ceiling, realizing to some extent that what she was feeling was relief that Patrick was seeing other people, too, along with a note of jealousy that she pushed down.&nbsp; "Provided she's not going to get upset about vampires and demons and all that, I presume she knows about you but demons were a bit of a shock to me when I first ran into them." <br><br>Carlotta smiled ruefully, "We didn't exactly have a lot of choice in the matter what with you giving me the bedroom eyes the second you walked up to me, you big trollop."&nbsp; She nuzzled Jack's lips, kissing back, enjoying the chance to tease the man over what had been a confusing and distressing situation despite how much enjoyment she had gotten out of it.&nbsp; She also reached out to Robin, holding her hand gently.&nbsp; She slowly broke the kiss, looking back at Robin.&nbsp; "He seems like he's willing to work with us.&nbsp; To be a bit crass about the whole thing, we need all the allies we can get, and we can't afford to let our own guard drop or put less than everything we've got into what's coming." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 05:10:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"He wants me to come?" Patrick was more than a little surprised at Caitlyn's invitation, expecting that Daelen had put up a fight to keep him away. He chuckled softly, noting a hint of jealousy in Caitlyn's tone. "Oh, I doubt she'll be upset about all that, seeing that she's in a Court and apparently 'good friends' with a Wolf too." He ran his hand back through his hair as he talked on the phone, leaning back comfortably. "I wondered when you'd invite me. I knew you couldn't keep away." His tone was teasing as he spoke to her, glad on some level to get away from all the Good Behavior.<br><br>Jack chuckled and nuzzled Carlie's lips, nipping at her teasingly. "What can I say, I like a woman who knows what she wants." He winked at her and leaned back as Carlie reached for Robin, turning to face her as well. "Carlie's right, we need as much help as we can get, and he seems like he's at least street savvy." He shrugged and reached one arm around Carlie's shoulders. As they talked the second round of drinks and Jack's steak came. He waved off the apology at the time it took, winking at the waitress disarmingly and stopping her as she left. "Our friend is going to be a minute, would it be too much to keep his glass warm while he's gone?" He reached over for the glass left for Patrick, handing it to the waitress as he spoke. The waitress nodded and took the glass, letting her fingers run over Jack's gently. She looked slightly disappointed by the warmth she felt there, shrugging a little as she walked off with Patrick's glass.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 05:21:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh my, well, is she local?&nbsp; I might have to make some sort of overture to her Matriarch if so, and that gets complicated since we're technically here without an invitation."&nbsp; Caitlyn flopped backward on the bed, wincing and pulling a pair of scissors out from under her back.&nbsp; "And he didn't put up a fuss about it, you're the only friend I have Stateside that I know of.&nbsp; And here's me unable to resist your many charms."&nbsp; She smirked through the last sentence, fiddling with a piece of ribbon with one hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Both women shut up as the waitress came up, and Carlotta gave a deadly little smile as the waitress touched Jack, fortunately aimed at the woman's back.&nbsp; As she left Robin nodded, expression a bit resigned but determined, "I'll feel him out a bit more if I get the chance, at the very least he's going to have to be ok with me doing a lot of traveling... I don't think I can keep him out of the loop forever."&nbsp; She looked over at Carlotta, who nodded slowly, squeezing her hand.&nbsp; "I don't see the harm in giving him a briefing about what we're up against, provided he can be discrete about it until things break. If you could leave out too many names that would be good, try to keep it vague.&nbsp; He can talk to me if he really wants more details.&nbsp; Exceptions, of course, if you're facing danger and need him up to speed." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 05:28:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick chuckled at the 'many charms' comment, fiddling with his suit jacket. "Well, if the old man doesn't mind me coming, I'd love to be there. I promise, I won't even get into a fight." He chuckled again, smirking. "As for talking to her Matriarch, I can do that too. I'm here with her and her lover, as well." He didn't give any more explanation than that, preferring to make it sound as dirty as it did. <br><br>Jack gave a slightly confused look at the waitress as she left but shrugged it off, turning and nodding to Robin. "If he can't be trusted with what is going on, then what good is he, right?" He smiled lightly and winked at Robin, leaning into Carlotta a bit. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 05:39:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"The names to give her are Caitlyn and Daelen Montague and the wedding's at 1 am Saturday, I'll text you the details.&nbsp; This isn't the Vegas Matriarch, right?&nbsp; I hear she's a stickler for protocol.&nbsp; If they look like they want an invitation too, go ahead and extend one I suppose, there's plenty of room."&nbsp; &nbsp;Caitlyn shook her head, "And no fighting allowed at, before, or after the wedding.&nbsp; We're not going to have a church or a priest, but I want it to be nice." <br><br>Carlotta slid her free arm around Jack's back, giving him a squeeze, "Look at me getting all possessive."&nbsp; She shook her head, "I think she just wanted to see if you were a vampire, you're the only one of us she's had a chance to touch.&nbsp; That or she was trying to seduce my man in which case we may need to have a cat fight out back."&nbsp; Her tone on the last sentence was joking, but she was also fairly sure that if someone did try to 'steal' Jack from her that she would be responding aggressively.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 20:37:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I didn't ask where she was from, but I believe they're from out of town." Patrick shrugged even though he knew Caitlyn couldn't see it, running a hand back and mussing up his own hair. "I promise love, no fighting. I won't even fuck the bride unless I ask first." He grinned, running his tongue along his fangs as he speaks. Pushing up off the wall he lets his tone get serious again. "But I'll let her know&nbsp; she's invited if she seems to want to come. I should get back inside, I'm sure my date is missing me." He chuckled softly, licking his lips. "Take care, babe." With that he hung up the phone and headed back inside. Before heading back to the group he stopped by the bar and chatted with one of the bartenders, ending up with a free drink.<br><br>Jack pressed closer to Carlotta with a grin, slipping his hand over her thigh and knee. "I think she was disappointed I wasn't one." He laughed softly, winking at her as she mentioned a fight. "Don't say that, I might just let you do it!" He laughed, looking up as Patrick came over and letting the laughter die down. Patrick grinned at the group, sipping the martini he got from the bartender and winking at Robin. "Miss me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 20:49:16</strong>
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				"Such a gentleman."&nbsp; Caitlyn shook her head, laughing a little as she hung up the phone, wandering into the other room to cuddle Daelen for a moment before getting back to the seemingly endless list of things she had to do for the wedding.&nbsp; <br><br>Carlotta gave Robin's hand a squeeze, letting it go gently and smirking at Patrick, "I just couldn't live without you." Robin gave Carlotta a panicked look for a moment, then laughed as she realized the woman was teasing, nodding to Patrick, "I did, Sir." Carlotta shook her head slightly at the panic, leaning harder against Jack as if to remind and reassure Robin that she had already staked her claim to a man.&nbsp; <em>He's not my type, either. Hopefully she'll remember that before she takes a joke the wrong way again.</em>&nbsp; <br><br>Robin relaxed, licking her lips, "Jack asked them to keep your blood warm for you.&nbsp; I hope that was ok?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 21:00:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick settled in next to Robin, winking at Carlotta. "Well now, I didn't know you felt that way!" He chuckled as he slipped a hand over Robin's thigh, nodding. "Mmmm thank you, <em>a ghrá</em>." He leaned back and sipped his martini, grinning as he looked over and saw Jack wrap his arm around Carlotta's midsection a little possessively, his large hand spread over the woman's stomach. Lifting his hand, Patrick motioned for the waitress. "Hopefully they have it nice and warm for me still." She saw him and nodded her understanding, anticipating what he was going to ask for and bringing over the warmed up glass. He winked at her and took a sip, nodding his approval. "Mmmm perfect."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 21:07:14</strong>
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				&nbsp;"<em>A ghrá</em>?"&nbsp; Robin whispered the question against Patrick's ear, not wanting to look ignorant in front of the others, only mangling the pronunciation a little bit.&nbsp; She tried to stay out of the way of his arm and hand as he brought the glass to his lips, but had no interest in giving him more room than was absolutely necessary.&nbsp; Carlotta stroked along the back of Jack's hand and wrist, giving him a smile that crinkled the corners of her eyes, and mouthing "cat fight" to him with a wink.&nbsp; "I'm glad it stayed good under a lamp or however they kept it warm, the bottled stuff is a Godsend but there are some issues with it."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 21:15:08</strong>
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				Patrick bit his bottom lip slightly, not enough to break the skin. He pressed his ear against Robin's cool lips, eyes closing as he let out a soft sighing moan. Turning to face her he leaned in and whispered against her ear. "It is Gaelic, my dear, for 'my love'." He breathed out the words against her skin before turning back and lifting his drink to his lips, nodding to Carlotta. "I don't know what they did with it, but it only thickened a little in the process." He shrugged and downed half of the glass in one go, licking his red stained lips. <br><br>Jack glanced down at Carlotta's hand as she stroked over his hand and wrist, leaning into her and whispering against her ear. "Save that aggression for me, sexy." He growled the words softly, grinning as he leaned back and lifted his drink, downing the last of it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 21:25:35</strong>
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				Robin shivered with delight, looking down at the table to mask just how wide her smile was.&nbsp; She reached out for her own glass, finishing it quickly and picking with a little more interest at the remains of her half plate of food.&nbsp; Carlotta joined her after giving Jack's thigh a lingering squeeze, polishing off her meal.&nbsp; She was deeply curious about the phone call, but it was rude to ask and she let the conversation lull slightly as she and Robin finished eating, pushing her plate back.&nbsp; "Okay, I'm sold on this place.&nbsp; I probably wouldn't come here in this outfit again, but the food is definitely good and the wine isn't half bad, either."&nbsp; She leaned into Jack, elegant hand holding the stem of her wine glass.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 21:36:47</strong>
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				Patrick smirked as Robin tried to mask her smile, reaching over and lifting her chin as he shook his head a little to admonish her for hiding it. He tipped back his glass and drained the blood from it, groaning happily as he finished it off. With a grin, he looked around the table as he conversation lulled. Jack wriggled a little in his seat, making Patrick wonder what might be happening under the table. He smirked at that and leaned back, wrapping his arm over Robin's shoulders. "I'm glad you all enjoyed it. I have to admit, I had a bit of an ulterior motive bringing you here, but nothing like I'm sure you expected. This place just reminded me of the old lesson me mum used to tell. Never judge a book by its cover." <br><br>He leaned back more, settling comfortably into the leather cushion of the booth. "Now that we've got dinner out of the way, I have an invitation I'd like to extend, to all of you. A dear old friend and sometimes lover of mine is getting married, despite my best warnings." He laughed softly, gray eyes sparkling. "She's invited me, and said I could extend the invitation if I wished to." He looked around the table, eyes landing on Robin's last as he leaned into her a little. "I automatically thought to invite Robin, and it would be rude of me not to include my newest friends."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 21:54:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin beamed outright at Patrick, cuddling into him as he put his arm around her shoulders.&nbsp; Her expression dulled for a moment as he mentioned a 'sometimes lover' but she pushed the surge of nerves aside and snuggled in tighter.&nbsp; <em>He picked me, and even if she is prettier than me, she's getting married.&nbsp; It'd be good to meet his friends, right?</em>&nbsp; "I'd like to go, Sir."&nbsp; <br><br>Carlotta laughed softly at Patrick's rather pointed comment, "It wasn't the cover we were concerned about, the cover's very nice, it was the pages." She just managed to bite off a 'kid' at the end of that sentence.&nbsp; She smiled and listened to the invitation, "I presume it's at a time of day I won't have trouble with.&nbsp; When is it?"&nbsp; She looked over at Jack, trying to gauge his interest in attending.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 22:15:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick curled his arm more as Robin cuddled into him, not noticing her dulling expression as he turned to the table and listened. He smirked at Carlotta's comment, having spent enough time as a lower class citizen to hear the derogatory tone bitten off at the end. He didn't let it outwardly faze him however as he leaned back and grinned softly. "1 am this Saturday, apparently and here in Vegas. The bride and groom are both vampires as well, so there won't be any issue there. Cait's going to send me the details she says, if she remembers in the frenzy that is her planning this wedding." He laughed softly, imagining Caitlyn with her hair all tousled and makeup messed up, surrounded by flowers or invitations or decorations. He shook off the thought and leaned into Robin more, turning to Jack, who grinned softly. "Sounds like a party... can't miss a wedding in Vegas, of all places." He laughed softly and tugged Carlotta in against him a little more, the drinks loosening him up and the affection at the table giving him thoughts of what to do when they got alone again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 22:37:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Carlotta smiled, affectionately sliding her leg over Jack's knee.&nbsp; He was far more physically demonstrative than most of her past lovers had been, and she found that she enjoyed that, enjoyed being pulled against his body and kissed, touched and rubbed on affectionately and to demonstrate his claim to her.&nbsp; It didn't activate any of her old defenses in the same way that it had when male vampires tried to physically restrain or claim her, even in an embrace or under them for sex.&nbsp; She was about to ask another question when Patrick's phone buzzed, making Robin start slightly.&nbsp; It wasn't just a vibrate, the ring tone was a BUZZ, and Robin looked at the phone, blinking at it and trying to separate which was which.&nbsp; <br><br>When Patrick picked the phone up to check the text, Robin caught a glimpse of the screen before turning away politely, trying to keep down the upwelling of curiosity.&nbsp; <em>"Caitlyn and Daelen Montague invite..."&nbsp; It sounds like they're married already.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 21:51:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack glanced down at Carlotta's leg, running his hand along her shin and knee slowly. He enjoyed being physical with her, being with someone who actually appreciated the urgency he sometimes felt. He no longer felt a need to stake his claim, but he enjoyed doing so anyway, letting people know in public that she was with him on no uncertain terms. He saw Carlotta's head move as if she was going to speak, but then a strange buzzing startled him. He cocked his head and looked as Patrick picked up his phone. <br><br>"A little strange to have that as a ringtone, isn't it?" He chuckled a little as he asked the question, tone full of curiosity. Patrick looked up at him and shrugged after glancing at the screen. "Makes it much easier to hear in a crowded place, and doesn't sound like a ringtone." He smiled as he looked over at Robin as she looked away, then picked up his phone to study the text again. "Cait sent me the information for the wedding." He chuckled softly. "Poor girl is already calling herself Caitlyn Montague, after her soon to be husband Daelen." He shook his head a little and curled his arm more around Robin, curling her in against his body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 22:01:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Caitlyn Montague... You know, I think I may possibly know them?&nbsp; Or at least the girl."&nbsp; Carlotta frowned as she tried to remember, "Is Caitlyn blonde, petite, a singer, looks about sixteen?"&nbsp; She debated what else to say, including 'tragically straight,' "Ah... may or may not have played some role in the... what do you call it in English, I suppose it's just 'the French Revolution.'"&nbsp; She cocked her head to the side, looking at Patrick with interest as she leaned into Jack's body.&nbsp; "If not, you'll have to forgive me, the name just sounds very familiar."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 22:30:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick perked up a bit as Carlotta spoke, smirking and nodding. "Well well, what a small world, especially since I met the girl in Ireland... though she did seem a little out of place at the time." He chuckled and reached up, stroking Robin's hair gently and slowly. "Aye but that is the girl. Always the revolutionary." His gray eyes seemed to sparkle as he spoke about her, almost as if a fire was lit behind them. "And Daelen was a warrior of some renown, apparently." He didn't say more about him, seemingly happy to leave the description there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 05:25:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He kept his head down during the Revolution, from what I could tell.&nbsp; Based on the name and what Caitlyn told me, probably because he's an aristo."&nbsp; Carlotta's tone was a little tight on the last word, but she shook it off.&nbsp; "Old baggage.&nbsp; Anyway, I'd love to go to their wedding.&nbsp; Have you met the groom?"&nbsp; She smiled a little at the way Robin seemed almost tranced out at the stroke of Patrick's hand over her short hair, fallen out of its normal tight curls into a looser style that framed her face.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 06:54:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick listened to Carlotta and glanced over at Robin, smirking softly at the almost glazed over look she had. He slipped his hand around to the side of her neck and guided her in against his chest, looking up at Carlie again, his eyes the only noticeable reaction to how she spoke about Daelen's possible status. "No, I can't say that I have. They were no longer together when she and I met, and I was long out of the picture before she met up with him again from what I hear." He didn't say why he was out of the picture, his time in prison not a subject he liked to discuss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 07:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Me neither, he does seem to be a man of mystery." Carlotta licked her lips slowly and rested against Jack's body, working to relax her muscles.&nbsp; "They were still together when I met her, and she turned out to be tragically straight and unwooable." She smirked softly, watching Patrick's expression and making a little face that said 'aww' as Robin cuddled in, her blue eyes closing as she snuggled in against Patrick's check, head tucked under his chin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 07:13:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack had&nbsp; been listening, not having much to say on the Revolution as it was way before his time. He felt Carlie's muscles tense against him and reached up, wrapping his strong hands over her shoulders and massaging them. When she spoke about Cait's straightness Jack chuckled, nuzzling against her ear and whispering. "What a shame." He massaged over her arms and shoulders to relax her, watching Patrick and Robin with a look of adoration at the way Robin was acting. Patrick smiled down at Robin as her eyes closed, chuckling softly. "If I didn't know any better I'd say I needed to get this one into bed." He laughed a little more outright and ran his fingers along Robin's throat, slowly caressing over her soft, cool skin. "Well, Caitlyn did always enjoy her men to be a bit of a mystery." He laughed softly and winked at Carlotta, looking down at the empty table.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 07:24:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Carlotta smiled and relaxed under Jack's touch, giving him a slight smile over her shoulder.&nbsp; "That's adorable.&nbsp; Robin, <em>ma bichette</em>, do you want to call it a night?"&nbsp; Robin blinked and opened her eyes, giving her friends a dreamy smile across the table, "Whenever... I'm not in a hurry."&nbsp; Carlotta laughed at the almost drunk tone in her voice, smiling more openly at Patrick and addressing him softy, "Keep her that happy and I think I'll grow quite fond of you."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 07:33:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack smirked down at Carlotta and leaned over her shoulder to kiss her gently. "It really is, isn't it?" He winked at Robin as she opened her eyes, chuckling at the&nbsp; drunk tone in her voice. He started to ask if they had put something in the food, but due to the situation at large felt it was a bad joke to make. He nodded to Patrick, smirking at him. "Whatever it is you're doing, you're doing it well." Patrick simply chuckled and continued to lightly caress over Robin's throat. "I do believe we should be going before they kick us out, however." He reached his free hand down into his pocket, pulling out a black credit card and slipping it onto the table.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 07:46:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I need to make some phone calls, do some paperwork and get my meetings in order for the week."&nbsp; Carlotta chewed her bottom lip, "Robin could you..." She recalled how tuned out the other woman was, sighing and looking at Patrick, "Can you ask her to get on the phone and arrange for the Court to fax an extra copy of the police records from Savannah?&nbsp; The local Matriarch wants to review them before the meeting on Tuesday.&nbsp; If she has time, I'll need to go shopping for a dress for the wedding and some extra clothes since I had only planned to stay until Wednesday and would like her opinion."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 07:56:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked a little as Carlotta changed the direction of her attention, nodding. "I'll get her on it right away, I promise." He looked down at Robin and eased her up off of him. "We should get going." He spoke the words softly to her in case she hadn't heard them rustling in that direction already. The restaurant was mostly dead, only a few drunks and a couple of local vampires at the bar enjoying the company of the bartenders. "I promise I won't keep her away." Patrick grinned at Carlotta, winking at her as he moved to stand up, making sure Robin wouldn't fall over if he did. Jack eased out of his seat and reached for Carlotta's hand to help her up as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 08:07:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Both women stood, Robin rather more slowly than Carlotta.&nbsp; Carlotta leaned in and kissed Jack warmly, love and thanks for his support earlier and throughout the night evident in her kiss.&nbsp; Robin smiled and went to the two for a hug after the kiss broke, and gave Carlotta a peck on the lips that both women didn't quite keep from deepening.&nbsp; Carlotta cupped Robin's cheek, smiling at her and stroking a curl out of her face before letting her go again.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 08:15:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick helped Robin up after getting his card back and signing over the payment for dinner, leading her out in front of him. He couldn't help but watch a little openly as Carlotta and Jack kissed. Jack's arms wrapped around Carlie's lower back as he kissed her warmly, his love and admiration for her evident in his kiss. When Robin moved to go to them Patrick didn't make a move to stop her, his eyes widening a bit as the kiss between Carlotta and Robin deepened with Jack still holding his arms around both of them. As Carlotta let her go, Patrick stepped up and looped his arm around Robin gently, leading the group of them outside and smiling over to Jack and Carlotta. He chose his next words carefully, enjoying something in the way that Robin and Carlotta kissed that he wanted to explore more of. "Since you two are just getting in, why don't we continue this night? My suite is plenty big enough for the four of us to enjoy, even has an extra bedroom." He always got the extra room, in case a fling didn't work out quite as planned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 08:22:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Carlotta checked Jack's expression, "Well, we'd hate to intrude on you and Robin..." She demurred politely, seeing if Patrick would push for it and purposefully saying 'we' to make sure he knew that anything she did Jack was included in.&nbsp; <em>Could be fun, but their relationship is new enough that I don't want to step on it.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 08:29:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack smiled and shrugged a little as Carlotta glanced at him, curling his arm around her as they walked out towards the car. Patrick shrugged a little and smiled at Carlotta. "I won't force it, but I would love to have you over to continue our conversations." He looked down at Robin as he led her towards the car, stopping near it. Jack looked at Carlotta as he stepped around towards the driver's side door, unlocking the car. "We should probably at least check in to our hotel tonight." After unlocking the car, he walked up to Robin. "Are you in any shape to drive?" He chuckled the words softly as he looked down at her, holding out the keys. "It'd make more sense, if we're going to split up, that you drop us off at our hotel before heading off to your place."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 04:24:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Meanwhile, in a dark and cold city...</strong><br><br><br>"Its just this way, come on." Shadow spoke softly to Lei, taking a look around as he led her from an alleyway. The hideout he had mentioned to her wasn't <em>exactly</em> his, but he didn't see anyone else laying claim to the place either. He led her to an old abandoned building, one that looked like it might have been a tenement building at one time. However, it was clear no tenants had lived there for at least the last decade. However, due to the poor handling of infrastructure, the building was still connected to the grid. Shadow proved this by leading Lei in through the fire escape and turning on the lights. The inside was nicer than the outside, but that wasn't exactly a grand feat. <br><br>"I know its not much, but its a place to crash. The windows are UV protected so no worries there. The glass is surprisingly easy to come by." He winked back at her as he headed over towards the refrigerator, an older model that still seemed to run just fine. He took the bottle that he had snagged and put it on the table, checking the fridge. "I don't have any bottled blood on me, unfortunately." He spoke without looking back at Lei, closing the door to the fridge and slowly turning to look at her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 04:54:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lei was well used to crashing in abandoned buildings and worse during the day, and the state of the place was much better than most of them, and much cleaner.&nbsp; She looked around at the furnishings and the few decorations, a picture of a woman who looked a good bit like Shadow on her cursory glance.&nbsp; Lei sat down on the couch with her suitcase next to her, glad to see that she wasn't going to be having to fight off roaches and rats.&nbsp; It was definitely a step down from the interior of the guest room they had been in, but she could be comfortable here.&nbsp; "Not bad at all, when you described it I kind of expected a sewer grate or something.&nbsp; Do you get many visitors who can't handle the sun?"&nbsp; She licked her lips, fingers traveling over one of the few slightly worn spots on it.&nbsp; She had dressed at her apartment before they went out a side window, and her comfortable skirt and blouse were just a little on the stylish side.&nbsp; "I'm not hungry right now.&nbsp; Thanks." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 04:59:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not much a fan of the sun, myself." Shadow pushed up off the counter, a little dust puffing into the air as he moved. "I'm glad you approve. It isn't much, but its home when I'm in town." He shrugged and pulled down on the tank top he had pulled on before bringing Lei over, the black top showcasing his muscular, lean form. The dark jeans moved with each step as he neared the couch, the denim laying comfortably over his legs without being too baggy or too tight. "Surprisingly, the cable still works. Don't know how long that'll hold out." He chuckled and motioned to the TV as he spoke, settling on the couch and moving one arm to the back of the couch behind Lei's head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 05:05:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Does it hurt you or is it just uncomfortable?" Lei slid her leg over Shadow's knee, looking for the remote idly.&nbsp; She slid a hand over his stomach and thigh, her skirt hitching up around her legs.&nbsp; She wasn't sure why she asked the question, but it seemed important to her to know what she could expect from the man she seemed to have tied her future to for at least awhile.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 05:10:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nothing like that. I just tend to be a night owl, and the sun is too bright without some shielding." Shadow shrugged a little, motioning to point out the fact that the windows were without any blinds or curtains. Looking down, Shadow watched Lei's hand travel over his stomach and thigh, the muscles of his stomach going taut at her touch. His hand slid over her leg as she looped it over his knee, running up under the hem of her skirt slowly, caressing along her upper thigh. "To answer your other question, no I don't get many guests of any kind." As he spoke, Shadow leaned forward and grabbed the remote off the glass coffee table in the middle of the somewhat sparse room, offering it to Lei with a raise of an eyebrow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 05:24:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll stay away from the windows just in case someone spots me."&nbsp; Lei took the remote and flicked the TV on, clicking through channels.&nbsp; She was enjoying the touch, and her legs slid apart slightly to invite the contact.&nbsp; "I'm not much of a people person, myself."&nbsp; She finally settled on a survival show, watching a dramatic reenactment of a bear stalking a camper.&nbsp; She kissed her fingertips then put them to Shadow's lips without looking at him, not really acknowledging the gesture with her expression.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 05:27:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Probably a good plan." Shadow was barely paying attention to the TV, but the growl of a bear caught his attention for a moment. His lip curled up in a soft smile as he saw that, though it settled back to a straight expression again as he turned to Lei once more. When she pressed her fingertips to his lips, Shadow let his mouth open and captured her fingers, his tongue slipping over the sharp nails and soft digits gently. His eyes focused on Lei's face as he did this, his teeth grazing her skin gently as his hand slid further up her hip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 05:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lei's eyes closed and she licked her lips, the touch of Shadow's teeth on her fingertips sending a slight shiver through her.&nbsp; "How... nn... how long do we want to stay here?&nbsp; I already cut all the ties I need to in this city, but travel's never easy."&nbsp; She reopened her eyes, not focusing them on the flashing pictures on the TV screen.&nbsp; She sighed and slid a finger a little deeper into Shadow's mouth before pulling her hand back to let him answer. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 05:51:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shadow grinned slightly around Lei's fingers as she shivered, shrugging a little at her question. He bit down as she pushed her finger deeper, suckling on that slender digit as she pulled it free, letting it go with a pop. "I figure one night, the next day and if we can decide on travel plans then we can leave by tomorrow night. I wish my car was shielded, I'd say we drive it. Not like we have much reason to stop along the way." He mused over this thought and looked up a little, eyes going slightly distant as he considered the options.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 06:01:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lei growled, the sound pleased as Shadow bit down on her finger.&nbsp; "Staying in motels all day is going to be expensive, and I wouldn't be able to spell you on the drive other than at night."&nbsp; She stroked her wet fingertip over Shadow's lips, turning toward him.&nbsp; "I also can't risk being recognized, I need to really disappear."&nbsp; She slid onto Shadow's lap, her arm wrapped around his neck and lips brushed over his temple in a way that may have been accidental.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 06:09:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shadow's lips stayed open a little as Lei brushed her fingertip over them, enjoying the touch but not responding outwardly. He nodded as she turned towards him, wrapping his arms easily around her as she slid into his lap and brushed her lips over his temple. He made a soft sound at that touch and pressed into it a little, laughing softly. "It'd be easy if I could just toss you into the trunk and drive. I can always sleep in the car." He laughed a little more outright, turning his face to look at Lei, the laughter still in his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 06:20:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why couldn't you?&nbsp; Just stick me in there with a few bottles of blood and some blankets so I don't get too banged up and don't let anyone rear end you.&nbsp; It probably wouldn't kill me, but it would hurt a lot."&nbsp; She realized that she wouldn't be much company, but it would be a neat way to stay out of sight and out of the sun.&nbsp; Her lips brushed slowly over Shadow's skin as she talked almost against his ear keeping her voice low and calm.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 06:27:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The soft brush of Lei's lips over Shadow's temple, cheek and ear made him close his eyes, almost like he was ignoring the conversation as he sighed softly. As the words sunk in, however, he turned abruptly and cocked his head, quirking one eyebrow. "Are you serious? I mean..." He looked at her, confused, unsure. "That just doesn't seem... right..." It was obvious he was mulling it over. On the one hand it would completely protect Lei from the sun during the day and keep her out of sight. On the other, he was starting to really like her and that felt like kidnapping. At that thought, he chuckled softly, straightening up a bit. "Well...just... don't yell out for the cops? They don't respond too well to that sort of thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 06:37:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"But I had my whole act planned already.&nbsp; I was going to tear my clothes and tie myself up with some random stuff in your trunk and tell them a sob story about how you were taking me somewhere to sacrifice me for a dark ritual or sell me to your dealer for drug money."&nbsp; Lei's tone was dry and she leaned in against Shadow's chest, burrowing her face into his hair.&nbsp; The affection was hardly normal for her, and she quietly questioned herself as she brushed soft lips over his scalp. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 06:42:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shadow's eyes scrunched up as he tried to figure out if Lei was joking or not. The thoughts soon seemed less important as she leaned against his chest and burrowed into his hair. The action was a little odd for her but he enjoyed it, running one hand up and wrapping it around the back of her head, fingers disappearing into her hair as he moaned softly. "Mmm... you're awful affectionate tonight..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 06:49:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lei pulled back as Shadow echoed her thoughts, feeling oddly self-conscious and taking it as an objection and standing.&nbsp; "I'll stop."&nbsp; She sat back down on the arm of the couch to give Shadow space, legs crossed at the knee as she recaptured her usual still expression and refocused on the TV.&nbsp; She didn't bother to apologize, just letting her embarrassment settle over her and trying to ignore it.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 06:57:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shadow cocked his head as Lei pulled back and stood up. He watched her sit on the arm of the couch, turning to look up at her as he leaned back. "You know, I wasn't..." He started to speak, then decided against it, grinning a little wickedly. Reaching out to wrap his arm around her, he shook his head and dragged her firmly down off the couch and across his lap on her back. "Nah uh... you're not going to pull away that easily." He winked down at her in the aftermath of his move, hoping that confusion would keep her on her back for a little while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 07:11:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lei squirmed, starting to struggle reflexively before she realized she was just being pulled across Shadow's lap.&nbsp; The vampire looked up into her lover's eyes, head tilted as she looked up at him.&nbsp; She didn't question him, just keeping her soft brown eyes on his, hair tumbled loose on the couch cushions and wishing she could still feel her heart pound--she had a feeling she'd be gasping, her heart skipping the beat that all the romantic idiots said they did in these kind of moments.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 07:18:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shadow looked down into his lover's dark eyes and quivered a little, feeling his heart skip a beat as it sped up. He chuckled at himself as he thought about it, surprised that he felt that way; especially about a woman who was so cold and detached when they first met. "You didn't need to get up, you know." He winked down at her as he spoke, running one hand along her waist and stomach gently as he looked down into her eyes. He felt a heat in his lap as he held her over him, her ass settled onto his groin. He couldn't help himself at that moment, his tongue running across his lips as hunger for the woman in his lap set in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 07:29:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lei shrugged, the urge to escape the unfamiliar emotions warring with her enjoyment of the closeness.&nbsp; She felt Shadow's cock pressing up against her ass and rocked her hips for a moment, ass grinding softly into his crotch.&nbsp; That, at least, she knew how to deal with, and she let herself relax into the lust and desire to please him, all of that feeling safe and familiar.&nbsp; She saw the path of Shadow's tongue over his lips, her own parting slightly in response.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 07:36:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shadow moaned softly as Lei's hips and ass ground into his crotch. He grinned softly, letting out a spout of hellfire across her stomach, the flames warming but not burning her skin or clothes, moving too fast to catch on the fabric. He winked down at her as he did this, watching the black flame caress up Lei's form as his hand slid down and gently parted her legs across his lap. He watched her lips part and ached to reach out and taste them but he held himself back, enjoying the slow build between them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 08:20:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>In Patrick and Robin's Room</strong><br><br>"Put that away." Patrick slipped his suit jacket off and let it slip off his fingers, expecting Robin to catch it and not even watching to make sure she did it. He reached up and worked his tie loose, calling back over his shoulder. "And then come here and help me out of these clothes. And while you are carrying my clothes you may walk. I wouldn't want that suit to get filthy on the floor." He walked out of the main room of the hotel suite, heading towards the bedroom. He left the door open and turned to stand against the foot of the bed, facing the doorway and slipping his hands into the pockets of his pants, watching with an air of impatience that was only a little exaggerated.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 08:30:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin darted in to catch Patrick's jacket before it hit the floor, not quite expecting him to drop it before she had her hands on it, following him into the bedroom with it held carefully in front of her.&nbsp; It was going to need to be brushed, she realized as she looked it over, making a mental note as she opened the wardrobe slipping the jacket onto its hanger.&nbsp; She turned to face Patrick, dropping to her hands and knees and crawling to him, eyes lifted approximately to the level of his belt buckle and staying there as she pushed up to kneel.&nbsp; She waited for him to give her a cue as to what he wanted off first, almost trembling she was so eager to please and so worried about messing up and having to see him frown.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 08:34:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked softly as he watched Robin crawl to him. He spread his legs slowly as she came closer, his eyes wandering up her body to her eyes as she pulled up to kneel. He lifted his foot to place one shoe on her lap as he sat down on the edge of the bed, expression expectant. "You made me very proud tonight." He almost sang the words, running his tongue over his lips and fangs slowly, eyes watching Robin's hands.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 08:40:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin's face lit and she beamed up at Patrick, her fingers already working on the laces of his loafer as she almost wriggled at the praise.&nbsp; "Thank you, Master!&nbsp; You were wonderful, I think Carlie was really warming up to you, Jack too."&nbsp; She pulled his shoe off carefully, pulling the laces gently taut and tucking them into the shoe for lack of a better idea of what to do with them then putting the shoe to one side, gently pullling his dress sock off.&nbsp; It took her a fraction of a second to realize that she was actually admiring the man's bare foot, not in a sexual way but because they were His, before she looked shyly aside, waiting for him to give her his other foot.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 08:47:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It may have only been a fraction of a second, but it was long enough for Patrick to notice the admiration on Robin's face. He grinned softly and pulled his newly bared foot back, replacing it with the other on Robin's lap. As she worked his shoes off he watched her, admiring her dedication and the skill with which she approached her role with him. "You think they were? I thought that Carlotta might tear me a new one, a few times. Or perhaps have Jack do it." He laughed, gray eyes sparkling as his thumbs toyed over the outside of his pockets.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 08:53:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin worked Patrick's other shoe off carefully, laughing a little, "Well... yes, but they didn't actually do it.&nbsp; That's a ringing endorsement, Master.&nbsp; Carlie's put a couple of my beaux through walls when she first met them, she was actually thinking about coming back here to spend more time with you.&nbsp; With us."&nbsp; She smiled wider, dropping her eyes at the word 'us' and struggling to keep her bouncing under control as she pulled his other sock off, fingertips gently touching the coarse red hair on top of his big toe.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 09:00:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick beamed a little at the mention of the 'ringing endorsement', winking at Robin as she dropped her eyes and sliding his bare foot against her fingertips gently. "It is good that you've got someone like that looking out for you. I just hope to never cross whatever line she's drawn in the sand." He laughed a little and slid his foot up Robin's lap, over her hip and up over her stomach slowly. "Before you go any further, get out of that dress. It's beautiful on you, but Master wants to see the beauty underneath." His eyes twinkled as he said that, licking his lips slowly before gently biting down on the bottom one. He had fun plans for Robin tonight; he would find out tonight just what she could and would take for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 09:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They were bad news, Master."&nbsp; Robin admitted it shamefacedly, "I've been... not good at picking men, but you're different."&nbsp; Her voice was muffled as she said that, pulling her dress off over her head with the slip and setting it carefully on the bed to be put away with the rest of the clothing once she got Patrick undressed.&nbsp; She unhooked her bra and put it with the rest, naked except for a pair of strappy gold and teal heels that she reached back and slid off of her feet.&nbsp; She looked up at him, wearing earrings and a shy, eager smile.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 09:19:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked, reaching out and touching Robin's cheek as she gave him a shy smile. "And what makes you think I'm not?" He winked at her and brushed his thumb over her lips, leaning back and spreading his legs as he released her cheek, running that same hand along his own thigh and giving her an expectant look that reminded her she had a task at hand. His eyes wandered over her now naked form, admiring the beauty of the woman on her knees before him almost like a man might admire a steak dinner at a nice restaurant before digging in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 09:26:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Carlie didn't put you through a wall?&nbsp; Not even a little bit." Robin giggled and smiled a little against Patrick's thumb, reaching up and carefully working his belt and fly open, unzipping it and sliding his pants off his hips and down, pulling them all the way off.&nbsp; She worked the belt of its loops, coiling it loosely and putting them both aside too, rising up on her knees to work his tie off and making sure not to choke him with it as she did.&nbsp; She found that her bare breasts were smooshed against the front of his body as she unbuttoned his shirt, shivering at the way his skin felt on hers.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 09:40:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick stared into Robin's eyes, the giggle not entirely convincing him that she was joking. He shook his head slowly and a laugh built up from his chest, slowly bubbling up like a brook. His eyes held the laughter even as the sound died down and Patrick leaned back on his spot on the edge of the bed, watching Robin work his pants and belt open and off. When she rose up on her knees he slipped his hands down and over the curve of her ass, caressing it with a gentle but possessive touch. He lifted his head as she worked his tie off, eyes finding hers. He smirked at her and squeezed her ass a little, the touch of her skin against his making him moan softly when she opened his shirt off his chest. One hand stayed on Robin's ass, the other sliding up and along her back, nails grazing her spine. "Good girl." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 01:32:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin slid the shirt off of Patrick's shoulders and arms, leaving him wearing a white tanktop undershit that she thought showed off his chest and arms perfectly.&nbsp; She bit her lip and smiled up at him, pressing her ass into his hand, her cheek resting against his muscular stomach for a moment before she pulled the shirt up.&nbsp; She found that she wasn't quite tall enough on her knees to finish getting it over Patrick's head but smiled wider as he leaned forward to help her, shucking the shirt off easily and taking in a breath of his scent and the sweetness of his cologne, her nose almost against his skin.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 01:41:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned as Robin's ass pressed into her hand, the curve of her back allowing for her ass to become more pronounced against his hand. His other hand reached up as she rested her cheek against his stomach, running his fingers through her golden strands. He let her up easily as she pulled on his tank-top, leaning forward to facilitate her getting the top over his head. His eyes closed as she breathed him in, holding her there for a moment before leaning back slowly and looking down into her eyes. The softness of her skin against his and the thrill of control he felt with her had worked its magic on his body and as he leaned back his cock stood up straight against his stomach. He looked deep into Robin's eyes for a moment before guiding her head down gently, no words spoken as he guided her to his cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 01:49:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin's lips parted as Patrick's hand guided her in, the tip of her soft tongue stroking up the underside of his shaft.&nbsp; She smiled and closed her eyes, feeling entirely at peace as her mouth wrapped around the head, sucking gently to get his cock wet enough to slide her lips over.&nbsp; This wasn't the kind of thing that good girls did in the period before she was turned, but times had changed and she had never really conformed to social definitions of what "good" meant, preferring to take her lead from the people she surrounded herself with.&nbsp; She enjoyed giving blowjobs, though, and here on her knees with the silky skin of her Master's cock under her tongue and filling her mouth she found herself moaning in delight. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:03:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's my good girl." Patrick almost moaned the words as he watched Robin's lips part automatically, gray eyes closing as her soft pink tongue stroked along the underside of his long shaft. He groaned happily as her mouth wrapped around the head of him, long slender fingers working deeper into her hair and gripping near her scalp. His fingers slightly undid some of the work she put into keeping her hair up, though it wasn't really long enough to make that much of a difference. He leaned back more, reaching one hand back to steady himself as he began to guide Robin up and down the length of him. Patrick had always enjoyed blowjobs, from the first time he learned what they were behind a local pub in his home town, months before he was turned. Robin was no exception to this, her soft, supple lips working wonders on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:10:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Little teasing flicks of her tongue combined with easy, languid strokes of her mouth over his shaft and Robin almost squirmed with enjoyment.&nbsp; She loved the feeling of Patrick's cool fingers in her hair, moving her wet mouth over his cock with sure strokes.&nbsp; The position and the act reinforced everything she felt in herself, every bit of her eagerness to serve and please.&nbsp; It was like 'she' faded away and all that was left was a source of pleasure for Patrick, sucking carefully as she lost herself in the moment.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Patrick looked down at Robin he felt the shift in control as she gave herself over to him. She was his to do with as he pleased, and due to that it was his duty to watch over and protect her. He kept the motions steady with his hand, guiding her over his cock and using her mouth like just another hole though he was beginning to wonder if it would become his favorite hole. He stroked his nails over her scalp slowly, working more of her hair into his grasp and slowly speeding up the motion of her head over him. Legs spread as he began to talk, words softly spoken but carrying no less weight. "Don't forget your Master's balls, they need attention to." As he gave her those instructions he lessened his grip in her hair, wanting her able to move down with either her hands or her mouth to follow his orders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:35:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin moaned softly and lifted one hand, cupping and stroking over Patrick's heavy balls, rolling them gently in her palm.&nbsp; She made a soft noise, not quite certain if it was sadness or inquiry at the loosening of her Master's hand in her hair.&nbsp; She loved the way he had been controlling her head, but she took over stroking his cock with her mouth, sucking harder and keeping the pace he had set.&nbsp; She realized that she was making little sounds of enjoyment, a counterpoint to the light slurping noises from when her lips lost some suction at the head of his cock.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:41:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick moaned deeply as Robin lifted her hand, watching her stroke over the heavy orbs between his legs. He loved the contrast of her soft, pale skin running through the light red hair covering his sac, her nicely manicured nails glistening against his skin. As she chose to use her hands on his balls he tightened his grip again and began to push Robin down over his cock. Each time he pushed her down he lifted his hips, working his cock deeper, sliding the head into her throat with each thrust. The little sounds coming from her mouth made Patrick grin, tongue running over his fangs as he watched his slut work on his cock. His hips kept the same pace he had set and she had continued, driving harder but no faster as he worked in and out of her throat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:55:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The thrusts into the back of her throat had Robin wondering with a little concern if she was going to gag, but she found that she could hold on, the deep shoves just making the saliva that coated Patrick's cock thicker.&nbsp; Her focus was divided between keeping her fingers working over her Master's balls, enjoying the soft, springy hair her fingers stroked over, and keeping her fangs from grazing Patrick's cock no matter how hard he thrust between her lips.&nbsp; It was a challenge, but she kept her head angled straight up and down as best she could, guiding him with her tongue to keep his shaft shoving in directly down her throat.&nbsp; She was grateful not to have to keep up the right pace, just relaxing into Patrick's hands and letting him move her mouth and head steadily over the hard length of his rod.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 03:10:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fact that Robin didn't gag did not entirely surprise Patrick, though the smile he wore as she took him deep in her throat showed his pride in his new slut. He groaned as he felt the thicker wash over saliva over his shaft, feeling it pool down over Robin's fingers as she worked his sac. He felt the edges of her fangs and grinned at how well she kept them from slicing into him, though surprisingly the pain that would cause wouldn't slow him down a bit. He shoved deep into her throat, thrusts coming harder as he realized she wouldn't gag on him and his gray eyes locked to her face as she worked his cock. After a few moments he slowed his thrusts and pulled her up, licking his lips as he looked down at her face. "That's enough of that for now, my slut." The term rolled almost lovingly off his tongue, gray eyes sparkling as he looked down at her. "There will be plenty of time for that before the night is through. Right now, I want to hear how much you have inferred about how to serve me, in watching me. I want to know where we stand and how much work I have to do." At that he winked, stroking his fingers slowly through her hair as he laid her head on his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 03:24:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin had gotten caught up in the repetition, settling in to have her mouth used until Patrick came, so as he slowed and pulled his cock free of her mouth she opened her blue eyes to look up at him in something approaching startlement.&nbsp; His calling her 'my slut' had her shoulders tensing and would have made her flush if she could have, but the tone seemed to be affectionate and so she relaxed again, the concern ebbing out of her face.&nbsp; She burrowed her head gently against his lap, letting her mind reengage as she blinked her way back out of the blank space she had been occupying, her hand sliding down Patrick's leg to rest against her knee.&nbsp; She cleared her throat after a few moments of consideration, tilting her head a bit to look up into his face.&nbsp; <br><br>"You want me to be honest with you and prioritize our relationship, though not to the extent that it would mean I couldn't carry out my duties to Carlie or have friends.&nbsp; You... well, this is pretty obvious, you like it when I'm naked.&nbsp; When we're dressed you like to look good and you want me to look good, too.&nbsp; I guess that part of what you want will be for me to help take care of your clothes."&nbsp; That was aside, of course, from the already-established rule about crawling, she had made a few more assessments of him and what he liked but those were the most directly related to what he had asked.&nbsp; "You didn't seem to be jealous of Carlie or Jack, and you didn't tense up when they touched me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 03:34:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very good, very good." Patrick grinned, speaking softly as he gently petted Robin, stroking his fingers through her hair and his nails over her scalp and the back of her neck. "You're right, I am not at all jealous of Carlie and Jack. They have a place in your life, much as I do, and as long as my place isn't forsaken for them then I feel I have nothing to be jealous about." He winked down at her easily and continued his slow petting, considering the rest of her assessment. He chuckled softly, biting his bottom lip and chewing on it gently so as to not pierce it with his sharp fangs. "I do like it when you're naked, that is very true. I can't imagine anyone who has seen it would think differently. Also, to further elaborate what you've already figured out, I want you to complement me when we go out. I want your outfits to match mine, so that anyone who gives us even a slight glance can guess we are there together no matter what we might be doing. And when we are apart, I want you looking your absolute best. To that end, I will be choosing your outfits from now on. Don't worry..." He chuckled again softly, shaking his head a little. "I am not cursed with the lack of taste of most men. I would never send you out of my sight wearing something distasteful or mismatched." <br><br>He leaned back a little more, the muscles of his one arm flexing as they held him up on the edge of the bed. "I do want you taking care of my clothes, and I will teach you any special care that needs to be taken for my suits. Some of them do require a more gentle touch than others. Also, as far as clothing goes, I will be adjusting your wardrobe to better accommodate my own. I've modernized my style over the years and I expect you to do the same." He smiled throughout as he talked, continually petting Robin and keeping things light and gentle. "Also, if you continue to show me that you are dedicated to this relationship, and if things continue down the path they are going, there will be another article of clothing that I will want to purchase with you." He grinned a little mischievously gray eyes locked to Robin's beautiful blues. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 03:58:54</strong>
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				Robin nodded slightly as she listened, processing what he was saying to her.&nbsp; He had apparently seen her reflexively wincing at the idea of letting a man dress her, his reassurance about his sense of style making her smile.&nbsp; She had seen some really hideous things that even male fashion designers had put together, though high fashion was hardly an indication of what people might actually wear day-to-day.&nbsp; Nonetheless, she thought back to the dresses he kept around for female guests, pleased to recall that none of them seemed to be the leopard-print monstrosities that some men seemed to think could be worn for any occasion.&nbsp; The talk about modernizing her style did have her somewhat worried, though, she genuinely liked the sparkly, beaded, colorful Art Deco and flapper styles that hugged and streamlined her slender figure.&nbsp; Still, he was right that she had clung to that fashion for a long time; she let the stroking of his hand soothe her.&nbsp; "I... yes, Master, I'll wear whatever you pick for me.&nbsp; I'm not quite sure what you mean, though, about 'another article of clothing.'" The only thing she could think of was a ring, and that wasn't quite clothing, and certainly it was a little early to be talking about getting married if they ended up doing that at all.&nbsp; She had never been quite as marriage-crazy as some of the other girls she knew, though of course she had some ideas about how she wanted a wedding to go if she had one.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 04:13:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick could tell that Robin was not entirely convinced about him dressing her, or about changing her wardrobe. He gently petted to soothe her, smiling warmly as he gazed down into her eyes. "You will have some say in any change to your wardrobe, though I will always have final say if it is something I am really intent on you wearing. I enjoy the clothes that you wear, from what I have seen, and I will keep to some of the styling." He enjoyed the way that she dressed to streamline and yet accentuate her figure, and wouldn't dare break her of that. He grinned as she tried to piece together what he meant about 'another article of clothing', letting her muse over it for a moment longer. "If you go to my bags, there are a couple of things I want you to retrieve for me. First, I want you to bring my rifle case over. I want you to be careful, as there are things in there I certainly don't want harmed, so you may walk. While you are getting that, you may also put away my clothes. I will not be wearing this suit again before it is washed, so you may put it in the hamper. The second thing I want you to get for me is my iPad. Grab that, and I will show you what added article I mean." He winked at her and slowly eased his fingers from her hair, watching her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 04:31:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin nodded, giving Patrick a grateful smile before standing up and flexing her toes automatically though kneeling hadn't made her feet go numb.&nbsp; She scooped up the clothing on the bed, putting them over her arms and looking for the hamper as she bent to get both of their shoes.&nbsp; It felt almost strange to be on her feet again, and as she quickly went through the suit pockets, taking out the folded pocket square and sorting the clothing by colors and whites.&nbsp; She would have to look at tags later to figure out what could just be washed and what would need to be taken to the dry cleaners.&nbsp; She tucked the shoes in the bottom of the wardrobe where they had come from.&nbsp; <br><br>It only took few moments of looking around to find the rifle case and the Ipad in a sleek brown leather case on top of his suitcase.&nbsp; The rifle case was oddly bulky and didn't feel as though it had a gun in it from the heft, but she set it down on the bed, wriggling a bit with curiosity as she offered her Master his Ipad, case opened.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 04:52:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked as Robin wriggled, leaving the soft black rifle case aside as he scooted back a little on the bed and slid the sleek white pad from its case. He set the leather case aside and ran his fingers across the touch screen to wake it back up, the internet browser currently pulled up to a gun manufacturer's website. He pressed the browser's home button and patted his lap, leaving his arms wide enough for Robin to climb up. He grinned at her and glanced at the rifle case before looking up at her again. "We'll worry about that in a moment, first, I have something I want to show you." He pulled up his bookmarks and quickly opened up 5 tabs of websites that sold collars and other BDSM related items. One of the bookmarks opened up to a product page for a chain flogger, made from finely wrought silver chain. He left that page open but went to a different site, pulling up the page dedicated to collars.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 05:00:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin took the invitation gladly, snuggling into Patrick's lap and against his body.&nbsp; Her eyebrows raised slightly at the sight of the bookmarks, air coming out in a low whistle as she saw the silver chain flogger.&nbsp; If that was used for what it looked like and made of real silver, she wasn't wholly sure that she was going to like what was coming.&nbsp; The touch of silver burned, and though she could heal pretty much anything inflicted by a normal weapon, even small cuts made by silver were likely to scar and not close up well.&nbsp; She swallowed a little and held onto Patrick, trying to focus on the surprisingly pretty collars, some of them looking more functional than others but all of them apparently handmade and very attractive.&nbsp; "So... this is what you were talking about?"&nbsp; She had heard, certainly, about people being dragged around the bedroom on a collar and leash, but most of these didn't look like they'd stand up to much dragging.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 05:34:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked at the expected reaction to the image of the silver chain flogger. He winked down at her and reached up, stroking her hair slowly as he held her close. "Don't worry, we're nowhere near using something like that, and it will be perfectly fine if we never are. Which reminds me... there is a conversation we should have soon, but for now I want to show you these." He turned every page to the listing of collars, all of them handcrafted and high quality. Some were metal, some leather, some even frilly and made of silk and lace. Some were more like necklaces with a pendant that showed, in some way, the connection between dominant and submissive. <br><br>"Yes, these are what I was referring to. Do you see one that you like?" He offered the iPad to her, one arm curling her closer to his body. He still held onto the pad with one hand but held it so she could look through the tabs he opened up. "There are both collars for show and for practical use, and eventually I would like to have one of each at the very least for you. Now..." He looked down at her, expression still soft but a little more serious. "Do you understand what wearing a collar would mean, and if so, are you ready for that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 06:17:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin chewed on her bottom lip speculatively while looking through the pictures.&nbsp; She avoided most of the heavier-looking pieces, passing by the chainmail and pointing out a couple that looked more like jewelry.&nbsp; One of them had an attractive metal band printed with swirling stylized heart patterns and contrasting wire bands in accents with a lock at the back and an open knotwork centerpiece, the other gold wire with dangling blue stones.&nbsp; "That one I don't think I would change at all, the other I think would need some work to not be too gaudy, maybe some cleaner lines.&nbsp; It reminds me of some Art Deco stuff.&nbsp; I even like some of the ones that are just ribbon, I really like light blue."&nbsp; She had relaxed further into him when he said that they might not ever use the mean-looking silver chain thing, but his final questions brought her up short.&nbsp; "I... think it has some meaning that I'm probably not fully aware of, based on how you're talking about it.&nbsp; They're certainly pretty, but I don't want to say 'yes definitely' without knowing everything about what I'm agreeing to." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 06:35:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Robin relaxed into him, Patrick's arm slipped around and his hand cupped one of her breasts as if it were completely natural to hold her that way. He smiled as she looked through the different collars, a little saddened as she passed up some of the heavier pieces but not pushing her towards them. He nodded to her assessment of the different collars, noting the designer of them both. "Any changes that need to be made, I can contact the designer and have them take care of that. What about the more practical collars, the sturdy leather ones that can be used to pull you towards me when I want to, or have a leash attached to them so I can make you follow me?" He grinned as he asked about that, his tongue running across his lips slowly.<br><br>&nbsp;When she brought up his question he grinned a little wider and nodded slowly. "I am proud of you for speaking up about that and not just agreeing to it. If you are wearing my collar, a collar that you and I pick out and I buy for you, then it signifies your devotion to me. With that collar, you become mine. I will never treat you as simple property, but at the same time in some ways that is exactly what you will be. You will do as you are told, trusting that I will never lead you down a path that will harm you in any way. Which, ultimately, leads me to another couple questions. Have you ever explored your limits, both sexual and not, and if you have are you certain of what they are? What I mean by limits are those things that not only do not 'do it' for you, but also those things that have you screaming 'NO!' in your mind or even out loud; things that, for instance, would end a moment between us, leading you to needing to pull away or taking a break and talking things through. I'd like to have a list of those things, so that I better know how to treat you and what I can and cannot do with you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 07:25:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It took a moment of pressing into Patrick's hand and nuzzling her face against the side of his head, to realize that he wanted more input from her.&nbsp; She licked her lips as she thought about his criteria, pointing out a leather and steel posture collar with a solid-looking d-ring bolted to the front.&nbsp; "That would probably take some pulling on, right?&nbsp; I also like some of the carved leather things, they're pretty and look like they'd do the job."&nbsp; Upon hearing his explanation, Robin paused, "I thought that was what I agreed to when I started calling you Master."&nbsp; She sat back just a little so she could look into his face, her pale forehead furrowed a bit, "I... think I have a lot to learn because I really don't know what you mean.&nbsp; The only thing I can really think of that would send me screaming out of the room is if someone tried to kill me or pulled a gun on me.&nbsp; Silver wouldn't be fun, either, but I don't know when those would even come up in sex.&nbsp; I... did a good bit of back-door stuff when I was younger, because that was before the pill and I dated jerks." She admitted to that with some embarrassment, not quite looking at Patrick. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 08:02:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's eyes widened as Robin pointed out the posture collar, licking his lips slowly and nodding. "That would certainly do the trick. Would you like me to buy that for you? Or perhaps this one?" He smiled as he opened up a tab to a purchase screen, adding the two necklace style choker collars that she pointed out and showing her a metal collar that dipped down with an O-ring hanging in the front. He smiled at her as she paused, cocking his head a little. "Well, yes, I suppose that is true. These necklace style collars would be a public way of showing that, of announcing it to others who understand that bond. This one..." He pointed to the posture collar she had picked out. "This one would be for us alone."<br><br>&nbsp;He winked at her and lifted his head as she sat back, gazing itno her eyes. When her forehead furrowed he reached up, brushing his thumb across the deep lines there. He listened to her response, unable to resist chuckling a little at her mention of 'back-door stuff'. "You might be surprised how often a gun might come up in sex, if the people in question are into that sort of thing." He grinned as he himself was rather into gun play, enjoying the element of fear in a submissive when he pulled a potentially loaded 9mm out of a back pocket in the middle of a scene. "But, if that is something that would send you screaming out of the room then it is not something that will ever come up in a scene we do. Silver, I've found, can be a great motivator for those of us who are harmed by it, though I don't anticipate ever needing something like that with you." His expression was serious, though he smiled at her reassuringly after saying that.<br><br>"I do have a question, going back to something you said. Those times that you did, as you put it, back-door stuff... did you enjoy it? Is that something that you would be willing and might desire to explore again?" He tried not to look too hopeful, but like many a man he was very excited by the prospect even though it would certainly not be his first time doing it. He grinned softly as he awaited her answer, his fingers trailing from her forehead and down along her cheek, caressing her soft, smooth skin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 08:48:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is getting you to buy me jewelry and flowers this easy?"&nbsp; Robin giggled, trying to break some of the tension she was feeling at how serious the discussion had become.&nbsp; She took a slow breath, letting herself think, then shook her head, "I could maybe someday get ok with a gun being pointed at me, but a late ex got blotto and jealous and shot me once and it... wasn't a grand time.&nbsp; Thanks to Carlie it put me where I am now instead of 'actually dead'.&nbsp; But I don't react well to that, or to being threatened."&nbsp; She shrugged, hoping he wasn't going to call the whole thing off on account of her not being wild enough for him but feeling an almost psychic ache in her side where the bullet had broken ribs going through her.&nbsp; She cleared her throat, bringing herself back to the present. "The back-door stuff can be good, yeah.&nbsp; If it's gentle and not too dirty or anything."&nbsp; Robin tilted her head into the touch, watching Patrick's face to see how he would respond to her, she had a feeling they were only skimming the surface of the kinds of things he wanted to do.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 08:59:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick raised one eyebrow, a slow grin spreading across his face. He paused for a moment, huffing a little. "Who said anything about flowers?" His jaw jutted out a little as he said that, putting a slightly harsher emphasis on it, at least until he winked. His eyes almost sparkled as he grinned, licking his lips and gently curling Robin into his chest. He nodded slowly, then reached in and lifted her chin to look down at her. "That is what we call a hard limit, then. That is something we will never touch." He nodded and brushed his thumb over her jaw slowly, gazing into her eyes as she cleared her throat. He grinned as she went back to talking about anal, smirking at the 'not too dirty' comment. As her head tilted he slid his fingers along her cheek, his eyes widening a bit. "I've got an idea..." He grinned and almost jumped towards his iPad, having put it aside for a moment. He put through the purchase of the collars that Robin had showed him that she liked without much thought, the amount of money not even fazing him. After putting that through he went to a website that had a checklist of fetishes, checking to make sure it was the one he wanted before handing the iPad over to Robin. "I want you to look through this page and fill it out. If you've got any questions about any of these, ask me and I will help to clarify." He grinned and wriggled a little closer against Robin, relinquishing the iPad entirely to her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 03:11:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin picked up the iPad, blinking as she looked through the list.&nbsp; It was clear from her face that this was a whole new world for her, and she went through slowly, forehead creased.&nbsp; A number of the items on the list had her making faces and moving past them quickly.&nbsp; She paused at one, not recognizing the word, "Saline injection?&nbsp; Are people actually into that?" It was a fairly specialized term, and though she could figure out what most of the others were because she had heard of them or by word meaning, some of them were unusual enough that she had never encountered any of them.&nbsp; She actually laughed as she got down to the "Drinking blood" section, ticking it as 'essential.'&nbsp; She was, generally, unsure about most things and found herself getting increasingly embarrassed by how little experience she had, ticking "curious" in quite a few categories before handing the iPad back to him and looking up at him with her brow slightly furrowed.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 03:45:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick watched with more than a little amusement at Robin's expression while she looked over the checklist. As always seemed to be the case, the checklist wasn't made up of everything possible, but it was a rather broad list that Patrick liked. He smirked at the question she asked, slipping his arm around her lower back. "Saline injection is, well..." He grimaced a little and reached for the pad, opening up a separate page. "Here, let me, ah, show you." He pulled up a site that showed images as well as discussing the ins and outs of saline infusion, for both men and women. He scrolled past the pictures of infused testicles, not really wanting to see any of it but wanting to let Robin know what she was asking about.<br><br>&nbsp;"It is not something I myself am into, but to be fair and thorough its on the list." He laughed softly, glancing at her list and smirking at the "drinking blood" section, nodding his approval before handing back the iPad so she could see the page he opened for her. "All those things you ticked as being curious about, we will discuss and you can make an informed decision, either after trying it, or after hearing about it. Quite a few things I am sure you would be less inclined just hearing about what they are, I know that I am that way about quite a few." He reached over, opening up yet another bookmarked page, a list completed by him. It was completed as a male Dom who only took on female submissives, so many things were marked off simply because they didn't apply.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 04:00:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin would have blanched at the pictures if she could have, as it was she squeaked and turned her face to hide against Patrick's chest.&nbsp; "People <em>do</em> that?&nbsp; For fun?&nbsp; I really shouldn't be surprised, should I."&nbsp; She said it against his body, voice muffled.&nbsp; As he pulled up the second page she slowly uncurled herself, "I'm willing to do anything you want me to do, except... you know... animals and...those." She pointed at brown showers, enemas, catheters.&nbsp; She had also ticked a heavy NO on being permanently given away, age play, and all the forms of animal roleplay.&nbsp; Comparing the lists, she licked her lips, seeing the heavy emphasis on pain play in comparison to her rather skittish preference for bondage and dynamic play.&nbsp; She took a slow, unnecessary breath and looked into Patrick's eyes shyly, "You know I'm not going to tell you no, not on anything you really want."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 04:11:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick laughed softly as Robin hid her face against his chest, one hand coming up and cupping over the back of her head. "If it can be done, someone out there does it for fun." He smirked and looked down at her, keeping her close even as she uncurled herself. He nodded at the definite offs, noting similarities at least in the general offs that were most common; animals, scat, enemas, catheters. He was a little surprised to not see golden showers on the list as well, grinning a little at that. <br><br>"No animal roleplay, hmm? You sure you don't want to be Master's kitten?" He winked at her teasingly, gazing into Robin's eyes as she gave him that shy look. At her words he shook his head. "It is good to have a list of definite, hard limits. That way, especially if you will do anything I really want you to, I know what not to ask for." He smiled and squeezed Robin to him, working his fingers deeper into her hair and letting his nails graze her scalp gently. "And if there is anything we come across that hasn't been covered, I want you to know you can ask me about anything, and if you don't want it you can tell me. Is that understood?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 04:54:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin melted a little at 'Master's kitten,' licking her lips, "Well... when you put it that way.&nbsp; Maybe that one's not quite so bad, Master."&nbsp; She tilted her head and half-closed her eyes for a moment as his nails ran over her scalp.&nbsp; It seemed odd, in a way, that he was so concerned with her wanting what he did, particularly given the way she had understood relationships with men, or at least how they worked for her.&nbsp; It was all-or-nothing, and she thought that calling him Master meant an acknowledgement of that.&nbsp; She bit her bottom lip, then nodded in answer.&nbsp; He seemed to want honesty, so she licked her lips and spoke up, "I... this is different than I expected it to be, Master.&nbsp; I'm not sure what I expected, really, but this isn't it.&nbsp; It's not bad, it's not bad at all, it's... so far it's actually much better than I had thought, for me, I mean.&nbsp; Better for me."&nbsp; She knew she was stumbling and trailed off, swallowing and watching for a response on his face before he spoke.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 05:04:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked down at Robin, watching her eyes close as he scratched over her scalp. She was already acting like a kitten, and while he may have been mostly joking about that, the idea didn't sound half bad. He smiled as she spoke, listening to her words and cocking his head as he mulled them over in his mind. He grinned a little at the way she rambled, loving the near babble of her voice, almost like a brook. "I've found relationships are hardly ever what we expect of them, but I am glad to hear that you find this better than you hoped. I am not in this to harm you, or control you in any way that deep down you don't already desire to be controlled. I see what we do as much more of a...well, a dance, really. Two partners, moving and molding themselves to fit the other, one leading but taking cues from the other to figure out where to go." His eyes twinkled as he spoke, going silent for a moment before he lifted his head again. "I would like to name you, something between us, something that is ours. How does that sit with you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 05:43:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin relaxed as the explanation resonated with her, though it didn't quite fit her fantasies it seemed much more healthy and realistic.&nbsp; The naming came as another surprise, and she slowly licked her lips as she thought.&nbsp; "I... between us, right?&nbsp; I wouldn't have to tell Jack and Carlie to call me something new?"&nbsp; She was pretty sure she knew how Carlotta would take that, and it wouldn't be well.&nbsp; She pressed her face against his arm, cheek rubbing over his skin as she thought about it further, then nodded.&nbsp; "Why, Master?&nbsp; I'm not saying no, but why?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 06:02:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned boyishly as Robin rubbed her face over his arm, watching her as he held her close. "No, Jack and Carlotta would not have to call you anything else. I really don't think Carlotta would appreciate the reasons I have." He laughed softly and shook his head, imagining Carlotta breaking down his door, with Jack in tow. He curled his arm up as he held Robin close, running his fingers over the back of her scalp, caressing and petting her gently. "The why is simple. You are mine, my property now. 'Robin' is the name everyone else uses for you, but I want to give you a special name, one that I choose that is for me alone. One that, particularly, if we're in a public setting, I can use so you know that at that moment you are to obey, even if I've let you run more free before that point." He looked down at her as he grinned softly, his other hand reaching out and guiding her to almost lie across his lap, bringing her bottom in against his body as he let her rest in his arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 06:39:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin's eyes widened and a slow, wide smile that said 'yes, God yes.'&nbsp; She wrapped her arms around Patrick's body, holding onto him, and realizing that it was just possible that instead of aligning perfectly with her fantasies that this would create a whole new set of them that would be even better.&nbsp; "I wouldn't disobey you on purpose, Master."&nbsp; She leaned her cheek on his bicep, enjoying the stroking of his fingers and the way he was almost cradling her slender body against his.&nbsp; "Did you have a name in mind?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 06:45:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned at Robin's wide smile, cradling her to his body as she rested her cheek against his bicep. "I know you wouldn't, and I don't ever expect you to." He was glad, very glad, that Robin wasn't what was commonly known as a brat. He had dealt with a few before, and while they were a lot of fun for a short time, they weren't long term material in his mind. He reached one hand to Robin's chest and caressed over her soft breasts slowly as she asked him about the name, grinning softly and nodding slowly. "It came to me earlier. How do you feel about Brook?" He bit his lip, grinning as he thought about the way she babbled on, and how easily that name came to him because of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 21:31:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin had to struggle somewhat to focus through the sensation of Patrick's touch on her breasts, but she nodded, smiling.&nbsp; "That's beautiful, I think.&nbsp; It's going to take a lot of getting used to, I've been Robin for a long time and that'd be new to me, but I'd be happy to get used to it for you Master."&nbsp; She was feeling a thrill that had nothing at all to do with the touch, the heady rush of realization that this was happening, it was real, and it might actually make her feel fulfilled without putting her safety on the line, for once.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 21:35:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick loved the struggle he saw in Robin's eyes, running his fingers over the soft curve of her chest as she nodded. He grinned softly as he listened to her, feeling like he was floating as she spoke. "Very good. When it is simply you and I, I will always refer to you from now on as Brook, but when we are in public it will be a signal to you, that in that moment I am to be Master and not just Patrick, no matter how relaxed we've been on it at that time." He smiled softly and squeezed Robin's breast firmly, gripping the flesh hard in his hand just to watch her reaction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 21:45:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Robin... Brook, she was trying to think of herself as Brook, started nodding, then gasped and felt herself tensing as her Master squeezed her breast. The grip of Patrick's hand was more unexpected than it was actively painful, and she didn't struggle against it even though she found herself looking at him.&nbsp; Her wide eyes didn't even flicker away from blue, but she knew her expression was somewhat surprised, watching his face for cues.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 21:50:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He licked his lips as she looked up at him, wide-eyed and surprised. He winked at her and squeezed harder but just for a moment, releasing her breast and gazing into her eyes. "Good girl." He spoke the words softly, almost breathing them out as his hand trailed downward over her body, grazing over her stomach slowly. "Sometimes, you will take pain just because Master wants to give it. Is that understood?" He didn't sound angry but firm, his eyes locked to hers as he spoke. He found himself thinking of her as Robin still, though the name Brook came easily when he thought it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 21:59:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was only a slight hesitation before Robin, Brook, nodded, visibly nervous about the idea.&nbsp; "I... what kind of pain, Master?&nbsp; I've been smacked around before because a guy I was with just wanted to hit me, but that wasn't ever much fun."&nbsp; She tried not to let the case of nerves turn into full-blown fear, reminding herself that Patrick had been gentle with her until now, that she hadn't read that kind of cruelty in his face.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 22:22:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smiled down at Brook as she nodded, seeing the nervousness practically written on her face. He listened to her and shook his head, reaching up and very very gently placing his hand over her cheek. "I will never 'smack you around', especially not in a way that isn't fun." Patrick grinned at that and gazed into her big blue eyes. "In fact, at any time if you don't like the path something we are doing is taking, I want you to simply say "yellow." If I've gone far enough that it scares or worries you, or you need to stop what we're doing completely, I want you to say "red." Kind of like "red means stop." He smiled as he explained it so plainly, gazing into her eyes. "Sometimes, if you haven't given me a color, I'll check in on you, and if you're still completely good to go, you can say "green." That way I'll know that I can keep doing what I am doing. Do you understand?" He brushed his thumb along Brook's cheek bone, gazing deep into her eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 23:02:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The system was reassuring but also left her more control than she was sure she wanted.&nbsp; It seemed as though she was being hedged around with rules to keep her safe, and safety she appreciated, but they also left her with choices and decisions that she would have to make actively.&nbsp; She had expected, somehow, that in this arena she was going to have the need to give herself to someone completely met, and it was starting to concern her that that might not be the case, that the control she gave up might just be a game they played sometimes.&nbsp; "Oh, I see."&nbsp; The phrase 'so it's just a game to you?' kept resonating in her head, and she knew that she had gone still as her excitement started to fall off.&nbsp; "So... I would be in control, really?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 23:16:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick felt her go still, his eyes locking to hers and studying her face as she mulled over his words. He smirked a little at her response, cocking his head and shaking it slowly. "Oh no, little one. Don't mistake that for you being in control. Master still controls everything." He nodded and brushed his thumb across Brook's chin, eyes staying focused on hers. "It is my hope that, once we get the kinks worked out, you won't ever have to call 'yellow'. I don't expect it much as it is. 'Red' is a fail-safe that I refuse to give up. It is there for your safety and I want you to have that, but beyond that, no, you are not in control." He was still smirking by the end of his explanation, looking rather amused that his newly renamed Brook thought she might have control in their relationship. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 23:33:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook relaxed again, some of the smile coming back to her face as she read the sincerity and amusement in Patrick's tone and face.&nbsp; His voice made her tingle, whatever he said, and along with the tingle was an almost dreamy, floating feeling.&nbsp; "Good... I don't want to be in control, Master, not ever."&nbsp; It was odd to realize how true that was, looking up into Patrick's eyes.&nbsp; She had a sudden thought and grinned, "Looking at us, people are going to think I'm robbing the cradle."&nbsp; She had been a young-looking twenty when she was turned, but Patrick had been, it looked, somewhere around seventeen or maybe eighteen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 22:04:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick could see that Brook was practically floating, grinning as he recognized that look in her eyes. He smirked at her words and slipped his hand into her hair, gripping firmly enough to drag her head back just a little. "Don't you worry about that, little one. Master is always in control." He smirked as he let go of her hair, grinning a little at her comment about their ages. "Don't forget, I do believe I am older than you." He winked at her and ran his tongue over his fangs slowly. "Born in 1844, and hated every minute of it." He laughed softly and looked down into her eyes, running his hand down her back slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 22:20:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then maybe you're robbing the cradle, I was born in 1903.&nbsp; The 20's weren't half bad if you knew the passwords and weren't the wrong religion too loudly or the wrong color in the wrong place."&nbsp; Brook smiled back a little wryly, her own fangs glinting.&nbsp; She didn't seem to have found a sore spot that would make Patrick lash out, yet, and that was reassuring.&nbsp; She was going to keep testing, prodding, and she knew that and hoped he wouldn't be too irritated with her for it, but she would rather say the wrong thing semi-deliberately so she could be braced than to say it innocently and be shocked by the reaction.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 22:31:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick glared a little at the 'wrong religion' comment, but the look wasn't directed at Brook. However, his hand did tighten down in her hair again firmly, a low growl leaving his throat. "Creideamh mhicheart my arse." The words were softly and lowly spoken, though the normal lyrical tone was gone from Patrick's voice as he slightly growled those words. His eyes flashed black for a moment before clearing up as he looked down into Brook's eyes again. His body was still tense, every muscle seeming to be flexed and poised. His fangs were more prominently showing as he looked at her, fire still in his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 22:41:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook squeaked at his reaction, apparently having found the sore spot she was looking for.&nbsp; She blinked at the unfamiliar language, though she was already hiding against Patrick's arm as best she could with his hand in her hair.&nbsp; "Did I say something wrong, Master?&nbsp; I didn't mean to offend you, it's just that being Catholic or...or anything but a Protestant didn't make one very popular in some places when I was alive.&nbsp; I hooked up with some Italians just to feel like we were on the same page.&nbsp; I'm... I'm sure it's different now, and everyone can get along?"&nbsp; The possibility that Patrick wasn't Irish Catholic like she assumed but was a Protestant flashed up in her mind and she tacked on the last sentence to hedge her bets, knowing she was babbling more than usual at his show of anger. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 22:51:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick looked down at Brook hiding against his arm, smirking just a little at her words. His eyes flared again as she spoke, and he chuckled at the way she babbled on. "Better? Aye, perhaps if you're a fucking bloody Protestant its better." He growled the words a little. "The Óglaigh na hÉireann can only do so much, and the fucking Brits aren't backing down like they know what's good for them." His fingers tightened a little in her hair as he spoke, the fire less anger and more intensity in his eyes, almost as if he were brought back to his glory days fighting British rule again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 23:05:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook whimpered softly as Patrick's hand, already pulling at her hair, tightened further, watching his expression fixedly and able to keep from moving past anxious to frightened by what she saw there.&nbsp; She didn't attempt the pronunciation of&nbsp; 'Óglaigh na hÉireann,' beyond certain that she would butcher it though she picked up the sound of something like Éire, "I... I've never been out of the US, except to Canada once."&nbsp; She didn't know what to do with his intensity, so she went for diffusion and reminding him that she wasn't an enemy of his by saying something that emphasized that she was harmless and uninvolved.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 23:13:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's whimper pulled Patrick back some and he looked down at her, panting softly though entirely unnecessarily. He looked into Brook's eyes as she mentioned not leaving the US, a lopsided grin very slowly spreading across his face. "You should come with me to Dublin, sometime. Now that its been long enough, I should be able to get into the country without immediately being nabbed." He winked at her and slowly loosened his grip on her hair, stroking to smooth it down a little as his eyes closed for a moment. "You hit a bit of a sore spot there, little one." He opened his eyes slowly again, not offering apology but looking down into Brook's eyes with something resembling love.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 23:58:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sorry, Master."&nbsp; Brook's apology was immediate and sincere, and she looked up into Patrick's face, smiling almost shyly at what she saw there.&nbsp; "I'll try not to talk about that anymore, if I can."&nbsp; She referred back to what he had said first and found that the idea of traveling with him was more than a little appealing, "Have you ever been to Donegal?&nbsp; That's where my grandparents came from, and I heard stories... though, I didn't really know much about my mother's family, she didn't talk about them much." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 00:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No but I've always meant to get up there." He smiled, the almost innocent, cheery quality back to his voice as he leaned back a little. "I should have known you had a little Irish in you, its no wonder I'm so attracted to you." He smirked and leaned down, kissing Brook's forehead gently. "Have you ever researched your family? You might find some fascinating things if you look into it. Ireland's history is nothing if not interesting." He laughed again and reached up, relaxed now as he ran one hand back through his hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 00:24:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, it wasn't so easy before the Internet, and my parents and I weren't very close after I left home... they really didn't approve.&nbsp; Then things moved so fast after I met Carlotta.&nbsp; I wrote them a few letters, sent some money home, but I couldn't exactly go back."&nbsp; Robin smiled a little, "My last name's Breslin, so it shouldn't be too hard to find out about that side, right?&nbsp; I'm not... actually sure what my mother's maiden name was, there might be some records around?"&nbsp; Brook smiled at Patrick, much happier now that he seemed to have relaxed some.&nbsp; She reached up after his fingers had gone through his hair, stroking it gently and enjoying the softness of the dark red strands, nearly brown in the wrong light.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 00:32:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's eyes closed as Brook brushed her fingers along his hair, making a soft and pleasured sound at her touch. He grinned as he mulled over her name, slowly opening his eyes. "Well, the first thing is that we're going to have to teach you how to properly say that name. Breslin is just the Brits way of fucking with a good, strong name. I know of your clan, Ó Breaslain. No matter which branch of the clan you come from, you come from strong stock." He grinned softly, gazing down into Brook's eyes. "You might even be related to the High King Congal Cennmagair." He was almost buzzing with excitement as he got to show off his knowledge of Irish history a little, grey eyes a little bit brighter. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 05:18:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A High King?&nbsp; Me?"&nbsp; Brook laughed softly, happily, mulling over the pronunciation, "Ó Breaslain... Ó Breaslain..." She got a little closer the second time, "Will you say it again?" She had never been great with languages, but she wanted to learn anything that was important to her Master, and clearly this was something of central importance to his identity.&nbsp; She smiled at him as she parroted the tonalities, "Brook Ó Breaslain... you picked beautifully, Master."&nbsp; Her soft blue eyes had more than a hint of love in them as she looked up at him, lips parting in a silent request for a kiss.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 06:02:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned softly as Brook mulled over the pronunciation of her Irish surname. He smirked as she asked him to say it again, repeating it with a slightly heavier accent. "Ó Breaslain." He would have blushed when she said he picked beautifully, instead winking and smirking as he gazed at her. He saw the love in her eyes and shivered, grinning at the silent request on her lips. He reached out and captured her chin gently, his thumb grazing over the front of it. "You really should ask if you want something, little one." He leaned in anyway and very lightly pressed his lips over hers, molding to them and kissing her with a slightly opened mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 06:14:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook smiled, about to ask out loud when Patrick leaned in to kiss her.&nbsp; She melted, body pliant and comfortable in her Master's arms, tongue teasing softly between his parted lips.&nbsp; She felt as though a shiver was coming over her, though it was hardly possible at this point for her to actually be cold.&nbsp; Her body had soft tingles running through, starting in her lips, her nipples where they pressed against Patrick's chest, and between her thighs.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 06:18:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's arms flexed as they wrapped around Brook's body, cradling her to him as they kissed. His tongue slipped out, gently teasing over hers in slow circles as he felt her shudder a little in his arms. He slid his hand up and cupped the back of her head, fingers curling in and pressing into her scalp as he leaned over her and kissed her a little deeper. His tongue pressed further into her mouth, swirling with purpose as he pressed his firm body against hers, her breasts pressing into her own chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 06:29:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook sucked gently on Patrick's tongue for a moment, trying to keep him from nicking himself on her fangs.&nbsp; She reached up, cupping the back of her Master's head, fingers in his hair without trying to restrain him at all, touch feather-light.&nbsp; Her other hand ran over the man's shoulders, feeling his musculature and the hard bone underneath loving every inch of him her fingertips stroked over and the firmness of his grip around her slender body.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 06:36:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick moaned softly as Brook sucked on his tongue, shivering happily as her soft touch slipped into his red hair. He slid one hand from her back and over her side to her soft stomach. He felt every slender line, the slight but still womanly curves of her body, running his hand up to cup and caress over one of her soft breasts. He massaged and almost kneaded that flesh, never quite digging into her flesh but grasping her possessively.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 06:59:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook could feel her curiosity bubbling up, wondering what was in the bag behind Patrick on the bed.&nbsp; She pressed up closer to him, into his hands and against his body.&nbsp; She caressed him gently, tenderly, taking in the texture of his skin and enjoying every moment of closeness despite the thrills of curiosity.&nbsp; She felt herself melting, almost floating with the pleasure of being sheltered and protected from the outside world in Patrick's arms.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 07:02:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick moaned softly as Brook pressed closer to him, cupping her breast firmly as she pressed into his hand. He pulled his head back slowly, grinning as he slipped his hand from Brook's chest, caressing down her rib cage and stomach. "I do believe I had something planned." He smirked softly and slowly pulled back away from Brook, not quite letting her go even as he reached back and pulled his bag around beside him. "I want you to become acquainted with everything in this bag. Eventually, you'll know the sound each one makes just being pulled from this bag, so that you can identify it even with your eyes closed." He grinned softly and unzipped the large case, just leaving it open for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 07:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook lifted her head, trying to get a peek into the bag as Patrick unzipped it.&nbsp; She didn't quite dare to touch the bag herself, breath catching slightly as she caught a glimpse of the top layer.&nbsp; Her eyes were wide and she sat up slightly more, licking her lips as she gently disentangled her arm from around Patrick's body so she could look at things.&nbsp; She bit her lip, not quite sure if she should be smiling or scared but enjoying the thrill of the moment nonetheless.&nbsp; "What's in there, Master?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 23:50:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked softly at Brook's reaction to what she saw, letting her disentangle herself and using both hands to open the bag more. Laid out on top were a few finely made floggers, varying in size, shape, and color. He laid each one out carefully, the falls of each flogger gently and naturally bent in a curve as they rested on the bed. "This is your Master's tool bag. Some may call them toys, I think that is too childish. These are my tools, the implements of my Mastery over you." He spoke calmly as he laid out 5 floggers in total, still reaching in and pulling out various canes, rods, and whips. Notably among the pile were a 9 mm rattan cane and a black leather sjambok that were both about 30 inches long, a few ball gags in red, blue and black, a couple of ring gags,&nbsp; and a nine-tailed flogger that he separated from the others, one that ended in what looked to be braided silver tips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 00:00:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook looked them over slowly, licking her lips and clasping her hands behind her back to keep curious fingers from touching each implement.&nbsp; The leather looked well cared for and soft enough to be inviting, though she had enough sense to try to project what each would feel like coming down on tender flesh.&nbsp; The canes and rods were thin and whippy, and she remembered enough about being switched as a child to be able to anticipate the harsh, burning sting.&nbsp; The sjambok had her confused as to what, exactly, he planned to do with it, and her eyes widened noticeably at the sight of the silver-tipped flogger.&nbsp; "Oh... wow."&nbsp; She was momentarily at a loss for words, her tongue flicking over her lips again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 00:09:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned a little as he saw her eyes fall upon the silver tipped flogger, nodding slowly to her response. "I had all of these specially made for me, but these are a pride of mine. As I'm sure you are aware, most of these are not going to leave any sort of lasting mark, or reminder of what I've done to you. That's where these beauties come in." He stood up from the bed, reaching into the bag and pulling out a paired flogger to the silver-tipped one. He picked up both floggers, hefting them carefully but with practiced ease. His eyes were on Brook's as he stepped back out of the way, spinning both floggers in his hands lightly. He stood out in the open in the middle of the room and, moving to a beat that only he could hear, he began to demonstrate florentine flogging, wrists and floggers moving in a steady and quick rhythm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 00:43:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The silver glinted in the soft light of the hotel room, and Brook squeaked, lips parted as she watched the motion of the floggers. It was almost hypnotic, the spinning falls of leather and the shine of metal drawing her eye.&nbsp; She realized that if she were human she would be panting slightly.&nbsp; She was simultaneously frightened and, the tingle between her thighs told her, turned on.&nbsp; It was less that she had any idea what the floggers would feel like and more the fluid grace of Patrick's motions that were getting to her, and she tilted her head, fascinated.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 00:49:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick sniffed the air as he demonstrated his skill, grinning as he caught a whiff of Brook's arousal. He winked at her without losing rhythm, his head tilting up as he looked over at her. "Brook, get up off the bed, stand at the foot of the bed and grab hold of it. I want your legs spread&nbsp; comfortably, your body loose but steady." He stepped back and brought the floggers to a stop, keeping the silver tips from hitting his own skin as he watched and waited for Brook to get into place. "I am going to show you what a few of these feel like."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 01:01:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook blinked as the floggers stopped moving, then realized that her Master was speaking.&nbsp; It took her a moment to process his order, and she slid off the bed, just barely remembering to crawl around to the foot of it.&nbsp; She stood, bending at the waist and moving her legs apart as she gripped the footboard.&nbsp; She took a steadying, if unnecessary, breath and closed her eyes. "Like this, Master?&nbsp; I can move if you want me to..." She knew her voice had gone up half an octave with nervousness, but she didn't bother to try to disguise it.&nbsp; Patrick had told her he wanted her to be straightforward with him, and she thought that probably included vocal and nonverbal cues, too. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 01:09:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick didn't say it out loud, but he also didn't hide the enjoyment he had watching Brook struggling to get herself back to conscious thought. He grinned softly as she slid off the bed, watching her crawl to the foot of it with a loving gaze. He stepped back unnecessarily as she stood and bent over at the waist. Her ass was pushed out in this position, her back angled so that her kidneys were easier targets but also opening up her shoulders and upper back. Patrick was a little taller than she and that extra height plus her position gave him a direct target on her shoulders and upper back. He nodded at first to her question, grinning at the change in her voice. "Just like that." He paused a moment and stepped up closer. "Are you nervous, Brook?" He could hear it in her voice but wanted to ask directly as he began to spin the floggers in midair again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 01:21:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook swallowed and nodded, her tone hesitant, "Yes, Master, I'm sorry, I just don't... I've never done this before, and it all looks like it hurts." She could feel the air displaced by the floggers, trying to remember to keep herself relaxed but knowing she wasn't doing very well at it.&nbsp; &nbsp;He didn't seem to believe in starting out easy, and she was waiting for the familiar burn of silver on flesh.&nbsp; Her lips and mouth had gone a little dry, and she kept her grip steady on the wooden footboard, trying to remember not to crush it in her hands.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 01:31:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick listened to Brook and stilled the floggers again, wrapping his hands over the handle and the leather falls of each one, the silver tips harmlessly resting against the leather wrapped handles. He grinned as she said it looked like it would hurt, moving towards the side of the bed where she could see him. "Pain is part of the process, Brook. Through the pain I give you, you can let yourself go and be free to take what your Master wants to give." He slowly put down the two silver tipped floggers and picked up one of the heavy leather ones, then another that matched it. It seemed every flogger was matched save for one ornately designed black handled flogger with tied leather knots at the end of each fall. "We will start out lighter, and work our way up." He smiled as he said it, coming around behind Brook again and just running the soft leather over one cheek of her ass. "Did we talk about safewords, my little one?" With everything that had gone on in such a short time, Patrick honestly couldn't remember. It would also&nbsp; serve as a good test for whether or not Brook was listening to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 01:45:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Master.&nbsp; Red, yellow, and green, like a stoplight... right?"&nbsp; Brook was buzzing a little with nerves and the beginnings of arousal, and she wanted to be sure that she got the correct answer.&nbsp; She glanced over her shoulder at Patrick to check his expression, pushing back slightly into the almost-caress of leather on skin.&nbsp; The smell of leather was in the air, and she found that it was one she enjoyed in the same way that she liked pushing her face against a man's leather jacket and breathing it in.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 01:53:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very good, though I don't want to hear you yelling out 'Green!'" He chuckled softly, licking his lips and running his tongue along his fangs as he watched Brook push back into the leather flogger. He let it wrap over her ass as she pushed into it, then stepped back and pulled it down and around, coming down softly over the flesh of her ass once. "Is that understood?" He spoke softly as he spun the flogger a few times in midair, waiting for her to answer before bringing the flogger down again over the other cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 02:23:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The first hit wasn't painful, just a little wrapping feeling and Brook started relaxing a little. <em>Maybe this won't be so bad...</em>&nbsp; She nodded and flexed her toes, "Understood, Master."&nbsp; She was trying to limit herself to shorter answers, knowing that she had a tendency to ramble, especially when she was nervous.&nbsp; If he wanted more from her, she presumed he'd ask.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 02:26:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good girl." He spun the flogger in a quick figure eight without touching Brook's skin&nbsp; before bringing the flogger down harder over her right cheek, stinging down across it and coming up to quickly cross over the left. The blows were slowly increasing in intensity, letting her feel every level that he could bring it to, building up to moving faster than a human's arm would, coming down with his vampiric strength as he began to alternate in a sweeping motion from cheek to cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 02:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's opinion rapidly revised as the blows went from almost-stroking to stinging.&nbsp; She could feel him ramping up, her skin tingling as the blows fell heavier and heavier.&nbsp; The tips of the flogger stung, and the heavy lashes themselves almost seemed to thud into her.&nbsp; She held onto the bed, body trembling slightly as she realized she was dragging unnecessary breaths in in time with the hits, hissing back out through her teeth.&nbsp; Her eyes had come open and she was staring unfocusedly at the other strikers on the bed.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 03:19:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned as he watched Brook while he beat her, smirking at the way she seemed so... human, breathing and panting in ways that were entirely unnecessary but added so much to the moment for him. As he kept up a now steady rhythm, he alternated it slightly by extending his reach in the midst of a strike and bringing the flogger down across her back, lighter than he was hitting her ass to warm up that flesh as well. He kept a steady rhythm with both floggers before tossing one casually but carefully back onto the bed and coming down hard with the one in his hand across her left ass cheek. The strike was hard enough to leave a lash down her ass that disappeared almost as fast as it came, but he knew the pain would subside at least a little slower.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 03:35:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook arched up under the touch of the flogger on her shoulders in surprise, then settled into it again.&nbsp; The hard hit had her toes digging into the plush carpet, whimpering.&nbsp; It wasn't actually that bad, but it hurt, and she focused on the idea that this was something she was taking for her Master.&nbsp; <em>For Him, I'm doing this for Him.&nbsp; He wants to do this, wants me to take it...</em>&nbsp; Through it all, she felt herself starting to float, just a little, her head buzzing in a way that was unfamiliar.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 03:43:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick actually laughed, the sound joyous as he saw Brook arch up into the falls of the flogger. He licked his lips as he watched her legs extend, digging her toes into the carpet. He came down hard again, and again across her ass with the one flogger, stepping into it a little to strength his blows. After a couple more hits and in a nearly singular motion, Patrick tossed the flogger onto the bed and brought his hand down to cup against Brook's cunt. He didn't push his fingers into her, just held his hand over it possessively as he felt the heat radiating off of her flesh. "Is my slut ready for something harder?" He reached out for the rattan cane, running the length of it over her arm, up along her shoulder and down over her back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 04:03:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The way Patrick cupped her cunt had Brook pressing against his hand a little, blowing out her breath and slumping for a moment as her unnecessary breathing stopped.&nbsp; The marks the flogger had left were hot, stinging a little, but didn't leave a great deal of lingering pain.&nbsp; She was somewhat hopeful, even with what Patrick said, that he was going to fuck her and that he was just being coy about it, but she saw him grabbing a cane and swallowed, nodding wordlessly.&nbsp; She could feel that her cunt was a little wet against his hand, and she felt oddly dizzy.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 04:08:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick loved the heat and wetness from Brook's cunt and he let her know so by rubbing that soft, wet flesh. He grinned as she nodded, stepping back without pulling his hand away as he ran the cane over her soft skin. He dragged his fingers over the little nub of her clit before pulling the cane up and smacking her ass once lightly with it, then again across the other cheek. His hand pulled away slowly and he licked his fingers clean, running the cane over Brook's ass and smacking it hard every so often, keeping the pattern somewhat random, the blows coming a little harder each time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 04:35:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was strange but not negative to feel the combination of pleasure and pain that Patrick was giving her, his fingers teasing over Brook's clit and making it swell and tingle even as he started bringing the cane down on her ass.&nbsp; She shuddered and hung onto the bed, feeling confused by the arousal that seemed to be punctuated by the smacks of the cane that were starting to burn sharply as they came.&nbsp; She did her best not to wriggle away, making herself stay still even though she was making tiny noises of pained protest.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 04:41:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's little noises of pained protest made Patrick grin as he brought the cane down across her ass, striping it with the rattan cane, coming down harder now, harder than he had with the flogger. He was starting to come down more steadily as he licked his lips, one hand reaching out and grabbing Brook's hair firmly, gripping it tight as he began to beat her ass harder with the cane, the thin rod digging into her flesh with each strike. His blows rained down over her ass and the top of her thighs, striping her skin with bright red marks. "Mmmm good girl..." He cooed in contrast to his harsh treatment of her, tongue running almost hungrily over his fangs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 05:00:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The swishing sounds that the cane made in the air were making Brook tense and jitter between strikes.&nbsp; She found herself drawn up short by her Master's hand in her hair, holding her still as he started caning her in earnest.&nbsp; What had been a slight burn escalated to a conflagration, pink stripes marking the backs of her pale, slender thighs and her ass.&nbsp; Brook found herself squirming again and again until she was drawn up short by Patrick's hand in her hair, her own hands were flexing and digging into the wood, and she had to silently remind herself not to break the footboard.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 05:04:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The way that Brook squirmed and writhed had Patrick heating up as he beat her ass, licking his lips hungrily. He dragged her head up firmly and stilled the cane against her ass, resting the cane across her pink and red skin. "What is your color, Brook?" He spoke the words softly but yet still firmly, keeping his grip on her tight and possessive. His body was close to hers, leaning over so that his lips were almost against her ear as he spoke, able to breathe in the scent of her which made him almost growl with pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 05:14:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>My color?&nbsp; What is he...oh.</em>&nbsp; Brook realized that she had shifted her weight onto one foot to press against him a little, feeling almost tipsy as his breath brushed her ear.&nbsp; Her ass felt like it was on fire, stripes stinging and throbbing though they were already starting to heal.&nbsp; "...Green, Master?" She was somewhat surprised to hear herself say that, but they had only been through two of the numerous items he had in his bag, and she presumed he wanted to use more of them.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 05:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick had been bracing himself to hear 'yellow' or even 'red', but he wasn't at all ready for what he heard. He felt Brook's body pressing against his own and he moaned against her ear, cupping her cunt again with the cane pressed against her ass in his hand still. "Mmmm, <em>cailín maith</em>..." the Irish rolled off his tongue lyrically as he pulled his hand back slowly and smacked her ass once more with the cane before dropping it on the bed for the sjambok. He let her feel the leather against her skin, hardened into a very firm whip, flexible but only barely. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 05:57:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook shoved down a little into Patrick's hand, not understanding his words but catching the approval in his tone.&nbsp; She felt the hard leather on her skin, eyes widening as she looked up at him.&nbsp; She honestly couldn't predict how it was going to feel, but she had a feeling it was going to be intense, and she desperately wanted to be able to hold onto her Master while he used it, but she doubted that would be possible.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 06:08:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick saw the wide-eyed look on Brook's face and grinned softly, licking his lips. He felt her need and reached up, wrapping his hand over her shoulder. This offered two things. One, he was able to hold onto her as he beat her, and two, his arm was within range of her face so she could feel him there if it got intense. He ran the sjambok over her ass and thighs, caressing slowly at first as he brushed his knuckles against her cheek from her shoulder. His hand tightening against her shoulder was the only warning as he came down firmly over her ass, hitting hard enough, deep enough, for the thwack of the cane to be followed by a deep thud into the muscles of her ass. He came down again hard with it, making sure to make the cane thud with each strike, a deep undertone to the stinging thwack of the thin cane. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 06:26:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hnn!" Brook tried not to actually grunt, whimpering and freezing as the sjambok came down on her ass, sending jolts through her.&nbsp; She felt Patrick's hand on her shoulder, steadying her and reminding her of his presence.&nbsp; She gasped between hits, the thud almost a relief though she could tell he wasn't hitting anywhere near as hard as he could and the sting was still fierce.&nbsp; She bit her lip, fangs digging in slightly but not breaking skin, trying to spread the pain out as if that would help.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 06:29:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmn!" The sound of Brook's whimpers made Patrick moan deeply. He brought the sjambok down harder, about half as hard as he absolutely could, the blow sending a wave through Brook's flesh and striping her ass beautifully. He dug his fingers into her shoulder as he looked down approvingly at her, starting to speed up his hits, coming down harder and building up towards maximum strength. The cane was designed in such a way it could take the full strength he could put behind it, and he wanted to find out which might break first, the cane, or his girl. He came down harder every two hits, sometimes three to vary things, spreading his hits out over her ass and upper thighs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 07:04:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's fangs gouged into her bottom lip, feeling hot bruises forming in the shape of the tip of the sjambok, the pain searing.&nbsp; She held on, trying not to scream but only succeeding in strangling the sound, struggling to remember what she was supposed to say.&nbsp; Blood trickled down her chin and she was panting through her nose just to attempt to ease the pain. <em>It's a color... something about a stoplight?</em>&nbsp; "Yellow!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 07:10:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Brook called out Yellow, the cane immediately stopped against her skin. He ran it over her soft curves gently, over the bruises already formed in her ass. He looked down at her and licked his lips, diving down and capturing her mouth and chin, tongue swiping at that dark blood that oozed from her lips. He captured as much of it as he could and kissed her deeply, pushing his tongue carefully between her fangs and kissing her hard but for a moment before pulling back to whisper against her lips. "Good girl. You make me very proud." He pulled back slowly and dropped the sjambok on the bed, moving in behind Brook and running his hand over her ass to gauge her pain level.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 07:49:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook trembled with reaction as the sjambok ran over her skin, brushing over sore spots that had her gasping.&nbsp; She returned the kiss softly, pressing close to him but letting him go without protest.&nbsp; "Thank you, Master."&nbsp; She moaned and winced as Patrick touched the bruises on her ass, realizing that as well as feeling drunk, she sounded it too.&nbsp; The bruises under his fingers were distinctly shaped and aching at even a light touch.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 08:04:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's trembling sent a shiver through Patrick that left him moaning as he ran his hand over those beautiful bruises. He loved the drunk sound in her voice, relished being able to do that to her. As he ran his one hand over her bruised ass, the other lifted his hard cock and stroked it slowly. He pressed his hips up against Brook's soft, bruised ass, grinding just a little into those bruises even as they began to heal. Patrick continued to stroke himself as the head of his cock found her tight cunt, holding the head against her tight entrance as he stroked himself a little harder, panting unnecessarily and licking his lips hungrily as he looked down over her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 08:16:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's whimpers of pain turned into a pleasurable moan as she shifted against him, feeling her wet slit stroking lightly over the tip of his hard cock.&nbsp; She listened to his hand traveling over his shaft and ducked her head to see if she could watch through the gap between her spread thighs.&nbsp; She felt bruises pull and groaned softly even as she managed to catch a peek at the motion of his hand and his balls.&nbsp; "OhGod...Master." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 08:27:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked, a bit of the boyish charm coming back through as he watched Brook duck her head to look down between her open legs. He saw how her skin pulled taut as she bent over, his free hand roaming over those bruises as she groaned for him. "Mmmm do you want Master to fuck this tight cunt?" He spoke softly as he stroked himself against the entrance, the head of his cock nestled against that hole without going in. He felt her wetness against his hand every time it slipped to the head of his cock, working the foreskin back each time he stroked, his cock throbbing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 08:42:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please, Master!"&nbsp; Brook wriggled, panting softly and trying not to actually writhe with eagerness.&nbsp; "Please fuck me?" She rocked lightly against his hand as it brushed her cunt.&nbsp; Her voice was a little hoarse, needy and pleading as she tried desperately not to push back onto his cock.&nbsp; She presumed that would go over poorly, would be presumptuous and disobedient, but she needed to feel him in her wet cunt.&nbsp; It would reaffirm their connection, remind her that she was good for more than taking pain.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 08:46:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's pleas and wriggles sent a thrill through Patrick that made him grin wider. He moaned softly as she rocked against his hand each time it brushed her cunt, one hand reaching out to grasp her shoulder to hold her steady. He settled the head of his cock against that tight, wet cunt and pulled his hand away, giving the effect of pulling away as he licked his fingers clean and looked down at Brook's beautiful body. One thrust, and he was nestled deep into her cunt. One strong, easy thrust was all it took for Patrick to break deep into Brook's cunt, settle firmly inside of her. He moaned as he settled in her, one hand running over the soft curve of her ass as he just enjoyed that tight hole for a moment, the other hand stroking over her shoulder and upper back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 09:05:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook almost pouted as Patrick pulled his hand away from her, then groaned with eager need as he thrust into her soft, wet cunt.&nbsp; She arched under his hand and against his body, leaning forward to put her hands on the bed.&nbsp; She braced herself, pushing back against him firmly, eagerly, and dug her fingers into the bed.&nbsp; She held still after that, just enjoying the feeling of Patrick's cock sheathed in her tight cunt and the touch of his hand on her upper back.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 09:08:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick moaned deeply as Brook arched and rocked against his body, licking his lips. When she stopped he slapped her ass right over a bruise, his voice stern but a laugh held just underneath the tone. "Who said you could stop, Brook? Fuck your Master's cock like a good slut." He spat the last word out harshly, eyes filling up with black as he let the beast in him free, nails digging into Brook's skin where his hand laid along her ass and the middle of her back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 09:17:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's eyes rolled back and she rocked against Patrick's body, trembling a little at the pain of his smack over a slowly-healing bruise.&nbsp; His words, the harshness of his tone, made her groan and whimper.&nbsp; His nails bit into her soft flesh, and she shuddered, clenching hard and sliding over him with a groan.&nbsp; Her body arched as her hips rolled slowly, trying to find a pace and read her Master's preferences by sound and any other cues he gave her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 09:37:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick held still as Brook began to rock against his body, moaning deeply as she whimpered for him. He gasped as she clenched hard around him, feeling her cunt sliding over every ridge and vein in his cock. Once she began to settle into a pace he started to move with her, moving steadily, fluidly so as to not break her rhythm. He drove in hard at the end of each thrust, balls slapping against Brook's&nbsp; cunt, hips rocking into the slowly healing bruises on her ass. His hand slid down and around Brook's throat as he fucked her from behind; gripping tight enough that, were she human, she would be choking against his grip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 09:44:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's mouth opened in a strangled moan, the muscles and cartilage of her throat feeling as if they were creaking under Patrick's hand.&nbsp; Her pace faltered, and she tried to catch up again. She had held her grip on her humanity through the beating, but somehow the hold he had on her throat made black start flooding her sweet blue eyes.&nbsp; Her fingers flexed on the bed and she let out a tiny growl, hardly able to get it past his hand, but straining slightly against his grip even as she moved with him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 09:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick heard the growl and licked his lips, though a hint of fear flooded through him. He didn't falter even as she had to find her pace again, leading and then staying with her once she regained it. He kept his grip against her throat as she strained against it, leaning into her and whispering against her ear. "Remember your safeword, my pet." He grunted after saying it as he shoved into her cunt firmly, nuzzling over the back of her ear and leaning into her more as he began to fuck her harder. His hand loosened from around her throat, though only slightly, enough that she could whimper out a word if she felt the need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 10:12:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The reminder relaxed Robin...Brook, again, and she lost some of the predatory intensity that had flooded through her.&nbsp; As she lost that edge, she rocked her hips more smoothly, almost trying to apologize with the motions of her body and the sliding of her wet cunt over Patrick's cock for losing herself that way.&nbsp; She wondered if there were going to be any consequences for it, eyes closing as she focused intently on how good it felt to be filled up with her master's shaft, his balls slapping against her clit, body over hers and face against the back of her ear.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 10:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fact that Brook lost herself, reverted to that predatory nature, was not of any concern other than for his own safety. He moaned against the back of her ear as she rocked her hips smoothly against his own, driving deep with each thrust and gasping as he bottomed out in her every time. He dragged his hand away from her throat and grasped her shoulder and the side of her neck, gripping firmly as he began to speed up his thrusts. His balls were slick with her excitement, dripping off of the heavy orbs as he slammed into her over and over. His body hovered over her own, reminding her with every inch of him who she belonged to and that she was safe there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 10:51:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook grunted, moaning as Patrick's cock tapped the back of her cunt, making her shudder with pleasure.&nbsp; She could feel her cream dripping over his slick balls and her inner thighs, forced out of her cunt by his hard thrusts.&nbsp; She held herself up against the bed, slender hips working hard to move against him.&nbsp; His motions and closeness kept her grounded, reminded her that even in the moment of pleasure and through the remaining ache of her ass as she ground back against the heavy base of his cock that she was owned by him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2013, 21:25:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grunted and moaned with Brook as he tapped the back of her cunt, fucking her hard and deep. He felt her cunt dripping over his balls, soaking them each time he shoved in. He licked his lips, looking down over her as she held herself up and grinning at the thought in his head. Reaching down, Patrick grabbed both of Brook's wrists and let her head fall onto the mattress, pinning her wrists behind her back and taking over the rhythm fully. His thrusts slowed down but came harder, letting her feel the full length of him pistoning into her cunt, balls slapping against her and splashing her own cream up against her body as he fucked her hard. He wanted her to feel that he owned her, that her body was his to take, to use how he saw fit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook made a surprised noise as Patrick pulled her arms out from under her, dropping onto he bed without a struggle and simply tipping her hips up as her Master held her down to fuck her.&nbsp; She could feel him filling her, sending tingling thrills through her cunt as she moaned into the bed, her noises blissful and full of intense pleasure.&nbsp; She didn't fight his grip on her wrists, the long, hard strokes of his cock sending building waves through her.&nbsp; She suddenly shuddered, tensing under him, and felt her cunt squeezing hard around the base of his shaft, walls fluttering and gripping as her tingling clit throbbed.&nbsp; The whimpers of delight she made against the bed were quiet but entirely audible over the slap of Patrick's body against hers, and her fingers flexed in time with the clenching of her cunt as she trembled her way through her climax.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:22:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's shudders made Patrick grin as he kept up the hard, firm thrusts. He gasped as she tensed, feeling her cunt squeeze so hard that he felt a fear run through him that she might cut his cock in half. He groaned as her walls fluttered around him, pulling tighter on her wrists as he shoved in hard and held on for the ride. He felt his own orgasm bubbling up as her body sent him flying over the edge, one hand shooting up and grabbing onto her hair, dragging her head back as he growled into her ear. "Mmmm good girl..." He shuddered as he let her go, feeling the pulses dying down as his cock emptied into her cunt, releasing her wrists slowly and letting his hands fall to the bed to hold himself up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook whimpered again, beaming drunkenly at the praise and the feeling of her Master's cock throbbing and emptying inside her.&nbsp; She squirmed under him, more a wriggle of pleasure and appreciation than anything deliberately sensual, and turned her head slowly to look over her shoulder at Patrick.&nbsp; She smiled and whispered, almost shyly, "I love you, Master." She realized what she'd said an instant too late to take it back, her eyes widening as she tried to scan his face for displeasure, tensing up a little in anticipation of rejection.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:37:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick moaned, almost a whimper as Brook squirmed with his cock still caught deep in her. He felt a few more pulses as he emptied his&nbsp; sac fully into her, grinning a lopsided grin as she looked over her shoulder at him. He reached down as she whispered those words, running his fingers through her hair slowly and leaning in, kissing her cheek without a word. His face was soft, loving in its own way even if he didn't say it out loud. He eased out of Brook's cunt slowly, rolling her onto her back and guiding her up further on the bed. "Come here, Master's not done with you, yet..." he winked at her and pushed her fully to her back, climbing onto the bed and leaving a bit of a slick trail up her stomach and chest as he moved to straddle her shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:42:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook relaxed again slowly, closing her eyes and enjoying the touch and his kiss, the expression on his face reassuring even if his response wasn't everything that the secret part of her that had prompted her to speak up had hoped for.&nbsp; <em>It doesn't matter, maybe he will some day.</em>&nbsp; She moaned as he pulled out of her cunt but rolled easily onto her back, looking up at him curiously as he straddled her shoulders, his slick cock almost against her face.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 02:47:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You can't make such a mess of Master's cock and not clean up after yourself." Patrick grinned at the curious look on Brook's face, working his hand into her hair and guiding his slick shaft to her lips, brushing the half-hard head over her soft smile. "Always clean up Master's cock when you're done with it." He winked at her and pushed down slowly, pushing his cock into her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 03:09:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Understanding dawned in Brook's eyes and she parted her lips obediently, sucking and lapping at Patrick's cock.&nbsp; She hadn't ever made much of a habit of tasting her own cream, and it was something she realized she was going to have to get used to.&nbsp; She tasted different than Carlie, her only other real point of comparison, a little sweeter, and she didn't notice the speculative expression as it came onto her face even as her tongue stroked over the underside of her Master's softening cock.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 03:14:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick moaned as Brook sucked and lapped at his softening cock. He loved the way her tongue worked over him, fingers tightening a little in her hair as she stroked over the underside of him. His cock laid against her face but he spotted that speculative look, grinning as he wondered what was on her mind. He ground his cock and balls into her face a little smearing her own cream over her face as she cleaned him to his liking. Once he felt she was done he pulled up off of her and climbed further onto the bed, resting with his back against the headboard. "Come here, my little one. Come rest your head on Master's lap." He spread his legs a little, resting one arm above and behind his head on the headboard, watching Brook with a warm smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 03:18:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook had gotten caught up in the moment and let out a little noise of near-protest when Patrick pulled his cock from her mouth, then laughed a little at herself.&nbsp; She watched him settle, then smiled contentedly, putting her head on his lap and making a contented noise as she cuddled in.&nbsp; "That was amazing, Master."&nbsp; Her hand slid back, testing fading bruises with a fingertip and wincing, but seeming almost pleased about it, her ass stiff as she tried to settle into a comfortable position.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 03:32:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked at the little noises of protest as he settled in, sighing happily as she put her head there on his lap. He stroked her hair gently as she spoke, licking his lips as she tested her bruises. "This was only the beginning, Brook. I'm going to take you to the edge and over, you're going to find out just how far you can go guided by my hand." He stroked her hair gently as he said this, closing his eyes. Even without a need to sleep, Patrick felt a desire to relax, and he was comfortable and sated for the moment. He rested his head on one hand, gently petting his girl with the other as he thought about all they had just done. "Did you enjoy taking pain for your Master's pleasure? You may speak candidly." He looked down at her through one open eye, smirking a little as he listened for her response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 03:46:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook shivered, curling in closer to him and softly kissing her Master's knee as he stroked her hair.&nbsp; His question seemed to merit thought, and she wasn't exactly thinking clearly in the afterglow, so she took a few moments to consider it.&nbsp; "The pain itself isn't... I don't know how much I like it, Master.&nbsp; It makes my head float in a way I like--sort of like I'm tipsy-- and it might turn me on, I'm not sure how much of that was what, but it's a leap from that to saying that I enjoy it." She looked up at his face, trying to gauge his response, "But taking it for your pleasure... I like that a lot.&nbsp; Anything that makes you happy, that makes you feel good, I like it."&nbsp; Her voice was soft and she shrugged one shoulder.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 03:50:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smiled as Brook kissed his knee, listening to her as he continued to gently pet her. He was floating a little but was clear-headed, but he had seen what it felt like to be in her shoes and he wasn't expecting much deep thought out of her. Her response pleased him however, and he showed it. "That floating feeling is what I'm after, when I do that with you. I want you to float like that, to let go and just...be." He chuckled softly, licking his lips. "'Might' turn you on? Is there some contention as to whether or not you were wet while I beat you? I never had any doubts you were." He smirked as he said that, gazing down into her eyes with a soft smile. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 04:17:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook laughed softly, "I'm just not certain if it was the beating or the fact that it was you doing it or both.&nbsp; Multiple variables."&nbsp; She relaxed again, taking Patrick's suggestion and letting herself float on the gradually-clearing endorphins.&nbsp; She stretched, flexing her toes, but stayed close to him and kept her head pillowed on his lap.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 05:38:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cavehill, outside Belfast, Present Day<br><hr><br>A man (http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BC26hreB8QA/TS39PQrXwxI/AAAAAAAACFE/Adcdql_BBOs/s1600/5x10_033.jpg) wearing a black suit and a stylish tie, rather strange attire for the locale, stood outside a small cave opening near the top of Cavehill north of Belfast. His right hand still glowed with a red energy, crackling with what looked like lightning. It corresponded with a gathering of stones on the ground in front of the man, still crackling with energy, a fire burning in the middle of the stones, fueled by a small burlap sac. Apparently satisfied that the ritual was completed, the man stamped out the fire on the bottom of a shined shoe, digging his heel into the burlap sack until the flames were extinguished. He stepped forward with purpose, reaching up and pulling a black fedora from his head. He held the hat to his chest as he stepped in, knocking on the stone wall of the cave like he was stepping into someone's home. Truth be told, he felt like he was.<br><br>The energy flowed back into the man's body as he stepped into the cave, the darkness of it washing over him, squeezing at him as he stepped into the dark and dank cave. He cleared his throat once, eyes adjusting where there was no light, making out shapes at first until the cave took form in his sight. "Hello? Avon calling." His voice rang out in an accent not entirely unheard in this part of the world. If anyone were to guess, he was most likely from South London. He reached his free hand up and ran his hand back through thin blond hair, his somewhat round frame heading deeper into the cave. As he walked he reached into the pocket of his trousers and pulled another burlap sack, this one clinking with the sound of metal within the heavy brown sack. He hefted the bag and held it in one hand, finding a path that led downward in an arc deeper into the cave system. He found himself wishing he had come with his guards but he knew that any dealings with The Morrigan, especially if the rumors turned out to be true, would be tenuous at best. Near the end of the spiral, down what was essentially a natural hallway, he saw light dancing as if from a natural source. He lifted his head, presenting himself as stately as possible as he rounded the corner, unsure of what he might see.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 05:54:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the man rounded the corner to find himself face to face with a smooth cave wall, carved with a knotwork raven, Morrigan (http://"http://media-cache-ec6.pinterest.com/550x/ad/41/37/ad4137c36136cd93bd76030b4f41bb8e.jpg") awoke to the faint scent of familiar, pungent smoke.&nbsp; Someone had completed the ritual, one she hadn't seen used in centuries, and a slight smile lifted the corners of her mouth.&nbsp; She arose from her couch and flicked a hand, whispering words and setting torches in sconces on the wall blazing.&nbsp; The torches illuminated a room with pillars and furnishings carved from the living rock, everything coated in finely worked gold.&nbsp; The eye could follow sparkling knotwork and in every corner of the room light caught on gemstones, rich hangings in dark colors, everything perfectly preserved by her magic-- in all a treasure trove that would have made an archaeologist weep.&nbsp; In front of her visitor's eyes, the lines of the carved stone started to fill in with flickers of light.&nbsp; <br><br>She glanced to make sure her General and guard had awoken with her and taken his proper position by the sealed archway, then settled down on a throne shaped like an open pair of dark wings and made an opening gesture, speaking a low phrase. Stone shuddered and creaked, and The Morrigan tilted her head, settling her spear across her lap and waiting for her 'guest' to approach.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 06:14:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Eckhart (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/80/Eckhart.jpg) sniffed the air, completing the application of 'warpaint' that he was accustomed to from a bowl of various animal bloods kept warm by a magical brazier. He dare not drink the blood from his fingertips, allowing it to drip from his hand as he stood by the sealed archway. His bloody hand wrapped over the hilt of the curved blade at his side, a dangerous weapon of a time now long past. His other hand was encased in an ornate but no less deadly gauntlet of sorts, barely protecting the back of his hand but ending each fingertip in a razor sharp claw. He heard The Morrigan as she took her place at her throne and he smiled, tongue running over a mouth full of sharp teeth and two longer fangs, the chance of a feast setting his hunger on edge. His eyes were solid black as he stared at the opening doorway, hand tightening around the hilt of his sword, ready for whatever their 'guest' would have waiting for them.<br><br><hr><br>On&nbsp; the other side of the stone, Morchaeba came face to face with a knotwork raven, a sure sign that he was in the right place. The carved stone itself seemed to flicker and come to life, a few sconces providing the first bit of light as they blazed to life before his eyes. He smirked as he watched the show, standing as tall as this frame would allow him as the doorway to the inner chamber opened. He fought to keep the fear from his eyes, though he did have to reach into the outer pocket of his coat for a handkerchief to wipe his brow as he began to sweat. When the 'door' opened almost all the way, Morchaeba came forth and knelt down, his eyes cast downward and his hand resting over his heart. It was a place of weakness that he didn't prefer, but every step with a being with as much power and such a desire for more as The Morrigan was a tricky one, and every move calculated to the fullest of his ability.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 06:27:15</strong>
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				The room smelled of incense and blood, though the opening door brought in a wash of fresh air.&nbsp; Morrigan studied the man, her own bladed claws tapping on the arm of her throne for a moment.&nbsp; She stroked a claw-guarded fingertip over her dark lips and they flared with light, her words would be understandable, whatever language the man spoke.&nbsp; "It has been a very long time since someone woke me."&nbsp; She didn't allow any tone to color her voice, just stating facts, "I had thought the knowledge was gone from the world."&nbsp; She let a few more long moments slide by, watching Morchaeba and sniffing the air.&nbsp; Unnatural fire, brimstone... He was showing proper deference, at least, and that was worth a moment of listening.&nbsp; "What brings you before the throne of The Morrigan, demon?"&nbsp; She knew the word would cue in Eckhart if he hadn't caught what the creature in front of him was, already.&nbsp; Demons were generally trouble, regardless of whether they came intending good or ill.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 06:44:22</strong>
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				Morchaeba stayed kneeling, every cell in his body seeming to vibrate as he listened for any signs that he had made a mistake, that he was going to be attacked. Of course, if the stories were true, he'd never see it coming. He breathed out as he heard the voice. It sounded strange, as if somewhere underneath the words he heard were words that were lost to time. It gave her a very unearthly quality, something that most likely attributed to her rising status as a goddess of many cultures over time. He waited until she asked him his business before he dared to rise or even speak, holding his hat still near his chest. He smiled a little as she called him out for what he was, nodding. "The knowledge of a great many things have gone from this world. The location of your whereabouts was not an easy thing to acquire, I promise you." He glanced momentarily over at the almost statuesque figure standing at the side of the throne, a large man in heavy armor that struck an imposing figure only made more so by his lack of words, or even sound. Not wanting to come off as rude, Morchaeba turned his eyes back to The Morrigan as he stood fully, lifting his head to look at her directly for the first time. "As I am sure you are aware, the world has fallen far from what it once was. There were once thousands, if not millions, that worshipped the likes of you, or even I. Our power was immense, our territories expanding. Then came the revolutions, and the world turned to industrialization and commercialization, and the old ways were forgotten. Well to that I say, no more! We can show this world that we are still here, that we are still the strong, the powerful!" His eyes flared as he spoke, gaining steam and momentum with every word. He paused then, however, watching for her reaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 07:21:26</strong>
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				One corner of Morrigan's mouth quirked for a moment, though she gave Morchaeba a fractional nod.&nbsp; "I have heard all of this before, and the time was never right, the plan was never more than a fantasy."&nbsp; She leaned forward in her throne, the butt of her spear coming to rest with an echoing tap on the floor next to her feet.&nbsp; "What makes you different?"&nbsp; In truth, she chafed against it, had chafed since the coming of Christianity had, gradually, all but eliminated her following.&nbsp; What remained in the modern age were weaklings, consumed by the need to be special, different, and presuming to use her name to fuel their self-aggrandizement.&nbsp; Her General was a reminder of better days when the people who came to her were warriors, witches, still fewer than some other powers but powerful in their own right.&nbsp; She could raise an army whenever she chose, but not even she could withstand a full assault with modern weapons forever, if governments became involved.&nbsp; She had grown weary of it, weary of people who didn't believe what was in front of their eyes, and that had been much of the impetus behind her... she wouldn't call it a retreat, but perhaps withdrawal from the world.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 22:45:17</strong>
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				The movement of Morrigan's mouth might be considered a smile, a sign that Morchaeba took that he was in. He smirked a little as she spoke, though the smile disappeared when she tapped the butt of her spear almost as a reminder to him. "What makes me different?" He cleared his throat, trying very hard not to let his voice crack as he echoed her question. "My plan isn't all or nothing, for one. I've been building a following since the fall of Babylon, working slowly as I saw the way that humanity was going. Sure, I've made a few mistakes along the way, and I've seen what started as good plans turned against me." He still felt anger towards the upstart Christian sect of Judaism for turning what should have been a quiet end to them into the start of their own religion with the death of their leader. It hadn't taken much to turn Pilatus against them, but it was still a lot of work down the drain. <br><br>"I am creating a new world, one where our kind can flourish once more. One where you can walk the world and everyone will bow down to your power, Your Majesty." It chafed him a little to use such a title. After all, Morchaeba only saw Morrigan as a tool, a means to an end. With her on the loose, those that might stop him would have more important issues to deal with. He needed her, and he needed her to feel in power, but he also needed to figure out a leash, and quick. That was the one part of his plan that Morchaeba didn't have solidified upon coming over here. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 23:09:35</strong>
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				"And who is your opposition?"&nbsp; She could often predict the tide of a battle, and was formidable in her own right, if Morchaeba had enemies they might come for her or try to court her themselves.&nbsp; Morrigan wasn't stupid, and she didn't presume that Morchaeba's stated goal was necessarily anywhere close to his true end goal, nor his stance toward her something other than politically expedient.&nbsp; Nonetheless, the bait was good, and she was going to cast auguries once the demon was gone to see what she could of the situation and its possible outcomes.&nbsp; There was no chance of her committing herself to a course of action blind, and though she had spent some of her "sleep" casting her mind outside of the glittering tomb she'd had constructed for her, it didn't give her clear insight.&nbsp; <br><br>Distantly, Morrigan knew that her hunger had risen, and she was certain that Eckhart was ravenous.&nbsp; She let her eyes flare red as she looked Morchaeba over, it wouldn't do her any harm to have him just a little more afraid of her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 23:32:49</strong>
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				"All of the underworld and even the heavens knows that something is brewing. They've been feeling it for a long time, and some of them are getting restless. Cowards and upstarts, the lot of them." Morchaeba spat it out, a sound much like a snort coming with his words. He felt Morrigan and her bodyguard's eyes on him and his breath faltered for a moment. Both of them were staring at him ravenously, though it was The Morrigan's glowing red eyes that sent a shock of fear through the demon's heart. He cleared his throat, trying to remember where he was as he lifted his head again. "I fully expect others to come out of the woodwork, but for now the only one I know for certain is the ice demon Sularen, who fancies himself as worthy to control all of Hell. He knows he needs a protective barrier in Earth, but I really don't think the bastard has what it takes." His eyes flared white as he spoke but only for a moment, fingers tensing as he talked of the demon lord of the ice realms. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-02-2013, 23:51:13</strong>
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				"And so you offer me what?&nbsp; Whatever I can take?"&nbsp; Morrigan could take territory by herself, the demon wouldn't be here grovelling to her if he didn't feel he needed her.&nbsp; She pushed the hunger down slowly, the solid blackness that was their usual state rising up again.&nbsp; She wondered if his assessment of his rival was based in hubris or fact, something she would have to assess for herself, she supposed.&nbsp; She pondered where she might have heard of the ice demon before, "If I recall... I had heard that Sularen controlled Hell in the past, he was Hades' General-Prince wasn't he?"&nbsp; She didn't look over at Eckhart, but the parallel intrigued her in the abstract.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 00:02:42</strong>
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				"If he even deserved that title. When Hades withdrew his interest in direct control, the realms of Hell fell into utter chaos. Those of us deemed...unworthy, were shunted Earthward, while the princes and lords squabbled over what was left. Sularen took over a large portion of the realm, now and forever encased in ice due to his power. While I, Hades' most influential advisor, had to make do with the fucking desert!..." He paused and closed his eyes for a moment as his voice had risen to a shout, his chest heaving as he lowered his head and then dropped to one knee. "Forgive me, na Banríona." He chose to use the Irish title, naming her a queen in hopes that she would not retaliate for his outburst. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 00:30:03</strong>
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				<em>Weak.&nbsp; His pride is extraordinary and it makes him so very weak.</em>&nbsp; It was a weakness she could use, if she chose to, if it wasn't an act, though it would make him an unreliable ally.&nbsp; He hadn't answered her first question, and that was revealing in a number of ways, depending on how the lack was interpreted.&nbsp; He could have no intention of granting her anything, he could have been so caught up in emotion that he forgot another question had been asked at all.&nbsp; Morrigan was unphased by his shouting, having been in countless battles a man raising his voice was nothing to her except in the message it sent about his perception of her.&nbsp; <br><br>She took a few moments to look at him, claws raking slowly over the stone of her chair, striking sparks as she considered.&nbsp; "Very well.&nbsp; Stand, continue."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 04:54:04</strong>
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				Morchaeba felt Morrigan's eyes on him, as well as those of her apparent bodyguard. The male figure stood silent though Morchaeba could almost feel his hunger. When Morrigan finally spoke again he slowly rose, nodding to her and taking a deep breath. He realized his misstep and sought to fix it, hoping that he hadn't done himself in already. "Anyway, where was I? Ah yes..." His eyes dropped to her claws as she raked over the stone throne, the sparks obviously designed to intimidate. Morchaeba had spent plenty of time in Hell, a little light show wasn't going to do him in. "I offer you an army, Your Majesty. I am in the process of testing and perfecting a substance that can take even the strongest of creatures and turn them into mindless idiots. What's more... these humans, and even some of the beings that used to be human, they eat it up like candy as soon as you tell them its illegal!" He laughed a little at that and reached into a pocket on his jacket, producing a small baggie containing a fine white powder. "It is not yet perfect, but each batch gets closer to the goal."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 05:16:04</strong>
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				Morrigan looked between the baggie and Morchaeba's face, then stood up.&nbsp; She wasn't a tall woman, topping out at about 5'4" and slender, but her clothing lent height and cloaked her shape to some extent as did the slight platform on which she stood.&nbsp; "You have never commanded an army.&nbsp; There is only so much you can do with mindless thralls, I can create those on my own, and after we attained victory, what would I do with an army that was ...they say 'addicted' to a drug except march them all into the ocean?&nbsp; At least thralls I made would continue to serve me without my depending on you for a steady supply of your white powder."&nbsp; She looked past him, at the hint of light from outside her cave, "And what, after that, would be my share in this new world you hope to create?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 05:24:33</strong>
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				Morchaeba's breath caught in his throat as Morrigan stood. He spotted out of the corner of his eye as Eckhart stepped up, one hand staying on the hilt of his sinister looking sword. Focusing his eyes back on Morrigan, Morchaeba tried to stand as talk as he could. He was a short man, no more than 5'6" and stocky, putting him just under Morrigan as she stood up on her platform. "The final stages of the drug production would allow addiction to die out on its own. What you would be left with are hungry and incredibly strong soldiers, ready to tear anything apart that you put in their way." He knew he was stretching now. That part of the plan was little more than a pipe dream at the moment, as the addiction to the drug had proven to be rather insistent. Also, Morchaeba wasn't sure that he wanted to give up the chance at keeping that part of the drug in place so that the thralls <em>would</em> keep coming back to him. He lifted his head and looked into Morrigan's eyes. "Of course, if you are not interested, I am sure there would be plenty of others willing to join my cause, and willing to take their place as a major power of my new world." He stepped back as he said it, making as if ready to leave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 05:46:16</strong>
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				"Don't toy with me, demon."&nbsp; Morrigan said the words softly, considering closing the door behind him as he moved to leave but deciding it would make her look like a bully instead of a force to be reckoned with.&nbsp; It was a delicate line to tread.&nbsp; "I have no reason to trust your assurances, all the fewer because of what you are, and every reason to believe you are attempting to ensnare me for your own gain and then reveal the choke hold you have on me when I have ceased to be immediately useful."&nbsp; She watched Morchaeba's face, taking an aggressive but not hostile tack, "It is up to me, then, to decide if the gains are worth the risks that working with you would present me with and you have been stingier with enumerating the gains than showing the risks.&nbsp; You came here courting me, at some personal cost I must assume, I am not a shopkeeper to be haggled with."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 06:17:29</strong>
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				Morchaeba knew he was treading a fine line with Morrigan and it frightened him, but he was an expert at showing the face he wanted to show and he turned that fear into aggravation, then quickly withdrew that aggravation with a deep breath and a nod of his head. "You are right, Your Majesty, of course." He paused in his movement as he said that, tossing the small burlap sack he had carried in towards the vampire's feet. "In there is but a small token, a few measly coin from various countries of this world. Times have changed, and in part we must change with them. It will take money to start up an army, and a number of kingdoms. You could be worshipped again, Your Majesty, but that is going to take a healthy amount of fear and respect from the people of this world, and from others." He grinned a little as he thought about her words, turning one thought around on her. "What could be sweeter than a vampire queen such as yourself controlling an army of demons, ready and willing to do your bidding because they believe in you?" <br><br>He lifted his eyes, hopeful again, though that hope was tempered as he spotted the sharp edge of Eckhart's blade aimed at him, the imposing man having stepped between Morchaeba and Morrigan. The large man crouched down to the burlap sack that was now under his boot, lifting it up carefully and sniffing it first before opening it and pouring the various coins into his hand. They were made of many kinds of metals, with various emblems and writings on them. Most of them were languages that Eckhart didn't understand, and once he had examined them to the best of his ability he stepped back and extended his hand towards Morrigan without a word. His eyes never once left Morchaeba, his fangs slowly becoming exposed between parting lips. Only when he stepped back did his sword come down, though the grip and stance were still somewhat aggressive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 06:40:03</strong>
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				<em>Now that... that is tempting.&nbsp; An army of demons who are also believers.</em>&nbsp; Morrigan had reflexively snapped a feather in a fan at her hip when Morchaeba threw the bag down at her feet, a shield invisible to eyes not used to seeing magic flickering up around her.&nbsp; It only appeared as a slight shimmer in the air, and she didn't react otherwise, watching Eckhart with approval as he interposed himself and examined the bag.&nbsp; She looked over the coins in her general's hand, considering what it meant that Morchaeba knew she was a vampire instead of the goddess that many people believed her to be.&nbsp; She would have to be upfront about that, then, so as to not give him leverage to use against her.&nbsp; Her clawed fingertip caressed over the back of Eckhart's exposed hand, leaving a tingling scratch on his skin.&nbsp; "Put them away, they're just tokens."&nbsp; <br><br>She refocused on Morchaeba, "My own army, then.&nbsp; One way or another.&nbsp; And, what, a nation of my own and an alliance?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 07:39:59</strong>
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				Morchaeba noticed the shimmer in the air, but made no show of it. It was well documented that The Morrigan was a powerful witch, though the claims of her divinity were exaggerated inasmuch as he could tell. He watched the large man, obviously a bodyguard of some kind, trying to stay calm as the large man examined the bag. Eckhart stayed as stoic as a statue until Morrigan's hand trailed over the back of his own, a shudder running through him. Morchaeba grinned a little at the showing, running his tongue slowly over his lips in a lecherous showing. "Your own army, your own span of nations if you so choose... and more men to fuck than you could possibly imagine." He smirked as he said that, grabbing at what seemed like an opportunity. Morrigan touched her bodyguard with more than a simple touch, her demeanor showing want, desire. Morchaeba only hoped that desire was more simply carnal than any connection to the man himself. "And of course, an alliance with yours truly." He nodded, saying it as if it was a given with the rest, which to him it was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-02-2013, 08:09:23</strong>
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				Morrigan always got a wicked thrill out of seeing Eckhart respond to her, and it had been a long time since she'd had him.&nbsp; She ignored her own reaction for the moment, determined to fuck her General until he collapsed as soon as the unctuous demon was gone.&nbsp; "Your concern for my sexual appetites is touching, but I have never had any difficulty in that area."&nbsp; She tilted her head, tone cold, the shield coming down with the absence of danger.&nbsp; "Are you planning to somehow deliver this personally loyal army of demons, or would it be up to me to win them to my side after you got them to appear?"&nbsp; It wasn't difficult, especially not with humans, to use her magic to insinuate herself into their minds, but if Morchaeba had a plan she wouldn't object to not have to test her mettle against a similar number of demons. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 01:34:05</strong>
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				"No, I am sure you haven't." This bitch seemed to cut him off at every pass, and Morchaeba was getting tired of pandering to her. He saw the shimmer again and cocked his head a little, putting on an air of aggravation as she asked more questions. "Ahh, yes, yes. That is the beauty of my plan. The drug doesn't simply affect demons... it creates them." <em>At least that is the plan.</em> He waved a hand as if to punctuate his thought, a motion like something coming from thin air. "Demons are, as many know, beings of intense emotion. Such intense emotion that when the host dies the spirit itself takes form into something dark, something feral. That, my liege, is what you will control, at first. Those demons will be expendable, of course, you may do with them as you wish. Once others see you with such a formidable army, they will have no choice but to bow down to you!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 03:12:49</strong>
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				<em>Simplistic.</em>&nbsp; "Intriguing.&nbsp; I will have to cast auguries and think upon it further."&nbsp; Morrigan was weary of the demon trying to entrap her, and she still had no real interest in a drugged army, particularly not one she would have to rely on the demon delivering more drugs to keep sane and loyal.&nbsp; She turned to him, tilting her head and allowing her tone to warm slightly, "And what shall I call my potential ally?"&nbsp; His name would help her, as would some of his blood, skin, or hair if she could find any.&nbsp; She would have to check over the sack of coins and see if he'd been careless enough to give her something she could use to bind or scry him.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 03:20:45</strong>
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				Morchaeba felt a chill run through his bones as she asked him his name. Her magic was renowned, her skill formidable. Luckily he had enough foresight to keep the burlap sack that he offered her clean. The last thing he needed was to be her lackey before his plan could even begin to come to fruition. He straightened up and cleared his throat. "Morchaeba, Your Highness." He nodded his head in a slight bow, the chill returning though this time he felt it on his skin and in his muscles. He breathed out, seeing his breath forming in a cloud in front of him. <em>Oh hell no... I am not going to be anywhere near here when that asshole arrives.</em> He bowed again to Morrigan, putting his hat upon his head, straightening it. "I will leave you to think about it, Your Highness. I assure you, I will be in touch." He shuddered as he felt the wind picking up from somewhere down the chamber. <em>Show off.</em> He turned, hoping that Morrigan wouldn't trap him in the room and breathing a sigh of relief as he saw the opening still there. He took a deep breath and stepped out, heading into the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 03:33:01</strong>
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				<em>He styles me a princess, now.&nbsp; Ignorance or a deliberate show of disrespect?</em>&nbsp; It was something to think about, but Morrigan was just as glad to see the back of him, for now.&nbsp; She had his name, and she could use that to some degree if she chose to.&nbsp; The chill in the air was noticeable, but it could have been a wind off the ocean, and she ignored it for the time being.&nbsp; "Until we meet again." As the slightly dumpy demon left, Morrigan turned to Eckhart.&nbsp; "Your opinion, General?" There was no point in having a right-hand man if she didn't take his opinions under consideration, and the man knew how to tread the line between advising and showing disrespect.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 03:51:31</strong>
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				When the demon left, Eckhart sniffed the air, glad that the vile creature was gone. He backed up towards the side of Morrigan's throne and rested his hands in front of him, his eyes bright red as hunger built in him. He felt the chill on what of his skin was exposed but as his Queen didn't seem bothered by it he didn't react outwardly. When she turned to him he came around to face her at the foot of her throne and knelt down on one knee, both hands resting on the raised knee and his eyes turned down to the floor. "Your Majesty... My humble opinion is that he is but a flea under your boot, and trying to scramble his way to the top of the hill. When he gets there, only then will he realize the hill is only at the foot of your castle." His voice was low and melodic, hunger almost dripping from his lips as he stayed on his knee at the foot of Morrigan's throne.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 04:06:33</strong>
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				Morrigan made a closing gesture with one hand, the stone "door" grinding shut.&nbsp; "I'm glad we're in agreement.&nbsp; He seems like an amateur.&nbsp; I merely have to decide if he's worth the trouble of using."&nbsp; <em>Thinking of use.</em>&nbsp; Morrigan's clawed fingertip trailed over Eckhart's jaw, looking into his red eyes.&nbsp; "I will release you to feed soon, my loyal one, but first..."&nbsp; She gestured him to his feet and stepped back, watching him with an air of possession and lust and an edged smile. "Take your armor and clothing off."&nbsp; Sex, for her, was largely about power.&nbsp; Exerting it over others or generating magical energy that she could use for other purposes.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 04:31:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the stone 'door' ground shut, the edges of it froze in growing patches that stopped before becoming readily visible once the opening was shut off entirely. The chill that Eckhart felt was an entirely different one as Morrigan's clawed fingertip trailed over his jaw. He looked back into her eyes, loyalty and yes, love, showing through his own gaze. He didn't respond to her words, only standing and stepping back. First he removed the claws over one hand, letting them clatter to the ground easily. Then he unstrapped his weapon, crouching down to lay it along the stone floor before standing again. <br><br>His eyes locked to hers as he reached up and pulled off his cloak, followed by the heavy iron pauldrons, letting them clatter to the ground. Next came the gorget, easing it up off of his body easily and letting it fall. He moved easily, no one piece seeming to slow him down in the slightest as he undressed for his Queen. Truth be told he enjoyed this show, though perhaps not nearly as much as she. Next came the vambraces and his breastplate, cuisses and greaves off of his legs. Last of his armor was the sabatons, stepping out of them almost like shoes. Once the armor was off, the harness and cloth of his arming doublet came off, as well as his pants, untying them and letting them fall to the ground to finally leave him nude&nbsp; before her. The engorged rod lying against his inner thigh betrayed his arousal, lying thick and firm from a cropped sprout of dark pubic hair. He had a thin coating of hair on his legs and arms, his chest groomed to leave a small bit of hair between firmly toned pectorals. Every bit of his body was toned and firm, perfected by his transformation though the previous specimen was no slouch.<br><br>Eckhart said nothing as he stood waiting for whatever his Queen had planned for him. He knew better than to question her in any way, and he knew that he was there for her before anything else. He gladly served his Queen in every regard, and would gladly walk into the noonday sun if she required it of him. That loyalty almost shone off of him, certainly showing in his eyes as he looked towards her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 04:50:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan had noticed the patches of ice, they seemed to herald things to come, but she hardly cared at the moment, throwing up a heavier shield around both of them with a moment of concentration and tying it to their lust.&nbsp; She paced toward him, running her hands over her body and 'vanishing' her dress.&nbsp; She left on her jewelry, cold against cool bare skin, and the clawed gloves that covered her hands.&nbsp; Her smile widened, as she breathed in the masculine scent of her toy, his flesh and his arousal running thrills through her.&nbsp; She circled Eckhart slowly, taking in every plane of his body, every muscled line with possessive and aesthetic appreciation.&nbsp; She looked up into his face for a moment, watching his reaction as she extended one finger, the steel point slashing a shallow cut over his stomach.&nbsp; She looked down again, watching blood bead up and run down his belly for a few moments before leaning in and licking up a runnel of the red fluid with a moan.&nbsp; She put the claw to Eckhart's lips, inviting him to taste his own blood.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 05:02:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eckhart stood stock still as Morrigan paced towards him, his eyes dropping though his face stayed straight as he watched her dress vanish. He made no sound but the sight of her send a thrill through him made visible by a throb in his thick shaft and a bead of arousal coating the tip. He stood with his arms behind his back as she circled him, standing at attention before her. His eyes locked to hers as she looked up at him but his face stayed straight still. Muscles tensed&nbsp; as she reached out, a quick tensing the only reaction as she cut his stomach shallowly. The thick blood beaded up and ran down his stomach, following the lines of muscle as it ran like small rivers down his skin. He allowed himself a moment of joy as she leaned in and licked up along one rivulet of the thinning red blood, eyes rolling back in his head and a low growling moan escaping his lips. His lips were still open as he felt the cold tip of Morrigan's claw against his tongue, that tongue snaking out to taste his own blood. It only served to fuel his hunger, returning what was already his and already waning. In part, Eckhart enjoyed this game they played for that. He knew that soon she would set him free onto the world, and something or more likely, someone, unsuspecting would suffer the wrath of his need.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 05:13:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan made a soft noise of enjoyment, her toy's blood delightfully metallic on her tongue.&nbsp; She didn't get nourishment from him, but leaving an encounter with their bodies smeared with Eckhart's blood added something delicious to it.&nbsp; She pulled back, distributing almost artful cuts over his hard muscled body, a few red droplets starting to spatter lightly on the floor.&nbsp; She whispered softly, giving him thrills of pure pleasure with each slash of her claws over his skin.&nbsp; Finally she stepped in against his body, pressing close and allowing the red flow of his blood to stain her pale flesh.&nbsp; She ran one bloody claw over his mouth, gently opening his bottom lip, and then stretched up, kissing him hungrily and drinking from his mouth with an audible moan.&nbsp; Her nipples had long since hardened, and they pressed into his chest, pebbled and rubbing as she slid against his body.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 05:25:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eckhart, to his benefit, didn't move as Morrigan artfully cut and slashed over his hard body, his blood starting to drip onto the floor as she cut him open. He felt her intrusion into his mind and welcomed her, each cut bringing with it intense pleasure as her magic worked over him. He moaned finally as she pressed in against his body, feeling the delicious sting of her flesh pressing into open wounds. When she opened his mouth he let it flow freely, blood dripping down his pale chin as he leaned downward, kissing her back with a deep and needy hunger. He groaned as she fed from him, arms wrapping around her but only loosely, nails digging into her lower back as his desire for his Queen and Goddess welled up almost uncontrollably.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 05:49:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan let the kiss linger, suckling at her toy's lip, allowing her mouth to fill with blood and pushing it back into Eckhart's with her tongue.&nbsp; She flicked her tongue over the cut to close it, pulling back and swallowing what was left in her mouth, smiling, her eyes flaring up red as blood ran down her chin.&nbsp; She stepped backward and sat down on her throne, perched on the edge with her thighs deliberately spread as she beckoned to Eckhart.&nbsp; He had to know exactly what she wanted, in that position, and the gesture she made telling him to kneel was more a matter of form than anything else.&nbsp; She knew that most men of their culture considered performing oral sex to be a shameful thing, but though she tended to be more careful of her General's feelings than anyone else's, she frankly cared very little if he was shamed by the act of licking her cunt.&nbsp; He had never once dared to complain, and if he had... well, she didn't have a firm grip on his mind for nothing.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 06:10:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eckhart felt the wash of warm blood fill his lips as Morrigan pushed it in, flicking his tongue out to taste it and her as she closed the wound over his lip. He felt his body recovering from her cuts, slow because of his need to feed but still closing remarkably fast. He licked his lips as he saw her eyes flaring red, tensing a little as she stepped back away from him. He watched her as she sat down upon her throat, her thighs spread invitingly. He knew what she wanted, ached to give it to her in fact. In any other situation it would be a sign of weakness, of shame, but to offer his Queen that pleasure was more than Eckhart could hope for. He walked forward easily, gracefully dropping to both knees and running his tongue along the soft cool flesh of her inner thigh. He left his hands in his lap for now, drawing his tongue inward and swirling it reverently over her soft, slick folds. One hand slid up slowly, two fingers pushing into Morrigan's cunt and spreading, opening her up as his tongue found the hard bud of her clit and lashed out over it. He inhaled her scent, almost wishing he could breathe so that all he was breathing was her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 06:30:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan pulled the clawed gauntlets off of her hands, fingers sliding into Eckhart's dark hair as she held his head, firmly keeping him against her soft, wet cunt.&nbsp; She tasted surprisingly sweet, her slit starting to drip as she gasped and pressed her hips forward, relaxing and letting him work for a few moments.&nbsp; Her clit was tingling, and the strokes of her toy's expert tongue had her moaning with pleasure.&nbsp; She kept the sounds low, pitched for her benefit and Eckhart's encouragement, urging on his worship of her hard, wet clit.&nbsp; She looked down at him, enjoying the planes of his face and shoulders, his hair over his neck and back, the expression of bliss on his face unprompted by magic on her part.&nbsp; The stone of her throne was hard under her ass, though the unpadded platform of the throne could only have been harder on Eckhart's knees as he tongued her clit, sending thrills of almost disarming pleasure through her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 06:41:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eckhart's eyes closed as Morrigan's fingers slid into his dark hair. He felt her keeping him firmly against her cunt, though the gesture was entirely unneeded. There was nowhere else he'd rather be. She tasted amazingly sweet, her folds dripping as he lashed his tongue over her clit and hungry cunt, pushing his two fingers deeper. Sharp nails carefully navigated that tight hole, expertly avoiding any cuts or scrapes as he found the soft, spongy flesh of her g-spot. He felt her relax as he worked, lovingly working his tongue and fingers over her flesh, giving his Queen her pleasure. His fingers worked with deep and hard strokes, his tongue lashing hard and firmly over her clit, every inch of her burned into his memory, all of her most sensitive spots etched into his mind. He barely registered the firm cold stone under his knees even as they turned red from the pressure, gladly taking that pain for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 07:00:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan's nails dug into his scalp hard, causing pain without any real intention behind it.&nbsp; She ground her hips hard, clit shoving against Eckhart's tongue as he pressed upward against the sensitive spot at the roof of her cunt.&nbsp; He was working that sensitive little bundle of nerves from both sides, and Morrigan groaned, shoving up to fuck his mouth and hand.&nbsp; One of her hands flattened against the nape of his neck, opening a channel between them that sent the sensations of his tongue on her clit through his body as if his own cock was being pleasured.&nbsp; It was a feedback loop, and the more pleasure she felt, the more he would, and the more he felt the more her own would build.&nbsp; It was a reward in his case, one she hadn't used on anyone but him in her memory except as a tool of humiliation on a man or woman ashamed to be giving her pleasure.&nbsp; She was almost snarling with delight, cupping the back of Eckhart's head firmly.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 07:12:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eckhart felt the feedback loop and moaned, feeling the pleasure shooting straight into his cock as he worked over Morrigan's cunt. When she shoved up so hard he let his tongue become a hard and firm muscle for her to fuck, lashing harder and faster over that tiny clit. He worked his fingers harder, deeper into her, pounding the back of Morrigan's cunt almost roughly in his desire to bring her pleasure. His cock oozed precum as he worked her over, dripping onto the stone floor. He paid no obvious attention to it as he pleasured her, red eyes opening to flash up to hers, watching his Queen as he touched her the way that she rarely let anyone unless she was trying to teach them humility.<br><br>There was a crash of sound, almost like thunder or the sound of an avalanche barreling down a mountain. The 'room' lit up with a bluish white light for but a moment, the floor itself freezing over entirely, save for a sphere protected by Morrigan's shield. The ice pulled into a singular spot in the corner of the room, coalescing into a humanoid shape. The ice seemed to take a more solid form as it began to form muscle, flesh, and skin, finishing off in an immense pair of bluish black wings. The figure (http://img.phombo.com/img1/photocombo/1432/ice_demon_wallpaper1.jpg) was crouched on one knee, one hand curled up as the remainder of the power it took to do what he just did dissipated in a crackle of ice in his hand. One hand remained outstretched as the remainder of the ice formed a large solid white trident, glowing with energy as he held it standing up against the stone floor. He smirked as he saw what was happening before him, seeing the man kneeling between The Morrigan's thighs start to flinch but continue pleasuring his Queen until she tells him otherwise.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 07:25:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan looked up as the room suddenly iced over, pouring more energy into her shield but not releasing Eckhart's head.&nbsp; The ice and the smirk on the demon's face gave her some clue as to who he might be, and she shrugged slightly, leaning back in her throne and moaning a little louder.&nbsp; Frankly, it was for Sularen's benefit, demonstrating that her pleasure came first and fucking her toy's face harder.&nbsp; She kept challenging eye contact for a moment then dropped it, settling into her pleasure and keeping up the transfer of pleasure, wanting to see her General cumming with her.&nbsp; Sularen was attractive in the bulky, muscular way she preferred, and that fact in addition to the fact that she now had an audience had her moaning and bucking up faster.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 07:35:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eckhart faltered for a moment as he heard the intruder but Morrigan's grip on his head plus her magic sending pleasure back through him did the trick and he stayed where he was bidden. He moaned as she bucked up faster, fingers and tongue and lips working eagerly to pleasure his Queen. With an audience he felt a need to work extra hard, wanting to show his prowess and to make The Morrigan proud of him as he worked her cunt, the pleasure building in his own body. He felt the surges in his cock as he worked her, his own orgasm building rapidly without so much as a simple touch. <br><br>Sularen didn't even flinch, in fact smirking as he returned Morrigan's eye contact. His didn't drop, watching her and Eckhart openly. <em>Ahh, that must be the General I hear so much about. I wonder if his reputation is deserved... from her sounds I'd say at least part of it is.</em> He slowly stood, holding his trident before him like a staff, both hands wrapped over it. "Please, don't stop on my account." The comment was wholly unnecessary but amused Sularen, his impressive form just standing tall, towering over the two as they finished.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 08:02:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan bucked up harder, her own orgasm drawing close but holding it back for the moment, staying on the edge to make it all the more powerful when it came.&nbsp; She looked down vaguely, taking in the iridescent ripples of the shield, her and Eckhart's bodies smeared with drying blood and the scattered armor and clothing on the floor between the throne and Sularen.&nbsp; The ice demon looked at least somewhat engaged in what they were doing, though he was towering over them and she considered turning the shield opaque just to spite him but decided against it.&nbsp; She kept losing track of her active thoughts, though she could compartmentalize parts of her mind to focus on maintaining her spells easily enough after all the practice.&nbsp; "Cum."&nbsp; Her voice was rough, but it was a command, and she lifted her head to watch her General's face, seeing if he complied, testing to see if he could keep up giving her pleasure while he had his.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 08:17:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It took every bit of Eckhart's strength to keep from cumming, not daring to experience his pleasure before Morrigan. He growled softly as she held back, not at her but just in general frustration, a difference he hoped she understood. He couldn't see their new "guest" but he hated the man already, not caring much at all for why he was here. He moaned deeply at his Queen's command, keeping his fingers working fast and hard, his tongue lashing over her roughly, quickly as he grunted his pleasure, cumming hard at the base of her throne and on the stone slab, his pent up arousal apparent as he came in a pool in front of his knees. He gazed up adoringly at Morrigan, stroking her g-spot faster, teeth and tongue grazing her clit as he worked her body, wanting nothing more than her pleasure.<br><br>Behind Eckhart, Sularen clapped slowly and stepped towards the shield without even flinching, trident strapped to his back. He chuckled, the sound low and booming as he watched Morrigan and her General. "Bravo. I'm going to have to teach my whores that one." The smirk never left his face as he stepped up, eyes locked to Morrigan's. As the moved, his pants moved and swayed, not revealing much of the body underneath them though his upper body was entirely exposed. His every step created a patch of ice that crackled and glowed with energy. He raised his eyebrows at Morrigan, smirking at her. "Please, continue. I haven't had a show this good all week." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 08:29:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan met Eckhart's eyes as he came at her command, giving him a look that read cool approval, completely ignoring their uninvited 'guest'.&nbsp; As he finished shuddering through his orgasm she lifted her hand from the nape of his neck, breaking the loop and shoving up hard against his mouth.&nbsp; Her body was bent upward on the throne, and she let out a scream that hit inhuman registers and intervals, feral, wild, and more reminiscent of a battlefield than a woman in the grips of pleasure.&nbsp; Her cunt squeezed hard around Eckhart's fingers, her clit throbbing against his tongue and she came in a gush of cream that coated her General's fingers and face, smearing the blood that remained there.&nbsp; "Mmmmm..." She stretched slowly as she came down, waiting for Eckhart's fingers to slide out of her before reaching down and touching his chest, speaking a measured phrase.&nbsp; His armor and clothing vanished from the floor outside the shield and reappeared on his body, and she finally turned her attention to the demon.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sularen, I believe."&nbsp; She didn't bother with her own clothing, staying seated on her throne and looking the demon over slowly.&nbsp; "Morchaeba knocked."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 20:11:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Morrigan returned his armor and clothing to his body, Eckhart stood slowly. He felt his Queen's cream cooling on his skin but he didn't dare clean it off of his face, only chancing licking it off of his mouth as far as his tongue could reach. He took up his place next to her throne as she addressed the new arrival, looking at Sularen with a bit of measured disgust. He kept most of the expression from his face, only showing his fangs slightly as he stood silently by his Queen and wrapped one hand over the hilt of his sword.<br><br>Sularen grinned a little at the display, though the smile wasn't joyous. He chuckled a little at Morrigan's words, stepping just a little closer. "Morchaeba is barely worth wiping off of my feet when I tread over him." He gave an appraising and quite open look over Morrigan as she stayed seated on her throne, licking his lips as his eyes passed over her glistening cunt before falling on her face once more. "You, on the other hand, have gained my attention. It is a pity that I wasn't able to get here first. I'm sure the place smelled much better before that...<em>swine</em> came here." He sniffed the air and wrinkled his nose in disgust, shaking his head. "No matter, I will not waste your time like he surely did. I have come with a proposition."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 20:24:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan sniffed the air, not directly addressing anything that Sularen said other than one line, "I would hate to have my home offend a guest."&nbsp; The words 'home' and 'guest' had an inflection to them, but she lifted her hand casually, a band of gold around the floor flaring with light.&nbsp; Wind whipped through the room, cool and clean and sourced from the stone wall behind The Morrigan's throne instead of the closed door, followed by the rising scent of incense with a faint undertone of blood.&nbsp; She quirked an eyebrow, expression still and calm.&nbsp; "A proposition?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 20:34:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sularen smirked at the show of power and nodded his head. "I would never claim to be offended by you or your home." He laced the words with as much saccharine sweetness as possible, almost dripping with it. He breathed in as she cleansed the air, nostrils flaring a bit at the undertone of blood. He licked his lips slowly and glanced at Eckhart, sensing the man's hunger and knowing that the scent of blood wasn't going to help. When Morrigan spoke about his proposition, Sularen nodded. He slipped his trident off of his back without ever pointing it towards either Morrigan or Eckhart, pressing the butt of the weapon into the ground. His eyes flared up and a large pedestal formed, pulling moisture from the stone itself to create the solid ice structure. Within the middle of the large pedestal that reached nearly to Sularen's waist, was an ornately carved bowl made of the finest platinum. In the bowl was a deep pool of dark blood. "Yes, a proposition. Of course, I do not come empty handed." He raised his hand and sent the ice structure towards the shield, stopping short of it and presenting the blood in front of Morrigan's throne. "I trust the blood of maidens still holds the weight it once did?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 21:07:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Where did you come across a maiden in this day and age?" Morrigan's voice was slightly amused, but she could feel her own hunger, a deep well within her.&nbsp; Despite Sularen's obviously overweening pride, the offering was vastly superior to Morchaeba's symbolic bag of coins and he seemed like a far more interesting opponent.&nbsp; Interesting in this case also meant dangerous, and that was a factor to take into account even before she heard his offer.&nbsp; She nodded with gracious thanks at the offering, not yet touching it as that would be a break in manners.&nbsp; A gift meant that she owed him a gift in return as a visiting prince, and she considered what to offer him from her stash of treasure.&nbsp; She lifted her hand, thinking and holding out a palm that was filled with a heavy, artfully crafted electrum wristband.&nbsp; She stood, stepping forward to the edge of the shield, the lines of her body elegant and sensual without being overblown, holding out the bracelet without bowing her head in the least.&nbsp; "A gracious offering Your Highness, and I hope this small token will return the gesture of esteem."&nbsp; The words were formality, but important formality, and she spoke them seriously. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 21:18:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Did I say 'a' maiden? I apologize, your Majesty, I meant six." His eyes flashed a little as he said that, returning Morrigan's amused look. He watched as she lifted her hand, not appearing as if he was expectant although he truthfully was. A gift of that magnitude came with an expectation of return. He smiled as she held out a beautifully crafted electrum wristband. He stood still as she stepped to the edge of her own shield, letting his eyes wander again as he saw her elegant body in motion. He stepped forward only when she stopped, reaching for the bracelet and nodding his head slightly. "A gift from your treasury is no small token, your Majesty." He stepped back again and held his hands on his trident like a staff before him. "Now, as to the matter at hand. I am sure that Morchaeba has already informed you that there are things in motion. Playing fields are shifting, power is shifting. When the dust settles, I plan to be at the top." He looked directly into her eyes, broad shoulders glistening as he slipped the electrum bracelet onto his right wrist, flexing his hand a little as it settled in against his skin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 21:58:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"He had mentioned something of the sort, yes.&nbsp; I am not certain I trust his assessment of your ability to hold the territory you hope to claim, perhaps you can clarify that at some point."&nbsp; Morrigan liked to mix disarming bluntness with formality and political savvy, and she stepped back to her throne, seating herself again comfortably.&nbsp; Morchaeba had been remarkably short on details, and she disliked being left in the dark on an issue where she was being asked to commit herself.&nbsp; She met Sularen's eyes easily, crossing one leg over her knee and leaning against the arm of the throne.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-02-2013, 22:16:54</strong>
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				<em>I wouldn't trust his assessment of the weather while he was outside.</em> Sularen thought the rather scathing remark but didn't say it, keeping a smirk on his face as he watched Morrigan settle back on her throne. He watched her lean against the arm of it in a show of nonchalance, and he stepped back slowly. "The stories of your prowess in these kinds of negotiations do not do you justice, Your Majesty. As for clarification, I currently control the largest holdings in Hell, as well as the largest and most well trained army. We are not, as of yet, ready to storm Earth itself, but that is why I am here. Morchaeba came to you, no doubt, saying he seeks an ally. I assure you, Your Majesty, he is lying. He seeks a weapon, a tool to be used to further the destruction and mayhem he hopes to cause. I am not certain that he has any plans beyond chaos, a shortsighted problem that I do not possess. I do not seek a weapon, I have plenty. I do not seek an ally, alliances are fickle and fragile things. I seek a companion, a consort to stand at my side when the chips fall, to reign in my new kingdom as my Queen."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 07:04:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan's eyes widened slightly, and she flicked a glance at Eckhart as she heard a soft growl.&nbsp; She didn't dare take her eyes off of Sularen for long, however, and she straightened up somewhat, rapidly controlling her reaction and smiling.&nbsp; "I see.&nbsp; I must admit you have me at something of a loss, having never seen your home or met your people.&nbsp; In fact, it has been mere moments since you arrived.&nbsp; I admire your forthrightness, however this is not the sort of thing that one should rush into."&nbsp; <br><br>The demon prince's offer, though, was far more tempting than Morchaeba's.&nbsp; Still, she had no idea how he treated the women in his court, not that it mattered how he treated anyone but her.&nbsp; They would have to negotiate carefully, if she chose to accept the offer, and she would have to figure out some way to keep Eckhart from losing his mind with jealousy.&nbsp; He was important enough to her that she wanted to keep him happy.&nbsp; She drummed her fingertips on the arm of her throne.&nbsp; "What threat does Morchaeba offer you?&nbsp; You seem to be practically beyond his reach."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 07:15:56</strong>
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				Sularen kept his cool as he heard Eckhart's growl, the vampire's eyes turning a solid black as he stared at the demon lord. Sularen offered him a slight glance but kept his eyes trained almost entirely on Morrigan. He smiled a little, the expression genuine as he listened to her response. "Being straightforward is something I pride myself on, Your Majesty, but I agree it is not something to rush into. I did not expect you to jump straight into my arms the moment I offered." He looked more openly at Eckhart to show he was considering him before he spoke again, turning slowly back to Morrigan. "Of course, I would not dare dream of splitting you and your General apart. He would be a welcome part of my kingdom as well, as I am sure he is quite the military asset." Sularen had already read up on the history of The Morrigan and her divine rule. In every account, the vampire only known as her General was there, tearing into armies with almost reckless abandon, a wild force to be reckoned with. Sularen only hoped that, if Morrigan came into play in the upcoming war that they would be a force on his side.<br><br>The drumming on Morrigan's throne brought Sularen back out of his own mind. He smirked a little at her question, giving off a relaxed posture in response. "Your assessment of the situation is rather astute, but Morchaeba has shown his ability to get just far enough into the way to become a problem, time and again. He has shown himself to be rather... skilled, at getting others to do his bidding. Whether by offering something they desire and cannot get any other way, or by more... direct means." He scoffed a little at that, rolling his eyes some as he spoke of the demon. "In every day matters, Morchaeba is barely a blip on my radar. However, in the grand scheme, he might prove more trouble than he has been worth."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 08:23:29</strong>
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				"He is a formidable military asset. <em>My</em> asset.&nbsp; If we were to do this, one thing we would need to be clear on is that he belongs to me, whether he is leading a force to assist yours or not."&nbsp; Morrigan could almost feel the tension in her General, and though she didn't look back at him, she had spent enough centuries with him to hope she had gotten the source of his unhappiness right.&nbsp; He was loyal past the point of zealotry, and it was that in addition to his ferocity on the battlefield and skill at leading an army which had made her elect to turn him when she had defeated him and he had come over to her side.&nbsp; She paused, gauging Sularen's reaction to her words, keeping her body relaxed as she looked into his glowing eyes.&nbsp; All the other possibilities aside, he was decidedly attractive, and she was attracted to powerful men.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-02-2013, 08:41:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You can keep your toy, don't worry. I don't want to play with him.</em> Sularen smirked very slightly and quickly let the expression fall from his face, nodding to Morrigan's words. He felt the man's tension and anger towards him in waves, afraid that Eckhart might honestly jump him if he said the wrong thing. He was convinced that he could take the vampire if necessary, but doing so would effectively end all negotiations and any chance at a friendly connection with Morrigan. And that, if he was reading the upcoming tides correctly, was a chance that Sularen was not willing to take. He straightened up as Morrigan finished speaking, fingers readjusting on the shaft of his trident as he held it before him. "Of course, Your Majesty. I did not mean to imply anything else. He would be yours to command, yours to do with as you please." He let the almost teasing smirk fall upon his face again as he said those words. "Nothing about your relationship with him would need to change."<br><br>Turning to Eckhart, Sularen took a deep breath and put on a softer smile. "Forgive me for not directing any of this to you. I am not proposing that your Queen become subservient to me, or that you do. I do not seek a servant, I have plenty of those and I can make more. I do not seek a whore, for similiar reasons. I seek a union, a strong front to show those that would oppose me that I am a force to be reckoned with, in Hell and on Earth." He turned back to Morrigan as he spoke, seeing out of the corner of his eye that Eckhart straightened up but seemed to relax some. The word 'whore' set him back a bit, but Eckhart glanced towards Morrigan to see her reaction before doing anything more than grunting slightly. Sularen looked deep into Morrigan's eyes, his own eyes hardening a bit and his tone becoming more serious. "You have been roused from what I understand is a very long sleep, in as much as your kind sleeps. Now that you have risen, the world may once again know the wrath of The Morrigan. Demonkind will rise up from Hell to cover the face of this Earth, whether or not I have you by my side. What my armies do when they meet yours is yet to be determined."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 02:42:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan tilted her head slightly as Sularen turned to Eckhart, glad he was reassuring her general but also unsure if she liked the demon's withdrawing his attention from her for the purpose.&nbsp; The corner of her mouth quirked as he stated flatly that he wasn't looking for a servant or a whore, appreciating the bluntness in her own way.&nbsp; "An alliance marriage could potentially be beneficial for both of us, though as we both understand mortal promises of eternal union are perhaps a bit sentimental when you truly have what amounts to eternity ahead of you.&nbsp; I have kept watch to some degree on the world outside my door, but I hope you understand if I need more time to acquaint myself with the current situation before I blithely throw myself in with one side."&nbsp; Her tone was more courteous than it had been with Morchaeba, though she was hinting instead of promising, and though she was planning to explore her options thoroughly.&nbsp; It would be a novice's failure to leap before seeing the ground ahead, and a cunning move on the part of either demon to ensnare her when she had been sleeping and before she had the lay of the land.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 02:56:22</strong>
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				Sularen let out a low, deep chuckle, the sound rolling forth like an avalanche rolling down a mountainside. He nodded his head slightly, eyes not leaving Morrigan's as he did so. "I have never understood the mortal desire to attach oneself to another for 'eternity', especially when they have no understanding at all of the concept. As you say, an alliance would be beneficial for the both of us. We both know I would not have come here if there weren't something in it for me." Sularen grinned softly as a plan began to form in his head, running his tongue over his dark blue lips. His head lifted more as he squarely stared into Morrigan's eyes. "I understand entirely. One shouldn't jump in blindly to any situation, especially not something of this magnitude. I suggest you take a look around, see what is happening out there. You are welcome to explore the Demon Wastes any time you wish, my kingdom's borders are open to you as often as you wish to come. As for how this war has already spilled onto the mortal plane, I suggest you focus your attention on the larger cities. New York, Las Vegas, Paris, Tokyo... Morchaeba and I both have interests in these places, and if you wish to see what is happening those would be the places to start." He smirked a little as he thought about Morrigan heading to Vegas and checking in on his estranged son. At his own request, Sularen knew that Sharee was taking care of his son, giving him a hint of what could be in store for him if he would come home and assume his place back on the throne. With his headstrong offspring, of course, it could turn around and bite him on the ass but it was a risk worth taking considering the chance of reward.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 01:50:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrigan listened carefully and gave a slow nod, "Perhaps I will." She did not, by any means, think that Sularen was a safe man--demon--for her to be developing ties to. Truth be told, however, safe was hardly as interesting as his kind of danger, and far less potentially lucrative.&nbsp; She could feel her hunger rising, now that she was awake, and her General was probably about to launch himself at the first living being that crossed his path. The rich scent of blood from the bowl was filling the room, and Morrigan was stamping her hunger down firmly, keeping it from showing in her eyes. She ran her fingertips down her stomach then dipped one into the blood licking it clean with a slow, almost sensual shudder.&nbsp; She wasn't going to drink deeply, not before she had a chance to make certain that it wasn't adulterated, but she nodded to him with appreciation.&nbsp; "Perhaps I could have some time to feed and wake more completely?"&nbsp; It was both a request and a polite dismissal and she smiled at Sularen easily, expecting him to honor her wishes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 02:20:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sularen watched as Morrigan dipped her finger into the bowl of blood, giving a slight smirk as she drank from the tip of her finger in what was most likely as much an easy way to taste the blood as it was a sensual tease. He nodded in return as she spoke, eyes closing slightly. "Of course. I will leave you to it. If you have any... need of me, I won't be far." He winked at her, lifting one corner of his mouth in a half smile as he stepped back. The floor underneath him froze in a circle large enough for his entire form, and in a showy shower of crystalline ice, Sularen disappeared back to his realm. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 02:57:10</strong>
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				Penny was sweating, dusty, and had been pushing her motorcycle for the last two miles.&nbsp; She'd been holding the jets open using her Luck for the last eight, hoping she'd find a garage or somewhere populated where it didn't look like she'd get shot at for the pulling up with the markings that Louisiana required for bounty hunters showing on her jacket. <em>I don't have to worry about that with my jacket off, if I could just get cell signal.</em> She would stop periodically and check her phone, but there wasn't even a hint of signal, nothing she could use her power to amplify. She sighed squinted into the distance, seeing a small house with a few half-pulled-apart cars around it.&nbsp; Penny could tell that whoever had been working there knew what they were doing and she sighed with relief, just hoping someone was home and willing to help a stranger.&nbsp; She pushed her bike to the bottom of the driveway, extending her senses wearily to check the flows of probability around her and finding with a wince that she had almost exhausted herself keeping her bike running and probing for a way to get a call out. She licked slightly dusty lips, wondering if she was going to have to go up to the door and putting down her bike's kickstand, trying to get her bright red hair straightened in its ponytail. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 03:21:41</strong>
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				Jeremiah stepped down off the porch, wiping his hands on a dish towel and then placing the slightly dirty towel over his muscled shoulder. Cinnamon hued skin shone with sweat in the Louisiana heat, and when he stepped out of the house he left the door open to let the air flow through. His white tank-top was stained and well used, dark jeans hanging well on his toned and somewhat thick frame. He headed out into the somewhat unkempt yard and called out. "If that was you I heard coming, sounds like you're running a little lean. You wanna pull her on up to the house, I can take a look for ya." He wiped sweat off his hands and stepped down to the curve in the driveway, finally getting a good look at the woman. He saw her standing next to the bike and whistled, first looking at her then over to the bike. "That's one hell of a ride you got there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 03:43:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You work on bikes, too?" Penny relaxed a little, rubbing the back of her hand over her forehead to keep sweat out of her eyes.&nbsp; She ran her hand over the body of the motorcycle, smiling at the compliment and with more than a little bit of pride, "She's my baby. I was really just hoping to find someone with a phone I could use to call AAA or something, but if you can diagnose that just by hearing it..." Her eyes lit on the sweet Oldsmobile 442 near the house as she pushed her bike up the driveway.&nbsp; She tilted her head and whistled softly, "Please tell me that's yours, it wouldn't be fair if someone who didn't appreciate it had a car like that." She gave him a grin, blue eyes shining. She was confident enough in her ability to read a situation even without her power that all she really needed to feel comfortable was the weight of her brass knuckles in her pocket and the handgun under the waistband of her pants, the leather holster a little damp with sweat from her skin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 03:52:07</strong>
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				He smirked as she complimented his car, glancing back at it before turning back to her. Within the dark hue of his face, his hazel eyes shone back that much more vibrantly. He nodded and looked over towards her bike, letting his eyes wander over it. "Yeah, she's mine through and through. Shame I don't get to drive her as much, anymore." He sounded a little wistful as he stepped up and gave her a questioning look as he knelt down beside her bike, not touching it unless given permission. "If its got a motor I have probably tinkered with it. BMW's aren't my specialty but a bike's a bike, when you break it all down. Sounds to me like you just need your carburetor jets opened up a little and a quick tune-up. Shouldn't take long at all, but if you need to use the phone I got one inside." He tensed up a little as he glanced towards the house, wondering if his cousin heard the bike coming when he did. The Polks didn't do well with strangers, and with his cousin on the run the best thing for him was to get out of the house as soon as possible. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 04:21:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's a shame, I get to ride more than I want to, sometimes particularly when it's pouring like it was yesterday."&nbsp; Penny set the kickstand again, stepping away from the bike. "That's what's going on with it, yeah. Go ahead. If you can get it running smooth again I don't really need to call anyone." She looked around, feeling a wash of cold air from inside the house and sighing with pleasure.&nbsp; "How much am I going to owe you?&nbsp; Uh... Penny Wright, by the way." She folded her arms over her chest, trying to covertly stand in the cool drought, feeling some of the sweat evaporating off of her skin.&nbsp; She snagged her sunglasses off of her bike, putting them on and feeling the sun beating down on the top of her head and heat starting to build in her pale skin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 04:59:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Happy to oblige, Mrs. Wright." He grinned a little as he looked up at her and saw her moving to stand in the drought. "Why don't you go on inside and cool off. I could use somebody looking over the pot on the stove so it don't boil over, while I'm out here working." He wiped his sweaty hand off on his jeans and reached out towards her. "Name's Jeremiah, or Jerry, Duke if you'd like." He gave her a genuine smile, white teeth shining out of his dark face. "In fact, I might even join you, if you'd care to stay for dinner, before I get to work?" There wasn't that air of obligation hanging over his words, the offer seeming innocent and simply polite. "I ain't had company over in some time so you'll have to excuse the mess." Sweat was beading up in Jeremiah's short curled hair, dripping down his face in rivulets that made his skin shine. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 01:31:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Miss Wright, if you really want to be formal about it. I'd rather you call me Penny." She emphasized the first word with a grin, shaking Jeremiah's hand. Her grip wasn't the limp flutter that some women affected but she wasn't trying to crush his hand, either. "Good to meet you, Duke. If you're the one who made the gumbo, I can smell it from out here and it practically has my mouth watering." Her look was admiring without being lascivious, even if she did spend a little extra time looking at his arms and shoulders while she was at it. "You sure I'm not imposing?" Her soft Southern drawl got thicker as she talked to him even if their accents weren't quite the same.&nbsp; Penny's senses, both mundane and supernatural, were sending her positive signals about him. It was a comfortable sensation and she found herself smiling back, some of the tension from her current job and the last few miles of furiously focused riding then pushing her bike easing out of her back and neck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 01:37:53</strong>
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				Jeremiah's eyebrow raised at the firm grip that Penny gave, a slow smirk cresting his lips. "Alright then, Penny it is." His eyes dropped a little, a pink hue coloring his dark cheeks. He pushed it down and puffed out his chest just a little as he straightened up. "Granddaddy's recipe, though I added a little flair of my own. And you're not imposing in the least. I can't well eat the whole pot on my own." He allowed himself to look up and down her form though the look was more inquisitive than it was lustful. He turned back to her bike, crouching down beside it and looking over the engine. "You look like you could use a full tune-up, if you don't mind me getting in there. What brings you out to these parts, anyway?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 01:49:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny was built like a martial artist, her muscles well toned but not really interfering with the curves of her hips and breasts. She shrugged, giving him a general answer as she folded her arms, stepping back just enough to be in the shade of the house for the moment. "She's in need of a tuneup, and if you're up for it... I'm out here for a job." She considered saying what it was, given that it was written on her jacket and the ball cap she had stuck in her saddlebag, but something stopped her.&nbsp; She found herself looking at his hand for a ring and mentally scolded herself for it. "So are you a mechanic or do you just know what you're doing?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 02:06:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's hands were the hands of a man who worked hard all of his life, but no jewelry adorned either hand. He ran one of those hands over the well used engine of Penny's bike, caressing it like a work of art before he stood up again, wiping his hands down his already dirty jeans. Penny's answer set him on edge a little but he pushed it down. He smiled, making a soft sound at her question as he shook his head a little. "I was, for a time. Tried to keep with it after I served my time in Iraq, but big business bullshit..." He cleared his throat and looked down for a moment, wiping his forehead. "Pardon me. Big business got to be too much for me, so I got out of it."<br><br>He looked up towards Penny's face and then stepped away, heading towards the screen door at the front of his relatively small house. "Well, unless you've got to get back, you can't work on an empty stomach, and I can't work on your bike in this heat. How about we sit down, enjoy a good meal and I'll work on your bike when the sun starts to set?" He wiped his hands on the towel over his shoulder and then opened the door, holding it and motioning for Penny to go on in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 02:35:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure thing." Penny followed Jeremiah, reaching behind her back and straightening her shirt to make sure she wasn't printing.&nbsp; The gun was loaded with silver bullets, and she considered asking him if he minded her carrying in his house but didn't feel like she quite knew him well enough to make not having something for her protection wise. "Big business will ruin the best job." She grinned and flushed, feeling a little awkward as she added, "Ah...and thank you for your service. My brother Chance is a Marine and Ven's an Airman. Never could agree on anything." Penny stepped through the door, looking over her shoulder at Jeremiah to try to catch his reaction and then turning to look around the inside of his house.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 02:42:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's eyes widened a bit as she spoke of her brothers, nodding appreciatively. His eyes had been on her ass as she walked ahead of him, though the combination of mentioning her family plus the glance back at him brought his gaze up to her eyes again. His lips curled in a slow grin as he let the door close behind him, listening for Charles. He heard a very faint rustling in the back bedroom and silently cursed his cousin for not running when he had the chance. Still, he kept the grin on his face, hoping his humor might keep Penny's attention long enough that Charles could get away. "Penny and Chance... your daddy must be a gambling man." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 02:56:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The front room had dark wood paneling, automotive and hunting magazines in semi-orderly piles around the&nbsp; room.&nbsp; The place was clean but definitely a bachelor pad, a T-shirt and some shoes strewn around the floor, a few glasses and plates joining the detritus. "Chance Jr., Fortune, Venture, and Penny Wright.&nbsp; It's kind of a family thing.&nbsp; Daddy doesn't gamble but I play a game or two when I'm in Vegas."&nbsp; Penny laughed and shrugged, but she caught a flash of tension and looked around, blinking.&nbsp; "Is everything ok?" She felt a little tingle on her senses, closing and reopening her eyes and taking in the flows of probability with a slight frown; the ribbons of color flickering around the room.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 03:02:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah breathed in deep as he entered the house, the smell of spices and herbs hanging in the air even above and beyond the cooking gumbo on the stove. There were dried herbs of many varieties hanging in various places in the kitchen, and a sweet spice filled the air through smoke hanging from the stove. Jeremiah walked straight to the stove as Penny spoke, laughing softly. "Interesting naming choices... but I guess we all got our quirks." He stirred the pot a few times, lifting the ladle from it and turning towards Penny. He held one hand under the spoon and held it out towards her, not answering her question. "Come on and try this. I dare you to tell me this ain't the best gumbo you've tasted." He smirked as he bragged on his own cooking, glancing past Penny towards the hallway off the kitchen but not staring. He saw a flash of movement as Charles snuck down the hallways, letting out a very low growl that was almost imperceptible to human ears as a warning to his cousin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 03:24:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's expression was slightly vague as she tracked the flows, stepping across the kitchen, weaving a tiny bit across the kitchen as she dodged an ice cube that had fallen on the floor and was still melting without looking down.&nbsp; She felt a shiver run through her though she didn't really audibly register the growl.&nbsp; It looked momentarily as if she was following something that no one else could see with her eyes, a headache starting to form in the center of her forehead. Duke's reaction didn't seem quite right, but she couldn't put her finger on what was wrong.&nbsp; "Given that the only gumbo I've ever tasted came out of a can I can guarantee it."&nbsp; Penny leaned forward to take a taste of the gumbo, pausing and blowing on it to keep from burning her tongue.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 03:30:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aww, shit..." Jerry tensed up at the same moment that Penny leaned in towards the gumbo, his focus mostly on the doorway. He dripped some of the hot soup off the spoon as he spotted Charles stepping forward with a .410 shotgun leveled towards Penny. Jeremiah growled again at the young man, a kid really of no more than twenty. Pulling back, Jeremiah dumped the ladle back into the pot, not paying attention to the spill. <em>Why didn't you run, you dumb shit?</em> His body language spoke more than words, eyes locked directly to his younger cousin's face. He moved around away from Penny, reaching a hand out towards Charles as he spoke up clearly. "Put the gun down, Chuck. She's just a guest in my house." He emphasized 'my' as he stepped in a wide circle towards Chuck, never taking his eyes off of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 03:47:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny turned, feeling instead of seeing the gun leveled at her and with a whimper of effort forced her almost exhausted power to jam the shotgun.&nbsp; "Holy...!&nbsp; Damn my Luck sometimes..." She held still, waiting to see if he was going to pull the trigger, to see what Jeremiah was going to do, and also because her head felt like it was about to split, almost blinded by the headache from overexerting her powers.&nbsp; She wasn't wearing her identification, making the collar illegal in the state of Louisiana.&nbsp; <em>Charles Aubois. The hell is he doing ... well, I heard he might be hiding out somewhere in this area. </em>&nbsp; The worst edge of the pain cleared and she took a few slow steps forward, wondering if she might be able to put the fugitive on the ground without him having a chance to run. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 03:54:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The young man swallowed hard, his grip and stance shaky and sweat pouring down his face for a reason other than the heat. When Penny stepped forward, Chuck lifted the gun up menacingly, though he took a step back. <em>That's it... put the gun down, Chuck. She's innocent, don't get her mixed up with this.</em> Jeremiah tried to push his thoughts out to his younger cousin with no real&nbsp; hope of it working, holding his hand out towards the gun. Once there was a clear path between he and Charles, and the gun wasn't pointed in his direction, Jerry made his move. He darted forward, just on the edge of too fast for human, and grabbed the end of the gun. The young man whimpered as he felt the gun jolt, eyes huge as he looked between Jeremiah and Penny. When Jeremiah had a strong hold on the barrel of the shotgun, Chuck took one last look at Penny and bolted out the back door, leaving it swinging loudly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 04:08:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit...!" Penny darted after him, not able to close the distance between them as he sprinted out the door.&nbsp; She followed at a run but couldn't keep up and she knew it, growling with frustration.&nbsp; She turned and came back in the door after a minute of futile running and attempting to tail the young man, sweat beading on her face and chest, "That was Charles Aubois! He was here and you know him... Did you know he's a fugitive? He killed a man back in South Carolina." She slowed down, panting lightly and looking up at Jeremiah, her expression suddenly mistrustful and her hand trailing behind her back toward the grip of her gun.&nbsp; "You were harboring a fugitive, sir.&nbsp; Please don't make me defend myself." That was a genuine request, despite her sudden nervousness, not in the least because she couldn't extend her senses to check the flows, leaving her headblind in a suddenly tense situation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 04:13:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah growled as Penny darted out, leaving the pot on the stove as he opened up the gun and emptied out the shells. He couldn't quite place it but something was off about the firing mechanism. "That fool child... if he'd fired this, he would've blown his own hand clean off!" He muttered to himself as he put the gun back where it came from, unloaded this time. He was about to chase after Penny when she came back in. He looked up at her as she spoke, her words coming at a mile a minute. "Slow down, slow down." He laughed a little, despite the tense situation when she suddenly became all business. "Yes, I know him. I better, he's been my cousin for twenty-some years. And you wouldn't call him a fugitive, if you knew the details." His voice trailed off a little as he stepped back slightly, looking at Penny with a more hesitant gaze. "Just who are you, anyway?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 18:21:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Penny Wright. If you looked at my jacket on my bike you'd see I'm registered with the state as a bounty hunter out of South Carolina, but I swear to you I had no idea that Mr. Aubois was hiding out here when I pulled up.&nbsp; If I did I wouldn't have been riding my bike and I would have been properly identified.&nbsp; That jacket is just a fine way to get shot at and way too hot when I was pushing my bike down the road anyway."&nbsp; Her hand stayed behind her back, but she hadn't taken her gun out of the holster, just waiting to see if Jeremiah was going to make some sort of move.&nbsp; "Look, it doesn't have to go down this way, I don't have to take the bounty, but your cousin needs to turn himself in. If he's innocent then the court is going to exonerate him, it's not like he's being charged with murder one." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 18:27:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah listened to Penny, moving slowly and carefully as he put the unloaded shotgun shells up on the shelf. His eyes dropped to Penny's arm behind her back, and he lifted his own hands up to show them as empty and nonthreatening. "I've been trying to convince him of the same thing... and you see how well that's gone. Your courts aren't going to understand, not the whole truth, anyway." He stepped forward and looked into Penny's eyes as he stepped further into the kitchen again, sighing as he looked at the stove. "Well, that gumbo is ruined." He walked over slowly to the stove and turned the heat down as low as it would go without turning it off, then eased around to look at Penny again. "You ain't gonna find him on your own out there. He knows these woods better than anyone, save maybe me. Let me come with you, and maybe I can talk some sense into him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 18:35:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny began to relax again, slowly taking her hand off of her gun and taking a slow breath.&nbsp; If Jeremiah shared at least one trait with his cousin she was hardly going to be safe that way but she couldn't have a conversation with him while she was fondling her weapon, either. "Damn shame about the gumbo, I was looking forward to that." The corner of her lip quirked as she attempted a bit of humor despite the strain around her eyes. "Can you give me a good reason why I should trust you not to find a big hole to drop me in out there?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 18:45:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's lip quivered into a slight smile at the attempt at humor. Even though the smile was quick and weak, it reached his eyes. His skin crinkled at the edges of his eyes, a softness coming over them as he teased his tongue over his thick bottom lip. "Well, I could've let Chuck shoot ya." The comment was quick and without malice, though the statement was spoken matter-of-factly. "You got a big family, you know how important that is. He ain't gonna trust you, but he might just trust me." As he spoke, Jeremiah walked out of the kitchen and down the hall. He came back shortly, tucking a menacing looking pistol into the back of his jeans. "Plus, we're on the same side of the law. I told you I'm not a mechanic by trade. What I didn't say was that when I got back from the service, I took up a job as game warden here in Louisiana. Ain't the same, but... we both work towards justice."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 18:53:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah. You might want to check that shotgun out before you shoot it again." Penny didn't go into any more details, nodding and only tensing a little as she saw the pistol in Jeremiah's hand, relaxing more quickly this time. "Definitely not the same job, but you're probably used to people taking pot shots at you just for breathing, too." She considered how to warn Jeremiah about the fact that his relative might not be entirely human, "Uh... about your cousin. I don't know how close you two are, but his file has some information you may or may not. The man he's alleged to have killed was a werewolf, and they found some big cat tracks around the area, too."&nbsp; She watched the man's expression carefully, "So... keeping an eye on the trees might be worth doing.&nbsp; I'd rather he not make any mistakes out of panic that we can prevent with a little caution." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 19:03:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah raised an eyebrow at Penny's comment, pushing the Desert Eagle into his jeans and releasing it, pulling his tank top down over it. "I thought the firing pin looked a little off. How'd you know?" He wiped his hands off on his pants to get any trace sweat off of them. As Penny spoke about Charles, Jerry kept his face away from hers, though he laughed a little as she spoke. "So... you're a little more in the know than your typical peace officer." He straightened up and looked at her, eyes showing a little more respect than was there before. "Make no mistake about it, Chuck did kill that mangy mutt..." His voice drifted off, though the anger in it was nearly palpable. He took a deep breath and looked down at his hands, turning them over a few times. "Keep your eyes out for movement in the brush, that's a much more likely spot for him to be hiding out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 22:57:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe I'm just really good with guns." Penny wasn't quite ready to lose the edge that the knowledge of her powers gave her in this situation, even if she didn't currently have full use of them. As the coincidence of her wandering into Jeremiah's house showed her all too clearly, even if she wasn't actively using them sometimes they gave her a boost.&nbsp; "Mangy mutt, huh?&nbsp; What are you, racist?" She said it half-jokingly, noting his advice about watching for movement and taking a steadying breath. "I've had some pretty bad experiences with werewolves but even I wouldn't go that far."&nbsp; She went to the front door and hesitated, debating whether or not to grab her jacket and cap to provide a little&nbsp; bit of metaphorical and completely literal armor. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 01:03:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah gave Penny an incredulous look at her question, though the corner of his mouth curled in a slight smile. "More like specist." He left it at that and watched as Penny headed towards the door, then turned to the coat rack and grabbed his keys. "We can take my car, its open enough most of the way." He pushed out the door past her then paused, holding the door as an afterthought. "If you know about the werewolf, then you must know about my cousin, as well. And yet, it doesn't seem to faze you in the least." It was almost a question, and Jeremiah lifted his head towards Penny, looking to her for an answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 01:17:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny smirked at Jeremiah's response, gesturing for him to proceed her out the door, moving out after him and feeling the heat hit her like a steaming wave. "Nng."&nbsp; She thought about the question for a moment, grabbing her jacket and saddlebags, shifting her holster around her body to her hip so she could sit without it being unreachable. "Werewolves are one thing, but werecougars are... well, I've never met one before your cousin, but I've met demons and vampires and pretty much every manner of other supernatural thing and they're pretty much decent folks and jackasses in the same proportions as everyone else." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 01:30:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah scoffed and pulled out his keys, hitting a button to turn off the alarm. He walked up to the passenger's side of the sleek car, opening the door for Penny and holding it. "Decent folk ain't something you hear in the same sentence as demon or vampire around these parts, unless it's lamenting the loss of some poor soul." Once Penny was inside, Jeremiah walked around the front to the driver's side and opened the door, sliding in easily. Hanging in the rearview mirror was a small straw figurine, dressed and painted in vibrant, but fading, colors. Jeremiah spoke under his breath and kissed his fingertips, grazing the legs of the figure before he put the key in the ignition and started up the car. The car roared to life, purring as the engine settled into an idling speed. The radio came on over the sound of the engine, playing a tape left in the tape deck. The music playing featured an accordion and fiddle as the main instruments, with some elements that sounded a little like country. The music played for a moment as Jeremiah backed the car out of the drive, then he turned it off and took off left out of the driveway. "If I know my cousin, and I do... I know where he'll be."<br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 04:50:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny settled in the car, buckling her seat belt then blinked, not understanding the words that Jeremiah was saying.&nbsp; She tilted her head, looking at the doll and about to ask what that had been and trying to find a polite way to do it as he pulled out of the drive when she felt an almost electric jolt hit her, leaving her breathless for a moment.&nbsp; She opened her eyes, seeing the flow of probability almost too vividly around her, gasping and covering her eyes with her hands. "It's so bright! What did you do?!" Penny held her hands over her face for a moment, actually feeling the ebb and flow of the forces around her before slowly cracking her fingers and opening watering blue eyes.&nbsp; The energy slowly settled down to a bearable level and she looked at Jeremiah with shock.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 05:01:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah shared Penny's shock as she cried out, the surprise hitting him along with a rush of energy from Penny, causing him to lose the tail end of the car for a moment. He got it back under control, kissing his fingertips and then touching them to the dashboard after settling the car back onto one side of the road. "You mean...you felt that?" He looked at her with a new-found respect, one eyebrow cocked as he leaned back in his seat, one arm over the back of the bucket seat. He turned a little to face Penny, hearing no other cars on the quiet road. "I asked the spirits for help, for luck. I figured going up against my cousin when he's scared and cornered, we're gonna need it. The real question is... what is it you felt?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 20:01:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision enough to see Jeremiah's face instead of an overlay of a hundred of him... some of which included the tan face of a cougar in various states of transition between human and animal. "Oh. You're... ah, ok." She squinted hard, then looked up again, seeing a more manageable three images, none of which included a mountain lion.&nbsp; She took a slow breath and nodded at him in acknowledgement. "Luck, that's what I do. I was out of juice and it was like I was a battery being charged by a lightning bolt for a minute there." She smoothed her hair down as if expecting it to be standing on end.&nbsp; She paused, then realized he would probably need more of an explanation than that, "I can see probability around me and give it a little... nudge, to make things go my way.&nbsp; That's why I said you might want to look at your shotgun, I warped something in it but it burned me out after holding my bike together all that way." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 20:29:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah looked at Penny incredulously for a few moments, silent as she explained herself. He reached out, his eyes never leaving Penny's as he touched his fingertips to her forehead. He looked as if a jolt was going through him as he felt her, his eyes widening. When he pulled away again he breathed out, laughing a little as he settled himself back into his seat. "I didn't think I'd be sitting next to a conduit for the spirits today, I'll tell you that." He said it quietly, staring out the front of the car as he settled himself. He put the car into gear again and headed down the road once more. "So, what do the spirits say about our chances at taking my cousin in alive?" He didn't look at Penny as he asked, pulling down a side road, if it could even be called that. Dust billowed up from the road, almost encompassing the entire car as Jeremiah drove mostly by memory. The sounds of the swamp nearby acted as a reference point, the sounds staying to the left and front of the car as Jeremiah drove. Finally they cleared the dust, coming out into thick grass near the edge of a large swamp. "We should get out here, follow him on foot from now on."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>27-06-2013, 04:35:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny winced slightly but shrugged and nodded. "I had always called it the grace of God, but conduit of the spirits works too I guess." She sniffed the air, catching the musty scent of the swamp, rotting plants and water rich with mud and trying not to cough. "The spirits aren't saying anything, but I know how to use what I have to disable instead of kill. That's most of what I do on the job. Unless your cousin just won't go down when he's beat and we can't talk him down, then I'm going to do everything I can to keep him safe."&nbsp; She listened to the drone of insects around them, not especially eager to go wading through stinking mud, bugs, and snakes to find someone who was highly unlikely to be glad to see them when they got there. "Honestly, I'd rather let him run another day than have that poor boy's body to explain to his mother and the courts. Whatever he did, I'm not the law in this or any other state." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>27-06-2013, 18:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah looked at her, examining her face for any signs of deception. He nodded after a few moments of silence, looking out over the swamp. "He isn't going to go down easily. He's a proud boy, that one. But, he's just a boy. He's scared, he's confused, and now he's feeling cornered. I can take you to where he usually holes himself up, or I can take you back and we fill our stomachs, and come at him in a day or two when he's had a chance to run himself out." He wasn't expecting her to go along with it, and he wasn't even sure why he was helping his cousin other than that family bond. He flexed his hands on the steering wheel of the car, drumming over it lightly. "I want justice as much as you do... but I don't think your courts quite understand what justice really is."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 04:07:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny sat back, looking out over the swamp ahead of them and licking a little sweat off of her upper lip.&nbsp; She let her breath out slowly through her teeth and then shook her head, looking back at Jeremiah, "If I knew he wasn't going to run instead of hunkering down out there, then it would be safer to wait him out. Right now, though, if he decides to skip town then he might end up tangling with someone who's less willing or able to try to talk him down or take him down without using deadly force." She grimaced, pink lips twisting, "Given how jumpy he is, I don't put him killing a cop past him right now and that's a charge he doesn't need." Penny turned in her seat, watching Jeremiah's face, "He's got some things working against him as far as getting a fair trial goes... hate to say it, but especially back in South Carolina, maybe here too.&nbsp; On the other hand, another man's dead, and if your cousin was defending himself then I hope that a judge would find that..." She shrugged, rubbing the bridge of her nose&nbsp; in a way that drew unconscious attention to the light spray of freckles across and her cheeks. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 04:13:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah let out a slow, steady breath as Penny spoke, then slowly nodded. He wasn't looking at her however, just staring out into the swamp. He looked over when her voice trailed off, just in time for his attention to be drawn to her fingers. He licked his lips unconsciously, eyes sweeping over the light freckles on the bridge of her nose, showing through the slightly reddish tan on her face. He closed his eyes to refocus and put his hand on the door handle. "At least you seem to understand. Just..." He breathed out and looked at her. "He's scared, and cornered, and probably pretty pissed right now. Don't draw a gun unless you have to?" His eyes were pleading as he waited for her response, just barely turning the door handle to open it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 04:40:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll let you do the talking. You know him best. And no, I won't draw my gun unless I have to use it to keep myself alive." Penny pulled her brass knuckles, the top edge plated with silver, and slipped them onto her hand. She held a hand up, showing them to Jeremiah. "These ok by you?&nbsp; I'm not eager to go charging into anyone's lair with only them and my luck to protect me." The corner of her mouth quirked in a slight smile, knowing that she had done pretty much that before but also that she knew it was incredibly dangerous. She didn't reach for the door handle until he responded, still a little cautious around him, particularly after what she'd seen in the layered images over his face. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 04:45:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah winced a little as he saw the silver plated brass knuckles, but nodded with understanding. He slowly pushed the door open on his side, feeling the thick&nbsp; wall of wet heat from the swamp outside even before the door was open far. "You do what you have to do." He didn't smile but seemed to relax a bit as he opened the door and stepped out, closing it behind him and stepping around slowly enough that Penny could open her own door if she chose, but ready to open it if she waited. He looked out over the swamp, breathing in and catching a scent that wasn't naturally a part of the swamp. His nostrils flared as he noted the direction of that scent as best he could through mostly human senses.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 04:57:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny popped the latch and pushed the door open an inch, seeing Jeremiah coming around the car and giving him a slightly strained but genuine smile as he opened the door for her.&nbsp; "Thanks. It's rare to find a gentleman who stays one even if the situation's... not the best." She slid out of the car, noticing in a strangely visceral way how broad he was across the shoulders and shaking it off as she looked up at him.&nbsp; "I'm trusting you to have my back, here.&nbsp; Tell me I'm not being an idiot?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 05:04:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A hint of color touched Duke's cheek as Penny spoke, and he held the door wide open for her as she slid out. He closed the door behind her and looked down squarely into her eyes. "He's my cousin, and I love him. But, the world don't work the way it used to, or the way that we might feel it ought sometimes." The way he said 'we' made it sound like something more than a familial or even racial thing. "He made a mistake, killing that mutt, no matter how justified he felt. People have to pay for their mistakes." He backed up from the car and lifted his head slightly, eyes scanning the area ahead of them. Slowly, he lifted a hand and pointed, thankfully along a raised bank that acted as a makeshift path through the thick swamp. Sounds of bugs and birds could be heard in the distance, as well as the occasional alligator. "He took off that way, but he's not far."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 05:18:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It seems like you know the land here, and I'd rather you be the first person he sees unless you want me to walk up front."&nbsp; Penny pulled her hair into a tighter ponytail, sticking it over the strap of the cap that had the required identification in bright yellow embroidery on the front.&nbsp; The cap kept the late afternoon sun off of her face and her red hair off the nape of her neck.&nbsp; "Is this Game Warden 'not far' which is pretty much like when my daddy says 'it's not far' when we're going hunting and we end up walking five miles?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 05:31:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke laughed softly, the sound strained but genuine as he tugged at the white cotton tank top that only mostly covered his chest. Sweat had already soaked through the shirt, his dark skintone coming through in spots to make the shirt take on a light brown hue. "If he's more than a mile away, then I've lost my touch." He winked at Penny, then looked down away from her, taking a deep breath before stepping out in front and leading the way. "I had better stay up front. I know my way through, and he might well come at either of us. If its me, then he'll finally get that whooping I owe him." He gave a slight smile as he wiped his brow, thick with sweat, and headed into the swamp. "Don't fall too far behind. The gators are less likely to attack if we stick together." The line was delivered deadpan, no sign of joking.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 05:47:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Want me to keep an eye out for cottonmouths?" Penny knew that the trickle of energy it would take to watch for snakes would be worth it.&nbsp; "...Are you fucking with me, or do I really need to watch out for alligators?" Her tone was slightly suspicious, she stared at his shoulder blades, the heat making his t-shirt stick to his skin in places, trying to gauge his answer.&nbsp; She opened up her senses, following the flows around the shrubs and the vague tracery of a path, jumping a little at a splash that turned out to be a turtle dropping off a half-submerged snag. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 05:55:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke let out a low chuckle as Penny spoke, reaching back behind him and swatting at a mosquito that landed on his shoulder. "You're in a swamp in Louisiana, dearie. Gators might well be the least of your worries." His laughter still hung in his tone, and the slightest of French Creole accents came out in the way he said it. He laughed a little as he heard her jump, not even needing to turn around to recognize the small splash for a turtle or toad dropping into the swamp water. He led Penny through some low hanging trees, the late afternoon sun sparkling through the treetops and filtering down in splatters of sunlight around them that caught the water and glimmered. Even as the day dragged on, the heat was nearly unbearable, and after a little ways Duke stopped and placed his hands on his thighs. "Would you mind terribly if I took off this shirt? The mosquitos'll get me worse, but at least it won't be sticking to me and weighing me down." He straightened up and stretched his shoulders and upper torso, looking back at Penny to gauge her reaction to the request.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 06:10:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A handsome man taking off his shirt in front of me? No, I don't think I'm really going to mind all that much." In another situation Penny might have asked him, jokingly, if he had anything else he wanted to take off, but now was definitely not the right time, whatever his accent did to her.&nbsp; She sighed and pulled the front of her shirt away from her sternum, not brave enough to follow suit and strip off her shirt.&nbsp; <em>Sweat stains, mosquitoes, ticks, snakes... I like the woods, but I usually like a little warning and a stronger deodorant first.</em>&nbsp; She considered offering to keep the mosquitoes off of him, but wasting power right now seemed like a bad idea; she slapped the back of her neck, wiping a smear of blood off on her jeans. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 06:15:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A dash of red colored Jeremiah's dark cheeks as he grabbed the shoulders of the tank top and pulled, peeling the white shirt off of his muscled body. His muscled back and sides were mostly smooth, defined with very little in the way of blemish or scarring. He took the damp white shirt and tucked it into his back pocket, not looking back at Penny as he spoke. "Just don't get too distracted, back there." He smirked as he said it, ducking towards the right to a slightly different path that took them over an open area of the swamp. He stepped carefully but surely, finding rocks and other footholds to keep himself mostly out of the water as he made his way to more dry land, starting to pick up his pace. "I think he might be on the move again."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 06:24:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny paused at the edge of the water, opening her senses wider and following Duke's footsteps as well as she could. She felt herself slipping on an algae-covered rock and spent a bit of her power to keep her balance when she foresaw herself falling with a flail and a splash into the murky water.&nbsp; She made a little noise of relief as they reached dry land again, taking a deep breath of the densely humid air and managing not to choke on a gnat by a slim margin.&nbsp; "Does he know we're coming?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 06:28:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke had paused when Penny started to slip, but heard what he thought was a correction of her footing and kept going to reach the other side. He glanced back as Penny spoke, keeping up a steady pace and lowering his head a little as they passed under some low hanging weeping willows. "I'm sure he's expecting it... but after all, you're the magic woman, you tell me." He grinned a little over his shoulder at her, the muscles of his upper back and arms flexing and moving under his dark skin as he turned this way and that, heading deeper into the swamp. As they reached a darker area where the foliage blocked out most of the sun, he slowed a bit, holding up one hand and speaking quietly. "I think he's close. Do you trust me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 06:47:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The shade dropped the temperature by at least ten degrees, and she stretched out her senses slowly.&nbsp; "Yeah, yeah I do." The answer surprised her a little and it showed in her tone, but she was used to trusting her instincts and she felt good and comfortable around Jeremiah in a way that soothed something in her that had been jangling since her experience at the club weeks before.&nbsp; She turned slowly, shrugging a little to free up the handle of her gun reflexively, though she didn't have an intention of drawing it.&nbsp; She settled her hand in the brass knuckles, catching a sound and almost solid projection from the bushes to her left and spinning in place, bracing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 07:04:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah wheeled about at the same time that Penny did, just barely having time to drop down and shift, turning into a dark tan, rather large cat. He let out a soft feline growl and lowered his head just as another cougar, slightly smaller in stature, bounded out of the underbrush. Jeremiah was braced for the charge but the other cougar completely bypassed him and barreled down upon Penny, jumping and aiming for her chest and throat. He seemed to be trying to use his weight to push her down, while aiming a bite at her jugular in hopes that she was distracted enough. Jeremiah wheeled around in time to see the attack but not in time to stop it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 17:21:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny tracked the motion and intention and turned her body neatly, aiming a solid punch at the cougar's ribs.&nbsp; She focused some of her power to spread out force of the hit, trying not to break any bones but intent on knocking the cat away from her.&nbsp; The moment always seemed to slow down when she was fighting, her mind focused, but there seemed to be an odd sort of... she could only think of it as a fuzz around the lean animal's body. She didn't really have time to probe it, but it seemed to blur the probability outlines, eliminating some of the 'worst' ones or making them harder to reach for and pull out of the flow. <em>Luck charm...?</em> She'd never encountered one that worked, before, and a little thrill of fear ran through her as she considered whether or not she was going to be able to bypass whatever it was well enough and quickly enough to keep from having to shoot the were. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 17:33:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah hadn't thought to warn Penny about the charms that his cousin was likely to be wearing. They were practitioners of the same religion, as were many in this part of Louisiana. He watched as she punched at Charles' ribs, landing the blow but not squarely enough to push the big cat away. Charles didn't quite succeed in knocking her over, leaving them locked in a fighting embrace as he scrambled for a hold of her shoulders with his large paws. The motion left them staggering back and forth for a moment, before Duke realized he had to do something. He snarled and charged, jumping up for the broadest part of Charles' chest and pushing the smaller cat off of Penny. The motion sent them both tumbling away, a tornado of claws and teeth, hissing and snarling and growling as they fought each other for the upper hand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 17:49:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Claw marks and muddy paw prints on her shoulders and chest had Penny wincing, acting immediately to eliminate the risk of infection.&nbsp; She couldn't heal herself any faster than would be ideal for a person of her health and age, but she could make sure she wasn't going to be laid up with an IV full of antibiotics. As she pushed her power into her own body she turned to see where she could act in the fight that was happening on the ground. Fur was literally flying, and the sounds that the coming out of the cats' mouths sent shivers through her and had her combating the urge to cover her ears. She narrowed her eyes, seeing that only one of them had the fog she'd seen before, watching for a chance to help the slightly larger cat she figured was Jeremiah. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 18:14:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's larger size and experience helped him in this fight more than anything. The sounds that came from the two large cats sent other wildlife scattering in the swamp around them. They splashed into the water a few times as they rolled and pushed off of each other, only to charge back in again. In the turmoil, Charles got a few good swipes in and cut deep into Jeremiah's shoulder and chest, causing the larger cat to bleed. While he had been trying to keep his cousin from being injured, as the fight went on Jeremiah had to focus more of his efforts on putting his cousin down than anything. He clawed and slashed and bit at the smaller cat, tearing into the flesh of the younger cat in an effort to end the fight quickly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 18:21:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny usually preferred to work on living creatures, it was typically easier, but Charles' protection made him a less vulnerable target. She circled carefully, having to be aware of her footing and narrowly avoiding tripping over high roots, then found an opportunity, pushing out with her power and making the blood-damped ground under his back paws slicker. She grabbed onto the fuzzy, faded image of him sliding in the mud and yanked it forward in the cascade, sweating and trying not to be distracted by the stinging ache of her shoulders as she gritted her teeth to focus. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 18:32:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke felt a strange surge through him, and at the same time felt Charles' footing slip. He took advantage of the situation and raised his body up, overpowering the smaller cat and pushing him over. From there it wasn't long until Duke had his mouth around his cousin's throat, teeth almost but not quite sinking into the younger cat's flesh. He growled low and deep to signal to both Penny and Charles that the fight was over, and Charles slowly went limp under his larger cousin. Once Duke was sure that Chuck wasn't going anywhere, he pulled back slowly and shifted back to human form, the gashes in his body seeming larger and causing him to groan and drop to one knee in pain. He winced, growling the words. "He's...all yours."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 19:02:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mr. Aubois, I'm going to need you to shift. You need a hospital, and so does your cousin."&nbsp; Penny's tone was businesslike and polite, but also carried some weight of authority. "I won't be pressing additional charges if you come with me calmly, do you understand me?" She had a set of specially designed zip tie cuffs that would go around four paws if necessary but she really didn't fancy dragging the young cougar out of the swamp bodily. The tranq darts were, hopefully, not going to be required either because they were back in her hotel room.&nbsp; She looked at Jeremiah, "Do you feel like you can drive, sir?&nbsp; Those cuts don't look good and I don't know if I can get a call out for an ambulance." She didn't want to seem too familiar with the man while she was trying to get his cousin to cooperate. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 19:39:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The younger cougar growled as he shifted, the sound a mixture of catlike growls and hisses, and the tail end of the words "fucking bitch." He laid on the ground even after he shifted, his injuries somewhat worse that Jeremiah's. Jeremiah looked up at Chuck and groaned softly. "You better listen to her, boy. You're in enough trouble as it is, and if she doesn't take you, the Wolves are probably gonna come for you one day. I think you've got better chances with her." Charles was muttering quietly, obviously meant for Jeremiah alone but the words "white bitch" and "slave to the man" made it out loud enough to be heard. Jeremiah sighed and looked up at Penny, starting to nod but then as he tried to stand he shook his head. "No... here." He reached into his back pocket, pulling out his keys and tossing them towards Penny. Chuck tried to get up as Jeremiah's attention was diverted but wasn't fast enough, and Jeremiah grabbed him by the shoulder. "You dumb fuck." He growled the words and looked down at his cousin. "Don't you see we're trying to save your miserable life here?" Anger burning in his gaze, Chuck stared at Duke with a look that said he'd never forgive him for this, but became more compliant and allowed Jeremiah to guide him towards Penny.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 20:17:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny largely ignored Chuck's muttered cursing, tempted to add something to what Duke was saying to his cousin but shaking her head.&nbsp; She caught Jeremiah's keys then stepped over to the two men, undergrowth crunching under her feet.&nbsp; "Hands behind your back, please, Mr. Aubois." She pulled his wrists carefully behind his back, cinching down the cuffs firmly enough to hold but not enough to cut off circulation.&nbsp; "Stay in this form and don't try to run.&nbsp; Your cousin is right, this is the only way I can see for you to survive long term without staying on the run for the rest of your life."&nbsp; She turned to Jeremiah and held a hand out to the man, offering him help to get to his feet then reconsidering and crouching down, slipping an arm around his body and waiting for him to start moving before she helped lift.&nbsp; She spoke very quietly against his ear, "I can make sure you don't get an infection if you want. Not sure if your body would fight it off on its own or what." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2013, 20:29:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuck went easily, though not calmly. He growled as he stayed on his knees once he was cuffed, looking down at the ground and not responding verbally to either Jeremiah or Penny. Jeremiah reached out a hand to Penny but stumbling as he tried. He looked at her gratefully as she crouched down, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and holding on as well as he could. He looked at her apologetically as he was getting blood on her, lifting up slowly as she helped him. He nodded in agreement to her words, easing to his feet and reaching his free arm down to grab the back of Chuck's neck. He pulled the man up and pushed him towards the car, and Chuck stumbled a little but righted himself, finding exactly the right footing to make his way to the door of Jeremiah's car.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 02:06:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny didn't really care about the blood getting on her clothes, spending a little energy while she had her arm around Duke's waist pushing away the spill of probabilities where he spent the next few weeks recovering from nasty infections. There were a couple where he even came close to death, but she was relieved that they weren't particularly vivid or intense in her vision. Still, the man was in for a hard couple days as his body healed itself; it would go far faster from him than for a regular human, but it was still going to be no fun at all.&nbsp; Penny settled Duke against the side of the car and then opened the door for Chuck.&nbsp; She didn't put her hand over his head as he got in, not especially caring in the moment if he gave himself a whack on the door frame and not really wanting to risk him taking that as an opportunity to snap at her, but did watch carefully to make sure he wasn't going to trip.&nbsp; She pushed the seat back up for Duke and then looked at him with a little quirk of her lips, not sure whether to offer him help or just let him handle the transition from standing to sitting on his own.&nbsp; "Need a hand?" She considered making a quip about how many dates it usually took before he let a woman drive his car, but she decided this wasn't the right moment. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 02:16:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah leaned against the side of the car as Penny lead Chuck into the back seat. He watched his cousin carefully, glad that Penny put him behind the passenger's side and not the driver's side if he wasn't going to be driving. Once Chuck was in, Jeremiah waved off Penny's offer, but gave her a soft nod of thanks. "I've got it... I'm gonna be sore for days but I think I'll live." As he got in, he glanced in the rearview mirror. "Isn't even the best licking he ever gave me." In the back Chuck growled and snapped a little, the sound still somewhat feral. Duke shook his head, eyes locking with his younger cousin through the mirror, and a quiet moment passing between them as Chuck calmed down a little. Relaxing a bit, Jeremiah looked over towards the driver's seat as Penny got in, wincing every time he made an adjustment to settle more comfortably in his seat. "Not often I see my car from this position. You sure you can drive her?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 02:44:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Positive. Daddy likes classic cars even if he's mostly a truck man, he taught me to drive in a '66 Chevy Impala." Penny'd always thought that the heavy-bodied car was pretty ugly even if it could haul, but she'd have broken her father's heart if she'd said anything of the sort so she bit her tongue and brought him beers when he was tinkering under the hood.&nbsp; She put the keys in the ignition, turning it over and putting the car into gear, backing out onto the road carefully as she got a feel for the car.&nbsp; "Can you tell me how to get to the hospital from here? If you dig in my saddlebags you'll find a little first aid stuff." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 02:50:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's eyebrow raised a little as Penny talked about her daddy's car. He nodded and leaned back, relaxing a little as he realized his car was in knowledgeable hands. The car roared to life and rumbled under all of them, the engine running smooth with the deep growl of power. He watched as she backed out, then reached into the nearest saddlebag, digging around. "If you take the next right, and two lefts down that road you should get back to the highway, it'll be easy to find from there." He wasn't looking up at the road as he spoke, and he dug around in the bag until he found a bottle of alcohol and some cotton balls. He dipped the bottle over with a cotton ball blocking the mouth, getting it soaked before he reached up and wiped the blood from his chest. He grimaced and hissed a little as the alcohol stung into the wound, eyes closing as he settled himself again. Glancing back at Chuck, Jeremiah openly and obviously put the supplies back away, not offering his cousin anything. He glanced up at the road and nodded to himself, relaxing back again. "Just make sure you head north, and we'll get there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 03:12:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny adjusted the mirrors and winced in sympathy at the smell of alcohol but didn't comment beyond a quiet, "You shouldn't get an infection, even without the alcohol." She stayed silent, focusing on driving the car and trying not to stare at the small, colorful doll dangling from the rear view mirror.&nbsp; <em>I guess I can't exactly ask him out at this point, can I?&nbsp; "Hey, I know I put your cousin in jail, but you're cute.&nbsp; We should get dinner, maybe see a movie sometime."&nbsp; I really think I could like him, too, weird religion or not.</em>&nbsp; She turned onto the highway, caught up in her own thoughts as she eased the pedal down, keeping an eye on the speedometer.&nbsp; "Huh... I can't go into the hospital carrying my piece, can I?" She chewed her bottom lip, considering how to go about stashing it in the car. "Can I unload it and put it in your glove compartment? I ... wouldn't suggest you handle the magazine." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 03:21:49</strong>
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				Jeremiah reached back as they drove, using his sweat-stained shirt to grab his own gun and unloading it there on his lap. He nodded over to Penny, giving her a soft and genuine smile. "I was just about to do the same." He opened the glove compartment for her, stashing his own gun in the relatively empty space and leaving it open. Jeremiah's eyes wandered over Penny for a moment, his tongue darting out across his lips without his direction. He waggled his eyebrows for a moment and smirked at himself, leaning back some and humming a tune that sounded vaguely French. He reached back and wrapped his arm around the back of the seat, looking back at Chuck. "You got anything you need to leave? Pull it out now and I'll pretend I didn't see anything." Chuck looked at him defiantly and spat directly into Jeremiah's face, the thick spittle landing on his nose. Jeremiah closed his eyes reflexively and growled softly, easing back and wiping his face on the back of his hand, then wiping that hand off on his jeans. He looked down at himself, chuckling a little. "I doubt I can go in looking just like this, either." With that, he reached back across the back seat, pulling open a gym bag and pulling out a green polo shirt that he tugged over his broad chest, settling it onto his body without buttoning it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 03:33:48</strong>
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				"You're a charmer, Chuck." Penny shook her head, taking the exit for the hospital and circling the complex, managing to find a parking spot in front of the ER.&nbsp; She looked down at herself, gray t-shirt sweaty and smeared with mud and blood. "I don't have anything to change into, so I guess this shirt'll just have to bump us up the triage list." She pulled her gun out of the holster, leaving the car idling so they could have AC for a few more moments as she unloaded the magazine, silver bullets gleaming brightly.&nbsp; She stuck the empty gun in the glove box and closed it, turning the car off and handing the keys back to Duke with a smile that answered his earlier look. She swung her legs out of the car and stood after giving the dashboard of the car an absent pat of appreciation, walking around to the other side to haul Chuck out of the back once Duke stood up, planning to call the police once she got inside the hospital. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 03:40:42</strong>
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				Duke took the keys and palmed them, feeling his smile widen a bit as he watched Penny swing herself out of the car. He turned to look back at Chuck who leaned in, whispering low against his ear. "You really gonna do this to family? After all we been through?" Jeremiah sighed and put his keys in his pants pocket, reaching up and patting Chuck's cheek with a soft and sad smile. "I'm doing this for family, Charles. One day, maybe you'll see that. Just... don't be you, in there. When the police talk to you, don't be that angry kid you've always been. Open your eyes and look around, see that things aren't the way they were when we were growing up. Things have gotten better, but it means we gotta follow the rules, too." He pulled away and gave his cousin one last look before pulling out of the car and standing up next to it. He leaned back against it and looked between the three of them. "How we gonna get out of this without extra charges on us... or me?" He laughed a little, humorlessly, and ran his hands over his sweaty face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 04:54:05</strong>
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				"I'm not planning to press any, and you or I would have to for Mr. Aubois here to get a battery charge. Chuck, you do know how stupid it would be for you to try to press charges in this situation, don't you? You were the only one with a weapon out and you shifted and attacked me without provocation, every other action was in protection or self defense." Penny lifted an eyebrow as she watched the young man's expression, not commenting on Duke's explanation, she thought he might be being a little optimistic about the state of the world around them, though she didn't know precisely what he was referring to in this case.&nbsp; She was, frankly, glad that Chuck's hands were still zip-cuffed behind his back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 20:56:02</strong>
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				Jeremiah looked over at Charles when Penny spoke to his younger cousin. He reached back and placed his hands on the side of the car, just holding on as he watched his cousin. Chuck looked between the two of them, kicking and shuffling his feet a little. "You think I'm gonna press charges?" He even laughed a little as he looked up at Penny. "Here? Yeah, they're gonna believe a pissed off young nigger, and a fucking were on top of it?" He shook his head, reflexively trying to lift his hands as he spoke and grunting as he struggled against the zip ties for a moment before relaxing. "You ain't got nothing to worry about, from me." <br><br>Jeremiah relaxed at Chuck's words, pushing up off of the side of his car and nodding his head towards the hospital. His own damage was starting to heal though in his weakened state he was taking a longer time. "Come on, let's get you in." He reached out and wrapped his arm around Chuck's shoulders, pushing and guiding him towards the entrance of the ER. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 03:43:58</strong>
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				Penny didn't comment, nodding her head in answer.&nbsp; Chuck would be stupid to press charges for far less charged reasons, but whatever kept him from sticking his foot in it farther was fine by her.&nbsp; She followed behind Duke and his cousin, fishing her cellphone out of her pocket and checking the screen for cracks. It had just enough charge that she could dial the local PD, waiting politely for the officer she needed to speak to and hanging outside of the door while the two men got signed in at the desk. "Lieutenant Engelhorn?&nbsp; Penny Wright, here.&nbsp; I've got Charles Aubois, we're at the hospital."&nbsp; She half grinned at the man's exclamation, "Yeah, I kind of stumbled across him. There was a scuffle but mostly between him and his cousin... Jeremiah... you know I don't know his last name? He's a game warden and he helped me find the guy out in the swamp, put himself between us when Mr. Aubois jumped out.&nbsp; Yeah, I'll keep him here.&nbsp; He's probably going to want a couple stitches but I don't think there's anything bad wrong with him." She nodded despite the fact that the man on the other end couldn't see her, "Phone's dying and I should get in there and keep an eye on my guy. See ya soon."&nbsp; Penny hung up, going through the doors and into the blast of air conditioning, groaning a little and staying back from the two men, letting them have the privacy to give their own explanations. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 03:49:32</strong>
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				Jeremiah led Charles to the sign-in desk, pushing his cousin forward but holding onto the back of his neck like he was scruffing him. He presented his ID as game warden, explaining who Chuck was and pointing out the bounty hunter. He explained to the lady behind the desk that he was there in a professional capacity and that he helped take down Charles Aubois. The lady behind the desk looked the two of them over, confirming that they were only there to admit Chuck. She handed a small blinking device to Jeremiah who looked it over while the woman explained that it would vibrate and blink like crazy when it was their time. Jerry nodded his thanks and half pushed Chuck towards a few empty chairs. He left a spot on the outside for Penny, putting Chuck between them as he settled in and glanced up at the TV, not really registering what was showing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 04:00:45</strong>
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				Penny settled into the chair quietly, leaning a bit away from Chuck, who had to sit on the edge of the chair with his hands held awkwardly behind him.&nbsp; She kept silent for a few minutes, then spoke up, leaning forward to be talking across the young man a little less. "Jeremiah?&nbsp; You never did tell me your last name.&nbsp; I might need to know to talk to the police when they show up."&nbsp; She kept half an eye on the flows, knowing that Chuck could shift and go for her throat in this position.&nbsp; She didn't mention what she had told them already, not wanting to start more drama between him and his cousin at the moment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 04:10:13</strong>
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				Jeremiah leaned forward, glancing at Charles with a little warning glare. He looked across at Penny and the glare melted, giving way to a soft smile that he didn't even realize was on his face at first. "Jeremiah Polk, and it may not mean much but I've got military service and service to the county as game warden. You need me to talk to the police, I will." Jeremiah sat back slowly ran a hand over his short hair, eyes closing as he took a deep, slow breath, letting it out to try and relax his body. All around them were sounds of pain and anguish, mixed with the general official sounds of the hospital proper. Jeremiah could smell blood and bile, covered up by bleach and ammonia. He didn't dare breathe through his nose too deeply, afraid the intense stench might make him sick. "I was gonna jet before they got here, but its too late for that, now anyway."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 04:20:56</strong>
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				"Jeremiah Polk."&nbsp; Penny smiled as she said his name, not mocking but enjoying the way it sounded. "I can tell the police what happened, but your word probably has some weight... and I really think you might want to get those cuts looked at, a stitch or two wouldn't do you any harm, would they?" She didn't quite manage to keep the warmth out of her voice, struggling a little to keep it professional.&nbsp; It might have been the tension of the chase and fight, but she was glad there was someone between her and Duke or she might already be cuddled up against the man like she kept thinking about doing. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 04:39:47</strong>
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				Jeremiah's eyes brightened a little as Penny smiled, and for that moment it was like his cousin wasn't even there. He nodded slowly to her words and bit his lip, looking down at himself. "I'll heal, eventually. I think ol' Chuck here put a little something extra into those attacks... didn't you?" He pulled back and looked at his cousin. "You think that's what our grand-mère would have wanted? She taught us to protect our kind, not to attack others, and especially not each other!" He reached up and tapped his cousin on the back of the head, barely enough to call a hit. He shook his head as he leaned forward on his knees, hands clasped out in front of him and his elbows resting right over his knees. He glanced over at Penny and gave a weak but genuine smile. The look had Chuck growling between them and he muttered under his breath. "Selling out your own family for some redhead pussy...fucking Oreo." Jeremiah growled when he heard it, hand shooting up to wrap over Chuck's throat but it never made it there. He stopped himself before that and flexed that hand, spitting in Chuck's face. "That's for before, you little shit."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 05:01:14</strong>
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				Penny raised her eyebrows, nodding as Jeremiah stopped himself from following through on something she'd have to act on.&nbsp; She considered scolding them but just stood and grabbed a tissue from a nearby box.&nbsp; She was debating how to go about wiping the man's face, or if she even should, finally settling on saying "Don't fucking bite me." and wiping the spit off him with a quick swipe, then dropping the tissue in the trash.&nbsp; Truth be told, despite having to clean up, Duke's stepping up in response to his cousin's jibe had her walking with a little bounce in her step.&nbsp; She managed to get her little 'he likes me!' grin under control when the cops showed up, straightening her cap and waving to them, reaching behind Chuck and getting the cuffs cut free. <br><br>The pair of police officers strode over to the group, intent on Chuck for the moment. The got him up and turned around, putting a pair of steel cuffs on his wrists to replace the plastic, quietly but audibly telling him the charges against him and reading him his rights as they repositioned him between them.&nbsp; "Is he going to have to check in or are they just going to see him here?" Penny shrugged in answer, looking over at Jeremiah, "Not sure, officer. Do you have any idea?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 05:11:08</strong>
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				Jeremiah watched as Penny cleaned the spittle from Chuck's face, thinking it more than he deserved. He looked up as Penny waved to the cops coming in, straightening himself up and then standing, smoothing his shirt down with only a slight grimace. He looked towards the cop who seemed to be in charge, glancing at Chuck before speaking. "He should see the ER doctor before you take him, but I don't think it will require any more than that." He reached out a hand towards the cop, giving a slight, business-like smile. "Name's Jeremiah Polk, game warden in these parts. I knew where he was most likely holed up and lead Ms. Wright here to him. If you need a statement of anything else, I'm happy to oblige." As the cops got Chuck, Jeremiah subtly moved towards Penny's side, feeling a tension in his shoulders relaxing as he moved closer to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 18:26:26</strong>
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				The officer in front shook Jeremiah's hand, giving a momentary blink of surprise at the explanation and looking between Duke and Chuck. "Y'all two are cousins? If you knew where Mr. Aubois was hiding, why didn't you call the police?" He gave the man a questioning look, not quite accusing but more than a little bit curious. He didn't mention the idea of charging Duke with anything, but he was also clearly considering whether that would be necessary. Penny stepped slightly closer to Jeremiah, her smile and expression hardening slightly as she tilted her head, reminding the police officer that she was present and listening. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 18:49:20</strong>
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				Duke tensed up against Penny, his breathing changing only slightly but noticeably to someone that close. One hand clenched into a fist between the two of them though he released it and pumped his hand a few times so as to not appear threatening. "Yes, Mr. Aubois is my cousin. By the time I realized where he would be hiding, Ms. Wright was there with me." It was true enough, as Chuck hadn't run until Penny showed up. "By then it didn't seem necessary, as she showed every intention of bringing him in to you." Duke was obviously nervous, but doing his best to hide it in the presence of these cops. He rubbed his face tiredly, then the back of his neck, feeling tension building at the base of his skull.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 18:56:00</strong>
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				The policeman nodded slowly, noticing the tension but not contradicting Duke. "All right, sir." The 'sir' wasn't quite an afterthought, and he noticed Penny's expression and straightened up a little, his on face becoming a little more friendly and unassuming by male reflex. "We'll need to get statements from both of you..." Penny chimed in, "I think Mr. Aubois isn't the only one who needs to be looked at, Mr. Polk here got banged up protecting me." She put a little emphasis on the last phrase, eyes chastising the man in front of her and making him nod and take a slight step back. "Oh... he's hurt, too? ...Yeah, ok, Miss Wright, we'll just go ahead and get your statement unless you'd rather tell us your side before they take you back to look at you, sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 19:05:51</strong>
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				Jeremiah relaxed a little as the cop called him sir in a way that felt genuine. He nodded slowly at the comment from the officer, wincing a little as he moved slightly. "I'm sure I'll be fine. Mr. Aubois is my cousin, he came to me after the run in with the man in South Carolina. I didn't understand the gravity of the situation as he told me his side of the story, and by the time I did he had taken off. I had no idea where he was holed up, and until Ms. Wright showed up I was debating whether I should look for him myself. It was only then that I recalled the swamp where he and I used to go and catch all sorts of small critters as kids, and I drove Ms. Wright there myself." As Jeremiah spoke some of his wounds were healing, but the luck charm that Chuck was wearing made the process slow and much more painful. "Now, if you will excuse me, I think I will add myself to the check-in list." He excused himself from the group and walked over to the patient sign in desk, wincing as he walked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 19:11:39</strong>
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				The officer pulled out his notepad and started jotting down what Jeremiah had said.&nbsp; Penny settled in and gave a statement that corroborated Jeremiah's story without being identical, it clear that she was used to giving statements to the police through her job and she didn't seem nervous at all. She didn't look at Chuck too much through it, except once when the police asked her if she wanted to press charges for assault and battery.&nbsp; "Nah, that's fine, I'm ok except for some scratches and Mr. Aubois came with me easy enough after he knew he was beat."&nbsp; It was a show of mercy that she was pretty sure that the young man wasn't going to appreciate for what it was, but she told the police that she was sure and stood up to get a drink of water when they said they were done with her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 19:23:16</strong>
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				Jeremiah signed himself in and headed slowly back, watching as the police headed away with Chuck in tow. He headed instead for where Penny was at the water fountain, leaning against the wall beside it. "I <em>will</em> heal, you know. I don't need to be seen by these doctors." He smirked when he said it, the point obviously moot since he had signed in already. "So, its over huh? Out of our hands." He glanced towards the door where the cops were already out, heading towards the squad car parked out front. He watched them for a while, wincing a little at the rough way they put Chuck in the back. Once they drove off he turned back to Penny and leaned in to get a drink of water himself. "You saved me from infection back there in the swamp. I never did properly thank you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 01:56:31</strong>
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				Penny's mouth spread in a smile, blue eyes lighting up, trying to play it cool with her words. "No need to feel obligated, Duke. If you want I can see if I can do anything about whatever your cousin put on you now that I know it's there." She reached out, gently putting her hand in the center of the man's chest, waiting for his permission before doing anything but taking a look at the way his luck was flowing, noticing tiny snarls and tangles in it that she hadn't spotted before.&nbsp; "Huh... this looks interesting...It's like there are knots holding some of the worse probabilities in front." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 02:04:08</strong>
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				Penny's smile seemed to light up her whole face, and Jeremiah found himself basking in it. His eyes locked onto hers, lost in pools of blue as she spoke. He shook his head and smiled a little. "No obligation felt... but I'd feel a lot better if I could take you out to lunch or dinner sometime, before you head back to... well, I don't know where you're from, now that it comes up." He laughed a little and looked down as she reached out, watching her hand come in and letting out a slow breath as she placed her hand on his chest. His eyes lifted back to hers and he nodded slowly. "If you think you can fix it... I can probably be out of here in a few minutes, with or without a doctor." He watched as she looked into his fate, cocking his head as he listened to her explanation. He nodded slowly again. "Our family specializes in the flows of luck, both good and bad. We speak most to the spirits that control our fates, asking them for help, and at times binding&nbsp; them in ways that make them angry, make them lash out. My cousin was especially fond of that. This is his doing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 02:15:41</strong>
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				Penny squinted at the knots, imagining smoothing them like she would tangles from her red hair, picking them apart one at a time.&nbsp; She knew they must look strange, standing next to the water fountain with her hand over his heart just staring at him like she was either smitten or incredibly pissed off.&nbsp; It took a lot of focus if not a great deal of energy to get all of them to release.&nbsp; She let her breath out with a woosh, absently kissing her fingertips and touching his chest again. "That should do it." Penny looked up and gave him a little smile, "I'd love to take you up on that, as soon as you're feeling good enough.&nbsp; Besides, you still have my bike back at your place and I can't exactly go anywhere without her."&nbsp; She winked at him, knowing she was blushing, "I can see now that it was all part of your plan to get me to go out with you." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 02:27:12</strong>
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				Jeremiah took the opportunity as Penny worked to study her face. He saw the lines of concentration as she picked at the knots in his aura, and a wince came to his own face as some of the more difficult ones became unraveled. He breathed deeply, slowly as she worked, his senses bombarded with the smells of both of them. He, smelling of creole spices, seafood, swamp mud, dirt, blood, engine grease and a honey based shampoo and body wash, and she smelling of sweat and suncreen, fading deodorant, blood, mud, and the fear and excitement of the day. The smell of leather from her skin only brought it all together, and about he time that Penny touched his chest again with the tips of her kissed fingers Jeremiah found himself licking his lips. He bit his bottom lip as she looked up at him, gazing down into her eyes. Even as they spoke, his wounds began to slowly close. "You've seen through my master plan." He chuckled softly, reaching up and touching her blushing cheek, his hand heavily contrasting her pale pink skin. He stroked his thumb over her cheek slowly for a moment before pulling back and clearing his throat. "I'm... I'm already starting to feel a good bit better." He looked down away from her face at his body, seeing some of the smallest wounds already healed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 02:49:12</strong>
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				It took an effort not to step in against Jeremiah's body, and Penny found herself tilting her head to press into the palm of his hand with a smile. "Do you think you'll need a doctor?&nbsp; If not we can walk out and not have to answer more awkward questions."&nbsp; She could feel her heart pounding a little at the touch, her voice only a tiny bit breathless. "And I'm from South Carolina." It had taken her that long to realized he'd indirectly asked a question, and her accent deepened on the name of her home state. <em>I'm crushing on him like a middle schooler.&nbsp; Dad's going to have a fit.</em>&nbsp; She looked up into his handsome face, feeling her smile widen. <em>Don't care. Want him.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 02:54:12</strong>
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				Jeremiah let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding as Penny asked him a question, taking a little while to realize he needed to answer it. He bit his lip and let out another deep breath, feeling his own energy for a moment before nodding. "I'll be fine. Let's get on home." He could barely hear her heart beating, and he licked his lips as he looked deep into Penny's eyes. He blushed a little as he realized what he had said, but didn't fix it, only pulling back and blindly reaching for Penny's hand to hold it as he walked towards the exit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 03:12:19</strong>
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				Penny nodded, not bothering to correct him, either, and taking Duke's hand in hers.&nbsp; She looked down, noting the contrast of their skintones with a strange thrill of enjoyment.&nbsp; "Do you feel like you can drive us back?&nbsp; I think driving your car is at least a fifth year of marriage level activity." Her tone was joking, but she winced a little, hoping he wasn't going to take that wrong.&nbsp; <em>"Not that I want to marry you. I mean, not that I'm thinking about marriage. For right now. Not in general." Nope, just leave it where it lies.</em> The doors slid open and she grunted at the way the heat hit her. "You have a special kind of heat down here in Louisiana." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 03:21:30</strong>
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				When Penny took his hand, Duke squeezed. Not hard, but firmly,&nbsp; holding onto her. He laughed a little and looked down and over at her as they walked through the first set of sliding doors. "Moving on up there then, aren't you?" He winked at her teasingly, glancing down at their hands and staring for a moment with a kind of surprised look. <em>Oh, Mamaw ain't gonna be happy about this one. Which will it be... "another black man taking a white woman" or "soulless redheads"... hell, probably both.</em> He laughed a little as he looked up just as the door opened, smirking at Penny's comment as it brought him back to the present. "I hope they teach you to swim in South Carolina. You need it to walk, here." He winked at her, the slight color in his eyes coming through in the artificial lighting outside of the hospital. They were brown, but tinged gold along a ring in the middle. He looked up to where they were going as they headed towards the car, reaching into his pocket and fishing out his keys. "I believe I can drive. I wouldn't want you to get any ideas, after all." He laughed, a deep rolling laugh that finally seemed to touch his eyes as he headed up to the passenger's side and opened the door for Penny.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 03:40:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was just a hint of green in his eyes, and an intense gold ring, and Penny found herself staring for a second, then laughing with him. The sound was a little relieved, it seemed that Duke's cousin wasn't going to hang over them in an insurmountable way. "No ideas except getting somewhere where I can drink something cold.&nbsp; Maybe alcoholic and cold.&nbsp; Can I convince you to lend me your shower and give me a beer?&nbsp; Food is... probably not actually optional, either." She could feel her stomach growling, wincing at the sound it made. She slid into the car, smiling up at Duke in appreciation as she swung her legs inside, buckling herself in. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 03:51:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke watched as Penny slid into his car, enjoying the way she seemed to fit in it. "No, food is certainly not optional. I've got some beer in the fridge and you're welcome to one or six, after today." He laughed a little and closed her door, spinning his keyring on his finger as he headed around to the driver's side. He climbed in and buckled up, closing the door behind him and taking a deep breath as he settled into his seat. He took a look around and winced at the dirt and grime and blood in the seats, then ran his hand over the dash. "Don't worry, chere, I'll get you good and cleaned up." He spoke softly, obviously speaking directly to the car before starting it up. With the car idling, he turned back to Penny, continuing like he had never stopped talking to her. "And if we're going anywhere, I'm gonna need a shower myself." <em>We could always share it.</em> He blushed a little at his own thoughts and turned to the road, pulling out of the ER parking lot and back onto the main road.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 04:27:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's a real shame about the upholstery." Penny winced, looking around, then shrugged, "I'll help if you want, I'm sure some of it's mine."&nbsp; She ran a hand over the seat next to her gently, feeling some of Duke's affection for the car.&nbsp; "You know, my dad would love this car. Does she have a name?" She was considering vaguely whether or not the gumbo might have kept on the stove, but she didn't mention it, keeping the topic on the car, knowing from her own experience with her bike the way a person could have affection for their vehicle. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 04:45:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah smiled a little wider at the thought of Penny helping him on his car. "I might just take you up on that, you know." He looked over at her as they were on a pretty empty road, watching Penny's hand sliding over the leather seat, imagining for a moment that it was his body she was touching. He felt his body reacting to the thought and blushed a little, though he hid it well by looking up at the dash and running his hand over it slowly. "She does. Her name is Antoinette. It means 'beyond praise.'" He smiled a little wider as he said it, pulling both hands back to the wheel and focusing on the road for a moment. He got them going in the direction they needed to be and turned to consider Penny for a moment. "You know... it won't be the same as fresh, which is a true shame, but the gumbo may well still be fit to eat. It would be a shame to let it all go to waste." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 02:01:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's a beautiful name." Penny smiled, watching Duke's hand move over the dash, not even a speck of dust on it. She couldn't help but compare it to the man's house which, while not terrible was certainly not as pristine as he kept his car. "My bike's named Ceana... a female version of Sean, I guess. It means 'God is gracious.'" She hadn't told anyone her motorcycle's name before, and she looked out the front windshield at the passing dusty green, moss-hung trees to avoid any chance of seeing mockery in the man's face. She cleared her throat, catching the change of subject rapidly, "I would love some gumbo, I bet it's even better after getting a chance to sit for awhile." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 02:08:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Penny looked out the windshield to avoid looking into Duke's eyes, he couldn't help but look her over. He smiled warmly, turning off the main road and down the dirt and gravel path towards his house. "I like it. It fits you." He glanced over at her again and turned down a side street, slowing down drastically on the badly maintained road. He grinned as she spoke about the gumbo, nodding assertively. "Then it's settled. You will come in, have a beer and enjoy my cooking. My gran, she says that you can tell more about a man through his cooking than anything he ever says." He winked at Penny as he pulled down the driveway to his house, parking in the grass near Penny's bike. He winced a little as he saw her bike, looking down for a moment once he got the car in park. "And I will start work on your bike first thing in the morning, I swear to you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 02:22:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned, relaxing and holding onto the door automatically, not because she was nervous but just as a way to hold herself stable while they bounced down the gravel road.&nbsp; "She seems like a lady who knows what she's talking about, I love a man who knows how to cook."&nbsp; She reached over and lightly touched the side of Duke's knee, more out of excitement that she got to touch him than anything else.&nbsp; She sighed happily, losing track of anything but the warmth and solidness of his leg for a second, then looking down at herself.&nbsp; "If I'm not going to be getting a shower I hope you have a shirt I can borrow, I think this one's pretty much had it." Penny didn't ask whether he was going to be taking her back to her motel, not sure that she really wanted him to but also not wanting to seem either prudish or easy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 02:30:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"She raised me into a lot of the man that you see today." He smiled softly, glancing over at Penny as he pulled the car in. The touch of Penny's hand on his knee made&nbsp; Duke's breath catch. He glanced down at her as she touched him white teeth gleaming out from behind dark lips. He looked up slowly and smiled a little as she spoke, leaning back in his seat and taking a breath. "You are welcome to my shower, if that is not too forward. Or I can take you back to wherever it is you're staying tonight." He looked up into her eyes, silently but strongly asking her to stay with him, though he wouldn't say it outright. He cleared his throat and looked away after a moment reaching for the door and opening it up. "Either way, you need some food in you before we do anything." He gave her a soft grin and stepped out of the car, closing the door behind him. The sun was starting to go down through the trees, giving the slightest bit of respite from the intense heat of the day. Jeremiah basked in the dying light for a moment before coming around to open Penny's door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 02:54:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I'd like to see a lot more of the man I see today.&nbsp; I miss when he had his shirt off... when did I become such a horndog?</em> "I'll have to thank her if I ever meet her."&nbsp; She tried not to laugh at herself, hesitating and then deciding to wait for him to open her door, following Duke with her eyes.&nbsp; Penny relaxed back against her seat, reaching mostly symbolically for the door handle then folding her hands in her lap with an awkward but pleased smile. She stepped out of the car, a surprisingly shy thrill running through her as she thought about the idea of being alone in his house and already planning a little tease if things worked out the way she hoped.&nbsp; She reached for his hand again, "Just lead the way." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 03:01:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke tried, and utterly failed, to keep the hunger from his eyes as Penny stepped out of the car. He licked his lips and reached for her hand, squeezing it gently. Her words sent a thrill through him that made him smirk and he looked down at her hand in his. His large hand almost dwarfed hers as he marveled at that as he led her towards the house, his free hand reaching down and spreading out over her lower back, teasing just along the curve of her ass. "I'd warn you about the state of my house, but you've already seen it." He laughed a little and led her inside before him, not admitting that it was mostly so he could watch her walk in front of him as he entered the house. The gumbo still smelled strong from the stove, and as Jeremiah closed the door behind him he groaned hungrily. "Mmmm I think that gumbo will do just fine." He rubbed his stomach and walked towards the stove, turning the heat up just a little and stirring the pot. "The bathroom is down the hall to your left, if you want to get cleaned up. I'll be in here, doing a man's work and salvaging this fine meal." He winked back at her, a little swivel in his hips as he added a few spices to the stew.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 03:32:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny pressed back just a little into Jeremiah's hand, then gave him a half-shy wink, "I feel like I should tell you I'm not that kind of girl. Honestly, though, I'm a little more inclined to ask if you're still going to respect me in the morning."&nbsp; She let go of his hand and walked down the hallway, nerves jangling in a mostly pleasant way, inhaling the smell of the gumbo with a delighted groan.&nbsp; She found the bathroom, fumbling for the light switch and then looking around. It was...mostly... clean, not quite to her specifications but certainly bachelor clean, and there was even a clean-looking towel folded over rod on the wall.&nbsp; She shut the door, debating for a moment then locking it. <em>If he's going to see me naked it's going to be on my terms. Right.</em> She pulled her clothes off quickly, wrinkling her nose at the blood stains, tears, and muddy paw prints.&nbsp; She opened her senses a little, pretty confident even without them that Jeremiah was too much of a gentleman to come busting in on her, though he was probably thinking about it. She checked for shampoo and conditioner, picking up a bottle and sniffing it experimentally as she ran some water, letting it heat up then stepping under the stream and closing the curtain. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 03:40:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah could still feel Penny's heat on his hand as he worked over the stove, and her words made him shiver a little. He blushed as he looked back at her, chewing at his bottom lip. "Truth be told I'm not that kind of man. Normally it'd be a third, maybe fourth date before you'd even drive my car." He winked at her and looked down for a moment, running one hand over his chest and stomach as he turned back to the gumbo. He didn't tell her what he was thinking, because it mostly involved sights that he wasn't allowed yet, and he was more of a gentleman than that. He breathed out as she headed down the hall, relaxing a bit though his mind kept wandering to her. He could hear the water running and found himself imagining what she would look like under the hot stream. He wanted, badly, to go in with her but respected her too much to do so. So, he doubled his efforts on the stew, and before long had it back to where he wanted it. He added a little more broth to the mix, keeping the spice mixture at the right combination as he thinned the stew a little. By the time the gumbo was ready, Jeremiah expected that Penny would be coming out of the shower at any moment. He began to set the table, glancing towards the hall every few seconds and finding himself wondering just what she was going to look like when she came out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 03:52:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny finally climbed out of the shower, feeling her muscles much more relaxed, red hair dark with water and sticking to her skin. She toweled off rapidly, squeezing excess water out of her hair and towel-drying it as best she could. She looked at the pile of dirty clothes next to the bath mat, grimacing slightly and wrapping the towel around her body. She opened the bathroom door in a cloud of steam, calling out quietly, "Duke? About that shirt I asked about... can I get that, and maybe a pair of pants or something?&nbsp; Hope I'm not imposing, but I don't want to put my dirty clothes back on clean skin." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 03:58:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah had just finished setting two plates, and was fixing a makeshift bouquet of some flowers that were lying around the kitchen to be used for herbs and spices. He looked up as he heard Penny, coming up to the doorway and peeking around. He looked up dutifully at Penny's face, fighting the urge to look anywhere else as he pointed towards a door on the left hand side when coming out of the bathroom. "Right through there is the closet, should be some shirts and pants hanging up in there. Take anything you like and that fits..." He trailed off as he realized nothing of his would fit her. The thought gave him a smile as he pulled back, calling out again. "Dinner is served whenever you're ready."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 04:26:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ducking out of the bathroom, holding the towel around her, Penny looked in the closet, digging out a pair of bright blue gym shorts that came to mid-thigh on her and had a drawstring inside.&nbsp; She dropped the towel, gauging her distance from the table with a little grin so that he wouldn't see everything if he looked up but would see a flash of naked pink skin.&nbsp; She wriggled into the shorts and a gray Army t-shirt that was loose on her but not ridiculously so and pulled her hair back into a ponytail, gathering her clothes up in the bathroom hanging the towel up to dry before she walked back out barefoot.&nbsp; "I feel so much better." She admired the table, blue eyes softening as she smiled up at him, "This is great and I haven't even tasted the food yet. Where should I sit?" There wasn't anything in particular differentiating the two settings, so she waited for her host to give some indication. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 04:31:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After setting the two places, Jeremiah walked to the fridge and got out two cold beers. He popped the tops and set them down, almost dropping one as he looked up and saw a flash of naked skin. Her skin was pink and soft, looking just a little flushed from the shower. He felt a tightening in his pants as he looked for longer than he should, finally looking down as he saw Penny moving. He looked up and grinned as he saw her, letting his eyes drink in everything as he moved around close to her and pulled out a chair. "Right here..." He patted the top of the chair to invite her to sit, smiling back at her. "Those look better on you than they ever did on me, you know." He looked down and grinned like a little schoolboy, moving around once she sat down and settling into his own seat across from her. "Dig in! I did a fine job of resurrecting this meal, if I do say so myself."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 04:41:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny enjoyed Jeremiah's reaction, grinning at him and sitting down, letting him push her chair in.&nbsp; She waited until he sat down then bowed her head for a moment, praying silently--she wasn't sure if Jeremiah would be offended by her saying grace out loud so she did what she normally did when she wasn't home with her family.&nbsp; She lifted her head and picked up her spoon, taking a careful bite of the gumbo. She made a surprised sound, taking a bigger bite and trying not to dig into the food like a starving person. "This is delicious. I'd say that anyway, but I really mean it." She grinned, knowing that Duke would be just as familiar with Southern manners as she was. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 04:47:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah bowed his head with Penny, taking a quiet moment of reflection, thanking the spirits for their help though he kept quiet. When she lifted her head he did as well, muttering softly. "Amen." He smiled at her, watching as she took her first bite. The surprised sound worried him for a moment but he let out a soft chuckle as she began to dig in, slowly beginning to eat himself. He laughed a little around a bite at her words, swallowing it and lifting his head. "I'm glad you think so." His words were humble and soft, and he picked up his beer and took a swig after he spoke. He took that moment to watch Penny again, enjoying her as much if not more than the food.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 05:05:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny took a sip of her beer without looking at the label, then sighed in contentment as she tasted Yuengling, one of her favorite cheaper beers. "Perfect." The light taste complimented the heavy flavors of the gumbo pretty well, not to mention helping her feel less parched and she felt herself relaxing with a wider smile.&nbsp; She found herself wanting to give a toast, but wasn't quite sure what to say, so she lifted her bottle to him and came up with something on the fly.&nbsp; "To luck and new friends in unlikely places." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 05:11:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah winced a little as Penny sipped her beer. "I usually...Oh, okay." He laughed softly as she accepted the beer, shrugging a little as he sat back. He lifted his bottle as she toasted, nodding. "To new friends, and new beginnings." He bit his bottom lip as he added his own twist to the toast, clinking the mouth of his bottle to hers and taking a slow sip. He took a few more bites of food and then pushed the bowl away, mostly empty. He let out a soft groan as he took a deeper swig of the beer and relaxed, looking over at Penny, then glancing outside for a moment. "It's too dark to do any work. I..." He hesitated, then put it out there. "You can stay here, instead of going all the way back to your motel. It ain't much, but it's probably better than most of the motels around here, anyway." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 05:22:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"What, did you think I was going to turn up my nose at beer that sells for less than $8 for a six pack?" Penny grinned, eating her food a little more slowly than Duke but enjoying every bite.&nbsp; She looked outside, following Jeremiah's glance, grimacing slightly but nodding, then pausing, thinking for a minute.&nbsp; "Talking seriously, I don't want this to just be a one night thing. If that's what you want then I guess we could talk about it...not sure I'd say no, really, even if it's not quite what I was going for." She looked over at him, shrugging slightly and taking another drink of her beer, feeling a little warm as she got near the bottom of the bottle.&nbsp; She figured she should lay her cards on the table and she rubbed the back of her neck, damp hair still sticking to her skin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 05:30:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke laughed a little at the question, shaking his head. "I like to think I've got good taste, and I picked that up because it was cheap." He shrugged and wiped his mouth, his breath catching as Penny began to talk about their options. He looked over at her from behind the napkin then slowly lowered it. "If...if only you knew just how wrong you are." He blushed a little as he downed the last of the bottle and sat back, placing one hand on the table and drumming his fingers for a moment before speaking again. "I don't want this to be a one night thing, or a weekend thing, or a week thing. I want this to be as long of a 'thing' as we can make it." He felt heat rising to his face as he spoke, laying his heart out more than he ever did on a first day, much less something that might not even count as a date.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 06:33:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's eyes lit and she smiled, putting her beer down and half-standing. She leaned across the table, eyes on Duke's and on the probabilities, and pulled him in gently for a sweet but very warm kiss. She was fine, really, with brief flings just for the fun of it, but something about this man had her thinking about introducing him to her family and planning a wedding and she wasn't used to thinking those thoughts about anyone with any real seriousness. <em>He's a gentleman, he can cook, he can fix things, ex military, employed, supernatural so I won't have to hide my powers from him, a little romantic... The fact that no one's snatched him up yet is beyond surprising.</em>&nbsp; She pulled back fractionally, smiling against the man's lips and echoed that question, "How the hell are you not set up with a good woman, yet?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 06:38:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke watched as Penny stood, not quite knowing how to read her expression. Any doubts he had were wiped away as she pulled him in. He gave a soft surprised moan as he leaned over towards her, capturing her lips and kissing back softly. He let his lips open fractionally, not pressing in but inviting her as they kissed. When she pulled back he slowly opened his eyes, a smirk melting across his face at her question. "My family asks the same question, every time we meet. They're just more active about it." He winked at her and slowly sat back, licking his lips and tasting her on them. "I guess I just ain't found the right feisty redhead, yet."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 06:50:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now that kind of talk has me wanting to show you I can cook and clean, too." Penny sat down in her chair again, licking her lips in echo of Duke's gesture and making a soft 'mmm' sound. "You taste good." Her look up at him was half bold flirtation and half shy request for more, and the two feelings seemed to conflict within her as she considered just how far she was wanting to take things that night. On the one hand the kiss had her starting to tingle, on the other hand... it was hard to think of another hand.&nbsp; <em>On the other hand that buildup over days or weeks can make it sweeter when it happens... </em>&nbsp; She finished her beer, picking up her napkin and wiping her mouth, eyes still mostly on Duke's face. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 06:55:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke smirked as Penny sat back, biting his bottom lip. He stood slowly and walked around the smallish table almost like he was stalking her. His eyes never left hers as he neared her, coming around the right side of the table so that he was approaching her left. He reached up with his left hand and lifted her chin, gazing down into her eyes. No words were spoken as he lifted with his fingers on her chin, lifting her up from the table gently and easily and into another slow, smoldering kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 07:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny stood smoothly, pushing her chair back stepping in against his body the way she had been longing to even back at the hospital.&nbsp; She was a little more careful about it than she usually would be, cautious of aggravating any injuries that might not be entirely healed yet, but her kiss was eager and showed him every bit her interest in and curiosity about him and what they could become.&nbsp; She slid one arm around his waist, not trying to restrain him even to hold him against her body but focused on being closer to him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 07:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of Jeremiah's hands slid up, cupping the back of Penny's head as he kissed her. His lips were thick against her own, parting as he felt her coming closer to him, allowing and inviting her to deepen the kiss without pushing it. He ran his fingers along her scalp as he kissed her, slowly tilting his head and letting out soft, low moans of eager pleasure. He let his solid body mold to hers, one hand rubbing over her back, sliding the shirt over her soft, warm skin. He knew he was still dirty, dried blood still on his skin along with sweat and dirt but at the moment he didn't care.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 07:58:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tilting her head, Penny parted her lips slightly, her tongue flicking out just enough to touch Duke's lips, tasting him almost experimentally. She echoed his sounds of pleasure, fingers gripping the back of his shirt as they kissed. She could smell the dirt and blood that she'd washed off of herself on him, some parts of his shirt a little stiff against her stomach, and the scent of his sweat was almost intoxicating. His mouth tasted like rich food and beer but it had a sweetness underneath it that made her melt against him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 08:02:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A shiver ran through Jeremiah's body as Penny flicked her tongue out over his lips. They were cracked and dry, and tasted slightly of blood where a good strike from Chuck had split one. When Penny gripped at the back of Duke's shirt he pressed closer, all but pulling her up around his waist as he kissed her. He felt her melt against him and moaned softly, breaking the kiss to breathe and nuzzling her forehead. He breathed her in, nostrils flaring as he inhaled her scent along her hairline, panting heavily. "Maybe...maybe we shouldn't push too much further." He didn't sound all that convinced of his own words, and as he pulled back his expression almost screamed 'tell me I'm wrong.'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 08:08:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How about we sit down on the couch, make out some more and see where it goes on its own?" Penny's voice was a little breathless, not quite hoarse with lust but verging on it.&nbsp; She looked up into his eyes, almost shocking herself when she added, "I...wouldn't mind ending up in bed with you tonight, if you don't think that's moving too fast. Maybe it is. I'm not sure I care right now." She felt a slight flush coloring her cheeks, not bothering to use her power to keep it in check.&nbsp; "What do you want to do?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 08:13:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah felt his heart skip a beat as he listened to Penny, and he nearly dragged her into the living room. It was clean but cluttered, magazines and newspapers strewn over the coffee table and end tables, two clean but old looking couches facing an old floor model TV. He didn't dare speak until he sat down on the couch, looking up at Penny and all but inviting her into his lap. "I'd love to end up in bed with you tonight. It is moving entirely too fast and I don't know that I want to move any slower." He felt the heat rising up in him and he stared up at her, panting softly. "I need a shower before too long, and I'm barely fighting the side of me that wants to invite you in to wash me from head to toe." He bit his lip, smiling shyly as he said that, looking down away from Penny's face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 08:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny settled down in Jeremiah's lap, perching carefully across his thighs. "Are you still hurting?" She slid an arm around his shoulders, keeping her body away from his chest and stomach where she had seen gashes before. She licked her lips and nuzzled against his temple, blushing pinker at the sidelong suggestion, able to talk a good game but finding the idea of running her hands over Duke's naked body both incredibly alluring and a little terrifying. His shyness at the request was what saved it, and she found herself nodding breathlessly.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 08:28:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah licked his lips as Penny slid her arm around his shoulders, shaking his head. "I've healed, as far as I can tell." He closed his eyes as she leaned in and nuzzled his temple, feeling her lips against the very edges of his hairline. He could feel the heat of her blush against his skin and his breath caught as he felt her nodding. He pulled back slowly and looked up at her, running his tongue along the inside of his bottom lip. "Is that a nod about me needing a shower, or do you want to help?" he asked her breathlessly, panting little shallow breaths as he looked up at her, running his hand along her thigh slowly. All composure, all Southern hospitality was out the window, and they were left two hungry, eager people who found each other very attractive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 08:40:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A little of both." Penny could feel the hardness of the man's cock against her thigh and ass, shifting her hips to tease him without even intending to. Her lips brushed over the curve of Duke's ear, the tip of her tongue just grazing the warm flesh.&nbsp; "Tell you what, you take something off then I will... I don't think I'm wearing quite as much as you are." Her nipples had hardened under the borrowed t-shirt, soft breasts jiggling every time she moved, and she wasn't wearing panties underneath the blue shorts. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 08:46:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah groaned as Penny's hips teased him, her round, firm ass shifting over the full length of his cock. He shuddered as her lips brushed over his ear, the muscles causing his ear to twitch just slightly. He tilted into her as her tongue teased him, her words making him gasp. Reaching up, Duke grabbed the collar of his shirt and tugged, pulling it up and off of his body and tossing it into the middle of the room. Muscles flexed and bulged with the movement, blood staining his dark flesh though there were no visible cuts or scrapes left from the fight earlier. After removing the shirt, Duke reached down and ran his hands over Penny's pale thighs and over the blue shorts she wore. His hands pushed at them a little as he touched her, eager and hungry in his touch, unable to hold back anymore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 08:54:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny forced down the wave of shyness that threatened to keep her locked in place, stripping her shirt off and turning at the waist a little more. Her breasts almost brushed his body, and she nipped very very lightly at the top of his ear, feeling naughty as her teeth came out.&nbsp; She'd not really been on board with all this 50 Shades stuff that people kept talking about or the heavier stuff that some of her biker friends were into, but she liked to nibble and nip and sometimes have her butt smacked during particularly vigorous sex.&nbsp; <em>That's the problem with not talking more... I have no idea what he likes.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 09:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Penny turned towards him, Jeremiah grabbed her waist and pulled her to straddle him more completely. He gasped softly as her teeth nipped at his ear, pulling her tighter to him. His thick cock was pressed up against her ass as he slid his hands up her body, dark so beautifully contrasted with light, his large hands spreading out over her soft, pale flesh. "Mmmm a biter, huh?" He breathed out the question and grinned, cupping her tits in his hands and kneading the flesh gently. He wasn't a rough man in bed, but he enjoyed a good physical fuck when it came down to it. He loved to throw around his lovers, as long as they were into it and willing to give as good as they got. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 09:06:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just a little... is it ok?" Penny's back arched even as she asked the question taking her teeth away from his ear to press her soft, perky breasts into his hands.&nbsp; She loved the gentle, deft way he touched her, the callouses on his hands from work both present and not so hard that they felt uncomfortable on delicate skin.&nbsp; She rocked her hips slowly, teasing them both through their clothing as she slid her hands down Jeremiah's wrists and forearms, finding his pecs and touching them gently, not really caring about the dried blood on his skin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 09:17:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh its more than okay." Duke grinned as Penny pressed her soft tits into his hands, his thumbs grazing over her pink nipples slowly. His chest and arms were not quite devoid of hair but the dark hair that was there was short and nearly nonexistent. The muscles in Jeremiah's arms and chest flexed under Penny's touch, the reaction almost but not entirely reflexive. He looked down as she touched him, his skin hot to the touch and his blood pumping under his skin. He pushed up into her hands as she touched his pecs, a few scars marring his flesh in soft pink lines where they healed. He slid his hands down and around Penny's back, curling his fingertips inward and digging into her back just a little. The tease was almost too much and he rocked his hips up a little harder, gasping as he ground himself into her. "I love a woman who can be a little rough in bed, but nothing freaky." He winked at her and licked his lips, thick tongue caressing dried and slightly cracked lips as he looked over Penny's body, admiring her openly and eagerly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 20:23:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny tried to respond with words, but she gave up for a second and just nodded, moaning at the way their bodies were moving together.&nbsp; The feeling of his cock against her ass and the slick folds of her pussy, even through two layers of clothing, had her squirming in pleasure against him.&nbsp; She saw the pink lines of scars on his skin, knowing that she was going to spend hours tracing and kissing over those if he let her, but in the moment all she wanted was the two of them naked.&nbsp; She dragged in a slow breath and let it out, then leaned in to make her original suggestion a reality, lips pressing against his warmly, her tongue flicking out between them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 20:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Penny leaned in, Jeremiah's hands slid up the back of her thighs, pushing up the legs of the shorts she was wearing. He kissed her deeply, sliding his thick tongue past hers, swirling with her tongue slowly as he slid his fingertips under the legs of her shorts and over the soft, pale flesh of her ass. He gave a soft moan of appreciation as he touched her slowly, fingers spreading out over her ass and exploring every inch of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 20:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The touch had goosebumps rising on her skin, her tongue stroking and dancing with Duke's as she wrapped her arms around his neck loosely. He tasted delicious, and the warmth of him under and against her, the solid bulk of muscle that made it perfectly clear that he had kept in shape after the army, had her breathless.&nbsp; She ran her fingertips over the nape of his neck, just grazing his hairline, then back down as she ground lightly against him, making a happy noise. She pulled back enough to whisper, "You're so hot." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 21:00:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His mouth erupted in a warm smile at her whispered words. He dug his fingers into her ass a little and nipped at her lips, winking at her. "And I'm not even half undressed yet." He laughed a little, the sound deep and rolling from his chest. He dipped in and captured her lips once more, kissing her deeply and rolling his hips a little harder, grinding up a little more firmly. One hand slid up Penny's back, pressing firmly to her skin as he made his way into her hair and cupped the back of her head. His lips left hers at that moment, trailing across her jaw and cheek to her ear. "I want you, Penny." His words were whispered hotly, his heart pounding in his chest as he spoke so boldly against her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 21:09:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shower first or second?" <em>Or at the same time...</em> Penny was familiar with the problems of sex in the shower, uneven temperature, water in eyes, awkward angles, slipping... but she could make sure it turned out perfectly and that made her more eager to try it. She tilted her head for him, moaning softly as his lips trailed over jaw and throat. Her voice, when she spoke, was breathy and she nibbled over the curve of his ear when he let her move hear head.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 21:14:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who says we have to choose?" He breathed the words against her throat, nuzzling and breathing her in. He seemed to lead with his nose, inhaling her scent as he trailed his nose and lips over her skin slowly. "Shower and sex first... then sex second." He laughed a little and nipped at her neck, running his hands up her sides and stomach, enjoying the warmth and softness of feminine curves, padding a firm and toned body that turned him on in ways that pure feminine softness couldn't. He could tell she was strong and he wanted to feel that strength, to enjoy that struggle as they rolled around in his bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 21:24:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned and started sliding off of Duke's lap, ready to lead him into the bathroom, then paused. "Unless you feel like carrying me so we don't have to stop kissing." She fitted her actions to her words, kissing him softly and eagerly, nibbling his bottom lip and pressing back in against him.&nbsp; Her body seemed to melt against his, and she smiled against his lips, giving him the chance to gently move her away to walk on her own before she wrapped her arms and legs around him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 21:31:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke chuckled at Penny's less than subtle request. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted, then quickly shifted his hands to under her ass. He cradled her to him, kissing her eagerly as he pulled her tight to his body. He felt like his erection could probably hold her up on its own as he felt it throbbing under her ass. He didn't falter in his steps at all as he lifted her, walking towards the bathroom easily once he found his center of gravity again. Once they were in the somewhat small bathroom, Duke sat Penny up on the sink and pulled away slowly, eyes on hers. He reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the ground with a tight pair of boxer briefs going with them. He stood naked before her for a moment, then winked at her again as he turned to the shower and reached up, turning on the water and waiting for it to get hot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 21:48:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny looked Jeremiah over with her mouth open slightly, not quite able to do anything but make a slightly strangled sound of lust and appreciation.&nbsp; She untied the drawstring on the shorts she was borrowing, letting them slip off of her hips and stepping up behind him, fingertips gently caressing the curve of his back and hips.&nbsp; She explored the lines of his muscles and bones, the firmness of his ass and the slight but manly covering of hair on his thighs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:03:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The back of one of Jeremiah's shoulders had a dark and faded tattoo on it, of definite military origin. He leaned over the tub a little as he got the water good and hot, and was about to step in when he felt Penny's hands on his hips. He moaned softly at her touch and pressed back into her, one hand reaching back over his shoulder and working into her hair. He pulled her face down against his shoulder for a moment before releasing her and stepping into the tub, turning around under the hot spray of water to face her. His eyes were full of lust and hunger, his gaze moving over Penny's naked body with a look of appreciation. His eyes were drawn down between her thighs, to a bright red spot there. It wasn't much, just a little bit of hair between her legs but the sight had him licking his lips hungrily. His appreciation of her body was obvious as his cock came to full attention, thick veins showing along the length of him. "Fuck you're hot..." He elongated the first word as he looked Penny over, ending by staring into her eyes as he grinned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:15:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny kissed over the tattoo, feeling the slight texture of ink under skin, then sighed as Duke pulled away, flushing slightly as he looked at her naked body though his comment made her grin. "Takes one to know one." The water running over him took runnels of blood and dirt with it, and Penny waited for a moment until the bulk of it rinsed off.&nbsp; She picked up the bar of soap she'd used earlier, climbing into the shower with him and swallowing her natural nerves as she watched the flows, making sure no one was going to slip.&nbsp; Her body brushed against Duke's, her hip coming in contact with the length of his cock as she pulled him down for a gentle kiss.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:21:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke sucked on his bottom lip as Penny climbed into the shower with him, a low gasp leaving his lips as her body brushed his. His cock jumped a little as her hip brushed it, and he let himself get pulled down for a slow, gentle kiss. He wrapped his arms around her back as he kissed her deeply, glad for the textured mat at the bottom of the tub as the water began to make the tub slick. He had good footing as he was a natural climber and had honed those skills in the military, but even still it was a dangerous thing they were doing. Duke pressed closer to Penny, his tongue pushing into her mouth a little more firmly than before as his hands roamed over her body, water cascading over both of their bodies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:30:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's tongue stroked over his, the bathroom warming up fast without central air to combat the rising steam.&nbsp; Even with her eyes closed, Penny was correcting little slips, fractionally missed aim, and streams of water flowing into peoples' eyes, almost reflexively working to keep things smooth and perfect even as she melted against Duke's body under the stream of hot water. She began losing herself in the moment, in the feeling of his strong hands stroking and touching her body.&nbsp; "Mmmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:34:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke melted against Penny as they kissed, his hands running over her arms and down to her wrists. He grasped her wrists and pushed them up above her head against the wall of the shower, the water still running over them in the small space as he held Penny against the wall and kissed his way along her jaw and throat. He nudged and nuzzled against her throat, letting out soft sounds that were somewhere between purrs and growls against her skin. "Mmmm Penny..." He breathed out the words, his hard cock sliding along the crease of her thigh, leaving a wet trail on her skin that was washed away almost instantaneously by the heavy flow of water. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:49:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The way he was holding her wrists felt more like support than restraint, and Penny relaxed into it.&nbsp; She slid one leg up around Jeremiah's thigh, tilting her head back and getting an odd thrill from the purrs and growls against her throat. "Mmm, Duke..." She could feel the slickness of his precum and it made her body tingle. It made her lift her hips, trying to find his cock with her tingling slit without really thinking about what she was doing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:52:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke ran his tongue up Penny's throat slowly as her&nbsp; head tilted back, tasting water and heat from her skin. He groaned and growled softly, gasping a little as he felt her hips moving. "Nnnn..." He shuddered and dragged his lips up her neck to her ear, whispering. "I realize this is pretty late to ask, but should we? I mean... I've got protection in the bedroom..." He spoke breathlessly, glancing back towards the door with a slight whimper, not wanting to pull away from Penny but not wanting to do anything they'd&nbsp; both regret.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 22:56:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You say to the woman who can keep your cuts from getting infected and keep you from falling on your ass in the shower." Penny laughed softly, arching and pressing as hard against him as she could.&nbsp; "Come on, all the cool kids are doing it." She grinned and kissed over his throat and collarbone, making a needy, eager sound against his shoulder.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:00:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The realization of what Penny was saying dawned on Duke, and his face lit up not unlike a kid in a candy store. He licked his lips and reached his hands down, wrapping them under Penny's thighs. "Well, when you put it that way..." He hefted her up along the slick shower wall and held her thighs apart, his strong hands holding along the outside and underneath of her thighs. He lifted her up until the thick head of his cock was against her slick folds, eyes dropping down to watch as he slowly lowered her onto his shaft. "Ohhgod..." He moaned the word as he let her lower, feeling his thick shaft spreading her open.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:05:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny didn't struggle as Duke lifted her, her legs sliding around his hips, ankles locking behind him. "Nnn...!&nbsp; God you feel good...!" She leaned her head in, kissing softly over the top of his head, soft, springy hair under her lips. The slow thrust made it seem like the man was savoring the feel of her, and she moaned with pleasure at the thickness of his cock slowly filling her slick pussy.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:08:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah groaned at the way that Penny's cunt opened up around his cock, the warmth of her lips over his hair. He dug his fingers into her thighs and pushed up, thrusting into her with one last firm push, burying his cock as deep as it would go. "Ohhhgod... So glad we didn't wait..." He laughed a little as he spoke, rocking his hips slowly to fuck Penny along the wall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:23:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just don't tell my pastor." Penny grinned and moaned through the slight flash of religious guilt, holding on tight to keep Duke from having to support her whole weight.&nbsp; She shuddered as Jeremiah's cock bottomed out in her cunt, making her clench and let out a soft whimper of pleasure. "You feel so good... so, so good..." Her fingertips dug lightly into his shoulders, his thrusts pulling groans of pleasure from her lips that echoed in the shower. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:26:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One hand wrapped over Penny's lower back, and his other hand grabbed onto the back of her head. "I won't, if you won't tell my Ma." He laughed and shoved up into her when she clenched for him, hips rocking and driving his thick, long shaft into her. His heavy sac bounced with each thrust, every muscle in his back and ass tensing to drive his cock deep into her beautiful body. He laughed a little and nuzzled over her ear. "Is that all you can say?" He smirked as he asked, holding her head to his shoulder as he fucked her good and deep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:34:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Unless you want me to start cussin'...in the best way." Penny gasped the words out, nipping at his muscular shoulder. She brushed her lips up the side of his neck, speaking against his ear, "You like it when a girl talks dirty to you, Duke?" Her tone was suggestive, and she blew softly into his ear, her body rocking against his as well as she could while pinned against the wall of the shower by the man's hard body. His thrusts made her shudder and groan, panting with delight and pleasure, waiting for him to tell her what he wanted as his cock slid into her wet, tingling cunt. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:38:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shuddered as she blew against his ear, using the wall for leverage as he pounded her wet, quivering cunt. He nodded against her ear, wrapping one hand over the back of her neck. "Just let go, don't think about it... I want to hear everything that comes out of your mouth..." He moaned the last words as he fucked her, grinning as he decided to test the waters a little. "You like that big cock spreading you, don't you Penny?" He panted the words a little, his hands roaming down her sides and wrapping over her hips. He dug in a little and held onto her, resting his head against the shower wall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:44:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck yes..." Penny worked for a moment to follow Duke's lead, then gave a happy little growl against his ear, "I couldn't have imagined how good it'd feel to have that thick cock in my pussy... do you like the way it feels?&nbsp; Do you like how wet it is for you?" She whispered it breathily, hips rolling as she clenched a little harder, giving Duke resistance to work his heavy shaft through.&nbsp; "I wanted you the first second I saw you." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 23:49:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's little growl had Duke shivering and he grinned, grabbing the back of Penny's neck almost like he was scruffing her as he fucked her. He groaned happily as she clenched, driving the thick, almost purple head of his cock into her tight cunt. "Ohhhfuck I love this pussy..." He groaned the words as he fucked her, hard body against hers, driving deep and fast into her wet cunt. The shower was all but forgotten for the moment as he pounded Penny against the wall, grunting heavily. All too quickly, and to Duke's embarrassment, he felt his balls tightening under Penny's soft, yet toned ass. He grunted loudly as he shoved up, feeling his orgasm welling up and then exploding, shooting thick ropes of white cum deep into her. "Nnnnfuck!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 04:49:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny could have held the moment of Duke's orgasm back, but let it go, shuddering and hanging onto him tightly as he filled her waiting cunt with hot, sticky seed.&nbsp; She shuddered and kissed under his ear, moaning and running her hands over his back and shoulders and clenching to draw out his pleasure.&nbsp; "Fuck, yes...!" She sighed the words, the angle of her body making some his cum flow back out of her around the base of his shaft, soaking his balls. ,She focused for a moment, making absolutely certain she wasn't going to 'catch' and wind up pregnant. There wasn't any chance of her getting sick, and she relaxed at that, just enjoying the way the man's body felt against hers, his hand holding the back of her neck. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 04:55:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohhgod, Penny..." Duke held Penny close as he came down, feeling his cum flowing over his balls and down the inside of his thighs. He rested her head on his shoulder as he panted heavily, then after a while he slowly pulled her off of his cock and eased her back to her feet. He stood there looking at her, panting heavily as his heavy cock laid down his thigh, still dripping cum. He stepped into the water and let it wash over his face, brushing water out of his eyes as he stared down at Penny with lust in his eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 05:01:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny stepped into the stream of water, not willing to be even a few inches away from him yet. She kissed him carefully, trying to read his response for any sign that moving so fast had spoiled things. Now that the first moment of lust and need was through, she was more than a little worried that he was going to suddenly realize what he'd been saying and doing and the rose colored glasses would come off.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 05:22:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Penny stepped in, Duke wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back deeply. He wrapped one hand into her hair and held tight, tilting his head and deepening the kiss. If anything, the first needy moments being gone only made him want her more. He let out a soft growl and pulled her closer to him, biting her bottom lip a little roughly and flicking his tongue out over it. The steam made the air smell hot and the soap a little sweet, and Jeremiah breathed in that scent from Penny's flesh. He nuzzled over her cheek and jaw, breathing her in, inhaling her as he held on tight, not willing to let her go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 03:57:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny gasped as Jeremiah nipped her bottom lip, her own tongue flicking out to caress his upper lip. She could still taste hints of the savory gumbo on him over his own masculine scent, natural and warm, a tiny bit salty with just a hint of engine oil.&nbsp; She made a pleased sound, sliding her fingers up the nape of his neck and over the tight curls of his hair.&nbsp; The touch was exploratory, gentle, stroking softly and with enjoyment over his strong neck and shoulders. "Mmm..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 04:07:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's exploratory touch had Jeremiah's body feeling like it was on fire. He shivered a little under her soft, gentle hands, his own hands moving with more purpose but just as gently down Penny's soft curves. He wrapped his hands over her waist and lifted her up along the wall of the shower, using his superhuman strength to keep her up. He grinned with a low pleasured growl as he dove in against her chest, kissing and nipping at her soft, warm skin. He could taste the dust of the road, the sweet hint of honey from the soap and clean, sun-kissed skin under it all. He moaned at the taste of her as he began to kiss his way lower, eyes glancing up Penny's body as he made his way down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 04:28:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The way he held her up was both firm and supportive, and she loved the strength of his hands and arms.&nbsp; His growl made her shiver, and the soft sureness of his lips and teeth as she arched and gasped. "What are... oh!"&nbsp; She licked her lips, grinning and growling back, looping one knee around his body as she moaned softly, looking down into Duke's eyes.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 04:31:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned against her skin as he nipped a little firmly at her stomach, his teeth almost but not quite feeling like the sharp points of feline teeth. He let out a low and soft moan as she looped a knee around his shoulder and back, his hands sliding around to cup her ass. "I hope you don't mind..." He winked as he dove in, burying his nose in the soft hair above her cunt, breathing in her scent. He inhaled her, and lashed his tongue out against her soft folds, nails digging into her ass a little as his tongue explored.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 04:50:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mind...?" Her voice was incredulous, going up at the end in a panting moan, Duke's tongue spreading the soft folds of her pussy.&nbsp; She wanted to hold onto something to stay stable, but Duke didn't even seem to be straining to hold her up and so she relaxed, just watching to flows in case he managed to lose his grip. Her hands slid down to hold onto the crown of his head, her toes curling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 04:58:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke held Penny up like you might hold up a full sack, not really straining though his muscles were flexed. He grinned against her cunt as she spoke, digging his tongue in expertly and finding the tiny little bud hidden under her folds. He lashed at that taut little bud and drew it into his mouth, suckling and flicking his tongue against it and the soft folds of her sweet cunt. He drank her in like it was a gift from the gods, making soft little sounds of pleasure at the taste of her. "Nnn..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 05:13:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny found herself slowly rocking her hips, not wanting to throw Duke off but needing to grind against his tongue. Every flick sent thrills and jolts of pleasure through her and she knew she was panting and whimpering over the sound of the running water. She was pretty sure it was going to get cold before they were done, but she distinctly didn't care, caught up in the sensations that her new boyfriend was giving her. <em>I really hope he doesn't mind how he tastes, I'm sure he can taste himself on me...</em> "Ohfuckyes, don't stop!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 05:17:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah let Penny take control a little as she rocked her hips, following the motion of her hips. He lapped over the entrance of her cunt firmly, her whimpers of pleasure driving him on. He grinned madly at her cries of pleasure, entirely not caring about the taste of his own cum as he tongued her pussy. He growled and moaned against her flesh, eyes gazing up the length of Penny's body as his tongue delved into her, his hands massaging and kneading her ass firmly, holding her tight to his exploring mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 05:44:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny shuddered as she felt Duke's tongue pushing hungrily into the entrance of her pussy, leaving her clit tingling and almost aching. Her fingers dug in against his scalp, water running and dripping down her body, droplets forming on her nipples and falling down onto the man's face, rolling down her flat, toned stomach.&nbsp; She could still smell hints of blood and sweat, having fumbled the bar of soap down long ago without having used it at all to scrub Duke's skin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 05:48:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke's upper lip captured Penny's clit as he dug his tongue into her, lashing and lapping over her sweet flesh. He growled softly as her fingers dug into his scalp, upper back and arms flexing under her body. He felt water running down onto his face and over Penny's delicate folds, his eyes closing to keep soap and water out of them as he focused all his efforts on her pleasure. His hands roamed upward without loosening his grip on her, exploring her toned, flat stomach and the slight hint of her ribs. After a while, Duke opened his eyes again, gazing up hungrily towards Penny's face, focusing his tongue and upper lip on her clit at the tight entrance of her pussy. He made soft, needy sounds, begging her without words to cum on his tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 05:54:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny got pushed more firmly into the slick wall, seeing probabilities where she fell or his hands slipped and shoving them away almost reflexively, keeping everything going as smoothly as she could while focused so intently on her own pleasure. Her hips bucked harder, her other leg hooking over Duke's shoulder to hold herself up a little more, shuddering and gasping loudly. "Make me cum! Please, Duke!" She felt her cunt clenching hard, sending rough waves of building pleasure rolling through her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:04:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Doing my best, here!</em> Duke smirked at his own inside joke, soon forgetting it as Penny's cunt clenched against his tongue. He lapped hungrily at her, making soft and needy sounds as his hands pushed her into the slick wall. She felt like she was almost slipping at times but he held on tight, fingers digging into the underside of her breasts as he held her to the wall and doubled his efforts. His entire body was getting into it, moving against her and against the wall as he focused his time on her clit, lashing at that little pleasure bud over and over again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:09:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny knew she was making panting, mewling noises of pleasure and need, too caught up in her pleasure to be embarrassed by the sounds she was making. Her whole body arched and shoved against Duke's tongue, and she let out a happy gasp as she came suddenly and hard. Her body locked up, pussy squeezing and fluttering, clit pulsing. "OhmyGod...nnnnnn!" She knew her cunt was gushing over the man's chin, toes curling and flexing with her climax.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:13:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without pulling his tongue away from her clit, Jeremiah lapped as best he could at the sweetness flowing from Penny's cunt. He dug his fingers into her back and held her to him, lapping up every drop she gave him and finally moving away from her clit and just letting himself get lost in her taste. He slowly pulled up, knowing and quite frankly not caring that his face was glistening with her cream. He very slowly let her down off his shoulders, making sure she had her footing and wrapping his arms around her to hold her to his hard body. "Fuck that was incredible." He breathed out the words against her ear as he leaned over her, the water beginning to get cold against his back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:21:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're really, really good at that..." Penny grinned, wriggling in closer to Duke's body, not really caring about the cold water that splashed onto her.&nbsp; Her voice sounded almost drunk, slurred with pleasure as she rubbed her face against the man's chest and shoulder as if she was marking him.&nbsp; She reached up, wiping some of her cream off of his face, rinsing it off under the shower as she slid her arms around his waist. "I could get used to that.&nbsp; Remind me to return the favor..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:28:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke bit his lip and grinned as Penny wriggled in against his body. He loved the way she sounded, feeling her mark him with a deep sense of pleasure. He kissed her fingertips as she reached up, turning into the spray of water to clean off his face without moving. He laughed softly, a little tiredly, at her comment, looking down at her. "Maybe tomorrow... you wear me out." He winked at her and kissed the top of her head, his face heating up as he realized what he had implied by that. "I mean, if..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:45:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not making you drive me back to some shady hotel when I can sleep next to you... if that's ok.&nbsp; Tomorrow I might have to go by there to get something to change into."&nbsp; Penny grabbed the soap, lathering up her hands and stepping back to run them over Duke's chest and stomach.&nbsp; She slid them down, gently cupping and washing his cock and balls, looking up into his eyes with an almost shy expression that warred with her smirk. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke nodded, unable to refute the logic there. He bit his lip as he looked down into Penny's eyes, his breath catching in his throat as she lathered up his chest and stomach. He felt his muscles twitching under her soft touch, and as her hands slide down he reached up and touched her cheek. Her touch on his still rather thick cock made him shiver and moan softly, her shy expression rocking him to the core in a way that he couldn't quite explain. He stared into her eyes silently, like he didn't want to break the magic of the moment with words. Still, soft sounds of pleasure escaped his open lips as she washed his sac, his eyes closing as the pleasure of her touch rocked through him. "Mmmn..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:58:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny spent some extra time running her hands over the length of Duke's shaft, then slowly slid her hands to his hips and around to his ass.&nbsp; She stepped in against his body, sliding against him all soapy and slippery under the cool water, working her hands up his back before moving away again. "Tomorrow, right?" She grinned a little, resoaping her hands and working over his shoulders and arms.&nbsp; She was shivering just a little from the cool water, but it felt good on her flushed skin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 07:01:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke felt his cock jerk a little under Penny's attention, though it was nowhere near getting hard again yet. He moaned as her hands slid around to his hips and ass, flexing his ass against her hands with a grin. When Penny stepped in, Duke wrapped his arms around her and licked his lips, groaning a little at her teasing question. "Early, if I've got anything to say about it." He winked at her and stepped in as she soaped up his shoulders and arms, eyes locked to hers. "Never would've guessed I'd end today in the shower with a hot redhead."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 07:07:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I <em>am</em> lucky. You picked up a Penny and... Ugh, I can't even finish that line, it's way too corny." She shook her head and kissed him, stroking soapy hands over his neck and throat, then slid down to crouch and soap up the man's legs and feet. "There, I think that'll get it unless you want to wash your hair, too." She rinsed her hands under the cool water, moving away another step to give Duke room to turn and rinse off under the shower head. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 07:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah looked at Penny incredulously for a moment before laughing against her lips. Her touch brought him back and he moaned through laughter, watching her crouch down and feeling a quiver in his groin. He licked his lips and looked up, moving just his upper body and ducking under the water, washing his hair out with a quick rinse. When Penny moved away, Duke shook his head, still laughing about the joke she made. He rinsed himself off and winked at her. "Alright, Lucky. Let's get out of here before we shrivel up." With that he turned off the water and stepped out past Penny, his solid body pressing against hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 07:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny was shivering a little harder as she stepped out of the shower, enjoying the heat of the bathroom as she kissed his sternum and pecs.&nbsp; "The towel is still a little wet, we might need to get a second one." She grabbed it, wrapping the somewhat damp cloth around him and looking into his eyes as she dripped onto the bathmat. "Have I mentioned in the last hour or two that you're incredibly handsome?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 07:26:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah licked his lips as Penny kissed over his sternum, smirking as she wrapped the damp towel around him. "There should be a couple of fresh ones in the closet." He grinned, looking down into her eyes. "And no, not in the last hour or two." He winked at her and grasped her shoulders, spinning her gently and making a sound of utter appreciation. "MMmhmm... And you're not half bad yourself." He pushed her gently, playfully towards the door out into the hall, unwrapping the towel from around his&nbsp; body and using it to dry off more before tying it back around his waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 19:51:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny snorted softly and, naked and dripping, walked out into the hallway and relocated the closet.&nbsp; She pulled it open, digging out the towels and wrapping one around herself.&nbsp; <em>I'm going to have to introduce that man to fabric softener.</em> She grinned at her own thought, carrying the other towel back into the bathroom. "Do you want it or should I hang it up?" The comment was mundane in a way that had her almost laughing, it seemed absurd in the context of the day and almost too domestic for words. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 20:02:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've got this one." He motioned to the one around his waist, grinning widely at the conversation they were so casually having in his bathroom. He stepped in towards her and reached up, running his fingers along her forehead and to her temple,&nbsp; brushing hair as his fingers went along. "Do you want another beer? I ain't got much else." He laughed a little, shrugging as he gazed down into Penny's eyes. He stared into them, losing himself and almost looking as if he were trying to gaze into her soul.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 20:10:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, it's just wet." Penny shrugged and hung the towel up.&nbsp; She winked at him, "You know it's not that late, we could watch a movie or something, drink another beer or two, actually snuggle on the couch.&nbsp; I wouldn't say no to more gumbo, either."&nbsp; She tilted her head as she made the suggestion, "Do you have to work tomorrow?&nbsp; I've got a few days... I would usually skip town as soon as I was done with a job, but I could stick around." She didn't, quite, wince at the reference to the reason she was there, watching his expression to see if there was any resignation in it when she suggested staying for a bit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 20:30:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm on call tomorrow, but I don't have anything lined up." Duke grinned, biting his lip as she suggested staying. His eyes were a little sad as she mentioned the job she came there for but he didn't respond any stronger than that. The look disappeared as he looked down and then back up again, moving past Penny into the hall. "I'll dish us up some more gumbo and a couple beers, you can look through the movies I've got. They're under the TV." He looked down at the towel around his waist and smirked at Penny, the look almost juvenile. "You're right about this towel, entirely too wet." With that he unwrapped it and tossed it in against the base of the tub, leaving his body naked as he headed into the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 20:57:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned, finishing drying off again then slinging her towel over her arm as she went into the living room. She knelt down in front of the TV, looking through the stack of DVDs, taking an opportunity every few moments to peek over at Duke.&nbsp; She saw mostly action movies, pulling out Book of Eli as one she'd seen before and liked then blinking a little at a few brightly colored boxes stashed in the back.&nbsp; Her face turned bright red as she looked at the titles.&nbsp; <em>Oh Jesus I found his porn stash.</em>&nbsp; She found herself unable to look away and not able to stop herself as she picked a few of them up, eyes wide. <em>Well... I may not have a bubble butt like some of these women, but I guess I fit his type otherwise... That's... uh... </em>&nbsp; She looked over at Duke, still bright red, "<em>My Daughter Went Black</em>?" Her tone was a little incredulous. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 21:02:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah stirred the gumbo after getting out a six pack from the fridge. He felt Penny's eyes on him and grinned, looking over his shoulder at her kneeling down in front of his TV. He felt a little shiver run through him and turned back to the meal, whistling a little as he worked. When she spoke he didn't quite register what she said, looking at her with a slight look of confusion. The look in her eyes and the words she spoke finally all clicked together, making Jeremiah drop the spoon into the stew, splashing himself with hot gumbo. "Nnnshit..." He grimaced as the hot stew splashed him, wiping some of it off on a finger and licking his fingers clean. Once he had that under control he looked back at Penny over his shoulder. "In my defense, before you came along today I spent most of my nights alone." He laughed a little to fight the embarrassment, especially since the memory of that particular video has his cock quivering a little.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 21:18:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny put the DVDs back carefully, retreating to the couch with the Denzel flick held a little like a shield between herself and the rest of the movies. "Well... I can't do anything about my ass, but at least I know I'm your type?" She echoed her earlier thoughts, trying to make a joke out of it to cut through her embarrassment.&nbsp; "Who watches porn on DVD anymore? Isn't that what the internet is for?" She spread her towel out on the couch, sitting down carefully and trying not to visually scout for used and forgotten tissues. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 21:34:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah grinned as Penny joked about it, looking over his shoulder and through the door as she retreated towards the couch. He caught a glimpse of her ass and made an appreciative sound. "Mmmhm! I don't think you need to worry about your ass, babe." He winked at her and ladled out two bowls full of gumbo, balancing the bowls and bottles carefully as he headed to the living room. He laid the bowls and beer out on the coffee table in front of the couch, offering Penny a good look at his naked backside as he did so. Laughing, Duke turned to look back at Penny. "You ever try watching porn on dial-up? No thank you. Nah uh." He shook his head, still laughing a little as he plopped down onto the couch beside her and wrapped one arm behind her shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 21:51:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny 'stealthily' reached up and squeezed Duke's ass in response to him bending over. "I don't watch porn, my brothers each got a few whoopings for it and the idea of your brother doing... you know, <em>that</em>, kind of puts a girl off the stuff."&nbsp; She shrugged and reached for the beer, still a little pink, not mentioning her parents' attitudes toward it which had somewhat colored her own.&nbsp; Of course she also knew that that was more honored in the breech since she'd also found a stack of her father's Playboys when she was hunting for something in the garage as a teenager. Penny snuggled in against Duke's body, holding up the movie she'd picked. "This ok with you?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 21:55:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke grinned as he sat down, looking at Penny a little incredulously at her claim of not watching porn. He laughed at the mention of family getting caught with that sort of thing, nodding. "Try living in a house with siblings and cousins and nieces and nephews coming in and out all the time. We may not have all lived together at the same time, but we've all shared a roof at one time or another... and let me tell you, the things you hear..." He laughed again and shook his head, tightening his arm around Penny as she held up the case. "Sounds good to me, is it in?" He looked towards the DVD player, a strange sight underneath the old TV, and then glanced around for the remote.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 22:01:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah, not yet, I wanted to give you a chance to say no." Penny cuddled in a little closer before pulling away and standing, walking over to the DVD player and kneeling back down to put it in.&nbsp; She scrupulously avoided looking at the porn again, opening the tray and sticking the DVD in, gently pushing it closed.&nbsp; "You've got a big family?&nbsp; Do they live around here?" She stood back up, brushing off her knees and then settling back down on the couch, reaching for her beer and taking a sip. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 22:07:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Penny got up, Duke grabbed his gumbo and began to eat, picking up the remote and pressing play once Penny got close to the couch. "Some of us do, not everybody. And we're not all as close as you might think." He smiled at her, a hint of sadness in his eyes as he put the bowl aside and wrapped an arm around Penny's shoulders, snuggling her close to him as the movie began to play.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 22:44:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the movie ended, Penny pulled back from Duke's lips with a happy sound, her lips and tongue actually a little tired from all the kissing.&nbsp; It had felt a little weird to make out over the more religiously themed parts of the movie, but she had earnestly tried to just watch it and after the bowls were empty had just found herself drawn to his lips.&nbsp; She could still taste herself on him, and it was surprisingly pleasant, a sweet and tangy taste, though she wasn't sure she would admit that she enjoyed it.&nbsp; "Time for bed?" She presumed they'd have a full conversation at some point, probably when they weren't in a place where they could maul each other. She'd learned a little bit about his family and interests, but soon after that their mouths had been occupied and the conversation had tapered off. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 23:12:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The movie had been long forgotten but Duke wasn't complaining a bit as Penny pulled back, hearing the credits rolling. He grinned and licked his lips as he gazed into her eyes, yawning a little as if to punctuate her question. "Sounds good to me." He stretched his arms up above his head, arching his back a little as he stretched muscular shoulders, muscles flexing under dark skin. "Good movie, huh?" He winked at her and lifted himself up from the couch, offering Penny his hand to help her up. Once they were up he turned off the TV and DVD player, rubbing his face as he made his way to the bathroom and rinsed off his toothbrush to brush his teeth. Before he started, he ducked out into the hall, calling out to Penny. "I've got a spare toothbrush in the medicine cabinet if you need one, never been used." Not waiting for a response he began brushing his teeth, staring at himself in the mirror with a boyish grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 23:21:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks, I was hoping I wasn't going to have to share... there's some weird mental difference between kissing with tongue and sharing a toothbrush." Penny dug the toothbrush out and wet it, filching a dab of toothpaste and meeting Duke's eyes in the mirror as she brushed her teeth.&nbsp; <em>It feels as though we skipped some dating steps in here somewhere and went straight to 'living together' or at least 'long term long distance relationship'.</em>&nbsp; She didn't want to be the first to spit in the sink, so she kept going, sort of waiting for him to take the slightly icky plunge first. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 23:25:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke nodded as he brushed his teeth, unable or unwilling to speak. He spit and rinsed, a little more open about it than she was, and when he was finished he rinsed off his toothbrush and put it away. "Did...did we skip up the chain somewhere?" He laughed as he looked at her and then shook his head, taking a washrag from the sink and washing his face off with hot water. "It feels like we missed a couple of vital steps, somewhere along the way, or is that just me?" He was both talking to Penny and musing aloud, which was made apparent as he walked away in mid conversation, heading down the hallway and to his bedroom. The room was actually less messy than the rest of the house, though the bed was unmade. He took some time fixing the sheets and turning them down, waiting beside the bed for Penny with a soft grin. "Ladies first."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 23:47:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny spat and rinsed her mouth out, washing her face.&nbsp; "That whole first through tenth date sort of vanished, didn't they?&nbsp; Just don't pull a ring on me in the morning or something, I'd have to take off on foot and naked."&nbsp; She said it as she looked around Duke's bedroom, then glanced over at him, "If you want to take me back to my motel I'd understand, you know." She wasn't eager to go, but she wanted to give the man an out, not settling down in his bed before he gave her an answer.&nbsp; She kept struggling to offer him a chance to put on the brakes, and he seemed content to go at the speed of sound, but she felt like one of them had to at least give the other a chance to slow things down. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 09:59:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;When Penny spoke up about the motel, Duke looked her in the eye. "Hey, listen... I'm a leap before you look kind of guy. I'm not going to be upset if you want to put on the brakes, but don't look at me to do it. I'm not that kind of cat." He smirked slightly at his own joke. "But, you say the word and I'll put on some clothes and drive you back to your motel right now. Otherwise, why don't you get your sweet ass in bed, and we'll discuss the future in the morning." He winked at her and bit his bottom lip, sucking it in slightly as he waited for her answer. The look in his eye was almost a challenge, his smile widening a bit as he waited for her response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 20:27:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny laughed, the tone a little incredulous but also happy. She hopped into bed, wiggling in between the sheets and cuddling into the bed, pulling the blankets up comfortably and lifting the other side for Duke.&nbsp; "I figured I should give you the chance. Despite... I guess a little evidence to the contrary... I'm not usually the kind of girl who falls into bed with a man the first day I meet him." <em>I certainly don't usually want to have the "define our relationship" talk this early into knowing someone.</em> She met his eyes, expression frank, "Not that I mind a fling." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 20:34:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke slowly eased into bed beside Penny, pulling the blanket up over his body as he laid on his back. He reached across and slid one arm under Penny' head, looking over at her. "I'm not either, though a good fling is sometimes good for the soul." He bit his lip and turned towards her slowly. "But, something tells me this ain't just a fling." He smiled softly, reaching back behind him and turning off the nearby lamp to darken the room. His eyes never left hers, even in the dark. The moonlight from outside lit the room just enough that he could still look at her and he took every opportunity he had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 21:03:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I had that feeling, too." Penny scooted in closer to him, getting her body pressed comfortably against his, her head resting on his upper arm. She smiled back at him, blinking as her eyes started adjusting to the darkness. She reached up carefully, running her fingertips over Duke's cheek, her leg looping around his thigh.&nbsp; She bit back a reflexive 'I love you,' knowing for certain that it wasn't time for that yet, and settling for planting soft kisses on his pec and shoulder. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 21:07:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmhm." Duke made soft sounds of pleasure as Penny's body pressed up against the side of his, her body seeming to fit perfectly in the contours of his own. He turned into her hand and kissed her fingertips gently, feeling her leg looping over his thigh and pressing against the soft but thick length between his legs. He closed his eyes as she kissed over his pecs and shoulder, his head falling back into the worn but soft pillow under him. His free arm reached up and across, running slowly through Penny's bright red hair as she kissed his skin, his breathing slowing as he relaxed in the darkness of his room. As he lay there, Duke reflected on the day, still not entirely understanding how he got from this morning to now. He smiled at that thought and lifted his head just enough to look down at Penny, muttering to himself. "Doesn't matter."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 21:20:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm?" Penny tilted her head, making a soft, questioning sound as she looked up at him.&nbsp; She reached up, pulling her slightly damp hair out of its ponytail so it would finish drying overnight. Her hair smelled like Duke's shampoo, and it was soft against his arm.&nbsp; She loved the warmth and solidity of him, the bulk of muscle and the softness of his skin.&nbsp; She could feel his cock against her thigh and it took every bit of her sleepy self control to stop herself from grinding against him to try to get him to climb on top of her in his comfortable bed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 21:24:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke shook his head and smiled as Penny pulled her hair out of its ponytail, watching her soft damp hair fanning out over her shoulder and his chest. "Nothing, just thinking out loud." He muttered the words sleepily as he breathed her in, smelling his shampoo in her hair and letting out a soft moan. He moved a little against her, grinding just slightly against her thigh as he attempted to get comfortable, finally settling again with his cock just slightly starting to fill out once more. He ignored it as best he could and closed his eyes, kissing the top of Penny's damp head. "Goodnight, Penny."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 21:33:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Night, Duke." Penny snuggled in and let herself drift, extending her senses to check their surroundings once more before bed. It was reflexive, and soothing as she didn't see any strong probabilities of anything going wrong in the next couple hours.&nbsp; She sighed contentedly, very aware of the slight throb of Duke's cock against her leg but making herself ignore it as she slid into sleep. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 21:45:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke took great comfort in knowing that with Penny's abilities, they were probably the safest together that he'd felt in a long time. He held Penny close to him as she began to drift off, breathing in the sweet scent of her hair as he let sleep take hold. He purred just a little in his sleep, hand kneading slightly at Penny's shoulders and upper back. <br><br>Duke had no idea how long they had slept, but he awoke with a start at the sound of the screen door opening soon followed by the main front door. "Duke! Did you hear about Chuck? DUKE?!" The shrill woman's voice carried through the small house and Jeremiah groaned softly, pulling himself gently away from Penny and easing out of bed. He stayed as quiet as he could, finding a pair of shorts to slip on as he came out into the living room, rubbing his face. "You know, May May, some people knock, or even call, before they show up at someone's house. What time is it, anyway?" He forced himself not to look back at the bedroom, having closed the door on his way out. He hoped Penny would sleep through this, or at least stay quiet. The last thing he needed was explaining Penny to his great aunt this way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 21:57:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny jolted awake, grabbing the blankets and pulling them up around her as she heard the unfamiliar voice. <em>Shitshitshit...</em>&nbsp; She was grateful when Duke shut the door, easing out of bed as quietly as she could and looking for clothes or at least somewhere to hide. She spotted a pair of shorts and a Hornets jersey on the floor, picking them up cautiously and sniffing them.&nbsp; They were at least mostly clean, worn once or twice but not for anything too sweaty or dirty, and she pulled them on.&nbsp; It was probably better to be caught wearing his clothes than naked, she speculated, though neither was really ideal.&nbsp; She considered exerting her Luck to hide, but even in her sleepy state she figured that that might not be the best use of her abilities, besides which if whoever it was was a relative of Duke's it was possible that they'd be able to smell her out anyway. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 22:10:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aunt May May was standing in the middle of the living room, dressed in what looked like her Sunday best with her hands on her hips. She was a lean woman, once dark hair gray with age and her skin darker than Duke's. Duke stood in front of her, not apologetic at all about his appearance at this hour. "Yeah, I heard about him. He's got to pay for what he did, May May." The woman clicked her tongue and shook her head, muttering under her breath about 'raising the boys right'. "He's your own kin, boy. You ought to show more respect than that." She stepped up towards Duke, nostrils flaring. "And what is that smell?" She sniffed around him and gasped in shock. "Jeremiah Nathaniel Polk! Your poor cousin is dragged off to serve time for Lord knows how long, and you see fit to give in to carnal desires. If your daddy could see you..." <br><br>Duke growled a little and cut her off. "If Daddy was here, he'd smell of gin and cheap perfume, and we both know it. Don't you dare talk to me about him. As for Chuck, whether or not that filthy mutt deserved what came to him, we live in a human world, and have to live by human laws." He glanced at the game warden hat hanging up in the hallway, as if using that to make his point. His great aunt scoffed and huffed, then looked up at Jeremiah with her arms opening. "Well... you better come here and give your Aunt May a hug, at least." Duke sighed and stepped up, wrapping his arms around the shorter woman, hugging her close. "I love you, May May." He muttered the words against the top of her head as he hugged her for a few moments then let go. "Now, if you're done, its early and I don't have to be at work today, so I'm going to climb back into bed. If you want to come by for breakfast in a couple of hours, call first." He looked down at her and adjusted his shorts, waiting for her response before he moved.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 22:30:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny let her breath out in a slow woosh as she heard the raised voices though she couldn't quite make out all the words, finding a window and sneaking over to it. She lifted the blind slowly, peeking out and eying the terrain below the window before she realized how ridiculous she was being.&nbsp; <em>We're both grown. It's not like someone's going to come in here with a switch.</em>&nbsp; She straightened the sheets up, anyway, and ran fingers through her hair, waiting to see what Duke was going to do about whoever "May May" was.&nbsp; She sat down on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs at the knee and watching the door. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 22:38:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				May May huffed again and made a big show of being upset about the way that Duke was acting. "Well...well, at least go and visit your cousin before too long. You know he won't do well in prison." Jeremiah sighed and simply nodded. "Yes, Auntie." With that, she took one look around and leaned in, 'whispering' though loud enough to be heard. "She ain't here, is she? You didn't bring your floozy home with you, did you?" Jeremiah growled a little, looking down at her. "I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that. You have a good day now, Auntie." May May huffed again and muttered a "Well, I never!" as she gathered herself up and headed towards the door. "You're coming this Sunday, right?" "We'll see, if I don't have to work." With that, and pretending like nothing ill had come between them, Aunt May May headed out the door and into the driveway, towards her large Cadillac. Without looking over her shoulder she called out. "If this one sticks around, bring her on by!" With that, she got into her car, and Jeremiah slammed the door a little harder than he meant, growling under his breath as he came back towards the bedroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 22:53:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny had closed her eyes, not wanting to eavesdrop but at the same time really wanting to hear what was said. She felt her cheeks flaming with embarrassment, vision slightly narrowed with anger.&nbsp; She took a few slow breaths, realizing she was gripping her hands together hard enough that her knuckles were going white and letting go, flexing her fingers.&nbsp; She leaned forward, rubbing her forehead with her fingertips and working her fingers through her soft hair.&nbsp; <em>'Floozy'?&nbsp; It's not even close to the worst thing I've been called, but it sure does sting coming from one of his kin.</em>&nbsp; She heard Duke's footsteps coming toward the bedroom door, trying to collect herself a little. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 23:01:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke slammed the door open, not quite looking at Penny as he growled. "Of all the... that fucking..." He was so angry he wasn't quite completing his sentences, pacing a little as he flexed his hands, growling under his breath. "<em>Floozy</em>? Who does she think she is?" He finally looked up at Penny as he said it, chest heaving a little. "Well..." He breathed out, collecting himself slowly. "Not exactly the way I wanted you to meet the family..." He gave a half smile, trying to lighten the mood a little as he slowly gathered himself. "That was my great aunt May May... sort of the unofficial Mother Hen of the whole family."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 23:10:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've been called worse, but... it's not exactly the best start, is it?" Penny quirked her eyebrows, wondering what Duke was going to do if his family decided they didn't like her.&nbsp; She knew that her face was still flaming, silently cursing the way her emotions showed on her face.&nbsp; She'd always had a temper, but she'd worked hard to get it under control, and she wasn't about to let it come out here even if she'd had ample provocation.&nbsp; "What do you want to do? I'm not sure if she meant the invitation or the insult more." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 23:19:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah looked into Penny's face carefully as she spoke, suckling his bottom lip as he saw the fire in her eyes and the redness on her face. He stepped forward and touched her cheek gently, taking a deep breath. "Well, after that showing I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't want anything to do with them. But, they're family, and I will have to go out there if I don't want to hear about it for another month." He laughed a little, drawing his hand down her cheek and jaw before dropping it away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 23:27:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny took a slow breath, then another, keeping herself from standing up and pacing by a narrow margin.&nbsp; "Let... let me think about it for a second."&nbsp; She caught his hand, and picked it back up, very gently kissing his palm before turning his hand over to brush her lips over his knuckles.&nbsp; "I may not think much of the way she was talking about me, but... I've got family who aren't exactly prizes of racial tolerance that you're going to meet eventually." She winced, looking up at him. "I like you, a lot, even if we are skipping so many steps.&nbsp; How much am I going to have to bite my tongue if I go over there?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 23:31:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's breath caught as Penny kissed over his well worked hand, watching her soft, supple lips brush along his thick knuckles. He bit his lip as she talked, watching her eyes and smirking a little as she winced. "Racial intolerance is... well, kinda a way of life." He shrugged a little and stepped in closer to Penny, eyes locked to hers. "I like you too, and if you want to wait we can, but I'd love for you to meet my family eventually." When she asked about holding her tongue he laughed a little. "It's not like May May or Uncle Mack are going to, why should you?" He winked at her, joking a little but enjoying the thought of her mouthing off to his family.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 23:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I do try to take the high road.&nbsp; And besides, there're some things you can say to your family that other people can't.&nbsp; Are they going to be the only people there?" Penny cringed as she thought of something, "Do you think they know we brought your cousin in?&nbsp; That's the kind of thing that can split a family, even if they are close..." She chewed her bottom lip, wondering exactly how much Chuck was going to tell the people who went to visit him in jail. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 23:57:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Penny chewed at her lip, Duke ran his hand up her cheek and brushed his thumb along her forehead slowly, almost petting her. "Like I told you, I've got a big family. And I'm not the only one not settled down right now, so you can always bet on a few new faces with new girlfriends and boyfriends, fucks of the week..." He paused as he said that, smirking slightly. "As for Chuck, I'm sure if they don't already know, he'll tell anybody that comes to visit. They know how I feel about what he did though, so it shouldn't come as a shock to anyone." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 00:19:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Girlfriends and fucks of the week, huh?&nbsp; One thing his aunt's right about, I've set myself up pretty well for them to see me as the second one.</em>&nbsp; Penny wasn't used to having to think about other peoples' opinions when she was away from home.&nbsp; "I'm going to need to buy a dress."&nbsp; Her jaw had set a little with determination, "And I think I've got a little makeup back at the hotel."&nbsp; <em>I may not be able to make a good impression, but there's no way that it'll be because I didn't try.</em>&nbsp; She was a tomboy by nature, but she knew how to clean up and look a little girly if she needed to, and a bloodstained tanktop and BDUs, even if they washed them, weren't going to cut it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 00:22:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah raised an eyebrow at Penny's words, letting his eyes wander downward as he considered her body for a moment, nodding. "Alright then." He grinned a little wider as he looked into her eyes. "We've got a couple of days before that, still. No need to get worked up about it just yet." He stepped closer and wrapped a hand over the back of Penny's head, guiding her head in against his taut stomach. "I think they'll love you, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 00:35:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny nodded, then nuzzled in against Jeremiah's stomach, feeling the hard, flat muscle under her cheek. She breathed in, smelling the clean, masculine scent of him.&nbsp; She was still practically buzzing with tension and lingering anger, but the closeness was helping her calm down a little.&nbsp; She slid one arm around the back of his thighs, making a quiet noise of growing contentment. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 00:40:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah mirrored Penny's soft sounds, stroking his fingers through her hair. He looked down at her, seeing her in the light of a new day and without the rush of adrenaline pumping through him. He smiled a little wider as he realized that nothing about the night before felt wrong still. He still really liked her, and felt like those feelings were growing rapidly. Love was still something he was not willing to profess, not yet... but even that, in the back of his mind, he could see happening. He licked his lips slowly as he tightened his fingers in her hair a little, feeling an all too familiar stirring in his shorts as she nuzzled into his flat stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 00:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What was that about carnal desires?"&nbsp; Penny could feel movement under her cheek, looking down with a little smile. "I guess if I'm going to be called a floozy, I might as well play the part." Her fingers slid lightly under the waistband of his shorts, not pushing them down but teasing under them lightly.&nbsp; She looked up at Duke, seeing if he was up for a little romp, "Or we could go back to bed if you're still tired. I figure a nap afterward would be pretty nice..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 00:56:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah smirked at Penny's question, about to answer before her teasing fingers pulled a soft moan from his lips. "Uhnnn..." His lips were parted as she teased under the waistband of his shorts, feeling his cock pressing up to her touch like it was reaching for her. "Just to be clear...nnn...you're no floozy." He licked his lips as he looked down at her, tightening his fingers in her hair and pushing her face down towards the waistband of his shorts. "And a nap after sounds like a plan."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 01:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny squirmed around on the bed to get on her knees, pushing down Duke's shorts and freeing his hard cock. "Well, someone just said the right thing."&nbsp; She ran the tip of her tongue over the top of his cock, sinking down to knees and elbows as she licked around the base of his cock. She was trying to keep aware of his reactions, her cheek brushing against his shaft as she worked back up to the tip, catching it between her lips and sucking softly. The hair on his mound was shaved pretty much clean, which gave her something nice to rub her fingers over, propping herself on one elbow. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 01:20:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah grinned as Penny squirmed around onto her knees, groaning as his hard, thick shaft sprung free. He gasped as her tongue ran over the large head of his cock, the veins throbbing already. He closed his eyes as her tongue ran down to the base of his cock and balls, fingers tightening in her hair. Every time her lips or tongue or skin brushed a new part of him he shivered, feeling his cock expanding, thickening against her&nbsp; face. He spread his legs and let his shorts drop to the floor, watching her mouth spread around the heavy head of his cock as she sucked softly at him. "Mmmm remind me to keep saying the right things then..." He laughed a little, the sound almost breathless as she rubbed over the mound above his cock and the taut muscles of the lower parts of his stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 01:31:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was pretty much no way that Penny was going to get all of Jeremiah's cock down her throat.&nbsp; She was honestly pleased with the size and thickness of his shaft, though he wasn't the biggest she'd ever been with he was still impressive.&nbsp; <em>And he tastes amazing.</em>&nbsp; She made a noise of pleasure, slowly stroking her lips over the head of his cock, pushing down gradually to see just how much she was going to be able to take, her tongue flicking and teasing as she got him nice and slick. Her hand came down to very gently cup his heavy balls, moving them in her palm lightly.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 01:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's sounds of pleasure sent quakes through Jeremiah's groin, and he moaned deeply as he watched her try so hard to get her lips all the way down his cock. His eyes widened a bit, impressed with how far she was going as her tongue teased at him to get him good and slick. He spread his legs more as she cupped his heavy sac, leaning forward a little as she massaged and stroked his balls. "Fuck Penny... that feels so fucking amazing..." He groaned the words as he began to very lightly rock his hips, not wanting to choke her but needing to move as the pleasure began to rise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 04:28:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny eased back to give him a little room to thrust, sucking gently still and enjoying the way his cock slid between her lips. She kept noticing the contrast of their skin tones with shivers of enjoyment and was trying not to think too much about what that might mean, keeping her hand in her field of vision so she could appreciate it.&nbsp; She worked her tongue over the deep channel on the underside of his shaft, bobbing her head in time with the motion of his hips and making noises of enjoyment in answer to his words. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 04:41:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke watched his cock sliding in and out of Penny's pale, soft lips with sounds of enjoyment, admiring the contrast of his dark shaft and her pale skin. He groaned as her tongue worked over the deep channel under his cock, that thick vein throbbing against her tongue with each stroke. He began to fuck her face just a little harder as she bobbed with him, the heavy head of his cock tapping the back of her mouth and the entrance of her throat when he pushed a little harder. "Ohhh...good god..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 03:14:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny forced down all the probabilities where she gagged or choked, working on relaxing her throat as she felt him push in more firmly.&nbsp; She slurped, not sure if he'd enjoy her drooling down his shaft, looking up Duke's body to meet his eyes in the half light of his room.&nbsp; The bed springs creaked under her knees and elbow, the blankets a little awkwardly bunched up under her and the jersey hanging loose around her neck to expose her breasts.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 03:32:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke watched hungrily as Penny slurped and sucked over his thick cock, his eyes meeting hers with a shudder that rocked his entire body. He rocked his hips slowly&nbsp; but firmly still, the only real sound between them the creaking of the old bed springs. He licked his lips as he glanced down her body and saw her exposed tits, grinning as an idea practically shone on his face. He pulled out of Penny's mouth after a few moments and stroked his heavy cock at the same pace she had been going, then sped up a little as he began to grunt with pleasure. The first few drops dripped out of his cock and over his fingers before a thick rope of cum sprayed out against the jersey and Penny's beautiful breasts. He groaned at the sight and stroked harder, cum spraying over her throat and chin, some landing on her lips and cheeks as he emptied himself on her, her name falling off his open lips. "Fuck...Nnnn...Penny!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 04:57:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny gasped, licking her lips and frowning slightly as she saw the probability that was most likely as Jeremiah stroked his cock.&nbsp; <em>Not quite what I was hoping for, someone's been watching too many dirty DVDs.&nbsp; Oh well... dodge or catch...</em> She felt the first splatters of creamy cum on her chest and throat, tilting her chin up to avoid getting a faceful, though she caught some stray drops on her chin and lips.&nbsp; She didn't, quite, grumble about it, but her mouth was quirked in little grimace. Nonetheless, she dipped a finger in the cum sliding down her chest, licking her fingertip clean. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 05:09:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah heard a slight sound as he opened his eyes, frowning a little at the look on Penny's face. <em>Well, fuck.</em> He gritted his teeth a little, expecting from experience to get a mouthful of annoyed or angry words. He relaxed a little as he saw Penny licking his cum from her fingertip, grinning a little at the sight and stepping away just a little. "Here, let me get you something..." He headed over to the small dresser near the bed and grabbed a handful of tissues, sucking on his bottom lip as he handed the wad to her. "Couldn't help myself, I knew you'd look sexy as hell like that. And, I was right, for the record." He nodded affirmatively, sitting down on the bed next to Penny as she cleaned herself up. His eyes dropped to his cock, still hard even after that. The grin on his face widened a bit as he slowly ran his hand over his cock, gathering a little cum from the tip and coating his shaft with it, just gently playing with it now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 06:01:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny blinked, her hand tightening around the tissues she had been using with silent irritation to clean up the mess of hot cum on her chest. <em>I... Seriously?!</em> She made a low noise of anger, dragging off the jersey and shorts as she stood and half throwing them on the floor. She had been ready to deal with it, just suck it up and try not to let it get to her, but Jeremiah's cocky little line had her boiling with shame and anger that she was just barely keeping in check. "I'm going to go wash off." Her tight tone made her basic sentiments perfectly clear even if she didn't say anything directly and she turned to stalk out of the bedroom. <em> If this is how he treats a potential girlfriend I don't want to see how he treats someone he doesn't respect.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 06:18:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's eyebrows raised as Penny threw his clothes on the floor and got up. He didn't, quite, reach out to stop her as she stalked out, looking after her for a moment. <em>The hell? It's just a little jizz...</em> He took a deep breath, pushing those thoughts down as he got up off the bed and pulled his shorts up with a snap at the waist. "Like they told us in boot camp... dig up." He made a slightly irritated sound that was close to a laugh as he walked after Penny, expecting that she went to the bathroom to clean up. He stood outside of the bathroom door, resting one hand on the frame and thinking over his words carefully. It took a minute or two to get through the post-orgasmic haze but he slowly formed thoughts that he hoped would alleviate the situation. "Hey... listen, I'm sorry. Got caught up in the moment, and I thought it'd be hot. Can't say as it was my brightest moment." He didn't quite laugh, but hoped the self-deprecating humor might thaw the ice a little before his tone got serious again. "I'm real sorry, I'm sure after May May's comments that wasn't what you wanted at all." He felt like he was stumbling in the dark a little but hoped that the direction he was heading was at least sloping upward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 18:52:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny had been standing at the sink, running the water to get it hot and just staring at her fingers in the stream of it as she fumed. Duke's approach made her stiffen, but she listened to him when he didn't seem like he was going to start pounding on the door.&nbsp; Her eyes prickled and she tried not to actually snarl at them, as if that would make them stop that shit. She took a few moment to process what he'd said as she wet the edge of the towel that had been damp the night before, using a little soap to wipe the drying mess off of her chest and throat. "...Do you mean that?" Her thoughts were straightening out again, loosening from the tangled loop of anger and hurt that they'd been caught up in. "It's not that I even really care that much about that, but right then, and this early, and right after she'd called me a slut... I really didn't need a porn star moment.&nbsp; And then you... it seemed like you didn't really care that I wasn't into it because it turned you on." She was speaking through the door, but she'd shut the water off so he could hear her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 19:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Penny actually began to talk back, Jeremiah felt a weight lifting off his shoulders. He leaned back against the wall next to the door, turning his head and speaking through the closed door. "Of course I mean it, baby." He turned a little along the wall and reached up, placing a hand against the door without pushing. "And, whatever it may have looked like... you're better than any porn star." The compliment wasn't his strongest, and Jeremiah flinched a little even as he said it, changing directions slowly. "I wouldn't be thinking about taking a porn star out to dinners and movies and fishing and hunting..." He realized he was rambling a little and cleared his throat. "I thought it'd be hot for both of us, and I really am sorry, Penny. Listen... can you open the door? Please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 19:22:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny thought about it for a few beats, then slowly unlocked and opened the bathroom door, peeking out and extending her senses a little bit to make sure she wasn't about to get bodily thrown out or something. "I'm still mad at you." She knew her eyes were wet even if she wasn't actually crying, and her voice was a little choked by it.&nbsp; &nbsp; She wiped them, irritated by the fact that she was that upset, on the back of her hand, jaw a little tight with annoyance at the unfairness of the fact that she would start crying because she was angry. <em>No one takes you seriously when you're pissed at them and crying.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 19:30:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know, and I don't expect that to change that fast." He gave a slight smile as he looked at her, very slowly reaching up to wipe her cheek. He watched her as he reached for her, not wanting to anger her more and hoping she wouldn't respond violently to the touch. "Do you... do you want me to take you back to your motel?" He paused before he offered, hoping she wouldn't take him up on it but ready to take her if she said yes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 22:00:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny didn't resist Duke's touch, keeping her eyes on his. As he asked if she wanted to go back to her motel she sighed, seeming to slump in place a little as some of the tension left her. "Nah... if you'd asked two minutes ago I would've been ready to walk there, but no."&nbsp; She hesitantly stepped in against his body, leaning lightly against his chest and hoping he wasn't mad enough, himself, to dislike the contact. "I've got... kind of a temper." It wasn't an apology, but it was something close to one.&nbsp; "I'm sure you didn't notice." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 22:16:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding as Penny stepped in against him. He reached one arm up behind her back and cradled her head, spreading his large hand out over the back of her head gently. At her near-apology he made a sound that was almost a laugh, leaning in and kissing Penny's temple. His other hand came around and rested at the top of her ass, just holding there as he held her to him. "Couldn't even tell." The line was delivered deadpan, and Jeremiah gently guided Penny's head to his shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 01:14:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny slid her arms slowly around Jeremiah's waist, breathing him in and rubbing her jaw against his chest and shoulder.&nbsp; She half-shivered as his lips brushed her temple, smiling just a little even as she blinked the last of the water out of her eyes. "I've had some... shady guys around me lately.&nbsp; I'm a little jumpy." <em>And apparently jumping to conclusions, too.</em> "I've just had enough of men acting nice until all of a sudden that turns out to have been fake." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 01:21:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah took a couple of deep and relaxing breaths as Penny's arms slid around his waist. He grinned down at her as she rubbed against his chest and shoulder, smirking softly. "Pretty soon you're gonna start purring." He winked at her and stroked her hair slowly, turning serious again. "With me, what you see is what you get... especially once you've learned what I am." He tilted her head back slowly and looked into her eyes. "There is nothing about me that's fake, or false. I try to tell it like it is, leaves less room for lies and deceit." His eyes sparkled a little as a bit of light caught them, his smile deepening the dimples in his cheeks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 01:32:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You want me to purr?" Penny laughed softly, "I'm pretty sure I can't do it as well as you can."&nbsp; She met his eyes, hands sliding and rubbing over his back as she seemed to be trying to burrow her whole body almost into his. "You have no idea how much I appreciate that.&nbsp; You're also pretty unlikely to try to make me fight you or drink my blood without my go-ahead, and I appreciate that, too." She reached up with a fingertip and touched one of his dimples. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 01:41:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah laughed softly, his arms tightening around her as she seemed to be trying to burrow into his solid muscles. He tightened one hand in her hair and cocked his head, raising his eyebrows. "You have... certainly involved yourself with an interesting crowd." He laughed a little and turned in towards her fingers, kissing over them gently. "The worst you're gonna get from me is a screw up like before, or wanting my freedom for a weekend or so from time to time." He looked down at her, sucking at his bottom lip. "We cats, we're solitary creatures, you know? Don't really do the whole settling down thing all that well..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 01:49:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That part wasn't much fun." It wasn't entirely clear whether Penny was referring to the encounters she'd mentioned or the screw up, but she leaned against him with growing comfort.&nbsp; "Hm... you know I'm kind of looking to settle down. I didn't think I was, but... I dunno, meeting you kind of changed my mind.&nbsp; Do you think you could handle that?&nbsp; A weekend out with your buddies sometimes is fine, I plan to keep working if I can." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 01:55:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah tensed up a little as Penny spoke, wincing at her question. "I...hm..." He took a breath, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth slowly. "This might be something we have to visit later on, but suffice to say I'm certainly happy focusing on you right now." He hoped it was enough, looking into Penny's eyes as he said it. His kind was almost notorious for their need to roam, and he was no different. He hoped that Penny would come to understand that. "I have to say, if I was thinking about settling down, I couldn't pick a better mate." He almost mumbled the words, musing aloud as he looked over the top of Penny's head into blank space.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 02:24:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny winced as well, then nodded. "I guess I thought that was what you meant." She let the silence stretch for a moment, then shrugged a little.&nbsp; She made herself relax and ran her fingertips over his hipbones. <em>Don't get your heart set on him, girl.</em>&nbsp; She gave him a gentle squeeze at his mumbled words, taking them to be a gentle no and letting it go for the moment. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 02:33:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The silence was almost deafening, but Jeremiah let it stretch on as long as Penny wanted it to. He felt her relax and let out a slow breath, reaching up and stroking her cheek gently. "How about we get away from these heavy topics, and find something fun to do for a little while?" He spoke with a slightly forced chipper attitude, hoping to create the change in the atmosphere by starting it himself. "Anything at all you want to do, I'm your man for the day."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 02:42:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, can you run me by the hotel so I can change into something that fits me a little better?"&nbsp; She went along with it, trying to run through her conversation with him the night before to see what she might have misinterpreted before she gave up.&nbsp; <em>Whatever. Too good to be true, just enjoy the fling.</em>&nbsp; She fought back disappointment with a little shrug, stepping back and looking up at him. "What do you want to do?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 02:45:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah saw the disappointment flicker across Penny's face but then it disappeared. His heart felt heavy as he saw that but he went along as she fought it down. He shook his head, giving a slight smirk as he rested his hands on his hips. "Nah uh... I said, anything you want to do. We'll run by your room and get whatever you need, and then anything at all that you want to do, we'll do." He looked down at himself, grinning softly. "Just let me get changed first, and we'll get going." With that, Jeremiah pulled away and headed back into the bedroom, going through his closet for something both comfortable and nice enough to be seen in public.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 03:06:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny went back into the bathroom, pulling on her BDU pants and bra, bundling up her panties and shoving her tank top in the trash.&nbsp; "Can I borrow that t-shirt I wore last night so I don't have to do the walk of shame half naked or covered in blood?"&nbsp; She made her tone cheerful, taking some slow breaths to work through the welter of feelings that came up.&nbsp; "I'll give it back, I promise."&nbsp; She considered what she might want to do, licking her lips. "Is your Aunt May coming over for breakfast?&nbsp; I might need some suggestions about what there is to do for fun around here." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 03:17:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah came out wearing a pair of comfortable black pants, pulling an old LSU jersey on over his torso. It didn't fit as well as it looked like it once did, but it fit well enough to be reminiscent of Duke's football days. He held the t-shirt in one hand that she had asked for, gazing into her eyes. "Walk of shame, huh?" He tried, and failed, to make it a joke as he stepped up and handed the shirt to her. After a few moments of silence, Duke looked up into Penny's eyes. "Listen, about what I said... I know it must look like I led you on." He was struggling with the words, as seemed so common with her thus far. "I am looking for a mate, like I said. And I really think you could be her. But, when people talk about settling down, they talk about family and kids and mortgages and golf." He laughed a little, leaning back against the wall and sighing deeply. "I ain't ready for all that. I like to go to the club, give in to the chase, the hunt from time to time. I like to go down to the old sports bar and see how many numbers my old football stories can get me. But, I also like to come home, knowing that no matter what you did while I was gone, or who with, I've got someone I can count on waiting for me. I know, it ain't traditional, but there it is." He rubbed his hands over his face, tensing up as he waited to hear what she had to say in response. Duke wasn't used to talking this much about his feelings, and after the last couple of days he was ready to give it up again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 04:42:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Oh <strong>hell </strong>no.</em>&nbsp; Penny's jaw set and she unclenched it and licked her lips slowly, struggling to fight down her automatic response. She was getting more than tired of feeling jerked around by her emotions, but she took some time to find any sort of common ground. "Look... you really don't owe me an explanation, but for what it's worth I'm not ready for kids and all that yet, either.&nbsp; I've got a job that's... honestly probably too dangerous for somebody's mother to be doing. My powers give me an edge but that doesn't mean I can't get hurt." She looked up at him, expression serious, "I was always raised to think that if someone was stepping out on their girlfriend that was the worst kind of disrespect short of putting their hands on them.&nbsp; Would you be asking me to wait at home while you did... whatever?" She shook her head slightly, "It's not really flirting, the chase, I mind, so long as if you're out with me you're out with <em>me</em>--especially if we weren't somewhere where your family or mine was going to find out and give you and me crap over it--but I don't know how I'd handle my man going to bed with some woman I didn't know from Eve and bringing home God knows what.&nbsp; Or ending up someone else's baby's daddy.&nbsp; Or have some woman realize in the morning that she wants more than a one night stand."&nbsp; <em>I could certainly understand her feelings, if she did.</em> "I could handle people looking at me like I couldn't keep you at home, maybe, but I'd raise holy hell if I lost my man to someone he picked up at the bar when I was looking the other way.&nbsp; I guess if that's not what you're looking for then maybe we just have the fun we can and call it a day when I need to go on back home." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>11-07-2013, 10:01:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah could feel the hair standing up on the back of his neck as he looked into Penny's eyes. He wouldn't have believed it without seeing it but he swore he saw actual fire in her eyes. He stayed tense as she began to speak, using the wall for support. His eyes stayed locked to hers, staying strong as she explained her feelings. He gave a slight nod when she talked about her upbringing, running a hand back through his short cropped hair. When he spoke he gave the slightest of smiles, one that was sweet. "I wouldn't be asking you to wait for anything. It ain't an easy lifestyle, and I get that. I wouldn't be asking you to do anything I wouldn't expect to do myself, or would I ask you to let me do anything I wouldn't want you doing. As for being out with you..." He paused for a moment, the smile on his face widening a little bit but he kept it in check. "When I'm out with you, I don't expect to have eyes for anybody else. I agree with you, that stepping out on your mate is the worst kind of disrespect, downright despicable. That's why I'm upfront and honest about it, and will always be." <br><br>He took a breath, almost a sigh, obviously relieved that they were discussing it. "As for being somebody else's daddy, I don't know how I'd handle that either." He laughed a little. "That's why I do things as safe as one can. And you ain't gonna lose me, if you'll still have me after all this." He chewed at his bottom lip a little, feeling like his heart was somewhere up in his throat. "I meant every word I said about feeling like there is something here, something special. And I still mean it." He looked her square in the eyes, his emotions written on his face. "I'll understand if all of this is too much, but I can't say that I'd be happy about it." Shrugging a little, Duke finally looked down away from Penny, all but shuffling his feet as he waited to hear what else she had to say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>12-07-2013, 04:26:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It still feels a lot like giving you permission to cheat, even if I have permission, too.&nbsp; You really think you wouldn't get jealous if I came home after a night out on the town with some other man?&nbsp; And how the hell would we keep it quiet? You know the way people talk, especially in small towns, and I really don't want my brothers and daddy deciding they have an issue with you or to have people whispering behind my back. The last thing in the world I want are for the ladies at church to be blessing my heart all the time." It seemed to Penny as if she'd jumped into the deep end and somehow just kept on sinking, way over her head at this point. "And... you know, I kind of see marriage as a sacred thing.&nbsp; I know we're not really talking marriage right now, but would this be forever or just until you'd sown your wild oats?" As deep as she felt like she was now, she also wasn't giving in to her first impulse and walking away or laughing hysterically, which was starting to seem like a next best option, and she was a little surprised at herself for how calm she was staying. To be fair, her accent was coming out thick and strong, and that really only happened when she was excited or furious, but nothing was flying through the air and she wasn't feeling things getting out of control. <em>Probably better we talk about this now instead of six months down the road, I guess.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>13-07-2013, 03:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah listened and cracked his neck slightly, every muscle in his body feeling tense. His eyes widened just slightly at the word 'marriage', a flight response that he pushed down firmly. <em>Calm down, man. She could even be the right one for that. Not like we're talking any time soon.</em> He calmed himself with his thoughts and waited for Penny to take a breath before he spoke. "Jealousy ain't really my thing, to be fair." He shrugged a little, not giving much pause before he continued. "You know, we're putting a lot out there pretty early on, and we've only just started seeing each other. Why don't we see what happens, see where it goes? We can come back to all this later, when we need to. It's not like I've got any plans to sow any oats any time soon, with anyone other than you." He gave a slight smile and chewed at his bottom lip, stepping in a little closer to Penny, one hand reaching up towards her face. "Whatever it takes, I want to make this work with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>13-07-2013, 06:02:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny nodded, some of the tension visibly leaving her face and shoulders. "That sounds good. I just didn't want us going into this and then looking at it in a few months and realizing we had no idea what we were getting into with each other."&nbsp; Her muscles still felt like solid knots from the back of her skull down to her heels and she reached up absently to rub her neck, dropping it as Duke reached up to touch her. Her expression was cautious but she also very clearly wanted to be touched and reassured but didn't know how to ask for it. <em>I hardly know him, why do I want him to hold me and tell me it'll be alright?</em> The slight tilt of Penny's head invited his touch, and her blue eyes stayed on his. "I want it to work, too." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>13-07-2013, 06:31:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah reached up and cupped Penny's pale face, his eyes locked to hers as he stroked her cheek with his slightly calloused thumb. He gave a genuine, but strained, smile and very gently guided her in against his broad chest and muscled body. He wrapped one hand into her hair, cradling the back of her head as the other arm wrapped along her lower back. He was silent for a little while, just enjoying the silence and being with her before he spoke again. "I don't want that either, babe. I don't want you to ever look back and realize you didn't know what you were getting into, and I don't want to do it either." He didn't look down as he spoke, staring at the wall behind Penny instead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 06:19:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny just nodded, gradually letting herself close her eyes and turn her head so it was against Jeremiah's solidly muscled chest, just listening to his heartbeat. She tried to center herself on that sound, the gentle thump and the warmth of his skin even through his shirt.&nbsp; "Things seemed a lot simpler last night.&nbsp; I think we can get back to 'simple' again, though... right?" She started out strong, but by the end of her sentence she was clearly asking for reassurance, wondering if he was going to be able to give it in that moment. <em>I can handle the hard conversations so long as there's enough of that good, easy stuff in between. That's the part that makes the rest of it worth it.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 08:24:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's smile widened a little and he physically felt his body relax against Penny's, though he stayed a solid and strong place for her to lean. He held her close, very slowly stroking her soft, red hair as he finally looked down at her. "We can do simple, yeah." His voice was a little far away as he said it, his heart skipping a beat at the thought of getting that chance with her. He almost laughed at himself as certain words started to form in his mind, though he pushed them down. <em>Not yet, way too soon for that.</em> Slowly, Jeremiah's hand tightened in Penny's hair. It wasn't a harsh hold, just gradually becoming more firm as he lifted her head from his chest to look down into her eyes. "Right now, I'm just happy to be whatever you need."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 16:45:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny smiled back with growing relief, her hands running over his back slowly as she looked up into his eyes. She was caught up for a moment in how beautiful they were.&nbsp; She was used to, one way or another, having to be the strong one in a relationship, and the idea that she might have a partner who could pick her up when she was feeling low was heady and a little scary. "My God, I'm dating a grown adult instead of a child in a grownup's body." She wasn't quite sure why she said it out loud, but it seemed to just come out of her mouth.&nbsp; Not that Duke didn't have some growing up to do, not that she didn't, but it was a change that she thought she was going to like.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 21:01:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah felt a heat rising to his cheeks as Penny stared into his eyes, his smile almost shy as he looked down at her. He almost didn't hear her words, and certainly thought for a moment he had heard her incorrectly. When it registered what she had said his eyes slowly widened and he laughed a little, stepping in even closer to Penny's body. "Make it a habit to date man-children, do you?" He hid the laughter some though it threatened to burst through his smile as he looked down into Penny's eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 21:26:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Have you ever met a guy my age before? I don't think they grow up until about twenty five or so, and even then it's kinda optional." She grinned through a bit of embarrassment that she'd spoken out loud. She was pretty confident that Duke was older than she was, though by how much it was pretty hard to tell with most weres. He acted about the same age he looked, a few years older than her but by no means outside of the range she considered dateable. "If a man below that age is responsible he'd either military, a cop, or deadly boring as far as I've been able to tell."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 22:15:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah laughed, the sound genuine and deep as he relaxed more there in the hallway with Penny in his arms. He reached up and stroked Penny's hair from the top of her head back, gazing down into her eyes. "Well, you've got at least one of the three with me." He winked at her and shrugged a little. "Up to you to decide which ones." He smirked as he said it, then slowly pulled away without going far. "I don't know about you, but I could use a beer." The change of topic was slightly abrupt but Jeremiah didn't seem like he was hiding anything or trying to avoid anything. "Want anything?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 22:39:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's eyebrows went up a little, wondering if she'd spoken too soon about the adulthood thing before remembering his metabolism was probably high enough that one beer wouldn't affect him much more than a glass of water. "No, it's a little early for me. Maybe some water? Or Mountain Dew if you have it." It was a bad habit that she tried to keep to a minimum, but soda was a household staple where she came from. "And... Well, you said something about breakfast, or I can hunt up a granola bar at my motel."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 23:00:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't keep soda in the house, but if you want we can get some... if you're gonna be staying for a while." He smiled at her softly, letting his eyes drop for just a moment as he tried to memorize the sight of her before heading around the corner to the kitchen. He pulled a beer from the fridge and poured Penny a glass of water, calling out over his shoulder. "You want me to cook us up something for breakfast, or you wanna go out?" He glanced around his kitchen as he spoke, already coming up with a few ideas of what he could make if she opted to stay in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 23:27:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny thought for a second, "If we go out I have to get dressed, and I really don't know what there is around here by way of breakfast. On the other hand, I want to show you off." She gave him an appreciative look as she added that. "If your aunt is actually going to come by for breakfast then I should have my own clothes, anyway... I also doubt that you and I are going to get much peace and quiet here with there being such big news." The question was if Duke wanted to face his family alone, or face them at all before Sunday dinner. "We could always go fishing, maybe take a cooler or something to grill?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 00:12:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I doubt May May is coming by today, or she would have stayed." He smirked a little as he said that, coming around the corner to look at Penny from the kitchen, and handing her a glass of ice water. "Fishing sounds like a great plan though, I know some really good places." He grinned a little, popping the top off his beer and taking a deep swig. "That settles it, then. We can swing by your motel, pick up your things and we'll head on down to the lake." He grinned as he said it, putting his barely touched beer down on the nearby counter as he headed towards his bedroom. "I'm sure we can find something for you to throw on long enough to get down to the motel, and we'll go from there." The last part was spoken over his shoulder as he ducked into his room and began to rummage around for clothes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 03:28:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny took a drink, swishing it around in her mouth then ducking into the bathroom to brush her teeth and finish getting ready. "I know it'll probably be a little hot for the fish to want to eat anything here in a bit, but I figure we can head down there after we eat something and get together stuff for lunch.&nbsp; It'll get you out of dodge for awhile and if we stay until later this afternoon they'll start biting good again, then we can come back here and check out what's going on with my bike. I hope you have another rod because I didn't bring mine." She stuck the toothbrush in her mouth after dabbing on some toothpaste, wondering if she might as well check out of her motel if she was going to be crashing at Duke's place while she was there. It didn't make much sense to be paying for a motel room she was just going to go back to to change clothes. <em>See how it goes, it might be good to be able to give him some space and get some yourself.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 03:41:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke settled on a pair of worn and faded jeans and a black tank top that showed off his muscled chest and arms quite well. He paused for a moment at the closet before reaching in and grabbing the hat that designated him as a game warden of the county. "I'll show you a place with some good shade, keeps the fish biting for a bit longer." He grinned as he came out of the bedroom, adjusting the hat on his head. He saw Penny there in the bathroom brushing her teeth and watched her quietly for a moment before speaking up. "I've got an extra rod... not like Chuck's using it any time soon." His voice got quieter as he said that, and he glanced down at his feet for a moment before mentally steeling himself and looking up again with a slightly forced smile. "So, you seem to be the woman with the plan. Where to first?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 03:53:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny heard Duke's tone drop, wincing a little around the toothbrush and spitting into the sink, rinsing her mouth out then looking up at the man. "I'm really sorry about that... I wish I could have made things different for him, with him."&nbsp; She slipped past him with a gentle touch on his arm to grab the shorts and T-shirt she had borrowed the day before, looking at her boots and considering how ridiculous she was going to look in that combination, debating the dirty BDU pants she'd worn before. "Shit, I can't even figure out what to wear without looking like I'm homeless. How about you help me figure that out and if we find something I can wear in public, breakfast first then hotel.&nbsp; If not then hotel first so you won't be embarrassed to be seen with me." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 04:05:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke glanced down at Penny's hand as she touched him, feeling a surge of something go through him that made the smile a little more genuine. He turned and grinned a little more as he looked at her in his bedroom. "You could go naked and I wouldn't be embarrassed." He winked at her and came up, taking the shorts and t-shirt and thinking for a moment. He tossed the shorts onto the bed and stepped into his closet, glancing around for a moment. "Aha!" He grinned and pulled out an old looking pair of dark khaki cargo pants. The pants were not sized properly for Duke, and looked old enough to have some history to them. "I doubt they'll fit perfect, if you need I've got a belt or two in here too." He tossed the pants towards her on the bed with the t-shirt, picking up the shorts and BDUs and taking them to the laundry room off the kitchen. He wasn't gone long and as he came back he called out towards the bedroom. "Should at least get you out of the house and into something that's more comfortable if you want to change at the motel."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 04:22:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny shimmied into the pants, pulling the waistband out a little, and holding them up with one hand so they didn't slip off of her hips as she sat down on the edge of the bed. She pulled on the functional if not particularly exciting bra she had worn the day before, pretty sure Duke wasn't going to be able to supply her with one of those, and pushed her feet into her boots, bending down to lace them up.&nbsp; "I think a belt would be a good idea, and swinging by my motel before breakfast."&nbsp; She pulled the t-shirt on, then stood, still holding the borrowed pants up but almost launching herself into Duke's arms. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 04:38:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke grinned, hiding a laugh as Penny held out the waistband of the pants she wore. "Still, glad I didn't get rid of those." He smirked and grabbed a black belt from the closet. It was worn and looked almost homemade, the leather not the same quality that you'd expect from a store. He started to hand the belt over then got a wicked gleam in his eyes, stepping up and almost pressing himself to Penny as she stood. "Here, let me." He looked down into her eyes and reached around behind her, sliding the belt into the belt loops of her pants and cinching it tight. He pulled a little at her as he worked the belt on, obviously enjoying the slight show of control over her body as he closed the belt at her waist. "There, that should do it." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 05:13:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a matter of reflex for Penny to extend her powers and keep from being pulled over, neatly shifting with the drag on the belt around her waist. Still, she grinned self-consciously at the enjoyment she got out of the way Duke flexed his muscles, literally and figuratively.&nbsp; She stretched up and kissed him, his lips not far from hers in this position, and wrapped her arms around his waist, ignoring the hungry whine her stomach let out as she pressed tighter against his body. She pulled back just enough to speak, "Look, if we don't get out of here soon we're not going to leave in the next hour if I have my say." <em>Hopefully. The last couple rounds have been pretty quick.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 06:47:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke licked his lips as Penny grinned, his tongue grazing her lips as she leaned in. He kissed her back softly, wrapping his arms around her lower back to pull her tighter to him. He heard the grumble in her stomach and chuckled against her lips, nuzzling over them as she spoke. "Only an hour? I think I could do better than that. Well, maybe once I get some food in me." He looked down at his own stomach as it growled, one hand reaching between them and rubbing over his stomach slowly. "Let's get something in us before we devour each other. We can do that after." He winked at her and pulled back away from her, then reached for her hand to lead her out into the living room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 20:22:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke's confidence made Penny smile wider, taking his hand and giving it a squeeze as he led her out of the bedroom. "So what are we doing about breakfast?&nbsp; Is there a good diner or something around?&nbsp; I keep hearing about beignets and I haven't had any yet, I figure if I'm going to get fat I might as well do it in style."&nbsp; She had a momentary flash of fantasy about licking powdered sugar off of Duke's stomach and chest, squirming a bit in place and grinning wide. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 21:11:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah looked back at Penny as she squeezed his hand, grinning as he saw her squirm a little. He licked his lips, wondering what she was thinking about but leaving it alone for now. He grinned as she mentioned beignets, licking his lips in a Pavlovian response. "Ohh child, you are in for a treat!" His accent came out fully as he said it, though the grin on his face spoke to the idea that it might be put on some. He wriggled a little, though it seemed like it might be for a different reason than Penny was as he turned back around with a little skip in his step. "I'm taking you down to Mama's, we'll do this right." As he spoke, Duke led Penny out the door, taking her around to a shed off the side of the house. The shed was in worse condition than the house, weeds growing over it and the wood rotted in places. Duke released Penny's hand a little ways away from it and trudged over to the rundown building, opening up the door and stepping in. "I keep all my fishing supplies out here, its cool and a little damp, good for the worms when I keep them." He grinned and grabbed two rods and a tackle box. "No worms right now, though we can pick some up on the way."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 21:31:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny had snagged her cap on the way out of the house, yanking the Bounty Hunter ID off of it and stuffing that in her pocket. "By Mama's, do you mean we're going to your mother's house, or is there a place called that?" One of them was going to require a lot more care about her appearance than she usually took before going fishing.&nbsp; She looked over the shed, used to run-down places but the atmosphere of it not quite jibing with the care she knew he took about cars and other mechanical things. <em>Bachelors, what are you going to do?&nbsp; Marry them, I guess.</em>&nbsp; "If my bike is going to be too much of a pain in the ass to work on I can pick up my truck from the motel and just load her up in the back and haul it home, you know." She smiled a little, not meaning it to show that she didn't trust him to work on it but also knowing that it wasn't going to be much fun to poke at in the heat. "I guess that'd mean we couldn't ride it, but I don't know if you're much of a fan of bikes." <em>Or of riding behind a woman.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 21:44:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah laughed softly, shaking his head as he grabbed the fishing gear and held it all in one hand. "Oh even I'm not that mean, to throw you to the wolves like that so soon. We're going to Mama June's, best beignet's in town." He grinned up at her and pulled his cap off, wiping a little sweat off his brow before putting it back. "Don't you worry about your bike, When we get home I'm gonna see what needs doing. I ain't forgot about her yet." He grinned and winked at her, heading towards his car. "Plus, that makes it sound like you want to get on home, and I won't be having that, just yet." He laughed a little as he loaded the fishing supplies in the back of the car, leaning way over the seat to do so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 22:00:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned and shook her head, looking around and grabbing a double handful of Duke's ass while he was bent over. She noticed he hadn't said anything about going for a ride, so she didn't push it. "I'm not in a hurry, I planned to be down here a week. I might want to call my boss and my folks and give them an update at some point, though. If they don't hear from me for a few days they think I'm in a shallow grave somewhere. Fort's always real curious about my job, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 22:13:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke groaned deeply as Penny grabbed his ass, grinning back at her. "Hey now. And if you're gonna be here that long, then we ought to go for a ride out on some of these old country roads." He grinned, pausing as she said that last line. "Fort?" He cocked his head as he pulled back out of the car, looking at her. He held the passenger's side door open as he waited for her response, feeling a slight bit of tension. <em>Sounds like a name, and a man with the name 'Fort' sounds rather large. Hopefully he ain't the kind to come after a man who has taken a shine to Penny.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 22:23:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fortune, my twin brother." Fort had always been the oddball of the family, "He still lives with mom and dad, though we all keep trying to get him to come out of his room and do something with his graphic arts degree."&nbsp; She shrugged, running her hands down to his hips and pressing up behind him for a moment, just wanting to be close to him.&nbsp; "First one in the family to get a full ride to four year college and he got a degree he's not even using... mom gets her lemons look every time she thinks about it. Ven is trying to make up for it, he's going to be using his GI bill to go to school when he gets out and study business or something." Penny had eased back when Duke pulled up, adding an almost reflexive, "Bless his heart." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 22:39:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke pressed back into Penny as she ran her hands down his hips, pressing up as close as he could to her. He smirked a little as Penny blessed what must be another brother, easing out of her way and motioning her into the car. "That's why I hate this push to 'higher education' bullshit. I mean, if you have a plan and you want to go, then go for it. But if you're going to sit on a degree, its a waste of time and money, as I see it." He shrugged a little and closed the door behind Penny, heading around the other side and continuing as he got into the car with her. "Ven sounds like he's got the right idea. Business is pretty broad, might even make something of it by starting his own company." He grinned over at her softly and reached over, placing a hand on Penny's thigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 22:53:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I took a few classes for a security license, just to have something to fall back on, you know? I dunno, I never did bad in school, but I had better things to do than spend another four years being a kid instead of working." Penny relaxed, buckling herself in and waiting for Duke to get in to continue what she was saying, panting a little in the heat of the car. "Ven's got a lot of great ideas, we're just waiting for one to work out. The Air Force was pretty good for him, but Chance always says the Marines would have straightened him out faster and better." That was another source of family strife, but it was mostly playful...mostly. She stroked the back of Duke's hand, smiling and breathing shallowly as she waited for him to start the car. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 22:59:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke paused for a moment as Penny stroked the back of his hand, squeezing her thigh before lifting his hand up and starting up the car. The AC blasted on full force as he started up the growling engine with a satisfied smile. "I know just what you mean, about better things to do. I never had the time, or the chance for schooling, after about 16. Had to come home and take care of the house, and then it was off to the military before I came back and started right in on my jobs here." He shrugged a little and smiled over at Penny, just taking a moment to enjoy the AC before he slowly pulled the car back down the driveway. "The Marines might've straightened Ven out, or they might've turned him into a killing machine that don't know how to turn it off." It was obvious he had a little personal issue with the Marines by the way he said it. "I've seen it, and it ain't pretty." He shrugged and pulled onto the road, heading out towards the highway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 23:11:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's eyebrows went up but she didn't comment, knowing well enough by now to stay out of military pissing matches.&nbsp; <em>All you get is covered in piss. No thank you.</em>&nbsp; She stayed quiet long enough to let him know she'd heard him, making a little 'mm' sound, then went back to the previous topic. "They let you in without a diploma?&nbsp; I heard they were getting pretty uptight about that sort of thing in all the services. Or did you get a GED?" Penny had graduated, barely, but the last year of high school she'd dropped all her extracurriculars but karate and focused on learning what she knew about supernatural creatures with an almost single-minded focus.&nbsp; She was almost embarrassed to admit to herself that she'd played volleyball before more serious things came calling. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 23:17:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I got my GED when I found out I couldn't join without it, though I never used any of that knowledge while I was in." He shrugged a little, smiling over at Penny as he reached over, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and driving using one arm once he was in a high enough gear. "What about you? I keep telling you all sorts of stuff about me. What was Penny like in school?" He grinned at her and ran his tongue just behind his bottom lip, tightening his arm around her shoulder a little and tugging Penny towards him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 23:22:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny snuggled in against Duke's side as best she could with her seatbelt on, laughing a little, "Well, I took karate since I was little. I...played volleyball, until the end of my junior year. Over the summer real life came knocking and I went to class just enough to stay passing and keep my parents from getting too many worried phone calls while I learned to be Buffy the Vampire Slayer." She grinned a little, joking to cut the strain of those memories, "I didn't have anyone with a sexy British accent teaching me things, though, or a vampire boyfriend in awkward 90's clothes."&nbsp; Fortune had practically sat on her to make her watch Buffy with him when he found out what she was doing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 23:39:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah laughed a little at the mental image of Penny as Buffy, looking down at her with a shake of his head. "You're much hotter, too." He winked down at her and slipped his hand off of her shoulders, taking her hand and guiding it to the gearshift. He grinned at her as he took the car down a back road, much curvier than some of the others. Rather than braking, Duke used Penny's hand to downshift in the curves, allowing the car to keep more speed while maintaining control. He sped up a bit at this point, the speed pressing him back into his seat just a little. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 23:53:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes widening, Penny grinned fiercely, enjoying the speed and grabbing onto the door to keep from getting flung across the seat. She extended her senses, knowing that things could go wrong at this speed. She trusted Duke's driving, just watching the flows and not pushing anything, enjoying them flashing past in the same way she enjoyed the feeling of hitting curves at speed and her boyfriend's hand over hers guiding the gearshift. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 00:02:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah grinned like a little boy as Penny grabbed onto the door. He dug his fingers into her hand a little as he shifted the car like a racer, coming up to a 'T' intersection a little fast. He swallowed hard but tried otherwise to keep the fear from showing as he shifted down and slid his hand to the handbrake, throwing it and turning the car at the same time. They skidded loudly to a stop on the main road, no cars in sight as their car jolted to a stop, and Duke sat there for a moment breathing heavily and grinning wider. "I love doing that, from time to time. Its good to stretch her legs a little." He patted the dash as he talked about the car, leaning back and taking a deep, satisfied breath before putting the car back into motion at a more reasonable speed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 00:36:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It took some effort of will to trust Duke and his driving enough not to grab onto a safe probability and cling with both hands as he threw the handbrake.&nbsp; She could feel the tension coming off of him, but a crash wasn't the first image she saw so she let go of her desperate grab for control and let her heart pound in her throat. She was still grinning, even if her face was a little paler and her eyes wide as the squealed to a stop. "You just wait until I get you on my bike." Penny had some evil plans growing to see how hard she could make Duke hold onto her. She was still breathing a little raggedly as they pulled back out again, but it was a good feeling. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 01:15:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke grinned as the car began to roll into motion again. "Gonna get your revenge, huh?" He winked at her and took a few deep breaths, his legs spread comfortably as he began to drive. He bit his lip as they headed towards the highway entrance, the detour actually taking them closer to it, and reached over grabbing Penny's hand again. He guided her hand over to his thigh, legs spreading just a little more in invitation. Where he laid her hand she would be able to feel his hard cock, the thrill of what just happened apparently pushing him over the edge to turned on again. He winked at her and released her hand, sliding his hand to the gearshift and shifting up to highway speeds as they got onto the busy road.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 01:29:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know it. We'll see if I can make you squeal like a little girl." Penny slid her hand in, fingertips finding the bulge of his cock and stroking teasingly.&nbsp; She touched and stroked over the length of him, over the head of his cock, feeling a little dampness from precum at the tip soaking through his pants. Penny could smell his arousal despite the AC and the scents that were lingering in the car from the day before, and she found herself wishing she didn't have to give directions. A little road head was something she was going to have to find some time for later.&nbsp; <em>After it gets dark.&nbsp; I'd rather he not get pulled over immediately.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 01:33:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke laughed, the sound slightly strangled as Penny's fingers found the heavy bulge of his cock. He moaned softly as she teased him, grinning and winking at her. He leaned back and glanced up at the exit signs. "Which motel is it, anyway?" He tried to ignore the pleasure of her hand, focusing on the road even while all he could think about was getting her mouth or cunt back to his cock. His rod throbbed at that, leaking a little more precum as he licked his lips slowly, ducking in between a couple of cars to keep his speed up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 01:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The Fleur de Lis.&nbsp; Nice name for a pretty sketchy place, honestly."&nbsp; Penny tried to keep her eyes on the road, but her gaze kept drifting to Duke's face or to the heavy bulge under her fingers as she stroked and touched.&nbsp; She rubbed his cock eagerly, hearing the arousal in his voice and responding to it by shifting in her seat. Her hips rolled just a little, grinding against the seat with a little moan. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 01:53:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good, I know where that is." He grinned knowingly at her as she rubbed his cock, seeing her grinding into her seat. He groaned deeply at the sight, panting a little as it hit him. "Mmmm god, you're gonna get us in a wreck with me looking at you." He laughed softly, shifting his hips a little to press up to Penny's hand as he leaned back more, motioning very subtly with his head but no less inviting her to do more as he focused on driving.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 02:07:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's fingers deftly unzipped Duke's pants, keeping her attention on the flows as she unbuckled her seatbelt.&nbsp; She slid over pulling his cock free, licking her lips, "You sure you've got this?" She didn't mention the cops, pretty sure that she could keep their attention off the car so long as he wasn't swerving all over the road. She didn't really wait for an answer, ducking her head down and swirling her tongue over the head of his cock, licking precum off of the hard tip with a little moan.&nbsp; She tried to keep low enough that she wouldn't be visible and that she'd be out of the way of his arm if he needed to shift, making an eager sound.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 02:43:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke laid an arm over Penny's back as she unzipped his pants, glancing down just enough to watch for a moment. He grinned, about to answer before she ducked her head down and swirled her warm tongue over his hard shaft. "Nnnnfuck... I hope so..." he laughed, looping his arm over her back to give him access to the gearshift if needed. He focused as much on the road as he could, keeping it straight and breathing a sigh of relief as the cars started to thin out around them. He realized he was going a bit fast and eased back on the gas, panting harshly as Penny teased over his cock. "Fuck you are sexy..." He panted the words and leaned back as much as he could and still drive, his hand sliding up Penny's back and gently pushing on the back of her head. He forced himself not to close his eyes as his pleasure built, slowing down to right around the speed limit and trying to think of the longest path to get to her motel.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 02:51:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny stroked the shaft of Jeremiah's cock as she lifted her head slightly, "I've got this bed back at my motel room..." She dropped her head with his gentle push, lips wrapping around his glans as she sucked firmly and warmly, her head bobbing slowly as she worked down the length of him. Her hand stroked him up against her lips, moaning with pleasure as the sound of the engine and the noises of Duke's pleasure combined to make her feel incredible. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 03:04:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah groaned deeply as Penny's warm, soft lips wrapped around the head of his cock, feeling her bobbing slowly over the length of him. His cock barely fit in her mouth and he could feel her teeth just slightly, making him shiver with delight. Up ahead, Duke saw a cop car parked in the emergency lane, and wondered both if there was an officer inside and if he could see Penny from his vantage point. He grinned as he thought about that, wondering what they'd say to the cop when they got pulled over. He had a feeling Penny could make it so that, even if they did get caught, they had time to adjust and make it like nothing was going on. She was most likely keeping things at bay with her powers, as she seemed to be able to do that without much extra thought. <br><br>Duke must have drifted off in his thoughts because he jolted back to reality at the sound of sirens. He cursed under his breath and growled as he looked in the rearview mirror, seeing that same cop car pulling out onto the road after them. "Shit... he must've seen you." He reached down, fighting between pushing Penny down more and pulling her up, finally pulling her up off his lap and working his pants closed as he pulled off onto the shoulder and waited.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 03:11:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny slid away and straightened up, cursing mentally and wiping the corners of her mouth, covertly straightening her hair as the car pulled in behind them.&nbsp; She checked the possibilities, momentarily pushing the officer's attention to a pebble his foot skidded on so she could re buckle her seat belt. By the time he got to Duke's window, she was looking at him curiously, expression innocently concerned even as she tracked for luck that she might need to manipulate to get them both sent on their way without any trouble.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 03:26:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke had enough time to straighten his jeans and hide the wet spot along the inside of his thigh as the car pulled in behind them. He&nbsp; glanced back and saw it was a Highway Patrol car, and saw the officer step out. He straightened his large hat and glasses after he skidded out on a pebble, and Duke couldn't help but steal a glance at Penny for that. He smirked at her and then blanked the expression on his face as he turned to face down the cop, rolling down his window slowly but nonchalantly. "Can I help you, officer?" <br><br>"D'you know you were swerving back there, son?" Duke grimaced at the term but didn't say anything, letting the cop continue. "Clocked ya going 3 miles over the speed limit, which wouldn't normally catch my eye but then I saw this pretty young thing, and well..." He paused for effect, looking between Duke and Penny. "Why don't you go ahead and give me your license and registration?" Duke nodded, breathing out slowly as he reached up to the visor, pulling down both his license and registration from a little clip. He handed them over easily, making eye contact with the officer so that he could see the markings on his hat. Still, Duke didn't say anything, just letting things happen as they were going to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 03:48:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny leaned back in her seat, reaching for the probabilities and waiting. The highway patrolman checked the ID and registration card, and Penny pulled on a probability thread firmly, looking over at the man and saying in a contrite tone, "I'm sorry if I made him swerve, I dropped my phone and he told me I should to wait to get it..." She hoped quietly that Duke's record was clear and that the man was going to feel iffy enough about harassing him further that she wasn't going to have to spread much more of her power around on the racist jackass. She lifted red eyebrows, tracking for another opportunity to change fate. If she had her way the man would find the nearest cow flop to go face-first into.&nbsp; <em>Now that gives me an idea.</em>&nbsp; She gently tweaked something in the man's intestines and she could almost hear the gurgle as the first cramp hit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 03:54:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The cop looked over Duke's ID, then up at Penny. At first he didn't show any indication that anything was going to happen. "I'm gonna run this, you two just wait right here." He glanced between Penny and Duke in such a way that showed he was trying to figure out what she was doing with him, then shook his head just a little as he walked off. It didn't take long and he came back, one hand holding onto his stomach as he reached out with the license and registration. By this point the gurgle was much more prominent and the grimace on the cop's face showed he was holding something back. "You just...be careful... alright boy?" Duke took the papers and put them back, just barely holding back a growl. "You got it. Is that all?" The cop gave him a slight scowl but nodded. "You two have a nice day, now." He walked a little faster back to his car, and when he was out of direct sight Duke threw the car into gear, peeling out just a little as he got back onto the road. "Racist jackass..." He growled the words, glancing at the car and laughing a little as he saw the man leaning over a guard rail and puking up his guts. "Your work?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 04:01:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny affected an innocent expression, fluttering her eyelashes. "It's not my fault that he ate something that didn't agree with him. And should continue not agreeing with him for the next... oh... four hours or so."&nbsp; She jerked her chin up, expression pissed off and somewhat stickily pious. "He shouldn't have fucked with my boyfriend. Maybe the next few hours will give him an opportunity to reconsider his position on race."&nbsp; She looked at Duke sidelong, "You get a lot of that?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 04:24:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke smirked, the smile growing a bit at Penny's words. He bit his bottom lip and looked over at her, gazing into her eyes for a few moments before looking back to the road. "You know, I love hearing that. 'Boyfriend', I mean. I like it." He grinned and licked his lips, reaching down and adjusting his cock which was still visibly hard. His face fell a little as he glanced over at Penny, sighing softly. "You're from South Carolina, right? So, you probably know the answer to that question. 'Driving While Black' is enough cause to pull a man over, some days." He shrugged a little and relaxed as well as he could back into his seat, glancing at the disappearing speck that was the officer. "He wasn't going to take me in, though. You didn't have to go through that trouble... but it was too damn good." He laughed at that, slowly relaxing as he shook his head, his chest moving with each laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 04:35:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like it too. Calling you my boyfriend, I mean." Penny reached over, gently stroking Duke's thigh, the touch not sexual again yet but affectionate and a little apologetic. "Yeah. I don't see it firsthand for the most part, but yeah." She relaxed as he did, smirking a little, "I have a feeling there are going to be a lot of cops with cases of food poisoning when I'm around.&nbsp; I don't really handle that sort of bullshit well, and while I'm not about to start throwing punches there's no way they can trace that to me." Penny went quiet for a moment, just enjoying Jeremiah's laughter as she stroked his thigh, squeezing softly. "Have you ever thought of moving somewhere a little more friendly?" She actively resented the seat belt that was keeping her from nuzzling up the curve of Duke's ear, but wasn't quite sure that this was the moment for that, letting Duke take the lead on it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 04:43:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke smiled and relaxed some as Penny stroked and squeezed his thigh, settling back into it as he drove them. He shrugged a little as she asked about moving, pulling off the highway at their exit and heading down one of the main streets of the small town. "It may be unfriendly at times, but its home, and it always will be." He smiled at her a little, spreading his legs slightly at her touch and scooting as much as the seat would allow towards her. "Some days I wonder if it'd be better elsewhere, or just better hidden anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 04:53:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know, I guess the only way to find out is to travel or something." Penny shrugged, letting it go for the moment as Jeremiah slid toward her.&nbsp; She didn't point out the turn into her motel, but her hand drifted upward slowly, "I'm in room 19, you'll see my Chevy in front... I hope. Unless this motel is shadier than I thought."&nbsp; She cupped for a moment over Duke's cock, feeling her breath catch a little as she felt him throbbing under her hand.&nbsp; <em>We'll eat at some point, but God I want him and I'm pretty sure he wants me, too.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 05:07:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke shrugged a little and smiled, feeling Penny's hand sliding up his thigh. He spread his legs slowly and glanced down the road at the motel, nodding. He laughed a little at her musing about the motel, his breath catching at the touch of her hand over his hard, throbbing cock. He was amazed a little by how hard he still was after their run-in with the cops, but truth be told it made it worse. "Mmm... well, this ain't the Marriott, but I doubt your truck will get stolen. Most people come here for two things, and don't have time for much else." He laughed softly and pulled into the spot next to a large Chevy truck in front of room 19, the 9 looking a little askew on the door.&nbsp; As he put the car in park, he glanced over expectantly at Penny, his hand sliding down to cup over hers and press it into his throbbing arousal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:17:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Am I supposed to invite you in? I'd much rather get slung over your shoulder and tossed on the bed.&nbsp; Kicked in door optional since I'd have to pay for that."&nbsp; Penny grinned up at him, her hand rocking slowly over the bulge of his shaft as she licked her lips.&nbsp; She was trying not to think too hard about what people might think seeing her getting carried into a motel room like that, the idea that perhaps the shoulder slinging might have to happen once the door was already closed occurring to her as she looked up at him and dug the key out of her bag. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah grinned and licked his lips slowly, pressing up into Penny's rocking hand. "Yes ma'am!" he exclaimed, quietly but excitedly. He ducked out of the car before she could change her mind and came around, hustling a bit as he did. He glanced around as he moved, a cursory glance showing no open windows and no one visibly watching. Grinning at that he yanked the passenger's side door open and reached past Penny for the key, grabbing it out of her hand as he wrapped his other arm around her waist and lifted her with a grunt. The grunt was unnecessary and almost for show as he lifted her easily, his arm sliding down to Penny's lower back as he slung her over his shoulder. He was grinning like a fool the whole time, barely remembering to close and lock the car up before carrying Penny to the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:32:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny squeaked and giggled as Duke lifted her out of her seat, having scrambled a little to unbuckle her seat belt as he came around the car. She giggled louder as he picked her up, poking him in the back teasingly at the way he grunted for effect, not able to hold on as he balanced her over his strong shoulder. She wiggled just a tiny bit, enough to make the game more fun as Duke tried to get the key in the door.&nbsp; Her eyes were bright with enjoyment and excitement, the position of her body likely giving the man a clear whiff of her arousal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:37:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's arousal was breathtakingly strong to Duke's senses in this position, and the scent of her only drove on the game. He slapped her ass firmly as she wiggled in his grip, only making him tighten his arm more around her and hold on with one arm as he got the key up to be put into the door. He glanced around once more, satisfied that the repercussions weren't going to be anything severe, if any at all as he got the door unlocked and kicked it in for added effect. He growled a little as the door bounced off the door jam, shouldering his way into Penny's room and tossing her down firmly onto the bed. He grinned at the way she bounced, kicking the door closed behind him as he pounced onto the bed, eyes locked to Penny's face, watching her for any sudden movements as he stalked after her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:48:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned, scrambling back on the bed and circling slowly with him on her hands and knees. Every line of her body dared him to pounce her, to pin her if he could and show her his strength as well as his tenderness. She hadn't quite admitted to it, yet, but she loved seeing the hints of the predator he could change into underneath the calm, masculine exterior. Her breath was coming more rapidly and she tried out a little growl, watching his face to see what that would do. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:51:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's eyes lit up as the corner's of his mouth curled into a little grin. Penny's attempt at a growl had pleased him and it showed as he circled her slowly. His movements were feline and masculine, powerful and compact muscles flexing under dark skin. He came around her left side slightly and pounced, arms out like front legs, hands poised to grab and grip at anything they could get their hands on. His eyes were watching her carefully, his lips open in a hungry stare as he dove after his 'prey'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 02:59:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny squeaked, gasping and not fighting it as Duke pounced her, catching him and wriggling in tight against him, arms and legs wrapping around his body.&nbsp; Her lips found his earlobe and she nibbled delicately, growling again right up against his ear. Her hot breath and the way she squirmed almost sinuously under him was, she hoped, enough to tip him over into the place where there wasn't any thinking, just pulling at clothes until skin was against skin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 03:04:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke growled again lustily as Penny allowed him to pull her in tight. He grinned as she wrapped her legs around him, shaking his head and slowly pulling her away. One hand wrapped over the back of her neck as he twisted and pushed her down on the bed, his lips against her ear. "We're&nbsp; gonna do this my way." He whispered the words softly, almost menacingly as he grabbed at her pants, yanking the belt open and tugging at them to get those large BDUs off of her. His body was perched over hers as he yanked and pulled at her clothing, not really caring if anything tore, just needing to feel her skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 03:10:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny found her breath catching in her throat, a little thrill of nerves running through her as Duke flipped her onto her stomach. She pushed up onto her knees just enough to give him access to the belt and to help him pull the borrowed pants down.&nbsp; The loose shirt was bunched up against her ribs, and she left it that way, reaching behind her back to fumble her bra open under it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 03:16:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke let go of Penny as she pushed her knees up, licking his lips as he watched her get into position for him. He opened his pants with a firm tug, pulling his hard, thick cock free and stroking it as he looked her over. He let his eyes wander over her as he climbed up on top of her, mounting her and pushing her knees apart more. He pressed up against her ass, feeling the heat of her against his thick rod with a groan. "Ohhhfuck..." He moaned the word as he reached up under her top, grabbing one of her hanging tits and squeezing it firmly, his nails digging in a little as he sought the hot, wet little hole of her cunt. The head of his cock found and caught against it as he leaned into her, his lips against her ear once more. With a firm, hard thrust he was inside her, his lips grazing her ear as he pushed deeper and deeper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 03:32:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"God...!" Penny moaned the word, feeling his hard body against her ass and the way the head of his cock pushed into her dripping pussy. She pressed into his hand with a gasp, arching her back down and licking her lips as his solid thrust drew a delighted whimper from her. She could feel his lips against her ear, eyes fluttering closed as she waited to see if he was going to talk to her, clenching around the length of his shaft. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 03:36:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke groaned against Penny's ear as he pushed into her, his hand kneading at her breast as he began to rock his hips. He breathed out against her ear, nuzzling down to her neck and exhaling hot breath against her soft, warm skin. He kept up a slow, deep rhythm when he found it, his hips pressing against Penny's ass with each thrust and his hard body arched over hers. Duke's lips and teeth trailed down Penny's neck, nipping and nibbling at her soft skin as he made his way to the back of her neck at the base of her hairline. He opened his mouth, giving a soft growl as he bit down, sinking his teeth firmly into the back of her neck and holding on tight. His hips began to speed up though slowly, building up the intensity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 03:40:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Ohhh that's even better...</em> The nibbling had Penny tingling and shuddering with pleasure, breath catching in little moans until his teeth sank in and she squeaked and gasped. Her vision went momentarily dark at the intensity of the sensation, but she could feel her body moving with his, hips pushing back firmly to meet his thrusts.&nbsp; She kept his rhythm, half consciously registering the wet sounds his thick cock made as it worked in and out of her cunt, just enough to be a tiny bit embarrassed by how wet the man could get her and how much this position made her thrill. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 03:46:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke's eyes closed as he felt Penny's body pushing back firmly against his hips, meeting each thrust with eager movements of her own. He grunted each time he shoved into her, his hands moving away from her tits and up her sides, wrapping over her shoulders as he used his weight to push her down a little into the bed. The motel bed creaked under them as he pounded her cunt, and a thrill ran through Duke's body as he thought about her neighbors hearing them as he fucked her, thoroughly and hungrily. The thought urged him on, his body moving possessively over her own as he held Penny down to the bed and used her cunt, almost jerking his cock off in it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 04:10:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny went down on the bed, knees still tucked under her but her chest and elbows against the slightly plastic-feeling bedspread. She slid her thighs together a little, giving Duke something tighter to shove into as he took her.&nbsp; The feeling was not, quite, human, and she was hoping he wasn't about to shift while he was balls deep in her, but the thought only had a second to flit through her mind as the pleasure started building.&nbsp; "Ohfuck... oh, Godyes, fuck me...!" She moaned the words, panting eagerly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 04:14:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feral nature of their fucking wasn't lost on Duke, and as he took Penny's cunt he felt the urge to shift. He fought it, knowing how startling that could be to a human, especially right in the middle of things like they were. Her eager words sent a thrill through him, and Duke lifted up away from Penny's neck to lean over her more. "Ohhhfuck... NnnnPenny!" He moaned her name as he slammed into her, one hand reaching out and grabbing the fake headboard as it slammed into the wall of the motel. He began to fuck her harder, glancing down and gasping as he saw his thick shaft spearing into her, spreading her open with each hard thrust. He watched in fascination as he tore into Penny's body, panting harshly now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 04:27:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny could hear the bed creaking under them, the springs groaning as she shuddered and panted. The back of her neck was a little wet with saliva, bite marks aching a bit without being painful as she reached forward with one hand to brace herself and keep from being shoved against the headboard. She could hear Duke panting above her, the sound a little harsh and making her moan and roll her hips harder, stroking slick walls over the heavy ridges of his cock. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 04:33:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke glanced up as Penny braced herself, his hand finding hers and grasping it firmly as they fucked. He squeezed her hand and leaned over her, his entire body working to shove into her cunt, splitting her open around his aching cock. He loved the way she stroked her slick walls over him, feeling every inch of her tight wet hole as he fucked it thoroughly. Licking his lips, Duke leaned down and nuzzled over Penny's ear, panting for a moment before words came back to him. "Ohhh you like that Penny? Ohhh fuck that big black cock..." He almost gasped the words out, feeling heat in his cheeks as he said it but a thrill rushing through his entire body. He slid one hand to Penny's hip, wrapping over it as he began to slow down his thrusts, focusing on making them hard and deep without moving any faster.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 04:50:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny shuddered bodily, feeling for a moment as if she couldn't breathe. Duke's words seemed to make her whole body clench as her pussy grabbed. His slow, deep thrusts had her almost keening with desire, rocking and almost slamming back into him. "I love it... fuck, I love it!" She moaned the words out, blushing pink as she realized how strongly what he'd said had made her react. She arched and rocked, impaling her soft, wet cunt on his bare shaft. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 05:12:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke gasped loudly as Penny's cunt clenched so tight, feeling it like a vise around his thick shaft. He grunted as she slammed back into him, meeting her thrusts with hard, deliberate thrusts of his own. He grinned wider at her moaned words, thrusting harder and slowly speeding up again as he lifted his head. "Nnnnfuck... that's right baby... fuck that big black dick... ohhhgod fuck that cock like a good bitch!" He moaned the words, no longer thinking about them as he was lost in pleasure, one hand sliding up Penny's back and into her bright red hair. He grasped at her scalp, getting a handful of her hair as he began to fuck her harder, hips slapping against her soft, round ass. He realized as he got quiet again what he had said, but he didn't lose his stride, listening to Penny's reactions as he shoved as deep as his cock would go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 18:55:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's pussy grabbed hard, eyes widening, the moan in her throat resolving in a soft snarl. "You like that thin ice, don't you?"&nbsp; She didn't pull away, the motion of her hips slowing but not stopping, panting through her words. She turned her head despite Duke's handful of her hair, making momentary eye contact with him. She let her breath out with a shudder and relaxed back into the pounding thrusts, refocusing on how good it felt to have him sinking into her so hard, pushing against the wall to hold herself steady. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 19:00:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke laughed softly,&nbsp; the sound a little strangled as Penny's cunt grabbed so hard around his cock. He rocked his hips a little harder as she slowed, his eyes locking to hers as he licked his lips. "You know I do." He winked at her and dove in over her shoulder, capturing her lips and kissing her hard as he began to fuck her harder, his hand grabbing and tightening over hers on the wall. His hand almost dwarfed hers and he marveled at that, squeezing it and holding it up against the wall. His other hand slid over Penny's shoulder and away from her hair, slowly caressing and mapping out her soft, warm flesh. He left behind a slight trail of sweat, his body burning up with the intensity of the moment and the sweltering Louisiana heat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 19:14:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss relaxed her further and Penny returned it fiercely, her fingers lacing with Duke's against the wall.&nbsp; She wondered momentarily if the bed was going to start pushing away from the "headboard," vaguely listening to it slamming against the wall in time with their movement. She reached back and gently took his free hand, seeing if he would let her guide it between her thighs. She could feel the stickiness of their skin, sweating as well despite the valiant efforts of the elderly AC in the corner by the window. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 19:24:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke felt Penny relaxing under him, the ferocity of her kiss making him moan loudly. He glanced down as she took his hand from her shoulder, watching her and letting her guide it down between her thighs. He felt their bodies moving together, sliding against each other in the heavy southern summer heat, and something about that made the whole moment feel more primitive, made him feel closer to her. He felt Penny's heat coming from her cunt as his&nbsp; hand neared it, the feeling heady and making him shudder with pleasure. Slowly, two large, calloused fingers sought out her hard clit, finding and pressing against that tiny bud as his cock pounded its way deep and hard into her cunt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 04:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny whimpered breathily, rocking against Duke's fingers and shuddering.&nbsp; The feeling of the work-roughened skin on her delicate flesh was surprisingly delicious, masculine and intense, and it had Penny moaning as she shoved her hips down. She knew she was getting cream all over the man's hand, but in the moment the thought didn't even slow her down, grinding and rocking as she pushed her own pleasure onward, clenching around his thick cock. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 04:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's cream was gushing all over Duke's hand and he loved her in that moment for it. He groaned deeply as she rocked against him and his hand, leaning into her and moaning deeply against her ear as she clenched. "Ohhh fuck me... cum Penny, cum all over my hand..." He whispered the words into her ear as he fucked her, hips shoving against Penny's soft curves, pounding into her ass as he filled her over and over again. He dove down from her ear and bit into her shoulder, sinking his teeth in as best he could and taking hold.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 04:41:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bite had Penny squeaking and groaning, wishing she could reach back and hold Duke's head against her shoulder without getting slammed into the wall. She heard Duke's words, dragging in a breath and clenching as hard as she could around his shaft, letting the thick head slide over her g-spot even as she rolled her hips to grind against his fingers. She felt herself lock up after a few more rapid strokes, her cunt fluttering and squeezing as her clit throbbed, cream flooding his cock as she moaned in overwhelming pleasure. It seemed as of the waves of it rolled through her without end, and she moved automatically in tiny rocking motions against Duke's hand to draw it out. "OhhJesus, Duke!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 04:46:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke's hand stayed tight against Penny's clit as she moaned for him, stroking and fingering her firmly until her little quakes of pleasure seemed to subside. He slowly eased down from there, pulling his fingers away and licking one clean with a deep groan. He tentatively offered the other finger to Penny's lips as he continued to rock his hips, never once stopping and only speeding up as her orgasm seemed to subside. His head lifted from her shoulder, soft, thick lips grazing her skin and nuzzling up the line of her neck. He breathed her in deeply, inhaling her scent and the changes to it with her orgasm, memorizing her scent with a deep and satisfied groan. "Ohhh Penny..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 04:55:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny slumped for a moment, panting raggedly, the heat in the room suddenly hitting her. She blinked as Duke offered her his other finger, hesitantly parting her lips and sucking on it slowly. She hadn't really had much experience with the tangy, slightly salty taste of her own pussy, but it wasn't bad and she enjoyed having his finger in her mouth as she started rocking back against him again, urging on his pleasure. "Mmmm...!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 05:34:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke moaned softly as Penny began to suckle his finger, the sensation making him shudder with pleasure. He felt her rock back against him and groaned softly, keeping his finger in her mouth as he lifted his body up, his free hand wrapping over her waist and lower back, holding onto her as he fucked her tight, drenched cunt. He looked down at her, skin shining with sweat and pleasure, almost glowing under his darker skin. He licked his lips as he watched her move under him, starting to speed up his thrusts more, tapping into the back of her cunt over and over again. Each thrust now pulled a grunt from his lips, his teeth clenching and eyes widening a bit each time. Her body moved under his with each hard, heavy thrusts, and Duke's breathing started to come in shorter gasping pants as his pleasure began to rapidly rise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 20:09:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's lips wrapped neatly around Duke's finger and she turned her head a little to look back at him while he drove into her.&nbsp; She found herself grunting softly as his cock bottomed out in her pussy, making her arch and grunt with mixed pain and pleasure each time he tapped against her cervix.&nbsp; She recognized the sounds of his approaching pleasure, moaning in answer and pushing back faster and harder. "Mmm!" She focused on giving him resistance to thrust through, shuddering with delight as she clenched. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 20:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke moaned deeply, hungrily as he felt the resistance of Penny's already tight cunt tightening even more. He pressed his hand a little into her lower back as he fucked her deep and hard, his eyes locking to hers. He panted heavily as he looked at her, lost in her eyes as his pleasure rose rapidly. He grunted one last time and shoved as deep as her body would allow, in that moment not caring about her pain as he slammed into her and cried out, cumming deep and hard in her beautiful body. "Nnnooohhh FUCK!" He shuddered bodily as he came, fingers digging into Penny's side as he held onto her, pumping his thick cum into her body in waves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 20:36:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The force of Duke's thrust had Penny's knees trying to buckle, but she held on, thrilling as his cock throbbed and pulsed in her. She gasped around his finger, focusing her power on mitigating consequences even as she felt his hot cum pulsing into her wet, greedy pussy. She dug her toes into the bed, gasping and trembling from head to toe. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation of him filling her, cum dripping around the base of his cock and over her inner thighs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 20:43:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke held on tight as he felt Penny tremble under him, feeling his hot cum dripping around his slowly softening shaft and down over both of their thighs. He held deep into her until he felt his cock slipping free, easing out of her slowly with a deep and satisfied groan. He shuddered as his cock slipped fully out of her, glancing down and watching her freshly fucked cunt drip with a grin. "Fuck..." He slumped a little, his hand resting on Penny's lower back as he caught his breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 20:51:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny settled down on the bed, the bedspread a little sticky with sweat and cum. The AC unit whirred loudly and she slid her knees out from under her, snuggling down and reaching back with one hand.&nbsp; "Mmm?" She wasn't quite able to form words at that point, but it was pretty clear that she was asking for him to cuddle in with her, heat and all.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 20:54:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke watched as Penny settled down onto the sticky bedspread. He grinned softly as she reached for him, moving in and wrapping his strong arms around her waist. His hands came up and cupped her breasts as he pressed in against her from behind, placing soft and warm kisses over her shoulder and upper back and neck. "Mmmm..." He closed his eyes, the sound soft and happy as he cuddled in close behind Penny.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 20:57:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That was amazing." Penny's words were slightly slurred, and she stroked the back of his arms and wrists. She didn't comment on his remark from earlier, not really caring in the afterglow what anyone had said.&nbsp; She tilted her head forward to welcome the kisses he slid over her neck and shoulders, sighing dreamily. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 21:00:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke moaned softly in response, pulling Penny back into his body. He nuzzled and breathed her in as he held her, a soft rumble coming from his chest that might be purring. He placed soft kisses along the back of her neck and her shoulder, hands gently kneading her breasts as he held her close to him. "You can say that again." He finally spoke, his words dreamy and slurred. "Incredible."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 21:04:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey... if we're going to take a nap... do you think you could change for me?" Penny asked the question hesitantly, hoping it wasn't going to be an insult of some sort.&nbsp; "I haven't seen you like that except when you were fighting." She made a contented noise, the AC finally starting to catch up with the heat in the room now that they'd stopped fucking. She reached back with one hand, running a hand over his side, hip, and thigh. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 21:10:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke made a soft and questioning noise at Penny's question, lifting his head up. He smiled softly as she continued, reaching down and grasping her hand gently. "If you're sure." He squeezed her hand and let it go, slowly moving away from her for a moment. He crouched down in front of her on the bed, letting her watch him. His head lowered and a low snarl was pulled from his lips. His eyes closed, opening again. It was the first part of the change, his eyes growing slightly greener and the pupils widening. His fingers dug into the bed a little as tawny brown fur began to spread across his arms and shoulders, almost fluttering into existence along his body. It was rapid from that point, fur replacing his dark skin as his shape took on a more feline form. Then it was over, and before her was the same cougar she had seen fighting to protect her in the swamp. His tail swished a little as he walked up to her, headbutting against her shoulder and curling up in a tight circle, head to tail in front of Penny's body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 21:18:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned, heart pounding in her chest with a tiny surge of fear that settled rapidly. She reached up and slowly ran her hands over Duke's shoulders and back, enjoying the softness of his fur in a way that surprised her. She rocked back a tiny bit as he headbutted her shoulder, curling around him and snagging a pillow for her head. She closed her eyes, fingers running over his chest and feeling the arched ridge of his breastbone, scratching lightly.&nbsp; She molded her body to his, carefully nuzzling the top of his head and upright ears. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 21:25:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke's nostrils flared and his shoulders tensed as he felt the surge of fear from Penny, up until the point that she reached for him. His muscles rippled under soft fur as she ran her hand over his shoulders and back, and as she curled around him he began to purr. His tail flicked over her hip as she scratched at his breastbone, his ears flickering at the touch of her nuzzling lips. He closed his eyes and melted back against her, enjoying the warmth of human body in a way he hadn't expected, especially in this form.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 21:39:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny smiled a little, having caught the tension and relaxed into the loud purr. She whispered against the top of his head, "Sorry about that... one too many werewolf attacks." She hid a yawn against the scruff of his neck, one arm draped over his tawny body. She could feel herself starting to drift realizing all of a sudden how interrupted their sleep had been that morning and how tired the stress of their argument had made her, not to mention all the sex and heat. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 21:42:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His tail flipped against her thigh in a semblance of a response to her words as she yawned into the scruff of his neck. His eyes closed in a slight daze as they cuddled, his paws digging and kneading into the bed. His purring was interrupted by a soft yawn that ended in a squeak, and his entire body stretched against Penny's. Duke arched his back into Penny's chest as he stretched fully, back paws pressing into her legs a little before he settled again. He was drifting off to sleep in her arms, the heat and softness of her body making sleep almost inevitable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 00:34:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny woke up slowly, realizing that she'd been alternately sweating and shivering as the AC kicked on and off. The shivering had resulted in her snuggling in almost under Duke's body, her other arm somehow ending up slid underneath him and she was snuggled up against him with her face buried against the back of his head. She wrinkled her nose, trying not to sneeze, and giving Duke a gentle hug around his ribs.&nbsp; She could feel his slow, steady breathing, the sound almost like he was purring in his sleep. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 00:50:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke woke slowly, unable or unwilling to move as he felt Penny snuggled up against his back. He wrinkled his nose, feeling his whiskers moving as he inhaled the scents of them. Inwardly he smiled as he pressed back into Penny's gentle hug, slowly blinking his eyes open and giving a huge yawn. His tail began to thump rhythmically against Penny's thigh as he woke, enjoying the sweetness of the moment and not moving, happy to stay as long as she wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 01:22:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny very, very carefully stroked Duke's stomach, knowing perfectly well how non-were cats sometimes reacted to belly rubs.&nbsp; She laughed softly, his flicking tail tickling her thighs as she gently eased back. She didn't move far from him, but the tickle of fur on her breasts and stomach had her wriggling and grinning. She gave his ear a soft nuzzle, hand still on his stomach, "I think we managed to skip breakfast." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 01:52:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke rolled onto his back as Penny stroked his stomach, obviously welcoming the touch. He looked over at her and leaned up, licking her face gently as she eased back. His head bobbed, nodding as she spoke against his ear and licking against hers gently. Slowly, with a meowing yawn, Duke rolled away from Penny and jumped onto the floor. The transition back to human form was faster, easier as he jumped down off the bed and stood as the human Duke that she knew. He rubbed his face, groaning softly as he turned around to face her. "I guess we did, huh? Well, the good news is, Mama serves breakfast all day." He grinned at her, running his hands over his chest and stomach, a soft grumble heard from his stomach as he looked at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 02:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aw, I wanted to rub my face on your stomach." Penny laughed softly, stretching on the bed and leaning in to kiss up Duke's stomach anyway. The urge to play with his paws was also fairly intense, but she managed to avoid mentioning it, or thinking even in jest about how she could make an exception for him when it came to being more of a dog person. She rose up on her knees, pulling him in and kissing him tenderly, still feeling a little sore from the delicious pounding he'd given her cunt earlier. "I should get dressed." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 02:14:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke laughed, the sound turning into a soft moan as Penny kissed up his stomach. He slipped his fingers into her red hair, taking a breath and grinning down at her. "Maybe after lunch, down by the lake." He winked as she rose up, kissing her gently and cupping her cheek. He made a soft, sad noise as he pulled back, letting his eyes wander over her naked form once more. "Real shame to cover all that up..." He laughed and chewed at his bottom lip, shaking his head and making a sound of appreciation before pulling back. Duke gathered up the clothes he had worn there, slowly starting to get dressed again himself. "Anything you want me to grab?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 02:41:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think I need anything, thanks though." Penny walked over to the duffel bag she'd stuck on the luggage rack. She hadn't bothered to unpack, but she dug out a comfortable but nicer pair of jeans and a tight Tim McGraw concert t-shirt.&nbsp; She ducked into the bathroom, washing her face and refreshing her deodorant covertly. She sat down on the edge of the bed to pull on a pair of socks, shoving her feet into her motorcycle boots. "Hey... do you think I should keep the motel room or...?" She wasn't sure if she should ask to stay with him, but paying for a motel room she only saw when she wanted somewhere different to fuck her boyfriend was kind of a waste of money. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 02:55:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once Duke was dressed again he took a look around the room. It, like most motel rooms it seemed like, looked less than lived in. He grinned as he saw Penny coming out of the bathroom and let his eyes wander over her again, whistling low in his throat. "Damn but you wear that t-shirt well..." He smirked and shook his head almost in disbelief, cocking his head a little at her question. He looked around as if considering it, his tone slightly sarcastic. "I mean... you can't give up accommodations as nice as these..." He laughed softly and stepped up to Penny, one hand cupping under her chin and lifting her head to look at him. "While you're in town, you're staying with me, babe. No reason I can see to pay for this in the meantime. Why don't we go on down and check you out when we leave?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 03:25:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned, pleased with the compliment and responding to his sarcasm with a laugh. "I know, how could I leave all this luxury?" She made an expansive gesture at the dingy carpets and ancient fake wood paneling.&nbsp; When Duke came over to her, Penny stepped in, smiling up into his eyes as he cupped her chin. "I appreciate it. You can tell me if you need your space, though, ok?" She slid her hands over his sides, wrapping her hands around his hips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 03:29:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll keep that in mind, but that's why I work on cars." He grinned softly down at her, running his fingers along the underside of her chin and her jaw. "Sometimes, when I just need to get away from people, I go out into the yard and open up whatever vehicle is there. Doesn't even matter if anything's wrong with it, I just like to tinker." He shrugged a little and then gently pulled Penny's face to his stomach, holding her there. "So, you about ready to head out?" He looked down at her as he petted her, slowly running his fingers through her bright red hair.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 03:41:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, I think so." She rubbed her face slowly and gently against his stomach, enjoying the hard muscle and considering what he would look like in hybrid form.&nbsp; "I think another round is going to have to wait for food, I'm about to pass out." She grinned up at him, finishing tying her boot and enjoying the touch of his fingers running through her hair. "Though I think that making out by the pond while we fish sounds pretty great. Maybe with a couple cold beers if you can drink 'em while you're on call." She smiled and nuzzled his stomach again before pulling back, smiling, "Your radio's awfully quiet, is it normally this calm?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 03:47:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke let out a soft, low sound as Penny rubbed against his stomach, feeling the muscles clenching a little under her touch. He laughed softly at her words, licking his lips as she looked up at him. "Making out with a couple of cold ones sounds amazing." As she pulled back he glanced over at his radio on the dresser, having left it there when he came in. He scrunched up his eyebrows a little but then nodded. "I mean, its a pretty small town. Most we usually get is a snake or gator in somebody's backyard, or..." He paused, laughing softly. "The occasional big cat sighting." He chuckled as he walked over to the dresser, checking the radio and then slipping it into his back pocket. "Everything seems to be in working order though, just a slow day. Which..." He looked at her and licked his lips, letting his eyes wander again hungrily over her. "I'm eternally grateful for."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 03:57:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned up at him, standing up and wrapping her arms around Duke, kissing him thoroughly before stepping back with a happy sigh.&nbsp; She found herself biting back words that they weren't ready for yet, moving around the room and making sure everything was packed up in her duffel, swinging it over her shoulder. She tended to pack light when she was working, and she made a point of not unpacking in case she needed to get out of dodge quickly. "I'm not doing anything to keep it quiet, in case you had any question about that. That's probably a little beyond what I can do on purpose, anyway." She grinned at him, waiting to make sure he was ready to go and planning on grabbing her gun out of his glove box once they were done with lunch; she didn't think she'd need it, but it was the times when a person felt safe when it was the best idea to be prepared. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 04:02:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed softly and shook his head. "Oh we do plenty to keep it quiet, don't you worry about that." He winked at her and took a look around, wrapping one hand over the crook between his neck and shoulder, squeezing there. His muscles flexed as he did, his back arching a little. "You got everything?" He saw her carrying such a light load and laughed a little, shaking his head. Still shaking it lightly, he walked to the door and opened it, stepping aside for her to leave before him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 05:38:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah. That's why I'm going to need to go shopping for a dress before Sunday!" Penny licked her lips, walking out of the door with the key ring looped around her finger. "Uh, will your family want me to go to church with them?" She wasn't quite sure what to expect from that, but she was game to try it. <em>Oh... oh no I wonder if they're all into that voodoo thing?&nbsp; Will I have to sacrifice a rooster?</em> She knew very little about it, and shook her head a tiny bit, dismissing the reflexive nervousness. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 07:26:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke smiled as he watched Penny walk out the door, closing it behind him after checking to make sure he didn't leave anything. He followed Penny out and glanced around for the main door to the motel so that she could check out. At Penny's question, Duke chuckled softly and shook his head. "Oh, no. Some of the family do go to a church, and a few of them at that, but it is not something we have ever agreed on." He smirked as he took a&nbsp; breath, sighing it out and shaking his head. "So, honestly, you might be pulled every which way to church, but you won't have to go with any of them, and not the first time. We'll meet them after services are over for the morning anyway." He placed a hand comfortingly on Penny's shoulder, squeezing it slightly. When he spotted the main entrance to the motel proper he guided her that way, content to walk the short distance before they drove off for the day.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 21:51:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny turned her head and rubbed her cheek against his knuckles, walking comfortably with him toward the hotel office and relaxing some. "Not that I'm not willing to go. What kind of churches are they?" She stepped back a little, easing in against his side as they walked and wrapping her arm around his waist.&nbsp; She could feel the sun on her face, the heat feeling like it was tightening her delicate skin over her cheeks and forehead.&nbsp; She nudged the door open to the dingy lobby, sniffing the air and catching a hint of old cigarette smoke from before the ban, hitching her duffel back up on her shoulder and waiting for the desk clerk to turn around, clearing her throat. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 22:13:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke eased into Penny's side with a happy soft sound as they walked, his arm wrapping around her shoulders. He tried not to breathe in too deeply, the acrid and dingy smells of the entire motel complex overwhelming his senses. Instead, he focused on Penny's question as they walked. "Oh a little of this, a little of that." He laughed a little and looked down at her. "Don't worry, we don't handle snakes or sacrifice animals. Well, unless we're going to eat." He winked at her and covered his mouth as they pushed into the dingy, dirty office. The smell of smoke and cheap perfumes was overwhelming, his eyes feeling like they were burning. He gave a soft cough and tried to clear his throat, speaking through it. "Mostly Catholic, a couple of Baptists and my great aunt she goes to a Pentecostal church." He smiled at Penny and looked up as he saw movement from behind the desk.<br><br>The man who turned around looked like he stepped straight out of the 70's, and Duke wondered for a moment just how likely it was that he got his kicks looking over the security footage. Somewhat confirming his suspicions, Duke saw the man adjusting his outdated dark brown khakis and glancing past him, Duke saw the footage of at least three different bathrooms in the motel. He didn't say anything, just standing by Penny and looking quietly menacing as the man looked up at them. "Yes, can I help you?" His voice was almost as slimy as he was, and Duke all but shuddered at the sound of it. <em>You are definitely not staying here another night. Oh no no.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 22:54:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny smiled, feeling a little thrill of relief as he named the denominations.&nbsp; Her genuine smile turned into a coolly civil look as she took in the clerk, "Huh, you're not Barb.&nbsp; Anyway... I'm checking out, you've got my card on file, right?"&nbsp; She dropped the key in the man's hand, seeing him glance up at Duke and stumble over his words. <em>I wish I could look up and see his expression right now, it must be mean.</em> She hadn't bothered to look at the security footage, the man's body between her and the tv, but it was pleasant to not have to fend off advances.&nbsp; "No, she's off today, I'll get your receipt." The clerk found something neutral to say and Penny nodded, comfortable under Duke's arm and enjoying the AC even if the lobby wasn't in the best shape. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 09:56:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke relaxed a little as the clerk spoke civilly to Penny, his arm only tightening a little around her shoulder. He nodded to the clerk as he printed off and handed over the receipt, letting Penny take it without trying to reach for it himself. He gave the clerk a civil but almost snarling smile, nodding his head again. "You have a nice day now." The clerk put on his best face and nodded in return. "You do the same." Duke almost felt the word 'boy' in the man's tone but he ignored it, guiding Penny out the door before he did anything stupid. The AC was hard to leave but Duke felt like he needed another shower just being in there. "So, off to lunch, then?" He grinned at Penny, a little forced but actually feeling himself relax as he got out of the motel and his eyes caught Penny's face. He took a slow and calming breath and cracked his neck a little, heading with Penny on his arm towards his car.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 22:39:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lunch, before you have to carry me into the restaurant. So..." Penny looked back up after tucking the receipt in her duffel bag, fingers brushing the handle of the blessed silver switchblade in her bag and making her wince fractionally at the thought of Duke accidentally touching it. "What was that about? You're not normally that uptight around people. That guy wasn't going to do anything except be a little sleazy at me." She was genuinely curious about what he had seen that had gotten him so tense, nuzzling his chest and shoulder as they got to passenger door of the car. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 22:43:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As they walked to the passenger's side door of the car, Duke's mind flashed back to what he saw on the screen and the general level of sleaze he felt. He squeezed Penny to him and kissed the top of her head with a soft, but reserved smile. "It was probably nothing, just a feeling. Something about that guy gave me the creeps." He shrugged a little, not wanting to worry her about something that wasn't going to matter now. Opening the car door, Duke helped Penny in and winked down at her casually, hoping to ease the tension and change the subject. "Maybe I just like the knight in shining armor role." He smirked and closed her door, walking around the car to the other side and sliding in against Penny, his hands running over the leather on the steering wheel as he took a deep and cleansing breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:09:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You make a great knight in shining armor, darlin'." Penny let it go, smiling over at Duke and relaxing into the seat, tossing her duffel into the back casually. "Oh, if you have to look in my bag for anything, be careful--there's a lot of silver in there." It had cost her a small fortune, the price of silver had gone through the roof since supernatural creatures started going public. She wasn't quite sure if it was the humans who were aware of the vulnerability of many supernatural creatures to silver, or the supernatural creatures themselves buying it up to keep others from buying up weapons. Either way, it had exceeded $80 an ounce, and people were scrambling to buy and sell. She reached out, holding onto Duke's knee, being quiet for a moment and wondering what he thought about her 'arsenal' being so specific. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:13:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke took a breath and relaxed a little as he felt Penny's hand on his knee. His legs spread almost instantly and he grinned at that, putting the car into motion and squeezing her hand gently. He glanced over at her as they pulled out of the motel parking lot, the roads somewhat quiet in this part of town. "You must be carrying a small fortune. We, ah... well, it's good practice to keep up with the market for silver, gives us an idea what to expect. Most of us tried to keep that particular weakness hidden, but with the internet these days, nothing stays secret long." He realized he was babbling a little and blushed, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth and focusing on the road again. He reached under Penny's hand and shifted, slowly and steadily bringing the car up to speed as they pulled onto the road.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:32:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A chain, a knife, the knuckles, and a few boxes of bullets. Oh, and I've got some armor being made for me with silver studs, but that's not in the bag." The cross Penny wore was, fortunately, gold, and she was planning to avoid wearing the chain as a belt around Duke. She figured she should give him the inventory just so he wasn't going to get surprised by any of it. "Oh... and some earrings, but I'll sell those. I don't want to risk burning you for some bling." She stroked Duke's knee, watching with interest as the small town flashed by. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:36:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke chuckled softly at the use of the word 'bling', his leg pressing outward a little to invite her hand to move further. "You know, I've always wondered... are we all hurt by it?" He cocked his head a little, at the same time both asking and not asking the question directly to Penny. "I mean, I know we Cougars are, but I've never met many others..." He trailed off and shook his head, sighing a soft sound and glancing at Penny. "I'm sure you don't want to talk about work, anyway." He grinned a little at her as he took them down a few side streets, avoiding the highway this time. "We've got much better things to talk about."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:47:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not all, no.&nbsp; Werewolves are, werecougars... I think weres in general, from what I've read. Vampires are. Demons aren't, I get everything blessed, too, just to keep it more functional.&nbsp; Fae are vulnerable to cold iron, and to their opposite element if they're elemental. I've never had a bounty on a fae, they tend to go way out of my reach if they're in trouble and they don't tend to go down alive in the first place if they're the bad kind. I can't exactly follow them internationally, or to their homeland since you have to get escorted there or fall through a rift. There are a few gates, but they're pretty well guarded in this day and age." Penny's hand stroked slowly over Duke's inner thigh as she made a contented sound, "There's also some magic that I've read works against them, but it's not exactly common to find someone who uses the old high European forms these days, you see a little bit of Chi magic here and there, and I think some of that works on them."&nbsp; She shrugged, clearly pretty happy to talk about her job since it was also her passion.&nbsp; She hadn't mentioned the burn mark her knuckles had left on Chuck's side, pretty sure that was going to be held against her by his and Duke's family if it came up. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-07-2013, 23:52:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke's eyebrows raised as Penny went on, a soft sigh escaping his lips at her touch even as he chuckled. "Well, you certainly know your job, don't you?" He smirked at her, driving down a mostly empty road with a few convenience stores and some other small shops with vast amounts of land between. As the road was mostly empty and the car in its highest gear, Duke was content to slide an arm around Penny's shoulders. He didn't quite pull her towards him, knowing her seat belt would get in the way, but he slipped his hand down over her shoulder and grazed the top of her chest as they drove. "Have you ever met any fae?" He looked at her, the subject interesting him as he smiled. "Creatures of such pure magic... would be fascinating to meet."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:01:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I didn't almost fail my senior year for nothing!" Penny scooted as far toward Duke as she could, enjoying the closeness despite the tightness of the seat belt across her hip and chest. "I saw something I think was a dryad once when I was out on a hike, or maybe something local that's similar.&nbsp; They tend not to like being around humans from what I've read and she went up her tree really fast.&nbsp; I tried to talk to her for a little bit just to explain why I was in the back woods but she didn't show up again so I left.&nbsp; Figured I was trespassing."&nbsp; She smiled, kissing the side of Duke's hand, "It's all sort of a mish-mash in the States, we've got supernaturals from all over the world showing up, just like all the mortals who come here.&nbsp; I'm not sure if they get along better with the natives than other immigrants did, they don't tend to give me much information about social politics when I'm bringing them in for skipping bail." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:05:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke laughed a little at that and leaned back comfortably in his seat. His skin felt warm where Penny had kissed his hand, and he licked his lips as he glanced over at her. "You're... unique, you know that Penny?" He chuckled again and slid his hand up, cupping the side of her head and pulling her closer to kiss the top of her head. He released her and put both hands back towards driving again, glancing back at Penny. "Power or not, most humans would avoid us like the plague. We're the stuff of legend, of horror stories, and of children's tales. Most humans seem to want to keep us that way, even though we're officially out, now." He didn't necessarily agree with the open air policy, but what was done was done, and now they just had to survive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:19:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was like that until... well, you said horror stories, that's about right.&nbsp; I couldn't pretend nothing was out there after that."&nbsp; Penny went quiet, not wanting to bring Duke down but figuring that the story was going to have to be told at some point. "A couple friends and I were out one night talking and drinking some beer she stole from her dad and talking about... you know I can hardly even remember, I think her boyfriend was acting weird, or maybe that time was about what we were going to do after high school.&nbsp; I saw the werewolf coming but I couldn't do anything to stop it before he tried to grab me, too. That was when I found out I'd inherited the family power. It wasn't really the best way to figure that out."&nbsp; Penny shrugged, not looking at Duke, her tone pained. "I have to admit, I hated weres for a long time after that.&nbsp; I don't even know what that one wanted, if he was newly turned or if he just thought he was above the law or what, I don't think they ever caught him. Or if they did Crystal's family never told me about it, I think they decided I was a bad influence or something." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:24:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke winced as Penny told her story, pulling into the parking lot of a small, rundown looking building. The wooden siding was gray with age and without paint, the sign worn and faded tough it was still legible. In bold, red and cursive letters it said "Mama's." Duke looked at Penny as they pulled in, reaching over and squeezing her thigh gently. "You know... we're not all the same, Penny." His heart felt heavy as he listened to her, knowing just the kind of attack she was talking about. "Wolves are a vicious, hungry lot. And..." He paused, laughing a little&nbsp; though without humor. "It pains me to say it but not even they are all bad." He reached up, cupping Penny's cheek as he smiled a little. "I'm glad that you came out of it okay."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:30:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know it. I've met plenty of weres just trying to make a living like everyone else since then." Penny tilted into Duke's hand, pushing down the surge of survivor's guilt his words brought up.&nbsp; She blinked and almost glared up at he ceiling, keeping the moisture from spilling out of her eyes, swallowing.&nbsp; "I don't know about you, but I could really use some lunch." She unbuckled her seat belt and reached into the saddle bag on the floor, digging out her wallet and shoving it in her pocket.&nbsp; "Can I stick my bags in your trunk, just to be safe?" She glanced at the glove compartment where her and Duke's guns were still sitting, planning to grab it for the fishing trip but deciding against it as a bad idea for the restaurant. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 00:35:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jeremiah's heart felt heavy as Penny stared up at the ceiling, feeling the pain from her almost palpable in the air. When she spoke he took it as the matter being closed for now and he nodded, reaching down and unbuckling his seat belt. "Go for it, there is plenty of room." In the back she'd find a tarp and some scattered and rusted old tools, but nothing much else. Duke opened his door and eased out of the car after checking to make sure his wallet was where he thought. He pocketed his keys after locking the car and closed the door, coming around to help Penny put away her bags. Once the bags were put away in the trunk, Duke stopped Penny from going anywhere else, pinning her against the trunk of his car. He didn't look around, not truly caring who might see as he captured her head in one hand and pulled her in for a deep and loving kiss. That kiss carried everything they weren't quite ready to say, and Duke let it all pour out between them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 01:27:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The choked feeling in Penny's throat started easing as Duke caught her, her lips molding against his as she wrapped her arms around his waist.&nbsp; Her kiss echoed his, the emotions pouring into it as she let herself melt against him.&nbsp; The trunk of the car was warm against her back and butt, and it took some effort of will to just tease the side of her foot up his ankle instead of wrapping her leg around his thigh. Her hands slid over Duke's back, feeling the musculature underneath his shirt and remembering the way his skin felt under her touch. She slid one hand up the nape of his neck, holding him in the kiss and smiling against his lips, making a contented sound. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 02:36:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke let out a soft sound of pleasure as Penny's lips molded to his. He wrapped one arm around her lower back, his knuckles just grazing the trunk of the car. He leaned into her as they kissed, fingers sinking into her hair and cupping the back of her head. At the edges of his senses he heard a couple of older women gasping but he truly didn't care, in fact it urged him on as he sank against Penny and growled softly, happily. He felt her foot teasing up the back of his ankle and shivered, biting at her bottom lip lightly and suckling at it. He pulled back slowly, breathless as he looked down into Penny's eyes. "Now I'm ready for lunch..." He winked at her and licked his lips, still tasting her on them as he pulled back from her slowly, slipping his hand confidently into hers and squeezing it, leading her towards the small restaurant.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 03:21:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny grinned, feeling a little weird and faint with hunger but holding Duke's hand hard. She followed him toward the restaurant, giving the couple old ladies who were still staring at them a sweet little 'go fuck yourselves' smile. The smell of fried food and sugar was heady as they approached the restaurant and Penny breathed it in greedily, her stomach gurgling and sounding almost like it was whining. "Gah, so hungry." She rubbed her stomach to shush it, mouth starting to water a little. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 03:44:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The couple of old ladies that were still standing around gasped at Penny's smile and huffed off with a muttered "well I never...". Duke grinned at that and winked at Penny, his own stomach growling in unison with Penny's. He breathed in deep and groaned, pushing the door open to the restaurant. Inside it was filled with smoke, some of it from the kitchen, and the main seating area seemed more like a diner than anything. Along the outside were booths and along one side were even tables, but the majority of the seating was at a long counter that was manned by four older ladies, one who seemed to be in charge. Duke grinned at her and waved. "Hey Mama, what's cookin'?" The older white woman laughed and slapped her thigh with a towel from over&nbsp; her shoulder. "Well I'll be... if it isn't little Jerry Polk." <br><br>Duke blushed a little and lowered his eyes as the woman called him that, but he led Penny to a booth away from the main counter. The woman was still talking as they sat down. "You know if you can fry it I got it. What can I get you two?" She wasn't the least bit concerned about the woman Duke was with, at least not in the traditional way that they had been seeing lately. Duke grinned and licked his lips. "How bout some of your famous chicken and dumplings, fried okra, cornbread,&nbsp; collard greens and of course some sweet tea. And Penny here, she ain't ever had beignets. So of course I brought her to the best place to find beignets in the whole of Louisiana." That had Mama laughing, and she came around from behind the counter herself at that and stood up over the two of them. "And what else for ya, sweetie?" She smiled at Penny, the smile genuine and sweet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 04:23:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny's smile was much more genuine as the owner of the restaurant spoke to them, and she sat down in the booth she found herself wanting to impress the woman.&nbsp; "I'm not sure, that all sounds great but can I look at a menu?" She thought she had seen a stack of them as they walked in, but Duke was ordering by memory and Penny was hoping she hadn't misremembered. "If there are beignets, maybe we can have some of them to share while I think about it? And sweet tea, of course." She grinned, her drawl bringing the words 'sweet tea' together into one.&nbsp; Her smile took on a bit of a teasing note as the woman grabbed her a menu, "So you've known my Duke since he was little? Any cute stories about him? I'm sure my mom's going to get me back when he meets her... there are way too many photo albums." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 04:32:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mama laughed heartily as she passed a menu to Penny, getting both of them some sweet tea. "Oh honey child, I've known 'Duke' since he was knee high to a grasshopper." She said the name 'Duke' with teasing disdain, glancing at him as she said it. "He used to come running here after school, boy could put down some beignets." She looked Duke over and shook her head. "Still can't believe you turned out so fit... and with such a looker on your arm, too!" She winked at Penny, saying it loud enough that anyone in the restaurant could hear it, almost defying them to say something. She leaned in towards Penny like she was going to whisper a secret, but she said it loud enough that Duke could hear. "Would you believe that for 10 years, this boy wore the thickest glasses you've ever seen? Got to the Army and suddenly they gave him that lasiks, and he was all better." She clicked her tongue and shook her head, glancing at Duke who was smiling a feral smile. "I'm sure you've got other customers to serve, Mama." He spoke through gritted teeth, only making the older woman laugh again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 03:48:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny laughed, too, though not unkindly, reaching across the table and squeezing Duke's hand.&nbsp; "He turned out awfully good, didn't he?&nbsp; Don't worry, I'll show you a picture of me with braces sometime that'll make you forget all about that story."&nbsp; She had been skimming over the menu, licking her lips, "Now don't get chasing her off before I get a chance to order.&nbsp; Can I get some country fried steak, corn puddin', and greens?&nbsp; That is if you're sharing a taste of what you're getting, hon." She grinned and raised her eyebrows, the idea of chicken and dumplings a little too much to pass up.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 04:23:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke grimaced a little in Penny's direction, but the smile softened as she mentioned her braces. He squeezed her hand back and held it, laughing a little. "Alright, alright... I guess you can stay." He winked at Mama, knowing it was all in good fun even if he did get embarrassed more by this woman than anyone in his own family. He licked his lips as Penny ordered, grinning at her. "I don't know... Mama's food is awfully good to be sharin', now..." He winked at her and chuckled, looking at Mama. "How 'bout you bring me an extra bowl for some dumplings?" He glanced at Penny with a smirk. "Somehow I don't think I'm getting out of this one." Mama chuckled, her eyes sparkling as she nodded and walked off to take care of their order. When she was gone, Duke looked back at Penny and took a deep breath, grabbing the napkin in front of him and spreading it out over his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 19:16:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny followed suit, covering her lap with a paper napkin and grabbing one or two extras to set next to her on the table. "For once the home field advantage has some disadvantages." She laughed a little, knowing that Duke was going to get plenty of his own back whenever they got around to visiting her hometown. "My brothers are going to tell you every one of my most humiliating moments, I figure I should get at least a little something to hold onto while I'm trying to open up a sinkhole under my chair."&nbsp; She leaned forward, forearms but not elbows on the table, supporting herself as she felt a little woozy from low blood sugar. It wasn't that she was hypoglycemic or anything, but it had been a long time since supper and they'd had a bit of excitement exertion in the past couple days. <em>That's putting it politely.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 21:27:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke grinned, thinking about the stories that Penny's siblings could probably tell. He leaned forward as Penny did, misreading the cue but as her eyes closed a little he reached up, touching her cheek. "Feeling alright there?" His head cocked to the side and he studied her face, his thumb slowly stroking over her soft skin. With his metabolism what it was, Duke was feeling a little weak himself but he pushed it down and focused on caring for Penny. Chances are the meal they were about to have wouldn't be enough to hold him over for long, despite the large amount of food he had ordered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>29-07-2013, 00:03:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm just a little hungry.&nbsp; My mama doesn't let her kids skip breakfast and I'm paying the price for all that regular eating I do." Penny leaned across the table, picking Duke's hand up and brushing her cheek against the back. "I'll be fine, don't worry about me. I think my stomach's about to be rescued by something delicious and fried, anyway. What about you, you're looking a little piqued...?" She extended her senses automatically, making sure he wasn't getting ill or feeling the effects of some sort of charm like before. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 19:46:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke smirked and watched as Penny picked up his hand, biting his bottom lip as she brushed her cheek against it. He grinned at the 'delicious and fried' comment, nodding a little. "I'll be alright. Just used a lot of energy the last day or two." He winked at her as he said that, glancing towards the kitchen with a hopeful look as he leaned back in his seat. Their drinks came almost at the same time that Duke leaned back and he thanked the waitress who brought them. Taking a sip of his tea, Duke leaned back comfortably and let out a happy sigh. "Oh this is gonna be good..." He almost muttered the words, but grinned at Penny as he said it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>10-08-2013, 23:47:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny nodded her thanks, too, taking a deep sip of her tea and making a contented sound as that first rush of sugar hit her system. The smells coming from the kitchen were delicious and had her checking over her shoulder every time someone moved in case it was their waitress bringing the first round.&nbsp; She laughed at herself and refocused on Duke, "I bet you'd look cute in glasses, you know.&nbsp; I'm going to be agitating to see some pictures from when you were little." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 05:37:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand closed his eyes, the lights on him warm as he played his fiddle, the rollicking bluegrass filling the bar and setting the drinkers' feet tapping.&nbsp; It was nighttime and Vand's agent had set him up with a few smaller gigs to get "exposure," whatever that was.&nbsp; The bar was apparently charging something called a cover fee, and apparently some amount of it was going to pay for... that was where Vand stopped caring, and his attitude had his agent tearing his hair out.&nbsp; The nix had sent the man stomping out of a room swearing more than once, though he was apparently writing it off as artistic temperament.&nbsp; Vand was using the music to describe the river that ran through the city, currently playing the weariness and sorrow that came from the pollution and trash-clogged waters after they passed through human lands, though he cycled back to how the river had once been to bring the room up again. He paid little attention to the audience, knowing his share of the money was just sitting around gathering dust, most of his focus and care going to the music itself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 05:45:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The music was beautiful, and carried old magic with it. Magic old enough that few recognized it when they saw it, but everyone felt it to some degree. Alyameldir sat at the corner of the bar closest to the stage, doing his best to blend in. Still, every man and woman that walked by at least gave him a second look, and a few slipped him a name and number. He barely acknowledged their existence with a huff as he pushed all the little notes into a pile, honey brown eyes locked to the stage. Vand had been a hard one to track down, and Alya had traveled many a stream and river before making his way into more settled human lands. As much fun as he could have had in a city like this, he was here on business and would wait for Vand to finish. He brushed a hand through golden locks, straightening his posture and looking much more like a king than an errand boy for true royalty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 05:54:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand wrapped his set up with a description of a loving couple dancing, bowing and saluting the crowd with his bow as if with a rapier. He accepted the riotous applause, some of the crowd coming to their feet to stamp and whistle.&nbsp; His eyes lazily scanned the audience, a predatory grace to his movements as he caught the eyes of a few particularly pretty women and one man who seemed to be straining in place to resist moving closer to the stage. Vand gave them each a soft, tempting smile, the expression fading rapidly as he caught sight of Alya and bowed more deeply to the man, not letting the wave of nervous resentment show. <em>This could only be a bad thing for me... why would he be in this town among all these humans?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 06:00:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alya's lips curled in what might pass for a smile to some, but was more a predatory look as he tilted his head towards Vand. He didn't give him the satisfaction of a true bow in response, not stooping so low. He turned to the bar, sighing at the glass of wine there. He had spent the first moments of his arrival trying to explain to the dimwitted bartender exactly what mead was, but when it was apparent it was a lost cause he compromised for wine. Killing the bartender wouldn't make his job here any easier, as much fun as it might've been. He wrapped slender fingers around the stem and the bottom of the glass, the golden liquid sloshing inside the glass as he lifted it and turned back to Vand. He lifted one finger off the glass and motioned the nix to come closer, his eyes locked to Vand's and not faltering.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 06:05:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand had been hoping for a more private audience, there was at least a little room where he went between sets that would have kept this from the eyes of the public. Nonetheless, he disobeyed at his own risk and so far the elf hadn't given him any real excuse for such rudeness.&nbsp; Vand took a deep breath and unlocked his jaw, approaching the elf with the proper deference in his posture. "It is an honor to have you in this mean audience to hear my music. How do you find the wine?" He was trying to be polite, not asking the questions most pressing on his mind 'Why are you here? What do you want?' and even more improper 'Go away, I don't want any.'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 06:13:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bah... wine. They call it that, but they don't know what the word even means." Alya stopped just short of spitting the wine back into his glass, even taking a sip before putting it back at his side, forgotten. "At least your music is still pure." He looked around and then locked his gaze onto Vand's eyes. "Doesn't it all just sicken you? Pandering to their will, doing what you're told just to make them... <em>happy</em>?" He scoffed and shook his head, leaning back. He looked uncomfortable, dressed in what would be considered vintage clothing by most, a Edwardian era suit in green and gold. He felt that, by getting it near the right century&nbsp; he was doing more of a service to humans than they truly deserved. It had gotten him a few stares the times that he had cared enough to notice, but his beauty shone through it and the stares were either of jealousy or lust. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 06:22:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand had been talked into a pair of tight jeans and a flannel shirt, and the comparison between himself and the elf in front of him had him almost twitching.&nbsp; "I am here as a favor to Uktena, the river is very dirty.&nbsp; I was told I needed money to help and this was the best way to get a lot quickly." He didn't comment on the people, knowing he was surrounded by them and not wanting to alienate them more than overhearing what they would surely consider hippie mumbo-jumbo would.&nbsp; He was trying not to lose fans, to lose prey that would pay to be near him, and was really hoping that he was going to be able to convince the elf to leave with him to get them clear of the crowd that was starting to gather in a tight circle around them. "Perhaps we could talk somewhere less crowded? You might be more comfortable in a place with more peace."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 06:39:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alya nodded, looking over Vand's dress with a look of derision. His lip curled in a smirk at the mention of money, a concept not foreign but unimportant to him. When Vand mentioned somewhere less crowded, Alya looked around at the crowd that had gathered to speak to Vand and to see what business he had with such an unusual man. Alya shrugged a little and sighed as he stood, his slender and tall figure stretching to its full height as he motioned forward. "I was beginning to think you had gone native, that you were at home with these people. Very well, lead the way. We have important business to discuss, Vand." He used his name as if they were old friends, though the two of them had never truly met.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 06:48:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand bowed again and vainly wished that he could send his agent to field whatever business the elf brought with him.&nbsp; He gave his fans a strained smile, not showing his slightly pointed teeth, and waved his hand the way he'd been shown, reciting, "I'll be back out in a little while, folks."&nbsp; The crowd reluctantly parted in front of him, leading the elf toward the small dressing room where they'd set up a couple chairs and a mirror, though he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with that.&nbsp; As he got out of view of the crowd he brushed his hands over himself, clothes appearing to shift into a rippling silver and blue silk tunic and hosen, elegant silver boots on his feet.&nbsp; He opened the dressing room door and held it for the elf and a flicker of ire that he kept suppressed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 06:53:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When the door to the dressing room closed behind them, Alya's clothing changed much as Vand's, replaced by a green and gold long tunic and green hosen, his boots golden but in a similiar style. Alya took up the chair in front of the mirror without question, crossing one leg over the other and leaning back, taking on an air of possession over the small room. "Do you know why I've been sent, Vand?" Most of the time when Alya was sent it was with a more malicious purpose than this, and he faintly wished that to be the case this time. But, he had his orders and would leave the nix unharmed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 06:58:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand had exerted himself with his glamour, appearing to have a cloak of flowing water and staying standing while the elf sat.&nbsp; His pale blond eyebrows raised as the elf seemed he was going to get right to the point, shocked that he wasn't dancing around the subject the way only the high fae could.&nbsp; <em>Blessings, or something too urgent to play games with me.</em>&nbsp; "I cannot begin to guess, unless it was to hear my humble music." He tucked his violin into the corner behind him, keeping his body between it and the elf reflexively. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 07:06:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The elf laughed, his silvery blonde hair almost seeming to float in a breeze that wasn't there. "No, I suppose you couldn't... You've really grown far too comfortable here, Vand." He shook his head and looked around, feeling cramped and closed in by the structure and unnatural feel of it all. "I cannot fathom what she would want with you..." His voice faded as he mused aloud, taking a moment to look over Vand with a more critical eye, shaking his head subtly at the sight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 07:14:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nix struggled to force his growing anger down, knowing that if this was any indication he was going to be watching bubbles rise with deep satisfaction before the end of the night.&nbsp; If only he could have chosen the elf as his victim he would have been the happiest fae on the continent.&nbsp; He allowed his eyes to close in a sleepy blink, holding a faint smile on his face and cursing internally, wishing he could break something. <em>Maybe the elf's face. That would be satisfying.</em>&nbsp; Still, he was far enough from a river here that he wouldn't dare take the creature on head-to-head, so he stayed silent and waited in what he hoped passed for polite interest for the elf to get to the point of his visit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 07:25:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alya let the silence build to an uncomfortable length before finally sighing. "No fun at all..." He smirked at Vand. "Oh very well... You're being summoned, and for some reason they thought of me to bring the message. You've dealt with the Courts before, of course." It wasn't a question, as Alya couldn't fathom a Fae that had no dealings with either Court. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 07:35:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have." Vand had, though at no great length, and he didn't favor further dealings with either Seelie or Unseelie courts, his heart sinking.&nbsp; He was allied, loosely, with the Unseelie Court who he presumed was the one summoning him.&nbsp; "Dare I ask who your royal mistress is?&nbsp; Perhaps if you told what you knew of her wishes I could better serve her and her pleasure would reflect well on us both." It would be the ultimate disgrace to show up at the wrong court unsummoned, and going unprepared was eminently discomfiting. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 07:54:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you seem to have dared, haven't you?" Alya smirked as he considered Vand's question. It pleased him to no end to think of Vand going in unprepared, but it would reflect badly on him if Vand were to make a fool of himself in front of the Queen. He cleared his throat and rolled a scroll from thin air out into his hands. It was all for show, but Vand seemed to want something official so Alya was going to give it to him. He sat up and straightened his back, looking at Vand over the top of the scroll. "The Queen of Air and Darkness, Queen Mab, summons thee to Court to discuss matters most important." He rolled the scroll up and it disappeared again, as if it never existed to begin with. "That is all I know, and anything more will have to come from the Queen herself." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 08:18:38</strong>
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				Vand's eyes closed partway as he listened to the elf's words, still watching him carefully and bowing his head at the name of the Queen.&nbsp; "Very well, and who may I thank for delivering her Majesty's message?" The elf's high-handed treatment wasn't going to be let go easily or quickly, and if Vand had any means of gaining favor with the queen by her message then he might trade in a favor to make the elf's life uncomfortable for a time.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 20:34:16</strong>
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				Alya's eyes hardened a little at Vand's question. Names had power, and even those spoken in the common tongue were highly guarded. The elemental would know that, which made Alya wonder what game he was playing at. "You may thank the Queen, if you so choose." He smirked and licked his lips slowly, letting a truly unnatural smile spread across his face, betraying the inhuman look behind his eyes. "Now that business is concluded, are you going to offer me some refreshment, perhaps some entertainment?" He smirked, leaning back comfortably and openly, letting Vand know he wasn't going anywhere, just yet. As he sat there, as a show of his growing boredom, Alya turned up one hand and a small ball of light appeared to hover above that hand. It was joined by two more, which Alya began to juggle one handed with as little concentration as he could allow.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 01:12:14</strong>
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				"I certainly will."&nbsp; Vand had been hoping for at least a use-name, given that the elf was making awfully free with his, but he shrugged and ran his fingers back through his hair in a studiedly casual gesture, moving it away from the pointed tip of his ear.&nbsp; It wasn't the same high, elegant curve as a high fae's, but it was decidedly inhuman.&nbsp; "What would serve your tastes, my lord?" He made a guess, one that was likely to be flattering, regarding the elf's rank. "This is a humble human tavern, but I can bring you anything they might have to offer... or would something else be more enjoyable?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 02:17:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alya gave an agreeable grin at the respect that Vand was showing him. running his tongue along his teeth slowly. He let the balls of light travel across the small room, one circling Vand's head teasingly. The lights themselves were warm, and to an elemental or fae would feel vaguely like home. With a casual snap of his fingers he dismissed the lights and leaned forward, looking into Vand's eyes. "Do you ever just... kill one of them?" He glanced towards the door out to the bar, then back at Vand, grinning. "It is so easy, isn't it? They're so...fragile, so weak."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 02:27:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand watched the circling ball of light, wondering if it was just what it appeared or if a wrong move or answer was likely to have him in a world of hurt, going with the truth. "I prefer drowning them, if they're not ones who are going to be missed, especially if they anger me." He half closed his eyes, his body responding to memories of a struggling body against his, bubbles rising through water and looks of desperation, a slow smile stretching across his lips and revealing pointed teeth.&nbsp; It was easy, sometimes, for him to forget that he had not always been such a dark creature, and when he lost himself in the music he was more truly and purely happy than he was at any other time. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 02:35:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alya smirked as he watched Vand, seeing what his thoughts were doing to him. Knowing what Vand was, Alya could guess without any sort of probing of the elemental's mind exactly what was going through it. He slowly got up while Vand's eyes were half closed, moving carefully but fluidly behind the elemental. He leaned down and placed his thin lips against Vand's ear, breathing out slowly. "It would be so easy, to kill the ones out there... but I won't. I like you, Vand." He lifted up as he said that, placing his hands on Vand's shoulders. His voice was a little louder as he continued to speak. "Just don't forget who, and what, you are. Perhaps your time spent in the Queen's presence will help to remind you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 02:48:44</strong>
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				Vand stiffened, but he could feel the flush of desire still running through him as the elf circled behind him.&nbsp; He knew it would be a terrible idea to offer himself to the creature, his own hatred of him aside, regardless of how good the breath of warm air against his ear felt.&nbsp; Still his breath almost jerked in his lungs as he shivered slightly at the elf's touch. The high fae held more power over the creatures of the elements than Vand would have been happy with under any circumstances. "I never have, my lord, but time in her court will certainly be a powerful reminder." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 02:57:04</strong>
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				Alya smirked as Vand stiffened and trembled under his touch, his hands moving over the elemental's shoulders. He squeezed a little as Vand spoke, then slowly circled around him. "You may call me Alya. You've earned that much." He spoke plainly, looking down into Vand's eyes as he stood towering somewhat over him. His honey brown eyes seemed to move and roil of their own accord, the color in them almost alive on its own. He reached a hand up towards Vand and blew across it, the warm air turning into a summer breeze that caressed Vand's cheek and jaw, teasing across his skin as Alya went back to sit in the chair he had claimed.&nbsp; He brought his hands together in front of his face, long fingers touching at their tips and tapping together. "A shame, really, that I can't claim you for my own instead."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 03:08:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand looked up into the living brown of Alya's eyes, the caress sending subtle thrills through him and making his jaw clench a little with nervous resentment and lust. He straightened up, finding that he had tilted his head to welcome the touch of air.&nbsp; Air wasn't his element, even if it had the potential to be allied, which made him more uncomfortable about being in Mab's presence later. Still, right in this moment he had an elf in front of him who was decidedly a risk to him since he doubted his intentions were ones that Vand would especially enjoy. "Is it, Alya? And what would you do if you could 'claim me' without annoying the Queen?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 03:19:19</strong>
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				Alya smirked, practically feeling Vand's resentment and discomfort in waves off the elemental's body. He chewed at his bottom lip and leaned back in his seat, arms spread wide in a show of cocky comfort and ownership of the space. "Oh, you'd love to know that, wouldn't you? But the Queen has eyes and ears everywhere, Vand... even in this place. If she didn't like what I had to say, you and I both know it would come back on me. No... I'm going to leave that to your imagination, and just say that I may call on you another time, when there aren't urgent matters at hand." He stretched and pushed himself up off the chair. "For now, I am going to leave this place of stone and metal. Too unnatural, I don't know how you survive it." He shuddered a little, though it was partially for show, his hands sliding down his body and returning his clothing to what it had been when he entered. "When I leave, no one is going to have a strong memory of my time here, but don't worry... it won't seem out of place, for them." He walked towards the door, looking at Vand over his shoulder. "the Queen will send an escort for you, when it is time. I wouldn't keep her waiting, when it arrives." With that he stepped through the door and made his way through the crowd, leaving them in a state of slight discomfort, as if there was something on the edge of their minds they couldn't remember.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 03:35:44</strong>
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				Vand watched Alya, upper lip curling in a silent snarl after the smug elf was gone.&nbsp; He felt as if he was half floating, practically slamming the door. He almost ran to his violin, checking it with his hands and senses, natural and supernatural, then relaxing slowly as his fingers caressed over the warm wood.&nbsp; The way his fingers ran over the silken finish reminded him of the throbbing of his cock, making him wince.&nbsp; He put his violin down, more loving with it than with any person, mortal or immortal, he'd ever touched, and sat deliberately in the chair Alya had occupied. He ran his hands over his body, clothing vanishing, and almost growled with irritation as he wrapped his hand around his heavy, pale shaft. He braced his feet against the concrete floor, stroking fast and hard, imagining the way the elf would writhe in his grip as he dragged him down under the surface of the river. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 02:44:42</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150647.msg8723459#msg8723459">Quote from: Zipporah on 10-08-2013, 23:47:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Penny nodded her thanks, too, taking a deep sip of her tea and making a contented sound as that first rush of sugar hit her system. The smells coming from the kitchen were delicious and had her checking over her shoulder every time someone moved in case it was their waitress bringing the first round.&nbsp; She laughed at herself and refocused on Duke, "I bet you'd look cute in glasses, you know.&nbsp; I'm going to be agitating to see some pictures from when you were little."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Duke smiled, watching Penny for a moment as she drank her first sip of Mama's famous tea. He was content watching her at first as she kept looking around, anxious and ready to eat. When she focused on him he sat back as if trying to distance himself from the fact that he was watching her, and chuckled low and deep when she spoke. "You think so, huh? I'm gonna have to kill Mama for that... shame too, I really liked it here." He shook his head, sighing though he couldn't fight the smirk on his lips. He licked his lips slowly and reached for his tea, taking a deep sip and looking at Penny over the rim of the glass. "What about you? If you're gonna get that kind of blackmail on me, I better get something in return."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 02:52:30</strong>
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				Penny laughed, thinking as she smiled at Duke across the table.&nbsp; She settled on a story, running her fingers over the condensation on her glass. "Ok, ok. I didn't wear glasses or need braces growing up, but when I was little my brothers all liked teasing me... like brothers do, I guess.&nbsp; We were out back by the shed playing and they convinced me that if I caught this big--I mean <em>huge</em>-- rat and brought it to mom she'd be right pleased."&nbsp; She shook her head, "I didn't know any better, and I don't think they expected me to catch it, but I think I used my Luck and I grabbed it and ran inside. You should have heard her shriek, and you should have seen me bawl when she had daddy kill my rat. I guess I'd decided it was going to be a pet."&nbsp; She took another deep drink of her tea through her straw, "None of the boys would admit which one of them had put me up to it, so they all got a whoopin'." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 02:58:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh huh... and you didn't come out on top of this, how? They all got whupped because of you, that makes you a winner. Nah, I want some real dirt..." Still, Duke had smiled as he listened to Penny's story, the twinkle in his eye showing his pleasure in it. He sipped his tea again and sat back as he put it down, wrapping both hands over the edge of the table and rapping his fingers over it. "Something real embarrassing, that's what I want to hear." He was smiling so wide it almost hurt, teeth seeming a little brighter in contrast to his skin as he looked at Penny, obviously waiting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 03:10:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny squinted, thinking harder. Her Luck had almost always been there to keep her out of trouble, but surely there was a good story... the beignets arrived and she reached for one before she got a little tingle of warning that they were too hot.&nbsp; She withdrew her hand, breathing the sweet scent of them in and fidgeting impatiently before she made herself sit back.&nbsp; "Fine, dirt. I got grounded for three months once when I was fourteen because I skipped school then stayed out way past I was supposed to be home to smoke and make out with a boy in the woods.&nbsp; I'm not sure how my daddy found us, but I got hauled up by the back of my shirt and dragged home.&nbsp; And I do mean dragged.&nbsp; I thought I was too big to get spanked, but you had better believe I was wrong!&nbsp; And then there was the whole church praying for me every Wednesday and Sunday for just weeks." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 03:17:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke reached his hand halfway out before Penny pulled back, grinning softly. "Careful now, those are hot." He licked his lips as the first scent touched his senses, eyes closing for a moment as he breathed it in. He listened to Penny's words as he sat back comfortably, reaching one foot under the table and running it along Penny's ankle. His eyes widened and he paused at the story Penny told, chuckling. "Daddy caught you because parents always know. I don't know how they do, but they do. I always thought my momma had eyes in the back of her head, but my gram was even worse. I swear that old woman could catch me or my brothers from the next town over." He laughed a little and bit his lip, his eyes traveling down to Penny's seat as his mind went somewhere mostly unrelated when she mentioned a beating. He shook his head and looked back into her eyes. "Now we're talking, though. Now, see, you've earned a look at that picture." Winking at her, Duke snagged a beignet and bit into it. The pastry was still too hot but he played it off, blowing on it in his mouth to cool it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 03:27:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny watched Duke narrowly, picking up a beignet and blowing on it before she took a careful nibble. The powdered sugar dusted down over her shirt and she ignored it for the moment, leaning forward over a napkin and eating with pleased, hungry little bites.&nbsp; It was sweet, just the right level of greasy, hot, and it filled her mouth with rich flavors; she was pretty sure she wasn't going to be able to stop eating them and silently mourned her waistline as she played footsie with Duke under the table. "These are amazing, and that's not just the hunger talking." She had to make herself swallow to speak, and her blue eyes were wide as she took another bite.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 03:34:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke almost enjoyed Penny's reaction to the beignets than the tasty little pastries themselves, running his foot further up her leg as he ate his. He grinned as she spilled sugar all over her shirt, his eyes locked to hers as he leaned forward and reached out, brushing sugar down off her top and all down into her lap. He lingered a good bit longer than necessary over her chest as he cleaned her, winking as he sat back again and licked the powdered sugar off his fingertips one by one. "I told you, didn't I? Best beignets in the country, hands down."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 04:03:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I haven't had any others, but I don't think anyone can top these." Penny ate a second, then started on a third before she sat back with a little groan, not yet full but determined to slow down.&nbsp; "So I get to see the picture, huh?" She greedily licked sugar off of her fingers, looking down with a sigh and brushing her shirt and pants off with another napkin. She smiled up at her boyfriend, thrilling as she thought of him in those terms, the food seeming to help with the last remnants of her moodiness from earlier.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 04:12:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Duke grinned as he watched Penny chow down, eating a second beignet himself, though a little slower. He licked sugar and grease off his lips, his eyes following Penny's hand as she brushed herself off again. He smirked and looked into her eyes, shivering a little at something he saw there but smiling wider because of it. "I guess I did say that, huh?" He winked at her and wiped his mouth with his napkin, looking towards the kitchen as he saw their waiter bringing out the rest of their food. His stomach grumbled, the sound audible probably for more than just their table. "Well, a deal's a deal." He winked and nodded, not saying yes out right but dancing around it sufficiently to feel he'd answered her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>12-06-2014, 04:53:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Penny could hardly wait until the plates were on the table before she was digging in. The food was hot and delicious, and watching Duke to make sure he was eating and enjoying his meal, too. She wanted to tell him that he was absolutely right bout how good the place was, but he hoped that the way she was stuffing her face made that clear enough that she didn't have to spell it out. Nonetheles, she freed up a hand, wiped it on her napkin, and reached across the table just to touch his arm, enjoying the closeness as she slid her feet out to entwine them with his. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 04:29:33</strong>
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				<strong>VAND AND PATRICK</strong><br><br>The stage lights were still off, but the crowd had started straggling in. Vand had been making a name for himself in Knoxville, and his agent was booking him in bigger and bigger venues.&nbsp; Tonight it was another bar, but the nix didn't especially care.&nbsp; He was going along with what his agent wanted him to do, for reasons of his own, and he had a feeling that the red-faced, sweating man could tell that his hold on Vand was tenuous at best.&nbsp; The fae was slouched, gracefully because he didn't do anything without grace, across an elderly armchair in the back room, plucking idly at the strings of his fiddle.&nbsp; John, the agent, sat across from him and rambled about the bar, how it was next to the river like Vand wanted, how there might be some particularly important people in the audience this time. Vand was barely listening, fingering a run up the neck of his instrument and looking at the door; his long blond hair was arranged to hide the points of his ears, though some drunk men had seemed interested in picking a fight with him over the combination of his hair, slender build, and silk shirts before he had allowed the John person to pick his clothing for him.&nbsp; <em>Of course I fuck males. Why would anyone want to limit themselves?</em> He half shrugged at the memory, and stood up as the door opened to signal that it was time to go onstage. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 04:54:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick found more and more that he loved the South. Especially when the US had a Democrat as president, and <em>especially</em> closing in on an election year. People in the South loved their guns anyway, but all it took was one person on the news erroneously telling them that their guns were going to get taken away, and they came out in droves to buy up whatever they could get their hands on. Patrick didn't buy into any of the politics behind it, but he knew an opportunity when he saw one. <br><br>That very opportunity was what brought him to Knoxville, Tennessee. He had a small entourage with him, consisting of Brook and three humans, two women and one man, that he trusted well enough to run things without his supervision. They were along by necessity as he had acquired a booth at a local gun show and the hours kept him and Brook both from attending. During the course of the gun show and the night time hours following, Patrick had not only made a decent profit during the show but had also made a few after hours sales to some gentlemen with a desire to keep things quiet. <br><br>Now, it was time to celebrate. Patrick had inquired about the local nightlife, and had been directed by more than a few enthusiastic responses to a microbrewery in town that by all accounts had one of the best musicians Knoxville had ever seen playing there tonight. Patrick had a fondness for bluegrass music, as it reminded him a bit of home, so he made his way downtown and almost immediately spotted the place. It didn't seem like the music had even started yet, but there was already a line forming out the door. Patrick got in line and fished out his ID, palming it and taking a moment to look over the patrons in line. There was something unusual about it, but he couldn't quite put a finger on it. He shrugged off the feeling and looked over the outside of the bar. It looked as if it was almost faking the natural gritty feeling of many local dive bars, although it seemed to be grown up from that past instead of trying to buy into it. The place still had a run down, rugged look to it, spruced up by a new coat of paint and some trim to make the place feel more upscale.<br><br>&nbsp;Patrick grinned as he bounced a little in line, glad that the line was moving quickly. He heard people talking about the Danish performer that was headlining, which certainly had him intrigued. It seemed the music was still bluegrass, but it would certainly be interesting to see what this man did to make it his own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 05:03:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The line was still moving as Vand stepped onto stage, and there was a round of applause and cheers that made the building echo as the lights came up.&nbsp; Vand, his fiddle tucked under his arm, bowed and flashed the crowd a glittering smile, his teeth slightly pointed and disguised by the swiftness of the expression. He stomped his foot on the stage to set the beat, which got the humans clapping in some semblance of rhythm, and tucked the fiddle under his chin.&nbsp; He brought the bow down on the strings and the fiddle sighed a note that rapidly flowed into a rollicking run with a hint of a lure woven through it.&nbsp; <em>Come with me, I'll give you joy, dance and forget your worries...</em> The music spoke for Vand, and it wasn't long before feet were tapping and bodies were swaying down below him.&nbsp; He used his music to describe what he wanted to see, what he wanted his audience to feel, pleasure, abandon, and an intense desire to get closer to the nix.&nbsp; The humans moved in toward the stage.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 05:08:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the musician stepped out on stage, Patrick was busy ordering a dark ale to start the night off. He had them pour it at room temperature and leave it on the bar, which he then promptly ignored. He turned his attention to the stage and grinned as he watched the musician step onto the stage. He was surprised to see him alone, but when he started playing it was clear why. Patrick felt something tug at him but it was more of a nudge than a real pull. Still, it made him take notice and he looked around slowly, watching the rest of the bar move in almost in unison.<br><br>The music itself was joyful yet it was more the promise of things to come than of immediate gratification. Patrick wasn't sure where that thought came from, but&nbsp; he felt it described the music perfectly. He licked his lip and picked up his ale, making his way slowly towards the stage and keeping his eyes scanning the crowd. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 05:22:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand lifted the bow from the strings for a moment of applause and remembering what his agent had drilled into him. "Thank you, thank you! It is great to be here tonight." He spoke with a soft accent and a lilt to his voice, making eye contact with members of the audience, particularly those near the stage.&nbsp; "This next piece is very meaningful to me, I wrote it to describe my home." He lowered the bow again, done with speaking to the humans for now, and launched into a tender, vivid musical description of the river that gave him birth and life.&nbsp; The music was fast, descriptive of the pace of the water during snowmelt, and the lush notes brought to mind the way the river flowed over rocks and flooded banks, the way the fish and animals awoke from the ice of winter.&nbsp; Each season, night and day, was played in elegant notes, translated to the local dialect of bluegrass fiddling, though still with Vand's 'voice' resounding through the music.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 05:30:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That sonofa..." Patrick muttered to himself, chuckling softly as he looked around the audience. He saw the signs then, plain as day. It might slip anyone else's notice, but one predator knows the tricks of another when he sees it. He looked at the musician more closely, trying to identify him. The music the man played sounded ancient, even if the bluegrass sound was relatively new. It sounded pure, unfiltered, and certainly inhuman to Patrick's ears as he began to truly <em>listen.</em> He had no memory of the place that Vand's music described, but still the river was as clear in his mind as if he grew up there himself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 05:42:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand licked his lips, slowly drawing the last notes of winter to a close.&nbsp; The audience seemed to let out a collective sigh as the nix opened his eyes.&nbsp; "As always, I am donating my share of the door to organizations that help protect rivers and waterways in this state and worldwide. If you choose to donate as well, there is a box at the table where the discs are for sale."&nbsp; John was standing behind the merch table, and he waved, keeping a hard eye on Vand as the line that he kept trying to get the nix to stop including in his shows came up once more.&nbsp; Vand was giving the audience a look that invited the people in it to make some fractional effort to redeem themselves before he broke the look with a smile when people starting to peel off to drop bills in the box. "It means a lot to me.&nbsp; Now for something a little more fun." He played a set of classic reels, filtered once more through the lens of bluegrass, and with his own little push behind it, encouraging the crowd to loosen up, dance, and put money in the filling box. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 21:23:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick glanced back at the table with CDs and t-shirts and other random merch. He smirked as he saw the man working the table, and the look he gave Vand. He was certain, from that look, that the man wasn't entirely happy with something about the way the musician was handling things. He didn't know the story there, but the unspoken conversation was still amusing. <br><br>He turned his attention back to the stage to see the musician making some very deliberate eye contact with the crowd. He smirked as he went against the urge and walked towards the stage, eyes locked to Vand's as he made his way up, as if to show he wasn't under whatever power was being used. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 21:40:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand saw a young man moving against the crowd, his fingers flickering like rapids over rocks across the strings of his fiddle as he met the bright eyes at the foot of the stage.&nbsp; He quirked a smile at the challenge and pushed, focusing his lure on the man and letting the power lap over the rest of the audience in ripples.&nbsp; His foot was tapping the beat against the boards, and his soft blue eyes locked to the gray.&nbsp; His grin widened as he felt the resistance, the night suddenly becoming more interesting.&nbsp; He brought the reel around again, working toward a third repeat.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 21:51:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick had been able to push away the lure when Vand was concentrating on the room as a whole. He thought he could continue to fight it, but when the musician turned his attention fully on Patrick, it was like his head was caught in a vice suddenly. He licked his lips and locked eyes with the man, fighting it as well as he could, though eventually, he took one more step towards the stage without his say. He defiantly walked the rest of the way on his own accord, then settled into a table near the stage and watched the musician more closely. He knew about magic, and knew even still that there were things beyond his understanding. Still, it didn't make the feeling of being controlled any more appealing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 22:06:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the young man took the step, Vand released him, returning his attention to the rest of the room.&nbsp; He kept an eye on the man, winking at him as the brought the reels to a close.&nbsp; He didn't speak between songs, this time, instead launching into a musical description of Patrick himself, the fiddle cataloging his hair, stature, strength, and bravado.&nbsp; The description was friendly, questioning his motives, though he moved into a broader description of the evening, the crowd as a whole. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 23:02:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick didn't 'speak' music, though he did feel the tone of the music the man was playing take a more personal bend. He smiled at that and smirked back at the musician, only turning his attention away when someone came to check on his drink. He ordered a whiskey neat and then turned his eyes back to the stage. The music seemed to be building him up, making him feel more at ease and this time he gave into it a bit more. The music seemed to move on, and Patrick glanced around the bar as the crowd moved with the music, everyone seeming to truly enjoy themselves. He didn't allow himself to forget that he was dealing with a predator, however, his attention turning back to the stage as he watched more closely. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>14-09-2015, 23:43:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a sense of power about the redhaired man, though Vand wasn't certain what it was; he certainly smelled like he might be on the hunt for something or other. The fae didn't mind sharing turf, so long as he wasn't of an opposing element, and that wasn't the sense he got from their contact.&nbsp; He had been working on selecting a target from the crowd, however he was proceeding with more caution now that he and Patrick had recognized each other.&nbsp; John circled around the stage and made pointed eye contact with him, which the fae found distasteful and impertinent, but shook off for the sake of the man's usefulness to him.&nbsp; "Be back in a minute, folks." The lights came down Vand picked up a glass bottle with clear water in it, drinking slowly as he listened to the man's whispered scold about not encouraging people to buy his CD.&nbsp; The water was from a local spring, not purified in any way, and he felt the power of the water source flooding into him.&nbsp; "John, selling the discs is your business. I play music, you sell it and get me places to play. That was our arrangement, was it not?" He turned before the man could answer, returning to stage and leaving the man red-faced.&nbsp; The contract they had said nothing about him being required to say that there were shirts or CDs for sale, and Vand played very strictly by contracts. He centered himself on stage again, playing a slower dance number with wistful hints of the mountains and wild tangles of laurel and rhododendron.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 01:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick sensed some tension between the musician and the man he tagged as being something like his producer, or at least his agent. He overheard a bit of the hushed conversation, but didn't focus on it as he sipped his drink. He felt the pangs of growing hunger, but chose to ignore it for the moment. Instead he focused in more on the musician and watched him closely. If he played his cards right, the two paths could meet, but somehow he felt that feeding from that man would be more than he could handle. <br><br>The music that started up as Vand took the stage again was slower, and made Patrick sway a bit in his seat. He smiled as a young woman came his way and shyly asked him to dance, which Patrick happily obliged. He took the girl's hand in his own, glad for the drink to both dull her senses and give himself a reason for cold hands. She smiled and told him to place his hands under her top to warm them. It was a very thinly veiled come on, but Patrick fell right into it with a grin as his cool hands wrapped over the girl's lower back and they began to move to the music together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 01:34:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After another couple dance pieces, Vand slowed the music down again, playing a description of a dead river in the form of a lament, tinging it with his anger at the humans who had poisoned it.&nbsp; He interjected another plug for his river fund after the song, watching the crowd for motion toward the merch table and letting them know he would be back for another set.&nbsp; Instead of retreating back to the shabby 'dressing room,' as was his habit, Vand went to the bar for a drink.&nbsp; A few women peeled away from their friends to talk to him, and Vand was able to wax eloquent about the state of waterways and his work toward cleaning them up, and about his music.&nbsp; Beyond that, however, he wasn't interested in talking to humans, not while he was watching for Patrick in the crowd and unsure if the being was going to be trying to interfere with his hunt. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 01:40:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick peeled away from his dancing partner, surprising even himself with his lack of interest. He made his way through the crowds as the set ended and moved towards the bar, mostly empty drink in hand. He motioned for the bartender that he wanted another, setting the glass on the bar top and moving in towards the musician. He didn't push his way through the crowd, but made himself known and smiled at Vand, simply watching him. This was, obviously, the culmination of the musician's hunt. Patrick just wasn't sure exactly what he was after.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 01:48:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vand had a drink in hand, a glass full of something honey-based that he would occasionally sip, but his primary focus was on one of the women in front of him.&nbsp; She simpered and tried to ingratiate herself to him, and he was leaned back against the bar, eyes half-lidded as he let her dig herself deeper, talking about how MUCH she cared about every single cause that Vand was interested in.&nbsp; She had begun telling him that she was an aspiring musician, herself, and she'd already written a song that he should <em>definitely</em> hear, when Patrick got his own drink.&nbsp; "I need to greet my friend, before my next set. How about you find me after the show?" He gave her a sharp-toothed smile and turned away from her, not waiting for her response as he approached Patrick.&nbsp; "Enjoying the music?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 01:51:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick sat back against the bar as he watched Vand out of the corner of his eye, sipping his drink. He grinned a little as he watched him, not making any move towards the man as he was approached. "Much more enjoying the musician, and the way he works." He winked at him and sipped his drink, letting his fangs show a bit as he leaned back. "Very interesting...techniques."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 02:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is this your home ground?" Vand could, probably, beat him in a flat-out fight, but he wasn't especially interested in the competition.&nbsp; He spotted the fangs and nodded, "Ah.&nbsp; I've met your kind before." He didn't respond by revealing what he, himself, was.&nbsp; Nonetheless, he relaxed against the bar, taking another slow sip of his drink, showing teeth that were a row of points.&nbsp; The line in front of the merch table was still several people deep, and he was willing to take a few moments to chat with the vampire. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 02:12:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked as he looked at Vand, taking in the pointed teeth and his demeanor. "I believe that puts me at a disadvantage, then." He sipped his drink slowly. His body was relaxed, but a fellow predator would recognize it as a ploy. He was ready to spring at any time if needed. "And no, this is not my turf, at all. I am entirely out of my element here." He let his accent thicken a bit, licking his lips. "Though, I must say, the clientele here is rather easy to please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 02:30:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They do respond well to accents, do they not?" Vand's eyes traveled slowly over Patrick's body, his own accent still light but audible.&nbsp; "I have no objection to you using the music to find a... companion."&nbsp; John had been somewhat desperately watching the proceedings, and he walked over as soon as he could find a gap in the sales, "Vand! Who's your friend? You ready for another set?" The nix turned a cool-eyed look on the man, "John. I will be ready in a few moments."&nbsp; The agent was clearly trying to run interference, much to Vand's annoyance.&nbsp; He wasn't certain if it was to prevent him taking a male lover, though that did not seem likely in this situation, or to prevent him from taking prey, again.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 02:41:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, there is that." Patrick smirked and leaned back a bit as the other man looked him over. He had no interest in Vand, but who was he to deny the man a chance to window shop? As the thought crossed his mind, a man who seemed to be overseeing the concert walked over. Patrick turned, interrupting Vand as he extended his hand. "Patrick&nbsp; Browne, at your service. I was just complimenting your musician here on his set. Quite the joy to come relax here after a long day working." He gave the fake name easily, taking a surname of one of the tribes of Galway. He could tell the man was trying to keep the two of them separated, but he wasn't sure why unless the obvious human knew more about the musician than Patrick realized. He turned his eyes back to Vand, dismissing John without a word.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 02:55:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John shook Patrick's hand, looking down in surprise at the chill of the vampire's skin.&nbsp; The man gritted his teeth but held his ground as the vampire turned away from him, and Vand gave Patrick a look that spoke volumes of exasperation.&nbsp; He lowered his upper body in a small, reflexive bow.&nbsp; "Maybe we can talk more after the show. I suspect the young woman I was speaking with will not be staying." John's expression said 'damned straight' in response to that, and Vand had to resist the urge to turn and choke him to the floor of the bar, eyes going vague and his hands flexing fractionally as he forced a laugh and clapped the man altogether too hard on the shoulder, staggering him.&nbsp; "John looks out for me."&nbsp; He turned and made his way back onstage, the lights coming back up as Vand picked up his fiddle.&nbsp; The song he played was a wailing, heart-pounding battle song, tinged with the smell of smoke and blood.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 03:09:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smirked and nodded a little to Vand, not allowing himself to bow lower. "I'll be here, picking off the ones you leave behind." He laughed as he said that, licking his lips slowly and giving John and sly grin as he sipped his drink again. Vand made his way on stage and Patrick's eyes followed him, watching as the man picked up the fiddle once more. The song that he played reminded Patrick of his early years and the work he did for Ireland's freedom. He tapped along with the music, letting his eyes wander around the bar once more. He breathed the heat and lust in the room deep into his lungs, groaning softly as it awoke his hunger more. He had to fight to keep his outward appearance normal, though his skin was a bit more pale than usual and felt tight around his jaw and cheeks. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 02:13:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook walked in the door, wearing a soft pink dress with strappy black heels and scanning the crowd for Patrick. She was fiddling with the gold pendant at her throat, biting her bottom lip and adjusting it to lie centered at her throat. Her fingers dropped away from it to reveal an elegant, stylized "B" suspended from a a gold chain that locked subtly at the nape of her neck under her blonde hair.&nbsp; Her expression changed to a beaming smile when she caught sight of her redheaded Master, and she seemed to practically skip to his side.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 21:31:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's eyes had darkened as he scanned the room, feeling more like a predator on the prowl than before. He gave a slight but genuine smile as he spotted a very familiar face, the smile growing as Brook skipped towards him. He scooped her into his arms to close the last foot or so, capturing her lips and kissing her hungrily. He growled against her lips and pulled back slowly, speaking against them. "There you are. Everything squared away with the business?" He reached one hand up, not willing to pull the other away from her body but wanting to run his fingers through her hair. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2015, 03:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook melted against her Master, making a happy noise and stroking her hands over his strong back.&nbsp; She kissed him again before she answered, her lips soft and tender against his.&nbsp; "I got the paperwork finished and everything put away in the safe."&nbsp; She tilted into the touch of Patrick's hand, blue eyes adoring as she smiled at him. She caught the tinge in his eyes, licking her lips. "Hungry?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2015, 03:58:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick kissed Brook softly, moaning with her gentle, tender kiss. He smiled as she spoke, eyes locked to hers. He licked his lips, mirroring her before nodding slowly. "I am, and the bottled stuff doesn't sound appetizing, tonight. Want to find us a snack?" He smirked as he said it, ignoring the questioning voice popping up in his head. Being around Vand, an obvious predator, sparked that same drive in Patrick, and awoke in him a hunger that he seldom fed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2015, 04:14:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook blinked, easing back a little to make sure Patrick was serious.&nbsp; "Are you..?&nbsp; Yes, Sir. Did you have anything special in mind?" Her expression was serious, and she licked her lips, keeping her eyes on her Master's. Her hands tightened a little in his crisp shirt, the rest of the bar, even the toe-tapping music, fading to the background as she focused on him and his orders. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2015, 04:17:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smiled as he felt Brook's fingers tighten in the checkered shirt that clung to his form. He nodded to the question Brook didn't quite finish, licking his lips as he thought about what he wanted. He grinned a little, stepping in closer again and reaching up, brushing his fingers against Brook's cheek. "Something cute, sweet." He smirked and stared down into her eyes. "Something that you like, too." He talked about it like he wasn't ordering her to find a human, though they both knew that was exactly what was going on. "She can come back to our hotel room, if she wants. No reason to rush a good meal."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>18-09-2015, 04:49:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook ran the tip of her tongue over her lips, lowering her eyelids in acquiescence and peeling away from him to move through the crowd, standing at the bar and scoping out the crowd.&nbsp; <em>I wish I had worn something more gothy and dark, it's easier to draw a willing human if you're advertising...</em>&nbsp; The pretty pink dress wasn't exactly most human's notion of vampire-chic.&nbsp; She wasn't exactly dressed to pull most lesbians, either.&nbsp; <em>Maybe I can find a girl who's drunk enough to want to make out for the men...</em><br><br>Up on stage, Vand moved into a slower, more wistful song.&nbsp; He took a breath and started to sing along with the fiddle, narrating a soldier returning to a battlefield months after the war had ended.&nbsp; His voice was a soft tenor, masculine and fluidly moving from note to note.&nbsp; He had caught the exchange between the blonde and Patrick, moving his gaze around the room as he sang one of the few songs he did with a vocal line that he didn't simply play on the fiddle. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>18-09-2015, 06:07:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick licked his lips as Brook pulled away, knowing the hunger was showing more and more. He watched her move through the crowd, his eyes following her like she had a beacon over her head. He pulled his attention away when the music changed leaning back against the bar and sipping his ale. He felt himself going back to his early days, remembering the pain and suffering, the battles both won and lost. He felt it pulling at his heart and raised his glass in honor of the musician and those that had come before. Vand had a beautiful tenor voice, that much Patrick could admit. He had figured the man for purely a fiddler, but he proved to be more, once again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>19-09-2015, 02:20:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook had rarely had to do her own hunting, one of the perqs of being linked with Carlotta, and she licked her lips, knowing she would have been flushed if she could have.&nbsp; She scanned the crowd, catching hints of interest from the men who hadn't seen her greeting Patrick.&nbsp; She looked away when they caught her eye, but one of them nonetheless came up and offered to buy her a drink.&nbsp; She gave him a polite "No, thank you" and he turned away disappointed, with her second-guessing whether or not she had just made herself look completely unavailable.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2015, 06:33:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick watched Brook the entire time she was away from him, though he did his best to be nonchalant about it. A few times, when men would approach her, he felt himself having to force down a growl. Still, he grinned as he saw her spurn their advances. It was obvious she felt out of her element, however, and Patrick was not out to set Brook up to fail. He made his way through the crowd and behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. His voice was a little strained with hunger, his hands roaming over Brook's stomach and sides. "Good girl... but I don't think we'll find someone here. Let's head back to our room for the night, and worry about food, there." He smiled and kissed the top of her ear, nibbling a little.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2015, 20:38:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook relaxed at that, melting into her Master's touch. "I'm sorry, I'm bad at this." She gave him a rueful smile, "If you wanted a man, I could get you one of those, but I was pretty sure you wouldn't enjoy bringing a gentleman home." Her body pressed back against his, and she let her eyes close, feeling safe with him holding her.&nbsp; "I think we have some bottled stuff in the ice box... minifridge."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2015, 20:44:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick groaned softly as Brook pressed back against him, her soft, slight curves pressed in against his firm body. He wrapped her up tighter and kissed her temple. "I shouldn't have sent you on this errand. Perhaps we can hunt like this, together, sometime later." He kissed her neck softly then pulled back, grasping her hand and leading her towards the exit. "Come, let's get back to our hotel."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2015, 21:35:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook held Patrick's hand tight, following him obediently and not protesting as they left.&nbsp; She walked close to him, in some ways feeling as though any time they spent separated even an inch was time wasted. "Do I need to bring an extra bottle with me when we're working, Master?" She spoke low, the other people nearby not registering how she was addressing him.&nbsp; <br><br>On stage Vand noted the vampire leaving with his lover, returning his attention to the audience with a smirk.&nbsp; <em>More for me.</em> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2015, 22:57:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That may be a good idea for the future, yes." Patrick smiled as Brook spoke, easing the two of them through the crowd. He had to actively ignore the heat of the human bodies they moved past, though a few of them smelled absolutely delicious. He didn't look back at Vand again, making his way out into the night air and taking an entirely unnecessary deep breath. <br><br><em>Bad idea.</em><br><br>The scent of the bouncer at the door caught Patrick off guard and he lowered his head so as to not startle anyone, knowing he looked more inhuman now than ever. He let Brook lead a little, as she would know where the car was parked more than he would at his moment, if she did bring the car there as he assumed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>20-09-2015, 23:13:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook caught how hungry Patrick was, how near a thing it was for him to resist the urge to feed, feeling his body tense and almost shaking.&nbsp; She leaned in, whispering against his ear as she guided him carefully toward the vehicle and away from the crowd, "We'll be at the car in just a moment, Master." Her hip was pressed almost against his, her steps speeding up a bit.&nbsp; It wouldn't do for him to lose control, here, not around all these humans. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2015, 23:26:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick nodded and growled softly, centering himself a bit more as Brook led him towards the car. When they reached it he leaned against the door, somewhat reluctantly moving around to the passenger's side and getting in. He was in no shape to drive at the moment and he knew it. He waited for Brook to unlock the car and then settled in, latching his seat belt and slumping back a bit. "Thank you, <em>mo thaisce</em>." His accent was thicker than usual due to the hunger, his fangs seeming to get in the way of his speech more than usual. He growled a little as he forced himself to relax, eyes closing. He focused on the scent of Brook, which stoked a different fire in him but at least it allowed him to forget his need to feed at the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 00:15:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook wriggled at the endearment, her expression melting with love and adoration even as she buckled her seat belt and got the car started.&nbsp; Her hand drifted over after she got the car on the road, resting carefully on her Master's inner thigh.&nbsp; "I love you, Master.&nbsp; Anything for you."&nbsp; She smiled as she kept her eyes on the road, teasing with gentle fingertips to try to focus him on her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 00:21:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you too, my dear." He smiled at her, her hand on his inner thigh helping to center him. He licked his lips as she teased, letting his legs spread. Her fingers seemed to zero in on the bulge resting along his inner left thigh, his eyes closing as her gentle touch caressed his length. "Mmmmm is my girl hungry for something else?" His voice was soft, his accent thicker than normal. He didn't have the desire to hide it as he would in public, or the reason to alone in the car with Brook. His cock grew against her soft, delicate fingers, a smile cresting his lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 00:40:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Always, with you." She made a happy sound as his accent came on strongly, shivering in response. She took a peek at him, feeling almost like his valet as she drove, and loving the feeling of serving him.&nbsp; She kept touching him, tracing the outline of his cock through his pants as she turned toward their hotel, pressing the brake as one of the lights turned red.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 00:43:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Through the haze of hunger, Patrick found another urge to hold onto. He grinned as the light turned red, taking a quick second to unbutton and unzip his jeans and guide Brook's hand into the still tight opening. He moaned as her fingertips touched his hard cock, eyes closing again. He licked his lips and leaned back, guiding her to fish his thick cock out of his jeans as she drove towards the hotel. The trip was entirely too short for anything, but the tease was fun all the same. <br><br>Patrick opened his eyes and smiled at Brook, nodding his head towards an empty span of parking spaces that put them out of easy sight of anyone. "Park there, and then come here." He winked and guided his cock all the way out of his jeans, his meaning clear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 00:55:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Flipping on the signal, Brook turned into the parking lot, her hand wrapping around his cock and sliding into an empty spot.&nbsp; She reached across her body to put it in park and turn off the lights, smiling at her Master and letting him decide what he wanted as she stroked his hard shaft luxuriantly.&nbsp; She leaned in to him, looking into his eyes as she kissed his chest. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 01:03:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned as Brook parked the car, groaning softly as her soft, supple hand stroked him. He let his seat back a little and worked his fingers into her hair as she kissed his chest, guiding her soft lips down his stomach towards his cock. "Suck your Master's cock, girl," he groaned, half growling the command as he guided her down to the large head of his shaft. His fingers tightened in her hair for a moment as he guided her, but he let up and left her to her task, his hand trailing down her back slowly. He could have fucked her mouth, he could have simply used her, but he wanted her to take control of her actions, to show that she really wanted it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 01:23:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook slid down with Patrick's hand in her hair, unbuckling her seatbelt and leaning across the center console.&nbsp; She ran the tip of her tongue slowly over the head of her Master's cock, tracing the slick, bulging glans that foreskin had retracted to expose.&nbsp; She made a delighted noise at the taste of him, lips parting wider as she sucked lightly on that thick head. Her eyes met his, the darkness washing the color from them, but she could picture it in her mind, and that thought made her smile around his cock.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 01:30:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick unbuckled and slid his seat belt out of the way, groaning softly as Brook's soft, deft tongue slid over the head of his cock. He gazed down at her lovingly as she took him in, licking his lips slowly as their eyes met. He shivered at the look in her eyes, smiling with her and running his hand down her back. He was glad for the cushion on top of the center console, not wanting his girl to be too uncomfortable so she could take her time and enjoy this as much as he knew he would. His hand slipped down over Brook's ass, giving a slight squeeze as she worked her mouth over his big, thick cock. "Mmmmn, good girl..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 01:38:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her mouth slid slowly down the length of her Master's shaft, shifting to get her knees under her with her mouth still on his cock.&nbsp; Brook braced herself against the door, balancing over Patrick's body and sucking lovingly, enjoying the chance to take this slower than she normally did.&nbsp; The tip of her tongue stroked over the underside of the Irish vampire's dick, finding the deep channel and working her way down toward his balls.&nbsp; "Mmmmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 01:46:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yeah... <em>díul mó bhad</em>..." Patrick groaned, the Gaelic coming easily as he felt Brook dipping down lower and taking him into her mouth. He ran his hand over her back and back up into her hair, gripping the back of her head without forcing her down or moving her at all. He released his grip just as quickly, nails grazing down Brook's spine as he growled with pleasure. "Such a good girl... sucking your Master off right out here in the parking lot..." He grinned as he reminded her where they were, his head falling back into the headrest on the seat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 01:54:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook squirmed in place, her body tingling as the tone of his words made what he was saying clear, despite her not understanding the words.&nbsp; The reminder that they were in public just had her moaning louder, mouth sliding faster up and down the length of his hard shaft.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, focusing on taking every inch of him into her mouth and throat again and again, almost humming with pleasure at the privilege of sucking His cock.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 02:03:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick groaned, his world reduced to Brook's mouth and the heat around his thick cock. He rested his hand on her lower back as she worked him into her throat over and over again, his legs spreading and his free hand letting the seat back more. He was half lying down now, and it would be obvious to anyone walking by exactly what was happening, but Patrick didn't care. He was in Heaven. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 02:31:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Hunger seemed to have passed Patrick by, for the moment, and Brook focused on pleasuring him with every shred of her attention.&nbsp; She took her time, but found herself picking up the pace, sucking harder.&nbsp; She moaned around the length of him, slurping and drooling lightly over his shaft.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 02:36:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick moaned every time Brook did, her loving sounds vibrating down his entire length. He felt her pick up the pace and groaned his appreciation, his cock throbbing in her eager mouth. "Ohhh...ohhhfuck Brook..." Gritting his teeth, Patrick's fingers dug into Brook's shoulders and upper back as she worked him harder. He felt her drool dripping down his shaft and his hips began to rock, driving his cock up into her throat firmly. He was close, and no longer focused on drawing it out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 02:47:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking Patrick's cock in her throat had Brook shaking with pleasure, loving the way he fucked her, the power he exerted over her. Keeping up with the man's libido felt almost like a full time job, but she felt as though she was meant for it, and the breakneck pace that Patrick lived his life had her caught up completely.&nbsp; She could feel his cock swelling in her mouth, and it made her tingle all over. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 02:57:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick's fingers gripped the back of Brook's head tight and he shoved her down hard, forcing her to take his cock into the back of her throat as he came with a grunt. He held her down tight, glad she didn't have the need to breathe as he fed her a huge load of his cum. He let her up slowly, slumping back as he shivered, licking his lips. His tongue ran slowly over his sharp fangs as he gazed down at Brook, grinning. "Mmmm good girl." He muttered the words, sounding almost sleepy as he basked in his pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 03:11:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook drank him down eagerly, moaning as he let her up, sucking his perfect cock clean.&nbsp; She lifted her head slowly as he let her up, kissing over his shaft, "Thank you, Master."&nbsp; She smiled as she licked her lips, nuzzling his stomach through his crisp shirt.&nbsp; "You are so sexy." Brook straightened up slowly, settling back on her seat and resting against her lover's chest, wondering when the Hunger was going to come back.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 03:26:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick moaned softly as Brook sucked and kissed his cock clean. He grinned down at her as she lifted up, petting her hair as she nuzzled his stomach. "Mmmm me? You are the one who just swallowed my cum, dear." He winked, licking his lips and sitting back, eyes following a pair of young women walking down the street by the hotel. He gripped Brook tighter and focused on her after a moment, the look in his&nbsp; eyes showing that his attention towards them was purely hunger driven. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 03:40:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wish you could feed from me, Master." Brook watched the women walk by, feeling Patrick's hunger and focus on them, sighing.&nbsp; She ran her fingertips over her throat, head tilted to one side, "I don't even remember being turned, or much after I got..." She shook her head, avoiding the memory. "Should we go up to the room?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 03:44:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smiled at Brook's comment, and before she could barely blink he was on her, his hand cupping the back of her neck. His cock was still free between them, though limp now. He didn't seem to even notice, or care, as he brushed his lips up the side of Brook's neck where she touched herself. "Mmmm I bet your blood tasted absolutely divine, my dear." He growled the words softly, nuzzling up and down slowly, his fangs grazing her soft skin. It took him a moment to register her words but he nodded, pulling back slowly. "Yes, let's. And perhaps by the time we get there, I'll be ready for round two." He winked at her as he moved to put his cock back away into his pants, buttoning and zipping the form fitting jeans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 03:56:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook's eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned softly as Patrick's cool lips pressed against her throat.&nbsp; She moaned softly as he pulled away, a little surprised by how deliciously vulnerable that had made her feel.&nbsp; She licked her lips, looking up at him for a few seconds, then shook it off enough to get herself out of the car with her purse and the keys.&nbsp; "That was...very nice." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 04:03:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned as he got out of the car, hurrying to Brook's side and taking her arm. He leaned into her and nuzzled over her ear, speaking softly. "Oh yeah? We could always roleplay it..." He smirked, picking up a term that he'd seen on various porn sites and even a few skimmed headlines in magazines. "The scary vampire and his sweet, innocent victim?" He licked his lips and chuckled, a little bounce to his step as he walked with Brook to the front door of the hotel.<br><br>The hotel was special in that it catered to vampire clientele, though not exclusively. The bar off the lobby and the room service menu both carried every type of bottled blood there was, and there were rumors that some of the men and women seen hanging around the lobby could be <em>negotiated with</em> for a good time. Patrick might have followed up on that rumor had Brook not been along with him, but he had no idea how she would respond to such a thing and didn't want to ruin the evening by finding out. <br><br>The man behind the computer at the lobby desk smiled and waved to the couple as they passed, and Patrick offered a wave in return. He pressed the button for the elevator and turned to Brook, brushing the back of his hand against her cheek softly. "I love you, you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 04:22:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook laughed, the sound startled but resolving in a curious "...hmm."&nbsp; She licked her lips, walking by her Master's side into the hotel, returning the smile of the man behind the check-in counter and clinging to Patrick's arm.&nbsp; She was grateful that he hadn't tried to pick up any of the people who frequented the bar... to be frank, they gave her the creeps, with their looks that made her wonder who was hunting who.&nbsp; "You know... that could be fun, maybe?"&nbsp; She kissed the back of his hand and his knuckles, expression dreamy.&nbsp; "I love you, too." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 04:37:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick grinned as Brook kissed his hand, leading her into the opening elevator and pressing the button for their floor with the other hand. He smiled as she spoke, pulling her in against his body. They were alone on the elevator, and Patrick took that opportunity to pull Brook in tight to him and lift her lips to his. He kissed her softly, then smiled down into her eyes. "You're the best." He smiled and slipped his arms around her waist and lower back, hands roaming gently down over the soft curve of her ass and up the middle of her back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 19:39:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook melted into the kiss, her arms sliding around Patrick's body as she smiled up at him.&nbsp; "I don't do anything for you that any other girl wouldn't, Master." She nuzzled his jaw softly, holding him gently to her and feeling the wiry strength of his body.&nbsp; "You're the most handsome, sweetest, most sexy and amazing man I've ever been with." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 19:44:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you see any other girl, here?" Patrick waved around the inside of the elevator. "The difference is that you actually do those things." He smiled at her and nuzzled, chuckling softly against her temple. "I suppose I <em>am</em> pretty amazing, though." He winked at her, the elevator shuddering to a stop. He let Brook out first, giving him ample opportunity to enjoy the view of her body as he followed her towards their room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 19:58:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll do whatever you want, Master, I promise."&nbsp; She led the way toward their room, focusing on give her hips a little extra wiggle for his benefit.&nbsp; <em>I have to keep him happy, no matter what.&nbsp; I can't lose him.</em>&nbsp; She looked back over her shoulder at him, pulling the key card from her purse and sliding it, pushing the door of their room open and holding it for him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 20:03:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smiled as Brook looked back at him, giving her a sly wink. He came up behind her as she fiddled with the key card, his hands wrapping over her hips. He kissed her neck, speaking softly as she opened the door. "You already do so much." He smiled and eased past her, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt as he made his way into the room and looked around. It was purely habit at this point, but he checked the corners of the room, eyes scanning for any potential threats before he slowly calmed down. <br><br>Turning to Brook, Patrick sat down on the foot of the bed and patted his knee, motioning for her to come kneel for him. "I appreciate that you try so hard, little one, but you don't have to. As long as you do as you're told, you have nothing at all to worry about." He smiled at her, cupping her cheek gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 20:21:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook had turned to lock and deadbolt the door after Patrick cleared the room, kneeling and crawling to her Master when he patted his knee.&nbsp; She tilted into his touch, looking up into his eyes and biting her bottom lip carefully.&nbsp; "If I get complacent you might find someone better than me, or get bored." She was being honest, and once she got going she couldn't make herself stop, "You're so wonderful, you could have anyone you wanted, and you picked me..." She licked her lips, "When I let things go, even a little bit, that's when things always go wrong."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 20:27:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smiled as he listened to Brook, not stopping her or contradicting her in the moment. He gently guided her head to his lap, running his fingers through her hair as he thought about his answer. "You think I am wonderful, that I am the most amazing man you've ever met, right? You might even go so far as to think I could do no wrong?" He smiled down at her, getting a gentle grip of her hair. "It was my decision to choose you. Do you think I chose wrong? I picked you, Brook. No one else." He licked his lips and gazed down into her eyes, patting her cheek gently. "Sometimes, things go wrong. This is just a fact of life. What I value in you is that when things go wrong, you pick up the pieces and you figure out&nbsp; how to fix it next time. You're always adapting, always looking to make things better."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 20:46:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't question your choice, Master."&nbsp; Brook let out a frustrated noise, looking up at Patrick again.&nbsp; "I mean, when things went wrong before, I'd get hurt, or cheated on.&nbsp; Or both.&nbsp; I don't think you would hurt me or... I mean, not like that... but..." She bit her lip harder, fangs digging into her flesh as she stumbled over her words, not trying to sound accusatory and fearing she was failing at that.&nbsp; "I get frightened." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 20:53:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick lifted Brook's chin a little, thumb grazing across her soft, cool skin. He smiled as she spoke, a slightly pained look on his face as she dug her fangs into her own bottom lip, slicing into the flesh a little. He leaned down, kissing Brook's forehead and breathing her scent in deep. "You are worthwhile, Brook." He paused for a moment, smiling deep into her eyes. "Do you know why I changed your name, when I took you as mine? It was because this is a fresh start. The past doesn't matter. Robin has a past of being hurt, of being cheated on, or worse. Brook does not." He brushed his thumb gently along Brook's cheek, caressing slowly.<br><br>&nbsp;"I would never harm you, or betray you. And I will never punish you for failing to do something you try. It is only if you don't try, or you go directly against my orders, that I would get angry. And even then, I will only punish you so that you learn, so that you can do better next time." He leaned back and rested Brook's head on his thigh, running his fingers slowly through her soft blonde hair. "I only want to lift you up, to enlighten you and make you better. That is all I ever want of you, my little one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 21:23:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook hid her face in Patrick's lap, relaxing slowly as she listened to him.&nbsp; "Robin made a lot of bad choices, when it came to dating. Carlie says that I have a 'type.'" She rubbed her cheek against Patrick's thighs slowly, "You don't do the things that I know are red flags, but I always doubt my choices. It's going to take a long time to be able to trust myself." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 21:29:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick smiled as Brook rubbed her cheek against his thigh, petting her gently. "I think we all have a type. I tend to go for blondes, myself." He chuckled softly and ran his nails along her scalp, caressing slowly. "And I want you to do something for me, little one. If I ever do anything that you feel is a red flag, even if it's just a little thing, tell me. I promise to listen, to keep an open mind." His voice was sincere, and he smiled as he said it. "Now, get up and fix me a bottle of blood, my dear. And if you want one yourself, feel free."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 22:41:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook kissed Patrick's lap, nodding, and stood up, giving her Master a little smile.&nbsp; She walked to the fridge, bending over and pulling out the pre-selected bottles of blood.&nbsp; The microwave was on top of the fridge, and she put them both in, setting the time and getting a pair of wine glasses as it whirred into action.&nbsp; She kept looking over her shoulder to peek at Patrick, her smile shy and happy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>21-09-2015, 22:45:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick leaned back on his hands as Brook walked away, admiring the sway of her hips and the curve of her ass as she bent down to pull out a bottle for each of them. He licked his lips and unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it towards the closet to pick up later. He kicked off his boots and used his toes to remove his socks, tossing them to the closet as well. He was still wearing a white tank top and the dark jeans. He smiled as his eyes caught Brook's, giving her a little wink and watching her move about. "What would you like to do for the rest of the night, Brook?" He hoped that asking her opinion wouldn't make her lock up, as he was truly interested in what she had to say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2015, 00:00:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook licked her lips, thinking as the microwave finished.&nbsp; "What do I want to do...?"&nbsp; She laughed softly, pouring Patrick's meal into a glass and kneeling to offer it to him.&nbsp; "I was enjoying the music, before we left... but maybe you didn't?" The blood steamed gently, the room filling with it's thick, metallic aroma, and she lost track of what she was saying, her eyes tinging red.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2015, 00:04:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Patrick watched Brook as she knelt down before him, about to answer before the thick, metallic aroma hit his senses. He growled softly, the color in his eyes disappearing in a thick, dark red. He licked his lips and took the glass, nearly inhaling the life-giving blood inside it with a hungry moan. He drained half the glass before stopping, panting heavily. Blood dripped down his chin, one hand reaching up to wipe it away and offering his fingers to Brook. "Mmmm now that hits the spot." He grinned, color returning to his cheeks a bit, his eyes slowly fading back to their normal color. "And I was enjoying the music, as well. That man is quite a talent. Though... there is something about him. He's certainly not human, but I can't quite tell what."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zipporah</strong> on <strong>22-09-2015, 00:20:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Brook licked her Master's fingers hungrily, sucking his index finger into her mouth, eyes closing blissfully.&nbsp; She slowly eased back, trying to think enough to respond to what Patrick said.&nbsp; "Not a vampire or a were?&nbsp; What else is there?"&nbsp; She slid down, kissing the top of Patrick's foot before she asked his permission to stand, smiling as he gave her a casual 'yes' and going to get her own blood.&nbsp; She drank hungrily, skipping the glass entirely and taking a deep, hungry gulp. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Blood &amp; Bliss {Daelen &amp; Zipporah}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daelen</strong> on <strong>22-09-2015, 00:23:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course you may get your own." He smiled as she got up, grinning as she drank straight from the bottle. "Hungry, my little one?" He licked his lips and finished off his glass a bit more casually, leaning back on one hand and twirling the glass between his fingers. "I don't know what else... but he seems dangerous. Not to us, but..." He paused, shaking his head a little. "I mean, we all go through that immature, unbridled phase, but with luck and a little guidance, we grow out of it. He just... doesn't seem to care. I don't know, perhaps I'm overthinking it. Guy just gives me the creeps."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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