A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)
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				Title: <strong>A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 07:15:08</strong>
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				The mid-day sun beat down mercilessly upon the market square in the port city of Acre, roasting any who dared to wander out in the sun for too long as seagulls screeched and circled overhead.&nbsp; Situated on the coast in nearly the center of the Holy Land, the city was a major strategic stronghold in the ongoing war between Saladin of the Saracens and Richard the Lion-Heart, the leader of the Third Crusade.&nbsp; The Crusades had been raging for years, and Acre had changed hands nearly 5 times throughout the period.&nbsp; Now occupied by the Crusader army, the port was bustling and the market filled with merchants hawking their wares for passing columns of soldiers while the city's inhabitants merely tried to go about their daily lives.<br><br>Sir Thomas Vincent, a native of the British Isles and a member of the city's guard, was fascinated by all he saw.&nbsp; Men and women garbed in exotic robes, turbans, and jewelry.&nbsp; Strange fruits and vegetables the likes of which he could only dream of in England.&nbsp; Colorful fabrics and ornate tapestries hung from window and covered doorways.&nbsp; At a mere 20 years of age, Thomas had come a long way from two years ago when he first volunteered to join the Crusades lead by his king.<br><br>As he wandered through the stalls, one hand upon his sword in its sheath, he found himself paying more attention to the strange happenings around him than keeping an eye out for trouble makers.&nbsp; The Hashashshin, or Assassins, had been making trouble of late, and his commander had made it quite clear that they were authorized to kill on sight if anyone gave an indication of being one of the Hidden Blades.&nbsp; His mind was far from that, however, as he smiled to himself.&nbsp; Such a wondrous land... truly, this land was blessed by God.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 07:59:57</strong>
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				A small, calloused hand came up to dab the sweat rolling of it's master's forehead and neck. Sarai was barely eighteen, and small for her age. It didn't help that she was unnaturally thin and limped slightly from a broken limb that was not set properly when she was very young. The actual damage was not noticeable when looking at the offending leg, but the damage was seen when she had to try to do things faster than normal. Slashing across the top of her back and around her shoulders gave evidence to the obvious whippings she had gotten, though fade from years of healing. <br><br>Despite all of these imperfections, the girl was quite beautiful when looked at in the face. Her hair, when let loose, would sit just at the bottom of her ribcage and if straightened, it could possibly fall to the small of her back. The unruly mane of brown curls were usually tamed with a braid as such was this day. Her skin was the color of caramel, darkened even further by the intense sunlight and glistened golden in the sun's light when her body was sheened with her perspiration. Her light brown eyes looked almost golden when looked into, large and innocent though marred with years of hate and sorrow. <br><br>Ernest, her master, was a man of great stature. He was the richest of all the merchants in Acre. Despite this, he had no respect for the people he owned, and would sell any of them if he got a high enough price. He was sitting next to his booth full of beautiful pieces of gold jewelry while his male slaves attended to it. His female slaves attended to him. <br><br>The oldest of the female slaves motioned for Sarai to move to one side so that she could continue massaging his arms and shoulders on the side she was on, but when Sarai did so, he growled angrily. "Bitch! Who told you to move?!" He seemed to be exasperated with her, as if she always disobeyed him. He had always seen her as the least useful of all his slaves, especially being the youngest. He couldn't even use her as a sex slave, since she was so frail she would most likely break and then he'd loose something he could profit from in the end. If anyone would ever want buy her.<br><br>Moving quickly back to her place and making sure not to look at him directly, Sarai bowed her head in sincere disappointment in herself. "This one is very sorry, Master..."<br><br>Groaning, his head shook. "If only I could sell you. You're so useless."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 17:19:34</strong>
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				Walking past the stall of the Master Merchant, Thomas couldn't help but overhear as Ernest laid into his youngest slave.&nbsp; Looking in their direction, Thomas casually observes the exchange between them.&nbsp; He could not deny the pang of sympathy that he felt for the young woman.&nbsp; Approaching the stand slowly, he leaned over slightly, resting his hand upon the counter.&nbsp; <br><br>His reddish brown hair betrays a hint of irish ancestry, though his deep hazel eyes are purely English.&nbsp; When he speak, his voice is soft, but firm, his eyes burned with a subtle anger at the merchant's treatment of his slave, property or enough.&nbsp; "Excuse me, sir.&nbsp; I do believe she was just moving so the rest of your... harem could better serve you.&nbsp; You would be wise to show a little patience with her."&nbsp; His hand came to rest subtly on the hilt of his sword, a not-quite as subtle hint.<br><br>Glancing at Sarai, Thomas gave her a kind smile before looking back at Ernest, his face stony once again.&nbsp; "Show the young lady some respect.&nbsp; It's not like she chose to be owned by you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 19:20:03</strong>
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				Sarai sighed, her head coming up to look at the young man. What was he trying to do, get her beaten? She had done such a good job, maybe she was yelled at and refused food at times, but at least she hadn't been beaten in more than six months now. Surely this would have her lashed - either that or one of the male slaves would be sent to teach this young man a lesson. <br><br>Exasperated, Ernest was feeling like tearing into the young man also, but he could tell he was one of the military around here. His head tilted to one side, resting on his hand. "You have never had a slave, have you, boy?" His bushy eyebrows rose with curiosity. "Slaves are not to be respected, they're slaves. We -" he indicated people like the two of them, though not how they were different, "Are superior and should treat them as they are. She is glad she was born in my house." Her head turned to the girl being spoken about. "Right, Sarai?"<br><br>Nodding, the looked towards the man, biting her bottom lip. Her master was being nice to him - maybe if she displayed she wanted to be with her master, she wouldn't be lashed later. "Of course, Master," she replied, giving a strained smile. <br><br>"Though, if you feel I am not worthy to be her master, you could buy her from me." A small smile came to the man's face. "However, I will not have you come back to me and say she isn't a good slave. I tell you now she's as useless and stupid as they come, so I am not responsible for whatever misfortune she brings with her." Ernest's eyes challenged the man to buy the girl, almost as if he knew he wouldn't even dare buy her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 20:23:21</strong>
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				Thomas's blood boiled as Ernest explained his position, the only outward sign of this being the faint frown lines on either side of his mouth.&nbsp; Leaning forward again, Thomas tapped his fingers on the counter before speaking.&nbsp; "Well, where I come from, women may not be seen as the equals of men, but they are shown love and respect, and are protected by their men to the death. Clearly, that is something you fail to understand."<br><br>Glancing at Sarai again, he considered for a moment, thinking on accepting the merchant's challenge.&nbsp; Finally, he looked back at Ernest, a faint grin on his lips.&nbsp; "Stupid?&nbsp; Useless?&nbsp; I doubt it.&nbsp; However, I do think I will take you up on that proposal."&nbsp; Reaching into his satchel, he withdrew a small coinpurse, slapping it down on the counter.<br><br>"There... 15 gold pieces, plus 5 silver.&nbsp; Surely, if she is as useless as you say, this is a windfall for a man such as yourself.&nbsp; Take it or leave it, that is my offer."&nbsp; Crossing his arms, he arched an eyebrow, watching Ernest with interest.&nbsp; "What do you say, good sir?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 21:22:27</strong>
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				"Hmm," the man hummed, nodding with approval. One of the male slaves gathered the items from the counter and handed it to him. "A bit much for the young one." It was a true statement, he hadn't wished to even get ten pieces for her. Besides that, he was buying her on the spot, which meant he wouldn't have to give the young man any of her actual possessions, which were back at his home. He emptied the coin purse into his hand and returned the 5 five silver pieces and 5 of the gold pieces to it. Grinning, he returned the coin purse. "Ten gold pieces it is." It was a despicable kind of grin, one that thought he was getting the better end of the deal and being kind enough to not take advantage of one who was obviously so inexperienced in the art of slave-trading.<br><br>Sarai, on the other hand, was looking around anxiously. She had been with this man her entire life. A different master? This... this young man? What was she supposed to do? Being snapped back to reality literally, a leash had been placed on her neck and tugged at harshly by her now former owner. "Slow and stupid as a mule, eh?" Ernest growled at her as she stood up with haste. "I am glad to be rid of this one." He handed the end of the leash to the older of the male slaves, who walked Sarai over to Thomas. <br><br>Bowing slightly, Sarai's face never came up to look at Thomas, staring at his feet and scooting around to stand behind him like she was trained to do. Quietly, she waited for some kind of indication of what was going to happen next - it was really an eventful day, it was. First this argument, and then being sold. The possibilities of a new life with a new master was something to be... well, she hoped with all her might that he at least didn't hit. If he was so avid about the way her master had treated her, maybe he actually would treat her a bit better. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 22:30:50</strong>
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				Thomas, however, was not stupid.&nbsp; Looking at Ernest with some disapproval, he took the offered leash before speaking.&nbsp; "Do not take me for a fool, good merchant.&nbsp; Does she not have any possessions?&nbsp; I would expect to have her belongings delivered to my home, and in a timely fashion."&nbsp; Giving the merchant a meaningful look, he then turned to Sarai, looking her over for a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alright then... let's get you home."&nbsp; Smiling gently at her, he tried to show that she wasn't in danger of being struck.&nbsp; Gently guiding her through the maze of market stalls and shouting vendors, Thomas only had to tug gently upon the leather lead, not wanting to make Sarai stumble and hurt herself.&nbsp; Looking down at the young woman, Thomas cleared his throat and tried to get her to smile by doing the same.&nbsp; "So, what is your name?&nbsp; I'm Thomas, but you can call me whatever you are comfortable with.&nbsp; Master is fine as well.&nbsp; If you're to serve me, I would like to know what to call you."&nbsp; <br><br>Emerging from the marketplace, Thomas guides her down a small street and up another alley, heading toward the small home he had bought for himself upon arriving in Acre.&nbsp; The small house is modest, but roomy enough that the two of them should not feel crowded.&nbsp; There is a small cooking area, along with a table.&nbsp; A small balcony extends out from the bedroom, and the sitting room feels airy and light when compared to other homes in the area.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 22:45:54</strong>
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				Ernest's eyes narrowed at the young man, knowing he couldn't take back the deal without adding another stain to his already stretched reputation. "Fine," he answered curtly, motioning for the slave to take down his address before they left.<br><br>"My name is Sarai," she replied promptly. "But you may call me whatever you like." When he smiled at her, she had no urge to return it. Her eyes returned to the ground, only rising to make sure she didn't stumble into anyone while he was weaving through the people and the merchant stalls. Maybe it was because she wasn't quite used to being treated nicely like this that she didn't want to show her emotions. In truth there was an extent of delight that she was being lead and not dragged for once. <br><br>Carefully, without looking around too much, once they emerged from the market district she tried to memorize the way to his home, finding it very beautiful yet smaller than what she was used to. At once she looked around for signs of other people and found none. Once she was lead inside, she found herself in awe at the quiet beauty the home displayed. Her former master was gaudy and callus in his display of wealth, making sure every inch of his extravigant home was laced with valuables. Thomas' home was gentle and quaint, as if it was touched by the gods of light and air. <br><br>She didn't quite know what he wanted her to do, so she stood silently behind him, focusing her gaze at his shoes instead of looking at him in the face. In fact, she wouldn't be able to pick him out from a crowd unless he spoke at this point, such was the amount she had actually gazed at his face. Her lack of knowledge of him and his home, his requirements, his wants and needs, made her extremely nervous. It had taken her years to learn everything she could about her former master, and here she had to do it again - this time without the help of other slaves. Sarai was unnerved to say the least.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 23:02:39</strong>
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				Sensing Sarai's nervousness, Thomas smiled and shook his head a little.&nbsp; Cupping the young girl's chin, he gently lifted her gaze to his, meeting her light brown eyes with his hazel.&nbsp; "Okay... Sarai it is.&nbsp; Well, Sarai, I think the first thing you can do for me is clean up a little.&nbsp; Just tidy things up and make everything neat.&nbsp; I need to go and report to my garrison and let them know I've finished my patrol.&nbsp; If you finish before I return, then you have my permission to go back to the market and pick up provisions for dinner."<br><br>Taking her left hand in his right, he handed Sarai another coin purse, never letting her leave his gaze.&nbsp; "This should be more than enough.&nbsp; If there are any problems, you can tell me when I return.&nbsp; Alright?"&nbsp; Smiling, he let her go, watching her.&nbsp; "Do you have any questions?"&nbsp; He was taken aback for a moment as her eyes caught the light for a moment, flashing golden.&nbsp; He hadn't noticed *that* before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 23:19:28</strong>
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				"Yes, Master," she gazed up at him with huge, surprised eyes. He was being so... tender with her. The words deeply ingrained themselves into her thoughts, her eyes moving back and forth rapidly as she tried her best to look away from his eyes. They were just so... sincere. Kind. They were too kind. "I-I understand," she stammered slightly, biting her bottom lip, wishing he would let go of her face.<br><br>When he did let go of her face, she tried to look away but he wouldn't let her, locking her eyes with his own. It was as if she was drawn to them, a sensation she never felt before. Her hand kneaded the little purse, having never held that much money before in her entire life. He seemed a little too trusting, or maybe just not right in the head. Or maybe he was doing this so she wouldn't be so nervous around him. When he let her go completely, she stepped back like she was frightened, which for the most part she was. "I don't have an questions, Master. I will do my best."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 23:34:26</strong>
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				Thomas nodded his approval and smiled a little.&nbsp; "Very good, Sarai."&nbsp; Turning to head back out of the home, he turned to look back over his shoulder.&nbsp; "I know this is difficult for you, but do try to just go about things as normal.&nbsp; I would not want my new slave to feel as if she is completely out of the normal way of things.&nbsp; Oh, and if I hear that you've gone anywhere other than the marketplace, I will not be quite so lenient."<br><br>Heading out the door, he closed it behind him, then headed back out into the streets.&nbsp; It would take him about 30 minutes to return from his trip, giving Sarai plenty of time to do the tasks he has assigned to her.&nbsp; He wanted to go easy on her at first, to help her get comfortable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 23:51:33</strong>
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				She watched him leave, and then turned quickly to walk to the middle of the room. Okay, first clean up, and then get food. That was an easy enough task. First she located the trashcan, and picked up all the little pieces of trash in the sitting room and in the kitchen. After that was done, she used the broom she found to sweep up the hard-wood floors, and dusted and polished the wood furniture to a beautiful shine. She suspected she didn't have much time left, and left the dishes, countertops, table, and stove to be cleaned after she cooked dinner. That way she wouldn't have to clean them again after she cooked.<br><br>Taking the little purse, she shuffled her way back to the marketplace but did not wander too far inside, only far enough to find a booth selling foodstuffs. She picked out many vegetables and several lentils, figuring she could make him a steamed vegetable dish that would be good and healthy, but filling. He seemed like he would need his strength for his job, so it would be best if he ate as healthy as possible. She made sure to get beans and several types of nuts for a type of snack, planning on setting them in the sitting room in a bowl with another bowl of fruit. <br><br>Hoping she hadn't spent too much, she took the several bags and tried her best to carry them back to the little house, but they were a bit much with her small frame so it was taking her longer than it should. Frantically, she looked around. He should be coming back any minute, and she wanted to finish setting up the rooms nicely before he had gotten home. Another man came up to her, a bit smaller than Thomas but still very big and bulky looking. He grinned down at her with gold in his mouth. Whether the collar around her neck that indicated she was someone's slave mattered to him or not, she couldn't tell. Biting her lip, she tried to shuffle around him.<br><br>"Where are youuuuu going, little missy?" he growled, obviously trying to intimidating.<br><br>"Um, home, sir." She blinked up at him. "I must tend to my Master's supper. Please, let me go."<br><br>"Huh. I don't think I feel like doing that." He grinned ferally, grabbing ahold of her arm and squeezing it so that she dropped the bag on her hand. <br><br>Twisting slightly, she tried to see if there was anyone who looked kind enough to help her. Luckily, it was about time her master was coming home, and she spotted Thomas in the distance. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 00:06:27</strong>
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				"Awww, come on, sweetheart.&nbsp; Let's go someplace and have some fun.&nbsp; I promise, I won't bite ya...."&nbsp; The street drunk grinned and laughed, surprisingly strong as he tugged her back toward a side alley.&nbsp; His breath stank of liquor and old food, and he smelled something terrible, as if he had not bathed in days.&nbsp; Tugging her into the shadows of the alley, he cackled in triumph.&nbsp; "Now then, let me see those beautiful breasts of yours..."&nbsp; He reached out to try and tear open Sarai's robes.<br><br>Returning from his trip to the garrison, Thomas just managed to catch a glimpse of Sarai being dragged into the alley.&nbsp; Speeding up his walk, he felt a shock of panic run through him, and a desire to protect her enveloped all else.&nbsp; He just hoped that he could get there before she got hurt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 00:34:36</strong>
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				Sarai screamed, shaking her head and trying to push the brute away, having dropped everything she was carrying. She hoped Thomas helped her and wouldn't be angry with her for dropping everything she bought. She was sure it was trampled by now. <br><br>The sleeves of her dress was yanked down, the neckline ripping to expose her body down to her bell button. The man groaned with approval when he finally had some kind of access, and plunged his hand into the open fabric to roughly grasp the mound. Moving slowly, thinking he had all the time in the world, the drunk exposed the other breast and ravished it with his eyes. Drool was escaping down his chin and neck, obviously not caring in what state he was in.<br><br>"Stop it!" She clawed at him, drawing blood with long nails. It didn't really seem to hurt him, but it did make him angry, where he fisted a large hand into her curls and pulled her head back to make her submit, at which she seemed to go limp, the strength rushing from her body as hundreds of strands of thick hair was being held so tight any movement would rip them out. Maybe if she didn't fight him, he would get this over with quickly so that she could try and recover the things she lost. Tears ran down her cheeks, and she tried to plead with him. "Don't do this! Please, stop!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 00:52:15</strong>
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				The only warning the drunk had that he'd been discovered was a veritable roar of anger.&nbsp; Entering the alley and seeing the scene before him, Thomas moved on instinct.&nbsp; Flying to Sarai's defense, he swung his arm around in a broad arc, landing a solid right hook to the drunk's jaw.&nbsp; With a sickening crack, Thomas grunted with satisfaction as a couple of the drunk's remaining teeth flew out of his mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>The drunk let out a cry of pain and crumpled to the ground instantly, his hands sliding from Sarai's body as he fell to the dirt in a heap.&nbsp; Thomas gently reached out to support Sarai, tugging her against him gently as his other hand draws his sword.&nbsp; Pressing the point to the man's throat, Thomas's voice was a snarl of rage.<br><br>"Coward.&nbsp; Attacking a young girl like that.&nbsp; You're lucky I don't slay you right here... if she'd been hurt, you would lose your hands.&nbsp; Now get out of here.&nbsp; Get out of my sight before I change my mind about letting you go!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 01:04:40</strong>
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				Grunting and frowning, the drunk seemingly deemed it good to take his leave, and stumbled away, a hand holding his jaw and trying to keep the blood from spilling down onto his shirt. <br><br>Sarai sighed with relief, trembling in Thomas' strong arms. Her former master would have just let her be raped, maybe even be killed, and would have beaten her afterward for not getting his dinner on the table. She found herself clinging to her master, her face pressed to his exceptionally hard chest and a hand fisted in his shirt. Starting to shy away from him in her current state of exposure, he peeled herself away from him to cover herself but finding it difficult without something to mend the garment with. <br><br>Tears still flowing down her cheeks, she swallowed thickly, nervously trying to pull the garmet together enough so it would be decent enough to go home in. "I-I-I am s-s-s-so sorry Master," she tried to stop her tears, wiping at her nose and face though her hands were dirty and it was marring her face. She felt so violated, so... gross. Ashamed. He shouldn't have to look at her like this. Stepping back, she turned her head to the three bags in a heap in the middle of the road. It didn't seem like they had been stepped on, so maybe if she washed them off, they would be fine. "Master," she whimpered softly, not doing a good job of keeping her composure and feeling ashamed for it. "I'm sorry, Master."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 01:12:55</strong>
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				Thomas kept up his tough facade until the drunk had stumbled his way back out of the alley.&nbsp; As soon as the troublemaker had vanished, Thomas sheathed his sword and turned to Sarai.&nbsp; His face etched with concern, he looked her over, making sure that she did not feel like he was staring at her immodestly.&nbsp; "You aren't hurt, are you, Sarai?"&nbsp; Gently touching her arms, he brought her into a gentle hug, brushing her long hair with his fingers. <br><br>"Shhh... shh, Sarai, it's alright... don't be sorry, it wasn't your fault.&nbsp; I'm not angry at you."&nbsp; His arms encircled her protectively, one around her shoulders and the other helping her to hold her robe shut.&nbsp; "Don't worry about the vegetables, there's always more."&nbsp; Gently guiding her out of the alley, he takes her back across the street to the house they would now share.&nbsp; Helping her to a chair, he gave her hand a squeeze. <br><br>"You don't have any more robes right now, do you?&nbsp; Hmmm..."&nbsp; Turning to walk into the bedroom, Sarai would hear her master rummaging through his trunk, quietly muttering to himself about crime and incompetent city guards.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 01:39:55</strong>
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				Blushing from being held so tenderly and treated so gently, she quietly and curiously waited for him to come back. There was something so... sweet about him. A sweetness she only got from her mother, and for such a short amount of time. He had even left the food she had gotten right where it have been dropped. The feeling of shame and inadequacy permeated her being, but the man who had almost raped her was almost completely forgotten. No, Thomas was much more interesting than he was. There were many times she had witnessed her former master forcibly have relations with one of the slaves, and even had impregnated one, but the infant was killed the instant it was born.<br><br>Her hands fisted into her ripped garment, frowning slightly. What was she supposed to do now? She hadn't completely finished cleaning like she was supposed to, and now there was nothing fresh for her to cook with. She wouldn't be able to make him a good meal. And what then? There was no way she would be able to go back out there without him, she was too afraid to do so. And now he was probably looking for something for her to wear out of his things, and who knew when the slave from her former master's place would come and give her her things. <br><br>She stood, wearily, and brought herself to the door of his bedroom. "M-master, you don't have to... I... I can mend this dress fine and..." the creases of her frown marred her gentle features. "I am awfully dirty, there is no way I could wear something of yours without washing first..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 01:45:36</strong>
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				Looking over his shoulder, Thomas smiled and shook his head.&nbsp; "Sarai, please, don't worry about all of that.&nbsp; If you want to wash up, then go right ahead.&nbsp; You can mend your old robes in due course, but I refuse to have my slave walking around in torn clothing."&nbsp; Turning back to his trunk, he finally grinned.&nbsp; "Ah hah.&nbsp; Here it is."&nbsp; He tugged a soft blue robe out of his trunk,holding it out to Sarai.&nbsp; "Here, you can wear this until your other clothing arrives or you fix up the ones you're wearing.&nbsp; I won't have you walking around naked."<br><br>Gently patting her shoulder, he smiled at her.&nbsp; "Please, don't blame yourself for what happened.&nbsp; That's an order.&nbsp; You did nothing wrong, it was entirely that man's fault.&nbsp; I refuse to blame the victim.&nbsp; Now then... do you remember what all you bought?&nbsp; I can go and pick up more of it, and then you can cook me a nice meal."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 01:58:40</strong>
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				She nodded, drawing the little coin purse she had kept hold of especially and handing it back to him, then taking the robe from him. It was very pleasant to the touch, and it surprised her that she was being allowed to wear something so beautiful. "I... I bought various vegetables, fruits, and lentils." She paused. "And beans... nuts, and rice." She blushed at the sheer amount of the foodstuffs she had bought, but she didn't know what he had, and she wanted to make him an excellent meal. "I," she bit her lip, brushing a curl back from her face. Her braid had been loosened into an unruly mess of fluffy curls. "I wanted to make something healthy and-and-and..." looking down towards his feet, the blush on her cheeks growing in color.<br><br>Nodding after a moment, she confirmed that was all she had gotten, not really wanting to try and explain her reasoning behind it anymore. She clasped the robe close to her and decided she would indeed bathe while he was gone so that she would be clean while preparing his dinner. He was such a gracious master, and for some reason she felt a deep desire to please him to the best of her ability. She found herself crying again, obviously overwhelmed. Sniffling, her head shook slightly, and she did her best so smile for him, since he had tried so to get her to smile earlier. "After dinner I... I could bathe you, M-master. If you would like that..." Her eyes were still downcast, but she was trying her best to be in better spirits for his delight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 02:11:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled and gently touched Sarai's cheek, trying to get her to look at him again.&nbsp; "Alright... you can cook something nice for me when I get back, okay?&nbsp; Enjoy your bath, take a deep breath."&nbsp; Looking at her seriously, he lightly tapped the collar on her neck.&nbsp; "I bought you in order to protect you, Sarai, and I'm not going to go back on that promise.&nbsp; You're too precious to me for me to let anything like that happen to you."<br><br>Turning to leave, he looked back at her one last time.&nbsp; "Next time, if it happens, I'll get there more quickly."&nbsp; With that, he was gone, heading toward the market to purchase the food necessary for the evening meal.&nbsp; As he walked, his mind stayed with Sarai, haunted by the look of utter humiliation on her face when he had found her.&nbsp; Inwardly, he swore to himself that he would protect her from ever experiencing such shame ever again.<br><br>After he'd made the necessary purchases, Thomas quickly made his way back to the house, surprised at how quickly dusk was settling, and wishing to be back home before darkness fell completely.&nbsp; Stepping back into the house, he set the foodstuffs on the table.&nbsp; "Sarai, I'm back."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 02:26:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarai, figuring her bath would only be a few minutes, thought to first finish her duties in the house before bathing. She returned to the kitchen, washed her hands and face, and then did the dishes, wiped down the counters, scrubbed off the stove, and put everything away. Making sure to check the food he had inside the house already, after about another half hour she was planning a meal and brushing out her hair while she drew a bath.<br><br>The tub took several minutes to fill up, during which she had loosened her curls so that when she washed it it would not tangle into a mound on top of her head. Getting into the tub, she let her bruises soak while she lathered her hair, the heavy water making it cascade in waves to the small of her back. Figuring she had a few extra minutes after she washed her body with soap and rinsed herself, she leaned back and folded her arms on the edge of the tub, leaning her down into her arms and within moments having dozed off under the soothing warmth of the water. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 02:39:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas finally spotted Sarai, and had to stifle a laugh.&nbsp; She just looked simply adorable, completely innocent as she sleeps propped up on her arms.&nbsp; Stepping quietly toward the tub, he knelt down in front of her, watching the slave sleep for a moment.&nbsp; He was relieved to see that her sleep was undisturbed by dreams or nightmares, a smile crossing his face as she murmured in her slumber.<br><br>After a couple moments, Thomas reached out to gently brush his hand against her cheek, moving his fingers up to run through her long hair.&nbsp; So exotic... she really was quite pretty, and he was sure that in time, she would come into her own, and gain the confidence that he knew was hidden inside her.&nbsp; He watched her for a second longer, then shook Sarai softly.&nbsp; "Sarai... Sarai, dear, I'm back... time to wake up."&nbsp; Smiling, he watched as she awakened, taking pleasure in the moment of sleepy disorientation before she was fully awake.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 02:57:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her lips pursed and her eyes fluttered open, gazing curiously in front of her for a moment. For the first time since she had met him, he would see her without fear or nervousness, just complete curiosity for a split second. "Master," she whispered after a moment, it clicking in her mind that she had fallen asleep in the tub. "Oh, no!" she squeaked, standing straight up immediately with the water pouring over her body in sheets. She didn't feel that she had the right to cover herself from her owner as she stood in the tub, naked, glistening with the water on her skin in the waning sunlight. <br><br>Silently, she took her large amount of hair into her hands and wrung it out before stepping out of the tub in the opposite direction. Grabbing the towel she had set next to the tub, she began to dab off her skin. If the time was taken to observe her youthful form, her curves were actually quite ample, and would fill out nicely once she gained some weight. Once she was dry, she took the towel to her hair, trying not to make it puffy from rubbing, but still draining the excess water from it with the towel. Carefully, she circled the tub to stand beside him, her hands still entrapped in the towel and mass of hair. "I'm so sorry Master, please forgive me," she started quietly, and stopped with her hair, dropping the towel, and stood still with the quiet air of submission. She did not want to upset him by leaving the room to retrieve the robe. She did nothing to hide herself from him, almost as if she was begging for him to do whatever would make him happy with her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 03:12:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas couldn't help but stare for a moment, the sunlight gleaming off of Sarai's skin gave her a very alluring air, and his eyes were wide as he took it all in.&nbsp; He cleared his throat, blushing a bit as he averted his eyes.&nbsp; Once Sarai came to stand beside him, he glanced up again.&nbsp; Carefully looking only at her eyes, he smiled a little and leaned to kiss her forehead.&nbsp; "You're forgiven, Sarai.&nbsp; You relaxed, and that is what I wanted."<br><br>Slowly, he looked down at her body again, taking in the soft swells of her breasts and the curves of her hips.&nbsp; Almost with a will of its own, his hand came to rest upon her hips, drawing her close as he looked back up at her.&nbsp; Once again, his hazel eyes met Sarai's, and yet again he was struck by how they shimmer golden in the setting sun.&nbsp; "Sarai... if I may say so, your old master was a fool.&nbsp; You are far from ugly.&nbsp; You really are quite beautiful."<br><br>Thomas leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Sarai's cheek, then stepped back, letting her go.&nbsp; "Now, be a good girl.&nbsp; Go and get dressed.&nbsp; I think I got everything you should need for dinner.&nbsp; I usually don't make anything too elaborate, so anything you make will be a treat, I'm sure."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 04:29:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His approval of her made her smile, shyly looked away and blushing when he kissed her. Kisses?! Wow, how incredibly wonderful! Her mother used to kiss her once in a while, when she was very young, before she got sick and died without treatment. When he told her to get dressed, she ran off and grabbed the robe, donning it quickly. She tried to move quickly, returning to the bathroom to grab the brush (and hoping he wouldn't mind her using it), moving it though her hair once to make sure it wasn't in tangles after being left unattended, and moved towards the kitchen. <br><br>Sarai felt almost regal in his robe, and the blush on her cheeks wouldn't receed as the thought of his lips on her cheek and forehead passed through her mind over and over. Her heart swelled with some kind of unknown feeling directed especially towards him, one that made her want to serve him with every fiber of her little being, every second of her life. It was a strange one, but maybe she could do well and he would find pleasure in her presence. <br><br>Dinner was going to be something spectacular! She shuffled around for some large tomatoes, and the rice. Finding herbs and garlic already in the kitchen, she started by cutting the tops of the tomatoes off like the lid of a pot and scooping out the insides while being very careful to catch all the pulp and liquid in the bowl. When she had finished four of the tomatoes, she went over to the stove to prep the oven. At that point she left the kitchen to find her Master.<br><br>Sarai had a tiny smile on her face, happy and refreshed, and even more excited to make him a wonderful meal. "Master?" she called to him lightly, holding the door's frame with one hand. Even though she still had her head bowed slightly, she gazed at him through her lashes. "May I inquire if you are... allergic to anything? So I may beware of using that thing in your supper?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 05:33:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled as he saw how Sarai carried herself.&nbsp; Already, with his simple gestures and words, she seemed more confident, and that made him feel a bit better about all of this.&nbsp; Patting her shoulder as she walks by, he moves into his bedroom to go over some paperwork for his garrison.&nbsp; After that, he spent some time browsing through a small book, trying to learn Arabic.<br><br>As Sarai got his attention, he looked up from the book, smiling and shaking his head.&nbsp; "Nothing that I know of.&nbsp; Nothing I've eaten here has had any adverse effects thus far.&nbsp; So, I guess the true answer is... no."&nbsp; &nbsp;He stopped himself from babbling with an effort, the sight of her in the robe and with her hair down was simply breath-taking.&nbsp; "Is dinner almost ready, Sarai?&nbsp; I have something to discuss with you, if you have a moment?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 05:54:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her head shook, with an apologetic look on her face. The dish she was making would need to cook for almost an hour before it was ready - over cooking or cooking the tomatoes too fast would cause them to burn or get mushy and fall apart instead of staying soft but firm. She bowed slightly, not knowing how to tell him she wasn't ready yet, and wanted to get back to the cooking as soon as she could. "Just a moment, if you don't mind, Master."<br><br>After she got his ok, she rushed back into the kitchen, finding garlic, olive oil, cheese, basil, oregano, and rice and mixing it into the bowl with the leftover pulp and liquid. Then she gathered a baking pan, putting the hollowed out tomatoes inside it, and stuffing the tomatoes with the mixture before putting the tops back on like a little lid. Having found a bottle of white wine, she used a cup or so of it so just fill the bottom of the pan so that the tomatoes wouldn't stick and the baking would slightly steam the vegetables. The liquid of tomato would be soaked by the rice. Then she put the pan into the oven, checking the time, and rushed back to Thomas.<br><br>Sitting at his feet, she looked up at him for a moment before looking back at her hands. "Dinner will be done once it cooks properly," she informed him. Hopefully he will would not mind being patient with her, the dish may take a while, but it was full of carbohydrates and vitamins that would give him stamina and strength. "I'm sorry for making you wait, Master. What is it that you would like to discuss with me?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 06:06:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				While Sarai was busy in the kitchen, Thomas relaxed back in his chair, closing his eyes.&nbsp; He savored the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen, and he smiled at the thought that this would be the status quo from now on.&nbsp; As Sarai rejoined him, he opened his eyes, making some room for her.&nbsp; "Now now, no sitting all the way down there, Sarai.&nbsp; Come up here and sit on my lap, if you would."<br><br>Once she was settled, he resumed speaking.&nbsp; "Now then... I've been thinking about things, and I have an idea I would like to propose to you.&nbsp; Since this is a fresh start for you, a clean slate... I wonder if you might like it if I gave you a new name.&nbsp; I have one in mind that I think is perfect for you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 06:17:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She almost gaped openly when he had her sit on his lap, not having been so close to someone for more than a few seconds, save for the times he had hugged her that day. The things he was doing to her was confusing her, making her nervous and reverent at the same time. He carried himself like a strong man, but he ordered her gently, and treated her with... it wasn't just tenderness. It was something beyond it. Her hands clasped in her lap as she sat on his, wondering exactly what he wanted for her. <br><br>His words took a moment to sink in, when she lifted her head to look directly at him with wide, surprised eyes. He wanted to give her a new name? It was not unusual for a slave to be renamed when bought by a new master, she had been told once by one of her fellow slaves, who had been renamed when she was bought by her former master. Her eyes dropped once again, her head tilting down slightly, not seeing it proper for her to look at him directly unless he specifically wanted her to. "If that is what you would like, Master, then I have no reservations about a new name." She nodded slightly, but that wasn't really answering his question. He seemed to want to know if she wanted a new name. "I..." she paused for a moment, trying to gather the right way to answer him. "It would make me happy if giving me a new name would make you happy, Master," she finished finally.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 06:35:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled as Sarai reacted to his offer.&nbsp; Seeing her cheeks color faintly, he knew that she would love to have that, even if she did not say so directly.&nbsp; Brushing his fingers through her hair, he spoke softly.&nbsp; "Sarai, please... look at me when you speak to me.&nbsp; I like to see your face."&nbsp; Cupping her chin gently, he turned Sarai's gaze to his, smiling kindly at her.<br><br>"Now then... how to say this properly."&nbsp; He cleared his throat, looking solemnly at his slave.&nbsp; "Sarai... from this day forward, you shall now be known as... Fayruz, or Fay for short.&nbsp; It has a special meaning... it means precious or beloved."&nbsp; He held her gently by both shoulders, meeting her gaze with his.&nbsp; "Bear it proudly, it is the first step of a new life for you as my servant, slave, and companion."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 06:49:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Following his instructions, she gazed straight into his face as he spoke to her, but when he held her like that, so gently and gazing into her eyes, his gaze was piercing her soul and made her feel naked. Cautiously, as to not alert him to her movement, she drew her arms around herself. Nodding slightly and chewing desperately on her bottom lip, her mind prayed he would release her soon so she could get up. His closeness was making her very nervous, and looking at her like that, it made her want to...<br><br>Her eyes flashed towards his lips, and instantly back up to his eyes. That's what she wanted - to kiss him. But he couldn't see that desire, it was improper, it was forbidden. If he should want her, he was her master and it was a completely different matter. But she, she should never, ever feel that extent of attraction to her master. Besides, it was too quick, it was too severe, too motivated by this treatment where she didn't understand where it started and where it ended, where her limits were, what things made him tick. No, she knew nothing about him, except that he had given her this name and it must mean that she was at least a valuable possession. <br><br>Swallowing thickly, she nodded, not even able to bring a smile to her lips with the complications of emotions swirling through her brain. "I... I will do so, Master. Just as you say."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 07:09:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing the conflict behind Fay's gaze, Thomas's expression became concerned yet again.&nbsp; Letting Fay go, he let one hand continue to rest on her shoulder.&nbsp; Looking at her carefully, he started to gently stroke her shoulder, then up to her hair again.&nbsp; She was so pretty... beautiful even.&nbsp; It was an absolute shame that she was so scared of displeasing anyone.&nbsp; He tried to think of something... some singular gesture that would dispell her fears.<br><br>Finally, it comes to him in a flash.&nbsp; Making up his mind, Thomas gently cupped Fay's face in his hands.&nbsp; Tracing his thumbs over her cheeks, he spoke quietly.&nbsp; "Fay, listen to me... you are everything I could want in a slave.&nbsp; Please... try not to worry about pleasing me.&nbsp; Just be yourself, do as you are told, and you will make me happy."&nbsp; He waited a second, then decided to go for broke.&nbsp; Leaning forward, he gently pressed his lips to Fay's, a simple, soft kiss that brushed across her lips for several seconds before he pulled back again, watching her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 07:42:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes closed, and it seemed as if the kissed didn't last long enough as the instinctive reaction was the not let him leave her. To this effect, she had leaned forward when he drew away, but then her eyes snapped open and seemed to berate herself for what she had done. The tips of her tongue came past her lips to gather his taste from him, and she watched him with an extremely confused expression on her face. <br><br>All at once, she stood up and backed away from him. "I have to check on the food." With that she turned and all but ran from the room and into the kitchen. Tears slipped down her cheeks unchecked, but only a few, before she brushed them away and opened the oven to check the stuffed tomatoes. Taking a pair of tongs, she opened the top of one, moving the filling slightly, seeing that the rice had indeed cooked. Replacing the little top, she looked at the time. Fifteen more minutes in there and it should be ready to eat.<br><br>All the bustling around the kitchen let her mind dwell on something other than the mess of jumbled emotions brimming in her head. Taking a loaf of bread, she began to cut it into slices, and then placed them inside the oven for a moment to warm and toast. While she was doing this, she was trying to separate the facts from the speculations running in her head. Fact: he wanted her to be comfortable. Fact: he found her a special possession worthy of protection. Fact: he thought she was beautiful. She took the bread from the oven and began to rub a piece of cut garlic onto each once, careful not to press very hard. She wanted the tastes in the tomatoes to marry well with the bread.<br><br>Not yet fact: she was attracted to her master. Fact: she wanted to please him with the best of her ability. What had he said? Companion? So... him wanting her to be his friend was also a fact? Friend may be too familiar. She put that into the not yet fact category. Arranging the bread onto a long plate, she carefully drizzled olive oil over each piece, continuing to the table with the plate over to the table and placing the plate down, and also a mat that would prevent the hot pan from the oven from burning the wood. Then she returned to the stove and retrieved the mittens that would keep her hands from burning. It was time to take the main dish out of the oven. <br><br>So for the time being, doing what he said was best and figuring out how she felt was to come with time. He had told her to not to worry about pleasing him, just to do as she was told. And to be herself. But... but what was that? She frowned at her lack of understanding. Pan effectively taken from the stove and placed on the table, she steeled herself with the inevitable rebuke she would get when she appeared in front of him again, but she kept her head up when she spoke to him this time. <br><br>"Master... your supper is waiting for you..." her voice was quiet, shaking slightly. She watched him carefully, and gave him a small apologetic smile. She did not mean to run away from him like that, and hoped she had not offended him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 08:11:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the kiss ended, Thomas was taken by surprise as he noticed Fay leaning forward, as if to continue the kiss.&nbsp; Did... did she feel something for him, beyond the master-slave dynamic?&nbsp; It was possible, but surely she must not know how to do this sort of thing.&nbsp; She'd never known what true affection was.&nbsp; Even as Thomas extended his hand up to touch Fay's cheek, he flinched away as her eyes snapped open.<br><br>He felt a pang of guilt deep within himself at the confusion written all over Fay's face.&nbsp; Thomas's mouth moved wordlessly as he tried to think of something... some way to reassure her, not to scare her away.&nbsp; Adding to his bewilderment was the fact that she... licked her lips.&nbsp; Did she like kissing him?&nbsp; Then why was she looking so frightened of what had happened.&nbsp; Then... she was gone.<br><br>Frowning to himself, Thomas blew out a long breath and closed his eyes.&nbsp; He quietly berated himself, too low for Fay to hear in the next room.&nbsp; "You idiot... she's not ready for that, she's barely even gotten used to having you as her master!"&nbsp; Sighing, he clenched his hands into fists.&nbsp; He just couldn't deny that he was feeling something for her.&nbsp; She just took his breath away every time he saw her.&nbsp; He needed to get a hold of himself... and yet, he felt like he needed to show her that she shouldn't be afraid, if she felt something for him as well.<br><br>Brought out from his inner thoughts by Fay's voice, he looked up to see her standing in his doorway once again.&nbsp; "Oh, it is?&nbsp; Forgive me, I lost track of the time."&nbsp; Flashing Fay a warm smile, he stood up from his chair.&nbsp; "It smells delicious, Fay."&nbsp; Stepping into the living area, he walked over to take his seat at the table, then looked up at her.&nbsp; "Did you not make some for yourself, Fay?&nbsp; Aren't you hungry?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 08:24:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Relief washed over the girl as she realized he wasn't upset with her, and followed him into the kitchen as he sat. She gathered a plate and knife, fork, spoon, and a glass, setting each in front of him. Then she gave him a helping to both the stuffed tomato and the bread before fetching him an ice-cold glass of water. "I..." she stammered, not exactly knowing how to answer him. She had made four, and if he didn't want to eat one of them, she guessed she could if he wanted her to, but she had never eaten the same thing as her Master before.<br><br>In fact, most of the time she didn't eat at all. No, she hadn't had an appetite in such a long time that she usually just nibbled on bread of she felt the need to eat. "I don't get hungry, Master," she replied after a moment, standing behind him so that she did not disturb his eating. It was kind of awkward to tell him that she basically hadn't been allowed to eat most of the time, and then when she was, it wasn't very much. It was like she had been trained not to eat. One hand came up to grasp her arm, where she had been grabbed by the drunk man earlier, which had darkened into a nasty bruise. <br><br>But she had the feeling that he would object to this, and shuffled slightly around the table. "If you would like, I will eat one, Master."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 08:37:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas looked very impressed with what Fay had prepared for him.&nbsp; Smiling at her, his approval was quite evident, then he dug in, taking slow bites and savoring the variety of flavors inherent in the dish.&nbsp; Looking at her curiously, he finally sighed and shook his head.&nbsp; "Well, Fay, if you don't want to eat, you don't have to.&nbsp; I understand.&nbsp; I just can't imagine that starving yourself will be good for you in the long run.&nbsp; It would make me feel better if I knew you were eating well.&nbsp; I don't want you to fall ill..."<br><br>Going back to his meal, Thomas watched Fay out of the corner of his eye, seeing what she would do.&nbsp; He didn't want to get harsh with her, but he would if she refused to eat for more than a couple of days.&nbsp; He could see the beginnings of malnutrition in her slightly shadowed eyes and the bones of her arms were a little bit too obvious.&nbsp; She looked underfed, and it cut him deeply to see her in such a condition.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 08:50:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I-I-I don't starve myself!" she exclaimed, and obviously surprised with herself she shrank down into the seat closest to him. Reaching out, she took one of the pieces of bread she had prepared and tore it in half, nibbling on it with her front teeth. She had not tasted the food, and had actually been curious as to if it was properly seasoned. Taking off a bigger piece than the first time, she decided she liked it, but wished she had put something like parsley on top, though the herb would have clashed with the ones in the tomato.<br><br>Once she had regained her composure, she continued. "My former master's first degree of punishment was taking away supper for the slaves, which was the only time we were allowed to eat," she explained slowly. "Then there was a beating." She frowned slightly, looking at the food she had prepared for him. "I got used to simply sneaking bread once in a while to keep the hunger from being gnawing, and it got to the point to where I don't get hungry anymore." Returning her gaze to Thomas, Fayruz tried to smile for him despite the subject of conversation. "If you wish for me to eat, Master, I will try my best to eat as much as I can."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 09:08:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, that would make me feel much better, Fay.&nbsp; Please, do that for me.&nbsp; It will make you healthier, and you'll feel much better in the long run.&nbsp; Especially if we keep eating your cooking, this is fantastic."&nbsp; Grinning at her across the table, Thomas quickly finished his portion.&nbsp; They passed the time in amiable silence, Thomas giving Fay little smiles throughout the meal.&nbsp; Finally, as the evening grew late, Thomas pushed his plate away and stretched.&nbsp; <br><br>"Mmm... I think I'm going to turn in, Fay.&nbsp; Tomorrow's an early start for me, so I'm going to need my rest."&nbsp; Stacking the plates and cups, he handed them to Fay and stood.&nbsp; "Go ahead and get the dishes cleaned up, and then come and join me in the bedroom.&nbsp; I'll have a blanket and pillow out there for you to sleep.&nbsp; Don't worry about anything else tonight."<br><br>As he walked past Fay to go into the bedroom, he stopped to press a soft kiss to her cheek.&nbsp; "Good night, Fay... thank you for the wonderful meal, you did a fantastic job.&nbsp; I'm proud of you, precious."&nbsp; With those kind words, Thomas retired to his bedroom.&nbsp; By the time Fay was done with the dishes, the young soldier would be fast asleep, lightly breathing in and out as he drifts into a sound, deep slumber.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 09:22:14</strong>
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				With his words, she nodded, and took the time to eat about half of one of the tomatoes she had made for him. It seemed to stretch her stomach a bit, as she ate even more than she thought she was able, and felt kind of bloated. Her reply as she was given the dishes was another nod, listening intently on his instructions for the night. She couldn't help but observe his body when he stretched, and was looking away because of it when he planted a kiss on her cheek. <br><br>His praises surprised her so much that she almost dropped the dishes. <i>I'm proud of you.</i> "Goodnight, Master!" she replied with haste, as he was almost out of sight when she had finally stopped thinking about what he had said for a moment. Turning quietly and padding over to the sink, she mulled over his sweet words and the growing feelings for him she had inside of her while she washed them, thankful for the time alone.<br><br>When she was finished, she quietly entered the bedroom and took off the robe he had given her to wear, folding it and placing it at the end of his bed. Even though she was naked, she figured it wouldn't make much of a difference if she was in the cover, and it would not do for her to wrinkle the beautiful robe. Laying down to rest her uneasy mind and slightly bloated stomach, she wrapped herself in the blanket that was her palette, and said a silent goodnight to her master once more before drifting off to sleep.<br><br>As she slept, nightmares began to invade her head, mostly of her mother's death and of being beaten by her former master, but also reliving the episode with the drunk earlier that day. She tossed and turned, whimpering softly in her sleep but also still aware of the man sleeping in the bed beside her, never being loud enough to wake Thomas. Perspiration dampened her brow and hair, making her hot and uncomfortable. And even though she wouldn't know it, there were a few times where she called out to him to help her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 09:34:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Around 3 o'clock in the morning, something woke Thomas from his sleep,&nbsp; Blinking blearily and sitting up in bed, the sheets fall away, revealing a toned, athletic physique, honed from many hours of training and combat on the field of battle.&nbsp; Casting his gaze about, Thomas tried to figure out what had woken him up.&nbsp; A couple of seconds later, he realizes that it was Fay that had woken him, murmuring and quietly crying out in her sleep.<br><br>Looking at her in the gloom, his heart gives another pang as he watches her thrashing about in her sleep.&nbsp; "Must be one hell of a nightmare..." he whispered to himself.&nbsp; What stopped him in his tracks was what came next.&nbsp; She... she was asking him for help... in her dreams, she needed him.&nbsp; Without a moment's hesitation, he slipped out from under the covers, not caring at the moment that he was naked except for his undershorts. <br><br>Moving to sit beside her, he started to gently stroke her hair, taking a cloth from the bedside table and dabbing at the sweat covering her brow.&nbsp; "Fay... Fay, it's alright... I'm right here, precious... Master Thomas is here..."&nbsp; His voice breaks slightly from the emotion.&nbsp; He hated to see Fay in such distress, and he silently prayed that he could snap her out of it, that he could bring her peace.&nbsp; "Please, dearest Fay, snap out of it... he's not going to hurt you again."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 16:52:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The slight movements from her master tending to her woke her up, having been trained to awaken at the slightest touch or call. But at the moment she was in a very vulnerable position. Her brain seemed to ache from the events of the previous day, and a frightened expression had taken hold of her features. Despite these things, it was her job to take care of his needs - however, the darkness and maybe even her extreme fatigue seemed to override those ingrained duties. The result was a reaction that was purely her.<br><br>She didn't know what he had said to her, but knew he was tending to her, able to see his concerned face and strong lines in the moonlight. "Master," she replied softly, but with earnest, and immediately rose from the blankets even in her state of undress to wrap her small form about him. Nose tucking securely into the apex of his neck and shoulder and arms wrapping around his waist, pressing her body to his to feel his warmth, his strength. <br><br>It was then she was finally able to breathe. Whatever repercussions she would be given was worth this moment, seeking comfort in the arms of a man who was at that second just one who she deeply wanted to please - not a master who ordered her around and she merely obeyed. Wanting only to feel his tender words turned into tender touches, something physical to soothe her pained mind and heart. Silently begging for him to display his approval of this girl who he had named "precious" in a manner beyond his words and confusing displays of affection. It was then that she did not think or control the things coming from her mouth when she whispered his name, Thomas. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 17:12:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas's heart skipped several beats as Fay rose up wrapped him in her arms.&nbsp; Feeling her so close made him breath in sharply, but then, his arms came to encircle her.&nbsp; Bringing her to rest against him, his fingers came up to stroke lightly over her upper back and through her hair.&nbsp; She was so delicate... fragile, even.&nbsp; Her name suited her in more ways than she probably knew.&nbsp; Surely, she didn't feel the same way, did she?&nbsp; He was the master, and she was the slave... <br><br>But then, she said his name.&nbsp; That was something he had never expected.&nbsp; Looking down at her, his expression flickered between concern and something far more meaningful.&nbsp; His hand trembled a little as he reached up to caress her cheek.&nbsp; Her skin was so smooth... almost like silk beneath his fingers.&nbsp; He marveled in the contrast of light and dark.&nbsp; They were opposites in just about every way possible, and yet... they were forging a bond that was promising to be quite strong.&nbsp; <br><br>"Fay...", he breathed, his eyes gazing back into hers.&nbsp; There was so much more that he wanted to say, but somehow he couldn't think of the words to express it.&nbsp; Finally, he realized what it was that she wanted him to do.&nbsp; Leaning down slowly, he carefully pressed his lips to hers once again.&nbsp; The gesture was not pushy or commanding, it was simply a way for him to let her know that this was okay, and that he would not be angry with her for this.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 17:32:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes closed, and this time she let herself enjoy the sensation of his lips against hers, though she didn't respond. In truth, she wasn't sure how she was supposed to. But at least she did not pull away, and it seemed as if her body melted into his just a little bit more. Who know that saying his name would elicit that kind of response? Or maybe it was because this was what she needed more than anything, and somehow he could tell.<br><br>As their lips parted, her eyes fluttered back open, this time not panicked and confused but somehow at peace. The tiniest smile graced the corner of her lips, her head tilting to lay against his chest, even as her eyes closed once again. As he held her, she didn't feel the need to grasp him so tightly anymore, and even as she settled into his arms her own moved around to his front and her hands splayed over his chest. There was a moment where she hummed ever so softly, a pleasant sound when she found his heartbeat under her palm. <br><br>Even though she could feel somehow that he wasn't angry with her, she felt the need to apologize. For something. "I-I'm sorry, Master... for running away from you earlier." No, she wouldn't apologize for this - their position, this comfort. Why? She wasn't sorry, and it would be lying if she did. She wouldn't do that to him. Her head tilted up and her half-lidded eyes gazed at him before she shifted slightly to press her lips to his again, but only momentarily, as it was not proper for her to do so. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>01-09-2008, 18:03:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled, shaking his head slightly after Fay had kissed him again.&nbsp; Reaching up slowly, he cupped her cheek in his palm, letting his thumb pad trace across her lips, following the soft contours for a moment.&nbsp; "Fay, why are you apologizing?&nbsp; If anything, I was the one who overstepped... I should have known that you wouldn't know what to do."&nbsp; Smiling a little more, he leaned to kiss her on the forehead, closing his eyes for a moment.&nbsp; Everything about her was just.... intoxicating.&nbsp; Everything made him want to protect and cherish her, she was his slave after all.&nbsp; It was his job to keep her safe.<br><br>"You've just never really known what it means to be cared about.&nbsp; I should have known that you'd be scared if I did that.&nbsp; I didn't mean to startle you like that, and I should be the one who is apologizing to you, Fay. Not the other way around."&nbsp; His eyes having adjusted to the gloom, Thomas finally realized that Fay was naked.&nbsp; He hadn't really noticed it, despite the fact that their bare skin was pressed up against each other.&nbsp; His eyes wandered down to look at her bare shoulders, and the top-most part of Fay's chest.&nbsp; "You're just so pretty, Fay... so kind and gentle too.&nbsp; I could never be a harsh master toward you... you don't deserve it."<br><br>Slowly, almost timidly, Thomas let one hand drift from her back around to her chest.&nbsp; Looking into Fay's eyes, never leaving her gaze, he lightly cupped her breast, hefting the small orb in his palm.&nbsp; His fingers lightly squeezed and rubbed at the sensitive skin, his thumb tracing lightly over her brown nipple.&nbsp; Lightly strking the sensitive nub of flesh, Thomas leaned forward to press his lips to Fay's once again.&nbsp; He drew her as close as he could, cradling her against him with his other arm, protective and gentle.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 00:38:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sensation was glorious, and something to be desired, as he touched her intimately for the first time. She had always been told she was too frail, too ugly, to even consider having this kind of relationship with anyone - not just her master. But this, this was softer than anything she had ever experienced, coupled with his words, and it brought a blush back to her face. <br><br>Gasping for air, she pulled back barely an inch to suck in a breath, having not really moved her lips against his but didn't know the mechanics of kissing quite yet. Her eyes opened to gaze at him with a small apology in her eyes. "How... how am I supposed to react, Master?" she asked him softly, not once acknowledging the hand on her breast despite the amount of pleasure it gave her. It was more mental than physical - not that his hand wasn't stimulating enough - but the very idea, the realization that it was in fact happening, and the delight of having him want to touch her was a very new and pleasing idea. She didn't move an inch, not wanting him to suddenly pull away from her. Was there a way that she would be able to please him instead of him merely comforting her? 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 02:01:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas's cheeks were a faint red in color as he looked at Fay.&nbsp; Watching her in the dim light of torches coming in from the street, he tried to think of how to explain it to her.&nbsp; After a moment, he reached up to cup the back of Fay's head, gently pulling her into the kiss once again.&nbsp; Just before their lips meet, he stops, letting their breath play across each other's lips, warm and teasing.&nbsp; "W-well... I've never done this before either, Fay.&nbsp; I suppose the best thing I can tell you to do is just... well, just do what comes naturally.&nbsp; Just do what feels right."<br><br>Perhaps surprisingly to Fay, Thomas seemed about as unsure of himself as she was of herself.&nbsp; Slowly, he closed the gap between their lips again, kissing her tenderly and lovingly.&nbsp; As their lips danced against one another, his right arm came to encircle Fay's waist, gently supporting her as they embrace.&nbsp; His left hand continued to rub and caress her bare breast, carefully rubbing and toying with the smooth skin and soft flesh.&nbsp; Seeking her nipple, he pulled back from the kiss to look into Fay's eyes.&nbsp; Finding the small nub of flesh, he smiles, watching his slave's face as he lightly tugs and toys with the sensitive spot.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 04:10:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss itself set her entire body on fire, this time much more intimate from the gentle teasing to the hand on her breast making itself known with its rubbing. Her head tilted as she followed his instructions carefully, doing her best to just get lost in the moment, and whimpering softly as he pulled his lips away from hers.<br><br>Silently, her body arched into his hand, teeth chewing deliberately on her bottom lip. There was something about this that made these awkward little noises escape from between her lips, especially when he tugged at her nipple. There was a moment where her eyes glanced down at his hand on her breast to watch his fingers at work, realizing the nub had hardened and that was why it ached slightly when it was touched. Bringing her eyes back up to Thomas', she opened her mouth to say something, but instead closed the space between them to kiss him again. She wanted so badly to learn how to do this well, to give him the same kind of sensations he was giving her, but at the same time, the goal of this was simply to comfort her, correct? Then he had done a good enough job already. There was no reason for him to continue.<br><br>Except that it felt really good. Her hand grasped his shoulder, squeezing out of reaction and for support, and parted her lips against his just slightly feeling her top lip slip between both of his lips and her lips securing his bottom lip between hers. It was a very... sexual sensation. That's what it was- sexual. If that's what he wanted, she would gladly give it to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 04:50:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas let out a soft moan as Fay leaned into him, her lips dancing across his felt incredible.&nbsp; Intimate and gentle, the kiss wasn't like any of the others he'd had before.&nbsp; There was no push, no need to go farther than this, and right now, he was okay with that.&nbsp; He couldn't get enough of this exotic, diminutive slave girl.&nbsp; Was... was he falling for her?&nbsp; Was he falling in love with Fay?&nbsp; It was possible, but the last thing he wanted was to scare her again.&nbsp; For the time being, he decided to let the embrace last.&nbsp; Keeping her close, he abandoned his touch on her breast to simply embrace her, kissing her back just as tender and gentle as she kisses him.<br><br>Thomas let the kiss linger on for several long moments, then parted, reluctantly, from her kiss once again.&nbsp; Looking deep into her eyes, he gently grasped her hands and stood up, bringing her with him.&nbsp; "Come, Fay... you can sleep with me tonight.&nbsp; It's going to be much more comfortable than sleeping on the floor, anyway."&nbsp; He guided her gently to his bed, helping her to lay down and covering her before joining her.&nbsp; Looking at her in the torchlight, he opened his arms for her once again, offering her a place with him if she wants it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 02:26:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded at his words, and followed him up to the bed, watching him with cautious eyes as he tucked her under the covers and held his arms out to her. Scooting forward, she let herself relish in that moment, the sincere concern and want for her to come to him, the look in his eyes glowing slightly brown with the reds and golds of the fire, and again her heart swelled in her chest with an unknown emotion that made her want to kiss him again. <br><br>Glad for the wonderful feel of his strong arms around her, she took a moment to squirm and settle into his body again. Her little form curved to him gently, his larger and harder body fitting just so against her breasts and stomach. Allowing herself the momentary pleasure of entertaining her own desires for just this instance, her leg came to encircle his waist. She could feel how the soft petals between her legs lied just on his stomach as her head tucked into the dip under his collarbone, the contrast between hard and soft becoming so apparent once again. "G-goodnight Master..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 03:29:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas reflexively tightened his arms around Fay as she pressed herself up against him, keeping her close and secure as he watches her.&nbsp; As he smiles, his hand drifts up to brush a strand of hair from her eyes.&nbsp; She really was so innocent... it was quite adorable, really.&nbsp; He made a mental note to praise her for it sometime, she would like to know that she was pleasing to him even when she really wasn't doing anything at all other than being herself.<br><br>His eyes opened a bit wider as she curled her leg around his hip, nestling herself completely against his body.&nbsp; Even through his undershorts, he could feel how her warm core pressed itself to his stomach.&nbsp; Swallowing a little, he managed to keep from getting aroused; the last thing he wanted was to discourage her from being with him.&nbsp; The nervousness faded, however, when she pressed her lips to his collarbone and spoke quietly.&nbsp; Smiling sincerely, he brushed his hand over her back and shoulders, silently praising her with his gentle touch.<br><br>"Goodnight, precious... sleep well, I will be right here all night."&nbsp; Pressing a kiss to her hair, he relaxed into the pillows, closing his eyes and following her into a deep slumber once again.&nbsp; The night passed quickly after that point, and almost too soon, Thomas was awoken by the sunlight coming in from outside.&nbsp; Opening his eyes, he let out a soft yawn and looked down at Fay.&nbsp; She looked so helpless like this, her face unmarred by anxiety or worry, and it made his heart melt to see her relaxed and resting.&nbsp; He laid there for some time, simply watching her sleep, before gently stroking her cheek, speaking quietly.&nbsp; "Fay... Fay, it's morning... time to wake up..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 14:33:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay's eyes opened to look at him, though with a slightly confused expression on her face. It lasted for just a moment, when she had realized what had happened the night before and why she was tangled around her Master in his bed. Humming softly in reply, she started to squirm a bit, but didn't completely get move herself nor rise from his embrace. "G'morning Master," she said softly, and smiled. <br><br>It took a moment, but she finally willed herself to pull out of his warmth and sit up. Scooting away just a bit, she stretched her entire little body and ended up falling backwards with a small "oof." She had never slept in a bed so comfortable before, and probably never so peacefully, and found herself suddenly full of energy and oddly satisfied. Turning to look at him, she remember him saying he needed to get an early start on the day. "How much time do you have before you leave?" Her eyes became wide and apologetic. She should have gotten up before him so she could make him breakfast at least. "You still have to bathe and eat before you go... and I have nothing prepared for you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>03-09-2008, 16:34:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas chuckled a little as Fay tumbled back into the sheets and mattress.&nbsp; Reaching out for her, he helped her to sit up, his eyes lightly amused at how she is so worried about making sure he's happy.&nbsp; "Don't worry, Fay.&nbsp; We still have a couple hours, I knew you would want to have plenty of time in the morning to make breakfast."&nbsp; Giving her a playful wink, he turned to slip out of bed.&nbsp; "I'm not completely dense after all.&nbsp; I pick up on little things like that."<br><br>Turning to look back at her, he simply took in how she looked for a moment.&nbsp; Her hair was cutely ruffled and poofy, and she still had a semi-sleepy look to her.&nbsp; All in all, it was rather cute.&nbsp; "I'm going to go shave and some other things.&nbsp; If you could draw me a bath before you start on breakfast, that would be much appreciated.&nbsp; Easy enough, right?"&nbsp; Smiling kindly, he turned back to face her, leaning against the door frame.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 01:57:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, figuring it would be better for him to bathe first, and blushing visibly at his little affections. She rose her hands to put them in her hair, pulling it back from her face like squeezing the mane of curls would make them less fluffy. Her lashes fluttered sleepily as she yawned lightly and hefted herself out of the covers to follow him. Not really knowing if she should put on the robe or not, she grabbed it after she had climbed out of his bed and draped it over her frame without closing it. <br><br>Coming up to him and stepping quite close, she wondered what kind of effect last night had on their relationship. Was she supposed to kiss him now? Or - rather, was she allowed to? Lifting herself with her feet and placing her hands on his shoulders to support herself, she kissed his jawline delicately. Then she pulled away as quickly as she came to shuffle past him into the bathroom and start on his bathwater. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 02:36:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled, enjoying the soft kiss up underneath his chin.&nbsp; Closing his eyes for a moment, he was inwardly disappointed that the kiss only lasted for a bare second.&nbsp; Before she turned to leave, Thomas gave Fay's hand a gentle, encouraging squeeze to let her know that she could always do that without being afraid that he didn't approve.&nbsp; Watching her walk into the bathroom, Thomas couldn't help but sneak a look at her retreating backside.&nbsp; He smiled as he saw how the small, rounded cheeks of her rear moved with her hips and legs, lending her a sexy, sensual walk even when she apparently was not trying at all.<br><br>Turning to the small washbasin in his room, he made quick work of cleaning his teeth.&nbsp; Reaching for his razor, he saw that he only had one quality blade left.&nbsp; Reminding himself to add getting some of his blades sharpened to the list of tasks for Fay to do today, he got to work shaving, making sure to get a completely clean-shaven face before he set the blade aside.&nbsp; Splashing some of the remaining water onto his face, he toweled off, then made his way toward the bathroom.<br><br>Upon entering, he couldn't help but smile.&nbsp; Fay had just finished drawing the bath for him.&nbsp; "That looks wonderful, Fay.&nbsp; Pretty much perfect timing too.&nbsp; Well done." Removing his underclothes and slipping into the water, Thomas relaxed, submerged up to the middle of his chest.&nbsp; Turning his head to look at his slavegirl, he smiled warmly.&nbsp; "Well, Fay, why don't you help me with my bath?&nbsp; That would be a very nice start to the day, if I may say so."&nbsp; Giving her a playful wink, he settled back again, closing his eyes and breathing deep of the warm air and bath oils.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 03:52:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay, after going into the bathroom, started right away on the bathwater. She made sure that it was hot enough to soothe his muscles but not too hot to scald his skin. She had to take the robe back off in order to make sure it didn't get wet, so there was nothing to cover the girl when he walked in. Sitting beside the tub itself, having just turned off the water and checked the temperature, her arms were wet. <br><br>She stood, backing away and starting to get the robe provided for her when he stripped and climbed into the water, asking for her to assist with his bath. Now, if she kept the robe on, it would get soaked, especially the sleeves. And after the night before, there was no reason at all she should be nervous for him to see her body. In fact, the day before after she had bathed, he had given her a good look and pronounced her beautiful. But then again, the nervousness that is dispelled in distress and darkness was brought back completely in the sunlight.<br><br>Oh no, that face again. Fayruz immediately turned two shades darker than her normal color as all the blood in her face rushed to her cheeks when he winked at her. Now, what was that supposed to mean? He obviously wanted her to wash him, which she had no problem with, but... but what was that wink for? She knelled next to the tub, gathering a cloth and soap, dipping both into the water and bringing them back out to work it into a lather. Then she brought the sudsy towel up to his chest and began to wash him. Her eyes did their best to remain on his face, but she couldn't help but look down into the water. There was something completely fascinating about the male body, and especially about how his being so close and naked made her feel. There was an apparent moment where she pressed her thighs together to suppress the arousal growing in that area, but she not familiar with those emotions only got even more confused.<br><br>Doing her best to make sure her emotions were not worn completely on her face, she took his arms and lifted them, cleaning them thoroughly before going on to his neck and shoulders. The rest of him was below the water. This made her so oblivious to her own situation that she didn't notice how wet she had gotten while she had been cleaning him. She leaned back slightly, her arms obviously wet, but also her breasts, which had more than once come in contact with the water as she cleaned his chest. Clearing her throat, she smiled at him gently, and if possible the blush on her face got even deeper. "You... it may be best if you stood, Master."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 04:56:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas mind drifted as he relaxed under Fayruz's skilled touch.&nbsp; As her small hands drifted across his bare chest and shoulders, she would be able to feel every ridge and dip of the muscles wrapped around his body.&nbsp; Along with the powerful, lean muscle, she would be able to see and feel the scars of battle, especially on his back, where a single, jagged scar runs from the back of his right shoulder down to about halfway down his back on the left side.&nbsp; The wound looked as if it had been pretty serious, but it has healed well, leaving only the scar and no remnants of any problems coming from it.<br><br>Thomas was stirred from his little daydream as Fay spoke.&nbsp; Opening his eyes, it took him a moment for her words to register in his mind, then he smiled a little.&nbsp; "Yes, I suppose that would help, wouldn't it?&nbsp; Forgive me, I just let my mind wander a little too much, I just kind of forgot where I was."&nbsp; His cheeks were a faint pink as he put his arms on the edge of the bath and stood up.&nbsp; Clearly, he had never really let anyone of the opposite gender see him nude before, and he was a little self conscious.<br><br>No matter how Thomas felt about the situation, it didn't change the fact that he was by no means un-handsome.&nbsp; His upper body was lean and muscular, and his lower body did not break from that archetype.&nbsp; His legs were powerfully built, with barely any fat on them to hide the muscles beneath his skin.&nbsp; His rear would best be described as "cute". It was fit, well-formed, and quite pleasing to even the most un-trained eye.&nbsp; And his member was not small, by any means.&nbsp; Even flaccid, it was a bit larger than average.&nbsp; <br><br>Overall, it was quite clear that Thomas took good care of himself physically, and it showed in how he was built.&nbsp; Looking at Fay, he smiled and subtly took in the wetness on her chest and stomach with some appreciation.&nbsp; "Is this better, Fay?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 14:35:07</strong>
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				The extent of surprise that Fayruz felt couldn't be displayed properly on her face. She almost expected him to tell her to leave and he would finish up himself. The part of her that didn't... well, she hadn't thought about that yet. Distantly she wondered exactly what kind of duties she was to preform as his salve: some masters were completely about the domestic services, and some were about... well, just about anything and everything. <br><br>Leaning up on her knees, she lathered the towel once more to start at the small of his back, pressing a kiss to the area right beneath his left pelvic bone. Glancing up at him, she smiled at him, laughing a bit before returning to her work. She made sure to massage his muscles with the other hand, carefully down his buttocks and thighs, then the back and front of his legs, careful to completely dismiss his more private parts. All the while her body was pressed against his, herself getting even more wet from the water and soap on him.<br><br>Finally finished with that she moved away for just a moment to gather the shampoo, opening the bottle with its sweet smelling liquid, and pouring it into her hands. It was now that she attended to his public hair and genitals, wanting to make sure all of it was lathered and tended to thoroughly so that it would be soft for his comfort. <br><br>Motioning towards the tub, a shy smile came to her lips. "Sit, so I may wash your hair."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>04-09-2008, 18:19:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas grinned as Fay's hands rubbed over the contours of his hips.&nbsp; As she planted the kiss and couldn't keep from laughing, he too chuckled and reached down to pat her cheek softly.&nbsp; As she massaged his legs and backside, he couldn't help but groan a little in his appreciation of her skilled touch.&nbsp; Finally, when she reached the front of his body, he closed his eyes as her hands closed around him and gently scrubbed his most private of places.&nbsp; <br><br>Her touch clearly has an effect on him, as his shaft quickly stiffens and grows erect under her fingers, slowly growing to its full length of about 7 1/2 inches, again slightly larger than what might be considered an average man.&nbsp; Blushing a little, he wondered in the back of his mind whether Fay knew the signs of a man's arousal or not.&nbsp; Shivering a little, he met her gaze, trying hard to keep control over what his body was telling him to do.<br><br>As she motions for him to sit, he slowly does so, being careful not to splash water up out of the basin.&nbsp; Before he turns to face away from her, he leans forward to press a soft, reassuring kiss to her lips, cupping her face with one hand as he does so.&nbsp; Pulling back, he smiles kindly before turning so his head can rest back in Fay's hands.&nbsp; "I feel so incredibly pampered, Fay... I've never had anyone bathe me before, this is wonderful."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 00:45:38</strong>
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				A soft sigh escaped her lips as he pulled away from kissing her, and a smile came over her face. The satisfaction of his words (and some from his apparent erection) spread over her face with a big grin, and she hummed softly. "I will make sure and bathe you everyday, then, Master, as you sure deserve to have any kind of pleasure that this lowly one can bestow upon you," she answered gently.<br><br>The blush her on face had not gone away, but she was trying to concentrate on making him feel good. The erection he got brought her a little more happiness than she thought it would. It's not like she hadn't seen one of <i>those</i> before, but the thought of it being HIS brought so much more to the situation. She did not know if she was feeling love for her master, but the emotion she had now identified was at least reverence. He had saved her from a life of torture, of being beaten and underfed, and would have most likely gotten sick and died like her mother had. Actually, most of the slaves that died in that household were mostly those who got sick, since it was cheaper for her former master to buy a new slave than to treat them. <br><br>Her hands dipped into the water beside him to rinse them of the old suds and made sure to lather her hands with a new amount of shampoo before working the soap into his hair. She kissed his the crest of his ear, almost as a reply to the one he had given her, then began to practically massage his scalp with her fingertips. She paid the most attention to the very front and the very back of the head, where it was most likely to get dry and develop dandruff and rashes, careful not to scratch too hard but just enough to make it feel good. Once she felt she had paid enough attention to his scalp, she brought the rest of the soap through his hair.<br><br>Cupping the warm water in her hands, she carefully rinsed the water from his hair without getting any of it in his eyes. Then she stood, and leaned over him completely to reach between his legs and make sure all the soap had been dissolved by the water. Shyly, but without notice or permission and maybe more importantly without hesitation, she grasped his phallus with one of her small hands to stroke it from base to tip a few times. She could probably pass it off as merely an extent of her cleaning, but it was really just her curiosity (and more than that her own arousal) getting the best of her. <br><br>Drawing away a little quicker than usual, she grabbed a large towel and held it up so that when he stepped out of the basin she could dry him off. "All done!" she grinned, a large smile on her face.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 05:31:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled and chuckled a little at Fay's words, reaching back to touch her cheek as she begins washing his hair.&nbsp; "Fay, listen to me... you are not lowly.&nbsp; You may serve me, but that doesn't mean that I have no respect for you.&nbsp; You're someone very special to me already, don't worry about giving me pleasure, everything you do and everything about you gives it to me already.&nbsp; The last thing you should feel like doing is changing what you do, because who you are is more than enough."&nbsp; <br><br>After his little monologue, he relaxes back once again, enjoying the feel of her fingers massaging his scalp and running through his hair.&nbsp; Breathing out in a long, drawn-out sigh of appreciation, he closes his eyes as the warm water washes down over his head, rinsing out the suds from his hair and running over his shoulders.&nbsp; Opening his eyes as Fay shifted positions, he idly wondered what it was that she was doing.&nbsp; His question was quickly answered, and in a way he certainly did not expect.<br><br>As Fay's hand drifted down between his legs and gently grasped his length, Thomas moaned quietly and closed his eyes in pleasure at the slave girl's gentle, soft touch.&nbsp; Between her fingers, Thomas's erection quickly stiffened from her stroking, and he found himself lightly rocking his hips up into her hand, enjoying the sensations of her hand on his skin.&nbsp; His mind drifted a little as he relaxed, focusing completely on the feel of her hand on his flesh, and the next thing he knew, Fay was speaking to him again.<br><br>Opening his eyes, he turned to look at Fayruz, watching her for a moment.&nbsp; Finally, he smiled and shook his head a little.&nbsp; Reaching out with one hand, he gently grasped her smaller fingers in his, tugging her back toward the tub.&nbsp; "Fay... I think you and I both know what I would rather do... breakfast can wait for a little while, it is not like I don't have extra time to enjoy your company before work."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 15:07:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded with his words to her, shyly looking at the water instead of his eyes when he spoke to her. The whole thing about respect was why he had bought her from her former master anyway. But the whole fact that - being herself made him happy? She didn't quite understand the concept of having some kind of... facade. Even with Ernest she was still herself, as odd as that may sound. Inevitably, she was just the least favorite of all the slaves, and was the main reason why he treated her that way. At least, that's what she perceived. <br><br>The towel dropped to the floor and she looked at his hand like it was on fire or something. What? What he would rather do? She stepped closer to the basin and stepped into it but stood there kind of awkwardly before she lowered herself into the water. The basin itself was small, so she ended up cradled in his lap. She sat nervously, but despite this she smiled, not exactly sure what he wanted her to do. It was different when she was doing those things on her out, completely out of curiosity, but when he actually directed her to do so? That was something completely out of the ordinary for her.<br><br>A few moments went by before she turned her head to look up at him, just inches away from his face, and she leaned forward to rub her nose against his gently before letting their lips touch just so slightly. Her hands, having by now been separated from his, came up to his chest to steady herself by holding his shoulders. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 18:23:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas easily let his arms encircle Fay, bringing her close to himself as she slipped into his lap and rested against his chest.&nbsp; Watching the slave girl as she snuggles close, he is sure that she could feel how his heart rate increases with the mere presence of her body being so close to his.&nbsp; When she turns to look at him, he gives her a reassuring, kind smile.<br><br>Blushing a little as her nose brushed against his, he returned the simple gesture, brushing his hand across her cheek as he looked into her eyes.&nbsp; The kiss made him smile and he returned the kiss just as gently, his arms coming to encircle her waist and help her to steady herself as the kiss lingers.&nbsp; His eyes close and he breathes in deeply through his nose before slowly deepening the kiss, opening his lips a little to encourage her to do the same.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Her lips felt like fire upon his, and the passion that simmered beneath the surface was undeniable.&nbsp; As the embrace continued, Thomas's hands moved almost of their own accord to rest upon Fay's hips, holding her body against his for a moment before wandering down to cup her behind.&nbsp; Gently supporting her, he helps her to turn and face him more completely.&nbsp; Parting from the kiss for a moment, Thomas whispered to Fay as he held her.&nbsp; "Fay, I've never done anything like this before.&nbsp; Being your master is something entirely new to me.&nbsp; The only thing I can really be sure of is that I know you're right for me.&nbsp; That's something to go on, I think."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>05-09-2008, 21:28:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She let herself be manipulated however he wished her to be moved, as he held her hips with his hands and turned her, she carefully brought her leg over his so that she was finally straddling his lap. Fay felt how he pressed her lips open and in return opened them a bit more on her own, letting the gentle padding that were his lips caress and divulge in her own. Her own hands didn't move, stable on his shoulders, and she didn't quite know where to move them to so they remained where they were. <br><br>Listening to him speak, she nodded slightly. Well, sure she agreed with him, she knew she would rather belong to him than anyone else, but in what such way was lost to her. "What will you do, then?" she asked him, timidly, and dipped her head down to nestle under his chin. Her body slid forward with the moment just a bit, pressing her soft curves against his wet, hard chest. It was a very nice sensation to say the least. A soft sigh escaped her lips in response.<br><br>She was starting to feel a little less nervous, and even more so, her curiosity was starting to come back to her. Fayruz reflected on what had happened the night before, and how it made her feel, and the fact that both of them were definitely aroused. She knew what he wanted, but she also knew he wouldn't take it any faster than she would want him to. So she moved back, leaning to look at him with a coy grin on her face. "What would you like me to do?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>06-09-2008, 01:35:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled wryly and chuckled a little, amused with the playful grin on his slave's face.&nbsp; Pleased with how she was reacting, he stroked over her neck and shoulders, caressing her bare skin as a small reward for how she is reacting to all of this.&nbsp; Toying with her long hair, he thought over what he should say before finally speaking, quiet and gentle as ever.<br><br>"Well, I would love anything that you do, Fay... but I'm sure there are places you'd like to touch, and places you'd love for me to touch as well.&nbsp; I... I think we both know that this is starting to go beyond a master-slave bond.&nbsp; I feel like I can really trust you, Fay, and I would be a very happy man if you wanted to be more than just my slave, but instead be my lover as well.&nbsp; I know that I can be forceful and tell you to do it, but... well, in this case, I don't think that is appropriate."<br><br>Watching Fay with a soft smile, Thomas brushed his fingers over her cheek once again, meeting her gaze with his.&nbsp; "I want you do whatever it is that would make you happy.&nbsp; You are still mine, and I will be happy with you, no matter what you say.&nbsp; I want you to be pleased with the life you have been given."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>06-09-2008, 03:27:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her head tilted at him slightly, her facial expression becoming confused. She listened carefully to everything he said, but at the same time she couldn't really understand what he was saying. Beyond master and slave? She hadn't even thought there was a thing such as that in existence. But he wanted her to be his... lover? <br><br>"But... don't lovers consider themselves to be... equal parts of each other?" She blinked at him in her perplexity, her stimulation forgotten. This thing he was telling her about, this more than just a slave thing, it didn't really make sense. A lover... was there by choice, and while if in the situations where she could have chosen to be in his service while also knowing he was so sweet, she would have gladly done so, but this was also in a slavery perspective. It seemed that the words lover and slave contradicted each other. <br><br>Her head looked down into the water, where her hands had been brought in front of her. "I can't be your slave and your love, Master," she spoke after the long pause. "It... doesn't work that way. I do not mean to question you, Master, but... well," she tried to explain it as well as she could. "Because you have never had a slave before, I'm sure you wouldn't be familiar with how these types of things go. You, as my master, may have whatever relationship you will with me and it is my duty to please you. I am pleased to be your slave... as long as you do not hurt me. That is all that I, myself, can say I would require if I had a choice... But love isn't part of it. You ought not to love a slave, you save those feelings for your wife." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>06-09-2008, 04:53:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled a bit sheepishly, feeling bad for breaking the mood.&nbsp; However, he felt like this conversation needed to happen, and sooner rather than later if he intended for Fay to know what her place was in his life.&nbsp; Thinking on what Fay had told him, Thomas occupied himself with exploring the contours of Fay's back, stroking her skin gently as he tried to put his thoughts into words.&nbsp; After a moment, he spoke, quietly but firmly.<br><br>"Fay... maybe I ought not to have any feelings for you beyond that of you being my slave and I your master, but... well, I do feel something for you.&nbsp; I don't know if it is romantic, or just protectiveness, but I don't want you to feel like there's nothing here for you other than a desire for you to serve me.&nbsp; I suppose I'm sounding confusing but... well, I'm confused inside about it.&nbsp; The only thing I'm certain of is that I want you to be at my side for a long... long time."<br><br>Thomas leaned in to kiss Fay again, overcoming the timidity of his initial actions to make the kiss tender and affectionate, tinged with an emotion that even he was unfamiliar with.&nbsp; As he held Fay close, his mind raced.&nbsp; He had never felt anything like this before, and for a slave girl, no less!&nbsp; It was supposedly taboo, but... how could something that felt so natural be wrong?&nbsp; Deepening the kiss, Thomas's hands came up to gently cup Fay's breasts once again, massaging the soft flesh between his fingers as he embraces the young slave girl. Thomas forgot for the moment that she was his property and simply saw her as a girl who needed his protection and deserved his affection.&nbsp; It was right, no matter what others might say.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>10-09-2008, 14:01:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She listened to him intently, trying to absorb every word in the correct way. He was confusing her, but he even said he was confused himself. "I won't go anywhere unless you sell me," she responded automatically, knowing that this was very true. She wouldn't run away from this man who was such a sweet master to her. She wasn't sure exactly what he wanted to do, but his hand on her back made her feel relaxed in a way she had only experienced in his care. Last night, and bathing the day before. <br><br>Taking his hands with her smaller ones as he rounded her torso and began massaging her breasts, she pulled back from the kiss and smiled tenderly at him. The tub basin was small, and the water was beginning to cool, and whatever happened in this environment would not be comfortable for him. "We should get out of the tub, Master, the water is getting cold..." Her lashes fluttered without the intent of seduction, but anyone could notice the sensual way she moved. Standing, she brought herself out of the tub, still holding his hands to guide him out. <br><br>Of course she was wet now, and shuddered slightly with the cold against her skin. He could dry her if he wanted to. The thought itself made her blush with the impending actions he might take with her. "Don't worry, Master, I will dry you myself and you'll like it, I promise." Fay grinned at him, letting go of his hands and picking up the towel she had dropped, waiting patiently for him to get into the position for her to be able to dry him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>10-09-2008, 19:28:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas chuckled and returned the grin, his eyes dancing with amusement at the subtle tease.&nbsp; Standing up and exiting the tub, he turned around to remove the drain plug and let the water drain away.&nbsp; As he did so, he bent over, giving Fay a brief but tantalizing view of his behind.&nbsp; Turning back to her, he smiled, stepping over to stand in front of her, holding his arms out.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alright, then go right ahead, Fay."&nbsp; Once she started the process, Thomas smiled, closing his eyes as an immense feeling of well-being and relaxation washed over him.&nbsp; He'd never really been able to relax since he arrived here in Acre last year, but now, with his new companion, he definitely felt like he could take a deep breath. <br><br>Opening his eyes again, he watched Fay as she moved about, admiring how the morning's sunlight played off of her dusky brown skin.&nbsp; Such an exotic beauty... he doubted he could ever truly get enough of her, and somehow, deep down, he had the feeling that she was starting to feel the same way about him, and that was reassuring.&nbsp; A sudden thought made him smile to himself, and he made a mental note to have Fay try something new, given the chance to ask her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 02:04:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled softly, and a warm smile that tried to suppress her evident interest covered her face. She watched him closely, loving the way his muscles rippled under his skin as he moved. She found herself following the lines of his body even after he had offered himself to her to dry. The idea she had made her nervous, as she had never even had this kind of contact with a man before, but she hoped everything she had learned from the other slaves in her previous home would come as a good guide. <br><br>She started at his shoulders, down his arms and over his chest, then moved behind him to get his back. While she was there, she made sure to dry his butt, gently kneading the firm flesh for a moment before moving back around him. Then she bent to her knees and rubbed the towel over his legs, reaching around with her cheek pressing ever so nonchalantly against his hip to reach the back of his legs. When she was finished, she made sure to pay special attention to his penis and scrotum, making sure the hair present was also thoroughly dried. <br><br>She placed the towel so that it was under hew knees, and before he had a chance to do much else, she had taken his length in her small hands. It was truly a fascinating organ, thinking that not only was it used for relieving himself, but also to create new humans. And of course, the process brought great pleasure to a man, which was just as astounding. One of her hands slipped back to massage his testicles, while the other slid along his length from base to tip. Her index and thumb pressed gently on the awfully silky tip. With a curious expression she observed it and it's unique texture, spying the teeny hole at the end. <br><br>"I haven't done this before, Master, so please be patient with me," she said softly, her eyes gazing up as she leaned forward and languidly licked over the little hole. She tried to hold the taste in her mouth, trying to decide if she liked it or not. There was something different about the way it tasted, but it wasn't much different than what normal skin tasted like. If anything, it seemed... richer. She turned her eyes back to his phallus. "Is that where everything comes out?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>11-09-2008, 21:32:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas let out a low, pleased groan as Fay's fingers wrapped around his length.&nbsp; Arching his back a little and pressing his hips forward into her hands as he begins to grow erect once again.&nbsp; As he stiffens, her fingers would be pushed out slightly to accommodate the increased length and girth of his member.&nbsp; A slight shiver ran down his spine and it took all of his willpower not to clutch at Fay's hair and push her head forward into his body.&nbsp; Instead, his hands clenched into fists, and he spoke between deep breaths.<br><br>"You... you're doing just fine, Fay..."&nbsp; His eyes met hers, clouded with pleasure as we watched her tongue slide across his swollen head.&nbsp; Groaning in delight, he nodded, closing his eyes again.&nbsp; "Y-yes, that's where it all comes out... g-go ahead and do whatever you want with it, you're doing absolutely beautifully."&nbsp; As if to emphasize his words, Thomas's shaft gave a slight pulse between Fay's fingers, a tangible sign of his growing arousal from the touch of her delicate fingers.<br><br>Slowly, gently, his hands came up to rest on the back of her head, providing a gentle pressure, encouragement for Fay to continue what she is doing to please her master.&nbsp; Watching her through half-closed eyes, he smiled in approval, speaking up again.&nbsp; "You're such a good girl, Fay... I'm proud of you, little precious."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 01:47:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fayruz was enthralled with his reaction, sighing softly as his hands tangled in her curls. If one lick could make him do that, then she wondered what other sounds he would make once she had his entire phallus covered. The praise he showered upon her made her even more eager to please him than ever, taking the entire bud-shaped head into her mouth and sucking gently on it. Her tongue made sure to swirl around every part of the head of his length, caressing each pore of his silken bud.<br><br>She found the vein directly beneath it and pulled back to lift his penis and look at it. One of her hands moved to trail a finger down it, which then was followed by her tongue. Once she had reached the base, she pulled back up along it back to the tip to encase it and a bit more of the shaft into her mouth. This time she suckled a bit more fiercely, finding that she indeed enjoyed the taste of the skin. The process was slow, but she was starting to get the hang of it. Not only that but it was arousing herself to no end! <br><br>Her hands moved to his hips after a few moments, pulling them forward slowly to see how much of it she could fit into her mouth. It was only about half of it, after which she gagged a little and coughed. Fay did he best not to bite down when she did so, and when she got her composure again, she started pumping the amount she could in and out of her mouth. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 03:27:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas let out a series of low groans of pleasure as Fayruz went to work upon his length once again.&nbsp; His eyes slowly closed once again as he kept his fingers entangled in Fay's long, silky hair.&nbsp; She may never have done this before, but it was clear to Thomas that she had a natural talent for what she was doing.&nbsp; As the moments passed, he began to rock his hips back and forward, gently moving his body in rhythm with her actions.<br><br>Hearing her choke and gag, he looked down at Fay with an expression of concern.&nbsp; Seeing that she had recovered, however, he returned his hands to the back of her head, providing that same, gentle pressure as encouragement for her.&nbsp; He never pushes for her to go farther than is comfortable, however.&nbsp; His arousal was growing quickly as Fay's lips tightened and moved over his length.&nbsp; Her tongue was driving him wild, and he grunted softly as a small spurt of precum escapes his phallus.&nbsp; The taste of it was salty, not all that unpleasant, really.&nbsp; His cheeks were bright red as he tried to remain in control of himself.<br><br>"Oh god... Fay, you're incredible.&nbsp; I... I think I'm going to cum soon... where do you want me to cum, Fay?"&nbsp; His voice was breathless and husky as he watched her, stroking her hair lightly as she bobbed her head back and forth, deftly working his whole length.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 03:53:22</strong>
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				She stopped slowly, pulling back at hearing his question. She licked her lips once, the salty taste not quite comfortable with her palette. There was a moment where she chewed her bottom lip as she contemplated his question. Cum? She was sure he meant orgasm. But there was really one proper place for that, or so she believed, and they had yet to go that far. So for her to suggest for him to put it <i>there</i>... well, what else was she supposed to do. The idea of it going into her mouth made her cringe a bit, but then again, it was inevitable. <br><br>Blushing, she turned away, a hand absently stroking his penis. "I... I believe it should... go where intended," she answered finally, not sure if she was clear enough for him to understand exactly what she meant. Her eyes looked back up at him, wide with the desire to please and yet not disturb the boundaries of her own ethical thoughts. If he were to release his seed, it should be into a place where it would not be wasted. Even if she should conceive because of this, she would rather that than for the lives her master may be able to provide be somehow lost. But then again, how did he think about that? Where the values of her youth going to conflict with her master's wishes? Did he want it to go in her mouth? <br><br>"Please, Master," she added quickly, "I do not mean to insult you or say I would not want to... drink of you... yet m-my heart will not allow your seed to be wasted, Master." Fayruz wanted more than anything to make sure he was properly satisfied, and if that meant going against what she believed to be right, then she would need to do so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-09-2008, 02:48:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas thought for a long moment as he stroked Fay's hair.&nbsp; His decision made, he gently helped her to her feet, drawing her close and hugging her for a minute.&nbsp; "You haven't insulted me, Fay.&nbsp; Far from it, I think you're right.&nbsp; I'll be alright.&nbsp; Really."&nbsp; Smiling at her, he kissed her forehead before letting her go.&nbsp; "I think it's about time for you to start on breakfast anyway."<br><br>Reaching for his clothing, he started to pull on his undershirt and briefs.&nbsp; "Go ahead and get dressed and start the meal.&nbsp; It doesn't have to be anything real spectacular, simple is always good too."&nbsp; Smiling at her again, he turned to examine himself in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair to bring it under control.&nbsp; Looking at Fay in the mirror, he threw her a fond wink.<br><br>"I'll have something to run past you during breakfast, just so you know, so feel free to set aside some for yourself if you like.&nbsp; I always enjoy your company."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>13-09-2008, 03:10:20</strong>
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				She opened her mouth to protest, the sudden instruction for her to go and make breakfast startling her. She had really wanted to pleasure him. Sure the disappointment shown on her face, she moved away to gather the robe he had provided for her and quietly uttered a "Yes, Master," before leaving the room.<br><br>Once in the kitchen, she decided on making french toast for breakfast. Those types of things were always filling and good. Pan hot and buttered, she carefully made fresh batter, and dipped some of the day-old bread into it. Then she placed the peices of bread into the pan to cook. From there she looked around to find what she could make as a compliment. There were always eggs, she could make an omelette's. Pigs were always in good supply, so there was ham and bacon to choose from. She set out to warming the syrup and such other tedious things while the others cooked (having decided to make both ham and bacon, not knowing which he preferred). Because most of those things did not take much time at all to cook, she was finished within twenty minutes or so. <br><br>Fayruz began to set the table. She was still slightly disturbed, and a little upset. Did she hurt him in some kind of way? Did he really want her to drink of him instead? She would have, if he had disagreed. The frown she wore on her heart was definitely visible on her face. Setting two plates down, as he had expressed his want for her to eat the night before, she divided the portions up accordingly. She knew she could not each much, so the portions were more like 2 to 1 instead of half and half. Fay worried about this, hoping he wouldn't mind. She made sure to set a wet and a dry towel beside his plate, since syrup was sticky, then the syrup in a pour-able little container and the butter on a dish. She decided solemnly that she needed to be more astute in her training as a slave, pleasing him with no questions asked, even if he was giving her an option. She must pick the one that made him the most happy. <br><br>With this resolve, she put on a smile and waited patiently, standing next to the chair he would sit in to eat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-09-2008, 18:25:23</strong>
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				The disappointment on Fay's face took Thomas by surprise.&nbsp; Clearly, it seems he had misunderstood what Fayruz had been asking him.&nbsp; Opening his mouth, he had made to respond to her, but by then, she had turned and moved out of the room. Turning to look back into the mirror, he stared at himself for a long, thoughtful moment.&nbsp; Then, clenching his hands into fists, stifling a groan of frustration so as not to make Fayruz feel like she'd done something wrong.<br><br>Glaring at himself in the mirror, his brain echoed with his thoughts.&nbsp; "My God, Thomas, you really ARE a fool... how could you do that to her? She was just trying to figure out what you wanted, she wasn't asking you to stop.&nbsp; And now you've gone and made her upset.&nbsp; Nicely done, genius.&nbsp; Really nice way with her, now she'll think she's done something to make you angry."<br><br>Blowing out a long sigh, he shook his head, then turned to start strapping on his armor for a day.&nbsp; Noticing how it is shining in the morning light, Thomas smiled in appreciation at the extra effort that Fayruz had put forward for him today.&nbsp; Making a note to give her a little extra encouragement this morning, Thomas finished attaching his chain mail and breastplate, the whole process taking several minutes, then walked out into the dining area, looking for Fay as he entered.<br><br>Taking one look at the spread before him, he turned to Fay with a grin on his face.&nbsp; "Fayruz, this looks great.&nbsp; Yet again, you've outdone yourself."&nbsp; Slipping into the chair she had for him, he motioned for her to sit down next to him.&nbsp; After a minute, letting Fay eat and enjoying his food as well, Thomas cleared his throat.&nbsp; <br><br>"Listen, Fay, ummm... I'm sorry about before.&nbsp; Apparently, I misunderstood what you were saying, and I apologize.&nbsp; I thought you wanted to wait."&nbsp; Blushing a little, he went back to eating his food for a second before speaking up again.&nbsp; "I don't have any experience with women... let alone a woman from the Holy Land.&nbsp; I sincerely apologize for upsetting you, you being my slave should be a reason for you to smile, not to be saddened."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>14-09-2008, 04:34:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Fay sat, she waited for him to begin eating and to prepare his food (making sure he had everything he needed first) before she began eating herself. She listened closely to what he was saying. It was awkward, of course, her master had never apologized to her before. There was no reason for him to apologize, whatever he thought was best to do, he should do so. And the Holy Land? What was he talking about?<br><br>"I am not sad, Master," she answered automatically, and smiled in spite of herself. "Please do not apologize to me, Master, I am not worthy. You know what is best for yourself, and whatever makes you happy, I will do my best to accomplish." She nodded as if she was completely sure of what she was saying. In truth, she didn't know what do to. Fayruz wanted to please him more than anything else, more than anyone she had ever met. Was that enough? Was she supposed to? <br><br>She went back to her meal, finishing it slowly, chewing each bite with thought. Fay was definitely confused as to what he really wanted from her, and she wished he would tell her exactly what would make him happy. What was what's important, right? She was his slave and nothing more. Maybe she should request that he treat her as nothing but his slave. That would uncomplicate things. At least, to an extent. She turned her golden brown eyes up to stare at him, tracing the contours of his face with just the direction she was looking in. Maybe because he had never had a slave before, he wasn't quite sure how to do things. "Please do not worry so about me. I am but a slave, if something happens it is easy for me to be replaced by someone who will enjoy serving you just as much as I do. Please do not worry."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>14-09-2008, 20:17:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas opened his mouth, though nothing came out.&nbsp; He mulled over her words in his mind as he went back to eating.&nbsp; It was clear enough that she really did think of herself as only property, and nothing more than that.&nbsp; He saw her as a person, though, and as such, he wanted to be sure that her needs were taken care of as well as his.&nbsp; He would need to think on what she said during his patrol today, and he also needed to find some way to explain where he was coming from.<br><br>"I'll try not to worry, Fay.&nbsp; I know as a master, I shouldn't be concerned with your happiness, really.&nbsp; I guess it's just in my nature to do so, I'm a soldier, and I'm meant to defend civilians, both slaves and free.&nbsp; And as far as replacing you is concerned... I would want no one else as my slave more than I want you, Fay.&nbsp; So I will not be getting rid of you anytime soon, that is certain."&nbsp; Looking at Fay with a soft smile, he finished his last bite of food before wiping his hands and mouth clean.<br><br>"That was excellent, Fay.&nbsp; I think for today, while I'm gone, I'll have you do much of the same as yesterday.&nbsp; Clean up around here, prepare for the evening meal, that sort of thing.&nbsp; Oh... and if I can find what I'm looking for today, I might have something new for you to do when I return home this evening."&nbsp; Standing up, he placed a hand on her slender shoulder, smiling down at her.&nbsp; "You're a good slave, Fayruz.&nbsp; Know that your master is pleased."<br><br>Moving toward the door, he straps on his sword and scabbard, grabbing his shield.&nbsp; "There is a coin purse with money for the evening's meal in my bedroom, go ahead and take whatever you need from there.&nbsp; If there is anything else that you need from me or want my input on, don't hesitate to come and find me at the garrison.&nbsp; If I am not there, one of my men can point you to where I've gone."<br><br>Looking at her, a stern, but kind expression on his face, he continued.&nbsp; "Do not take any unnecessary risks.&nbsp; I would hope that I don't have to beat the local drunk off of you again."&nbsp; His expression softened as he winked.&nbsp; "I'm sure you can take care of yourself, though."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>14-09-2008, 23:28:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fayruz nodded, quickly running up to him at the door and kissing his cheek softly before he left. It was the one thing she knew for sure she could do by choice that wouldn't displease him. She decided it would be a bad idea to try and go too far, but she would need to get some simply supplies for the evening meal. <br><br>Once he had left, she started around the house. She couldn't leave in his robe, it was too big and could give anyone bad ideas. Deciding to first mend her dress so that she could leave the house, she started searching for a sewing basket. What she found was slightly disappointing, actually. Three needles and one spool of white thread. She would need to get some of those types of supplies also. When she got ahold of it, though, she sewed her dress back together, washed it, and hung it to dry.<br><br>It was about that time, a slave from her former master's home came to drop off her belongings. She didn't answer the door, and waited until he had left before she opened it and grabbed the little box. Sitting with it in the sitting room, she opened it to look through it. There was not much in the box, just a broken trinket box and a shawl. Her former master must have decided to give her clothing to someone else. The little trinket box was what was important though. She decided she would ask Thomas to help her open it later and set the box aside.<br><br>This was about the time she started cleaning the house. Once that was accomplished, she gathered her dress and put it on since it had dried, and went to the nearest stall to buy bread and other supplies for dinner. There was also a bolt of white fabric, which she was afraid she shouldn't buy, but without other clothing she would really need something else. She was afraid to venture too far, so she wouldn't be able to get anymore thread.<br><br>Fay worked on the new garment for a few hours before starting dinner. It was a pasta dish, with a type of Alfredo sauce. She also cooked chicken to go with it. Looking in the sky, she figured her master would be coming home soon, and wondered if he would rather have the meal on the table when he got there or if he would rather it be fresh and hot - therefore extending the cooking time after he had gotten home. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>16-09-2008, 01:45:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Fayruz busied herself with the cooking, cleaning, and general upkeep of the house she shared with her master, Thomas was doing his duty as one of the officers in the city guard.&nbsp; He spent several hours completing a circuit of the entire city, walking with his group of 5 soldiers.&nbsp; The city had been relatively quiet of late, though last month there had been a rash of incursions by the Assassins, eliminating a couple members of the high society in a string of high-profile killings that had culminated in the murder of the wealthiest merchant in the city, killed in broad daylight by the docks.&nbsp; As such, patrols by the city guard had been stepped up, and everyone was slightly on edge, even a month later.<br><br>After they had finished their patrol, Thomas returned to the garrison to handle the day's paperwork.&nbsp; Supply orders, requests for promotion, and other things all came through him before being passed on to the higher-ups.&nbsp; By the time he had finished all of that, the sun was starting to get low in the sky, and it was time for him to return home.&nbsp; Making his way back out into the streets, he set off toward his house.<br><br>As he passed through the markets, a sign above one of the shops caught his eye.&nbsp; This was what he'd been looking for all day.&nbsp; A smile adorning his face, he stepped into the shop to speak with the owner.&nbsp; Exiting about ten minutes later, he made his way home quickly, a slight spring in his step and a grin on his lips.&nbsp; Entering the house, he called out for Fayruz as he hung up his sword and shield, breathing in the smells of her cooking.&nbsp; "Fayruz, I'm back!&nbsp; It smells great in here, what's for dinner?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>20-09-2008, 03:56:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay turned to face her master, a big smile on her face. She was so happy to see him, and of course, was eager to get his meal on the table. "Pasta," she answered, lowering the flame on the dishes she was cooking and heading over to him to help him take his armor off. Her hands moved up to his cheeks to hold his face still as she pressed her lips to his in a very... nonchalant way. "Good evening, Master."<br><br>Once she realized what she had done, Fayruz bashfully pulled away and fumbled back into the kitchen. She was getting too familiar with him in despite of herself. But it was hard to help what she was feeling for him, and sincerely she hoped what she was feeling would make itself clear in understanding before she would explode. "If you would like to cleanse your hands and face, Master, dinner should be on the table in just a few moments."<br><br>Dinner was plated and the table was set in just a few moments, where she stood by his seat and waited patiently for him to come back to the kitchen in order to eat. Fayruz was wondering what this night would bring, as he had eventually brought her into his bed the night before, and really wouldn't mind sleeping with him again. But then again, the events that had happened that morning made her nervous, and the night before he had touched her in such a way that suggested he wanted to do more than that. So what would happen... and more importantly what she should do, was lost on her mind. If anything, she could only follow his instructions. Oh how she wished her feelings and his intentions were more clear to her! It would make things so much easier. Quietly, Fay made sure her head was bowed when he would enter into the kitchen to eat his supper, gazing anxiously at the kitchen's passageway through her eyelashes. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 03:38:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Enjoying the kiss, Thomas let the kiss linger for several moments, even going so far as to lean forward to prolong it for a second longer before Fay pulled out of reach.&nbsp; Glad to have her help, he unclasped his armor, breathing out a sigh of relief as the heavy, hot metal was removed and set off to the side.&nbsp; Seeing the blush upon his slave's cheeks, he smiled a little, nodding at her words.&nbsp; "Alright.&nbsp; I'll be at the table in a few minutes.&nbsp; I won't keep you waiting."<br><br>Heading into his bedroom, he walked over to the water basin, pleased to see that there was fresh water and a clean towel.&nbsp; Smiling to himself, he splashed water on his face and scrubbed with his fingers, cleansing the day's sweat and grime from his skin.&nbsp; Looking at himself in the mirror for a moment, he then toweled off his face and draped the cloth over the edge of the basin.&nbsp; Next, he quickly ran a comb through his unruly hair, trying to tame it after a day out in the field, then re-entered the kitchen.<br><br>Seeing Fay waiting for him, he smiled, approaching her and taking her face in his hand.&nbsp; Looking at her for a moment, he then leaned to press a kiss to her forehead.&nbsp; "You did a good job today, precious.&nbsp; I'm pleased."&nbsp; Smiling warmly, he patted her cheek before turning to the table and taking his seat.&nbsp; "Fay, this looks delicious.&nbsp; I wish that I could cook even half as well as you can." Motioning for her to join him once he is settled, he begins to eat, taking slow bites and chewing appreciatively.&nbsp; "Listen, Fay... I have something new for you to do tomorrow.&nbsp; It should be something fun, I would imagine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 00:36:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing, she said nothing in reply, completely entralled with the feeling that lingered of his lips on her forehead. It was the ultimate form of praise for her, earning these kisses were so special to her. She sat down to eat when he did, watching him momentarily as he took his first bites of the food and only beginning to eat once she has been assured he is pleased with his meal. <br><br>Head tilting, she stopped eating to listen to his new instructions. The curiosity on her face showed she truely wanted to know what it was, but the intensity of her golden brown eyes flashed her desire to do whatever he would assign to her well. Noticing his plate was becoming quickly empty, she motioned to let her fill it again. "Yes? What would that be?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 18:22:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After Fay had refilled his plate, Thomas took another couple bites, collecting his thoughts before swallowing and speaking up again.&nbsp; "Well, when I was out today, I happened upon a belly-dancing instructor, and I..."&nbsp; He grins, looking at her a bit sheepishly.&nbsp; "I signed you up for lessons, Fay.&nbsp; One o'clock in the afternoon, three times a week, starting tomorrow."&nbsp; He could not keep the grin from spreading as he looked at her.&nbsp; "They will even get you a dancer's outfit.&nbsp; Something fun for you to wear."<br><br>Meeting Fay's gaze, Thomas watched her carefully to see what she thought about all of this.&nbsp; Hopefully, she wouldn't feel like he was trying to get rid of her, he just wanted to give her something fun to do.&nbsp; He hated that she was confined to doing chores all the time, he wanted her to have something enjoyable to do for him.&nbsp; "I think you'll make a beautiful dancer, Fay.&nbsp; I would love to see what you can do."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 04:10:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay's mouth opened to say something, but closed again and looked back at her food with a bleary expression. Now that was something new. She would be out of the house three days a week. How would she be able to finish all the things she set out to do around the house to make it more comfortable for him? And how would she manage to clean, shop, and cook, have it ready by time he got home, and take these lessons at the same time? Really? She figured she could try to finish everything that involved shopping the day before, so she wouldn't need to do that and begin making his meals when he got home. But when would she get home? How long would it take? An hour? Two hours? <br><br>And - and - and... a dancer's outfit?! Did he even know what those things looked like?! Those were completely immodest for her to wear in public, so when in the world would she wear it? And what in the world was the purpose of this anyway? What kind of use could she possibly have for learning to belly dance? The secret of the young slave was that many of the other slaves had tried to teach her before, but she had always refused. Why? Because the dance was normally used to pleasure their masters, especially before/during/after intercourse. He had not taken her, and it would seem that he didn't want to (didn't it?), so what other kind of use would she have for it? <br><br>Swallowing thickly, she nodded and turned her face to look at him with a happy smile, careful to hide her apparent confusion. Whatever he had in mind, he did not need to reveal to her unless he wanted to and when he decided was appropriate. "Okay, I will do my best to please you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 16:18:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas, however, was not a fool.&nbsp; If he had learned anything in his years as a guard in Acre, it was how to be able to tell what people were really thinking.&nbsp; Such a skill had saved his life, and those of the men under his command, on a number of occasions.&nbsp; And now, as he saw the brief flash of confusion across Fay's face, he raised his hand in a slightly pleading gesture, smiling a little.&nbsp; "Please, Fay, just let me explain.&nbsp; The lessons are to be no longer than one hour each.&nbsp; I'm familiar with belly dancing, and I made some additional requests of the instructor besides the length of the lessons."<br><br>"The first one is this.&nbsp; I've made a point that it is not to be something purely sexual.&nbsp; She is to teach you more about grace and confidence, rather than showing off your body.&nbsp; That is secondary to the main reason I want you to do this.&nbsp; Second, the outfit she is to give you must have modesty.&nbsp; You and I both know that most dancers dress like whores... and you are not one of those.&nbsp; I want it to be enjoyable for you, not a reason for you to be embarrassed."<br><br>Leaning forward, he reached out with a gentle hand to touch Fay on the hand, smiling softly.&nbsp; "And the final condition was this.&nbsp; If there is anything... ANYTHING... that she wants you to do and it makes you uncomfortable, you may tell her that you want to stop for the day.&nbsp; If that happens, you may return home, and we will talk about it.&nbsp; I want to be involved in this just as much as you will be.&nbsp; You're not going to be alone."&nbsp; Smiling a bit sheepishly, he let Fay's hand go, though he still watched her with a mixture of fondness and something else. Something deeper, more meaningful.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 04:02:44</strong>
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				Her head popped up to look at him, even more confused than ever at his words. Grace she could understand, but not purely sexual? And modesty? And confidence? Since when was a slave supposed to feel good about themselves. It was always taught to her that she should think of herself as mere dung under her master's shoes, as one that could be replaced and most likely with someone that could do her job much better than she could. Embarrassment? She had not the right to feel embarrassed. Really, she should do all she could to make sure she did not embarrass him by being an improperly trained slave.<br><br>But what probably perplexed the young woman the most was him wanting her to be comfortable. Physically should could understand especially during sleep and such, for she would not be able to serve him without being fit for the day and well-rested. But... this caring about how she felt? No, she had tried to adapt to this idea quickly. She knew he was a very soft natured master, but to this extent? Was there such a thing? Her thoughts were broken when his hand left hers and lifted up to look at his eyes. She didn't know if she wanted to throw herself into his arms or run away with the way he was looking at her. <br><br>"M-m-master, I don't... understand..." her eyes quickly diverted from his, both from improperly looking him in the eyes, and because his eyes were warm and soft, melting her heart. "This... this..." her brow furrowed. She had no idea how to put it. "You talk like you care about me. And how I feel. And what I want, and how I am. I am but your slave, Master, these things are not meant for one such as myself..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 20:41:48</strong>
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				Thomas smiled and sighed a little, his gaze never leaving her even though she turns away from him.&nbsp; "Yes, you are my slave, Fay, and I am your master... but that doesn't mean that I just stop caring about you.&nbsp; You are something very precious to me, Fay... I am not going to ignore you, I want you to be happy.&nbsp; Having you in my life is something I never could have predicted, but now... I just don't know how I had been living with myself without you here."<br><br>Suddenly realizing that he may have said way too much, Thomas fell silent and looked down at his plate.&nbsp; Several seconds passed before he pushed his plate away and looked at Fay once again.&nbsp; "I know it's something that you're not quite used to coming from your master, but for me... when you're happy and content, then so am I.&nbsp; It's as simple as that.&nbsp; Maybe I'm foolish... naive even.&nbsp; But I don't care, that's how I think about this whole thing."<br><br>Leaning forward, he smiled a little, cupping Fay's cheek in his hand and guiding her gaze back to his.&nbsp; "I am always pleased with how you serve me, Fay.&nbsp; But I also want to know if there is anything, anything at all, that I can do for you to make your life a little bit easier or a little bit more enjoyable, I would happily lend you a hand.&nbsp; I know that you work hard each day."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 02:31:07</strong>
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				"M-master..." she sighed softly, her hand coming up to lay upon the one that was holding her face. It felt as if her entire world was crumbling around her, and she wasn't sure if she minded. The tears falling from her cheeks went unnoticed - she did not feel them, they came as if on their own accord. <br><br>Sliding from her chair, the small form of Fay's body came forward to first sit on Thomas' lap, slowly turning around and enveloping his torso with her little body. It was here that she felt the shaking in her chest that indicated her tears, and she did not hold them back from him. For her, it was all she could give to him - that which no one had ever received before. And like the previous night, she felt connected to him in ways a slave shouldn't; he made her feel like she wasn't a slave at all. <br><br>"I need you to clarify exactly what you want my role to be in your life, Master..." she started slowly, pressing her moistened face against his neck and pressing kisses against his skin. "I want to be with you, I want to please you in every way possible, I only want to make sure that you are happy, comfortable. I want you to feel like your home is like your heaven, a place clean and peaceful, refreshing and sacred." Her little hands fisted into the fabric of his shirt. "It would bring your Fayruz much peace to know just what her master wants her to do, because your Fayruz would love to do all the things a woman should do for a man, and she is confused as to what her master wants." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 03:08:59</strong>
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				Rather than being repulsed or annoyed with her sudden show of emotion, as Fay might have expected from her previous master, Thomas reacts in a much different fashion.&nbsp; As she pressed herself to him, her tears soaking his skin, Thomas's strong, gentle arms came to encircle her, enfolding her in his embrace and pressing his lips to her forehead.&nbsp; "The last thing I would ever want is for you to be confused, Fay... I am very sorry, I did not mean to make you feel as such."<br><br>Pulling back, he cupped Fay's chin, drawing her gaze up to his.&nbsp; "To be honest, I don't know how to describe what I want... I've never felt like this before.&nbsp; It is frightening to me as well, but I know that it feels right... somehow, I know this is what I've wanted for a long time."&nbsp; Taking a deep breath, he examined her face, his eyes wandering over the curves of her lips, the contours of her cheekbones and gazing deep into her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>"I... I think I'm falling in love with you, Fayruz.&nbsp; I know it's barely been two days since I bought you, but... there's just something about you that is so appealing... everything about you, in fact."&nbsp; Smiling a bit sheepishly, he ticks off on his hand in front of her eyes.&nbsp; "Your voice, your smile, the way you look at me in those moments when you let your armor fall away... I know your previous master hurt you... made you feel worthless, but you are a treasure to me."<br><br>Breathing out slowly, Thomas chuckled, looking at Fayruz through the long bangs of his hair.&nbsp; "I guess my point is this... just as you are happy to be my slave... I am proud to be your master, and I feel things for you that I have never felt before for anyone.&nbsp; I want you to be... well... just be you.&nbsp; Be Fayruz, and let me help you to see what I already do.&nbsp; Let me show you the woman that I see when I look at you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 04:32:44</strong>
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				Fay didn't quite know what to say. Her heart clentched and swelled all at once with his words, especially hearing he thought he may be falling in love with her. Love? She never thought there was a such thing as being loved. Not once had she even fathomed someone, anyone, even her gentle hearted master, could love someone like her. And yet here he was, and even though he hadn't really said he was, just the thought of it made her love him all the more. <br><br>That's right, love. It must be mutual then, right? But she did not want to make a mistake like that and misunderstand something so complicated. Oh yes, she wanted him to be happy, she wanted to please him - in every way possible! She wanted him to be satisfied in every way she could provide it. But was that love? Maybe it was just infatuation, or the strong desire to please him because he was such a wonderful master to her. Everything he did was new to her, every word and smile brought a jolt to her heart. But if she didn't love him, why would she feel that way? Why did she kiss him whenever she had a chance? Why did she ache when he was away? <br><br>She nodded, pushing her own thoughts away and trying to answer him at the same time. "Okay," she said softly after a moment, trying her best to calm her breath. At his moment, she leaned up slightly, capturing those sweet lips again, pressing harder than previously, locking them like the night before and licking his lips with the tip of her tongue to taste them. After she pulled away, her eyes, golden in the sunset, were set wide on him and watched every crease and pore in his skin, every reflection in his eyes, every hair of his eyebrows, for some kind of discomfort or disapproval. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 19:52:11</strong>
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				Thomas smiled as he could see the range of emotions crossing his slave's face.&nbsp; He knew it was a lot to process all at once, and frankly he would understand completely if she told him she needed more time to think about it all.&nbsp; Therefore, he was pleasantly surprised when he saw Fay nod and heard her murmur her answer.&nbsp; As her gaze came up to meet his once again, his lips curled into a gentle smile, and he spoke quietly.&nbsp; "Thank you, Fayruz...&nbsp; I promise you, I won't betray your trust."<br><br>As she pressed her lips to his, Thomas momentarily stiffened, caught off-guard by her actions, but then he smiled into the kiss and returned the affection, holding her close and caressing her back as she lays against his chest.&nbsp; As she pulled away, he leaned forward slightly, as if trying to keep her lips upon his for a second longer.&nbsp; As she examined his features, Fayruz would find no signs that he was at all uncomfortable with what was happening.&nbsp; <br><br>His hand drifted up to cup her cheek once again, his thumb tracing a slow circle over her skin as he admires, as he had the previous evening, how the sunlight played off of her dark skin and collected in her gaze.&nbsp; "Fay, I don't think I'll ever get over how beautiful you look right now... I do believe that I'm the luckiest man in Acre at this very moment, because you are here with me.&nbsp; Master or not, I am lucky to have you.&nbsp; I don't know how your old master did not see this within you.&nbsp; He was a blind fool."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 02:05:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing, but prevented from moving away by his gentle carress, Fay just sat silently and gazed at her sweet master for a while. He really was something himself. And he had no reason to think he was lucky, luck had nothing to do with it. Maybe it was fate. Maybe there was something somewhere that wanted her to be happy, and had choose for him to buy her so that she could be. <br><br>Her eyes drifted closed and her head leaned into his hand, sighing softly. She wanted so much to do something for him, but not only that, she wanted to be with him. But what did that mean? What would that entail? There was the thing with him wanting her, also, which she had yet to believe was true, so there was no reason for her to even make a move in that particular way. She wanted to see what he saw in her, these things he kept talking about. She tried to sort through the emotions flowing through her, the need and desire in her veins pulsing through her blood. There was nothing she wouldn't do for him, that was a fact, but what were the things she wanted to do for him? with him? When she thought about being with him in a physical way, just how far did she want it to go? <br><br>No, Fay decided she wouldn't burden him with thinking she loved him. That would be too much for right now, too quick. She already expressed she wanted to please him, and in what way, so it was up to him how he wanted to take advantage of that - if he just wanted his home cleaned and dinner ready every evening, then fine with her. But she - she wanted to not only be his slave, but his woman. <br><br>This realization made her open her eyes quickly, shocked with herself. But after a moment her expression softened, and she leaned forward to tuck herself against his beautiful muscles again. Yet this time without tears. "But I do not belong to him anymore, I belong to you. So it doesn't matter," she replied, finally, after the long pause. "Master? What if... me being myself included being yours? Is that okay? I would really like that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 02:33:25</strong>
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				Once again, Thomas couldn't help but smile as he saw the quick flow of emotions across his slave's face.&nbsp; Caressing her cheek, he tried to provide a calm, strong place for her to center herself as she dealt with what must surely be a confusing set of emotions.&nbsp; As she opened her eyes and smiled, he gladly let her draw close to him again, rubbing her back and shoulders as she nestled herself against his chest.&nbsp; He traced soft kisses across the top of Fay's head and against her cheeks as he listened to her.<br><br>Once she fell silent, he took a moment to ponder her words, his mind racing.&nbsp; Being his?&nbsp; That must surely mean being his lover.&nbsp; He'd had precious little experience, if any, with women, and the last thing he wanted would be to disappoint Fayruz, since this would be her first time as well, probably.&nbsp; Smiling a little into her hair, he kissed the top of Fay's head before pulling back and cupping her face in both hands, meeting her gaze.<br><br>"Fayruz, of course I would like that... I told you, I think I'm falling in love with you."&nbsp; He blushed slightly and his eyes fell, though only for a moment, upon her petite chest before meeting her gaze again.&nbsp; "For me, you're just... intoxicating.&nbsp; Everything about you... everything you do makes me happy.&nbsp; And if I can bring you the same happiness that you bring me, then I'll be doing my job as your master just as well as you do yours as my slave."&nbsp; <br><br>Smiling, he gently drew her in, initiating the kiss himself this time, letting her lips press to his for a moment before slowly deepening the gesture.&nbsp; Their meal forgotten, his mind focuses solely upon her as he gently cups underneath her behind, holding her in his arms as he stands up, lifting her without ever breaking the kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 03:25:55</strong>
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				Fayruz, happy with the response of course, but even more elated with the actions that accompanied it, squeaked involuntarily. There were not many times she had been kissed, all of which had been with him, but this time it was still a difference. It was like the kisses they shared the previous night, where just his taste had set her soul on fire. <br><br>Her arms and legs tightened around him as he picked her up and stood, automatically assuming they would be heading for his bedroom. That was also a new development - being a bed. Before last night she had never been aloud to even touch a bed save for making it. Not only had she slept in one for the first time the night before, but now she would have her first sexual encounter in the same bed. It was astounding, her perspective, and how precious each small detail was to her. <br><br>Just the feeling of his hands somewhere other than her back or shoulders was stimulating. He was so close to her private areas that it made her skin tingle just by thinking about it. Unconciously she pulled herself closer to him, wanting only to feel his body and warmth against her own, to experience his scent, tilting her head and deeping the kiss even more to taste him. She wanted so much to touch every pore of his skin and every hair on his head, to kiss every scar, to caress every muscle. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 03:57:07</strong>
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				Smiling into the kiss, Thomas was thrilled to feel how Fayruz pressed herself to him.&nbsp; Something in that simple gesture was completely endearing, and he couldn't think of anything else other than pleasing this beautiful slave girl... no... this beautiful *woman* that he held close to his chest... to his heart.&nbsp; Walking slowly, careful not to jostle Fay too much as they continued to trade deep, passionate kisses, he made his way into the bedroom they now shared.&nbsp; He would not have her sleeping on the floor again after this night.&nbsp; After this... he would settle for no less than having Fayruz sleep with him in his bed.&nbsp; It was as it should be, and he would welcome her with open arms.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching the bed, he carefully laid Fayruz down among the sheets, covering her body with his.&nbsp; His robe falls open a little, revealing his bare chest and the chisseled outlines of his pectoral muscles in the dusk's fading light.&nbsp; Smiling down at her, his eyes wandered across her face once again as he let his hand trace down her cheek, over her neck, and slowly down between her breasts, tugging her robe open bit by bit.&nbsp; Reveling in every moment, he can't help but smile in delight.&nbsp; "Absolutely beautiful... my Fayruz... my precious girl..."<br><br>SMiling, he leaned to kiss and nip at her neck, tracing the contours of her body and finding the hollows of Fay's throat.&nbsp; His breath brushed hotly across her bare skin as his hands continued to slowly open her robe, gradually revealing her naked body.&nbsp; Teasingly, he took his time as he began to kiss down from her throat.&nbsp; Lingering on her collarbone, he brings his hands to rest upon her hips, gently bracing her against his body, keeping her close and secure.&nbsp; He could feel the beginnings of his erection pressing against Fayruz's clothed waist, and slowly, his cheeks a soft pink, he began to roll his hips slowly, seeing how she reacts to the movement of his hard length against her body
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 04:26:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				So wrapped up in the sensations of his kisses, she didn't really realize they had made it to the bedroom until she had been laid down. Even then Fay didn't have much time to think, as he was already touching her and beginning the robe removal process. The shock of being called a girl instead of a slave was pushed aside to make room for his lips. <br><br>Her neck leaned up slightly, hands grasping his shoulders and pushing the robe he was wearing open even more. Small hands tentatively snuck into the folds of the fabric and found each one a patch of hot skin beneath them. Oh, to touch him! Why was this so different than bathing him, she wondered, but the thought was lost as soon as his hands reached her hips. Before she could comprehend what was going on, the soft area of skin right above her most private places was being teased every so slightly by his manhood. <br><br>There was an instant itch to touch it, but there wasn't any willpower to go with it. It seemed as if she was immobilized by the combination of thought and sensation - knowing what it was and feeling it against her, the connection of him wanting her enough to do this to her. All these things suspended her in time, until another jolt of pleasure and energy spiked through her body and mind at the next rocking motions against her abdomen. What was she supposed to do? How would she even manage to do it when she barely felt like she could breathe? Before, she had barely been touched ever, maybe once a day that would be a beating or a slap on the cheek. But this...<br><br>"Master!" an aching need started to form slightly below where his manhood was placed, a need that replaced the pleasure with something almost painful, causing her entire body to tremble beneath him. Her eyes closed, her hands searched for the tie to his robe and fumbled with it precariously until it finally came loose and bore his sweet body to him. Would he let her pleasure him just a bit? She desired to taste his skin like he was hers, maybe the same would be done to him in his mind and under his skin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 05:02:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas groaned in delight as he felt Fay's small, delicate hands caressing his bare skin, taking pleasure in the feel of her warm, soft touch upon the chiseled muscles of his torso.&nbsp; Smiling, he kissed Fayruz once again, holding her gently as he reveled in the closeness of their bodies, the warmth of her bare skin brushing against his body.&nbsp; As she opened his robe, he took a brief moment to shrug out of it, leaving him naked before her gaze.<br><br>The tone of her voice made Thomas blush a little, and he smiled, silencing her moans briefly with another kiss.&nbsp; Pulling back an inch, he whispered to her, his voice husky with desire.&nbsp; "I know, Fay... I know, this is incredible for me too... you're the first woman ever to see me like this... I hope that you are not disappointed in what you see."&nbsp; Winking roguishly, he let his lips travel down to Fayruz's bare chest.<br><br>Licking and nipping gently on Fay's bare skin, he used his hand to lightly cup Fay's breasts, rubbing them slowly in his hands before he captures a nipple between his lips.&nbsp; Slowly massaging and squeezing the round orbs, he took a break from suckling and nipping at Fay's erect nipple.&nbsp; "Oh, and just so you know... in the bedroom, I would love it if you would call me Thomas." Winking, he went back to tentatively exploring Fay's chest, letting his tongue twist and drag over her bare skin as he fondled her gently.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 05:25:08</strong>
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				She had seen him naked in the daylight earlier, and never thought he would actually be concerned with how she thought he looked. "Of course I'm not," she replied instantly, though it seemed he was much faster than her and cut off anything else she would try to say with his hands and mouth on her breasts. Fay's body arched into his hands, her own abandoning his skin to grasp his hair and pull him closer to her breast. <br><br>Fay was finally starting to get used to the sensations he caused her, at least enough to move while he was doing it. His words made her blush, finding it endearing, but also appropriate that he would have her call him by his name in situations like this. His winking, though, made her so suddenly self-aware, that she had the urge to curl up and hide under the blankets every inch of her skin. He had just told her he was inexperienced, but at the same time he was so good at it. How did he know where to touch her, then? Or how to kiss her? "T-thomas?" it seemed she was trying it out, trying to get the feel of it on her tongue. <br><br>Trying again, with more confidence, her hands slid from his head to his shoulders to bring him back up to her face and kiss him. She wanted him to feel the say way he was making her feel, she wanted to pleasure him also. She made sure that her erect nipples glided across his chest as she tugged him up to her by pressing herself up to him just enough. "Thomas..." the words she wanted to ask him were stuck in her throat, opting to kiss him instead, letting her hands fall to the small of his back and running over his buttocks to knead them in her delicate hands.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 18:27:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing the way Fay said his name, the intense need that was laced just beneath her words as she arched up against him, Thomas smiled softly and brought his hand up to brush his fingers lightly across her cheek.&nbsp; Blushing a little, he squirms as Fay's fingers begin to knead and massage his buttocks, never having been touched this way, let alone felt up.&nbsp; Thomas's eyes held some uncertainty as he leaned down to kiss Fay once again; surely she would be able to sense the need running just beneath the surface of his gentle, tentative kiss.&nbsp; While he might exude confidence, deep down he is nearly as nervous about this as she is, and all he wanted was to make sure that she enjoyed herself.<br><br>Pressing his chest lightly down against her, Thomas mashed Fay's breasts beneath his muscled torso, their movements causing her breasts to roll and grind lightly across his skin, creating delightful friction between them.&nbsp; Shivering a little, he groaned and brought his lips down to her neck and throat, his tongue flicking out to slightly caress her skin.&nbsp; Meeting her gaze, Thomas spoke up quietly, his voice just above a whisper, looking at Fay tenderly, as a man would look at his lover.<br><br>"Fay, I've... I've never done this before... I only know what the men in the barracks would talk about, so... please, tell me what feels good."&nbsp; Thomas's cheeks flushed a little from embarrassment as he continued.&nbsp; "I want you to enjoy this too...&nbsp; I want you to know pleasure just as much as I do already."&nbsp; Returning his lips to Fay's skin, he began to kiss down to her chest, his teeth lightly grazing across her skin as he sought out one of her erect nipples.&nbsp; <br><br>Once he had captured one between his lips, his tongue swirled lightly around it, tracing the contours of Fay's flesh.&nbsp; As he did this, one hand drifted slowly down Fay's body, rubbing lightly over her toned, flat stomach before moving lower.&nbsp; Gently parting her thighs beneath him, Thomas let his fingers work lightly across her exposed sex, not entirely sure how to do this and relying upon the body language and sounds of his new, and first, lover to guide him in what to do next.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 00:24:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her feet planted themselves beside his waist, toes curling into the blanket beneath at the sensation caused when he stroked her most private parts. Her hips wiggled slightly, not really knowing how to react, as a hummed acknowledgment escaped her lips. Each stroke of his fingers was tantalizingly light, giving her some kind of newfound pleasure and making her core ache for something more. <br><br>Fay placed her hands on his shoulders, dragging them up through his hair and massaging his scalp in an attempt to return the pleasurable&nbsp; feeling. She could feel how her lower lips were growing moist, preparing for the eventual entry of his manhood - but she knew he wouldn't do so yet. She was still so new, her canal fresh and untouched, and most likely extremely tight. Her hips lifted to meet his fingers, even if slightly, and instead of being able to tell him verbally what he was doing to her, her body shuddered beneath him. Her teeth chewed her bottom lip even as she cooed softly, causing a strangled sound to come from her mouth. <br><br>"There are not words to tell you how you're making me feel," she said, blushing, trying to hold back another sound of pleasure from her throat. It sort of embarrassed her, these noises, and she knew not how to control them. "I want to give you the same..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 06:40:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled against Fay's breast as he felt her body reacting to his touch, her little sounds seeming like music to his ears as her his rocked and rose up to meet his touch.&nbsp; Spurred on by this reaction, his touch became more confident, tracing across her lips and seeking out the little places that make her squirm even more.&nbsp; His teeth and lips continued to trace across every inch of Fay's bare chest, trying to learn each and every curve of her breasts.<br><br>As the moments passed, Thomas's mouth traveled back to Fay's nipple, and as he gazed up at her face, he began to suck firmly on her flesh, drawing the flesh in and out of his mouth, swirling his tongue across her skin.&nbsp; His hand continued its light rubbing, slowly dipping his fingers into her core, parting her folds lightly with each pass of his fingers.&nbsp; His other hand caresses and strokes her bare hips, encouraging her, showing her that it's okay to make those little sounds.<br><br>Letting her breast go, he continued to rub and slowly dipping his fingers past her folds.&nbsp; "Fay, right now, I just want you to enjoy this... this is wonderful for me, I've never... I've never been able to please a woman before..."&nbsp; He blushed and smiled a little, looking at her carefully.&nbsp; "This is a dream come true for me... just relax and let me please you for now.&nbsp; Okay, precious?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 14:00:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, wanting to let him do as he pleased with her. If that is what would give him the most pleasure, then it was what she wanted to do. Furthermore, she wanted express it in a tangible way, but the only feedback she could really give was her soft moans and the slight bucking of her hips. <br><br>The ultra-sensitive flesh he touched between her legs swelled and moistened with anticipation, while something inside sought to push him towards something deeper. But she didn't want to push him to move too fast with her - however, it really seemed as if he was going agonizingly slow. She was amazed at his ability to multitask and not give more attention to one body part over the other; her mind was in a vortex of sorts, trying to figure out on what sensation to really concentrate on. Her nipples were so hard it was painful to the touch, despite this his sucking and teasing her breasts only brought shivers to her body.<br><br>When he actually pulled back from her chest, she couldn't help but whimper at the loss, but the feeling&nbsp; was subdued as his fingers went inside her. It was a little painful, but it also felt delicious in an odd sort of way. She couldn't really identity the feeling at all. She nodded in reply. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 06:38:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling his approval, Thomas carefully moved his body up to allow him to kiss Fay.&nbsp; Pressing his lips to hers tenderly, he tries to pour as much of his affection and his fondness for her into the gesture as he can.&nbsp; One hand came up to cup her cheek, holding her face there as he embraced her gently.&nbsp; "I promise, Fay... I won't ever hurt you."<br><br>His kisses traveled slowly down Fay's body once again, reaching her hardened nipples and capturing one between his lips again.&nbsp; Carefully, Thomas began to swirl and drag his tongue over her bare flesh.&nbsp; Using her body language as his guide, he increased and decreased the speed with which he moved his tongue and lips over her bare skin.<br><br>As Thomas kissed and held Fay, his other hand continued to lightly stroke her folds, caressing between her legs and seeking out the supposed place that brought a woman immense pleasure.&nbsp; Finally finding the soft nub just above her opening, Thomas blushed.&nbsp; Looking at Fay carefully, he gave the round nub of flesh a light squeeze, his gaze never leaving her face as he watched to see how she reacted to his touch in her most secret, and most sensitive, of places.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 14:50:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft cry expelled from Fay's lips, one that she was not able to control as her entire body spasmed and her hands gripped a fistful of his hair as hard as she could to stop herself from completely losing her mind. She had no idea what he had touched, but that spot was so different from the rest of her. Fay peered down at Thomas, blushing when she found him looking at her face, not really knowing what to say to him. Carefully, she unraveled her hands from his hair and moved them away from his head to the sheets on the bed, afraid she might hurt him. <br><br>"What is that?" she gasped softly, for some reason not able to bring enough air into her lungs to properly speak. Her head fell back again, not able to hold it up when another shockwave went through her little form. Each time he even slightly moved his finger would sent her entire body into a fit of shudders, and a whimpering sound escaping her lips, as if it hurt. It was slightly painful, but in such a way that was a result of her inability to handle the extreme amount of pleasure that surged through her body all at once. "Is it supposed to feel like that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>07-10-2008, 19:39:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas blushed even more as he saw and felt Fay's reaction to his touch.&nbsp; The grip of her hands in his hair only made him wince slightly, though that was quickly replaced by a smile as she spoke to him.&nbsp; Leaning forward, he pressed a line of gentle, light kisses across her stomach, letting his lips dance against her skin for a moment before he moved his finger again, once more eliciting the cry and jerk from his lover.<br><br>"I... I don't know what it's called, really.&nbsp; I've just heard the men talking about it and figured I should give it a try."&nbsp; Biting his lower lip, Thomas started working the soft nub of flesh once again, speaking quietly as he did.&nbsp; "It is supposed to feel that way, though.&nbsp; It's supposed to be the most sensitive place on a woman's body.&nbsp; I want to give you a good experience, Fay, and I don't want to rush you."<br><br>Watching Fay's reactions, listening to her little sounds, Thomas smiled and couldn't help but feel an immense amount of affection for this young slave girl that had stolen his heart.&nbsp; "I want you to have pure bliss, Fay... I want it to be wonderful."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 03:39:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I-i-it is wonderful," she moaned, flexing her hands in the bedding and trying her best to control the amount she actually moved. The pressure in her lower abdomen had started to build, and an intense need went through her veins. "But I need you," Fay finished finally, directly before screaming slightly his name before a small surge washed over her body causing the strongest spasm through her small form yet. Even though the teeny orgasm brought her some kind of relief she couldn't quite understand, the spot he touched became even more sensitive! <br><br>Panting, as if she couldn't get her breath back from her first ever orgasm, her head shook in her desperation. "Please," she begged him, her hands coming to grasp his shoulders and direct him up, wanting to kiss and touch him like he was her. Fay wanted so much that he experience some of the pleasure he was giving to her.&nbsp; "Thomas... I'm missing something important, like I am broken..." she was trying hard to explain what she was feeling. "I need you to complete me..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 06:22:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas let himself be tugged upward, his eyes coming up to meet Fay's as he felt her shaking and arching from his touch.&nbsp; As her gaze met his, he too felt a surge of affection for the woman in his arms.&nbsp; "If that is what you want, Fay... then I would love to have you.&nbsp; I'm just warning you, it may hurt a little at first.&nbsp; &nbsp;I'm going to be very gentle, though, I promise.&nbsp; I never want you to be in pain, Fayruz."<br><br>Carefully, he parted Fay's thighs and gently settled himself between them.&nbsp; Thomas's erect shaft brushed over Fay's bare skin as he leaned down to kiss her again.&nbsp; Kissing her fondly, he cupped her face in his hands as he slowly and carefully thrust his hips forward, parting her folds slowly with his shaft.&nbsp; Groaning as he slid his head inside, he took a moment to regain his control, not wanting to push in quickly and hurt Fay.&nbsp; "Oh Fay, you feel wonderful... I could never have imagined this..."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>12-10-2008, 02:41:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and hummed softly against his lips, confirming his words, and accepting them proudly with a feeling of relief. With the weight of the fear that she wouldn't feel good to him off of her shoulders, she mentally breathed easier, and relaxed a little more. Once Fay was able to do this, her tight canal loosened just enough so that he slid in easier - as that would be part of the problem. Her hips tilted instinctively, as her body knew her uterus was tilting inside of her, effectively sinking another half inch or so of his length inside of her. Moaning softly with every little movement she made, she could help but squirm in an attempt to get him to do deeper and satisfy the empty feeling inside of her core. <br><br>Fay's hands began to wander and explore his form, now not under the severely immobilizing spasms of whatever he was touching before, and kissed every inch of skin she could easily get her mouth to. Her legs made sure to part wider, for whatever reason intensifying the way it felt, while her hands found his buttocks. Elated at the firmness, she squeezed them, pressing her nails into them even, before letting them go and pressing her palms to the indents at the sides of them -whatever muscle that was called anyway- and slid them up his sides to rest on his shoulderblades. "Thomas..." she sighed softly, finding herself wanting to tell him something before not being able to find words to express what she was feeling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>12-10-2008, 20:40:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled as he heard Fay breathing out his name.&nbsp; Looking down at the young slave-girl, he felt another pang of intense affection for her, and he reached out to caress her face.&nbsp; Beginning to drive himself deeper into her, he carefully watched her expression for any signs of pain from his actions.&nbsp; Shuddering as he felt her tightening around him, he moved his hands down to rest upon her shoulders.&nbsp; As he felt her relax, he eased up on the intensity of his thrusts as he pushed himself into her body.&nbsp; Reaching her barrier, he stopped, looking deep into Fay's eyes as he spoke.<br><br>"Fay... Fay, I just want you to know that, even though you're my slave, I... I know now.&nbsp; I'm in love with you, and I want you with me... I want you to be my woman."&nbsp; Blushing softly, he leaned down to kiss her on the lips tenderly.&nbsp; "I want you to be happy with me, and I promise, I will do my best to make that happen."&nbsp; His eyes never left those of his lover as, with a soft grunt, he pushed forward, taking her virginity carefully as he brought her tightly to himself, cradling her against his chest.&nbsp; "I love you, Fayruz..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 01:32:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay was stunned, and didn't know from what more; his words or the searing pain that ravaged her small body when he broke her maidenhead. She whimpered and bit her lip as hard as she could but she couldn't help but cry out and sob softly into his shoulder. The pain was sharp, like being stabbed, but as he laid still in her, it began to ebb into a low throb. It didn't help that she was so tight, the pain making her suddenly nervous and tense, bringing another entire degree of pain until she force herself to relax so that her body could take him. More than anything, she wanted him to get pleasure from being with her this way, but she knew he would worry too much if she showed she was in so much pain. But it did hurt... <br><br>She held him as tight as she could, afraid he would pull out of her and not want to continue because she was hurting. She was sure if she just waited, the pain would settle and not throb anymore. Her legs moved up over his waist and around his back, her feet hooking into each other and pulling him down into her even more. Fayruz was not ignoring what he said, and was now making an effort to give him a reply but she couldn't really get her breath to suck in enough in order to speak. <br><br>"T-thomas, I choose not to think that I love you so that I do not complicate what you feel... but- but I know that I do..." she paused, sucking in with a shudder. "Love you, I mean. If that is what you want, and you're sure, then I have no problem with being your woman..." She moved her head so that she could smile at him, her eyes glistening with the deepness of her affections for him. "I... I want to be yours," she confirmed as if she hadn't really given him a real answer. "Just the fact that you could even consider loving me makes me more happy than you know."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 02:40:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In spite of Fay's efforts to hide the pain, Thomas winced as he saw how her face darkened with the discomfort and how her arms tightened around him.&nbsp; He hated the fact that it had to hurt the girl so much when she had sex for the first time.&nbsp; It made no sense to him.&nbsp; Losing one's virginity should be a wonderful experience, but instead, it was painful.&nbsp; It was incredibly unfair, in his mind, and it was hard to watch as Fay bit back her screams and cried openly against him.&nbsp; Stroking her hair and rocking her gently in his arms, he did his best to keep from moving within her, murmuring softly in her ear.&nbsp; "Shhh... shh, it's alright, Fay... it will pass... it's going to pass, and I promise, it won't hurt ever again... I'm so sorry, precious..."<br><br>Giving her as much time to recover as she needed, Thomas tried to provide her with a strong rock to grab and hold on to as the pain slowly faded, being replaced by a wonderful full feeling.&nbsp; As he felt her slowly relaxing around him, he smiled and looked down at Fay, listening as she spoke to him.&nbsp; Returning her smile, he leaned forward to kiss her forehead, then her lips, brushing his fingers through her hair.&nbsp; "Fayruz, I'm so thankful.&nbsp; I honestly don't know what I would have done if you didn't feel the same way.&nbsp; I know that I certainly wouldn't have abandoned you, I could never do that."<br><br>Blushing slightly, Thomas began to move his hips carefully, driving himself slowly in and out of Fayruz's folds.&nbsp; None of his movements were particularly assertive or aggressive.&nbsp; This was his first time as well, and the feeling was intense as he worked to give Fayruz the very best experience that he can, biting back cries of pleasure as he revels in the warmth, softness, and tightness of his lover's folds.&nbsp; "Oh yes... by God, Fay, you feel incredible..."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 03:38:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay couldn't help but moan, softly at first, feeling his length fill her over and over again. His gentleness helped the remaining pain be removed from her, almost instantly being replaced by an intense flood of pleasure. It helped that it seemed he was also enjoying himself, which was her greatest concern. She couldn't stop herself from smiling, even almost giggling at his sweet words, blushing with her entire face and gigantic smile. She placed tender kisses along his neck, holding on to him tightly, and yet as he continued she began to moan more frequently and loudly. Now that she really felt complete and the pleasure was absolute, there was that peak she had reached in such a small way before and she felt she was going to reach it again. Somehow. <br><br>IT wasn't long before his girl was breathless, gasping his name and other sweet things to him while her body arched and pressed to him. Sometimes she writhed beneath him, moaning and crying out to him louder than before, though not yelling or the sort. Her legs moved and changed positions often, almost fretfully, as if they didn't know what was the most comfortable or she didn't know what quite to do with them. And of course her hands also moved from place to place, without home or taking purchase anywhere in particular, or even knowing where they should be. Her head moved from kissing his skin, to his lips, and then it would tilt back as far as possible while her lithe form shuddered for him, while at other times it would just shake with her eyes clentched when she felt like she couldn't take anymore. The things he made her feel by just making love to her was incredible, with this simple movement of him in and out of her sex, was baffling to this young girl's mind. And yet, she had no time to dwell on it, as everytime she thought of it, it would be blow away by another shock of pleasure through her system.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-10-2008, 05:50:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas groaned and shuddered in pleasure, his hands grasping Fay's shoulders firmly as he continued to thrust and roll his hips, gaining confidence with every move he made.&nbsp; In spite of the rising passion that was building between them, Thomas was still gentle in everything that he was doing to Fay.&nbsp; Moaning, he let his hands wander down to Fay's heaving chest.&nbsp; Cupping her breasts, he began to massage and rub them as he leaned down to press his lips to Fay's, muffling their cries and moans with the gesture.<br><br>Thomas let his tongue dance and twist against Fay's as their lips crashed together again and again.&nbsp; As he did so, he slightly altered the motions of his hips, hoping to hit a sweet spot and to bring her over the precipice of her climax.&nbsp; Within seconds, he had found the secret place within Fay's folds that could drive her crazy.&nbsp; It was all that he could do to hold himself back; the intensity of the sensations shooting through his body was enough to push him to the very edge of his climax.&nbsp; And yet, he wanted to be sure that Fay experienced her first orgasm ever before he let his own go.&nbsp; "It's... it's okay, Fayruz, just let it go... please, I want you to get your release."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 03:30:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fayruz searched for it endlessly, that act of letting go. She didn't quite understand what he meant, as she was not holding anything back. As he had moved his hips, he had found some place inside her that made her scream suddenly, before stuffing her face against his neck to muffle them. seizure-like spasms wracked her form with each thrust, and it wasn't quite about letting go, it was really about letting it do what it wanted. It took only a few strokes at that spot with his phallus to send her plunging into the searing hot abyss of her first real orgasm. Her entire body tensed, crying out for him and clawing desperately at his back. Her legs squeezed around his waist as tight as they could, her form shaking violently for a moment before she could finally relax. Little did she know how her sweet womanhood clenches and pulls him much deeper than any of his own thrusts allowed him to go into her passage and against her cervix, until, panting, Fay falls limply into a pile of trembling flesh, and there is a slight uncomfortable pain deep inside her that her body instinctively wiggles against, and looses instantly. <br><br>She laughed, flushed and tingling, sometimes trembling suddenly. Fay carefully kissed him, his cheeks, forehead, and lips, brushing her tongue like a paintbrush expertly over the canvas of his neck and shoulders. The slight sheen of sweat made his skin slightly salty, but this she did not mind at all, no, not after what he had just given her. And finally, when Fay gets enough air inside her lungs to speak again, she breathes against his ear: "You're amazing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>14-10-2008, 05:44:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas gasped and shuddered as he felt Fay clenching and spasming around him.&nbsp; Feeling her arch against him and hearing her cries of pleasure drove him to bring her as intense of a climax as he possibly could.&nbsp; Clenching his eyes tightly closed, he continued to roll and thrust his hips, aiming for the spot that was making Fayruz squeal and arch.&nbsp; Altering his motions a little as she continues to climax, Thomas could feel his own peak rapidly approaching.<br><br>Clutching her tightly to his chest, he kisses her passionately as he too reaches his peak.&nbsp; Groaning and pressing his hips forward, she could feel it as Thomas's climax erupted inside her, coating her walls with its warmth as he cried out, moaning her name as he climaxes for the very first time in his life.&nbsp; Shivering, he groaned as he spurted deep inside her one last time before she relaxed and he slid out slightly to fit comfortably inside her.<br>&nbsp;<br>Opening his eyes, Thomas smiled as he heard Fay's laugh and saw how she smiled up at him.&nbsp; Trembling slightly in his own right, he leaned forward to return her gentle, affectionate kisses.&nbsp; Blushing slightly, he spoke quietly.&nbsp; "I... that was incredible Fay, I'm glad that you enjoyed it so much as well.&nbsp; I've never done that before, so I just... well, you helped me a lot to know what I should do.&nbsp; You are the amazing one, Fay.&nbsp; Not me."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>15-10-2008, 04:29:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her mouth opened to protest, but she didn't really want to. No if that's what he thought, then he had a right to think so, but he was just as amazing if not more so than she thought he was giving himself credit for. He did all the work, after all. Gently, she guided him so that he was laying beside her, though still connected, and cuddled close to his chest. "I love you," she replied simply, and giggled softly. She would have never thought she would ever say that to anyone, let alone the man who is supposed to be her master. <br><br>Fay's mind was racing. What really did that mean, anyway? Beyond the fact that... those feelings were there, and sex of course. But what kind of relationship would they have? What kind of things would he expect of her now? Did he want to set her free? Marry her? Have children even? Well, the last was inevitable and maybe even unavoidable whether slave or wife if they were going to be having sex like this. Her little body still trembled with the feeling of his release inside of her, and her own that certainly overwhelmed all of her senses. But she dare not ask of him these questions, what if he thought she would take it back because of his answer? No, maybe he wouldn't think like that, there was no reason for him to. Really, if he wanted things to stay the same she would love to serve him to the best of her ability. She pressed a kiss to his neck to confirm this in her own mind. He was the reason she was alive, she was sure of it, and was going to keep on living peacefully. Keeping him comfortable and pleased was an honor for her, and she did not plan on asking for more than that if he didn't want to give it to her. Despite this, she did want to give him a child. <br><br>Smiling softly, she hummed, not able to help but want to rub against him, the friction glorious against her hypersensitive skin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 02:53:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas grinned and leaned forward to kiss Fayruz once again, stroking her long brown hair as he smiled down at her.&nbsp; He was convinced that she had never looked more beautiful than she did at this very moment.&nbsp; Caressing her cheek, Thomas smiled at Fayruz as the small slave girl recovered from her orgasm.&nbsp; Her words made him smile even more and he touched her gently, caressing her skin.<br><br>"Fayruz, I love you too... I love you very much, and I want you to be as happy as I can possibly help you to be.&nbsp; You're my treasure... the highlight of my days."&nbsp; Blushing softly, he smiled, helping her to sit up and drew her into his embrace.&nbsp; "Do you really know what it means to love?&nbsp; To be loved?"&nbsp; His hands brushed her long hair and her bare back, stroking her skin and feeling how soft it is to the touch.&nbsp; By God, everything about this woman was just... exquisite.<br><br>"I suppose your old master never really let you show any affection for anyone, I guess... I just hope that I can help you learn that it's okay to just be yourself.&nbsp; I want you to know that I will never tell you to not tell me what you think or how you feel about something.&nbsp; You may be my slave, but you are also much more than that to me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>21-10-2008, 15:03:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(ooc: Fay's hair is brown. sorry for the delay: school DX)<br><br>Fay blushed, turning her burning cheeks away in an embarrassed expression. No, she guessed she didn't really know what love was, except for the things she felt inside. Fay didn't seem to know exactly what do say to his question. She remembered how her mother would tell her she loved her when she was small, kissing her cheeks and getting her extra food when she could. She made her a doll, a friend to play with. Maybe it was to sacrifice everything you were in order to take care of the person you claim to love. At least, that's how Fay perceived it to be.<br><br>She was glad he didn't wait for her answer before speaking again. Her arms wrapped around his neck to draw him closer, and she tucked her head under his chin while he spoke. "I don't quite understand... what it means to be yourself. I am not... hiding anything."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>21-10-2008, 18:46:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC:&nbsp; I understand. :)&nbsp; Just glad to see you're still around. And I fixed the hair color. :P)<br><br>Thomas laughed and kissed the top of Fay's head as he saw how her expression changed and she tried to tuck her face up underneath him so he couldn't see her flushed cheeks.&nbsp; As she spoke, the vibration of her voice traveled across his skin, making him smile and hug her even tighter as she wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders.&nbsp; Every second that he got to spend with her like this, with their bodies pressed together and their bare skin brushing over each other, was wonderful for him.<br><br>"I know you're not, Fay.&nbsp; All I am saying is that it is okay to speak your mind.&nbsp; You don't have to be afraid to tell me something if it is bothering you, or if you think that it might help."&nbsp; Grinning, Thomas slowly sat up, drawing Fay with him and cradling her against him.&nbsp; Through his skin, she would be able to feel his heart beat, beating quickly with the residual excitement of what had just been shared between them.&nbsp; Kissing at her neck, Thomas smiled and nuzzled at Fay's cheek.&nbsp; "How are you feeling, Fay?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>22-10-2008, 02:36:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes lifted to look at him, though because she was positioned under his head she wasn't really able to see him. "Tingly," she answered automatically, without thinking at all. Fay's honesty was most likely the purest thing about her. She wouldn't lie to anyone if she could help it - and if she did it took great effort. It made seem innocent and maybe even naive, but she wasn't completely unknowing. For the most part at least. But she felt that way - naive - because of all these new experiences for last couple of days. And them claiming to love someone? Having someone claim they love her? It was so new and unexpected, it made her feel like a young child and a woman at the same time. <br><br>She reached up to take a lock of his hair and twist it around her fingers, finding it didn't curl like when she curled her own hair that way. And it was something silly to notice too, but it made her smile wide nonetheless. Where her hair seemed golden in its brown hues, his own seemed red. Arching in a way that only someone of her size and untrained elegance would, she kissed his chin without moving their positions. "I feel like I should know more about what I am and what I'm supposed to be, as your Fayruz, your woman, and not just as your slave. Since that's how you want it to be." Her eyes blinked widely at him. "Right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>23-10-2008, 00:05:26</strong>
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				Thomas smiled and nodded at Fay, his eyes dancing with affection and amusement at his lover's innocence, gently rolling onto his side so he can tuck the Arabian woman up against his chest.&nbsp; "That is exactly what I want, Fay... my woman first, my slave second.&nbsp; For me, you are a member of my family, and as such, I always want to know what you think.&nbsp; Don't feel like you just have to go along with what I say just because I'm your Master, okay?&nbsp; Respect is one thing, blind obedience is quite another."&nbsp; <br><br>Seeing her reaction to his hair color, he grinned and nuzzled her nose.&nbsp; "You've never run into someone with Irish blood, have you?&nbsp; My grandmother was Irish, so that's where I get the red in my hair.&nbsp; Oh..." At will, he changed his accent from a typical English to one with more of an Irish edge to it. "And I can still speak like a native of the Motherland if I have to."&nbsp; He winked, smiling down at Fay.&nbsp; "I prefer to act English mostly, I guess, since it saves me lots of hassle about my lineage."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>23-10-2008, 02:10:06</strong>
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				Fay blushed again, completely because of being winked at. He just seemed so coy and sexy when he did that kind of thing! She couldn't help but giggle when he changed his voice to sound so different! She wiggled slightly, not really wanting to show how instantly he could peak her interest when he did that. "But... I don't... understand... how I could possibly be both." Her perplexity was simple in it's nature - the association was never made known to her, even in the slightest. The most of a relationship a master had with a slave was sexual. And even then, it was just that. Sex. Not... what they had just done. And he was saying he wanted her to be his woman first? And his slave second? As the former she had to want to make him happy, where with the second she had to or be beaten. It was a hard concept to grasp, especially in merely two days.<br><br>But Fay did not want to ignore what he was saying about his heritage. It was the first time he had told her anything much about himself and she wanted more than anything to encourage it. She wanted to know everything about him, his family, his likes and dislikes, etc. "Where is... this place your English and Irish people live?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>23-10-2008, 06:41:06</strong>
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				Thomas smiled and moved forward to kiss Fay on the forehead, stroking her long hair as he embraced her.&nbsp; Her confusion was not unexpected, she must never have really known that there was anything possible for her beyond being a slave to some arrogant merchant.&nbsp; He knew that he would have to teach her about being her own woman.&nbsp; How to be independent even when she continued to serve him every day as his slave.&nbsp; Rubbing her shoulder, he just smiled at her more warmly and kissed her lightly upon the lips.<br><br>"Don't worry about how to be both, Fay.&nbsp; It will just happen naturally, I think.&nbsp; You'll just learn as time goes on."&nbsp; Running his fingers through her hair, he thought carefully about how to answer her question.&nbsp; "Well... England and Ireland are a pair of islands very far to the northwest of here, almost on the other side of Europe.&nbsp; Ireland is the smaller of the two, and has been controlled by England for about as long as anyone can remember."<br><br>Shrugging a little, he smiled and watched Fay, amused.&nbsp; "It's much colder there than here... have you ever heard of snow?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 02:42:59</strong>
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				She almost protested about worrying about it, but thought to set the matter aside and try. She knew she could approach him about it again if it was still bothering her. She decided to concentrate on his other words, about this place called Europe, and these other places England and Ireland that were on the other side of it. Well, as he said, anyway. Apparently whoever managed Europe was like a gerbil, gathering up other nations and sticking them in a hole to eat later. Or however that went. Her mouth watched his when he asked her if she had heard of snow, and made the same motion as she repeated the word. "Snow. No, I have not. What is that?" <br><br>Also, she thought to ask him about clothing. She knew how he didn't want her walking around naked, but she had nothing to wear other than the dress she was making and the one she had from when he bought her. But she didn't want to interupt him when he was speaking, so Fay kept quiet. She knew the sooner she asked about it, the better. Maybe he could even suggest the type of clothing he would prefer her to buy so that she could look beautiful for him just like he would want. Fayruz wasn't ignoring Thomas, or anything like that, but she was sure he could see the faraway look in her eyes while she thought about the matter. And of course, she was still bothered by being both his slave and his woman. Technically, women were bought with dowrys, so maybe it wasn't much different after all. She had seen many men who acted as if their wives were their salves. But she was still having a hard time understanding exactly what that meant. If she shouldn't try to be both, which one should she try to be more? Fayruz scooted closer to Thomas so he wouldn't be able to see how distraught she actually was. It was better if he believed she was perfectly happy with the arrangement just how he said it would be.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 05:11:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas chuckled and actually had to think about how to describe snow to someone who had never seen it before.&nbsp; "Well... actually, right around this time of year back home, it begins to get colder.&nbsp; Cold enough, in fact, that water freezes over and you can see your breath in the air.&nbsp; When it's that cold, any rain that we get freezes long before it hits the ground.&nbsp; It turns into this fluffy white layer on the ground, covering just about everything.&nbsp; It's probably one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in nature."<br><br>As Fay cradled herself up against him, Thomas noticed the strange expression on her face.&nbsp; Was she upset?&nbsp; What had he done to upset her, was he confusing her again?&nbsp; Wondering for a moment if he should ask, he decided to go for it.&nbsp; His fingers gently cupped Fay's chin and directed her gaze slowly up to meet his.&nbsp; Once again, in spite of himself, his gentle gaze pierced hers, holding her there as it had so many times before.<br><br>"Fay, if there is something on your mind, please, tell me.&nbsp; I won't have you worrying about something when I could help clear it up if only you asked me."&nbsp; Pressing a kiss to her forehead, Thomas tried to reassure Fay as best he could.&nbsp; She needed to know that it was okay to speak her mind around him.&nbsp; "Don't worry, there is no such thing as a foolish question.&nbsp; I'm always willing to listen to you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 05:39:38</strong>
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				Her face made an expression kin to crying. She didn't want to ask him again, it was the same question before. But it wasn't as simple as he answered it, and she didn't want him to not answer it because he thought it was over complicated. The thing that worried her the most... well, deep down inside she just didn't like it. She had explained to him before that she had no place being both his slave and his lover, and despite loving him as much as she did, her feelings did not change the fact that she felt his love should be reserved for his wife, and his wife and his slave should be two different women - whether or not he had a sexual relationship with his slave or not. <br><br>"I... I cannot be both your woman and your slave. It..." she bit her bottom lip, her eyes moving back and forth with her thoughts, seeming afraid even to tell him what she thought and what this meant to her. "It violates everything I am, everything I've always thought love to be. I... I love you, there is no doubt about that in my mind at all. But..." her head shook, not wanting to continue, feeling as if she had said too much already. Her eyes searched his for some kind of assurance, some kind of understanding. She swallowed thickly before continuing. "Your Fayruz would prefer to be just one, and not the other. I will not... be disobedient, no. No matter which you choose I will not falter in my service for you, I assure you. One serves out of duty and only follows orders, and the other serves out of love, she makes choices by herself as to what she believes is best for the household. But for me, they are separate..."<br><br>She stopped. Fay had no idea if she was making a fool out of herself, stumbling over her words as if he had never let her speak her mind to him before. She could not hide her feelings from him, she was no chameleon, no she was as the flamingo who displayed what it ate by the colors of its feathers. Fay tried her best to move her head away so that she could hide her face and the shame present on it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 20:50:07</strong>
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				The expression on Fay's face broke Thomas' heart.&nbsp; He had never seen Fay so upset, and as she spoke, he slowly began to understand why she was so concerned.&nbsp; He almost expected her to burst into tears as she spoke, her expression was about as distraught as he had ever seen anyone look before.&nbsp; As she explained herself, Thomas brought his hand to find hers, clasping it to his chest as he watched her.&nbsp; Meeting her gaze as she looked to him, Thomas smiled at Fay, nodding as he tried to do his best to reassure her.<br><br>Once she had finished, Thomas was silent for a moment, mulling over her words.&nbsp; So that was why Fay was so upset... she just couldn't fathom the idea of being both.&nbsp; Now that he thought about it, he could see why.&nbsp; It really was a completely different thing to be a man's love rather than his slave.&nbsp; In his mind, he found himself debating both positions.&nbsp; He wanted her to be comfortable with him, and yet, he didn't want her to feel as if she was less than him.&nbsp; He didn't want to rush things either, but... if telling her that she was to be his woman would help her to relax and understand how he felt about her, then he should do it.<br><br>Finally, his mind made up, Thomas looked back down at Fay.&nbsp; Pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, he touched her cheek to turn her face back to his, gazing into her eyes for a long moment before he spoke.&nbsp; The shame on her face was painful to see, she should not feel the need to hide her thoughts.&nbsp; "Fayruz... if I am to choose one over the other, then... I would rather you be my... well, my girl.&nbsp; I don't look at you as merely property, you are far more than that to me.&nbsp; I want you to do things not because you feel obligated, but because you want to do them."&nbsp; Stroking her hair, Thomas smiled softly at Fay.&nbsp; "Will you accept my proposal, Fayruz?&nbsp; Will you be mine?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>26-10-2008, 02:16:06</strong>
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				Her eyes blinked up at him, almost not comprehending exactly what he had been saying. It was like she had pulled inside herself, readying for some kind of reprimand because of the way she had spoken. But he had kissed her forehead, and his gaze was gentle, and even though he waited before he began speaking again, it still seemed as if the young woman couldn't grasp his words correctly. They echoed in her mind like bells, and if he watched her eyes carefully he could see them frantically try to pull away and look at something other than his hazel ones. <br><br>"Will I accept your proposal?" she echoed, trying to pull the thoughts down and stabilize them. Had he actually said he didn't see her as property? She... should want to do... things... His? Really? What exactly was he asking when he said his? She was being given a choice to belong to someone in a very different way than her mind was able to easily comprehend. Her head shook abruptly, trying to shake her thoughts loose as if they were hanging on threads and the physical action would knock them down for her to pick up and rearrange. Finally her golden brown eyes settled back on his own, though still frantically searching for something beyond this complex veil of brown and green. <br><br>Hadn't she already told him she would be his woman, though? It seemed as if the question was different, deeper. She already belonged to him, and he was asking her this? He was... choosing woman over slave. It was taking her a little more than it should to really comprehend it. Finally she was beginning to understand, it was just a large shock to her system that it was hard for her to go beyond her training. "I... I already agreed, I want to be yours..." her brow furrowed slight in her confusion. If they had already agreed, then what was this? "Are you asking me something different than before? About being your woman... I... I want to be yours, Thomas, but however you have me is up to you..." This was the best answer she could give through the fury of thoughts confusing her mind.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>26-10-2008, 02:47:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas watched with concern as he saw the confusion and anguish passing across Fay's face.&nbsp; He immediately felt awful, knowing that he probably had not been as clear as he should have been.&nbsp; Touching her cheek, Thomas gently stroked Fayruz's skin, trying to soothe her as she seemed to be on the verge of what could only be described as a panic attack.&nbsp; Finally, when she was able to ask him, he nodded and gave her another hug, trying to help her calm down.<br><br>"Alright... you're right, I guess I wasn't very clear with what I meant there.&nbsp; You want a straightforward answer, so... well, here goes."&nbsp; Thomas took a deep breath, meeting Fay's gaze for a moment before kissing her forehead again.&nbsp; "Fayruz, I... I want you to be my wife.&nbsp; If I must choose one over the other, I would rather live my life with you at my side as my beloved rather than as my slave.&nbsp; I love you... I know it's probably way too soon for me to be saying this, but... it's all but certain to me.&nbsp; I want to marry you, and I would..."<br><br>Thomas's cheeks colored as he looked away, murmuring his last sentence.&nbsp; "I would love to have a family, raise our children, and grow old with you at my side...&nbsp; There, I've said it.&nbsp; That is what I truly want, Fay." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>26-10-2008, 05:03:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay blinked at him, eyes wide with shock. "Y-y-your wife?" her cheeks immediately flushed, growing hot as she struggled to move away from him. No, it wasn't because she didn't want him. She wanted to know he was absolutely sure about this - that or, to make sure she wasn't dreaming. When she pulled back and sat up, she ran her fingers through her hair and pinched her cheeks. "I'm not dreaming this," she thought out loud. Her hands smacked her cheeks a couple of times as if she was trying to wake herself up after being caught sleeping when she wasn't supposed to. "I'm really not dreaming this." <br><br>In one fluid motion, Fay had turned around and crawled on top of Thomas, straddling his hips and not caring she was still naked from their lovemaking. Leaning down, her hands pushed down on his shoulders, something she had never done before. She could actually call it pinning him, being like this, if she really thought about it- but she didn't. No she was thinking about exactly what he had told her and whether or not it could possibly be true or not. "Of course. Of course I want to be your wife. I..." to stop herself from going into a ramble, she leaned down and kissed him as fervently as she could muster, wanting him to know she did want it. Him, and the children, and the grandchildren, and growing old and... it was all so much to think about! <br><br>"If you can promise me that is exactly what you want, and you're not just saying that because you know it'd make me happy, then I... I would be... Idon'tknowwhatIwouldbe but I accept," she gasped out all at once, pulling away for a moment to encircle her body around his larger one. Her lips pressed against his neck and shoulders again and again, whispering how she loved him between each one. Her entire body trembled when she thought she would just explode from the sheer amount of different emotions that had wracked her little form over the past couple of hours, but instead a faint feeling came over her, and she forced herself to stop and breathe to calm down. <br><br>Maybe after this things wouldn't be so confusing!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>27-10-2008, 02:13:45</strong>
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				Thomas was surprised, to say the least, when Fayruz practically threw herself upon him.&nbsp; It surprised him even more when Fay kissed him more passionately than she ever had before, and he found himself wrapping her in his arms, holding her close as he deepened the kiss, opening his lips for her, welcoming her attentions.&nbsp; As she pinned him to the bed and pressed her body up against his, Thomas smiled as she stammered for words.&nbsp; It was absolutely adorable the way that she just couldn't compute the best way to describe what she was thinking.<br><br>Finally, as she managed to gather herself and give him a real answer, he laughed and hugged her tight as she showered him in kisses.&nbsp; Her words made his heart melt as he stroked her bare back, trying to soothe her, to help her calm down.&nbsp; Meeting her gaze, he gave her a warm smile as he spoke.&nbsp; "Fayruz... thank you.&nbsp; I honestly don't know what I would have done if you had said no."&nbsp; Touching her cheek, he tried to steady Fayruz's trembling, somehow afraid that she would shake herself to pieces if he didn't do it.&nbsp; "It's okay... it's okay, Fay, just relax... breathe, sweetheart."<br><br>Thomas chuckled and kissed her forehead several times, each one lingering for a moment before the next one.&nbsp; "You're going to be just fine, dearest, I'm not going to go anywhere."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 01:33:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay buried her face into his neck, breathing in his scent and the lingering sweat from their activites before. Her head shook slightly as she laughed gleefully, not even having expecting what he had just asked her - what she had just accepted. It was astounding to her. She was going to be his <i>wife</i>! His assurances helped her to calm herself some, though her worry of him leaving her wasn't the reason she was trembling. She was just so overwhelmed with emotion that she couldn't help it. <br><br>She didn't really have anything to say, but Fay was so charged with emotion she needed to do something, she wanted to express somehow how happy he had made her, how new this was to her. Never before in her life had she been able to see herself as nothing but a slave, even to the point where other slaves wouldn't even look at her with affection. She always had seen hatred in their eyes. Moving up slightly, she kissed him again, with less disparity and much more affection - soft and slow, as if tasting him for the first time. She sighed softly as she pulled back, and smiled at him with half-lidded eyes. "I know, I know you're not going anywhere... Thomas." She brought her body closer to him, wrapping her form about him in a way that accentuated her soft curves while her lips caressed his neck and collarbone. "I could never want anything more. You've given me everything I've ever wanted."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 02:30:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling Fay move up his body, Thomas gently tugged at her to help her, smiling as she adjusted herself to fit more comfortably against him.&nbsp; God, this woman was just incredible.&nbsp; Everything about her was so light... so delicate.&nbsp; He felt a new surge of protectiveness for her as her words finally registered.&nbsp; Caressing her shoulders, he kissed at her forehead and neck just as she was kissing at him.&nbsp; After a moment, he lifted her gaze to his, gently cupping her chin and smiling at her.<br><br>"Everything you've ever wanted...?&nbsp; Fayruz, I just act like myself, really, I'm not doing anything that special.&nbsp; You, on the other hand... you've given me something amazing.&nbsp; I've never... I've never known what it was like to love and be loved back.&nbsp; I'd begun to wonder if I would ever find that... you know... that perfect person.&nbsp; The one you always hear about in stories, but never seem to find in reality."<br><br>Smiling a bit shyly, Thomas carefully sat up, still holding Fayruz in his arms, keeping her close to his chest.&nbsp; "I just hope that I can live up to your expectations.&nbsp; You've had such a hard life... I want you to start having a good one.&nbsp; I want you to have what you've wanted since you were little, so if there is anything... anything that I do that upsets you, please, tell me.&nbsp; I don't want to hurt you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 15:03:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, not really knowing how to refuse his request that he tell her. But at the moment Fay doubted that he could do anything at all that would help her. She shifted slightly in order to be positioned more comfortably, sitting sideways on his lap. "Don't worry about that kind of stuff. When I was little... all I ever wanted was to be bought by a master who did not beat me. This... this is completely beyond anything I've ever imagined. I just want to make you happy."<br><br>Hugging him back with her arms around his neck, she pressed her lips under his jaw several times. "I don't think you could ever hurt me, you're too sweet. I first thought you just didn't know what you were supposed to do with a slave, and maybe that's part of it, but the more I'm with you the more I learn that your nature is sweet and loving. I'm glad you found me, Thomas, I would have..." she stopped, not wanting to talk or even think about it. <br><br>Pulling away slightly, she batted her eyes at him seductively. Something within her wanted to take this in a different direction. Either that, or she'd fall asleep. "Do you have to work tomorrow?" she asked coyly, laughing softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 01:12:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled, baring his neck for Fay as she kissed at the underside of his chin.&nbsp; Stroking her hair as he listened to her, he did not fail to notice that she stopped herself from saying something.&nbsp; However, he decided that right now probably was not the best time to bring that subject up, so he let it drop for now, simply nodding and kissing her on the forehead.&nbsp; As he did so, he breathed in deeply of her scent, the sweetness of her hair and the musk of her skin.<br><br>As she pulled away, he was momentarily confused.&nbsp; That is, until she batted her eyes at him, doing her best to be flirtatious.&nbsp; The effort made Thomas grin and he shook his head in amusement.&nbsp; "Oh, Fay, what am I going to do with you, hmm?&nbsp; I think I'm going to like this..."&nbsp; Smiling at her, Thomas brushed his fingers through her hair.&nbsp; "And no, I don't have to report in tomorrow.&nbsp; They give me two days off each week, so I don't have to go in tomorrow or the day after unless there's an emergency of some kind.&nbsp; My alternate will be taking care of things for me."&nbsp; Looking at Fay curiously, Thomas's lips curled into a wry smile.&nbsp; "What, pray tell, makes you ask, Fayruz?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 03:25:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay, with all her innocence, didn't really know what to say. "Well..." she blushed, shying away almost completely from what she wanted to do and curled up to him instead. More than anything she wanted to show him how happy he made her, and how grateful she was to have him, but with that smile and those eyes, she couldn't muster up the courage to tell him exactly what she wanted or how she felt. "I... um, I thought maybe..." Face flushing, she laughed nervously before kissing him again and returning to being tucked against his chest and under his neck. <br><br>Now, what was she supposed to do or say? She didn't really know if saying she wanted... that... again, especially so soon. But she was already getting aroused at the thought of it. Her body shuddered in reaction to the heat that pooled only slightly in her core, and she gripped him tightly. She started again, maybe if it was his idea then it would be better? "Since... you can sleep in tomorrow then... you don't have to worry about being too tired and... well... I thought that maybe we could... you know...?" Her lithe form and her pert breasts stroked against his body as she shifted slightly, though without intention, and because she was thinking about the subject she noticed it. "I-i-if you want w-w-we could just go to sleep or... I... wouldn't mind..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 09:04:37</strong>
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				Thomas smiled as Fay pressed herself up against him again.&nbsp; Somehow, he didn't think he would ever get tired of feeling her curled up against him like this.&nbsp; Sensing her , he stroked up and down Fay's back, trying to help her relax.&nbsp; Feeling her lips against his, Thomas returned Fay's kiss and smiled down at her as she mustered up the courage to speak again.&nbsp; Feeling her squirm and shift her position against his body, he realized what it was that she wanted, and he smiled a bit shyly as he found himself getting aroused as well, his erect member pressing lightly against Fayruz's body.<br><br>"I don't think you want to sleep..."&nbsp; Thomas winked as he gently rolled until Fayruz was beneath him once again.&nbsp; Cupping her face in his hands, Thomas pressed his lips to hers, kissing her passionately as his fingers brushed across her cheeks, then through her long hair.&nbsp; Slowly, he let his lips drift down to her neck, kissing across her smooth skin, seeking out the little places that would make Fayruz arch and squirm, trying to learn the contours of her body and what drove her wild.&nbsp; "My God, Fay, you're just beautiful... and you will be even more so once you have gotten some meat on your bones... you will have a glorious appearance to go with your heart."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-10-2008, 04:35:13</strong>
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				Her hands on his shoulders, she let him do as he pleased to her body. But this time she wanted to focus on pleasuring him instead of him pleasuring her. Did this... this kissing her body make him more aroused? She tried to return them the best that she could with the position he had placed them in, making circles with her hands on his shoulderblades. "I sure hope so... I want to be... as beautiful as possible, so that when you look at me... you can't help but desire me and touch me..." she confided this slowly, blushing thought her words. <br><br>She gently guided him back to her so that she could kiss his lips once again, as he had just kissed her, wrestling their tongues together and moving slightly so that their entire bodies rubbed against each other. More than anything she wanted to just experience the sensation, and concentrate on it. As she pulled back, eyes half-lidded and hazy with her love and desire for him, her her hips ground into his to let his member rub against her soft folds. "Tell me what I can do to pleasure you, Thomas..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>31-10-2008, 07:24:24</strong>
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				As Fay gently tugged him up to bring their lips together once, he playfully let his tongue and teeth drag across her skin, caressing her body just as gently as his hands did.&nbsp; Groaning softly into her lips, he pressed himself gently down upon her body to increase the friction of their bare skin sliding over each other.&nbsp; Her words made him smile as he brought his hands up to gently cup and fondle her small breasts, massaging them between his fingers as he thought on her request.<br><br>"Hmmm... well, I think I have one idea..."&nbsp; A playful glint danced in his eyes as he moved to grasp Fay gently by the hips.&nbsp; Keeping her held securely against his body, Thomas slowly rolled until he was the one on his back, with her knees straddling his waist and her folds pressed down against his quickly-growing erection.&nbsp; "I want you to be in control this time, Fay.&nbsp; You dictate how we do this.&nbsp; The speed, how deep I go, how rough or gentle we are with each other.&nbsp; Watching and feeling you do that would make me a very happy man indeed.&nbsp; Just try to be confident in yourself, and do what comes naturally."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-11-2008, 04:25:10</strong>
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				The girl was slightly perplexed at what he was telling her, having been taught the woman being on top was improper in every way, especially her taking the lead in sex. But the principles of man being dominant, especially in bed, was being completely tossed out the door. It was a little hard for her to grasp and she was even more confused in how to do this than before. <br><br>Fay leaned down and kissed him passionately, then lead a trail down his neck and shoulders to his chest. Her lips teased his nipples until they were hard, making sure that her own body was rocking gently against his until she had to move herself down his stomach. She smiled at the trail of hair that lead to his phallus, like a trail guiding her where the important thing was, and she thought it made him look... manly, and so seductive. Nipping along this line first, her hand reached under him to grasp his length, squeezing it gently. It wasn't as hard as she wanted it to be, so she figured she would make sure to pleasure him before putting it inside herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>06-11-2008, 19:36:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas grinned, arching his chest up and out as Fay kissed and nipped at his skin.&nbsp; Stroking her hair, he made it clear that he was well-pleased with what the young woman was doing to him.&nbsp; As she moved down his body, he let out a low groan of satisfaction, closing his eyes as he arched his hips up into the young Arab girl's touch.&nbsp; She did everything so gently... so slowly, and yet she seemed to know exactly what to do to make him incredibly aroused within moments.&nbsp; <br><br>Between Fayruz's fingers, Thomas's shaft quickly grew stiff and swollen with his eagerness, throbbing faintly against her soft skin.&nbsp; Grasping at the back of her head, he smiled and stroked her hair as she kissed across his stomach and down toward his crotch.&nbsp; As she got closer to his hard shaft, he began to gently push her toward it, encouraging her to do what he was sure that she wanted to do for him.&nbsp; "Go on, love... you're doing an amazing job, Fayruz."&nbsp; His cheeks were faintly red as he realized that he was being slightly dominant even now.&nbsp; Somehow, the protectiveness he felt toward her made him want to encourage her any time that he could.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 19:50:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She tilted her head up to smile at him, as her body slid down his and between his legs. Now, one thing she noticed was the way his length felt between her breasts. Her breasts weren't extremely big, but they were at least big enough to squish. If he was right, they would fill out to a nice size once she had some meat on her bones. With a look of determination, she pressed her breasts around his phallus and moved so that it was pumped between them, licking and nipping at the tip when it came close to her face.<br><br>When she felt the urge to pay attention to his testicles also, she scooted back further, taking the shaft in her hand and pushing it up to trail her tongue up the underside along the most protruding vein and down to suckle the soft sack of skin that held his testicles. Her hand, though, did not take any attention off of his length, and her mouth would return to it when it felt dry to wet it for her hand before returning to his scrotum. "Tell me what feels the best, Thomas," she requested softly as her alternate hand kneaded the inside of his muscled thigh. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>19-12-2008, 02:39:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The feel of Fayruz's breasts closing around his hard shaft and beginning to roll and massage over his full length felt absolutely incredible.&nbsp; Thomas had heard of such things before, but he had never imagined that it could feel this good.&nbsp; The warmth and smoothness of their skin rubbing against him was amazing, and he found himself rocking his hips forward to push the tip of his shaft against her lips.<br><br>Reaching to stroke her hair, Thomas watched in wonder as Fayruz shifted position to pay closer attention to his scrotum.&nbsp; Shivering a little as her mouth closed around his skin, he groaned in delight, rocking his hips forward even more as her hand and mouth dragged across his erect shaft.&nbsp; "F-fay, it feels so good right now... I've never..."&nbsp; Shuddering, he closed his eyes and smiled softly.&nbsp; "Just keep doing what you are doing, right now... you have talent."&nbsp; Playing with her hair, his fingers moved down to stroke Fayruz's cheeks, gently urging her to take him into her mouth, if she wished.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>20-12-2008, 04:21:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled softly, knowing just what he wanted when he touched her so, but wasn't sure she wanted to give it to him yet. The thrill of being in control made her grin, not only desiring to pleasure him to the fullest possible but also push her boundaries to the very tip. She suckled the tip of his penis, nipping gently at the hole at the tip, before moving down again. No, she wouldn't take him fully. She could do a better job of that with a different part of her body. Fay loved the way he shuddered and made those husky sounds, wondering if there was a way to make him "cum" without touching his phallus at all. But that was for another time. <br><br>Turning her head, she bit the inside of his thigh, licking the spot afterwards to soothe the hot skin under her lips. It was then when, for the first time since bathing him, she noticed the scars all over his body. However faint, they were present. And even though she wasn't the one to be mean, they caught her fascination away from the task at hand, and her lips started to pay attention to each one they could reach. <br><br>She brought herself back up his body, being led by his scars and paying acute attention to each one, until she was at his neck. Sighing softly, hotly, against his skin, "I think you're ready now," and bringing a foot up use the heel and press his phallus up to the folds of her core until it parted them. Biting back a moan, she slowly drew herself along his shaft, as steady as she could since it was her foot keeping him in place. Even as the tip of him stroked at her heat, she wouldn't grant him entrance. Fay laughed at herself, even as demure and submissive she was natrually, she guessed she could be the vixen in bed if she wanted. The young woman knew as she teased him, it was harder for her to resist burying him inside her and letting him take her as he had before. "Do you want to be inside me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>21-12-2008, 05:28:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas groaned, shuddering as he arched forward into Fayruz's eager, if inexperienced, attentions.&nbsp; His shaft gave a faint pulse as her lips closed around the tip and sucked, making his fingers grasp tightly at her hair as he pushed his hips forward against her lips.&nbsp; The feel of them brushing across his skin was absolutely heavenly.&nbsp; He gasped and groaned as he felt her teeth nip at his bare leg, chuckling as she licked the reddened patch before kissing slowly up his chest.<br><br>By the time Thomas could bring their lips together again, he was as aroused as he could possibly be, rigid and poking at her bare skin as they clung to each other.&nbsp; Fayruz's teasing drove him even more crazy as she began to roll and grind her hips against him, tempting him with the hint of her soft, warm folds.&nbsp; Her core had been so warm, tight, and soft that he wanted nothing more than to be deep inside her once again.&nbsp; The young knight groaned and pulled Fayruz down into a fierce kiss as an answer for her question, his hands guiding her forward so that he could drive his hips upward to thrust into her once again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 23:10:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay had to pull away before he kissed her breathless and senseless, pushing up with her arms so that she could lower herself onto his shaft. This was the part she was the most worried about. She had gotten so tired laying down, she wondered how she would be able to do it this way. And even more so that it was mostly forbidden for females to be the dominant one. Once he was all the way inside her, she sat there for a moment, biting her lip against the ripple of pleasure through her body. She wanted to get used to his girth so it wouldn't be painful. Besides, she risked working him too fast, and she didn't want him to have an orgasm the second he was in her.<br><br>Carefully, she began lifting and impaling herself over and over at a steady, yet awfully slow, pace. Her hands splayed flat on his chest for support, looking downwards with her eyes tightly closed for a majority of the time and then looking up at him with a smile whenever she could muster the strength against the pleasure rocking her core to do so. Her feet hooked under his thighs, which also spread wide. All things to support her better as she tried to pick up the pace. "T-t-thomas, you're much bigger than last time," she panted softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 00:34:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas shivered and arched his hips upward, doing his best to hold back from going too quickly for Fayruz.&nbsp; Smiling at her, he gently held her hips as she began to roll and thrust them forward, her words making him chuckle softly as he nodded agreement.&nbsp; "I think it's because I've gotten so much more aroused this time... the first time around, I'll admit that I was a little nervous..." <br><br>His cheeks flushed slightly at his admission, His hands continuing to stroke her hips softly, encouraging her as best he could, knowing that she wanted to please him.&nbsp; "Take it as slowly as you wish, Fayruz.&nbsp; It feels wonderful, dear one, and I'm enjoying this more than you can imagine."&nbsp; Watching her expression, he was delighted to see how much pleasure he was giving her.&nbsp; Holding her hips, he lent her his own strength for support, gently guiding her movement, letting her focus solely on pleasing herself and him.&nbsp; "You're so beautiful, Fay..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 02:18:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fay moaned softly in reply, leaning down to press kisses to his chest. Thankful for the help with his hands on her hips, she was able to relax into the rhythm and going a little faster. Blushing, her head shook slightly. "Thank you Thomas," she sighed, her eyes peering down at him with a smile sparkling in them. She tried her best to heighten the pace, causing her breasts to bounce slightly with the movement. Fay tried to pay no mind to them but opened her eyes to peer at Thomas to see if he had noticed it at all.<br><br>(sorry so short)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 02:45:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas was mesmerized by how she moved, so confident, even with this being her first time really being in control.&nbsp; Fay was just stunning to him... even with her body ravaged by malnutrition, she had beauty, and he was determined to nurse her to health and show her the woman that she could become.&nbsp; He would be the happiest man in Acre if she came to believe in herself and how strong a person she could be.&nbsp; As she sped up, he couldn't help it as his gaze was drawn to her bouncing chest.&nbsp; Her expression was priceless as well, the shy smile on her lips as she watched him to see if he liked what was happening with her body.<br><br>Chuckling softly, Thomas tugged Fayruz down, kissing her deeply as she continued to move on top of him, aiding him in driving his hard shaft into her body.&nbsp; "It's wonderful, Fay... you're doing beautifully, just keep doing it... I want you to enjoy this too, not just work to please me all the time."&nbsp; Reaching up to caress the Arab girl's cheek, Thomas smiled warmly, his eyes shining with affection for her.&nbsp; A moan erupted from his throat as his eyes clenched shut as she rocked forward, driving him especially deep into her.&nbsp; "Oh God, Fay... I'm going to cum soon if you keep this up..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 04:11:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling girlishly, her eyes turned away when he looked up at her from watching her breasts, working harder to speed up even more, rocking forward as she moved up and pressing herself to him to stroke that special place he had before. When he pulled her down, she kissed him in return, and once he pulled away her lips traveled to his neck where her face buried while she moaned for him. "I-I do enjoy it," she gasped out between panting and squeaking when he would thrust hard and go in further than before. Her little body shuddered on top of him, not able to keep up with him anymore, she pushed her bottom back and down slightly, so that it would be easier for him to thrust up into her. Her lips closed over his adams apple, sucking lightly, before nipping a trail back to the apex of his neck and shoulder. "I think that's good, right? Mmmm," her voice was gentle, purring. "Harder, Thomas."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 04:42:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas shuddered, smiling as he did his best to grant Fay's request, his hips rolling and thrusting upward to drive as fast and deep as he could.&nbsp; Her little body seemed so light as he literally was able to lift and bounce her up and down to aid in his penetration.&nbsp; Not enough to really jostle her around, only to help him in really making this intense for his... his betrothed.&nbsp; Yes, that was what this beautiful girl was to him now.&nbsp; She was his betrothed... the woman he loved, and whom he would protect with his very life if it became necessary.<br><br>Almost too soon, he was on the verge of his climax.&nbsp; Arching his back, Thomas cried out and tightened his grip around Fay's body, pressing her to his powerful chest as he lost the battle and went over the edge.&nbsp; With a series of spurts, his seed pumped into Fay's body, quite possibly impregnating her at that very moment as they clung to each other in the heated bliss of their first coupling.&nbsp; Thomas's chest rose and fell in deep pants as he groaned and kissed at his love's neck and shoulders, rubbing her bare back.&nbsp; "F-fayruz... my precious one..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 05:03:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Fay felt him take over, it was only a few moments of his fierce, strong thrusts to make her whimper and cling to him. Her body tensed when she felt him release his warm, hot seed inside her, and maybe it was this knowledge and the intense pleasure coming together at once that really brought her to the point of crying out his name and shaking against his chest as she too climaxed. Her nails dug into his skin, her toes curled into the sheets, and however it happened there was just the light and satisfied feeling that dropped over her like a blanket when it was over. <br><br>It was mere seconds before she felt him kissing her, stroking her skin as if he was trying to soothe the flames of passion away. She was panting also, having a very difficult time relieving the burning in her lungs. How long she did hold her breath? Trembling every few seconds in the aftermath of their lovemaking, she hummed in reply to his words. "I love you, Thomas," she sighed, once she was finally able to get enough air in her lungs to speak. And soon she had relaxed until she was merely laying on him, curling around his body and squirming to find a spot most suited for sleeping (without detaching herself from him. Why would she do that?). "It would be perfect if I became with child tonight...." she sighed to him softly, grinning from ear to ear at the thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 06:10:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Thomas smiled tiredly as he felt Fayruz squirming and adjusting to settle herself more comfortably in his arms, his arms encircling her instinctively as she pressed herself against his body.&nbsp; Her words made his heart seem to swell with happiness, his lips seeking hers for one last, tender kiss.&nbsp; "I love you too, Fay... I'll never let you be alone again.&nbsp; I promise.&nbsp; You won't ever have to live completely on your own again."<br><br>Feeling her curl up against him, Thomas felt a new surge of protectiveness for this young girl who had come into his life and stolen away his heart.&nbsp; He couldn't be any happier than he was at this moment.&nbsp; "Honestly, Fay, I don't know if your body could handle a baby right now.&nbsp; You're so under-fed, the stress may be too much."&nbsp; Nuzzling her cheek, he continued to speak quietly as he began to feel the tiredness that was long-coming.&nbsp; "If you do conceive, I will do my best to nurse you back to health and ensure that you may have our child... and if you do not conceive... well, we'll have plenty of time to try again in the future."&nbsp; Grinning, he tucked her in close, stroking Fay's hair as he lay with her.&nbsp; "You'll be my wife... and we'll have our family together."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 18:03:08</strong>
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				She nodded, knowing he was right. She was severely underfed after all. Fay leaned up and into his hand before relaxing completely against his arm. With a cat-like purr, her eyes closed and her body relaxed in ways she never thought it could. "Thank you..." she didn't know what else to say, and besides, her exhaustion had in sleeping in seconds.<br><br>(sorry so slow and short I've been really busy and... yeah... &gt;.&lt;)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 18:34:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(Don't worry about it, Kyou.&nbsp; *snugs*&nbsp; I understand completely.)<br><br>As Fay relaxed against him, Thomas brought her close, closing his eyes and beginning to fall asleep himself.&nbsp; Her words made him smile, and as she drifted off, he planted a gentle kiss to her forehead.&nbsp; "It's my pleasure, Fay... welcome home."&nbsp; Cradling her against his chest, he brought the covers up to more completely cover them both, warding off the night's chill as they both fell into a deep sleep.&nbsp; <br><br>The next thing Thomas knew, he was awoken by sunlight streaming in through the bedchamber's window.&nbsp; Smiling to himself, he stretched out slowly, careful not to disturb Fay from her rest on top of his chest.&nbsp; After traveling around the room for a minute, his gaze returned to his... she was his fiance now, right?&nbsp; Betrothed?&nbsp; Whatever they were called, he knew that she was his just as he was hers, and he wasn't going to let that come to an end.&nbsp; Brushing his fingers through Fayruz's long hair, he brought his lips to her cheek, whispering softly in her ear.&nbsp; "Fayruz... precious one, it's morning... if you want, you can keep sleeping, but I'm going to get up and make some breakfast for us both, alright?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 02:58:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(another bout of "oh imma reply tomorrow!" and not getting around to it. Im so sorry! imma try to be better about this!)<br><br>Fay blinked at him for a moment, and smiled gently. He wanted to make breakfast? That was new... no one had ever made breakfast for her before. Besides having a night of the most comfortable sleep ever, in a soft bed protected by strong arms, she was actually hungry for the first time in years. It was probably because he had been wanting her to eat. Actually, she felt like she could eat a horse! It was like... she hadnt eaten in so long she didnt know what it felt like to be hungry. "Thomas..." she sighed softly in reply, and reached up to touch his face. "You mustn't... it's my job to cook and clean around here. If you really want to cook, I am not denying you the right... but..." she blinked at him blearily, not really knowing what to say and closing her eyes tight against the sunlight.<br><br>All at once she began to get up, only now noticing she was still naked, and promptly covered herself with the blanket. Blushing, her head turned down and she watched him through her eyelashes, hoping he would not take offense to her hiding himself. It unnerved her... for him to look at her that way, those eyes piercing her soul and gazing only at who she really was - who she could be. She felt so young and naive under his gaze, hence her slight embarrassment. "I'd gladly make breakfast if you want..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 23:09:51</strong>
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				(Hehe, aww, don't worry about it, Kyou.&nbsp; Really. :)&nbsp; You're just fine.)<br><br>Thomas smiled warmly as he watched Fay squirm and blush once she remembered her nakedness.&nbsp; Her modesty was quite adorable to him, and he couldn't help but reach out to stroke her cheek as she looked up at him.&nbsp; "Not this morning, it isn't.&nbsp; I want to do this for you, last night was really special for me and I want to repay that to you, even if it's just in some little way."&nbsp; Leaning in to kiss her, Thomas let their lips dance over each other for a moment before pulling away again with a smile.&nbsp; "I want you to relax this morning.&nbsp; After all..."<br><br>Thomas's cheeks turned red as he looked down.&nbsp; "I took your virginity last night... I want to give back somehow."&nbsp; He smiled sheepishly, looking up again.&nbsp; "What would you like?&nbsp; I stocked up on all sorts of breads and meats, and we also have some fruit.&nbsp; There should be some nice hot coals left over from cooking last night, so anything you want will not be a big deal at all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>23-05-2009, 20:26:13</strong>
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				Fay turned away as she blushed, feeling defined by her name more and more everytime he looked at her and spoke to her. "It was your first time also, wasn't it Thomas?" she asked, for the moment ignoring his question. "So should I give you something in return, too? I mean... is it customary for those of your homeland to give something to the wife when the husband takes her virginity, then?" her eyes turned back up to him and she smiled shyly, hands fisting into the sheet more. "I have nothing to give you..." her golden eyes looked sad when she realized this, turning into watery pools threatening to spill with her heightened emotions.<br><br>Thomas smiled kindly, moving to bring Fayruz into his arms and pressing his lips to her forehead sweetly.&nbsp; "Fay, it's okay.&nbsp; I do not expect anything in return from you.&nbsp; How can you say you have nothing to give when you have already given me a wonderful gift.&nbsp; You do not need to give of yourself any more than you already have." <br><br>Smiling at his lover... no... fiancee, Thomas brought his hand up to lightly brush through Fayruz's soft, smooth hair.&nbsp; It was still amazing to him how there could be such a beautiful woman in the world, and more so that she loved him just as he loved her.&nbsp; Leaning in to press his lips to her, Thomas pulled back a little to murmur against her skin.&nbsp; "No tears now, dear one... no tears, Fay." <br><br>She nodded, just barely moving her head, and closed her eyes to fend off the tears he assured her there was no need to shed. "Only if you're sure..." she whispered softly, bringing one hand forward to slid against his face and trace his lips, observing his face like someone blind. Her fingertips gently proded his lips, massaging over his cheeks to carefully skim his eyes and stop finally at his forehead. He frequently kissed her forehead, and she wondered what was so special about that area. She tried to feel the energy she knew was inside him, but couldn't, and feared slightly that the connection wasn't strong enough... she was awefully nervous though, that would also explain why. "I think french toast would be delightful." she opened her eyes finally to smile at him, then dropping her hand to his shoulder, leaned forward to kiss him.<br><br>Thomas smiled, playfully kissing and nuzzling into Fayruz's wandering touch, his own hands resting upon her hips and stroking her skin.&nbsp; "French Toast it is, then.&nbsp; I'll get started on it right away for you, then."&nbsp; Giving Fay one last kiss and hug, Thomas then slipped out of bed and headed over toward his wardrobe.<br><br>In the process of doing that, he gave Fayruz an unobstructed view of his back, shoulders, and behind, all of them lean and muscled from his military training.&nbsp; In her mind, she might even say that the knight had a "cute" butt.&nbsp; Pulling on his robes, Thomas smiled over his shoulder one last time.&nbsp; "Stay in our bed for as long as you like, Fay.&nbsp; I'm giving you the day off from any chores, so just enjoy yourself."&nbsp; Winking at her roguishly, Thomas then headed out to the kitchen to begin the meal preparations.<br><br>Flushed and flustered from the slightest touch, kiss, and winking, Fay almost hid immediately when he got up and displayed himself to her eyes. She didn't want him to see the fire in her eyes. It was still improper for a woman to show too much desire for a man, whether married or not. And they weren't even married yet. She wondered absently about the process of getting married they needed to go through before it was offical. She took her time getting out of the bed and didn't really gather herself until she smelled the food cooking in the kitchen. The thin white sheet was wrapped about her small form as well as she could manage before she ventured out into the kitchen to sample the meal Thomas had made special for her. Her eyes shown with appreciation, a smile present on her lips.<br><br>"It smells amazing in here. You said you weren't a good cook." Her eyes peered at him playfully through her long eyelashes, her lips spreading into a bigger grin. "You lied, Thomas," she continued with some accusation in her voice, laughing at the same time.<br><br>Turning to look over his shoulder as Fayruz emerged, Thomas smiled warmly at her as she walked toward him, his cheeks warming as she moved to kiss him.&nbsp; Her appearance took his breath away... she just looked so demure and innocent.&nbsp; It was quite attractive to him, and it showed through his expression as he looked down at her, her comment making him laugh.&nbsp; "Hey, I never said I was a bad cook, I just said you put me to shame in that area."&nbsp; Smiling, he let his hand brush across her shoulders before he turned back to the griddle.&nbsp; The wood fire beneath the thin metal surface made the slices of bread sizzle as he flipped the battered pieces over. <br><br>"Is there anything else you want with this?&nbsp; There's fresh fruit in the cool box if you'd like.&nbsp; I believe there's oranges and dates, bananas too." <br><br>Her eyebrows raised at him for a moment, and her amusement shone in the golden flecks tracing her eyes. She shuffled herself over to the cool box and opened it, taking out a banana and after closing the box ventured over to the drawers that held the knives. Then she went over to the table and peeled it, chopping it into pieces. "I will put it on top of my toast," she informed him in her light voice. Gathering the peices onto a plate, she sat it near him so that he could put the toast on it, and went to warm the syrup. "Since you don't need to go to the garrison today, what do you think we shall do today?"<br><br>As he puts the two slices of french toast on their respective plates, Thomas speaks over his shoulder.&nbsp; "Well, I was thinking that, first of all, we should go to the market and get you some new clothes.&nbsp; You need things that are properly fit, not baggy and a tripping hazard."&nbsp; Chuckling, he continues as he moves to put the plates on the table, then goes to help Fayruz with the syrup and getting their glasses of water.&nbsp; "After that, if we've got time before your belly-dancing lesson, we can head to the fort, introduce you to my men.&nbsp; After all, you'll probably be seeing a lot of them out in the city, and it will be good for you to know who your friends are."<br><br>Giving her a kiss on the cheek, Thomas curls an arm around Fay's waist as they move back toward the table.&nbsp; "I want to spoil you a bit today, get you some very nice things.&nbsp; Make you feel as beautiful as I think you are."<br><br>"I'm sure it would be easier for me to be by myself in the city, if all of the guards knew who I was and that I belong to you..." she smiled and nodded at the suggestion, but unable to kick the habit so soon, she gathered his silverware and prepared his food for him before she even touched her own food, waiting for him to sit before she did, and waited patiently until he began to eat to do anything else. "I can make my own clothing... I bought a bolt of white fabric... I forgot to tell you. So there is no real need to buy me clothing... I would hate for you to waste money on me, that kind of thing is valueable." Her head bowed slightly and she watching his expression through her eyelashes, making sure not to make eyecontact if he got upset. "Oh, and the slave came to deliver my things, but it seems they were picked off by the other female slaves first. The only things returned to me was my mother's trinket box and shawl."<br><br>Smiling and shaking his head, Thomas reached across the table to take Fay's hand in his, lifting it to his lips and kissing her fingers.&nbsp; "Listen to me... I won't be wasting my money, Fay. You're not just my slave anymore, you're much more than that."&nbsp; Smiling reassuringly, he moved his hand up to stroke her cheek.&nbsp; "If you insist, I'll only get you one outfit... but I'm firm on that.&nbsp; I want to buy you something nice, something you'll be proud to wear."<br><br>Letting her go, Thomas returned his attentions to the food, taking another bite, chewing, and swallowing.&nbsp; Taking a moment to savor the taste of the dish, he speaks up again.&nbsp; "Besides... the outfit I have in mind isn't white."&nbsp; Grinning mischievously, he decides to let her figure that out on her own if she likes.&nbsp; "If I may ask, what sorts of things are in your mother's box?&nbsp; You've mentioned it before, but I don't believe you've ever said exactly what the trinkets are."<br><br>Her head shook slightly, entraced by his touch and the gentle gestures he makes as he kisses her fingers. Her cheeks heat when his fingers brush against her face, and when he moved away she quickly turned back to eating her breakfast with a flustered expression. "I... I know, Thomas," she answered meekly. She knew secretly she wanted many new things, many things to make her look beautiful so he would be proud to look at her and proud to show her off to his friends. "I have never had anything new before..." she confided softly, embarrassed. "I... I..." she stopped, trying to gather her thoughts first. "I feel as if this is a dream. I couldn't possibly imagine spending money on myself unless I absolutely needed it. I guess I need clothing but when I can sew well enough to make a simple dress..." her head shook and her head came back up to look at him. "I will let you decide what you buy me, because it is your money and if you believe I need and deserve those things, it is not my place to question it." It seemed she was being stern with herself when she was speaking, her chin setting hard and cletching her teeth together for a moment like an intense pain had just run though her.<br><br>"My mother's box has her wedding ring in it, and my grandmother's necklace. It's just a band, and the necklace just an opal on a chain... nothing anyone ever thought was worth enough to try to steal, but it's the only thing I have left of her."<br><br><br>Her reaction did not go un-noticed, and Thomas smiled to himself while Fay tried to explain herself.&nbsp; It was just so adorable to him, and he found it quite endearing when the poor girl stammered, blushing as she tried to express her opinions.&nbsp; "I understand being frugal, and I think that's a wonderful thing that you would make your own clothes.&nbsp; By all means, do so.&nbsp; I just want to buy you one nice outfit that you can just enjoy without having to make it."<br><br>The knight listened closely to Fay's explanation about her mother's trinkets, smiling a bit sadly.&nbsp; "I wish I had something like that, honestly.&nbsp; My mother died a few years ago, and she was always dear to me.&nbsp; My father was a drunk and pretty much non-existent, so she was the one who looked after me."<br><br>She nodded silently, not wanting to tell him the rest. She's wasn't that good at making dresses on her own - in fact, she had never done so before. The other slaves always helped her to make a new dress when hers ripped or something. And, well, she wanted very badly to have many new dresses. If he thought she would be beautiful in something, she wanted to wear it for him. But she kept her thoughts to herself and finished her food, content with listening to him repond about his mother. "What was your mother like?"<br><br>Thomas smiled a bit wistfully, his eyes taking on a far-off look as he drew up the old memories, taking one more bite of his food before he spoke up.&nbsp; "Well, she was very humble.&nbsp; We never had very much as I grew up, at least not by the standards of the other nobility.&nbsp; I remember how happy she was when I got chosen to go into training to become a knight.&nbsp; I think that a part of her wanted me to make more of a name for myself than my father did, in spite of his success."<br><br>"We lived comfortably enough, in a small estate in the countryside.&nbsp; My father may have been a drunkard, but he had a position in the local government which gave us enough to live on.&nbsp; I helped my mother and the hired labor with our small farm fields before I went off to become a squire.&nbsp; By the time I became a knight, her health was failing, and it was harder and harder for her to run the property.&nbsp; After she died... well, my father had disappeared completely by that point, so I rented out the property while I'm here on the Crusade.&nbsp; I'll probably go back to living there when this is all over."<br><br>Looking at Fayruz again, Thomas smiled, reaching out to take the young woman's hand in his.&nbsp; "She would have liked you a lot, Fay... she was always bothering me about finding a nice girl to settle down with and raise a family.&nbsp; You might not be Irish, but my mother was always very open-minded.&nbsp; She would have been happy to meet you."<br><br>Fay hadn't thought of the consequenses of an interracial marriage until he had mentioned she wasn't the same nationality as his mother. She looked down at his hand on hers, placing her fork on her empty plate, and stood to come around and sit on his lap. The hand he had touched her with became the center of her attention,&nbsp; tracing each scar and dimple with her fingertips. "So, your father was a successful man, but he abadoned his wife and children?" Her brow furrowed at the thought. "It seems our cultures are so different. Here... here many wives and lots of beautiful children are a man's success, because he has the means to afford taking care of so many in his household. The men that can treat each wife with as much love&nbsp; and care as the others is the one that prevails, for the love of his children will come through the love of the mother..." Her head shook. "It seems your country doesn't value family. But other than that, what else is there?" Her eyes turned up to look into his, curiosity in her eyes, if not sorrow on her face. "Is military stature more important than the love of a wife and children in your country?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Clash of Worlds (Aviationrox and Kyou)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>23-05-2009, 20:38:05</strong>
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				Thomas smiled, watching as Fay brushed her fingers over the contours of his hand.&nbsp; Indeed, there were many small nicks and tiny scars there, most of them from training mishaps and over-reaching during a sparring match at the barracks.&nbsp; Her ability to be so gentle still amazed him, and he spoke quietly, careful not to move and disturb her from her touches.&nbsp; "Well... my father wasn't exactly the most loving family man.&nbsp; He married my mother out of convenience, to bolster his social position and increase his wealth.&nbsp; Maybe he liked her, but I doubt that he truly loved her.&nbsp; The only thing that matters to most men in Europe is social status... wealth and privilege.&nbsp; Most of the time, getting married is just a means to an end, and the wife just a tool to get there."<br><br>Thomas's tone became a bit more bitter as he continued, though it was not out of anger toward her, but rather toward the man he was talking about.&nbsp; "It disgusts me that men in my homeland think like that, and my father was no different.&nbsp; To him, he only saw me as an heir.&nbsp; A bargaining chip.&nbsp; An asset with which he could bring in more power and wealth to his family.&nbsp; You see, in Europe, having a legitimate son is *everything* to nobles.&nbsp; Without one, they cannot pass on their titles or property, and thus cannot continue their family lineage.&nbsp; The family name would disappear."&nbsp; Blowing out a long sigh, Thomas reached up to gently brush Fay's hair with his fingertips.&nbsp; "My sensibilities are much more like what you've said.&nbsp; Wealth... prestige... that doesn't matter to me, really, as long as I can support my wife and any children we have together.&nbsp; Part of me wants to just avoid all of that.&nbsp; Stay here, build a life here in the Holy Land... but then, I'd be abandoning my family back home.&nbsp; Meeting you... being with you... well, that's a pretty powerful reason for me to stay."<br><br>She finally looked up from his hand to look at his face. "When you return home, will I have to stay here?" Fay asked this seriously, with a very distraught look on her face. She really didnt want to loose him, especially not because she was from Acre. Especially since if when he returned to Europe he had to marry some other woman because of her wealth or stature like other men were supposed to from his homeland. It was awkward for her to think that it was the exact opposite was in his homeland, since men paid the dowry to the woman's father and was really loosing all they had in order to have this wife, not the other way around. And since she could not bring any kind of wealth with her, she really had no use to him.<br><br>"Fay..."&nbsp; Thomas brought her into his arms, enfolding her in his embrace as his lips brushed the top of her head.&nbsp; "No, I would not make you stay here alone... in fact, I would love to just drop everything and stay here with you."&nbsp; Cupping her chin in his fingers, Thomas lifted the young woman's gaze to his, smiling reassuringly as he strokes her skin.&nbsp; "I am not my father... I will not marry just for the sake of helping myself.&nbsp; When I ask a woman to marry me, it will mean that I love her, and only her.&nbsp; And right now..."<br><br>Grinning shyly, Thomas let one hand move down to give Fay's behind a light squeeze.&nbsp; "The woman whom I love is you."<br><br>Fae eeped softly, her hands flying to his shoulders to support herself as if she was going to fall off his lap. "Thomas!" she scolded softly, blushing profusely. Leaning forward, she pressed their lips together, letting the kiss linger a moment before pulling away. "Thank you..." she nuzzled him gently, her cheek against his face before laying into him and resting her head on his shoulder. She was so happy she couldn't fathom anything making her sad ever again. All she had wanted was a master who didn't beat her, and she got him instead! She never once thought she would be loved by someone, or if that was even possible, in the first place.&nbsp; She sat there, not wanting to move for the moment, tangling her hands in his robe and sighing with contentment.<br><br>Thomas chuckled lightly into the kiss, bringing his hand up to hold the back of Fae's head, helping to support her as she squirmed and wriggled on his lap before settling down again.&nbsp; Her words made the young knight smile broadly, Thomas's fingers moving up to touch her cheek as Fae laid her head against his shoulder.&nbsp; "You're more than welcome, Fae... I couldn't have lived with myself if I had left you with your old master." <br><br>Looking at her fondly, he couldn't help but feel even more protective of her than before.&nbsp; Tucking her in against his chest, securing her in his arms, Thomas leaned in to kiss her hair softly, murmuring against her as he did so.&nbsp; "I bet you were not expecting this, right?&nbsp; I guess slaves don't expect to be freed, much less by some Irish knight..."<br><br>She giggled softly, shaking her head. "Not in a million years!" She pulled back slightly to nuzzle her nose against his, laughing again. "We have many things to do today, do you think we should prepare to leave now?" Her eyes twinkled up at him, excited to be out in the world and doing things without the whip on her tail all the time for looking at someone the wrong way or saying the wrong thing. And the prospect of getting something new, even if it was only one new thing, was astounding to her. Was he going to pick it out for her? Would she have a chance to pick out something she liked? Everything was so fresh and new to the girl she was almost bouncing with excitement.<br><br>Thomas lightly brushed his hand through Fae's hair as he nodded, her excitement making him smile broadly as he watched her.&nbsp; "Sure, let's get ready.&nbsp; You can go ahead and get changed, I'll take care of all of these dishes, alright?"&nbsp; Gently helping her up off his lap, Thomas tugged Fae close, kissing her once more, giving her a slight taste of the feelings he had for her. <br><br>Once again, Thomas was enraptured by the girl's simple, but elegant beauty.&nbsp; His lips moved to press against hers one more time, then her forehead as well before he pulled back.&nbsp; Touching her cheek, he smile done last time, tracing his thumb over her skin before turning her around and patting her playfully on her behind to start her on her way.&nbsp; "Go on, I'll be there in a minute."<br><br>A little squeak came out of Fae when he patted her backside, and she hobbled off to his bedroom in order to find the dress she had and slip into it. Then she went into the bathroom in order to wash her face, patting her shoulders and chest, and then trying to make her hair into some kind of heap of curls that would be somehow presentable. She used a strip of cloth to pull the long curls back into a ponytail at the base of her neck, while several of the shorter curls hung about her face.<br><br>Then she went to find Thomas in the kitchen, since he was taking care of the dishes. She had never even thought someone would ever do the dishes in order for her to feel comfort before. It was... an astounding concept. "T-t-thank you, Thomas."<br><br>Thomas made short work of the dishes, the familiar clink and clatter of the plates coming from the kitchen as Fae busied herself with getting ready.&nbsp; The knight was amused by how Fae had been so surprised that he wanted to help her with the mundane household tasks, and he really didn't mind.&nbsp; Honestly, it felt good to do these types of things for someone else.<br><br>By the time Fae had returned from the bedroom, Thomas was just finishing up the dishes, drying his hands on the towel before hanging it on its proper peg.&nbsp; Turning toward her as she spoke, he was once again stunned by how pretty she looked, even with such simple garb.&nbsp; Grinning, he brought her into a warm embrace, speaking.&nbsp; "Thank you for what, Fae?&nbsp; I'm just doing my part around here, you shouldn't feel like you have to do everything."<br><br>A deep blush formed on her cheeks with the words of his slight rebuke. She had always needed to do all of the housework, even male slaves were not designated to do that kind of work for it was always seen as the female's job. "W-w-w-well..." she stuttered and then sighed with exasperation. It was always so hard for her to express, to understand, the ways he had about him. And yet, it was worth the effort because they loved each other. "I..." her head shook and her hands fisted into his robe, laying her head on his chest. "I am just not used to it, that is all." Giggling softly, she tried to expel the nervousness. "Shall I assist you with getting ready to head out for the day?"<br><br>Thomas gently embraced Fae, holding her against his chest as he walked with her toward their bedroom.&nbsp; "Fayruz, listen to me... we are equal in this, and I'm not going to make you do any work which I would not share in as well."&nbsp; Smiling, he pats her behind again, trying to soothe her as best he could.&nbsp; "If in public, though, you insist on being submissive, I will not stop you.&nbsp; I know it is part of your culture, and I do not want you to be embarrassed.<br><br>Her offer made the knight smile, and he nodded as he removed his bedrobes, leaving nothing covering his body except for his boxer-briefs, his muscles and toned form on display.&nbsp; "Yes, you may help, dear one."<br><br>Fay stood on the tips of her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck to bring him down to kiss her, slow and deep, leaning her small frame against his much larger one. When she finally pulled away, she pressed her lips to his jawline, whispering how much she loved him against his skin. There was a moment where she just held him before pulling away to find him a casual shirt and pair of pants.<br><br>Once she had done that, she handed his clothing to him, then went in search of his socks and shoes. It was awkward, she hadn't seen him in casual garb fit to be worn outside the home as of yet, so she didn't know what to pick. And in her mind, there was the faint thought that it was a shame he was putting clothing on at all. She blushed at her inappropriate thoughts, and didn't face him to hide her cheeks. "What else do you normally wear?"<br>Thomas laughed, bending down willingly as Fae tugged at him, pulling him into a kiss as he wrapped his arms lightly around her.&nbsp; More than anything, he wanted her to feel secure when she was with him, and he smiled to himself as he heard Fae's whispered words against his skin.&nbsp; "And I love you, Fae.&nbsp; And that's not going to change."<br><br>Watching as Fae bustled around the room, Thomas couldn't help but admire how she could pick out clothing for him that was almost exactly what he had been thinking of.&nbsp; Taking what she offers, he quickly dresses before sitting down on the bed to pull on his socks and shoes.&nbsp; "I think that this should do it, Fae.&nbsp; When I'm not wearing my armor and uniform, I prefer to wear what's comfortable."&nbsp; Noticing the hints of her blushing, Thomas smiled, reaching up to grasp Fae by the waist and pull her back into his lap.&nbsp; "You're the one who should have an opinion, since you're looking at me."<br>
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