Tremble [Sho and Saerra]
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				Title: <strong>Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 05:18:53</strong>
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				The sunset was absolutely beautiful today. It spilled over the wide veranda stretching along the length of his room, spilling delicate rose patterns from the carved wood and gold balcony spiraling off around the building, mostly sequestered for his own personal use. The windows had been thrown wide open to let the unusually fresh air in; usually they had to filter everything because the city stank of poverty. Today, though, was that lazy, heady transition between spring and summer. The air was heavy, lush, scented with freshly blooming flowers (thanks to the peonies he'd told the fools of gardeners to use to replace the hideous pansies his lover's last whore had had). A few bumblebees lingered along the bushes that spilled over the doorframe at the edges just the slightest bit, creating a sort of leafy bower where he hadn't had them trimmed back.<br><br>Bai lounged on his day-bed, turning a bit and yawning. It was time to get up from his nap, he supposed. He stood, a lush fox fur sliding from his lap to the ground. A servant scuttled forwards to grab it so Bai didn't step on it, keeping his eyes carefully tipped away from the concubine.<br><br>Bai smiled; he knew that the servants looked at him when they thought he didn't see, but he didn't say anything.<br><br>He was naked, utterly naked, and the air felt glorious sliding over his skin.<br><br>He trailed over to a set of heavily embroidered doors and two more servants came to slide them open, allowing him to pass through before sliding them shut. For the evening, when he hoped to see his lover, he chose a relatively modest black robe that resembled a kimono. He put on the requisite under-robes, with the edges of red silk collars and gold ones beneath that peeking from beneath the blackness. He had a servant belt the robe tightly with an obi of heavy, embroidered gold silk that matched the sweeping maple trees on his outer kimono. He needed a servant to help him secure it in the back, though, properly. He gently nudged a servant who had fallen asleep and she jumped up, apologizing profusely, but he waved his hand to show that he wouldn't have her beaten for dozing off. She worked long hours, he knew, and was otherwise good at her job.<br><br>He ran his delicate white hands down his front slowly, reveling in the feel of the silk. He wasn't so unreasonable, he thought. He was kind to the servants at least - the other whores were another thing entirely.<br><br>They were stealing his time with his lover, with the one man he cared for.<br><br>He frowned.<br><br>He'd deal with them later - particularly Posey, who had been getting so close to his lover. She'd have to go. He'd heard that she was unfaithful, sleeping with the servants like a common whore. He had had servants tell him that they'd seen her cavorting with the guards meant to keep the riff-raff out. He sighed, turning. His robe was cute slim to fit his body perfectly, modestly displaying the curve of what was centuries of careful breeding to produce the perfect backside. He smiled, skin white as snow, unmarked. <br><br>The room was full of priceless robes, beautiful furniture, gems.<br><br>His family had been Asian somewhere along the line and they kept their Japanese roots to an extent, but they had interbred to become even more beautiful (or so his mother had once told him). He'd never met his true father, only his mother's keeper.<br><br>He allowed a servant to pull his hair back into a sleek ponytail tied with a navy silk tie, down to his shoulderblades. His eyes were an icy grey-blue, hair black as a raven's wing, cheekbones high and proud, with a sprinkling of silvery freckles that added a delightfully innocent touch. His lips were a cupids bow and he gave himself a seductive little smile. He tugged the robes a bit, letting a flash of ankle show.<br><br>He sighed, wondering if he should bathe, or wait for his lover to come to the room. He did want to talk to him about Posey.<br><br>He had a servant light a pipe of opium for him, a long, elegant pipe inlaid with jade and diamonds and gold. He took a few breaths and let the smoke spiral over his lips. His pupils dilated, his shoulders relaxed, and he stood a bit straighter. Worse of all, he told himself, he'd been told that Posey had been telling his lover that his addiction to opium was harmful. He snarled, unable to stop himself, then got himself under control. He took in a soft breath. He'd deal with her when he saw his lover, he decided.<br><br>He trailed out onto the balcony, sunlight lighting his face. He didn't look down - he didn't want to see the poor or the starving milling below - he merely let the wind ruffle his hair slightly. He let it out, dropping the silk tie to his side, watching as a servant rushed up to get it. He handed them the opium pipe and settled atop a giant chair carved in the shape of a flower, out of black marble. There were rich gold pillows in it, and he sat in the center like a fairy in his kingdom. A faint haze of opium, purplish and delicate, hung in the air, scenting it lightly. It was a pretty little picture, though he didn't realize it. He wanted to see his lover. He smiled , and it lit his whole face, thinking of him.<br><br>He'd been surprised to discover the depth of his feelings towards the other man. After years of training, and then his own brave leap to be a proper courtesan instead of a common whore like many of his family members, he'd ended up in a situation he'd never dreamed of. <br><br>And he'd be damned if he was going to let it go without dragging the whole house down around him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>18-06-2010, 01:59:54</strong>
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				The beauty of the day ending was not being registered by the man on and around whom the last petals of blossoms from the tall trees along the street were playing.<br>Golden brown, nearly yellow eyes, only scouted the pavement before him, ignoring all other details. It was even a question if he really did see the pavement, as his gaze seemed to be directed inwards. The more observant passerby would have noticed the tension in the man. But who paid heed these days to small telltale signs as a clenched jaw and shoulders held stiffly up?<br><br>Two guards, each on either side of the main entrance to his lofty estate, sprang to attention, saluting for the man who but nodded once at them.<br>Never let known your inner most thoughts to those who are staff. It's bad for morale and would lead them to think for their own.<br>House Mieczyslaw had not grown successful listening to the ponderings of the commen man, so there would be no reason for Kacper to start such foolishness now.<br><br>Inside, in the confines of his own home, he allowed himself to exhale slowly, releasing at least somewhat of the tension to be able to open his hands that had been fists from the moment he had left the meeting.<br><br>Things had not gone smoothly.<br><br>Keeping put, he allowed Bernard to remove his long Kashmir coat and fold it over his arm. The near yellow eyes wandered for a moment through the hall, stopping to glance at his reflection in the mirror of an elegant mahogany sideboard.<br>Even the stress he was under didn't taint his natural attractive features. Sure, his eyes were smoldering with fire where it was more common to see ice there. But his natural tan was not faded, there were no tension lines to his face. His goatee was neatly kept and even his waist long auburn hair, tied back in a low ponytail, was resembling silk in it's shine and luster.<br><br>Bernard coughed softly, politely, into his hand. His way of trying to inform he wished to speak. As the head of household he was left with some liberties. He was allowed to speak his mind in matters the rest of the staff could not even dream of.<br><br>"With your permission, Lord Mieczyslaw. Lady Mieczyslaw has send word she will be arriving shortly and has requested rooms to be made available."<br><br>The reflection in the mirror tensed, jaws clenching so tightly a few muscles were clearly noticeable in the face staring back at Kacper.<br><em>'Mother must have heard allready. Bad new always travels too fast..'</em><br>Tearing his attention from the mirror, he nodded at Bernard, acknowledging he had heard him.<br>"See to it that her stay is comfortable. Prepare the blue suite."<br><br>Without a word, the tall, well dressed man turned on his heels and wandered from the hallway. His mind's wanderings were guiding his feet and he had no real destination as he but followed this ill-advising source of direction.<br><br>The meeting had not gone well. The Van Der Bergs were going to retract their interest, he was sure of it. Somewhere along the line he had lost them, and he had no idea just how that had occurred.<br>Without the Van Der Bergs, the deal would be lost. He couldn't count on the other two parties. They were fickle at best, and fickle parties made for unpredictable patterns in business deals.<br><br>A door suddenly was in front of his feet, a servant girl rushed to open it for him. Kacper had no idea where his feet had taken him, but when he saw just which interior revealed itself to him as the obstruction was removed, he sighed quietly.<br>Of course his feet would direct him to his newest addition to his little collection. A much treasured and oh so expensive chinadoll. A gift from mother when he had closed a very lucrative deal for the family not all that long ago.<br><br>Straightening his shoulders, he walked in, strolling as if he had planned to come here all along. It didn't take him long to find Bai seated on the balcony. But instead of greeting him in a manner that seemed to be a burning need somewhere in either his mind or his body, the tall, lean man only glanced at the beauty briefly before letting his eyes wander the skyline. His hands took hold of the railing of the balcony, a grip nearly too tight, but not tight enough to have the knuckles turn white.<br><br>Breathing in slowly, not registering anything but this odd need and a heart that seemed to start racing, a thought arose.<br>Somehow it started to make sense to him, the pieces of the puzzle falling in place.<br>This.. boy.. this most expensive toy was a distraction.<br>Eyes narrowed as they fixed on a random spot in front of him.<br>He would not allow this to happen, whatever the hell was happening...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>19-06-2010, 20:53:44</strong>
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				Bai didn't say anything when his lover came into the room and walked past him. He eyed the man's profile, taking in the curve of his cheek, the tightness of his jaw. The way that his shoulders were corded with tension, knuckles white from the pressure of his grip on the balcony. To any other person, Kacper might have just looked contemplative, but to Bai his tension was practically screaming at him. It was his job, afterall, to be able to read the body of the man who's harem he resided within better than anyone else. <br><br>He rose slowly, the soft pat of his feet on the ground of the terrace showing him as he got closer, walking slowly towards the other man. He let a slim hand run along his side momentarily, leaning against the other man's back, pressing his own small chest against the other man's body. <br><br><br>"What happened today?"<br><br>He tucked some hair behind his ear and then gently gave Kacper's shoulders a slow squeeze - though Bai was cold, downright frigid, he showed small shots of affection through the small massages he gave, the gentle pressures of his hands against the other man's body. He ran his palms flat along the curve of the other man's spine through his jacket, tilting his head to the side, looking at him. <br><br>There was the quiet swish of robes retreating from Kacper, the clink of expensive crystal on highly-polished wood. A soft slur of sound indicated some sweet, honeyed wine from the far north being poured into two small, freezing glasses. He held a glass in each hand and pressed one into Kacper's hand. "Drink." <br><br>He took a slow sip of his own wine - it was from the snowy, mountainous crags of the north, made with spring flowers that bloomed rarely but sweetly. It was heady, the liquor slightly viscous, refreshing. He was slow with it, though - with his size, he had to be careful about how much he drank. Bai had always been small - sleek-bodied and slim-hipped, he had a feline grace that clung to each movement. <br><br>"Come inside. Leave your worries behind you - think of what you have here, now, while you're in my rooms." He put a hand gently on the other man's arm, slim fingertips cool as he gently tugged him towards the lush interior of his room.<br><br>What he meant was think only of me, want only me, desire nothing but me. Don't think of business, or your family, or anything but what I can offer you.<br><br>He walked slowly towards the carved, intricate doors of his bedroom, letting them swing open. The room had the soft smell of freshly blooming peonies floating in their bowls of water, the heavy air of the spring-summer transition flowing in. He came into his bedroom and looked around, making sure it was neat - a few books were scattered, open, on the tables. Other than that, though, everything was quite neat, the bed made with it's crimson, heavy silk blankets. He looked at Kacper, "Shall I have a servant call for food/'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 05:03:05</strong>
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				The touch against him, the subtle pressure of Bai's brief massage, his hand running down his spine, it took effect, peeling a layer of tension away. Kacper allowed himself to respond to it. Afterall, this was his toy, his pet, here for his amusement, his relaxation. It would be unwise to not use him as a means to unwind. Especially after the day he had been through.<br><br>Ignoring&nbsp; the question, but taking the drink from the beauty, he but traveled his gaze over Bai for moments. Enchanting little thing. Reminded him of snow and ice somehow. He wore the robes he had gifted him so well, showing off his grace and body while clothed completely.<br>A slight smile drew itself on the sharp features of the man. Such a wonderful gift mother had given him.<br><br>Knowing very well what was in the glass and just how much it would effect him, he downed the glass in one go, casually flicking it over his shoulder when it was empty. He didn't exactly care the glass shattered behind him on the balcony. That was what he had servants for, to clean up after him, and one allready jumped up to do just that as he followed Bai to his bedroom.<br><br>The new question he did answer, moving close enough to the other man to trace a fingertip from his temple to his jawline as his head tilted somewhat, golden brown eyes making a slow study of the face before him. Though his voice was low, nearly quiet, his intonation had still something cold to it as he spoke.<br>"Food would be wise, płatek śniegu... You can tell me how your own day went during some diner. I do enjoy your voice. It will distract me."<br><br>Retracting from temptation, calling himself back to order, he unbuttoned his slim fitting jacket to reveal the dusky golden blouse under it and draped it on the bed before seating himself, using one hand to flick the long ponytail over his left shoulder as to not sit on it.<br>And tempting this young man was. Bai brought a small, mischievous glint to his eyes now Kacper had decided to relax a bit further. Thought it might very well have been the wine he had just drank too quickly. There was, indeed, a slight lightheadedness raising, but nothing he couldn't handle, surely.<br><br><br><hr><br>Płatek śniegu ; Snowflake (polish)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 06:12:07</strong>
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				Bai smiled faintly as he felt the other man relaxing under his hand - he knew that he had a certain amount of skill the others in the harem didn't. And he wasn't going to let it go to waste, certainly. He wanted to assure his place within the harem, assure himself a safe space at the end of the day. His version of a safe space was to be the head of the household in his own way, to belong to Kacper in a way that no one else ever had. He wanted to be necessary to the other man. He wanted Kacper to need him enough to assure himself a place in this household forever. <br><br>He laughed softly - a musical, smooth sound - when the other man tossed the glass over his shoulder. He finished off his glass, which would have a significantly larger effect on him, and then, still laughing quietly, tossed his own over his shoulder. He settled himself at the table, gesturing for a servant to bring food, a simple and imperious wave of his small hand indicating that a full meal should be brought out. <br><br>He sat next to the other man, their chairs quite close, enough so that even the quietest whisper would be audible. <br><br>The servants brought heaping platters of cool food to combat the summer heat and then dismissed themselves outside the rooms. "My day was uneventful. I practiced piano, and sang a bit-" he had the voice of a nightengale, sweet and swooping though he very rarely let the other man actually hear him. "-and that was about it, I suppose. I picked some new silks. You know how quickly winter comes down here, and I'd like to redo the room in blues. I think it complements the snow so well. I like the crimson, though." <br><br>He glanced at his bed - it was beautiful, huge, welcoming to the other man. <br><br>He glanced at his lover, "That's all terribly boring, though. I really didn't do anything eventful today." <br><br>He served his lover before himself, and his portions were smaller, as always. There was a warm, rich meat, seared. Plenty of cool vegetables were piled in gleaming glass dishes and he set them about, and he heaped them onto his lover's plate. He ran his fingers back through his own hair, shaking it out, letting it fall in a glossy wash over one shoulder. He paused for a moment, took a few bites, and ate most of what was on his plate.<br><br>He got up, then, and he began massaging the back of his lover's neck. <br><br>"Don't think about work today. Just think about me." He whispered it in the other man's ear, slowly running his fingers back down along his spine before returning to his seat. He crossed his legs at the ankle, showing a flash of pale skin. He leant against the back of his chair, ignoring the sound of soft giggles from down the hall - the other concubines were laughing about something, probably some guard that had been flirting with them. <br><br>"If you'd like me to play the piano for you, I could. Or the guzheng." The guzheng was a coffin-shaped zither that he was quite skilled on. It was vaguely coffin-shaped and had roughly eight strings that he plucked with small tortiseshell picks he'd tie onto his right hand - which he'd scratched Kacper's back with more than once in a particularly rough night of passion - and he could draw out the most unbelievable music on it. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>24-06-2010, 02:32:31</strong>
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				Trying to recall when he had last heard the other man sing, Kacper listened to the weave of words, the flow, rhythm and intonation that was able to keep lingering in his mind, and did, for days and nights. A slight smirk dawned. Of course he had not asked him to speak about his day and expect to hear something spectacular. With his head tilted lightly, his fingers drumming unto the tabletop, his full attention was drawn to the youth as if he were the current speaker on an important business meeting. Though those didn't, normally, remain confident and relaxed under his gaze that seemed to peel off the layers of whatever suit they were currently wearing.<br><br>"Do with the rooms as you see fit. They are yours and I couldn't care less." he said low, finally breaking the intense stare to flick up his gaze at the arrival of diner.<br>Only then he realized he was hungry. He hadn't eaten all that much that day, both stress and the rising temperature of the season hadn't inspired his body to warn him food was needed.<br><br>"Good to hear your day was uneventful. I'm certain you're content, hm?" he remarked casually, actually testing the other man due to recalling a certain individual in his harem making remarks about his lovely chinadoll.<br>Who was it again? The redhead? The blond? Ah, yes, Posey.. The one who had held his favor before Bai took that position.<br><br>Keeping his eyes on his plate he ate all that was on it, resisting to respond again to Bai's touch as his mind wandered for a few moments. The food was excellent and stilled his hunger, but he didn't really taste it. At a certain moment his plate just became empty, suprising him he had eaten all of it allready.<br><br>"No, I'd like you to sing for me this evening." he said, his gaze going back to Bai, slowly going over him, studying what he was wearing, content with the choice of robe. The black, red and golden contrasted so perfectly with his toy's complexion. <br>Contemplating for a moment, he snapped his fingers, calling a servant from just outside the room. Expecting to having to clear the table, she looked mildly surprised when he stopped her with a slight flick of his hand.<br>"Bring me my rapier." was all he said to her, sending her on her way with that command.<br><br>It was common in his family to wear a sword, any sword of choosing, at any time during the day. It was, afterall, part of the familycrest ; a golden sword on a black disc.<br>But it was uncommon to be armed at a meeting. Something silly about trust and manners.<br>As it, normally, did wonders for business to be unarmed at such a gathering, Kacper had left his own sword at home today. Not that it had helped, of course.<br>Going over Bai's garments one last time, he grinned low and leaned back lazily, folding his arms before his chest, mischievous glint to his eyes increasing and colouring the smirk he still wore.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>24-06-2010, 04:52:06</strong>
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				"Always content. How could I be discontent with everything you've provided me?" His words were sweet but his voice was somewhat cool - he would bring up Posey later, but he was clearly still displeased about her general existence within the harem. He disliked the fact that she'd held such a position of favor before him. He would redecorate his room - perhaps in tawny silks, russet. Like a beautiful fall day. His lover seemed to like those colors - then again, since winter would come upon them quickly, blues would be lovely. He turned his mind away from that - more than enough time to deal with that the next day, when he didn't have the one thing he wanted most sitting right before him.<br><br>"You really should be more careful about monitoring when you eat," Bai murmured into the other man's ear, his fingers trailing up and down his neck, tracing up along his hairline to his scalp, rubbing. He then let his fingers gently, playfully tug the other man's earlobe. <br><br>He nodded when told that the other man wanted him to sing for him. <br><br>Bai was always somewhat shy about singing. It was the one thing, perhaps, that he was self conscious about. He watched his lover as he called for the rapier, "Now, what are you planning on doing with that in my room, Kacper?" He smiled, sitting down on a small stool, picking up a lavish ivory comb and beginning to smooth out his own dark, glossy hair. His almond shaped eyes fluttered shut for a moment as he brushed his hair out, then opened, the gaze all the more intense, teasing. <br><br>"Are you planning to cut my kimono off of me and ravish me like we're in a novel?" His voice was smooth, mostly accentless, though he had a hint of something foreign - he rarely spoke about himself, though, or about his childhood. He avoided the topic with a grace and a delicacy that most couldn't manage, but other than the fact that aesthetically he was at least partially Asian of some sort he rarely revealed bits and pieces about his childhood, and had never quite explained where the occasional lilt to his accent came from. <br><br>As he brushed his hair, he began singing. <br><br>The words weren't in English, or Polish (which he didn't speak but had picked up a fair amount from his lover. It was something else entirely, the song starting out low, soft, and then rising in stunning falls of notes, soaring up incredibly high and then suddenly breaking, falling. The song's sweet, happy tune changed with the fall, becoming mournful, a song a lover might sing upon finding their loved one dead and gone. He kept his eyes closed, a bit too nervous about his voice to look at Kacper while singing, focusing on brushing his hair out smooth. His voice rose again, gently, softly, and then with a bit more power, the song ending on a bittersweet note. <br><br>He set down the brush, looking up at his lover through a fringe of dark, thick lashes, a tiny smile playing on his lips. <br><br>"I'm sorry. I should have chosen a happier song."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>27-06-2010, 04:54:44</strong>
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				The intonation wasn't lost to Kacper, it reminded him somehow of how the Van Der Bergs had spoken earlier today. He shook the association and allowed himself to respond to Bai's touch again, murmuring softly at the feel of fingertips over his scalp, closing his eyes for as long as it lasted only to open them at the tug, one brow raised.<br><br>He smirked at the question what he would do with his sword, eyes narrowing slightly at the assumption. What was Bai thinking? It was nearly a provocation of some kind.<br>Kacper lifted his chin, tensing somewhat, but didn't comment aside from his bodylanguage. Maybe he should place his toy back into his spot for this remark of his.<br><br>The thought left his mind, however, when the other man started to sing. It was nearly as if a gentle breeze blew through him and picked it up to release it somewhere where it would not be contemplated any longer.<br>Closing his eyes, he leaned back, head tilting somewhat, the sharp features of the man softening while the song, even when it became sad, soothed him.<br>He couldn't understand the words Bai sang, but the song had more then enough effect on him to not care about such a minor detail.<br><em>'Piękny..'</em><br><br>When the song ended, and Bai apologized for his choice, the man stood from the chair and closed the distance between himself and the other man, his eyes fixed on him. There was something odd to him, something he didn't show to many, and certainly not have shown to Bai before.<br>Standing over Bai, looming due to sheer height, he placed a finger under his chin and lifted his face upwards, stroking the ravenblack hair out of the porcelain face. The softness to his eyes was nearly eerie, so unlike Kacper's normal cold or brooding glance.<br>Leaning in, a smile curled his lips before they touched Bai's in an equally odd gentle and chaste kiss.<br><br>Of course that was the moment the servant girl choose to enter with his rapier. But, instead of sending her one of his more normal cold glances of utter irritation that would have taken her very breath for moments, Kacper but extended his hand out towards her, retracting only enough from Bai to no longer touch his lips, but not far enough to break the eyelock.<br><br>The soft sound of metal scraping against metal, of a rapier being pulled from it's sheathe, rang through the silence. Not even looking at it, grinning softly, Kacper slipped his rapier between the obi and the kimono, traveling down Bai's back slowly with it, before making one quick motion that got accompanied by the sound of silk ripping in two and a sharp gasp from the servant girl behind him.<br>The kimono has been priceless, the obi not much less expensive.<br><br>"Never hint me of anything I might or might not do, Płatek śniegu... After all, one might think you were trying to prevent something from happening.." he murmured softly, slight hint of teasing sternness to his voice.<br><br>Stepping back, completely retracting from Bai, he turned on his heels and took the sheathe from the servant then wafted his hand at her, dismissing her.<br>"I don't want to hear anything in this house, but what happens here. If you can't handle that, girl, go see Bernard about it. He's more then able to do such a small job for me."<br><br>As the girl left, eyes widenend due to the sheer horror of having to speak to the head of the household about anything, Kacper but laid the sheathe on the table, keeping the rapier in hand, turning it to tap against the back of his arm briefly. Turning it again, he guided it upwards after shaking his waistlong ponytail back over his back, the tip of the sharp rapier slipping between the ten windings of leather and the small knot that held his hair bound. A very slight motion of his wrist caused his hair to free itself, long, thick mane breaking free easily and cascading in auburn waves down his back when he shook his head to aid his hair escape.<br>"I think I'll remain here for the night..." he said low, glancing over his shoulder at the other man, playing with his rapier casually.<br><br><hr>Piękny ; Beautiful (Polish) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>01-07-2010, 05:03:59</strong>
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				He loved hearing his lover murmur a single word in Polish to him - snowflake, beautiful - anything, really. It was nice to hear the other man say things to him even if he didn't fully understand them. He could tell what the words meant from the sudden softness that just barely traced the other man's face, the gentle crease of his brow as he listened to the song. <br><br>It was nice to know that his voice had that sort of power, sweet as it was, over the other man.<br><br>It assured him that his lover still desired him. He always worried about that, though his cool as plastic veneer would never crack. Not under that sort of pressure. He'd worked too hard to gain his position at the top of the harem's social pole to lose it to his worries. <br><br>He smiled faintly as the other man stroked a stray lock of hair out of his face.<br><br>Most of it was down his back, dark and silky enough to rival his lover's, making them a beautifully matched pair despite his extremely exotic features. He smiled faintly, leaning into the kiss, taking a bold step forwards just so that he could press his body against the other man's, gently. It was unusual for them both to be so gentle - Bai, despite his delicacy, craved rough handling - but the moment was sweet and fully appreciated. <br><br>His eyes widened slightly as the servant girl came in, glancing only briefly at her, then at the rapier as the man took it. <br><br>His breath came into his chest in a soft breath as the sword slid out, grinding against its sheathe. His lover was looking at him, though, not the sword as it slid between the obi he had on and the kimono. His eyes fluttered shut and he didn't move, both scared and thrilled by the soft pressure of the cold metal against his kimono. He couldn't help himself - he let out a sharp hiss of surprise as his obi ripped, falling away in a brilliant fold of silk. <br><br>It lay in a pool of color, like ink spilled, folded upon itself. <br><br>His kimono almost swung open, but a well-placed grab stopped it from being indecent, though it slipped down one shoulder, showing a flash of pale skin and a silvery swoop of collarbone. <br><br>He didn't even spare a second glance to the servant, merely glanced at his lover, the kimono falling down one shoulder, held shut by the pressure of one small hand. "You don't want to hear any noises other than what I'll make tonight?" He walked forwards, slowly, hips swaying just a tiny bit, but not as much as a whore would have. "That sounds quite confident, my Lord." He couldn't help but fall back on a bit of formality, though his voice was sweet, teasing. "It seems like you're being quite confident. What makes you think you can make me make anything more than a peep?"<br><br>He had a little crooked smile playing on his lips, glancing up from under that long, lush fringe of lashes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 03:01:46</strong>
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				Only then did Kacper lay down the rapier, but did not sheathe it. It was nearly impossible to not act, to not lift his little chinadoll up and take him against the nearest wall, but he had a plan and he wanted to execute it.<br>He listened at the words coming from the other man as a finger trailed idly along the exposed collarbone.<br>"I don't want to hear anything outside this room, Bai, because I want to hear every slight falter to your breathing.. I don't underestimate your skills, płatek śniegu.. But you underestimate mine."<br><br>As his hand had traveled down to Bai's hand, the hand holding the kimono in place, he but grinned softly before taking the wrist into his hand and guiding it to his mouth. Placing a soft kiss on his pulse, he kept his eyes on the icy grey-blue that looked back at him, then bit down, hard enough to dent, but not hard enough to break the boy's skin.<br><br>Again he retracted, but this time his hands went for his cufflinks, unfastening them casually, gaze averting from Bai as if it was a hard task.<br>"I like you to go to the bed. Lay on it. On your back. And cross your wrists behind your back while remaining arched up enough so I may reach."<br>Lifting his gaze from his task, he eyed him openly, taking every detail before he added, a bit lower "You can keep the kimono on. It suits you."<br><br>Not awaiting any type of response, he unbuttoned his blouse, turning to look at his rapier on the table, and pushed the garment over his shoulders to land on the floor, not caring for the value of this either.<br><br>Though a businessman, Kacper's body did not lack definition. The hours and hours practicing his favorite hobby of fencing, and being quite good at it, had had its effects on his upper body. Both his shoulders, chest and arms showed off just how well he could manipulate the blade before him, though his arms also told the story of failure, supporting silvery scars that danced over his naturally tanned skin.<br><br>Bai had such an effect on him that the earlier tension to his shoulders was nearly gone and as his hand raised to comb through his hair briefly, it was more then clear his mind was only on the here and now.<br><br>The motion of taking up the rapier again and sliding it, very carefully to not cut either his belt or pants, behind his belt on his back, showed the tattoo over his spine. It was normally covered, if not by clothing, then by his hair alone, but now it could be seen ; a sword, tip pointing upwards, that began on the small of his back and ended between his shoulderblades.<br><br>Tilting his head, he listened intently to his surroundings and laughed quietly as not a sound could be heard from the house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 04:32:24</strong>
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				Bai's eyes didn't lift when the other man's finger trailed along his collarbone but a slight shiver went down his spine that he was able to mostly, but not completely, disguise. It was his lover's words, though, that left him breathless. He had great powers of control when it came to his responses but the other man had talents he'd never been able to run from and when he used them, Bai's breathing would falter, and show his pleasure in his own subtle little way. <br><br>He released his hold on his kimono but didn't move so that the pressure of the fabric against itself kept it from sliding off of his body. It was precarious, and his eyes fluttered shut as he felt his lover's lips on his pulse.<br><br>He felt vulnerable, weak, and...happy.<br><br>He squashed that down as best he could. On more than one level he loved Kacper, but he was terrified that if he showed it too blatantly, that if he allowed himself to love freely and openly like some of the other whores he would eventually be tossed away. <br><br>His lips parted in a surprised, soft 'O', when the other man's teeth suddenly bit down into his skin. It was just short of drawing blood and his lashes fluttered against his cheekbones in pleasure. His lover's teeth made him weak in the knees - though he wanted to be powerful within the harem, knowing that his lover had the potential to draw a bit of blood or to put him in his place made him nearly lose himself. <br><br>He turned, then, taking in a slow breath as subtly as he could when he was moving towards the bed. He kept the kimono on, slid atop the sheets, robes parting in a sleek line down his body along the left side from the way he'd lain himself atop the blankets. He looked like a sumptuous carnal feast, a thin strip of white flesh from his collarbone down his side and along his hip entirely revealed, his more intimate areas still entirely covered.<br><br>He crossed his wrists behind him slowly, letting them nestle against each other, eyeing Kacper. <br><br>God, that tattoo...just seeing it made his muscles clench. He desired the man who kept him, so much more so than most people did.<br><br>He stifled his own soft laugh at the silence, "I'll really have to keep myself quiet, in this case," he murmured softly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 03:03:53</strong>
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				"Maybe you should see it as a test of your skills then, hmmm?" Kacper teased as he walked to the bed as well. He couldn't help but grin at the cute little picture Bai made upon it, eyes going over the exposed skin slowly before pulling his rapier from his belt to lay it on the bed. Removing his belt as well, his pants slid from his hips. Even if it was less then an inch, it revealed more of the man, carved hipbones and a hint of pubic hair that just peeked over the fabric.<br><br>Leaning in to slide his hands behind Bai's back to tie his wrists securely with his own belt, he just couldn't deny the sensation that slowly spread through him.<br>Being in controle, especially of someone so enchanting as this man, made him feel even more powerfull then he was. The sheer fact Bai didn't fight him and even enjoyed this only increased the sensation. It intensified his desire, sparked his lust on and created a near maddening need to take what he could.<br>But he had to remain in control. Not only of the other man, but now of himself as well. And the latter would only become harder as his plan unfolded to Bai.<br>There wasn't a doubt in his mind the other man would enjoy what he had planned.<br><br>Slipping unto the bed, one hand trailing along the line from Bai's collarbone all the way down to his hip, he chuckled, a sound that was nearly dark.<br>"I'm sure you will impress me, płatek śniegu." he said with a glint to his near golden eyes as he slipped his hand between the kimono and the skin, uncertain which of the silks was the softer one, and pushed it to the side, exposing Bai, even if the other side, where Kacper was laid, remained concealed.<br><br>Carefully he lifted the rapier to lay it unto Bai's exposed skin, balancing it on the false edge, tip resting on his chest, just next to his nipple, while the guard found a place just above the hipbone.<br>Kacper studied his rapier intently for a few moments before turning his head to face Bai once again. It was clear it would be hard for the other man to move without cutting himself, the balance of the rapier rather delicate. Even a deep enough breath would tip it.<br><br>"Do you think you can handle that, Bai..?" he murmured low after slowly dipping his head next to the other man's, lips so near his ear his breath would be hot against it "...or do I overestimate your skills now?"<br>Being carefull not to touch the rapier, his hand wandered, nearly idly, from his ribcase down to his navel, a soft kiss placed against the shell of the ear before he bit the earlobe gently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 05:29:03</strong>
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				Bai lifted his body just enough to let the other man slide the smooth leather around his wrists, but his eyes were trained on nothing but the man before him, tracing the line along his hips that his pants made. He wanted to reach out and touch it, run his hands down the other man's chest, <em>taste</em> him. He couldn't, but he wanted to, and he had to shut his eyes to reassure himself that he didn't need to touch the other man. <br><br>That his lover would touch him, in time, that he would soon enough feel Kacper taking him.<br><br>It was like a fire had been kindled low in his stomach, thawing him from the inside out, but he only hardened that icy exterior to compensate for it. He wouldn't lose control. <br><br>He leant back as the rapier was laid atop his chest and he looked down at the length of gleaming metal. <br><br>The tip was on his chest, rising and falling slowly, evenly with his breath. <br><br>He was careful not to take too deep a breath, not wanting to disturb the rapier, or cut himself. He couldn't lift his head to look down without causing the rapier to roll, the handle precariously perched in the valley next to a slim hip. He parted his lips to say something but his lover's voice stole the words from him, and the feel of teeth against his earlobe made his breath hitch for just a second.<br><br>"You'll need to do more than that to shake my control, Kacper..." his voice was just the tiniest bit breathy, though, as he felt the other man's fingers trail down his side, along rib-bones, down to just below his navel. The rapier trembled for a nanosecond and then stilled as he forced himself to keep his breathing even.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 02:26:18</strong>
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				"Ah... but I haven't even started yet..." he replied, a broad, nearly wicked smile on his face. He couldn't help it, the game was just too much fun. Not that Bai would be able to see his facialexpression with his lips so close to his ear.<br><br>Laying this close to Bai, able to catch his scent, hear every breath and, more importantly, be able to touch such a large area of his body, made it as much a test of skill for Kacper as it was for Bai. He needed to remain detached. Keep a clear, calm mind, even if his body already responded.<br><br>His hand took a slight detour, pathing from where it had been to the nearby collarbone, slipping under the kimono to push it aside as the hand traveled downwards once again.<br>Very carefully Kacper repositioned, the rapier also limiting his own movements, following his hand's path with his lips, but not as far at his hand had gone, stopping at Bai's nearest nipple, landing a gentle kiss.<br><br>The hand had not stopped, however, trailing fingertips from the hipbone inwards to Bai's inner thigh, traveling casually further while he pressed a leg for support against Bai's outer thigh. When he was content and reasonably certain the movement would be contained enough to not tip the rapier, he pulled Bai's leg up and against his own, interested to see if Bai could figure out how to remain in balance or how he would adjust to Kacper's way of parting Bai's thighs this way.<br><br>He didn't, however, plan to give Bai much time to think it over, catching the tempting nipple between his teeth to lightly nibble on it while his hand moved again, nails scratching the skin from Bai's knee all the way upwards where it paused just before touching anything that might evoke more then a hastening of breathing.<br><br>"Still able to keep up, płatek śniegu?" he asked teasingly between a nip and a lap of the nipple.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 05:46:50</strong>
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				Kacper's whole body seemed to be laid atop him, their heat mingling, the other man's body keeping him pinned down atop the bedding without his being able to move. He could feel his lover's breath against the shell of his ear, steaming, his own lips pressed into a hard line where his lover couldn't see so that he could take a moment to get himself under control once again. <br><br>His lips parted again, though, full and flushed when he felt the other man's hand begin its path downwards once more. <br><br>Bai felt the other man carefully settle his leg on the outside of his own, thighs parted, leaving him utterly parted and bared, suspended upon a bed of irreplaceable silks. He had to part his legs even farther when the other man pulled his leg up, sending the rapier rocking, making his breath freeze in his chest. It took a moment of careful thought, stomach trembling, before he managed to suspend the rapier's motion, however temporarily.<br><br>He canted his hips slightly, and it required him to spread the other leg a bit farther, the rapier rolling back into place in the hollow of his hip. <br><br>He didn't make a noise, though that changed slightly when the other man caught a nipple between his teeth, nibbling on it. <em>That</em> caused a sharp intake of breath, those nails raking up his inner thigh made his legs tremble. He let out the tiniest noise, just short of a whimper, barely audible in the back of his throat when the other man asked him if they should continue while lapping at his nipple.<br><br>"Yes," he said softly, pleased at how steady his voice sounded when it came out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 02:04:58</strong>
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				"Yes? Then I should make it harder for you, hm?"<br><br>All those small reactions. A breath. Parting of lips. A tremble and then that oh so quiet noise that reminded him of a whimper. Some part of his mind patted himself on the back for getting the servant girl to quiet the house down so he might register all this.<br>It wasn't enough, of course. Kacper wanted more. Wanted to see just how much Bai could take before the rapier would tip.<br>The only problem would be the cut that would be left behind. Sure, it would be some sort of a mark. But it wouldn't, not really, be his mark on the boy.<br>He just had to trust Bai's skills.<br><br>"...let's up the stakes." he murmured, stroking his fingertips, ever so gently, from where it had paused along the sensitive, delicate skin of Bai's testicles, barely touching him, turning his hand a bit to stroke the silk of his manhood, upwards, downwards slower, before turning his hand again and enfolding his fingers around the boy's shaft, squeezing teasingly once to hold unto for moments.<br>A soft purr escaped him at the feel of the soft skin. Such delicate, sensitive flesh. Such a promise of responds.<br><br>He knew, however, that Bai wasn't much for gentle play. That much he had learned of the times they had been together before. He wasn't much for it either, but this type of teasing did work wonders if executed well. It drew a certain amount of sensitivity from the body, making it that much intense to be ravaged later.<br><br>He bit again, now harder, on Bai's nipple, hand shifting, after one last teasing squeezing, to path downwards, not pausing before his fingertips trailed between the boy's cheeks.<br>Heaven could be found where his fingers were. And it to that were his fingers pathed, circling once around the boy's entrance before pressing, slowly, into him, demanding to be felt fully as his mouth latched unto the nipple to suck relentlessly, possibly hurting.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 17:57:59</strong>
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				He wouldn't be able to last much longer in terms of holding back his noises. Not with the other man's hand wandering down his body. His hips arched a tiny bit and trembled slightly, doing his best to hold the rapier atop his body, feeling his lover's fingers wrap around his shaft. His eyes fluttered shut, his legs parted a little bit farther, trying to earn more of those touches. His eyes were shut, head turned to the side, taking in a sudden hiss of breath as the other man gently squeezing to tease him. He felt like he would go mad from the pleasure of it. <br><br>He wanted to maintain his self-control, remain that block of ice, remain untouched by the other man's gentle playing with his body. It was just enough that it felt so good, but when the other man's hand dove between his legs, finding that spot...<br><br>Feeling the other man's fingers work into his body, his legs parted, biting his bottom lip hard.<br><br>He was tight, hot, eager around the other man's fingers. His body was trembling faintly in anticipation, wanting more, wanting to feel Kacper buried deep within him. <br><br>And when the other man's finger crooked slightly and brushed against that sweet spot within him, a spot that made him see stars momentarily, his hips tilted up to meet those fingers in him without his being able to control it. "Oh..." The rapier tipped, sliding off of his stomach, rolling onto the side of the bed. It left a slight cut right above his nipple, and he looked at the other man, clearly frustrated that he hadn't won their little game.<br><br>His muscles clenched, tightening around the other man's fingers, shutting his eyes and swallowing. He had to maintain control, but it was so hard when the other man felt so good in him, when the other man fufilled needs he&nbsp; didn't even know that he needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 03:55:56</strong>
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				His tongue, almost as if it had a mind of his own, trailed his own lips. Having retracted somewhat, maybe less then an inch, so he was better able to observe Bai, those golden brown eyes sparked with mischief as he registered the boy's growing arousal. And that struggle to maintain self-controle.. So wonderful to behold.<br>Only the feel of Bai's tight heat around his finger was better.<br><br>But then the boy responded to him crooking his finger to stroke over that delicious sweetspot deep inside of him, and Kacper was forced to reconsider his opinion.<br>Of course he lost control over the balance of the rapier. That was something that had been bound to happen.<br>Shifting his gaze to the rapier that left a mark, however small, he grinned low, deep, and repositioned somewhat to lap at the shallow cut, tip of his tongue following the minor infliction while his finger kept at it.<br>He glanced back up at Bai's face just in time to see the frustration on his face, evoking a new grin, a bit louder then the one before.<br><br>"You lost allready, Bai.. Tsk tsk.." he murmured teasingly "Was it really that hard to keep the rapier in place?"<br><br>Now the rapier no longer needed to be balanced, Kacper had a lot more freedom, a lot more room for his actions. And he used it, naturally.<br>Sliding back up so his lips were close to Bai's ear again, he hooked the same leg that had supported Bai's leg around it instead of just against it and pulled him open farther, forcing him to spread more for him.<br>He also didn't really have to worry any longer about the hand between the boy's cheeks. Rather roughly he added another finger, forcing it next to the first and took up a thrusting pace he was more used to, determend to get a stronger reaction from him this time.<br><br>"Tell me Bai.. Do you want me? ..and if so.. how badly do you want to be filled.. stretched.. fucked?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 20:39:51</strong>
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				Bai knew that his lover adored testing his limits, teasing him, pushing him past the limits of his self-control, of devolving him into a begging, quivering whore that writhed atop the sheets, reverting him back to the state he was supposed to be when he was sold as a member of the harem. He knew that his lover adored melting that layer of ice from his skin. <br><br>He knew that the other whores would be listened, delicate ears pressed to the doors, jealous and trying to learn what it was that Bai had that they didn't. They would want to know what kept Kacper so interested in the young man. <br><br>Bai's delicate legs parted, spread out almost obscenely for his lover, dark hair washing around his face.<br><br>He writhed atop the silk robes he had been wearing, rumpling them, letting his hips arch to meet each thrust of the fingers.<br><br>"Kacper," he breathed out, reaching, winding his fingers around the leather at his wrists that bound them so tightly, tugging hard enough to bruise slightly. He reached up with those plush lips, hoping to draw Kacper down for a kiss that showed just how much he wanted him. His muscles tightened around his fingers, his legs parted even farther, and he curled up close to him. <br><br>"Fuck me, Kacper, show me I'm yours. Break me. Make me scream your name - I want you in me, on me, possessing me..." Each word was punctuated by a brush of lips and teeth over skin and collarbone, nipping at him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 01:39:10</strong>
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				Such reactions he got from his little chinadoll, he found his pants to become rather uncomfortable. They were, after all, made for a man while he was in rest. Not when the definition of his sexuality demanded to be released.<br>He ignored it a bit longer, knowing he would soon give it all the room it wanted before taking that away by burying it, deeply, into the beauty that writhed and squirmed for just this.<br><br>Bai actually fought his retrains. How wonderful.<br>The, very clear, message he send, -nearly a plea-, was understood and answered as Kacper shifted, free hand taking a firm hold on the back of Bai's neck, and he leaned in to brush his lips teasingly across the boy's.<br>A short bite, stronger then the one to his wrist had been, and he invaded his mouth near violently, tongue tasting the soft, wet feel of the boy and claiming him in a passionate kiss.<br>He was certain Bai wanted the kiss to last, to linger, so he broke it, teasing still, wanting the boy to break for him.<br><br>There was something delightfully sinful about seeing a young man that was able to keep his cool through just about anything crumble to his touch.<br>The words Bai spoke were enough to send Kacper from his detached state of mind into a more feral. But he was the Master here, and he played his part with all of himself.<br>Even his heart.<br><br>"So eager, płatek śniegu.. You're in luck.. I want you as well." he said with a slight wink after having retracted again, far enough so the boy could no longer touch him, then slid his fingers from Bai's body, both hands retracting to unbutton the row of buttons to his pants.<br><br>His eyes went, possessively, over the delicate landscape of the boy's body as he repositioned to be between his thighs.<br>"God, so beautiful. And all mine.." he said low, speaking his thoughts without a second though, pushing his pants halfway down his thighs, not bothering with getting rid of them completely.<br><br>Hands ran down Bai's inner thighs, savoring the silken skin, before he looked back up at his face again. His left arm hooked under Bai's right thigh, pressing it upwards as he aligned and pressed his tip against the boy's entrance. Instead of thrusting in, he took it slow, even if he did force his way, his eyes closing to focus on the feeling of being enfolded, inch after inviting inch.<br>Halfway, he recalled having right arm as well, and hooked that one under the left thigh, pressing, folding folding the boy, until he was buried to the hilt.<br>Then he paused, eyes opening to look at him, full weight resting ontop of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 20:44:01</strong>
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				How could he fight this? How could he fight the emotions rushing through him, shoving him this way and that from the inside, forcing his mind to melt until it was nothing more than a hot, sticky pile of mush? He couldn't think with his lover when he devoured him with that kiss, showing him that Kacper was so much more powerful, that he could do nothing but submit.<br><br>And yet still, he fought.<br><br>Unlike the other whores who would bend and mold themselves, plying their ways into Kacper's bed, Bai fought him at every turn while yet again yielding, saying no while letting his legs creep eagerly around the other man's waist. <br><br>His eyes widened and he nearly let out a cry when his lover withdrew so suddenly from him, so that he couldn't touch him, but he bit it back.<br><br>He was still atop his silks, hands bound tightly, arms straining at the ropes binding his wrists together. He threw his head back as his lover lifted one leg, spreading him so far, and then began pushing in, only to lift the next leg and continue. It hurt, but in the best way, and it had him writhing atop the sheets in what was clear lust.<br><br>"Kacper-" he gasped, "I..." <br><br>His control was crumbling away under Kacper's touches, those beautiful, icy eyes of his opening to meet his lover's, blazing with heat from the inside. "Please," he whispered, softly, just barely audible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 02:56:58</strong>
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				The whisper did it for him, that little, small, hardly hearable word. His eyes opened to lock unto Bai's and he grinned, it drawing itself over his face, before he tightened his grip on the boy under him. It was perfect, he had surrendered, he had molten under his teasing.<br>Kacper could finally let go. And, of course, he did.<br><br>Taking one last precaution so Bai wouldn't be sliding around the bed due to him laying on silks by planting his knees firmly into the bed, he drew breath deeply then pulled out, almost completely, only to drive back in, a soft gasp dropping from his lips.<br><br>Just one moment of silence, some part of his mind absentmindedly registering his hair washing over the body under him, brown on white.<br>Then he started, his hips taking up a high speed, not even considering to build up, he allready done so with his teasing. He wanted speed. He wanted satisfaction from Bai's body now he had molten.<br>His lips parted slightly, soft pants dropping from them as he moved, sounds of skin against skin, flesh against flesh, in his ears.<br>And that feeling of friction. The tight heat of a body.<br>He didn't care his head leaned back. It happened, and he wouldn't stop any action or reaction until he was done.<br>Near yellow eyes closed again as his whole world became smaller, mind only focussing on the here and now, only him and Bai. Until even that faded, and all he could think about was just how good this felt and how much more he wanted. Faster. Deeper.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>25-09-2010, 23:59:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kacper shattered him, ruined him, broke him below him and then built him back up with each steady thrust into him. Bai's legs tightened on his lover, fingers gripping desperately at the silks beneath him, eyes shut tightly as they joined together, two as one. He let out a low moan, already so close, hovering closer and closer to that edge only Kacper could bring him over. "Please..." <br><br>The word was almost silent, followed by a choked moan as his lover sped the tempo of his thrusts, going deeper into him, faster. He cried out, clutching at Kacper, burying his cry against his lover's lips.<br><br>The servants were outside, their heads down, silently wondering how the young man could keep their master so enthralled with him.<br><br>Bai's sharp cry echoed out as his lover struck a spot inside him that made him see stars, nearly tilted him over that edge, nearly brought him to a shuddering completion but not quite. <br><br>"Kacper...Kacper, please..."<br><br>His begging could be heard only by Kacper; it was only for Kacper.<br><br>He needed more. He needed to lose himself. He needed to be thrown over that edge more than anything else. <br><br>He whimpered, so close, whole body struggling with the pleasure that rocked through him, unable not to let out the scream that escaped him as Kacper pulled away his self control. He needed to go over that edge. "Please, Kacper...I need..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tremble [Sho and Saerra]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 03:58:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bai's reactions were nearly too much, and he could have, there and then, had his climax. For one or the other reason, however, Kacper fought it, pushed it back, controlled it and held it, pleasure so strong it was pushing against that last barrier with all its might.<br><br>"Please?" he mumbled, somewhat breathy, not stopping for a moment, but opening his eyes nonetheless to look at the beauty under him. God, how he writhed. How he seemed to glow with a glow from within now. 'Molten' wasn't the word, 'on fire' would be closer.<br>It took effort for Kacper to speak, and his more distant and detached intonation was nearly all gone now.<br><br>"Tell me what you want, Bai..," he whispered, not at all concerned about anyone else listening in, but not trusting his voice to stay steady.<br>"Tell me.. I want to hear it."
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