Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess & RPFan01)
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				Title: <strong>Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>01-04-2006, 23:45:13</strong>
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				It was a glorious day. The sun was shining in the bright blue sky with fluffy white clouds scattered like grazing sheep for company. All colors appeared more vibrant as if everything had been freshly painted. Wind played with the tunic hem of the muscled youth; blowing the cloth into his muscular thighs. He pulled an arrow out from the quiver at his back, knocked it on the string and drew his bow. The creek of the wood was a signal for the wind to stop, and it did. His long curly brown hair fell about his shoulders and stilled. The tunic was as if it had never moved. Bright blue eyes found the target, a tree at such a distance that a mortal man would have no chance to hit. <br><br>Though he now appeared as a normal man, Eros was not mortal. The arrow struck the target and sank deep. There was something peaceful about a flying arrow. He readied another and let it fly. The shaft sang to him as it moved through the air and split the first one in twain. Even among the gods there were few that could challenge him perhaps Diana or Artemis but he could think of no other. Another arrow was knocked and drawn. His aim sure, me made to release and felt his arm be pushed as his hand let go of the sinew.&nbsp; The arrow still sang, but to Eros it was a sound of discord. It most assuredly missed its mark and sailed on to what ever lie past the tree. At this distance he did not know. It had not occurred to him that he would miss or someone would force him to miss. <br><br>&nbsp;Show yourself! &nbsp;He demanded angrily. There was a giggle of a woman in the breeze that blew through his hair and between his legs. He felt hands touch him but it seemed who ever she was had no intention of revealing her identity as the giggling faded with the wind.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>02-04-2006, 01:56:28</strong>
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				The giggling grows louder as the hand continues to trail along his chest then the touch softens and fades completely as the wind whistles around him and the giggling fades slowly; obviously one of the other gods was having a little fun at Eros' expense.<br><br>In the distance coming into view is a rather dismayed mortal female. The female was though quite beautiful, her golden hair curled gently and waved with the slight breeze around her face as she walked slowly towards him with his arrow in hand. The arrow while having gone wide missing his target went rather far, and ended up tearing the girls dress. She clears her throat and approaches him.. "Sir, I do believe this arrow came from your bow. Perhaps you could be more careful in the future." She showed him the torn dress and a trickle of blood coming from where the gash in the outfit was. Obviously the arrow had caused a slight bit more damage than just tearing the dress.<br><br>The blood trickling down from the cut had already begun to seep into the material of the dress, causing it to be unrepairable. She looks at it and sighs talking to herself quietly "Why me. This was my mothers dress, its all i had left of her." The girl sighs and looks towards the man.. "I dont know how you managed to shoot that arrow that distance from here, but please be more careful. Next time it might not be only a dress that gets ruined. or a scratch on the arm someone could get hurt or even die" The womans voice soft as the wind, yet as beautiful as a sirens.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>02-04-2006, 03:32:42</strong>
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				Ero’s frowned as he watched the girl approach carrying what he recognized to be his arrow.&nbsp; Of course she had no idea of the perfection she held in her hand and the fire in her eyes told him she really did not care. But it was the patch of red growing on her sleeve that had him concerned. He had struck her with a normal arrow, had he been aiming at her she would be dead. Slinging the bow across his back he walked toward her stopping only an arm’s length away. <br><br>&nbsp;It is my arrow, no other could own such of its kind. &nbsp;He reached forward and took back the errant missile and placed it back in its quiver. Would she be honored to know she was the first mortal struck by a normal arrow from his bow and live? He looked at her with a bit of compassion as he moved closer to her and gently took her arm. &nbsp;Perhaps you should take more care to the wound on your arm than retrieving my arrow. &nbsp;and probably to her dismay he ripped the sleeve off her arm from the shoulder. He then wrapped the cloth around the would and tied it tight. <br><br>It was not her beauty, though remarkable… it was not her voice, though musical. It was the sadness in her eyes over the dress and no concern for her injury or pain that kept him from leaving her to her own will. It was silly to be concerned for the dress over herself, not for vanity but for love. It was so incredibly… human. &nbsp;You are the only living creature struck by my hunting arrow and lived. &nbsp;He told her flatly, looking into her eyes to see her reaction. &nbsp;Your wound needs to be cleaned and sewn shut or it may kill you yet. Do you live nearby? My only means for amends is to tend to you properly. &nbsp;With him standing so close she could see that his eyes were the exact same color as her mother’s.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>02-04-2006, 04:22:59</strong>
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				The girl as she listened to him she at first thought he was simply full of himself as most hunters were. When he moved closer, she looked into his eyes and gasped slightly when she realized they were identical to the color of her mothers eyes nearly crying and mesmerized as she remembered her mother. She shook off the memory and lowered her eyes so as not to be reminded of the loss of her mother and continued to listen to him untill he was finished speaking. As he rips the sleeve of her dress she gasps, and begins to speak "Don....t" she says.. but by the time she finishes speaking he has already ripped the sleeve off and wrapped it around her arm. She lowers her head softly not that the dress could be salvaged anyways but it still had special meaning to her. <br><br>She displayed no real emotion except sadness, as the memory of her mother continued to haunt her what was even worse was her mother, had been killed by the stray arrow of a hunter which is why there is such pain and sadness in her eyes. She also thinks to herself '<em>Why couldn't it have killed me, and taken me to my mother.</em>' Though she does snap back to reality when she hears him speak of her being the only living creature struck by his hunting arrow that has lived, and when she hears that should she not get it tended she could yet die. She at that point wasnt sure what to think, part of her wanted to die while the other part of her was affraid to die.<br><br>After coming out of deep thought she finally looks up at him again, "But, its only a scratch. How could I die from such a simple scratch?" Her voice still soft but now with a hint of worry. When she shakes it off to answer his other question, "I live just outside the woods, in that direction" as she points to the direction the arrow was shot. She was outside washing her clothes when the arrow came flying through. She clears her throat, "My name is Misaka by the way." She turns to begin walking back towards her home, half expecting him to follow, and half expecting him not to care as everyone else seems not to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>02-04-2006, 05:11:02</strong>
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				The beautiful blond-haired maiden was definitely beyond his understanding. He could see in her eyes a depth of pain that was beyond his knowing. Though his existence had not always been easy, he knew that he had never felt anything like suffering she was displaying to him. He was at a loss to even think of a reason.<br><br>She began to walk, he followed her. His longer legs made it easy for him to keep her pace. &nbsp;My arrows are very sharp so they hurt the animals I hunt less. That wound on your arm is not a scratch it is deep. If it is not cleaned and mended, you will get an infection and die of blood poison. Misaka. &nbsp;it was a beautiful name. &nbsp;all wives should know this so they can tend their husbands in case of accidents. &nbsp;It did not occur to him that one so beautiful would not be married, perhaps her husband was causing her grief… his arrows could fix that. &nbsp;Surely your mother has taught you something of healing. Herbs, tonics and sewing. If you do not have the items to mend your arm at your home I always carry them with me. &nbsp;<br><br>They had now walked the vast field and were very close to the tree that he was using as a target. Misaka could see and arrow split by a second, both embedded very deeply into the defenseless wood.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>02-04-2006, 05:37:26</strong>
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				The girl was not paying much attention to his pace as she walked on, all she paid attention to was the path infront of her. As he begins to speak she stops and looks at him as not to seem rude. When he mentions the gash she moves to touch the place on her arm and whimpers, it was rather painful to the touch. As she continues to listen to him, and his arrogance it infuriates her and her hand quickly flies up to slap him in the face.<br><br>She doesnt say anything, so it will definately make him think as to why she would do such a thing. As they approach the tree with the arrows in it, seeing them embedded deep in the tree, with one breaking the other.. "Trees dont moove, they're easy to hunt.." She humphs and moves past the tree through the wooded area untill they arrive at her home. <br><br>Once they arrive at her home she moves to a small cupboard which she pulls out some herbs and healing materials and she sets on the table.. "When you have done what you have come to do, please leave" She obviously wasn't impressed by him and did not want him around, especially if he continued to talk to her the way he had been
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>04-04-2006, 01:23:26</strong>
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				Eros could tell the beautiful woman was having a bad day. To be shot with an arrow, how could it not be a bad day? So when she strikes out at him for his words, even though they were true, he simply gave her a bemused look and caught her wrist gently. &nbsp;You have the temper of a viper, my sweet. &nbsp;His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked into hers. &nbsp;Do not start a fight you are not equipped to win. Not every hunter will care to your well being such as I. &nbsp;The god had not given her his name and wanted her to think of him as any other man. Perhaps he would remind her of the validity of his words later, perhaps not.<br><br>He lets her go, to watch her turn and walk with her defiant little pout. So fragile she was, it only added to her beauty. Misaka had definitely charmed him though he was clear he had not done the same. At the comment of the trees he simply laughed which he did not think helped her like him anymore.<br><br>Now that he could see what lay behind the tree he frowned. There were no men’s cloths on her line. There were no cloths except her own. Some things around the home were beginning to fall into disrepair, thing a women would be too weak to do. The inside of her home again gave him the feeling that she was all alone. &nbsp;I shall leave when your arm is completely healed and you are able to do the same tasks as before my arrow went astray. &nbsp;he could see a protest welling up in her eyes and added. &nbsp;with out pain. After all it is my responsibility. &nbsp;<br><br>Eros picked up a bucket of water and poured it into a cooking pot and pushed it into the fire. It would feel better to clean her wound if the water were warm. He then moved to look over her supplies. They were sufficient but he would use his needle, a curved one he picked up from Hermes. &nbsp;Please sit Misaka. &nbsp;he was going to hurt her more than the arrow did an did not want her to make it worse by moving unexpectedly. &nbsp;This would be easier if you decide you like me. He teased her, giving her a light smile.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>04-04-2006, 07:01:34</strong>
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				Misaka doesn't say much as she moves into her home though she does sigh as she realizes once more what state her home is in. She heard his words, disregarding them for the most part. "What does it matter to you, if I die or not hunter. Why do you care, no one else does." Her words full of sadness, and disappointment. She looks at him once more, "Hunter, if you are to come into my home the least you could do is tell me your name."<br><br>She moves to begin picking some things up and setting them aside, "Why must you remain here, im quite able to take care of myself." Obviously this was definately not true, all he had to do was take one look around and see that she really needed the help. She at his request, even though it sounded coming from him more like a demand moves to sit in a chair. She doesn't say anything as she sits there, looking up at him wondering why he is here and what he plans on doing there while he is there untill she heals. 
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				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>05-04-2006, 01:16:33</strong>
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				Eros poured the warmed water into a bowl and sat on his knees beside her. She was a proud woman. With her being alone, when she obviously did not want to be, he could see how his words stung that pride all the more so because they were true. &nbsp;I care because I have a heart. If I did not? Why would I make my arrows so sharp? &nbsp;He took hold of her arm with a gentle hand and poured the water onto the cloth. It looked as if the bleeding had stopped but he did not want to pull the wound unnecessarily if the cloth was caught in the dried blood. <br><br>He spoke again as he eased the bandage off her arm.&nbsp; &nbsp;You can call me Hunter. It is much better than my own name. &nbsp;Though if he told her true she would probably get a good laugh. As the bandage came off her arm he sent a silent curse after which god or nymph pushed his arm. This flawless milky white limb would be forever marred by his mark. &nbsp;You are too beautiful and too young to be alone Misaka. You should have let your hurt and pride go long ago. &nbsp;He lifted a hand to her face and caressed it gently with the backs of his fingers. &nbsp;the pain of the truth does not make it any less true. Your home is falling apart and your body grows too thin. You cannot tend all of your garden and home… &nbsp; He looked down at her arm and softened his voice. &nbsp;and you do not have it in you to kill, even for your food. I will fix all of this for you. I will stay. &nbsp;<br><br>If she thought to argue with him, his actions would quickly change her mind for he had to open the gash to make sure that no cloth had been drug inside. He stilled himself against her expected cry of pain and mixed the warm water with the welling blood. Then he pressed it closed again with enough pressure to keep her in pain, but stem the flow of red. He could not stitch her arm until the bleeding stopped. It gave him time to ponder on the knotted feeling in his chest. Eros would hunt again… for the one who pushed his arm and caused him to hurt something so fair.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>05-04-2006, 06:46:30</strong>
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				"If you truely had a heart, you would not hunt at all." Her voice slightly brash. As the water cascaded over her arm and the torn piece of her dress she sighed looking at the dress then back at him. Sitting as still as possible while staring into his eyes, she could no longer resist the beauty that was there.<br><br>As he began to pull the bandage from her arm it caused her to wince as it pulled slightly at her skin. She quietly murmurs, "Hunter" as she listens to his voice. His compliment about being too beautiful to be alon, causes her cheeks to turn crimson. His touch warm and gentle, causes her to briefly pull back scared at first. After realizing that he isn't trying to hurt her, she allows her cheek to gently rest against his fingers.<br><br>When she hears that he is going to stay her mouth opens to protest but no sound comes out except a howl of pain, as he opens the gash. Even through the shriek of pain, her body managed to remain completely still as he took care of her arm. The pressure that he applied to her arm which finally causes the blood to stop flowing. She looks him over, "Hunter, thank you for taking the time to come all this way. You really didn't have to you know." her voice now soft, and demure now.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>07-04-2006, 04:36:27</strong>
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				For a moment Eros wished he had told her his name, so it not <em>Hunter </em> would be falling from her mouth. However looking like a mortal would be much easier on the woman he now tended. ”I am a man who owns his actions. I have never had an arrow go astray before.“&nbsp; With those words he sounds a little bit lost. His sight is on the gash in her arm. Softly he sakes his head causing his brown curls to slide across his shoulders. &nbsp;Sweet Misaka, I could have not walked away from you any more than I could walk away from my bow. <br><br>Eros let her arm go to see if the would was sealed. To his relief it stayed shut. Now he needed to stitch it closed. &nbsp;“You are a strong woman. I admire how you handle the pain. I’m going to sew the wound shut. Soon enough it will be done. . He wanted to ask her why she was along and why she was so sad, but for the moment decided not to pry. Obviously she had been through to much because of the carelessness of one of his own. The needle he used was curved and like his arrows sharp. All she felt was a small sting and a little pulling as he tied the knot. It also helped that Eros was pushing the needle through her arm at a speed she could barely feel.&nbsp; 15 stitches later he was done.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>07-04-2006, 06:12:32</strong>
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				She looked down at the arm, which he had rather rapidly stitched. "Thank you, Hunter." When she looked around her home once more, and then back at him; it finally dawned on her that she needed someone. "Hunter, please forgive me. I have not been very hospitable to you, it's just that it has been some time since anyone has come out here." <br><br>Obviously there was pain in the girls heart, something had happened in her past. It would not take much work for a god to explore her past to find out exactly what happened.<br><br>--- FlashBack ---<br><br>The time was 10 years earlier, the setting the small house just outside the woodland area. Times had been hard, very little food.. Kaile was now raising a daughter on her own after the girl's father had one day disappeared no one knowing what happened to him except the gods. Kiama had grown i'll, once again at the fate of the gods. While Kiama was very sickly, she continued to do work around the small shack like home. One day while outside, an arrow came flying directly at her. Now normally if Kiama had not grown ill, in her youth she had been trained to avoid such circumstances; unfortunately once more due to the god's intervention the girl had been left alone, with no one and nothing. It was due to this that the girls heart grew cold, and all she knew was sadness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>08-04-2006, 20:07:50</strong>
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				Eros gently applied the moistened herbs to her arm and wrapped it in a clean bandage as she softly spoke her apology. He laughed and stroked her forearm gently. Her skin was so soft. &nbsp;I believe I would be upset as well if I had been hit by an arrow. Worry about it no more. &nbsp;he said as he looked up to her eyes. He would find someone worthy of her love before he left her. Such a wondrous creature should not be lonely.&nbsp; &nbsp;Who knows after, after having me around for a month, you will find being around other people a breeze. &nbsp;<br><br>He took her hand and brought her palm to his mouth and kissed it before he stood. As the god of love it was only natural for him to give her the attention and affection that she needed. If she developed affections for him, it did not matter. They would become a fond memory once he found a man to be her husband. It was his attachment to her that he had to worry about. &nbsp;Shall I begin where you left off? I will need you to direct me, I have never washed clothing before. &nbsp;He offered her his hand. There was much to do that he had never done before and there was much to do for which no one was better. For making her feel like a beautiful woman wanting to be in live again, indeed there was not one better than Eros.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>09-04-2006, 01:10:51</strong>
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				Misaka smiled ever so gently as he touched her hand. Standing up she guides him out to where she had been washing clothes, and begins to show him exactly what she was doing. She began to try to work, though as she did pain shot through her arm causing her to wince. "Ow, maybe I should let you do the work", her voice filled with a twinge of pain. She looks up at him with a look sadness, "I'm sorry, it's just I dont remember a time when I haven't had to do my own work."
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				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>09-04-2006, 20:22:08</strong>
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				The god followed her outside. She had a graceful walk that had to be admired.&nbsp; He had expected her to verbally instruct him on how to clean the laundry, not do it herself. Yet when she bent down over the basin, he said nothing. Eros was going to let her learn the hard way. She gave the expected look of pain, but it was the sadness that worked on his heart. He walked up behind her and placed his arms around her waist, gently lifting her up and pulling her back against his muscular body. &nbsp;You are a stubborn woman, dear heart. You were supposed to direct me. Did you enjoy my attentions that much that you wish me to replace the stitches in your arm? &nbsp;His tone was teasing. It his surprise he found that he had to work hard at ignoring the feeling of her body against his, least she become surprise or even worse frightened. 
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				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>09-04-2006, 22:08:32</strong>
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				The feel of his arms around her waist cause her to gasp for breath. When she fells her body being pulled away and against his she cant help but blush, her voice ragged "I'm sorry, I guess I do not know how to allow others to do for me." She slinked back and sat on a small stump, and began giving him instructions on what should be done as she reaches to touch her arm where the stitches were. They had not been torn, but they just reminded her of how helpless she was right then.
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				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>16-04-2006, 17:05:53</strong>
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				Eros picked up the clothing and crouched down beside the wash basin. It really did not take to much intelligence to figure out how to clean the clothing. One simply pushed the bunched cloth against the rippled stone in the lye water. The muscles in his arms flexed from the work and he found a new respect for women. Had he not training as a warrior his arms would have been tired very quickly. He finished the few remaining garments she had and hung them on the line to dry. <br><br>&nbsp;There, that was not so difficult was it? I am sure with a little training you can let others do work for you as naturally as any Goddess. &nbsp;He walked back over to her and bent his knees so that his face was level with hers. Both his eyes and his smile was warm as he again checked the wound on her arm. He could not keep his fingers from feeling the smooth skin of her shoulder, across her flawless neck or the warmth of her perfect cheeks. He ran the rough bad of his thumb over her soft full lips. &nbsp;You are remarkably beautiful. &nbsp;He said softly, his tone deep and warm. His eyes for a moment turned the dark green of a deep forest before returning to the color she remembered her mothers to be. Eros had not realized himself, how deeply she affected him.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>17-04-2006, 06:25:51</strong>
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				Misaka couldn't help but watch him do the clothes. She felt a bit ashamed that she could not even do the work herself. She blushes a bit softly at his compliment, "Why would I want to let others do the work for me. I find it is very relaxing to be able to do the work for myself." She lowers her head a bit, wondering if she sounded like a fool.<br><br>When she felt him touch her arm to check the wound, it caused her to wince slightly. It was only when she felt his hand touching the smooth skin of her shoulder that she forgot about the wound. As his fingers gently moved across her cheek, her cheeks became a darker shade of crimson. Though when she felt the gentle touch of his thumb on her lips she could not help but squirm slightly, "Hunter, could you please tell me your real name? I.." Her voice trails off slowly. <br><br>She felt something inside she had not felt in a very long time. She could not even remember what the feeling was; however something deep inside of her caused her to smile.
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				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>23-04-2006, 01:28:50</strong>
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				He was trapped in hair of gold, skin of milk with floating petals of roses. She wanted his real name. He was one of the primordial gods, yet her long awaited smile he could not deny. The god returned her smile with one of his own. She did not have to know he was a god to know his name. &nbsp;I prefer Hunter, least you laugh. &nbsp;No he took it back silently. He would allow her to call him anything to hear her laugh. &nbsp;My name is Eros. &nbsp;His eyes sought hers for her thoughts, his hand dropped to his knee to keep him from the temptation of kissing her mouth. 
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				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>23-04-2006, 06:31:14</strong>
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				She blushes a bit, now realizing what all the talk about no one ever surviving one of his arrows was about. "Eros.. Even if i found what you said funny, I would not laugh at you sir." She lowered her head a bit then even with her wound she moves to bow slightly before him, "It is an Honor.. Hunter.. Eros.. but don't you have other things to tend to than me?" She realized suddenly that as a god, he shouldn't be doing this kind of work.
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				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>23-04-2006, 17:41:04</strong>
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				She moved to bow to him and he stopped her gently with a light hand to her shoulder. Her intelligence was remarkable to deduce that he was a god and not just a simple man named for himself. His eyes changed to the dark green color of the tree tops in a forest and stayed that way; the illusion of his eyes to match the color of the loved one of the person who looked into them now gone. &nbsp;I can think of nothing that I would rather do than to wrap those golden curls around my finger and keep that beautiful smile on your lips. &nbsp;he delved his fingers into her soft hair and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. Then he stood. He needed to get back to doing other things than paying direct attention to her. Already he could feel the stirring in his loins. If it continued to go in the direction he was thinking there would be no hiding it from her as all that gave him modesty was the tunic that fell to his mid thigh. &nbsp;Perhaps it is time to begin your dinner. You can show me the vegetables to pick and I will catch a chicken so you can have a proper meal. &nbsp;He held his hand out to her to help her up, despite himself he could not resist touching her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>23-04-2006, 18:21:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She still can't believe that this god would take a step back from his duties to tend to her. For her entire life, all she has known is lonliness and here was a god no less taking time to tend to her. "Eros, Thank you.." Is all she can manage, as she for once in her life is going to suck up her pride and allow this rather handsome man, no.. God to do for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 22:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eros took her hand and guided her back into her home. He took the time to make mental notes of all the work that needed to be done. He himself lived in a cave. Unlike mortals he only felt cold when he thought about it. Their belief in him was his food, though he could eat if he so desired. But humans were so fragile, hence their charm to him… at least this one that he touched. <br><br>“I do not know what you do when you relax and have no work, but do it now and I will return shortly with what I can gather from your garden.” He let her hand go once they were inside. A quick search revealed a basket he could use so he picked it up to keep from touching her again. He planned on also catching one of the chickens running wild around her property.&nbsp; Tomorrow he would build a coop so she could control the chickens and harvest their eggs. He flashed her a smile and guided his large frame out the door.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>30-04-2006, 23:38:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His touch caused her to blush, as she is guided into the home all she can do is nod softly. She moves about the house trying to clean a little bit before she realizes she cant even do that, so she goes to the bedroom which wasn't much. She decided to lay down for a nap, perhaps.. this was all a dream and it would end soon she thought to herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 03:31:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not that Eros did not have immense respect for women. They were strong creatures to birth children and raise them until they could live on their own. But he never paid much attention in how much they had to do in their day. He picked some vegetables in the garden, noticing that most of her work was done here. It was quite beautiful and no weeds to be seen.&nbsp; With his bow and arrow he shot a chicken. Like he was accustomed, he did not miss. <br><br>The time it took him to prepare the meal did not matter to him. What was an hour or so worth when one was eternal? He had checked and discovered she slept so he left her alone. Now the sun was setting and the smell of roasting chicken and cooking vegetables filled the small home. The cooking pratically done, he walked to her bed and softly sat down upon it. He took the time again to smell her hair. His long dark curls tickled her face as he whispered into her ear. “It is time to wake up my heart.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>01-05-2006, 05:48:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stretched and yawned a bit as the aroma of the roasted chicken smell wafted up to her. She smiled softly, "Mmm it smells good.." For a moment, in her still half hazed state she thought that she was a little girl again, and her mother had brought her dinner in bed. "Mother?" She said, though as she began to awaken abit more she blushed when she realized that it wasnt a dream. "Oh, Eros this is tookind of you, you did not have to make dinner.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:28:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka reminded him of a morning flower awaking to great the spring sun. She looked so peaceful sleeping he had hated to wake her, but she needed to eat to heal. “No, my flower I am not your mother.” He said with a warm chuckle and brushed her hair away from her face; his fingertips lingering on her cheek. “As for making you dinner, I did have to make it for you, because it was my desire to do so.” He stood and extended his hand to her yet a gain. “And I always get what I desire.” He gave her a wink and a smile that suggested the comment was made in hummer, but there was a hunger in his eyes that had nothing to do with food.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 00:32:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks up into his eyes and smiles softly. She blushed a deep red when she looked even deeper because she could sense.. that a part of him wanted more. She quickly ate and set the plate aside.. she ate rather hastily as she was very hungry. After setting the plate aside she reaches to touch his hand.. "Eros.." Her voice soft and gentle.. She doesnt know what to say so she just leans close to him and allows her head to rest on his shoulder. She felt comfortable with him, and she wanted to be close to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 15:57:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eros wondered what she did for food before he arrived. She ate like one who had never eaten before. Perhaps her body knew that it was getting nutrition long denied. He ate a little, but soon she was done and distracting him by her soft touch. He smiled as he laid her head on his shoulder and wondered how long it would take her to fall asleep again. He pulled her on to his lap and propped his feet up on the chair she had been sitting in. The sun had set and he had a nice fire going before them in the hearth. Her weight was light, perhaps a bit too much. But what captured his attention was the feel of her silky golden hair. The fire gave it a reddish cast as he ran fingers through her curls. &nbsp;You are so beautiful. &nbsp;He brought her hair to his lips to feel its texture there, then he lightly rubbed her hair across her own. Eros knew that it was probably better to place her in her bed to sleep alone, but he could not deny who he was and that this woman needed to know she was loved before his task here was complete.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>07-05-2006, 19:32:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka shifts in his arms a bit, she had not been able to sleep very well as of late either. "Eros", she whispered lightly as she began to dream. A part of her felt like here, with him is where she belonged. Yet another part of her knew that he was a god, and he was deserving of a much better woman than her. In her sleep she muttered quietly, "Eros, you deserve so much better.." She obviously had alot of self doubts even if she was more beautiful than most women.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 01:54:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly fell asleep in his arms. Eros chose to think it was because she was exhausted and comfortable with him rather than the fact that he was boring her. After a time of watching the fire he stood, easily lifting her in his arms. There was much work that he could do while she slept, but he did not want to part from the warmth of her body. Gently he laid her down on her bed so that he could remove her sandals. After removing his footwear he slid beside her and pulled her to him. Her flowery scent would stay with him forever. But for now he let it sooth him into mortal sleep, lightly caressing her side until his body completely succumbed to slumber. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 06:46:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In her sleep, she had managed to press rather close to him as her arms wrapped around his torso. It had been a very long time since she had any warm body beside her in bed. Though at the feel of his warm body, her eyes opened to find him beside her in bed causing her cheeks and probably most of her body to blush. "Eros, you do not have to stay with me.. " She whispers to him slightly.. Even though she was rather enjoying the feel of him close to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:15:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Soft sleepy words brought him out of slumber. He smiled and stroked the curls of her hair. &nbsp;You are right. I do not have to stay. But I choose to. Do you grow weary of me already? &nbsp;if she truly did not want him around, there was nothing he could do for her, rather nothing he would do for her. He had sometimes denied love out of spite, but he had never granted it for the same reason. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:33:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka reaches up to touch his cheek with a gentle smile from her lips. "No, I do not tire of your presence. Your presence is both welcomed and honored here dear Eros." She slowly moved to press her side against his chest. "Eros, when I am healed are you going to leave?" She was not sure what would happen when she would completely heal though she knew she really did not want him to leave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 04:46:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a rare moment when he go to hold a woman in such a manner, he easily pulled her body on top of his so that he could enjoy the full weight of her body. He caressed the side of her face with a gentle hand as she spoke. &nbsp;“Eventually I will have to leave, but not for a while yet.” He briefly brushed his lips against hers. &nbsp;“You will not even remember I was here. I will be nothing more than a good dream.” He hoped the truth did not upset her, but lying was never an option.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 04:57:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka frowned slightly at his words, "And, if you leave.. Might it be possible for me to come with you? I dont want to be here.. alone anymore.. Eros" She had been alone so long, she no longer wanted to be alone... not even for a single second.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 18:51:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If she gave pause to notice, she would feel that her dress had ridden up in her sleep. Their bare thighs were now touching and as his tunic had been pulled up by moving her on top of him, only her dress kept his manhood from her skin. This situation did not appear to bother him in the least as he kissed the edge of her frown and let his tongue taste a small potion of her lips. You will not be alone, my flower. I will hand pick a husband for you and you will never want for love and adoration. Before he left her, he would search all of Greece for a man good enough to deserve her. She would not miss Eros at all. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 22:18:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles softly at the kiss, and the gentle feel of his touch. "Oh Eros" She said adoringly as her arms wrapped around his neck and clung to him, not caring that her dress was now beginning to bunch up even higher. She trembled slightly as her fingers ran along his cheek and she stared into his eyes, "There has never been any man as caring as you in my life, and I hope i never have to be without this kind of care again"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 15:24:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was daring to touch him. It had been a while since anyone had done such a thing. Despite being the god of love; physical contact was not something he thought about every day. &nbsp;It is a worry you can let go. You will never be alone again. &nbsp;He could search while she slept easy enough. <br><br>But for the moment his mind went back to touching. He slowly drifted his hand down her spine and over her round buttocks. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 17:57:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka let out a soft yet gentle sigh as she laid her head against his chest. "Eros, that feels nice", she whispered as she clung even closer to him. She enjoyed the feel of his warm yet soft touch it was something she had longed for, the touch of someone who really cared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>16-05-2006, 01:26:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The warm glow of the fire added to the ambience of the night. All was quiet except for the cracking of the heated logs. He was eternal, he existed before anyone had believed in him and unlike some of the other gods, he would exist long after his name was forgotten. Yet it surprised him, how much he needed to feel her underneath his finger tips and how much he wanted her to touch him. He continued to caress her bottom, slowly working her dress up so that he could feel her soft skin. &nbsp;Misaka, you can touch me. The curly haired god whispered in her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 19:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka let out a soft low gasp, more of a gentle moan that carried on the air around the room. She stares into his eyes and nods as she leans closer allowing her lips to press against his in a warm yet hungry passion. She had not known the comfort of a man in some time, and her body trembled at how close she was to this near perfect man.. She gently runs her fingers through his hair deepening the kiss, her body pressing even closer as her desires grew.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 02:03:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eros kissed the beautiful human in return. His tongue delving into her mouth with finesse of a man well practiced. His hand found the bare skin of her bottom and he ran his fingers along the crease of her leg from the back of her womanhood to the side of her leg. Though this would be a moment she would almost completely forget he wanted the experience to be one she dreamed about for her life time. Using both hands he lifted her by her bottom and adjusted into a more comfortable position. He wanted her to feel his desire for her grow in its most physical manifestation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 03:21:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka blushes a deep red as she can feel his arousal. "Why Eros... You arent aroused are you?" She stares deep into his eyes as her hand slides down to feel that he is indeed very aroused. This causes her to blush even deeper as she gulps, "I.. did not think that a god could be aroused by a simple peasant girl like me"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>22-05-2006, 02:15:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had to be a bold one, playing innocent. Eros didn’t mind, he closed his eyes and moaned in his throat as she caressed his manhood with a gentle hand. &nbsp;My flower, I have never in my eternity as a god found a single woman whom could be described as simple. &nbsp;he chuckled lightly, his hands lightly sliding over the slit between her legs, from her nether lips to her anus… she could not deny her arousal either. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>22-05-2006, 02:25:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She bites her lower lip softly at his touch and stares deep into his eyes. "Eros, may I repay you for every kind thing you have done for me?" Her fingers gently continued to stroke the full length of his manhood slowly. "I want to thank you." She slowly moves to stand away from him slowly as she lowers her head a bit embarassed. She finally looks directly into his eyes as she allows the dress she wears to slide from her body revealing the perfect form of her every curve. "I want to allow my body to be your temple.." She blushes and moves closer to him and climbs back into his lap still naked as she leans to kiss him once more, her firm curves pressing close.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 03:35:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;You owe nothing for what is freely given. &nbsp;Eros managed to get out as she stroked his cock. He was a god of physical love as well as emotional yet he could not recall the last time he had fulfilled that side of his nature. Every move she made he watched. He made no move or comment as she undressed, but there was no hiding the hunger in his eyes. &nbsp;You are a perfect priestess and I am a lucky god. &nbsp;he says as he comes to his lap. His lips take hers and he kisses her with a passion that is intended to heat her blood. Once hand caresses the small of her back, while the other is more daring cupping her full breast and rubbing her nipple with his thumb.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 05:59:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was a crimson red at his full firm caressing to her breast and nipple. "Ahh.. Eros" She leaned to begin kissing slowly along his muscular chest or atleast what was exposed of it as she continued to gently take his cock stroking it warmly with each thrust of her hand. She stroked it warmly as she stared into his eyes, her own fueled by a flaming fire deep within that was just about out of control.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>11-06-2006, 00:32:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her passion filled voice was a caress to his ears. His hips lightly bucked with each stroke of her hand. She had no idea what she had started, but he knew by the time he was finished with her, she would be happily sleeping long into the day. <br><br>Eros picked Misaka up and laid her on the bed in the warm spot that he had been. It took but a moment to pull off his tunic, showing her his perfect cut of his muscular body. He traced a trail up the inside of her tights, stopping at the juncture of her legs and lightly began to fondle the flesh of her nether-lips. He leaned forward, supporting his weight wit the other hand. His soft curly hair felt about her breast with a silky touch, then he lowered his mouth on the nipple that his hand had touched earlier. He sucked upon it hard and lavished it with his tongue. <br><br>&nbsp;tell me what you want, My Flower. &nbsp;he whispered before traveling to the other peak and giving it the same rough but delightful attention. The hand between her legs still stroking the outer edges of her folds.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>11-06-2006, 05:42:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka near froze when at first he removed his tunic and his body was unveiled to her but even that did not cause her to writhe and gasp as his gentle touch came to rest upon her nether lips while his lips sucked gently on her nipple causing her entire body to spasm in one giant wave after another of pleasure beyond pleasure.<br><br>Misaka moaned quietly as he asked her the question, "Ah my dear gods.." She breathed heavily as she reached to touch the back of his head as he sucked fervishly at her nipple. She could not manage to muster the strength to do anything except moan and press against his touch from both his fingers and lips. "There is only one thing I want dear Eros is you" She gasped and breathed even deeper as he continued to touch her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 02:38:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was something to be said about the beauty of a woman writhing in pleasure. Her gasps and moans were music to his hears and she a delightful instrument. His fingers parted her soft petals and continued their stroking caress. Eros allowed his heavy man hood to press against her entrance but seemed to be in no hurry to get in side. His tongue and lips tasted the underside of her breast. This song would continue for a while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 02:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka continued to cry out in pleasure, every touch on her body by his fingers or his lips or by any part of him caused her to gasp and moan in extremel pleasure. It felt like her entire body was burning as pins and needles were pushed into her skin, it was oddly enough the most pleasurable situation she had ever felt. She squirmed and moaned under his touch, feeling the head of his manhood pressing into her caused her mouth to open, as she begged "Ah my beloved Eros, touch me, kiss me.. make me yours" She moaned as her body trembled. The most obvious signs of her pleasure were that her nipples were as hard as diamonds, and her pussy was already beginning to drip down his cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>17-06-2006, 01:14:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Touch her, kiss her, make her his… he would do that. With one rough thrust he buried his phallus deep inside her, forcing her channel apart to take him. His hand took over the stimulation of her nipples: rubbing, pinching, twisting… kneading her fleshy globe. His mouth quickly claimed hers swallowing any sound she might have made, he kissed her with such fierceness and passion that it pinned her to the bed and for a few seconds deprived her of air. <br><br>He continued to thrust strongly into her, bumping into the wall that protected her womb. The one that brought women pleasure with the right stimulation. His body seemed to know what hers needed and never passed a point she could not bare. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>17-06-2006, 07:29:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka gasped as she felt the entire length and girth of this greek god push deep within her tunnel as she slid her legs up around his waist allowing her leverage as she pushed more of her body around the length gasping at his powerful hands as her entire body seems to be burning with an intense heat of passion and desire as her fingers run up and over his chest, her fingernails dragging over his skin as she trembles and moans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>24-06-2006, 01:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eros rumbled deep in his throat when Misaka’s nails bit into his skin. The sensation was incredible to him, it echoed the wildness of passion that he was also God over. But after being bereft of women for so long every sensation was incredible and overwhelming. His hips continued to pump into her, for the moment going hard and quick. He did not want her adjusting to him quite yet. His hand lightly traced the underside of her breast and he sucked on her tongue during the kiss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fall of the Arrow (Firegoddess &amp; RPFan01)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RPFan01</strong> on <strong>24-06-2006, 02:20:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Misaka's entire body trembled as she felt his entire manhood pushing fast and deep inside of her. "Ah.. Eros.. my god.. you feel so wonderful within me." She managed to breath out finally as she leaned into the kiss, allowing her tongue to caress over his with each passing moment of the kiss. She used her heels to dig into his hips to pull her forward into each of his hard long thrusts. Her deep eyes staring into his, a part of her cried out in pleasure while another part of her cried out in pain.
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