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Post by LittleDeadGrrl on Sept 14, 2012 22:05:46 GMT -5
-Shade had been watching Eros convinced there was something wrong with the har. He knew Falk was telling the truth. He'd tried to get Eros alone but the opportunity never came. He was always surrounded by someone. He intended to go to Val tomorrow and enlist his help. He could see his friend was smitten with the pretty boy and he didn't want him to get hurt. He knew what he'd seen in his own minds eye and he knew Eros was a killer. He sighed as he moved through the woods in search of Falk. Truth was it wasn't just getting Eros away that consumed him. It was Falk. The har was so stunningly beautiful and dark. He felt himself drawn in like a moth to a flame. It was late by the time he managed to escape unseen and come find him. So when he came upon his camp the har was already asleep. He slipped in closer moving as quiet as a snake as he crawled in beside him. He watched him for a moment before he slipped in closer crawling in a bit into him as he lay on the ground next to him ... -
-Once they got Eros away and once his Freybriah was done he knew he'd leave with this har. He'd have to introduce him to Thrush and promise his hostling he'd keep in touch but he knew he didn't belong here. Not for much longer. This would always be his home but he was drawn to explore. To experience the bitter savage world outside this perfect haven. He needed it. The darkness inside of him needed it else he'd turn and twist all that was bad inside of him against those he loved. He let his hand slip down Falk's chest moving a bit over the tattoo's he could see. He felt he belonged with the dark har. It was like he just knew this was his place and he didn't need to think about it too much. It was instinct-
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Post by Synistergrrl on Sept 14, 2012 23:54:10 GMT -5
~Falk knew by the connection he'd created with that dark little har, that Shadow hadn't gotten Eros to follow him into the woods. But Falk had faith that he'd get his hands on Eros eventually. He just had to be patient, and all har knew a Uigenna's patience was long. What he'd not expected was to stumble across Shade as well, that was just a happy accident. So he waited for Shade to make his mood. Meanwhile, he hung out in the swamp like an alligator waiting for his prey to pass by.~
~He seemed passed out when Shade appeared, a bottle of whiskey by his side. As Shade drew in closer, bravely laying down beside such a dangerous har, daringly touching his chest, he would surely think Falk passed from a drunken night. But just as he was touching Falk's chest, the bigger har's arm shot out and grabbed Shade's wrist, those jade green orbs opening slowly like a dragon's. His brow arched seeing Shade as his other hand sneaked up under the har and pulled him roughly closer and then on top of him.~
Comin to keep me company?
~His voice was a low purring growl. His free hand was toying up Shade's spine,pushing up the harling's shirt before he leaned in, dragging his lips across Shade's neck. It was then that the bite came, hard and with enough force to leave a mark.~
You taste like honey and blood...
~His voice moaned those words, full of want and desire. His hands were roaming over Shade's body a bit possessively. There wasn't really a question as to the fact Falk felt he owned Shade a bit and now, he intended to have the harling, Freybria be damnedest.~
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Post by LittleDeadGrrl on Sept 15, 2012 11:54:44 GMT -5
-Shade made a little noise of surprise when he was suddenly grabbed. His whole body was a live wire and every touch shot electricity up his spine. When he was tugged on top he didn’t fight it. In fact he moved and straddled Falk beneath him. He arched a brow at that low growling purring voice that stirred something deep inside of him. He stared down with those dark orbs that seemed as deep and fathomless as the swamp itself. Shade really did resemble a wild nymph. As unforgiving and beautiful and wild and strange as the woods that surrounded them. He leaned in slowly … -
Maybe I’m using you for company … who says I care about your feelings in the matter …
-He smiled when his shirt was pushed off a little bit. His eyes closed faintly in pure pleasure at the touches before he shivered when he was bitten … -
I do?
-He asked almost innocently but in the next moment he leaned in and claimed the har’s lips roughly. He didn’t seem to care anymore than Falk did about his freybriah. He wanted this har and he wanted him now and he wasn’t going to be put on display. He’d have it done on his terms. He pushed off his own shirt tossing it away as he broke the kiss before leaning back in and kissing along Falk’s neck. His fingers slunk beneath the Uigenna’s shirt as he scratched at him roughly, rough enough to draw blood and cause pain. It was so strange. This harling that had never been with another har was flipping the tables on him. Causing him pain when normally he was used to being with kanene that tried to ward him off or give him soft pleasure. This har wasn’t running from him, or fighting him, not in the sense that he was trying to get away, he was fighting him for control. It was intoxicating … -
You taste like blood and poison … I like it …
-He moaned teasing a bit as he smiled. None of the bites or pain seemed to scare him. He fed off it a bit but every time Falk got too rough the smaller har beneath him growled and scratched just as roughly leaving angry welts on his chest and back as punishment. He was moaning full of pleasure the whole time enjoying himself as he urged Falk to take him any which way he pleased. He half knew Thrush would be angry but it didn’t matter to him. Who he was with and when, those decisions belonged to him and him alone. As they kissed and shared breath Shade showed images of the swamp. There were sights and sounds from this place, of swimming deep in the murky water … it was all beautiful and unique and Falk knew deep down, though he’d not admit it, that he’d want this har … that maybe he’d even met his match in some ways-
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Post by Synistergrrl on Sept 18, 2012 0:41:40 GMT -5
~Falk needed very little coaxing to be convinced to take this harling. Infact, the sharing of breath was all that was really need. Falk was all rough and brutal caresses. He flipped Shade onto his back and coaxed him into being soume. When he took the har, he bit down on his shoulder until the skin broke and he was able to taste Shade's blood. When it was over, Falk pulled Shade against him and with much more docile touches, he had Shade again, slower, less insistant the second time. But he owned Shade, marking the har. The truth was that he liked that the har fought back with him, but moaned and purred at the abuse he tossed his way. Infact, Shade seemed willing, begging actually, and that drug Falk into some sort of place he'd never been before.~
~As the sun rose slowly over the swamp, Falk had Shade pressed against him watching the sun slowly rise up over the water. The cool morning hair played over their naked bodies. Falk was content for maybe the first time in a very long time. Infact, as he lay there, he was thinking of nothing other then Shade. Eros was far from his brain. His arm was wrapped around Shade's waist, his hand on the har's hip and he was smoking a cigarette. He smirked a bit.~
So... how are you going to explain to your hostling that he's going to have to call off your celebration?
~He wasn't the type to make small talk really. But sitting here with Shade, well it didn't seem to bother him. He flicked the smoke out and then he tugged Shade in closer. He brushed back the har's hair and cocked his head. He was studying Shade and seemed to be considering something. Finally he let his eyes drift back to the water.~
You, little Shadow, need to work a bit harder at getting that fuckin' snake out in these swamps... tonight... there will be a celebration for you and the others... There will be alot of commotion... so... you should work on getting Eros out alone... I'll be close... and then we can bolt...Take him back to Fallsend, get our bounty and live like kings for a while....
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Post by LittleDeadGrrl on Sept 18, 2012 6:07:23 GMT -5
-Shade couldn't imagine a more perfect night. He sighed nuzzling a bit into Falk as he leaned into him as they lay there in the swamp while the sun began to warm up their bones. He could feel how sore his body was, bruised actually, and bitten. He knew if Thrush or anyone else saw him they'd ask who had beaten him so badly but it didn't feel that way at all. He could feel the darkness inside of him was quiet for the first time in a long time. It didn't beg or hiss for anything. It was asleep. He felt owned and in a strange way that made him feel at home. Like he'd finally found some place he belonged. All of him, not just the good-
I hadn't chosen a har yet so it's not a big deal ... besides it's my choice when and where. I didn't want it to be in front of everyone ...
-He shrugged saying it simply. He knew Thrush would be upset but he also knew he'd understand because he was his hostling. He reached out taking the cigarette from Falk as he took a puff before handing it back relaxing a bit more closing his eyes even. Most often in the morning the other har looked at Falk with a sense of terror and relief, waiting for him to leave. Shade seemed ready to nap right beside him. When he mentioned Eros he frowned before nodding slowly as he sat up a bit ... -
I have worked hard. He's always surrounded by Val ...
-Shade growled faintly looking indignant for a moment before he nodded ... -
... but I have a plan. I think I can get him alone tonight ... just don't stay too close. Even with the commotion Orion and Spirit could still sense you. They are very talented ....
-He reached out caressing Falk's chest, letting his hand play over those tattoos before he reached out and tugged and his pants on getting dressed. He needed to talk to his hostling and then he needed to talk to Valkyrie and hope he could convince the har of a very simple truth. Eros had to be taken away. For their safety. He couldn't leave until he knew the others were safe and then he and Falk could move on easily. Truth was he didn't want to leave the perfect warm spot he had in the crook of Falk's arm but he forced himself up ... -
I should go ... I need to talk to my hostling about tonight ...
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