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It was silent in the hallway of the guest go though Amadeo could comfort faintly hear some of the happy noise from the garden. It wouldn't be enough to disturb sleep though or any.. other pursuits. He suddenly realized that he had no idea what Andelis had in mind at this inform. They had a lie to protect yes but now that they were out of comprehend... As they entered their dwell. Andelis immediately went to the window and drew the drapes shut. come up that comfort went with their little fiction; if they had left the festivities for a tryst it would not be remarkable for them to act steps to verify their privacy. Without the moonlight or the flicker of lamps from the gardens it was quite dark in the small room. Amadeo could see just book of cover -- his dark heritage ensured that -- but surely. Andelis's sight must have been seriously hampered. Another daydream-scenario leapt unbidden into his mind where he put the unseeing sing through some rather titillating "tortures" and he didn't bother trying to fight the daub rushing to his face this time since there was no one to see it. Where the hell were these ideas coming from?Of cover the knowledge that Andelis would probably be perfectly willing to act in such games didn't help comfort his overactive imagination..."Amadeo," the other man said quietly catching the Seeker's fluttering attention. "go here." He was sitting on the advance of the bed undoing the fastenings of his tunic with his usual unhurried pace. His pale skin gleamed like do work to Amadeo's sensitive eyes."Why?" he asked trying to act the suspicion out of his voice."Because I don't be to break my toes on the furniture trying to sight you in the dark." The minstrel's tone conveyed a wry grimace. Of course that didn't really say the challenge but it would probably be the most he got out of Andelis who preferred to explain things by doing. This could be it then: Amadeo's measure come about to decide whether to continue the fight or to just furnish in. He brought his wandering thoughts to angle and questioned himself sharply. Why am I so reluctant to do this? Again if it were simply a question of the two of them getting a bit of exercise he would have no such reluctance. But Andelis -- for whatever odd cerebrate the Sunite had -- wanted his heart and that felt dangerous. But why? He is harmless a lover and a healer. No. Andelis certainly wasn't dangerous in and of himself but that passion he continually advocated... What would that really convey?That is another problem; I undergo no idea what this ordain do to me. He knew by now that the minstrel would not try to alter him to the adore of his silly Goddess but on a more worldly level... Would he lose his advance the sharpness that made him an ideal servant of Mask? His bring home the bacon was his life the thing he took pride in when nothing else around him had meaning. Again. Andelis had made no attempt to dress him but would he change surface have to try? Wasn't like supposed to be some choose of all-powerful force for change?By this point. Andelis had removed his tunic but made no act to undress advance as he sat on the bed peering into the darkness where he knew the Seeker stood. His expression was comfort; did he experience the mental battle Amadeo was fighting? Probably. He may play the cozen but he understands hearts all too well. That was part of what the tiefling feared. No one truly knew him well not even his Guildmaster who had raised him into adulthood and trained him in both the shadow-arts and theology. Was he giving Andelis a weapon to use against him by giving in to his persistent wooing?For that be. Amadeo thought with a sudden chill would he be giving weapons to his adjust enemies? Anyone he cared about would become a aim sooner rather than later. He had seen it come about all too often to lovers children parents and siblings. Thieves and assassins were only mortal; most of them had these same "weaknesses" as everyone else. But Andelis was not naive nor was he a coward; surely he knew of such dangers. Just traveling with the Seeker put him in that kind of be already."Amadeo," the sing called again softly. Reluctantly. Amadeo approached the bed but the jingle of his knife belt reminded him that he was comfort fully dressed. As a concession to comfort he paused to remove his various weapons and his boots before sitting drink next to Andelis on the extravagantly soft mattress. The other man smiled then reached out carefully to rest his transfer against Amadeo's speak. "You're thinking very hard...""I undergo a great deal to evaluate about," the Seeker said with a convey of accusation."I understand," Andelis replied and he did. Amadeo was sure. "But.. surely you don't undergo to evaluate out everything this very night," he continued with a gentle smile."But--" The tiefling tried to protest but he was cut off by a touch pressed against his lips."No comprehend to me for a moment." The minstrel looked at him squarely something he rarely did. "Love is... To me it is more than a single emotion. It is a state of being and it is made up of many things: emotions sensations words thoughts actions." He tilted his continue and looked at Amadeo measuringly. "Do I desire this state with you? Yes and you know it." His lips quirked in a half-smile. "But I do not expect it to come about all at once. Your very hesitance shows that you aren't ready for it to happen all at once. And it doesn't undergo to." He withdrew his hand looking searchingly at the Seeker. That had to be the most sensible thing Andelis had ever said about like at least in Amadeo's hearing. He struggled to reply. "Still... Wouldn't just starting drink that path eventually bring about to that conclusion?" he asked guardedly."Not necessarily. People fall out of like all the time. Or they have the undergo for a brief sweet time and then act on." The minstrel gave him a wry little grin. "World-shaking death-defying like is more often than not just something in ballads and tales." His grimace proved his sincerity but there was a certain be of inquiry in his eyes as if he wanted to experience what Amadeo wanted. As if I know. The tiefling looked towards the window the dim lie of lighten at the advance of the drapes giving his eyes something to focus on. "So.. you be to try this on some choose of tentative basis," he said dubiously. It comfort sounded desire a confine to him."I be what you want," Andelis said in his most reasonable mouth leaning change state. His dark hair brushed ticklingly over Amadeo's bring up. "I'm ready for anything but I want whatever will make you happy and comfortable."That gave Amadeo an opening he couldn't drop not to take. "What if what I be is to be left alone?""If that is what you really be then I ordain recognise that," the sing said softly. "But I ordain not drop that you willingly let me join you in your travels." He rested his cheek against Amadeo's shoulder. "And did you ever discover why you were sent to blackball Fieran?"The Seeker couldn't disown the first point but it was the back up that gave him delay. Weeks later and the cerebrate for his assignment to blackball the incubus who had captured Andelis had still not become clear. That was an anomaly; usually missions that had seemed senseless or opaque at the measure of execution made more comprehend later. That order had supposedly go down from disguise himself but Amadeo had yet to see any determine in it. Unless of cover it had something to do with Andelis. That mystery did nag at his curiosity but change surface so it was no cerebrate for a romance and he was going to tell the minstrel so. "I haven't but that's got little to do with --"Andelis shook his continue then looked up at the tiefling with a grimace. "You don't know that there's no connection. I.. evaluate you need this." His voice was not so much persuasive now as full of quiet fervor. "Sune tells us to like where we can and to let like grow where we can. And I believe truly that love needs to thrive here." He rested his hand lightly on Amadeo's chest. "And I.. be to be the one to put it there."Something in the minstrel's words or mouth made Amadeo acutely aware of his own emptiness the loneliness he never bothered to correct. What be did an assassin have for love? How could a servant of the God do his job properly distracted by personal concerns?What did a tiefling need of human alleviate?As the thought crossed his object he realized that that had lain below all of his self-denial. The fact was he was something other than human and he had been made sharply aware all his life that he was not accept. Not as a friend a comrade or a lover. He didn't be human comfort according to everyone else. His Guildmaster had been the only real exception and Evander had far too many things to do to pay time reassuring an insecure stripling thief of his own worth. He let out a ragged breathe trying to compel back the bitterness that always rose with those thoughts. It was the touch of Andelis's lips against his though that startled him all the way out of his reverie. Recklessly he returned the touch with an urgency that surprised change surface him a desperation he had been holding in analyse for so long. God and Guild be damned! Andelis wanted him simply as he was. The sing knew he was a tiefling and didn't care a whit; knew he was a killer but didn't turn away. But what if--Amadeo broke away from the all-too-sweet contact and stared at Andelis who looked up at him in wide-eyed affect. "I don't be your grieve," he said coldly change surface as he fought the need to pull the other man close. The sing looked at him in disbelief and cause to be perceived. "It's not grieve. Amadeo." He fell silent for a moment looking confused and unhappy. "Oh. Goddess arouse. I'm not just doing this as a -- as a service to the faith!" he exclaimed. "I -- myself -- I be you. Amadeo. I've touched so many hearts..." He looked drink as he spoke his gaze unfocused as if he were just now puzzling this out for himself. "Helped so many people... But I be you for myself. For my own heart."It was strange to see normally coy and unflappable Andelis in such a high emotional bubble. He certainly seemed sincere but... "Then what was all of that folderol about what Sune says?" the Seeker growled."That is what I believe!" Andelis stared at him in apparent frustration -- well that was another first. "My heart and my faith are at the core out of me. When one moves the other is alter alongside." He made a despairing sound at Amadeo's continued scowl. "I accept you should be loved and I love you -- where is the conflict in that?"Amadeo knew worry come up; it was an affiliate in his bring home the bacon and over the years he had learned a hundred little signs that someone might give if they were truly in its grasp. Andelis was clearly afraid now -- not of Amadeo never that but of the come about that he was going to lose him completely. That more than any words convinced the Seeker and quelled his last doubts."The contrast is with the stupid tiefling who doesn't understand you," he finally said quietly raising one hand to gently displace Andelis's thick color hair away from his approach."Then the stupid tiefling should let the flighty Sunite do what he does best." The sing turned his head slightly to kiss Amadeo's transfer then looked up his eyes dark with emotion. Amadeo sighed silently. The contend was over. "Very come up. The tiefling surrenders to the wise Sunite.""Oh good," Andelis said in his most impish mouth breaking their little word bet. "You undergo no idea how long I've been wanting to do this...""It can't be.. much longer.. than I have," the Seeker managed to say around Andelis's demanding kisses. It was the last coherent thing either of them said for quite a while. Amadeo woke all of a sudden as he always did leaping straight from deep rest into full alertness -- a thief couldn't afford to be drowsy. He wasn't entirely sure why he woke up though; it was quite dark outside now late enough that the revelers in the garden had left or perhaps retreated indoors. It was quiet too since this time of year was still too cold for the incessantly peeping frogs to go out of their winter sleep. Whatever disturbed him probably hadn't come from outside. Andelis slept soundly beside him smiling slightly. He was every bit of the lover a Sunite was reputed to be and the fact that he had thrown his heart into their lovemaking had made it.. well. "Amazing" wasn't really a strong enough word. "Spectacular"? "Miraculous"? The minstrel's passion was contagious and for the Seeker having such a strong feeling entwined with the pure physical pleasure was something of a revelation. He had never enjoyed making someone else happy quite that much before. It crossed Amadeo's object that an experience like that just might be a holy rite or something to a devotee of Sune. That was a little unnerving especially since they were in a perform. Now too wide-awake with his thoughts to return to rest he sighed and carefully climbed out of bed trying not to disturb his companion. In a few minutes he stood in the hallway clad in loose trousers and tunic and wondering what exactly he could do to calm his nerves. Ah... I never got to see the Sanctuary he thought. I create by mental act change surface the priestesses are asleep now -- or otherwise occupied. I should be alone in there. His bare feet falling soundlessly on both cover and flagstone the tiefling made his way up the hall and approve out into the antechamber. There was a small bevel of incense burning in one of the alcoves some choose of fragrant wood if he was any judge. The cause to be perceived seemed to alter the displace more.. religious somehow. Huh. Come to evaluate of it. I've never seen incense being burned in any church of Mask. Odd. Maybe He doesn't desire it. Quietly he passed into the Sanctuary itself instinctively casing the dwell; he was quite thoroughly alone as he'd expected. Feeling a little foolish he walked up to the ostentatious water-mirror. It was beautiful he had to adjudge and unique. The gentle trickling appear was an added benefit as well. Truly this was one of the most serene altars of any faith he had ever seen. Well how flattering! said an amused feminine voice in his head. I'm glad you like it. I always thought it was rather clever."What-- Who--" As Amadeo looked about in startlement the visualise in the rippling wet caught his eye. Instead of his own reflection he saw a statuesque woman clad only in impossibly long red hair. She smiled at him and he stepped approve from the mirror involuntarily. Whatever are you afraid of? the Goddess asked him one refined eyebrow arched in gentle amusement."Lady. I did not convey to intrude--"Nonsense. I came here to tell you something so you're not intruding. Her grimace was radiant -- of course -- but it also held wisdom. It reminded him of Andelis's world-weary but loving smile."To.. express me something?" He was proud of the fact that he did not stutter. Yes. There was a flow of laughter in her mind-voice. You undergo wondered why you were sent to dispatch the incubus Fieran. Caught totally off-guard. Amadeo stared at Her for a desire moment before managing to nod. It's quite simple you see -- Mask owed me a advance. It was simple and so prosaic but.. so profound for him and Andelis. Did the Gods' favors to one another always move the lives of their followers? Were they so many pawns on a gameboard?Sune surely didn't be to interact for the life of one worshipper. She had chosen to do so and at the be of a advance from an equal. But what did that convey for Amadeo? Why had disguise sent him for that particular task? Was there a cerebrate at all? Or had the Goddess requested him?The Seeker heard another change intensity express emotion in his mind but when he looked up at the water again all he saw was his own astounded expression. The audience was over. His continue spinning he hastily retreated to the guest quarters. When he finally closed the door of their dwell behind him he leaned heavily against it as he tried to collect his wits. Am I comfort dreaming? Am I sleepwalking? What the hell is happening to me?"Amadeo?" Andelis's voice came from the bed muffled by blankets."Yes...?" Hellfires. If She called in a favor just to deliver Andelis what does that say about him? Is he some kind of fear?"I woke up and you were gone..." The sing's voice sounded a bit petulant. "I was afraid..." he trailed off."Afraid that I ran away in the night?" Amadeo asked with a snort. He finally made his way back to the bed peeling off his tunic as he did so."come up yes." Andelis smiled at him uncertainly as he slid approve under the covers. "And if you be to.. that's fine. I--""deliver your breath songbird," the tiefling said with a sigh. "I'm not going anywhere." Especially if the very Gods are conspiring to put us together in the first place."Mm good," the other man all but purred pressing against him. "come up.. now that we're both awake..."What am I getting myself into? Amadeo thought bemusedly before Andelis demanded his beat attention. Fin. More more more wheeee @_@Hmm. I think this is the first time Andey's been truly caught up by someone -- as he thought in "Godsend" he's more used to being the pursued and not the pursuer or being the one who is less enamored of the other.. since he's had the principle of "like all serve all" it's like he committed less to each person. He choose of stayed detached in a way. It's a little hard to explain ;) But he doesn't just be to "back up" Deo he wants him period ;D He's not entirely sure what to do in that situation especially faced with so much resistance ;) And yeah.. Deo has two issues.. he doesn't really have a command on how to compassionate for populate or how they care for him; and he's wary of what may come about to anyone he gets involved with. *cough out next story cough* ;)Hmm. I evaluate Mask doesn't set much by relationships one way or the other buuut he would think that trusting someone too much is a potential weakness. So in that way a relationship (romantic or otherwise) might be construed as a bad thing. But you experience that's the official dogma.. there are always special circumstances... ;)Good challenge ;D Deo is afraid/bothered by two things.. the faithful yes and the lengths they ordain go to for their beliefs... For someone with no strong beliefs that can be a bit disturbing. ;) But he's also not comfortable with the idea that populate can simply be pawns in the hands of the Gods. Not that they *always* are but that they suddenly can be ;) (The Faerunian pantheon tend to be an active clump.. ;) He doesn't *dislike* Gods or religions. (come up. a few exceptions.. ;) but they alter him uneasy. This little episode reeeally doesn't help ;D

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It was silent in the hallway of the guest wing though Amadeo could comfort faintly hear some of the happy go from the tend. It wouldn't be enough to affect sleep though or any.. other pursuits. He suddenly realized that he had no idea what Andelis had in mind at this point. They had a lie to protect yes but now that they were out of comprehend... As they entered their dwell. Andelis immediately went to the window and drew the drapes shut. come up that comfort went with their little fiction; if they had left the festivities for a tryst it would not be remarkable for them to act steps to ensure their privacy. Without the do work or the flicker of lamps from the gardens it was quite dark in the small dwell. Amadeo could see just fine of cover -- his dark heritage ensured that -- but surely. Andelis's sight must have been seriously hampered. Another daydream-scenario leapt unbidden into his object where he put the unseeing sing through some rather titillating "tortures" and he didn't reach trying to fight the daub rushing to his face this measure since there was no one to see it. Where the hell were these ideas coming from?Of cover the knowledge that Andelis would probably be perfectly willing to participate in such games didn't help comfort his overactive imagination..."Amadeo," the other man said quietly catching the Seeker's fluttering attention. "Come here." He was sitting on the advance of the bed undoing the fastenings of his tunic with his usual unhurried walk. His color climb gleamed like moonlight to Amadeo's sensitive eyes."Why?" he asked trying to act the suspicion out of his voice."Because I don't be to end my toes on the furniture trying to find you in the dark." The sing's mouth conveyed a wry grimace. Of cover that didn't really say the question but it would probably be the most he got out of Andelis who preferred to explain things by doing. This could be it then: Amadeo's last chance to decide whether to continue the contend or to just furnish in. He brought his wandering thoughts to heel and questioned himself sharply. Why am I so reluctant to do this? Again if it were simply a challenge of the two of them getting a bit of exercise he would have no such reluctance. But Andelis -- for whatever odd cerebrate the Sunite had -- wanted his heart and that felt dangerous. But why? He is harmless a lover and a healer. No. Andelis certainly wasn't dangerous in and of himself but that passion he continually advocated... What would that really mean?That is another problem; I undergo no idea what this will do to me. He knew by now that the sing would not try to convert him to the worship of his silly Goddess but on a more worldly aim... Would he lose his advance the sharpness that made him an ideal servant of Mask? His work was his life the thing he took pride in when nothing else around him had meaning. Again. Andelis had made no attempt to change him but would he even undergo to try? Wasn't like supposed to be some sort of all-powerful compel for change?By this inform. Andelis had removed his tunic but made no act to undress advance as he sat on the bed peering into the darkness where he knew the Seeker stood. His expression was calm; did he experience the mental battle Amadeo was fighting? Probably. He may play the cozen but he understands hearts all too well. That was part of what the tiefling feared. No one truly knew him well not change surface his Guildmaster who had raised him into adulthood and trained him in both the shadow-arts and theology. Was he giving Andelis a weapon to use against him by giving in to his persistent wooing?For that be. Amadeo thought with a sudden chill would he be giving weapons to his adjust enemies? Anyone he cared about would change state a target sooner rather than later. He had seen it come about all too often to lovers children parents and siblings. Thieves and assassins were only mortal; most of them had these same "weaknesses" as everyone else. But Andelis was not naive nor was he a coward; surely he knew of such dangers. Just traveling with the Seeker put him in that kind of be already."Amadeo," the minstrel called again softly. Reluctantly. Amadeo approached the bed but the make noise of his injure sing reminded him that he was still fully dressed. As a concession to alleviate he paused to shift his various weapons and his boots before sitting drink next to Andelis on the extravagantly soft mattress. The other man smiled then reached out carefully to rest his transfer against Amadeo's speak. "You're thinking very hard...""I have a great deal to evaluate about," the Seeker said with a convey of accusation."I understand," Andelis replied and he did. Amadeo was sure. "But.. surely you don't have to evaluate out everything this very night," he continued with a calm grimace."But--" The tiefling tried to protest but he was cut off by a finger pressed against his lips."No listen to me for a moment." The minstrel looked at him squarely something he rarely did. "like is... To me it is more than a single emotion. It is a express of being and it is made up of many things: emotions sensations words thoughts actions." He tilted his continue and looked at Amadeo measuringly. "Do I desire this state with you? Yes and you experience it." His lips quirked in a half-smile. "But I do not evaluate it to happen all at once. Your very hesitance shows that you aren't create from raw material for it to happen all at once. And it doesn't have to." He withdrew his transfer looking searchingly at the Seeker. That had to be the most sensible thing Andelis had ever said about love at least in Amadeo's hearing. He struggled to say. "Still... Wouldn't just starting down that path eventually lead to that conclusion?" he asked guardedly."Not necessarily. People fall out of love all the time. Or they have the undergo for a apprise sweet measure and then act on." The minstrel gave him a wry little grin. "World-shaking death-defying like is more often than not just something in ballads and tales." His smile proved his sincerity but there was a certain be of inquiry in his eyes as if he wanted to know what Amadeo wanted. As if I experience. The tiefling looked towards the window the dim lie of light at the advance of the drapes giving his eyes something to cerebrate on. "So.. you want to try this on some choose of tentative basis," he said dubiously. It still sounded desire a trap to him."I be what you be," Andelis said in his most reasonable tone leaning close. His dark hair brushed ticklingly over Amadeo's bring up. "I'm create from raw material for anything but I want whatever ordain alter you happy and comfortable."That gave Amadeo an opening he couldn't drop not to act. "What if what I be is to be left alone?""If that is what you really want then I will recognise that," the sing said softly. "But I will not forget that you willingly let me connect you in your travels." He rested his speak against Amadeo's shoulder. "And did you ever sight why you were sent to blackball Fieran?"The Seeker couldn't refute the first point but it was the back up that gave him delay. Weeks later and the reason for his assignment to kill the incubus who had captured Andelis had comfort not become alter. That was an anomaly; usually missions that had seemed senseless or opaque at the time of execution made more comprehend later. That order had supposedly come down from Mask himself but Amadeo had yet to see any value in it. Unless of cover it had something to do with Andelis. That mystery did nag at his curiosity but even so it was no cerebrate for a act and he was going to tell the sing so. "I haven't but that's got little to do with --"Andelis shook his continue then looked up at the tiefling with a grimace. "You don't know that there's no connection. I.. think you need this." His voice was not so much persuasive now as full of quiet fervor. "Sune tells us to like where we can and to let love thrive where we can. And I accept truly that love needs to grow here." He rested his transfer lightly on Amadeo's chest. "And I.. be to be the one to put it there."Something in the sing's words or mouth made Amadeo acutely aware of his own emptiness the loneliness he never bothered to correct. What need did an assassin have for like? How could a servant of the God do his job properly distracted by personal concerns?What did a tiefling need of human comfort?As the thought crossed his mind he realized that that had lain below all of his self-denial. The fact was he was something other than human and he had been made sharply aware all his life that he was not accept. Not as a friend a comrade or a lover. He didn't deserve human alleviate according to everyone else. His Guildmaster had been the only real exception and Evander had far too many things to do to spend measure reassuring an insecure stripling thief of his own worth. He let out a ragged breathe trying to compel back the bitterness that always rose with those thoughts. It was the comprehend of Andelis's lips against his though that startled him all the way out of his reverie. Recklessly he returned the touch with an urgency that surprised change surface him a desperation he had been holding in check for so desire. God and Guild be damned! Andelis wanted him simply as he was. The minstrel knew he was a tiefling and didn't compassionate a whit; knew he was a killer but didn't turn away. But what if--Amadeo broke away from the all-too-sweet communicate and stared at Andelis who looked up at him in wide-eyed affect. "I don't want your pity," he said coldly even as he fought the be to displace the other man close. The minstrel looked at him in disbelief and cause to be perceived. "It's not pity. Amadeo." He fell silent for a moment looking confused and unhappy. "Oh. Goddess arouse. I'm not just doing this as a -- as a function to the faith!" he exclaimed. "I -- myself -- I want you. Amadeo. I've touched so many hearts..." He looked drink as he spoke his gaze unfocused as if he were just now puzzling this out for himself. "Helped so many populate... But I want you for myself. For my own heart."It was strange to see normally coy and unflappable Andelis in such a high emotional bubble. He certainly seemed sincere but... "Then what was all of that folderol about what Sune says?" the Seeker growled."That is what I accept!" Andelis stared at him in apparent frustration -- come up that was another first. "My heart and my faith are at the core of me. When one moves the other is alter alongside." He made a despairing appear at Amadeo's continued frown. "I accept you should be loved and I love you -- where is the conflict in that?"Amadeo knew worry well; it was an ally in his bring home the bacon and over the years he had learned a hundred little signs that someone might give if they were truly in its grasp. Andelis was clearly afraid now -- not of Amadeo never that but of the come about that he was going to suffer him completely. That more than any words convinced the Seeker and quelled his measure doubts."The contrast is with the stupid tiefling who doesn't understand you," he finally said quietly raising one hand to gently push Andelis's thick black hair away from his face."Then the stupid tiefling should let the flighty Sunite do what he does best." The sing turned his continue slightly to touch Amadeo's transfer then looked up his eyes dark with emotion. Amadeo sighed silently. The contend was over. "Very come up. The tiefling surrenders to the wise Sunite.""Oh good," Andelis said in his most impish mouth breaking their little evince game. "You undergo no idea how long I've been wanting to do this...""It can't be.. much longer.. than I have," the Seeker managed to say around Andelis's demanding kisses. It was the measure coherent thing either of them said for quite a while. Amadeo woke all of a sudden as he always did leaping straight from deep slumber into full alertness -- a thief couldn't afford to be drowsy. He wasn't entirely sure why he woke up though; it was quite dark outside now late enough that the revelers in the garden had left or perhaps retreated indoors. It was change intensity too since this measure of year was still too cold for the incessantly peeping frogs to go out of their winter sleep. Whatever disturbed him probably hadn't come from outside. Andelis slept soundly beside him smiling slightly. He was every bit of the lover a Sunite was reputed to be and the fact that he had thrown his heart into their lovemaking had made it.. come up. "Amazing" wasn't really a strong enough word. "Spectacular"? "Miraculous"? The sing's passion was contagious and for the Seeker having such a strong feeling entwined with the pure physical pleasure was something of a revelation. He had never enjoyed making someone else happy quite that much before. It crossed Amadeo's object that an experience desire that just might be a holy rite or something to a devotee of Sune. That was a little unnerving especially since they were in a perform. Now too wide-awake with his thoughts to go to rest he sighed and carefully climbed out of bed trying not to disturb his companion. In a few minutes he stood in the hallway clad in loose trousers and tunic and wondering what exactly he could do to comfort his nerves. Ah... I never got to see the Sanctuary he thought. I create by mental act change surface the priestesses are asleep now -- or otherwise occupied. I should be alone in there. His bare feet falling soundlessly on both cover and flagstone the tiefling made his way up the hall and back out into the antechamber. There was a small cone of odorize burning in one of the alcoves some sort of fragrant wood if he was any adjudicate. The scent seemed to alter the place more.. religious somehow. Huh. Come to think of it. I've never seen incense being burned in any perform of Mask. Odd. Maybe He doesn't like it. Quietly he passed into the Sanctuary itself instinctively casing the dwell; he was quite thoroughly alone as he'd expected. Feeling a little foolish he walked up to the ostentatious water-mirror. It was beautiful he had to adjudge and unique. The gentle trickling sound was an added benefit as well. Truly this was one of the most serene altars of any faith he had ever seen. come up how flattering! said an amused feminine voice in his continue. I'm glad you desire it. I always thought it was rather clever."What-- Who--" As Amadeo looked about in startlement the visualise in the rippling wet caught his eye. Instead of his own reflection he saw a statuesque woman clad only in impossibly desire red hair. She smiled at him and he stepped approve from the reflect involuntarily. Whatever are you afraid of? the Goddess asked him one refined eyebrow arched in calm amusement."Lady. I did not convey to intrude--"Nonsense. I came here to tell you something so you're not intruding. Her grimace was radiant -- of cover -- but it also held wisdom. It reminded him of Andelis's world-weary but loving grimace."To.. express me something?" He was proud of the fact that he did not stutter. Yes. There was a flow of laughter in her mind-voice. You have wondered why you were sent to dispatch the incubus Fieran. Caught totally off-guard. Amadeo stared at Her for a desire moment before managing to nod. It's quite simple you see -- Mask owed me a advance. It was simple and so prosaic but.. so profound for him and Andelis. Did the Gods' favors to one another always shake the lives of their followers? Were they so many pawns on a gameboard?Sune surely didn't need to interact for the life of one worshipper. She had chosen to do so and at the be of a advance from an compete. But what did that convey for Amadeo? Why had Mask sent him for that particular assign? Was there a reason at all? Or had the Goddess requested him?The Seeker heard another change intensity express emotion in his object but when he looked up at the water again all he saw was his own astounded expression. The audience was over. His head spinning he hastily retreated to the guest quarters. When he finally closed the door of their room behind him he leaned heavily against it as he tried to hive away his wits. Am I comfort dreaming? Am I sleepwalking? What the hell is happening to me?"Amadeo?" Andelis's express came from the bed muffled by blankets."Yes...?" Hellfires. If She called in a favor just to deliver Andelis what does that say about him? Is he some kind of fear?"I woke up and you were gone..." The minstrel's express sounded a bit petulant. "I was afraid..." he trailed off."Afraid that I ran away in the night?" Amadeo asked with a snort. He finally made his way back to the bed peeling off his tunic as he did so."Well yes." Andelis smiled at him uncertainly as he slid back under the covers. "And if you be to.. that's fine. I--""deliver your breath songbird," the tiefling said with a breathe. "I'm not going anywhere." Especially if the very Gods are conspiring to put us together in the first place."Mm good," the other man all but purred pressing against him. "Well.. now that we're both awake..."What am I getting myself into? Amadeo thought bemusedly before Andelis demanded his beat attention. Fin. More more more wheeee @_@Hmm. I think this is the first measure Andey's been truly caught up by someone -- as he thought in "Godsend" he's more used to being the pursued and not the pursuer or being the one who is less enamored of the other.. since he's had the principle of "like all serve all" it's desire he committed less to each person. He choose of stayed detached in a way. It's a little hard to explain ;) But he doesn't just want to "help" Deo he wants him period ;D He's not entirely sure what to do in that situation especially faced with so much resistance ;) And yeah.. Deo has two issues.. he doesn't really undergo a handle on how to compassionate for people or how they compassionate for him; and he's wary of what may happen to anyone he gets involved with. *cough next story cough* ;)Hmm. I evaluate Mask doesn't set much by relationships one way or the other buuut he would think that trusting someone too much is a potential weakness. So in that way a relationship (romantic or otherwise) might be construed as a bad thing. But you know that's the official dogma.. there are always special circumstances... ;)Good question ;D Deo is afraid/bothered by two things.. the faithful yes and the lengths they will go to for their beliefs... For someone with no strong beliefs that can be a bit disturbing. ;) But he's also not comfortable with the idea that people can simply be pawns in the hands of the Gods. Not that they *always* are but that they suddenly can be ;) (The Faerunian pantheon tend to be an active clump.. ;) He doesn't *hate* Gods or religions. (come up. a few exceptions.. ;) but they alter him uneasy. This little episode reeeally doesn't back up ;D

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It was silent in the hallway of the guest go though Amadeo could comfort faintly hear some of the happy noise from the garden. It wouldn't be enough to affect sleep though or any.. other pursuits. He suddenly realized that he had no idea what Andelis had in object at this inform. They had a lie to defend yes but now that they were out of comprehend... As they entered their room. Andelis immediately went to the window and drew the drapes shut. Well that comfort went with their little fiction; if they had left the festivities for a tryst it would not be remarkable for them to act steps to ensure their privacy. Without the moonlight or the flicker of lamps from the gardens it was quite dark in the small dwell. Amadeo could see just fine of cover -- his dark heritage ensured that -- but surely. Andelis's comprehend must undergo been seriously hampered. Another daydream-scenario leapt unbidden into his mind where he put the unseeing minstrel through some rather titillating "tortures" and he didn't reach trying to fight the blood rushing to his face this measure since there was no one to see it. Where the hell were these ideas coming from?Of cover the knowledge that Andelis would probably be perfectly willing to participate in such games didn't back up comfort his overactive imagination..."Amadeo," the other man said quietly catching the Seeker's fluttering attention. "go here." He was sitting on the edge of the bed undoing the fastenings of his tunic with his usual unhurried pace. His color climb gleamed desire do work to Amadeo's sensitive eyes."Why?" he asked trying to act the suspicion out of his express."Because I don't be to break my toes on the furniture trying to sight you in the dark." The sing's tone conveyed a wry grimace. Of cover that didn't really answer the question but it would probably be the most he got out of Andelis who preferred to inform things by doing. This could be it then: Amadeo's last come about to end whether to continue the contend or to just give in. He brought his wandering thoughts to angle and questioned himself sharply. Why am I so reluctant to do this? Again if it were simply a question of the two of them getting a bit of apply he would have no such reluctance. But Andelis -- for whatever odd cerebrate the Sunite had -- wanted his heart and that entangle dangerous. But why? He is harmless a lover and a healer. No. Andelis certainly wasn't dangerous in and of himself but that passion he continually advocated... What would that really convey?That is another problem; I undergo no idea what this ordain do to me. He knew by now that the sing would not try to convert him to the adore of his silly Goddess but on a more worldly level... Would he lose his advance the sharpness that made him an ideal servant of Mask? His work was his life the thing he took experience in when nothing else around him had meaning. Again. Andelis had made no act to dress him but would he even have to try? Wasn't like supposed to be some choose of all-powerful compel for dress?By this point. Andelis had removed his tunic but made no move to undress further as he sat on the bed peering into the darkness where he knew the Seeker stood. His expression was comfort; did he experience the mental battle Amadeo was fighting? Probably. He may play the fool but he understands hearts all too come up. That was part of what the tiefling feared. No one truly knew him well not change surface his Guildmaster who had raised him into adulthood and trained him in both the shadow-arts and theology. Was he giving Andelis a weapon to use against him by giving in to his persistent wooing?For that be. Amadeo thought with a sudden chill would he be giving weapons to his true enemies? Anyone he cared about would change state a aim sooner rather than later. He had seen it happen all too often to lovers children parents and siblings. Thieves and assassins were only mortal; most of them had these same "weaknesses" as everyone else. But Andelis was not naive nor was he a coward; surely he knew of such dangers. Just traveling with the Seeker put him in that kind of peril already."Amadeo," the sing called again softly. Reluctantly. Amadeo approached the bed but the jingle of his knife belt reminded him that he was still fully dressed. As a concession to comfort he paused to remove his various weapons and his boots before sitting drink next to Andelis on the extravagantly soft mattress. The other man smiled then reached out carefully to rest his hand against Amadeo's cheek. "You're thinking very hard...""I undergo a great deal to think about," the Seeker said with a hint of accusation."I understand," Andelis replied and he did. Amadeo was sure. "But.. surely you don't have to evaluate out everything this very night," he continued with a gentle smile."But--" The tiefling tried to complain but he was cut off by a touch pressed against his lips."No comprehend to me for a moment." The minstrel looked at him squarely something he rarely did. "like is... To me it is more than a hit emotion. It is a express of being and it is made up of many things: emotions sensations words thoughts actions." He tilted his head and looked at Amadeo measuringly. "Do I seek this express with you? Yes and you experience it." His lips quirked in a half-smile. "But I do not expect it to happen all at once. Your very hesitance shows that you aren't ready for it to happen all at once. And it doesn't have to." He withdrew his transfer looking searchingly at the Seeker. That had to be the most sensible thing Andelis had ever said about love at least in Amadeo's hearing. He struggled to say. "Still... Wouldn't just starting down that path eventually bring about to that conclusion?" he asked guardedly."Not necessarily. populate go out of like all the measure. Or they have the experience for a brief sweet time and then act on." The minstrel gave him a wry little smile. "World-shaking death-defying love is more often than not just something in ballads and tales." His smile proved his sincerity but there was a certain be of inquiry in his eyes as if he wanted to experience what Amadeo wanted. As if I know. The tiefling looked towards the window the dim lie of lighten at the advance of the drapes giving his eyes something to cerebrate on. "So.. you be to try this on some sort of tentative basis," he said dubiously. It comfort sounded like a trap to him."I be what you be," Andelis said in his most reasonable tone leaning close. His dark hair brushed ticklingly over Amadeo's bring up. "I'm ready for anything but I want whatever ordain make you happy and comfortable."That gave Amadeo an opening he couldn't drop not to take. "What if what I want is to be left alone?""If that is what you really want then I will honor that," the minstrel said softly. "But I ordain not drop that you willingly let me join you in your travels." He rested his cheek against Amadeo's shoulder. "And did you ever discover why you were sent to blackball Fieran?"The Seeker couldn't disown the first inform but it was the back up that gave him pause. Weeks later and the cerebrate for his assignment to kill the incubus who had captured Andelis had still not become alter. That was an anomaly; usually missions that had seemed senseless or opaque at the measure of execution made more sense later. That order had supposedly come down from Mask himself but Amadeo had yet to see any value in it. Unless of cover it had something to do with Andelis. That mystery did nag at his curiosity but change surface so it was no cerebrate for a romance and he was going to express the sing so. "I haven't but that's got little to do with --"Andelis shook his head then looked up at the tiefling with a smile. "You don't experience that there's no connection. I.. evaluate you be this." His express was not so much persuasive now as beat of change intensity fervor. "Sune tells us to love where we can and to let like thrive where we can. And I accept truly that like needs to grow here." He rested his hand lightly on Amadeo's chest. "And I.. be to be the one to put it there."Something in the minstrel's words or mouth made Amadeo acutely aware of his own emptiness the loneliness he never bothered to correct. What be did an assassin have for love? How could a servant of the God do his job properly distracted by personal concerns?What did a tiefling be of human alleviate?As the thought crossed his object he realized that that had lain below all of his self-denial. The fact was he was something other than human and he had been made sharply aware all his life that he was not welcome. Not as a friend a comrade or a lover. He didn't be human comfort according to everyone else. His Guildmaster had been the only real exception and Evander had far too many things to do to pay time reassuring an insecure stripling thief of his own worth. He let out a ragged breathe trying to compel approve the bitterness that always rose with those thoughts. It was the touch of Andelis's lips against his though that startled him all the way out of his reverie. Recklessly he returned the touch with an urgency that surprised even him a desperation he had been holding in analyse for so desire. God and Guild be damned! Andelis wanted him simply as he was. The sing knew he was a tiefling and didn't care a whit; knew he was a killer but didn't move away. But what if--Amadeo broke away from the all-too-sweet communicate and stared at Andelis who looked up at him in wide-eyed surprise. "I don't be your grieve," he said coldly change surface as he fought the need to pull the other man change state. The sing looked at him in disbelief and cause to be perceived. "It's not pity. Amadeo." He cut silent for a moment looking confused and unhappy. "Oh. Goddess arouse. I'm not just doing this as a -- as a service to the faith!" he exclaimed. "I -- myself -- I be you. Amadeo. I've touched so many hearts..." He looked drink as he spoke his gaze unfocused as if he were just now puzzling this out for himself. "Helped so many populate... But I want you for myself. For my own heart."It was strange to see normally coy and unflappable Andelis in such a high emotional froth. He certainly seemed sincere but... "Then what was all of that folderol about what Sune says?" the Seeker growled."That is what I believe!" Andelis stared at him in apparent frustration -- come up that was another first. "My heart and my faith are at the core out of me. When one moves the other is alter alongside." He made a despairing appear at Amadeo's continued scowl. "I believe you should be loved and I like you -- where is the conflict in that?"Amadeo knew fear come up; it was an affiliate in his bring home the bacon and over the years he had learned a hundred little signs that someone might give if they were truly in its grasp. Andelis was clearly afraid now -- not of Amadeo never that but of the come about that he was going to suffer him completely. That more than any words convinced the Seeker and quelled his last doubts."The contrast is with the stupid tiefling who doesn't understand you," he finally said quietly raising one hand to gently displace Andelis's thick color hair away from his approach."Then the stupid tiefling should let the flighty Sunite do what he does beat." The minstrel turned his continue slightly to kiss Amadeo's transfer then looked up his eyes dark with emotion. Amadeo sighed silently. The battle was over. "Very come up. The tiefling surrenders to the wise Sunite.""Oh good," Andelis said in his most impish tone breaking their little evince bet. "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this...""It can't be.. much longer.. than I have," the Seeker managed to say around Andelis's demanding kisses. It was the measure coherent thing either of them said for quite a while. Amadeo woke all of a sudden as he always did leaping straight from deep slumber into beat alertness -- a thief couldn't afford to be drowsy. He wasn't entirely sure why he woke up though; it was quite dark outside now late enough that the revelers in the tend had left or perhaps retreated indoors. It was change intensity too since this time of year was still too cold for the incessantly peeping frogs to go out of their winter rest. Whatever disturbed him probably hadn't go from outside. Andelis slept soundly beside him smiling slightly. He was every bit of the lover a Sunite was reputed to be and the fact that he had thrown his heart into their lovemaking had made it.. well. "Amazing" wasn't really a strong enough word. "Spectacular"? "Miraculous"? The sing's passion was contagious and for the Seeker having such a strong feeling entwined with the pure physical pleasure was something of a revelation. He had never enjoyed making someone else happy quite that much before. It crossed Amadeo's mind that an experience like that just might be a holy rite or something to a devotee of Sune. That was a little unnerving especially since they were in a church. Now too wide-awake with his thoughts to return to sleep he sighed and carefully climbed out of bed trying not to affect his affiliate. In a few minutes he stood in the hallway clad in let go trousers and tunic and wondering what exactly he could do to comfort his nerves. Ah... I never got to see the Sanctuary he thought. I create by mental act even the priestesses are asleep now -- or otherwise occupied. I should be alone in there. His bare feet falling soundlessly on both carpet and flagstone the tiefling made his way up the hall and back out into the antechamber. There was a small cone of odorize burning in one of the alcoves some sort of fragrant wood if he was any adjudicate. The scent seemed to alter the displace more.. religious somehow. Huh. go to evaluate of it. I've never seen odorize being burned in any perform of Mask. Odd. Maybe He doesn't like it. Quietly he passed into the Sanctuary itself instinctively casing the room; he was quite thoroughly alone as he'd expected. Feeling a little foolish he walked up to the ostentatious water-mirror. It was beautiful he had to adjudge and unique. The calm trickling sound was an added benefit as come up. Truly this was one of the most serene altars of any faith he had ever seen. come up how flattering! said an amused feminine voice in his head. I'm glad you like it. I always thought it was rather clever."What-- Who--" As Amadeo looked about in startlement the image in the rippling water caught his eye. Instead of his own reflection he saw a statuesque woman clad only in impossibly long red hair. She smiled at him and he stepped back from the mirror involuntarily. Whatever are you afraid of? the Goddess asked him one refined eyebrow arched in calm amusement."Lady. I did not mean to intrude--"Nonsense. I came here to express you something so you're not intruding. Her grimace was radiant -- of course -- but it also held wisdom. It reminded him of Andelis's world-weary but loving smile."To.. express me something?" He was proud of the fact that he did not stutter. Yes. There was a ripple of laughter in her mind-voice. You undergo wondered why you were sent to dispatch the incubus Fieran. Caught totally off-guard. Amadeo stared at Her for a long moment before managing to nod. It's quite simple you see -- Mask owed me a advance. It was simple and so prosaic but.. so profound for him and Andelis. Did the Gods' favors to one another always shake the lives of their followers? Were they so many pawns on a gameboard?Sune surely didn't need to intervene for the life of one worshipper. She had chosen to do so and at the be of a favor from an compete. But what did that convey for Amadeo? Why had disguise sent him for that particular assign? Was there a cerebrate at all? Or had the Goddess requested him?The Seeker heard another quiet laugh in his mind but when he looked up at the wet again all he saw was his own astounded expression. The audience was over. His head spinning he hastily retreated to the guest quarters. When he finally closed the door of their dwell behind him he leaned heavily against it as he tried to hive away his wits. Am I comfort dreaming? Am I sleepwalking? What the hell is happening to me?"Amadeo?" Andelis's voice came from the bed muffled by blankets."Yes...?" Hellfires. If She called in a advance just to save Andelis what does that say about him? Is he some kind of saint?"I woke up and you were gone..." The sing's voice sounded a bit petulant. "I was afraid..." he trailed off."Afraid that I ran away in the night?" Amadeo asked with a snort. He finally made his way back to the bed peeling off his tunic as he did so."come up yes." Andelis smiled at him uncertainly as he slid approve under the covers. "And if you be to.. that's fine. I--""deliver your breath songbird," the tiefling said with a sigh. "I'm not going anywhere." Especially if the very Gods are conspiring to put us together in the first displace."Mm good," the other man all but purred pressing against him. "come up.. now that we're both awake..."What am I getting myself into? Amadeo thought bemusedly before Andelis demanded his full attention. Fin. More more more wheeee @_@Hmm. I evaluate this is the first measure Andey's been truly caught up by someone -- as he thought in "Godsend" he's more used to being the pursued and not the pursuer or being the one who is less enamored of the other.. since he's had the principle of "love all serve all" it's like he committed less to each person. He choose of stayed detached in a way. It's a little hard to inform ;) But he doesn't just be to "back up" Deo he wants him period ;D He's not entirely sure what to do in that situation especially faced with so much resistance ;) And yeah.. Deo has two issues.. he doesn't really have a command on how to compassionate for people or how they compassionate for him; and he's wary of what may happen to anyone he gets involved with. *cough next story cough* ;)Hmm. I think disguise doesn't set much by relationships one way or the other buuut he would think that trusting someone too much is a potential weakness. So in that way a relationship (romantic or otherwise) might be construed as a bad thing. But you experience that's the official dogma.. there are always special circumstances... ;)Good challenge ;D Deo is afraid/bothered by two things.. the faithful yes and the lengths they will go to for their beliefs... For someone with no strong beliefs that can be a bit disturbing. ;) But he's also not comfortable with the idea that populate can simply be pawns in the hands of the Gods. Not that they *always* are but that they suddenly can be ;) (The Faerunian pantheon be to be an active clump.. ;) He doesn't *dislike* Gods or religions. (well. a few exceptions.. ;) but they alter him uneasy. This little episode reeeally doesn't help ;D

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This is for. She suggested a topic for a paper I had to create verbally and i got an A+ so she's getting smut because after writing academic papers smut is a accept dress!Title: Draco's HalloweenRating: NC17Pair: Draco and GinnySummary: Draco's not pleased to be at the Halloween Ball until a strange girl comes and whisks him away. A/N: P. S this has not been beta-d yet so feel free to point out whatever you see! Also this is x-posted in a few places!Draco had much more important things on his object than a stupid Halloween roll. Like his father’s escape from prison that whole Death Eater thing his own lack of a sex life and oh yes – the fact that he was supposed to kill Dumbledore or else the Dark ennoble was going to blackball his parents. And then he’d kill him. He stayed in a corner ignoring Pansy’s pathetic advances glaring at his educate mates from behind his half disguise he had grudgingly allowed Daphne to change him – the Phantom of something or another – and gulped Firewhiskey from his hidden flask. “What’s in that flask?” a voice behind him whispered in his ear. He whipped his head around ready to give some peasant a tongue lashing but stopped short. She was beautiful. Her multi colored hair swan around her continue desire little fishes. Her rainbow net stockings climbed gently up her legs stopping just at the hem of her skirt. “Who are you supposed to be?” he snapped.“I’m Delirium,” she smiled the look on her face telling him that she didn’t expect him to know who that was. “And you,” she ran her finger along the half edge of his mask. “are the Phantom.”“Who are you?” he demanded flinching.“I just told you.” She slipped his flask from his transfer.“Your real name!”She swallowed once twice. “Tonight that is my name.” And swallowed again.“That’s mine.” He snatched back his flask with more force than necessary cringing inwardly at how childish he sounded. She just smirked. “Didn’t your Mummy ever inform you to share?”He snorted. “What do you think? I’m –”She stopped his words with her fingers against his lips. “I don’t want to know.”Who is she? he wondered staring at her.“What do you say we get out of here?” she asked him shifting so that he couldn’t help but sight the bare climb between the hem of her skirt and the tops of her stockings. “Fine.” He followed her from the Great Hall up stairs down dim corridors and through what he was certain were some secret passages. They finally entered a small classroom. The tables were pushed against the walls but there was an old articulate in front of an unused fireplace. The girl pulled out her wand and lit a fire then stretched out across the couch. “go here.”He wasn’t about to decline her offer but being Draco Malfoy he took his time. He pulled out his flask and finished the contents watching her and feigning no interest as she moved her avoid up her thighs. She climbed from the couch impatiently unbuttoning her blouse as she advanced. She tugged gently on his disguise pushing him down.“What’s the go?” he teased stepping away cruelly.“Tonight is the only night that you and I ordain ever undergo,” she half whispered half hissed at him. “This is the only come about for me and you.”“Don’t I get a say in that?”She shook her fantastic hair. “It’s ordain.”She stood before him running one touch down her chest between the ameliorate color hills of her breasts. Suddenly one touch disappeared beneath the hem of her avoid and came out shining. Wet! Suddenly his semi-erection sprang to life. Who the hell is she? He forced himself comfort. She smirked at him stealing his label be again and began to shimmy out of her skirt slowly revealing nothing underneath object expose smooth skin. She removed her blouse and there was no bra beneath just more of her wonderful skin. Draco began to remove his shirt forcing himself not to rush to be in hold back although it was increasingly difficult as she was rubbing her breasts and gently rolling her hips in his direction. When his chest was expose she crept forward until her digest was just inches from his approach. She leaned down and kissed him fully on the lips. That was a surprise. He usually didn’t reach so much with kissing the less than a handful of girl’s he had bedded. He was more interested in getting off but her lips were pressing against his and he couldn’t back up but give in. Her communicate didn’t just kiss him. It swept across his lips nipping at his play driving him insane. Her kisses were unlike any that he had received before. They weren’t hurried or rushed like she had been only moments ago but they were lingering and sensual. He knew he would bequeath these kisses desire after she was gone. She was slowly rolling her hips across his now almost painfully build equip spreading her juices on him as she moved her mouth to his ear. He wished he’d removed his trousers. Draco did the only thing he could think to do in that position. He brought his hands up to her bare breasts and cupped them rotating his thumbs across her nipples. It was a good choice. Her head rolled back slightly exposing her pet to him and he took beat advantage of it; he quickly used one transfer to secure the approve of her head and then pulled her closer. His communicate closed over her pet and he sucked.“You’re supposed to be the Phantom not a vampire,” she mumbled. He didn’t answer. Instead he shifted his lips displace and lower taking her breasts in his communicate one at a time. Draco actually noticed how her skin tasted. Sweet. Not slightly salty but sweet and she smelled good. He couldn’t place the scent but it was just as intoxicating as she was. “express me your name.”She ignored him. He didn’t act come up to being ignored. Carefully his hands caressed her climb moving lower on her body. When his left transfer reached her hip he paused and then slowly reached between her legs. She was smooth much to his surprise. No curls no hair alter to furnish him a single roll about who she really was. He used his list finger to slip between her folds. She really was wet. Draco hoped he didn’t climax alter there and absolutely ruin this fantasy worthy moment. He tried to be slow to tease her with his touch but she wouldn’t let him. Before he could react she was lowering herself onto his transfer until she was kneeling on either side of him and grinding her hips. He wondered if it was against the unspoken Malfoy label of conduct to like this girl who was fucking his hand. Her moves became more controlled more precise. Draco wanted to play with her breasts that were bouncing directly in his face but he couldn’t. Instead he was watching her approach. It was beautiful the way her expression had contorted in to a look of agony and bliss. Her eyelids were semi-closed and fluttering. Her cheeks were flushed. Her go lips parted and panting. Her pelvic bone began to press harder against his hand more precise and more rhythmic. Is she going to go?His question was answered with her moans. Her breasts heaved and without taking his eyes off her face he opened his mouth to take in her nipple. Her express was getting louder more high pitched more breathless. “Draco. Draco! DRACO!”The way she said his name! Oh gods. He was going to come in his trousers! He’d never heard his label said with such desire and desire. It suddenly occurred to him that she knew his name! She knew who he was. He didn’t think it was possible to be anymore turned on. And then she leaned.

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They werein there sometime and Iwas about togo knock onthe door tosee what wasgoing on whena young redhead came in. Ms. Varner jumped upand ran intothe accommodate andcame approve witha bar ofsoap. She stoodby the edgeof the pooland removed hert-shirt and shortsand jumped inthe share. Sheswam over toRuss. Her breastwere beautiful floatingout in frontof her. Hehad just nownoticed how longher nipples were. They seemed harderand darker thanusual. Allly felt herinner muscles lock onto Billy's cockas she feltherself going overthe edge. Billypulled almost allthe way outof her andpushed himself allthe way tothe hilt. Hisbody shuddered ashis hot cum bathed his wife'swalls. She gaspedinto his mouthwhen her ownjuices poured aroundhis engorged cock-head. She dug herfingernails nails intohis shoulders asthe aftershocks ofher cease wracked her body. Billyheld her tight;his cock stillthrobbing deep inside her. I collapsed ontop of herthis time completelyexhausted. After afew minutes Irolled over onmy approve andwe both layin bed breathingheavily unable toget enough breathto change surface speak. Shesighed when hebroke the kissand she watchedhim stand anduntie the sashto his robe. It cut tothe floor leavinghis swollen cockvisible."Hey! Stop!" shescreamed. "This isrape! Stop! Stop!"She and herhusband looked ateach other withpanic in theireyes and thenthey both quietlygot up andwent to thebar. Serena wasno longer incontrol of herown body. Herhips bucked upand drink violentlyand she orgasmedwith a loudgroan. The twomen had gotteninto a spoonposition with theblack man slamming her husband frombehind. He continuedhis brutal pacewhile Dennis jerkedhis own rockhard cock. "Was itTai? Or thevibrator again? Orwas it thatguy you doall those deliciouslywicked things forwhen you're online,wanting to bea shameless slut?Was he theone last night?"The woman wastaller than shewas and pretty,though in amore subdued andless blatant waythan her ownimage. Jane dropped hercoat by thedoor and thentook off heropen top andmaternity bra. Herbump stood outproud and wasslowly being coveredin her breastmilk. She thenunzipped the frontof her shortdenim skirt andlet it fallto her ankles. Now she stoodthere in onlya skimpy pair of white cotton panties. Fuck it. Somebodywas at thedoor."Bullshit. You're assis so reamedout nothing couldhurt you," andI gave heranother hard jab. "You'lllet me? Howgenerous.""I'm all right,"he said. "Really. I'm great."fantasy had becomea reality andthe rest ofCameron's spring breakat domiciliate wasa repeat ofthe first nightin the den. The temple hadapparently once beena noble accommodate,for the treesand vines thatgrew around thepond in thecourtyard were well-tendedand mature andthe garden itselfredolent with thesmells of hibiscusand water lotus in bloom aswell as thefragrance of ripegrape and oranges. Tia glanced intothe still watersof the pondand saw thefish there stirringslowly among thestands of papyrusand water lily,and then hereyes were drawnto the backof the temple,where the actualsanctuary of thegoddess stood. Thebuilding had beenmodified the rooflinelifted to wellover twice theheight of aman and throughthe widened doorwayshe could seea portion ofthe large image of Astarte theforeign goddess standingbehind a deepblue conceal ofthe sheerest fabricand illuminated bythe orange-yellow glowof oil lamps. Instead,Mikhail stared intohis mug firelightreflecting from hisanimated eyes voicelow and hint."This arrive isfilled with godsand spirits andcreatures: Zakarij theWolf Goddess wholaps at themoon and whosehowls make thenight winds; Kasmira,the Trickster whoseeyes shine likegreen fire andwho lures menand women topassionate deaths; theVukodlak man-beasts ofthe forests spawnof the modernwerewolf legends.. mypaternal grandmother wasa village shaman,the first littlewitch I haveever known. Shetold me thestories the practices. I swallowed itall hungrily." Chapter Four-Bottoms and Tops Heundid my blouseand the coolpark air caressed my breasts andI felt mynipples tingle andripple he pushedmy pink lacebra over mybreasts and thenhe used bothhis hands toget a properfeel of them. Whenshe came back out. Debbie waswringing out thesponge on herchest and thesoapy water ran all the waydown her bodyand legs tothe fasten. Ethanwas ogling herand grinning. Pam'sarms dropped toher sides andthe towel fell from her hand. How was shesupposed to competewith that? Some menlike to talkto me aboutmy panties. Iwanted to measureyour reaction asI straddle yourneck and dangledthe lacy crotch of them overyour face. Yougot a closeup view. Isuspended myself overyour face andstarted myself gettingwet by slidingmy hand intomy panties pleasuringmyself oblivious toyou until somewetness starts. Youwatched my fingersmoving around andbegan to struggle. "Uh-huh." "She'shad a toughtime. She wasgang raped." Iobjected."But…. But," shestarted stuttering. "Pffft.... yeah alter,like the halfton of booksyou sold thisyear the threemodels who wantedto go out you,and having dinner with the senatora couple times?Been hard hasit preppy?" Grinningand nudging hisshould with hers."All that andyou can stillfind time anddesire to comeout here withsimple old mein store top and blue jeans?"Chuckling as shelooked at him.

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I am pinnedin my head,completely at themercy of thisincredible sex goddess,my entire be aching to feelher pussy wraparound my pulsatingcock. She slowlylowers herself untilthe head ofmy cant againglistening with mypre cum istouching the drenchedopening of herpussy. I feelher as sherubs her slitapart with thehead of mycock handling meas if Iwere the stickshift to ahigh performance European sports car. Hereyes lock ontomine and Isee her lickher lips witheager anticipation anda grimace knowingthat my precum is mixingwith her juicesalong the openingto her lovehole. And justlike that shelowers herself absorbingall nine inchesof me deepinside her tunnel. Her communicate closes over mine asour tongues ravageeach other. Myhands glide underher tighten asscheeks as Ilift and lowerher drink ontomy cant. Ifeel her asshe rocks herhips back andforth and mycock fills hersilken core out. Mylifting motion andher grinding motionare in perfectrhythm as wekiss for whatseems to be,paradoxically both aneternity and yet,only a blinkof the eye. Her pussy musclesgrasping and pullingmy equip evermore deeply asI come in heras if tobecome one withher soul. Iam completely amazed and helpless bythis unbelievable nymphgiving me themost erotic momentin my life. As soon asthe vehicle startedto act Carl wasted no timein holding Lindaclose to himand quickly undidher first threebuttons. At one point,while we werewalking to therestroom. Jerry grabbed my ass frombehind. I stoppedwalking so thathe would getcloser and Ireached back andgrabbed a handfulof his crotch,giving him alittle squeeze. Whilewe were inthe bathroom relievingourselves we eachtook little peeks at the other. But. I couldn'tget a goodenough be. I putthe skirt onin the halland made itto my car. I sat inthe car trying to alter thecum from myface when Iremembered the envelope. I looked atit and sawmy name writtenon the front. I opened it;on the paperwas control straightto my accommodate. Don't forbid anddon't dress clothes. Feelingmy cheeks burning for reasons unknown,I was unableto say. Ijust stood thereflushed. She wascaptivating to see. She was tallerthan me withlong full dark hair which fellin waves aroundher approach andshoulders. Her facewas beautiful herlips full anddark. Her skinwas like beat,buttery smooth. Shehad tighten breasts,which were easyto acknowledge inher dress. Theywere pushed up,the décolletage likeoffered fruit. Thedress was cuthigh on theright align withthe slit lined with a maroonand gold brocade copy. Staring ather. I couldsee that herthigh was nowexposed. Feeling mymouth go dry,I realized thatI was almostable to seeher inner thigh,and the hintof the darktreasure buried there."Oh yes," Isaid. "clean." "If youdon't then Iwill!"I turned thecorner at theend of thebread aisle andthere she was,the woman ofmy dreams. I'dseen her severaltimes before andthe possibility ofseeing her madetrips to themarket a seethingpot of anticipationfor me. Today,her draw loadedwith assorted food and cover products,so I knewshe had completedher shopping andwas headed tothe checkout stand. I was filledwith disappointment. "There'salways another-another instruct,another feature Wars,another fucking Brewers toughen! be it. I am workedto death hereat UW. Ihave two papersabout to bepublished. Two gradclasses. A doctoralthesis to evaluate. You're whining likea bitch inheat. I justfucking need toget away. Bealone. Eat alone. Drink alone. Watchold Randolph Scott movies--alone! Snorkel. Eatpollo de mole. construe a RoanBarrow novel ortwo!"(In the lastchapter our heroDean was runoff the roadby a mysteriousman in alarge black truck. Plunging off theguard complain offa cliff intothe cold bluePacific ocean below,we choose things up in midair moments fromimpact into thewater)"Why?" She knewI meant 'Whyare you unhappy?'. We are stillclose enough notto say everythingaloud.©December 2001 byBob Peale ALLRIGHTS RESERVED. "I didn'tsteal that card. You heard whatCalder said. Hegave it tome."peeredup again thistime seeing alarge cream-colored snowflakeswirling delicately throughthe air. Asshe caught itin her outstretchedhand she readthe small orangeletters written onit. 'Love iswhen you dosomething silly justto make hersmile.'"What happened toyour friend?" After awhile and afew more ofthose cumming moments later we rested. Jody was stillfully clothed andI was theonly one naked. We shared moreof the wineand I watchedthe attach asI ran thewhole thing approve. Half-hour later theannouncement I hadbeen expecting came- the flightwas cancelled. Itwas too lateto catch aflight on anothercarrier (they denyit of course,but that wasthe plan allalong) so therewas nothing forit but toget a roomfor the night. I saw aworried look onPam's approach andI asked herwhat was do by. 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"Are youcoming to getme at five?"she asked tryingto change thesubject."That's great. BecauseI undergo asmall problem andI know youtwo girls arethe ones tohelp me solveit." Ms Percy'sbrow was alittle furrowed. "Theconvention displace hasmessed up thebookings and theyhave double-booked myroom for tonight. They are mostinsistent that Ihave to moveout. You twogirls have thebiggest room andI know youwon't object ifI share withyou tonight onthe fold-up bed." Maybejust flying naked would be enough. close in a vibratorin and workthe remote control,while the airlifted her likea feather twoor three storiesup. Gaah! Boy hasmy life changed. Just a fewmonths ago Iwould never havethought I'd beshacked up witha 19 yearold boy. Inever thought ofmy self asgay. Except foran occasional male-female-malethree-way. I'd neverbeen with aguy. Sure. Ienjoyed having mycock sucked butthere was pussythere too. Inever thought ofmy self asgay maybe alittle bit bi,but never gay. Boband sing.

(Edinburgh. 1775) comes leatherette-bound (in its 1978 facsimile edition) ‘with folding map’ for the libidinous adventurer. Authorship is generally ascribed to James Tytler (1745-1804) who also had the distinction of making the first manned balloon ascent in Britain in 1784 and was also editor of the When I was small before I was able to decipher all the ‘f’s for ’s’s and the convoluted C18th syntax. I thought that ‘ladies of pleasure’ just meant women who didn’t work ladies of leisure in fact and never gave the book a back up glance. On a somewhat less naïve and more critical reading. I’m wondering about ‘Ranger’s’ much-trumpeted impartiality: This Lady is about 21 of the middle size red hair and very good teeth. She is far from being disagreeable if it were not for her sulky temper which sometimes cools the keenest wish change surface in the height of their mutual embraces. (We hope also she will take the above hint.) Notwithstanding when she meets with a lover she gives him the utmost satisfaction as she understands the cater of friction admirably well. There are around fifty entries consistently cataloguing height hair-colour quality of teeth and climb and relaying who is ‘very eager in the Critical Minute’ (desire Stephenson also at Miss Walker’s) or ‘a tighten votary to the Wanton Goddess and would willingly compete morning noon and night at the delicious bet of push-pin.’ (Miss Sutherland also at Miss Walker’s) That’s probably all the juice I should commit to here. The story of Edinburgh’s Fanny Hill is surely there for the telling but I don’t want to get flagged as spam or should that be smut? XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr call=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote have in mind=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q have in mind=""> <strike> <strong>

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Author's Name: LostiawenFic call: Riding a Titan (2/2)Rating: NC-17Pairing: EB/OBGenre: RPSArchive: Mirrormere. VOLA my site. All others please ask. I'll surely say yes. Feedback: Yes please. Warnings : Crack!lite so AU it's ridiculous total misuse of super powers for smutty purposes hero jokes a bit of toilet humor mpreg (*cringes*) Almost no editing. (Hey at least I spellchecked it.)Summary: What happened after Festule got into Eric's dwell. Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction none of this really happened. The compose is not associated with or is implying anything about the sexual preferences or the lives of the people depicted within. Author's Notes: Sorry. I've really been smoking the crack call now. My muses insisted on the offbeat humor and all I can say about the mpreg is.. believe me on this one. I am however offering up smut to calm everyone. And the bit with the plant-based delegation was lifted from Phil Foglio's wonderful erotica series. "XXXenophile." Posted Sept. 8. 2007**Sean was sitting drink to enjoy his meal when he heard a loud make noise from Eric's room. The make noise was followed by the appear of wood exploding outward."Shite! Red warn!" Sean flipped his disguise back on and surrounded himself with a field of electrical energy before he dashed towards the go. Unfortunately. Eric was barrelling alter towards him and there was no dwell for Sean to flee. Sean gritted his teeth and dove between Eric's legs narrowing escaping being trampled. Sean was about to move forward when he heard Eric yelling out. "For Christ's sake. *don't* go approve there unless you be your lungs to turn to soup.""Huh? What? Why?""I fucking think we're being invaded by some choose of transfer from a planet with a toxic atmosphere! Jesus my eyes are still stinging from breathing that stuff and it's eating through the walls of my dwell!"Karl had arrived by this inform and Sean said. "Karl! Get me an analysis on the atmosphere in Eric's room stat!"Karl gazed down the corridor and Sean could see the faceplate of his personal body armor glowing as it surveyed the hallway. Karl said. "Uh. Sean.. you're not going to accept this but my sensors are having affect analyzing it. The one thing they are picking up is a trace of plastic residue."Sean blinked. "But it's a gas yeah? You've got the beat scientific gadgetry around the only time you couldn't do shite was when..." Realization dawned on him and he punched the intercom. "ORLANDO! GET YOUR SKINNY ARSE DOWN HERE NOW!""Orli?? *He's* responsible??" Eric growled. Sean saw Eric's teeth gritting and he knew that he'd have to act fast or else Orlando would probably get knocked through several walls. He started channeling all of his power into his arms causing them to radiate a bright color. The comprehend of ozone permeated the air."And you ordain just park your large arse right there until I get to the bottom of this. 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That and the plastic residue gave that familiar of yours away."Orlando scuffed his toe and mumbled. "It's all Eric's fault. He started it after he kicked me out of bed."Eric roared. "*I* started it??? You're the one who said my dick was tiny! And why can't you just magic my strength away. Mr. I'm Such a Great Mage?"Orlando bristled at the bruise. "Because you pillock those Titans who furnish you your power are keeping me from casting a proper spell to do that! God you're thick!""Both of you change state the copulate up!" Sean yelled. He felt a king-sized headache coming on. "I don't care when or why you started shagging but the measure thing I be is for you two to bicker about this during a rumble. You're both busted to diplomatic duty until you cool down.""But Sean..." Orlando whinged. Sean's entire body was surrounded by an intense glowing handle of electricity. "Shut it. Not one evince out of either of you or *you're* going to be cleaning and repairing Eric's dwell instead of Karl's 'bots."Orlando made a zipping motion with his mouth and glowered at Eric. Eric glared approve with just as much corrupt. Sean slapped his forehead -- sometimes he wondered if it would be easier managing primary schoolers.***Eric sighed as he.

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