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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 16:00:47 GMT -5
They had stayed in their rooms since the rescue, and he closed the door behind the doggen that brought up the cart with the mid-day meal on it. They had not really spoken, and he had gone from moments of tenderness full of relief of her being safe to being angry that she had put herself in danger.
Rolling the cart over to the chair, lifted the silver dome from a plate to find a perfectly prepared roast beef, potatoes and steamed vegetables. Picking up the plate, and a glass of red wine, he walked over to the bed and looked down at Autumn. She had dozed off, once again trying to get him to talk, and not gaining any headway with that tactic.
"Autumn." Waited until that soft grey gaze met his and said softly, "Need to eat."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 16:16:03 GMT -5
She loved to have his face be her first sight when she opened her eyes, his voice the first thing she heard when she woke, even when neither was particularly happy. Nodding, she sat up. "Good eve, nallum. How slept thee?"
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 16:18:28 GMT -5
He sat down the end of the bed and reached for the fork. Spearing a chunk of meat, and dipping it in the potatoes, held it out for her to eat. "I didn't. I couldn't. So I watched you sleep. Did some work. Filed a report with Wrath."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 16:23:17 GMT -5
She frowned, but took the bite, her eyes holding his as she chewed. "You need sleep, hellren."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 16:25:36 GMT -5
He focused on the plate of food, and said softly, "I need to know mine shellan is safe. And I need to know she always will be."
Looked up and held up the forkful, voice still soft, "Even though mine shellan makes it close to fucking impossible."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 16:37:18 GMT -5
She sighed. "I am sorry. I should have let you know what I was doing, I know. But in this room, in your arms, I am safe, and you may rest assured knowing that, love."
She took a bite, then chewed, looking at the plate. Lifted her eyes to look at him again. "I did call Xhex to accompany me, in case it became dangerous."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 16:41:28 GMT -5
His lips tilted with a half smile, as he prepared another bite, "In this room. In my arms." Met her eyes as he held out the fork, "But you won't let that be the case? And no, having Xhex go with you is not as much a comfort as you might think it was."
He looked down, "I respect Xhex. She is a warrior in her own rights. But she is also a shellan, of my son John Matthew. So both of you were in danger. You should, have told me. And then I would have escorted you or had one of the Brother's do so."
He got another fork ready, "Why did you not let me know? Is it because you knew I would protest? Or because you did not want to have this argument once again? The same one we have had over and over again?"
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 16:53:41 GMT -5
She took another bite, and they sat in silence as she chewed. "Xhex was an assassin, and she was taken down with a tranquilizer, as any Brother could have been. And, yes, I knew you would protest, and you would have been distracted on your patrol and I could not have that, so I did not tell you. But I could not stand by knowing that that female might be in danger. I could not look the other way while she may have needed help, which she did."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 17:09:52 GMT -5
"Which is why you are a female of worth." He sighed and sat the fork down and took the plate, setting it to the side. "I could once again go into what it would do to me if something happened to you. But what would be the point? You already know it would destroy me."
He stood and walked over to the window, even though the shutters were down and leaned, arm braced on the wall, staring at the steel, as if could see through it to the outside. Where the world was a fucking mess, a blender waiting for anything to drop in and get stirred up.
"I have tried to be understanding since our last go at this subject. I've kept my bitching down whenever you go to Safe Place. I've stopped shadowing you every night from the time you leave the mansion till the time you demat home. Because I have tried to have faith, I've tried to let you grow as a female, to evolve where you wish to go."
He shook his head, "But I cannot not lose you. But I also know the tighter I hold on, the harder you fight back. I found that when you left me the first time. And I knew, the first time we tore each up when we argued that first time, it would not be our last."
Sighed and dropped his head to the cool steel, "I don't want to argue leelan. But, I don't have much more actions I could take and be a hellren of worth. A male worthy of a female of you."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 17:21:45 GMT -5
She stood and walked over to stand behind him, and placed her hands against his back. "Tohrment..." She gently nudged him to turn around, and hung her arms around his waist. "You are a hellren of the utmost worth. And you are more than worthy of me. No other male could be more so."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 17:27:24 GMT -5
"A hellren of worth, would be able to keep his shellan out of harm's way." He met her eyes, "I have failed. And I ask your forgiveness for that." He put a hand on his chest, "For that is the sole purpose of a hellren. To never see his shellan harmed. And to keep her safe, always. Or he must seek both her forgiveness and she must punish."
He went to his knees, and put his hands up, clasped together, head down, "I now request that you, help me find my worth, after failing you. Per the rites as mine shellan."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 17:37:04 GMT -5
She looked down at him, and frowned. "Do you believe the king of our race is a hellren of worth to the queen? Do you believe he has failed her?"
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 17:44:53 GMT -5
He kept his head down, his clasped fist up, "I cannot speak for our King. Or what occurs with him and his shellan. I can only seek what is mine, from mine."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 17:48:08 GMT -5
She shook her head and crossed her arms. "That is not what I asked. Was our king not mated when the queen was kidnapped? By not being able to prevent her being taken, did he fail her?"
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 17:50:41 GMT -5
He swung his head, saying low, "I cannot, and will not speak or judge my King. Nor" looking up at her, his eyes dark, "should you. Tell me Autumn, will you restore my worth? Or are you denying me such?"
Dropped his head and laid his upraised fists against her chest. "You cannot ask me to allow to both keep you safe and fail you, without my taking some hits to my worth. And since it is you I failed? It is you that must restore. It is your right."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 18:02:00 GMT -5
Covering his fists with her hands, she dropped her head to kiss them. "The answer is no, my love. He did not. And neither have you failed me."
She went to her knees, still holding his fists. "And as you have lost no worth, there is none to restore, mine hellren. Please, my love...forgive me for making you believe otherwise. My intention is only to do for others what you have done for me. To free them. As you freed me, mine rahlman."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 18:06:31 GMT -5
He said softly, "But I am not free. I am bound to you. I carry your name, carved into my flesh, so that I am bound to you until the fade. It is not as simple as it seems. I failed the one whose name rests above yours."
He lifted his head to meet her eyes, "Only you, only you, can restore my worth. And will have to every time, something like this happens. So be free to help others, but know, the task you shall have before you, every time something goes wrong. Every time, I fail to protect you. Fail to keep you safe. And have failed you as hellren in the eyes of our race."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 18:11:19 GMT -5
"But Tohrment, you have not failed me. And you did not fail your Wellsie, or the young she carried." She cupped his face in her hands. "You have failed nobody, nalllum."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 18:16:11 GMT -5
"You speak as a female. As a shellan. You do not understand." He slammed a fist, pulling it from her grasp, over his heart, "I am a male. A hellren. And if you trip, walking down the hall, on a wrinkle in the rug, it is my guilt I must carry for not being there to catch you. Did I make the wrinkle? Nay? But it does not change what I am. And how I feel."
He brought his hand up to cup her face, looking into her eyes, "You confuse the feelings of a mated male, with making any fucking sense. It never has. And never will. It just. Is."
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 18:35:26 GMT -5
She shook her head and frowned at him. "I do no such thing." She pulled his hands away and sighed in frustration as she stood and paced away, then turned to face him. "I speak logic, and that is something that has no gender, and no title but itself. And logic states that feeling you have lost worth does not mean you actually have.
"But if that is the case, then I, too, have lost any worth. I, as your shellan, have failed you. By making you feel less than you are." Sighed, and wrapping her arms around herself, turned to face the wall, her back to him, her voice quiet. "I am the one, who is unworthy of you. And for that, too, I ask for your forgiveness."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 18:41:30 GMT -5
He rolled his head to look at her, his head coming up and his arms coming down. "Then we are at an impasse." He got to his feet and walked up behind her. Stood just inches from her, her scent sweetening the air, even when she was confused and wounded.
"Then perhaps we need to punish each other."
He put his arms up, hands braced on the wall, and dropped his head down to run his mouth down her neck, his fangs popping as he got to her pulse. "How would you suggest we carry that out?" Brought a hand down to cup her chin and turn her face to meet his eyes.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 18:55:14 GMT -5
Her lips parted, her own fangs punching out at his proximity and touches, her own eyes darkening. She lifted her hands to his arms, curving around his biceps. Feeling the heat of him all around her, she could hardly breathe. "I know not, but I am open to supplications of advice." She licked her lips, her eyes falling to his, barely inches away.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 19:01:21 GMT -5
He spun her around, and when he pressed her hard against the wall, his lips captured hers, his fangs nicking her bottom lip, sucking her blood in as he sealed his mouth over hers. Tongue demanded she meet his as he grabbed her wrists and pulled them up and over their heads with one hand, pressing his hips to grind against her.
His bonding scent swam out, mixing with her scent as he kissed her harder, to match how hard he was becoming behind the soft silk of his pants.
His other hand came up and yanked her robe away, releasing the belt and splayed his hand against the curve of her bare back, to push her against his grind. Lifting his mouth, growled out, "Feeling punished yet Leelan?"
Let out another snarl and meshed her mouth with his brutally before she could answer.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 19:11:47 GMT -5
Shook her head as he kissed her hard, and gasped as her body was suddenly exposed to the coolness of the air, Tohr's desire swimming in her senses and pressed against her abdomen.
"More," she whispered breathlessly against his mouth, trying to will her robe further off her body, and bit his lip, her fangs piercing the tender flesh, following his example, hissing as he ground against her.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 19:25:54 GMT -5
Running his hand down to her weaker leg, he hitched it up to his hip, wrapping his hand behind her knee to keep it there. Ground into her more, pressing her core against his aching member and snarled out against her neck, "Touch me leelan. Make me suffer with you."
He then ran his fangs down her neck, moving the robe away from her shoulder, letting it fall as he let go of her hands. Bared his fangs and bit only to pull his fangs away to tease another sweet part of her shoulder, biting, not breaking skin, and biting again.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 19:38:12 GMT -5
Finally rid of the robe, she brought her hands to his shoulders, her nails digging in as his fangs scraped and teased her skin.
She slid a hand down, slowly, dragging her nails as she did, and increasing the kiss, then ran her fangs along his jaw as her hand finally reached the exterior part of him that throbbed for her, and curled around it. She moaned deep in her throat as she stroked it, and brought her mouth back to his, kissing him deep.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 19:53:53 GMT -5
A deep, growling purr rumbled in his chest as she touched him where he needed her touch. Bonding and arousal heady in the air, like a musk as he jacked his hip to each stroke of her hand.
He pulled his mouth away and bent his head back, exposing his neck, "Take from me leelan, as I take you." Reached down to until the silk tie on his pants, letting them drop as he slid his member against her folds, growling out at the moisture he found in her heat.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 20:07:26 GMT -5
She hissed as she felt him at her folds, no materials blocking his skin from hers, and baring her fangs, she sank them deep into the curve of his neck, moaning as the taste of his blood hit her tongue, and taking long pulls.
She pulled her hand from his erection and slid her arm around his waist, the other around his shoulders, holding him tighter to her as she rocked her hips slowly, rubbing herself along his length.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 20:11:36 GMT -5
As soon as she began to feed, he bent his knees, bucked his hips up and slammed himself inside her heat to the hilt. Snarling, he sawed his hips to go deep and pull back, only to slam himself inside again. With each draw on his blood, his passion scorched higher, making him feel like he was on fire. Lit up from the inside.
He let his head fall to the side, so she could feed fully, both his hands coming under her to cup her ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh, nails cutting in as he snarled with each thrust, her hot, wet sheath taking him, stretching and contracting with each invasion of his body into hers.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Dec 22, 2012 20:33:18 GMT -5
Her eyes shut and her nails pierced his flesh as he slammed inside of her, and she growled at how good he felt as her walls expanded to accommodate his size, his body hot to the touch beneath her hands. She dragged her nails across his back as he gripped her flesh and thrust into her, and she wrapped her other leg around his hips as she rose and fell against them, the feel of him in and around her like paradise. Sliding her hand up to his head, she braced to pull her fangs out, licking the marks closed before kissing them.
She murmured his name in pleasure as he sent her higher, then her lips found his again in a passionate kiss, her tongue teasing for entrance.
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