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Post by Bella Aghony on Apr 10, 2012 1:42:14 GMT -5
"Finally, she sleeps." With a small smile, she kissed Nalla's head and carefully got up. Pulling her covers up more and tucking her in, she gently ran her fingers down her soft cheek, thankful to the Scribe Virgin for such a blessing. Nalla had been acting up all day and she wondered how aware she was of the situation with Ehlena? Or if she was maybe picking up on how upset she as well as everyone else was over the news? Either way, she hoped she would have a restful sleep and that things looked better tomorrow.
Quietly leaving her room, she returned to her own finding it empty. The news of Ehlena's disappearance seemed to have Zsadist back all up in his head from what she could tell. She knew he was concerned and wanted to help in anyway he could, but she also noticed he disappeared off to the TC earlier. Not unusual aside from the length of time he had spent down there. She was too tired to try to figure it out the why of it.
With a sigh, she slipped out of her clothes and climbed into bed. Maybe with a little sleep, the new day would bring more answers than questions and less worry and confusion.
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 10, 2012 2:28:20 GMT -5
No knowing how long he'd spent working out, all the while wondering just where the fuck Vishous was. Bad time to pull a dissapear Brother, really bad. Seemed like whenever that goateed mother F'ker was truly needed?
No -punch- damn -harder punch- where to be found. -Pull out his dagger- Why the fuck V was even a damn brother, likely due only to his blood, certainly not his loyalties. -Sound at the doorway, fuck who it was. Spin and throw. Chest heaving, his eyes narrowed at Lassiter eating something casually. With a dagger sticking out of the wall next to his head.-
Storming over, his eyes were night blackness as his hand reached out to tear his dagger back.
"Your not helping here you know. She needs you, sometimes more than she chooses to admit." The Angel said before taking another bite of whatever concoction he had in his mitts.
"You'd know?"
"Again, more than you think." Came the snippy response.
Fuck this, he dematerialized up to their room, appearing at the f__t of their mated bed. She seemed asleep, so he sat, hand going to her shoulder for slow, soft circles while he put his dagger on the bed- stand.
Huh, silver dripping from its metal. That and Bella was not asleep, her breathing too fast, heart rate still in a state of conscious. Had he misjudged his own shellan as much as he had not hitting the Fallen?
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Post by Bella Aghony on Apr 10, 2012 2:43:49 GMT -5
Sensing his return, she thought maybe it would be best just to stay quiet, seeking the sleep she needed and giving him the space he needed to deal with the past two days stresses, his way. But then she felt his weight on the bed next to her, then his touch on her shoulder followed by the subtle sound of something being placed on the night stand. Blinking open her eyes, she looked up at him. "Everything alright? Are you coming to bed?"
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 10, 2012 2:50:13 GMT -5
His hand moved of its own accord, her skin beneath it like silk redefining the feel of soft. Bending at the waist, his lips replaced that which moved to her back. As he made his way up to her lips, so his fingers played along her spine.
"It's all perfect, in this moment." Pressed his palm to the place where her bottom met her back as his lips claimed hers.
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Post by Bella Aghony on Apr 10, 2012 3:09:02 GMT -5
She smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down into bed with her. "I'll take that." And she would. With the stresses and worry that came with the life of a shellan to a warrior of their race, these moments together she cherished. After all, they never knew what the next day would bring.
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 10, 2012 3:28:26 GMT -5
His own moan of approval, mixed with instant pleasure spearing through every part of his body overrode any other thoughts. As his hand slid around her perfect body, turning her to be more open for him, his mouth sealed over hers. Some kind of internal desperation came over everything while his body hardened in response to every sound, scent and move she made.
Damn it. Clothing, still on and now a huge problem. But as his tongue lit along her fangs, then searched her mouth, one swift move changed even that. Settling between her legs, one moment was taken to let his eyes roam every surface of her. From her eyes, to her lips, down the column of her neck, to her breasts. His own breath stopped at where his pounding length lay against her core.
"Jesus, Bella..." Hurt even to talk above the roar of blood in his ears, all within a moment. As her legs wrapped around his, the earth moved beneath the rhythem of their now in synch heart beats.
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