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Over the weekend nothing too eventful happened, not until Monday afternoon rolled around. In the college, there was a community cafeteria, nothing too different from a high school cafeteria, and Zena frequented it often. Today as she walked through line, she found her friend and fellow cheer member and buddied up to her.

Before she made contact, she felt a flex in her lap that was her cock stirring to life. It had been tamed for two days, now it was hungry and wanted another fleshy victim. Well... maybe her friend could be persuaded, she knew about Zena's cock, and knew it truly had a mind of its own.

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Evelyn or as most people called her Evie, was very close to Zena. They had been friends since they both met when they enrolled and they were so close that Zena felt comfortable telling her about her cock. Evie didn't mind at all, she was actually glad that Zena felt comfortable to share something like that with her.

Every time Zena abruptly left a class or a practice, she knew just what it was for and to some degree she felt bad because it must've been so hard to live with something that had a mind of it's own.

Monday came along and Evie was quietly and cheerfully waiting in line to get her food when she felt someone sneak up behind her, she could tell it was Zena; a smile quickly formed on her face. "Heyyy" She said, turning her head to flash the smile at Zena. "How you doing? How was your weekend?" She asked softly, giving her friend a tight little hug and then pulling away.

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"Evie!" She chirped happily back as they hugged for a moment, her cock literally jumping to life inside her thighs. She knew she wanted Evie, but how to convince her?

"Weekend was good. Boring. I stayed with Dad and just got drug around town on errands. But it was all good, y'know? How about you?" Even as she asked, she could feel her cock swelling, more than it usually did. It didn't want to be jacked off in a cubicle, it wanted a messy hole to slip inside.

Sad to say it, but she phased in and out of Evie's weekend details, only to interject when she felt a slight chill run through her. "Oh god... Evie. It just hit... I got such a... oh fuck. I just got so horny." Whenever a girl or guy said that it's be probably be funny or flirty, but Evie knew it was a bad deal for her. Not only was she risking humiliation, but Zena explained long ago that her boners got painful. She was medically required to jerk off multiple times a day and sex was better yet.

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Evie listened to Zena detail her weekend and kept the smile on her face. She loved hearing little details of the life of someone she cared about. When she began to share he own details, she could see that Zena wasn't really paying attention. She could also recognize that face anywhere; She was fairly certain that Zena was getting and erection.

She wasn't sure if it was because of her or just her cock going crazy again but soon enough, Zena confirmed the erection and Evie nodded, knowing that whenever Zena got an erection, she had to go take care of it.

"I'm so sorry, Don't worry, you can go take care of it, I'll get you your usual from the stand and keep a table for us." She said with a smile. Evie always tried her best to be as understanding as possible with Zena, she felt like if she wasn't, then why was she her friend?

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"OK, OK. Thank you!" Rushing out of the line, Zena ran herself to the nearest bathroom, hiding in a stall before she free her cock and let it swing out hard. It was red, veiny, and leaking precum. She was so hard, so horny, it hurt. She tried to stroke it but it immediately felt like it wasn't good enough. Had Violet give her cock a standard complex? All she could feel was the urge for sex. Sex was hard to find in her condition. Not many girls were into her, let alone a cock like hers. But... maybe one of them was.

Rushing back to the cafeteria, slipping beside Evie, she grabbed her hand below the table and then spoke softly to her friend. "Evie, you're my best friend... I love you... but I have to ask you the biggest favor... like a ten-inch favor..." She whispered softly before she drug Evie's hand into her lap and let the girl feel the hot, twitching mess of a cock below her skirt.

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Evie watched Zena rush to the bathroom and sighed a little, turning her attention back to the line and doing as promised, getting food for herself and her best friend. She knew was Zena liked down to a tee and had no problems ordering for her. Once she got their food, she looked around to try and find a table but the usual cheerleader one was full because a few of them had their boyfriends there too. Ugh.

She looked around and eventually found a free one closer to the back of the cafeteria and sat at it. Soon enough she was Zena come back out and her first thought was that was much quicker than usual. And soon enough, she knew why. Evie listened to Zena speak and ask for a favour. This was the first time Zena had ever made any advance towards her. Once she felt the cock in her hand, she couldn't believe just how much it was twitching and throbbing even more so couldn't believe that she couldn't nearly put her hand around it.

She looked up at Zena, who had that look in her eyes. "I don't know hun. You know I love you and I'd do almost anything for you... but I don't know... what would you even want me to do? Suck you off in the cafeteria?" she asked playfully, letting out a nervous laughter.

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"Oh fuck." Zena lurched in her spot, her cock absolutely flexing as it heard the suggestion of sucking off in the cafeteria. "Evie! I don't know what got into it..." or who it got into "...but I can already tell I can't jerk off. It's like... it's too horny for the usual thing. Please... please... I only trust you... only you."

If she could find Violet... but she had Monday off, of course she did. "It hurts Evie! It hurts so bad. Please just... see if you can jerk it off under the table. Please please! I'll do your homework for Ms. Sanders class! Come on... I'm practically splitting at the seams."

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It hurt to see her friend like that. Hurting like that; She also knew Zena was not the type of person to fake the pain just to get some. She had been her best friend for a while now and nothing like this had happened plus she definitely felt the cock twitch and throb when she mentioned sucking her off. Maybe it really did have a mind of it's own.

Her Best Friend was pleading, begging for her help and Evie couldn't not help even a little. "Okay, Okay." He said as she gathered herself, cautiously looked around before she slipped her hand under Zena's skirt completely and started to jerk her off slowly.

God, the Cock was pulsating and Evie would be lying if she said, something as big, thick and veiny as that wasn't nice to jerk off, wouldn't be nice to do more too... she continued to Jerk Off Zena's cock, biting her lip a little and feeling herself get turned on, her pussy getting wet little by little.

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"Thank you. Oh God thank you..." Zena moaned softly; one hand grabbed hold of Evie's wrist, just riding out the pleasure slowly, but it didn't have the same... bite as when she fucked Violet. A thought crossed her head, what if sex had truly spoiled her self service streak, and it wasn't going to cut it... what if she needed sex.

"Fuck, I can't feel it. I mean, I feel your hand, it feels nice but... you know when you scratch your back and it's not... enough. You need to really scratch it? That's now. A hand won't do..." not telling her to actually suck her off, Zena basically gave Evie the look of "you did mention sucking me off..." and hoped Evie could find her way to do that for her, if not, she didn't know what to do.

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Evie didn't know if it was the fact that she was starting to soak her panties but Zena's analogy made sense to her, completely sense. She felt the cock jump and throb again at the mention of getting sucked off and Evie started to feel like that was the only way out of the situation. She couldn't even pretend too much like the thought of wrapping her lips around that thick cock wasn't appealing, God, was it appealing, but they were in public!

"But, But. W-We're in---" She cut herself off and looked around, they were honestly in a pretty secluded area and you couldn't see what was happening too much. She tried to lean down but that would've been too obvious. She let out a sigh and quitely pushed the table to give her some space.

Once the table was back, she quietly slipped under and once she was comfortable, she slipped the cock out. She let out a small gasp at the size. It was ridiculously big. She felt she wouldn't be able to take it all in her mouth. It wasn't possible. She let out a breath and leaned to kiss and lick around it, sliding her mouth from the tip down to the end of the shaft with kisses, light sucking and licking, while jerking off the parts she didn't have her mouth on.

When she felt like she was ready, she took a deep breath and took it into her mouth. She started small at first, focusing on the tip, sucking and swirling her tongue around it before she took more of the cock into her mouth. She moaned softly as she started to bob her head fast, jerking off the rest of the cock as she tried to put more and more of it in her mouth.

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"Evie..." She whined out, not trying to argue the legitimacy of them being in public, but insisting that something be done. Apparently, it managed to get to her, because then Evie started to weight her options, eventually slipping under the table and releasing Zena. "Oh---!" She chirped as her legs were given further room to widened, which she did. She held her legs open while Evie inspected her.

Between the kisses, grazing licks, and eventually the small suck that Evie gave to her cock, Zena began to hum in relief. "Thank you... thank you..." She whispered, her eyes fluttering shut as she gave in to the feeling of Evie sucking her cock. "You're the bestest friend... oh fuck!" She whined out, wanting more but waiting her time.

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Evie could honestly barely here what Zena was saying. She could hear some murmurs coming from her but between her moaning and everything else, they sounded like just that. She was reluctant before but as soon as she took that cock into her mouth and really started to work it, she was hooked and she knew it.

Evie's moans started to get a little louder and she was just thankful the cafeteria was loud. She continued to furiously bob her head before she got the courage to attempt to deep throat Zena. He slipped her more and more of the cock down her throat, swirling her tongue as she went slower, clamping her lips around Zena's shaft and jerking off what was left which seemed like a less than half.

He popped the cock out and spit drooled down from her face the tip of the cock, as the parts she could get into her throat were covered in saliva. She jerked her cock more, as she leaned in to get the lower parts of the shaft that hadn't received too much love.

She got her face back up, smiling and slapping the cock on her lips before going back in, taking the tip and a little bit of the body in, bobbing her head, working the cock as well as she could and using both her hands to jerk the rest of it, as she prepared herself for another deepthroat attempt.

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Unraveling her like a sweater with a loose string, Zena opted out to lay her head down on her arm, acting like she was resting while she hid her orgasmic expressions. She reached below, grabbed Evie by the hair and rode her blowjob out, panting against then open air, She could hear her better now.

"Oh fuck! Suck me! Suck me off Evie! Oh you're such a good friend! Please let me cum! Make me cum!" She whined, begged, and pleaded as she felt her cock get all sorts of oral love.

She wanted to plow into Evie now, if she wasn't perpetually hard like this they could have hobbled to a bathroom and fucked like normal people. But instead it had to be current, and Evie had to be the one now. "Oh fuck! Deep throat me again! I love that!"

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Evie was already loving having that fat cock in her mouth, but now with Zena talking so dirty to her, she could feel her entire body start to grow warm, her panties were completely soaked and if she didn't need both hands to girl this monster off, she would be rubbing the fuck out of her clit right now.

She moaned out loudly and obliged Zena's words, aggressively pushing herself down the cock now. She tried to take it all in but she couldn't at this time, moaning against the cock and clamping her lips down again. The shaft portion not in her mouth had reduced from the last time and she was so glad. She twirled her tongue and held the deepthroat for as long as she could before popping up and gasping for air.

He lips, Zena's cock were both covered in slobber but Evie couldn't care less. She went back to bobbing her head as she sucked on it again, this time not giving a warning as she went back for the deepthroat, determined to fit Zena's entire cock into her mouth!

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"Oh fuck!" Zena barked, though quickly popped her head up to see if anyone heard her. They didn't. She dropped her head back, moaning away as she watched Evie absolutely worship that cock of hers. "Fuck I'm gonna---!"

White. Zena saw white, she blanked out, grabbed Evie by the head and forced the last inch of cock into her throat. Zena could feel the squeeze of the esophagus around her cock head, felt the panicked breathing against her fuzzy pubic bush, and the absolute greatest orgasm rip through her. Pumping ropes and bullets of cum down into her stomach directly, she wagered she probably gave about a solid half cup of cum to her bestie's tummy.

Pushing Evie off her cock so she could breath, Zena instantly backed off, panting and moaning as quietly as she could: her cock still hard, just twitching like crazy.

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Evie smiled to herself hearing Zena almost unable to control her reactions. She didn't expect Zena to push her head down on the last inch but she was soooo glad she did, she felt her pussy throb at the feeling, even more so when Zena started to pump what felt like never ending ropes of cum down her throat! She enthusiastically swallowed everything Zena gave her and absolutely fucking loved the taste!

She popped off her Best Friend's cock and caught her breath. To her surprise, her cock was still rock hard, twitching even more than before. How? She had just cum! It gave Evie an Idea. Zena had gotten hers and Evie needed hers too! She cleaned her lips and kissed the cock a few times before she composed herself, sitting back up, beside Zena. She grabbed Zena's hand and slipped it to her panties and then under so she could feel how wet she was.

"This is on you. Hide that monster and let's go. You're going to take care of this. You're going to fuck me senseless." She growled at Zena, her hormones taking over the usually very very sweet girl.

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Her head was whammied, she was dazed, but capable of horny. The sharp edge had been dulled and now it would deflate on its own. Until Evie jammed Zena's hand in her pants and let her pussy drool on her. Then she was hard as fuck!

"Damn!" It's all she had in her mind before she stole her hand back, licked the cunt from her fingers, then did her best to tie her snake down to her thighs. "Grab your bag."

As the girls grabbed the backpacks they brought, they rushed themselves out of the cafeteria, and back to the bathrooms, yet this time, Zena provided a special key that unlocked a separate bathroom meant for faculty. Pushing Evie inside she locked the door behind them, dropped their bags, and then threw herself onto Evie, threading the kiss with a fire tongue while her hands tried to shred Evie's pants.

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Evie bit her lip as she watched Zena taste her juices. Fucking hell. She obliged, grabbing her backpack and was gladly led out of the cafeteria into a private toilet which was meant for faculty.

As soon as the door locked, and Zena threw herself on Evie, she responded immediately, kissing her back furiously, moaning against her lips and helping Zena pull down her pants, unbuckling them and frantically pushing them down and stepping out of them, sliding her hand under Zena's skirt to hold onto and stroke that magnificent dick.

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Grabbing at Evie's leg, she hiked her up onto the counter top and laid her back against the mirror. Undoing her own pants, she pushed out of them to reveal the same hearty cock that was down Evie's throat minutes before. Still wet.

"Evie... I'm gonna fuck you so damn good..." Moving in, Zena slapped her cock onto Evie's clit, just before she itched the nib with the shaft, itching her scratch before she slipped it down and wedged it into her hole.

Without too much warning, Zena began to insert herself, spreading her best friend open as she slowly sunk her cock inside the warm, leaking tunnel. "Ohh come to Mommy!"

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Evie grinned as she was lifted onto the counter and pushed against the mirror, her grin only growing when that long python came back out. She couldn't help but let out a whimper just from the sight of it.

She bit her lip, whimpered and nodded in response to Zena's words. She let out another moan when she felt the cock on her clit. She was so sensitive, the touch of her cock there made her body feel like it was on fire, she needed that fucking cock. Now!

"Huuuuuuuuuhhh, FUCK!" Evie screamed out, her toes curling at just the cock entering her. Her mouth was open as she looked down at the cock entering her and then at Zena, a lustful look on her face. "Fuck me mommy! Please fuck me! Ruin me mommy!" she screamed out to Zena, wrapping her legs around Zena's waist, impatiently waiting for her Best Friend to ruin sex for her forever!

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Pressing her arms around Evie's head, framing her legs perfectly, Zena began to fuck Evie hard. Clapping immediately filled the room, courtesy if the girls who were banging their hips together, feeding lustful desires like an animal with scraps. Panting in lust, Zena stared into Evie's eyes, her own gentle pools heating into a lake on fire.

"Fuck! Why couldn't you have given me this pussy so long ago! Why did you make me jerk off like a pervert? Mommy wants to fuck you so hard now!" She moaned out, her demeanor submitting to this fire inside her, giving into the cock hormonal presence.

"Do you know how often I had to jack off thinking about you? In your skirt? Or when these tits are free during change out in the locker room?" She panted, revealing she was a pervert behind closed doors.

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Evie stared into Zena's eyes as she spoke and admitted to so many filthy things and honestly all that did was turn Evie on even more! Her moans grew louder, and the look on her face grew more lustful.

"Punish me mommy! Fuck me so hard! Punish me for making you Jerk off!" She heard Zena's words and immediately took her shirt and then her bra off, tossing everything to the ground and leaned in to shake her tits in Zena's face.

"They're yours mommy! This pussy is yours, Just fucking take me! make me yours! Fucckkk! You feel so fucking good!" She couldn't control herself, all of her lewd thoughts were pouring out of her and she just wanted to be ruined!

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"Fuck! Remember when you told me you fucked Zack? And he was a lazy lay... I was furious! I took that jacket you left me and jerked off into it for days!" Whe lamented, showing deeper and deeper levels of perversion, all those walls undone by her cock and its hormones.

Pulling to the edge of the slightly ruined cunt, Zena paused, panted, then peered back up into Evie's eyes. "I need to cool down... I don't want to pull the trigger too fast... I want to fuck you... not just cum... I want your pussy molded to me..." panting, she jabbed forward, filling her pussy while her hand and lips grabbed hold of her exposed tits.

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All of Zena's admissions and lamentations just turned Evie on more, Zena was driving her crazy, and she was right, Jack was the fucking worst. She couldn't believe her best friend wanted her that badly, had a cock like this and she was fucking losers!

She looked into the eyes of her best friend, whimpering softly in protest at the Zena's reluctance to keep fucking her like that but Zena's explanation make her body warm up even more.

She knew Zena loved her as a friend, but now, knowing she felt that way about her body changed everything. She continued to stare into her eyes. "Make me yours mommy. I want to be addicted to your cock. I don't want anyone else in me. Make me yours, Please!" Evie begged, leaning in to give Zena a more sensual and loving kiss.

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Kissing slowly, humming gently, Zena pet her hand across Evie's gentle white hair. "After this... we need to talk... I need to... I need to confess my feelings..." She whispered softly, but cut it by then pulling her cock back and forth, fucking her hard once again.

This wasn't commitment. She didn't love love love Evie. But she had so much heart and so much lust... she wanted her more than just a one and done, she wanted her again and again and again. Surely... this could be done. She needed it.

The bathroom filled once again with fleshy slaps before it was clear someone was getting the dick of their life in this restroom. "Mmm! I'm gonna cum Evie! I can feel it!"

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Evie nodded at Zena's words, smiling against her lips, she was about to say something too, she definitely had feelings for Zena too but before she could even start to get words out, it started again.

"Yess! Fuck!" she blurted out as Zena started to pistion her again, Her legs were shaking, her hands were firmly perched on Zena's shoulders, her fingers digging in as she continued to take the best dick down she had ever received.

"Oh my fucking god! Yes mommy! Fill me up! Cum for me! I want to have your babies!" She screamed out, moaning even louder and feeling her orgasm build up, it was going to be fucking huge and she knew it. Her body started to twitch and shake, waiting for Zena to fill her with her cum!

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Clapping faster and faster until it hit her like a truck. Zena smacked the wall, gripping tight as she erupted like a burst water main inside Evie. Shooting cum began to fill the girls pussy, ensuring the slight fear of real life pregnancy. Zena wasn't about making babies outside of a real relationship, but the idea was hot as fuck. She also only trusted Evie to have the kid... should it ever happen.

But slowly, coming down off the immediate release, Zena panted out and kissed Evie's Chin, tapping it lightly with her tongue. "Oh god... my cock been tamed I think... oh baby.. "

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Evie couldn't hold her moans back even if she tried, her entire body was twitching, her pussy clamped onto Zena's cock and as soon as she felt her best friend start to fill her up, her orgasm hit as well, her moans climbing to the top of her voice and her pussy shooting out a liquid right onto Zena's cock, her body twitching hard as she rode out her orgasm.

Evie's breath was extremely heavy, she rode out her orgasm completely and locked in her legs around Zena as she came to make sure she couldn't pull out. She didn't even care that she could actually get pregnant. This was so fucking hot.

She finally caught her breath and smiled at Zena's words, pressing her tongue against Zena's before going in for a sloppy, tongue filled kiss, moaning loudly into the kiss, her legs still locked around her best friend.

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Humming softly as the two made out with sloppy tongues, Zena pulled back with a smirk before she kissed Evie's nose gently. "Nows as good a time as any... but... I like you alot Evie. You are my greatest friend, and I'm proud to have stuck with you for all this time. But... my cock... my cock has seemingly grown to the point where it makes its own decisions for me... and it's made me... made me very attracted to you. So Evie... do you think we could... take this to a semi constant open relationship?" She asked softly, fearful that Evie was looking for big red heart Love vs bend me over and fuck me relationship.

Zena didn't know if she could do a full sit down relationship, and Taking Evie into of those relationship scared her. She didn't want to lose her best friend, but she did want to fuck her hard.

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Evie thoroughly enjoyed the kiss. When Zena pulled away and started to talk, Evie was still biting her lip and looking into her eyes, a small smile forming as Zena spoke to her.

"I know how your cock is. I know you can't control how horny you get or your urges. I like you too and it would be really unfair of me to keep you tied down in an exclusive relationship knowing the appetite your cock has."

She leaned in and gave Zena a soft kiss on the lips. "Yes to the open relationship. Fuck yes. I wouldn't rather be in it with anyone else." She said with a smile. "You're still my best friend Z, but now you can fuck me senseless literally anytime you want. How's that sound?" She said leaning in again..

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Smiling ear to ear, She bit her lip and launched back into a deeper kiss. "Sounds squishy... and I like squishy." She purred happily before she slowly peeked down to see their mess slowly draining into the sink, aimed toward the drain. "Mmm we made a big fucking mess. I'm spent for the moment... I don't think it anticipated you going for the double offense on it." She chuckled softly before she gently pulled back, feeling her flaccid cock pulling out of Evie's pussy.

"I thank you for your time... and offer you many more loads in the future... I also must tell you... Violet knows. The pretty girl with the big hips in squad? I didn't know her real well but Friday... she got to know her new Mommy. So she may be a bit more... friendly towards us."

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Evie smiled back at Zena, the thought of being in any sort of relationship with her best friend, someone she knew would never hurt her brought a feeling of warmth and comfort for her. She looked down and blushed a little, letting out a soft whimper as the cock slipped out of her.

She nodded at Zena's words. "That's fine, Violet always seemed cool and she really is pretty. You haveeeee to tell me how it happened." She let out a gasp of realization, remembering just how horny Zena got after games. "It was after the game wasn't it!" she said with a bright smile on her face, lightly and playfully hitting her.

"I can't even blame her for being friendly after! Who wouldn't want to be friendly with you after you give them dick like this." She said, biting her lip down just a little and slowly hopping to the ground, her legs a little wobbly though.

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Through a fit of giggles, Zena smirked and nodded softly. "Friday's game had me hot. We had every formation right, the crowd was alive, hell even our team did good. I was heated. But she just didn't vacate fast enough and she caught sight if me in the shower, I decided to take advantage of the moment and... she vouched for our own little time slots after games and practices." Absolutely beaming, Zena couldn't help but blush as she attempted to clean off her cock before she began to redress, hide her appendage.

After a few minutes of them trying to clean themselves and fix the area, they were finally geared up, and Zena went to the door. "Well I reckon it's about time for next class... are you gonna make it?" She teased, commenting on her small limp.

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Evie smiled all through Zena's recollection of what happened the night her and Violet got together. She was really happy for her friend, Zena sometimes mentioned to her how hard it was to keep having to jerk off like she did and hearing she had someone... well, two people now that wanted her cock, warmed her heart.

She chuckled softly and nodded her head. "Yeah, I will." She said softly, using the counter to get up, take a few wobbly steps before finding some sort of balance. "Yeah, I'm fine, If anyone asks, we'll just say I fell or something."

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"Right onto my hefty cock." Zena winked before she unlocked the bathroom door and let the pair of them out into the college. No one the wiser. No one except a teacher who had very little line of sight on the bathroom, but her her theories about why Zena had a key for it.

She lowered her paranoia, went back to her classroom, and the world was all right again. After that school day, Zena went home to find a pamphlet of renting homes, brought home by her Mother, the real estate agent. Right on the front was a nice little home, big enough for three... and the price definitely would be better between three people. Ideas began to form...

[Assistant] Evie couldn't help but laugh at Zena's joke; She'd love to accidentally fall on that cock again soon. She followed Zena and wobbled her way back to class, honestly very tired from her little exercise. When classes were officially done, she gladly told her friend goodbye and drove home to get some much needed sleep.


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"I could find you if I really wanted to." Seph teased back, winning gently before he relaxed in his seat trying to keep her calm. And he was honest, he could find her, between connections and her very earthy, country scent, he could find her for sure.

Yet her next question caught him guard, but he did lead her to that question on his own. One would think he would just write off such an idea, but his gut had lead him astray one time... which is now why there were two puncture wounds in his neck. A reminder to not trust people, no matter how enticing it might be.

But he pushed through the hurt. "Ahh one time. She turned out to be a guy... won't make that mistake ever again." He chuckled softly, hoping the humor masked anything of his uncertainty or untimely trauma.

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She arched a brow at him at his comment on being able to find her, but she supposed that wasn't too far fetched. They were a smaller town and all one needed was her name and they'd know where she went to school, went to church, the names of all her family. Maybe such a small town wasn't so great a place to live if you wanted anonymity. However, that would give her some protection because people would be able to find him too.

A guy? Gillian muffled a chuckle against her hand at the way Seph probably found out that little surprise, "was he an out-of-towner like me? Is that how you couldn't spot an Adam's apple from a mile away?" She winked to show that she was attempting to tease him, though she often fell flat when it came to jokes.

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"It was dark and I was a little drunk. Luckily I learned my lesson without too much trauma. We all make mistakes. 'Tis Life." Seph told her, turning gently as he gave a quick gauge at the crowds, spotting the few big crowd attractions that was reeling in the majority of the younger adults.

"So why move? Everyone had a reason. For a job, for a family member, for hiding out a search party and an entire state that wants to imprisoned for life... you know, common reasons?" He joked, turning back to her as his arms crossed over another along the edge of the table.

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Gillian leaned back in her seat a little bit, in shock, "you're old enough to drink? I would never have guessed it." She shook her head a little bit as that tried to overwhelm whatever else he was saying, "Ah... well... my father died and he was the main bread winner of the family. Mom couldn't afford for the both of us to live on our own, so we came to live with her sister, my aunt. Aunt Janie has a house just outside of town. She's not big on socializing for some reason, but she welcomed us in with open arms and about 20 cats."

Gillian blushed and picked at some stray cat hair on her jeans. Nothing that entered that small house came out unmolested by cat hair. At least the cats were used to her enough now to quit pissing on her bed and clothing. Her mom, still wasn't so lucky.

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Not completely stunted by the dead parent bit, Seph just crossed his arms and nodded in an understanding fashion. "Yeah... dead parents can be... not good. Both my Dad and My Mom have died. Just a few years ago, I got left with all this insurance money and shit... which is fine but... you don't even want to spend it or use it. You just see their face on the bills and think... 'this is what's left of them'..." He commented, showing he definitely understood where she was coming from, but instead of shutting their conversation down, he jumped his eyes to her and uncoiled his arms.

"Here... I wanna show you something... at least something before you disappear into the night..." There was something to be said about how Seph always tried to fill silent voids, obviously talking about dead parents was usually a good conversation halter, but that didn't stop him, he wouldn't let it stop him.

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Gillian murmured a soft, "I'm sorry" at the revelation that his parents were both dead and didn't comment on the insurance money as they'd been too poor for insurance of any kind, but she tried to nod wisely in understanding. His sudden movements startled her a bit, his eyes nearly piercing her with their intensity.

"Ah, is it far from here?" She rose from her chair slightly, feeling guilty that they hadn't ordered anything even though their butts occupied the seats. Perhaps they hadn't been there too long to irritate the owners. It would be nice to come back some other time. Perhaps in a real date?

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"It's a walk but it's worth it." He told her as he pulled her along, having taken her hand like he part time ownership of it. Maybe it was something to do with his bad boy antics, or maybe something with the moderately laid back tension of the adult pier, but the worriment of bumming a table for their own selves and then ditching it didn't even make it to Seph's shoulders.

Taking her across the pier back to where he had acknowledged the big beach scene down below, he took her to that spit but turned to the opposite slope, just beyond the railing. Hopping over it with ease, he lead her to the small metal guard rail and went to help her up. "Its down this embankment, little sloped but I'll hold you for safety. Okay?"

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Gillian's ears were surely burning as he took her hand and she quietly followed along with Seph, admiring his grace at just about everything he did. He took the railing as if it were an every day occurrence and to top it off, she had to have help getting over it herself. She eased over the first railing and nearly slipped at the second one, grateful for his warm hands guiding her to safety, "How did you find this place if it's so far off the beaten path?"

The breeze ruffled her hair into her eyes and she struggled to get the wisps out of them so she could see. The ocean's saltiness made her nose sting with the fresh scent and she took it in. It was much better than cow pastures that she'd passed more than a few times in the country. She wondered if he'd ever stepped in a cow patty or if he was so graceful he could dance through a field and still have clean shoes at the other end.

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Smiling to her question, Seph just shrugged as he showed her the small path worn into the dirt and walled in by separated rocks and gravel. "I get bored... now let's go." Holding her hand tightly he took the lead and slowly curved his way down the path until they came to the very bottom of the beach, right where ocean met rock facing. Bringing her along the edge, he dipped into a dark little crevice and then as she entered the pitch black darkness She would hear a soft *click*.

The click was a light switch that made tens of small orange lanterns glow to life, showing a sandstone carved staircase leading up into the cliff itself. Leading her up higher and higher, they eventually plateaued into a large enough cave to house a small party, which it had. The cave itself was littered with strands of holiday lights, at least eight couches, and too many tables to count.

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Gillian gasped at the fairy like beauty of the cave. She'd always been a bit jealous of those other girls who could decorate their rooms with fairy lights and make it look like a hidden paradise. Her room was plain, white walls, no pictures. A small desk and chair set, double bed with lavender and gray bedding... and a few dozen cats everywhere. She'd never been big on decorating, even if she'd unpacked the few boxes she'd been allowed.

She stepped further into the cave and turned around, taking in all the affects and the shadows making the cave look like a secluded retreat instead of rocks and sand, "did you set this up? How did you find out about it?"

[User] "I had help to decorate it but we all just stumbled upon it one day. After my parents... didn't much want to be in the house so we went exploring... hard. Found this place and now its my home away from home. Here..." taking her hand, asserting his co-ownership of the gentle limb, Seph pulled her deeper into the cave until they came upon a slight indent in the ground, like a big conversation pit from the 70s but embedded into the ground. The pit was done up with blankets, pillows, bedding, and big veil like curtains surrounding it. Directly above the bed was a large hole that lead straight into the moon, meaning in the darkest of nights he had the light of the moon on him. "This is my bed..."

[Assistant] The redhead blushed as he led her to his bed of all places, "Ah, isn't this... lacking in privacy?" Gillian glanced back nervously at the lack of a door, "and, don't you get rained on?" It did look like a nest. A very comfortable nest, but she was rather body shy, and even with the curtains, anyone could walk back here at will. Hell, he could be robbed, raped, and killed in his sleep before he knew it. Or drowned. She looked up at the beautiful moon roof. "Do you still have a regular home?"

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"We thought about that... there's a shutter system up there. I pull a cord and *boop* window closes. As for the privacy thing... well no, No one goes this far over. Like you said it's so far over. If someone was coming here to attack us... God help them. We'll beat the piss out of them." Seph chuckled to her as showed his confidence once more about the whole ordeal.

"The moon looks better when it takes up the whole view though..." He told her before he tripped her, caught her and let them both fall onto the heavily padding of his bed, their gaze directed upwards into the beautiful white of the moon. "Just... gorgeous." He acted as if it he was referring to the moon but his eyes landed on her gentle face, showing his true endearment for her.

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"You have it set up for a lot of people. Do they ever just come in and randomly hang out?" Gillian flinched a little at his violent confidence, knowing she wasn't part of that we he spoke about as being able to beat someone.

She suddenly yelped at the change in balance, and was caught as the moon filled her view. It was gorgeous at this time of night. No clouds to cover it and she relaxed into the bedding, lips slack in awe, "it is beautiful, Seph. You did a wonderful job picking a hideout."

[User] Gillian laid across Seph's chest as he held her, aimed for the moonlit sky, his hands slowly crossed across her mid chest and held her sternum lightly as he watched her stare into its depths. The opportunity was perfect, too perfect to pass up, slowly, his right hand reached up and took her by the jaw, aiming her head down to the side before he swooped in and pressed his lips across hers, stealing the kiss that eventually seal her fate for her.

[Assistant] Gillian startled briefly, before melting into her first kiss. Her mind noted that his lips were a bit cool from the air and his teeth did feel a bit sharp as she opened her mouth to him. Her pulse was pounding in her throat and she was hyper aware of his hand on her chest. Nipples were getting tighter the longer he kissed her, "mmn Seph..."

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Giving a soft groan, Seph didn't allow the kiss to be a virgin kiss, he started to suck at her lower lip, molesting her chin with his thumb gently before dropping away from her jawline. As they held the intoxicating kiss, the hand on her chest slowly sat upright and crawled up her ribs until it gently cupped her breast and began to give soft compressions, using them like a stress ball or a warm pillow.

The distinct contrast between his cool skin and her warm flesh was very noticeable, yet as they held the interlocking exchange it all began to blend into one another.

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Gillian shivered at the cold hand on her breast, seeming to suck the heat from her body, but she couldn't think past that mouth almost eating at her own. She wasn't familiar with kissing and was a bit clumsy in returning it. His kisses, though, spoke of many other kisses, and enough practice to get his technique down. The touch on her jawline had her pulse nearly beating free of her veins and a liquid wanting rolled through her body.

He was making her want things she hadn't thought too much about, having wanted more to fit in than to have sex.  Now, here was a hot guy kissing her under the moonlight and she couldn't find it in her to push him away. Not when he was probably as lonely as she was.

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The hand on her breast squeezed, feeling up the warm fatty globe, clenching his fingers until they all converged atop her hard peak, tweaking and tugging the fleshy bulb. Moaning softly into their kiss, Seph finally broke their contact, breathing a little heavier, knowing she Needed a breather as well. Yet he didn't let the momentum die.

Licking across her small lip, Seph let his right hand rub it's way down to her lap where it rubbed her thigh, fingers touching everything they could. "Gillian... you're... God you're sexy... stay with me tonight. Stay with me and feel my pleasure..." he begged her with a hushed moan of a voice, grinning widely.

[Assistant] Gillian squirmed under him, too nervous to touch him back, unsure of what he would, and wouldn't allow from her. He was stealing her breath and her sanity with his kisses and his hand was sending pleasure shooting through her even when it snuck down below her belt, "ah... we... ah... we shouldn't. You hardly know me, and... mnnn and I don't have any protection. All we need would be a teen pregnancy. You'd... ahhhh... be tired of me too quickly with that complication." She reluctantly moved his hand to a more innocent place, eyes begging him to understand.

[User] "I would not grow tired of you... you are who I want. There's a lot more involved then just sex and pregnancy... what I want to give you is an experience... trust me Gillian..." Seph told her before she silenced her worries with another kiss, a much slower, drawn out kiss thy tugged at her lower lip. Instead of returning to her wonderful breasts, his hand dropped further and rubbed along her thigh, squeezing it only gently as he teased her along the leg. "We can do so much and avoid pregnancy... and how could you say these eyes would ever grow bored of you. I would never let myself be so shallow..."

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She slowly pulled away, eyes dark and pupils dilated, "Mmm... not on a first date. You want more of me... you will have to work for it." Gillian sat up, looking mussed and breathing a bit heavily. He was making her want him, but she also didn't want to ruin her reputation here as an easy lay. She didn't want to see everyone look down on her from now until she could escape the little town. Even college would be a nightmare as she wouldn't be able to leave for that thanks to their finances, and her poor grades since her father died. As she was already 18 and graduation was only two weeks away, she would never be able to make up her GPA.

She moved back to give herself more room from him and those eyes that just seemed to compel her to trust him, "I'm... I'm not easy and it would be my first time. For any of it." She blushed and looked down.

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Despite having been soft rejected, Seph was into this semi serious notion of it being a little bit more... built up to. Halting his advances, he slowly sat up and looked into her eyes and gave a warmer smile. "Most girls aren't able to reject me like you... but I want you and I will work for it. Even if it goes against Who I am." Slowly sitting out from under her, he stood from the bedding and this time offered her a hand up out of the slumber pit.

"I'll take you back topside and you can be on your way for the evening. No funny, Promis." He held his hand out and out his other over his heart in a symbolic gesture of trust.

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Gillian took his hand, then moved in to hug him in thanks and relief. He really had her at his advantage and she wouldn't be able to do much other than cry about it later if he were of the mindset to insist. "Thank you. I... I appreciate that you can respect me even though I know, you're ah... probably hurting down there."

She leaned back and gave him a timid smile, wanting him to see in her face that she liked him more than she should, but was just shy and a bit on the scared side, "When will I see you again?" That is, if he still wanted to see her after being turned down tonight.

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"You'll pay me back for this one day. I'm sure." Seph winked to her as he took her hand and accepted the hug with literal open arms. As they hugged, his hands rubbed across her middle spine and shoulders, hoping to keep her at ease about the whole situation.

"I can find you... tell me when and I'll be there. I know how to get around this town pretty easily." He told her, smirking as he knew his vampiric smelling definitely gave him leagues of advantage over so many others.

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She kissed his chin before pulling back and reaching for his hand, "Oh. Tomorrow is Sunday, so I have all day. Well... " Gillian glanced around for a clock or a watch on him, "I should probably say today is Sunday. Do you, ah have a phone or anything? I don't have a cell or anything that fancy, but we have a land line."

She blushed at having to admit just how deep into poverty her family was, and hoped that he wouldn't be too bothered by it. Or that he wouldn't think she was playing him along for his inheritance. She whitened a bit at that, crap.

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He smirked at how she fumbled ever so lightly, it was a nice contrast to the usual sorts of people he was around. Reaching into the back of his black jeans, Seph produced a black marker and uncapped it with his teeth. "You're cute when you're embarrassed so I'm just loving this." He told her as he took her hand and wrote a series of numbers.

"Call this number, it'll be me or someone else who can get me. Just don't call during the afternoon... we won't be around. Alright? Otherwise I'll be able to find you..."

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Embarrassed? Was Gillian embarrassed? Was it so obvious? Her cheeks started matching her hair and nearly yanked her hand out of his as the pen tickled across her flesh. Then her mind caught on the fact that he just threw out the L word, and her resolve nearly caved in. She, admittedly, was starved for love and affection and this man was at least offering a taste of both on the surface. Would it really be that bad to give in?

"Ah... thank you. I'll try not to wake you or anything. Ah, when do you sleep? This is normally way past my bedtime already?" She groaned mentally, great Gillian, just keep showing him how pathetically childish you really are.

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"I sleep when I can. But don't even try to fathom that. Call around the morning or evenings and I'm sure we can get everything straight... now, Back to the surface." Seph told her before he went to steal back her hand, pausing when he recalled writing on her right hand. So he took her left and pulled her along and out of the cave.

Dropping past the lantern lit stone staircase, trekking along the ocean front beach, and back up the treacherous hill, they came back to the guard rail. Seph helped her climb back over it, planting her on the gravel embankment of the road before he beckoned her attention and bowed in to steal one more kiss, holding her lower lip in his own until they officially knew the others taste.

He let her go and stepped back, grinning in his spicy cleverness. "This will be goodnight for now, Gillian. I'll count the moments till next time we meet..."

[Assistant] She touched her bottom lip gently with her fingers, amazed that he could pull that much sensation out of her with just a kiss. Her delicates were rather unhappy with her virtue right now and she was seriously regretting not allowing him to have his way with her. Gillian had reasons. Good ones. Not being embarrassed by telling her mother that she was pregnant was more than a good enough reason to not allow him to take what he wanted, "ah. Seph. I want to thank you for taking time out of your night for me. I will call you when I get a chance. It all depends on my family and who is around the phone later. Is... is that alright?"

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Seph stepped lightly backwards, not even hesitantly, confidently actually---like he knew where his foot should go even before it got there. "There's no need to thank me. There's so much more to show you... you'd run out of thank yous before we even got to the good stuff. You have yourself a goodnight Gillian." He told her with one more gleam of his grin before he backed his way out of the light of the street lamps and was gone.

The night felt slightly warmer after he vanished, like the mist of the sea had been chilled by his presence and now the End-Of-Summer heat had returned to help keep her skin damp and humid.

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Gillian felt his absence like a hole in the chest and she wrapper her arms around herself as she rushed back towards the dizzying lights of the carnival. Disappointment punched a fist into her gut and she wished that she'd at least asked him to walk her back to full safety, but that was rude of her. She'd been flirting, hadn't she? What was the word? A cock tease? He was still gentlemanly afterward, and that was more than she could have asked.

The lights were jarring after the soft lights of Seph's cave and the noise was too much for her. She didn't want to be there anymore and she was still upset with her friends after ditching her. She called her aunt, and got a ride home where she ended up soaking in a hot bath to help her combat the chill of the night from her bones.

Later, in bed, her hand followed the path that his had earlier that night, leaving her whimpering and doubting her nights' decisions. It was just before dawn that she was dialing a number that she'd memorized before taking her bath, and waited for someone to answer.


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Zephyr stepped back and watched Elessar in amusement as he tested the bed. It'd taken years to perfect it and he was quite proud of his handiwork, even if it was a small accomplishment as far as dragons were concerned. His mother had taught him how to control it, but not much else, and while he was curious what he could learn if he visited the Great Caverns, he'd rather figure it out for himself. Fire was something he still lacked complete control of and he didn't dare do anything above starting a fire outside of battles. There was a reason he was usually the lone survivor.

"I'm glad you enjoy it." He'd made it large enough for just one of them and moved to make another for himself, one big enough for the both of them if Elessar wanted to join him in the middle of the night. "So the bed is comfortable then?" he asked a bit too innocently. He hadn't forgotten the bargain in the least and wondered if Elessar would hold up his end.

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Elessar did not miss Zephyr's pointed comment and he turned bright red, hurriedly looking away. "Come here then and get your reward," Elessar finally replied, the words practically dragged out of him. He had made the deal in jest and hadn't really expected Zephyr to come through with it. It wasn't that he didn't want to kiss the man, but Zephyr was still very much a strange to him and Elessar had kissed precious few people in his lifetime.

Having stilled from the bouncy, Elessar sat and looked up at Zephyr waiting for him to get down on his level. He hoped the other hurried but he wasn't sure he was going to be able to follow through.

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Once Zephyr finished the second bed, he dusted his hands off and squatted beside Elessar, tilting his head as he studied the human. He shifted to sit on the ground where it started to dip and smiled faintly. "Don't sound so eager, I might get the wrong impression," he replied with a soft laugh. He reached out towards Elessar, but stopped just shy of touching his cheek. He wanted his 'reward' though was hesitant to force it out of the human. Apparently he'd been living among the humans far too long. Even prismatics should be able to take what they wanted from a human.

"I can collect later," he murmured before he could stop himself, silently cursing himself for being so soft just because Elessar was a potential mate. But a true mate was a rare thing and no matter how many humans he'd taken for his own pleasure before, he couldn't quite bring himself to do that to this one.

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Elessar felt like a weakling when he flinched at the new touch. He didn't know why, but Zephyr's closeness was suddenly unsettling. He'd been planning on teasingly kissing the man's cheek, but things had gotten a little too serious a little to fast. He didn't say anything though and merely squared his shoulder, waiting for the expected kiss. When it didn't come, he let out an obvious sigh of relief.

"Later," Elessar echoed, though clearly meant that there wouldn't be a later unless he felt like it. "Told you I wasn't easy," he replied in a half teasing tone, casting around for something to break the awkwardness. Nearly done, the roasting rabbit caught his eye and Elessar was getting up and heading to the fire. He turned the spit just a little bit more, trying to get an even sear on the thing. Reaching for the packet of herbs in his pouch, he seasoned the meat.

"This rabbit isn't going to be enough for the both of us," he announced.

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Zephyr sighed softly when Elessar flinched. For some reason it put him in a sour mood, though he knew he couldn't expect Elessar to welcome his touch so easily. He moved back to his own bed and pulled his boots off, setting his sword and pack within easy reach. "You can have it," he replied. Luckily he didn't 'have' to eat as much as a human. So long as he didn't start eating, he was fine. He'd find something big enough to feed them both tomorrow.

"The spring over there is clean if you want fresh water." He moved a few feet away from the camp and walked around it, laying a thin web of magic around it to deter animals and warn him if someone or something crossed. He usually didn't bother with it, but he wasn't sure what kind of animals were in this area that would ignore the scent of a dragon if they caught the scent of a human. Once that was done, he stretched out in his bed and waited for the sun to set.

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Elessar looked at Zephyr for am moment before he settled down to eat the rabbit. There wasn't much and he polished all of it off in no time at all. He didn't know why the atmosphere between him and Zephyr was suddenly tense or why Zephyr had refused any of the food. Not sure what to say, Elessar remained quiet until he'd finished eating. The stream was his next destination and he washed his hands and face, pulling off his tunic so he could at least wash some part of himself. The spring was cold, making him shudder, but Elessar liked being clean better than being warm. His cloak would help with that later.

"So," Elessar started slowly once he was dressed and laying curled up in his own moss bed. He had his cloak wrapped tightly about himself and lay propped up just slightly so he could watch Zephyr. "Do you have any good stories?"

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Zephyr rested his hands behind his head and watched Elessar from the corner of his eye when he went to bathe, silently chastising himself for getting so worked up about something as stupid and simple as a kiss. He wasn't a damn human, no matter how much or how long he pretended to be. He told himself he shouldn't care. The likelihood of Elessar even accepting him was slim, especially once he found out he was a dragon.

He glanced at the human when he spoke, shrugging lightly at the question. "Several... what kind of story do you want to hear? Old stories, new ones, stories about the stars or battles or dragons?" He shifted and sat up, noting how Elessar looked a bit cold and reaching out with his magic to warm the rocks beneath the soft dirt of his bed.

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Elessar sighed before he'd realized it when the ground beneath him started to warm up. He almost immediately relaxed and basked in the warmth that he knew was the product of Zephyr's magic. Content now, he look more comfortable than he had before. "Oh, the dragons, definitely," he replied with a smile. "You said a dragon blessed you when you were born. Why do the dragons bless some but not others? And there was talk about the human's magic being revoked because our current king did something to upset them. Do you know anything about that?"

It was a broad question and less of a story and more of just information that Elessar wanted to know. He'd been hearing strange things lately and Zephyr's magic and mentioning the dragons had dredged up all of his questions once again.

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Zephyr smiled to himself when he saw Elessar relaxing, feeling smug as he settled into a position he could relax and watch the human at the same time. He considered the questions a moment, trying to find a way to best respond without giving away too much information. "Dragons do as they please. Sometimes a human's energy calls to them and they bless them, other times they do something that catches a dragon's attention. I hear some of them bless their most fervent worshipers." The dragon Meridinia was infamous for bestowing her magical blessings of healing on priests and alchemists.

"As for why they are revoking their magic, I'm not sure. Something about the King being too arrogant for their tastes, but those are just rumors I've heard," he said with a shrug. He supposed he should have tried to dig up more information than that since he was heading to the capital, but it hadn't seemed too important at the time. He was more interested in the rumor of Nagafenn demanding a sacrifice---something that hadn't been done since long before he'd been born. Surely it was just rumor; there was nothing for the dragons to gain from it aside from asserting their dominance again.

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Elessar laughed. "Worshipers? The dragons haven't been treated as gods for many, many years. All the old alters are in disrepair. I visited one near the town and it was practically just a heap of old woods. I wonder if that's why the dragon's are mad. Maybe the king quit enforcing such things." He shrugged as well, not knowing what to think. It was all so strange. The last few years had many rumors circulating, some dying out while others gained momentum. It was hard to decide what was true and what wasn't. Few people ever saw dragons and those who did were always described as pompous and egotistical.

"So that must mean you interested a dragon then? What's it like doing magic? Is it easy?" Elessar wiggled a little closer to Zephyr while managing to stay in his own warm little bed.

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Zephyr couldn't help but smirk faintly at that. He'd seen a few of those himself and knew how pissed the gods of those particular shrines had to be. Served them right, really. If they'd taken more interest in 'ruling' the humans and showing themselves more often, maybe they could have kept the humans' respect and faith a bit longer. "I guess we'll see when we reach the capital." He wanted to ask what Elessar thought about the dragons as gods, though decided it didn't matter. He was a prismatic. He didn't need a human's worship to feel special.

"Mmm..." Was it possible to label magic as easy? "It takes concentration, and it has a mind of its own sometimes. It's very easy to lose control, especially with volatile elements like fire." He smiled at Elessar and sat up, reaching into his pack and pulling out slender dagger. "Hand me your boots and I can show you a less dangerous side of magic."

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Blinking, Elessar eagerly reached for his boots. He had no idea what Zephyr had in mind, but figured since the man bought him the boots he wasn't about to cut them up. Wanting to get a closer look at things, Elessar unabashedly joined Zephyr on his moss bed, sitting down across from him.

"Okay, lets see it then. If the dragons were so angry, I might be interested in trying to gain ones favor, if only to be able to use magic." His violet eyes seemed to flash eerily in the firelight as he said this, as if the very mention of magic could have them sparking excitedly.

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Zephyr took the boots and glanced at Elessar in surprise when he joined him, flipping the dagger between his fingers a few times as he studied one of the boots. "Oh? And what kind of magic would you want to use?" he asked, finally pressing the blade into the leather and etching a few symbols.

Written magic was written in Draconic, and most of those blessed with magic from a dragon inherited an innate ability to understand it. The symbols glowed briefly after each one was completed as he etched what seemed like several words into the leather just above the stitching at the bottom. He imbued it with a few simple spells to aid in comfort, durability, and keeping Elessar's feet warm or cool depending on the temperature.

He handed it over when he was done, the etchings faintly visible to one who knew where to look. He reached for the other boot to do the same to it.

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Elessar was practically on top of Zephyr was he watched the strange language being carefully eteched into the boots. He watched with rapt attention, his expression both focused and puzzled. He gaped when the words began to glow and when he was handed the boot back, he took it gingerly, turning it one way and then the other, examining it thoroughly.

"What exactly did you do then? And what language is this? Why do the words glow and what do they say?" Elessar was full of eager questions and without any prompting, he stuck his foot into the boot, wiggling his foot around inside of it. "Hmm. They fit a little better I think? The place that rubbed a blister is gone." He reached from the other boot, taking it from Zephyr when he was done carving on it so he could put it onto his other foot.

"Did you do this to your boots too? I also don't know what kind of magic I'd want to wield. Maybe healing magic since I always seem to be getting cut or scraped or something."

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Zephyr slipped the dagger back into his pack when he was done, propping back against his moss pillow. "Just a few spells for comfort, written in Draconic. They glow because they're words of power and part of the spell," he replied with more patience than he usually had for such questions. If a human didn't know how magic worked, there was little chance of them ever learning it, so why bother asking?

"I can't help you with healing magic... I know very little of it. Maybe if you pray hard enough to Meridinia, she'll bless you," he said with a soft laugh. Though considering she was usually one of the first to revoke her magics, he wasn't sure about that. Whether it was her own choosing or Nagafenn's orders, he didn't know, though he was bettering on the latter. "I do know of the plants with healing properties though. If we come across any, I'll show you."

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Elessar settled beside Zephyr, clearing wanting to talk some more. "Is there any books on the subject? I'm better at reading than listening sometimes. I know the basics about healing plants. I wanted to be a physician," Elessar stopped himself mid sentence, his expression suddenly darkening. "Well I used to want to be one, but not anymore." He shrugged, glossing over the matter like it wasn't something he was really interested in. He was though, unfortunately, and had wanted to go to the Capital's university when he'd been younger.

"What other stuff can you do?" He asked quickly, trying to find a new topic of conversation. "I mean, you're not good at healing magic, but you can make fire as well as make things grow. Can you make water or food or anything?"

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Zephyr was sorely tempted to ask Elessar why he'd given up such a dream, but he let it go for the moment when the human obviously didn't want to speak about it. Just having piqued Elessar's interest was enough right then. "I'm sure there are, though how accurate they are is questionable. I'm sure we could find some for you at the capital."

He stretched out and scratched at his stomach, resting an arm behind his head again. "I can't create water, no. I can sense it in the earth from small distances. Plants are... not really within my sphere of magic. I can manipulate small ones like grass or moss enough to make a cozy bed, but not trees." He shrugged and warmed the stones and soil beneath his own bed a bit, wondering if it'd be enough to coax Elessar into staying despite his next question.

"Why is it you don't want to talk about yourself? This will be a very long journey if I do all the talking. I'm sure to run out of stories within a few days," he said with a grin.

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Mirroring Zephyr, Elessar stretched out as well, however, he settled more on his side to better feel the warmth on his body. He knew Zephyr had done, but didn't say anything, merely enjoying the sensation of being nice and toasty warm again. The warm moss beneath him along with his cloak and boots served to make Elessar feeling nice and dozy. And even though he scowled at Zephyr's question, he was too comfortable to make himself move.

"I don't like talking about it," Elessar finally replied, curling up a little further. "It's neither interesting or fun and I'd rather forget about it all together. If you start running out of things to talk about, then we'll figure something out." Elessar shrugged, clearly troubled by the question.

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The answer was more or less what he'd expected and he nodded faintly after a moment. "Okay," he said quietly, shifting to get a bit more comfortable with a forced yawn. He wasn't tired in the least, but Elessar would need his rest. "Go to sleep." He tugged his sword a bit closer and rested his fingers around it before closing his eyes. Tomorrow was a new day and while he didn't expect Elessar to be any more willing to talk, maybe he would be after a week. He'd have to talk about it sometime and he wondered how patient he could be waiting for that to happen.

"Good night, Elessar." His fingers twitched to touch the human's hair though he kept his hands to himself.

[Assistant] Elessar just huffed and surprised himself by snuggling up with Zephyr. He felt... strangely safer being to close to him. Elessar had never liked sleeping out in the open by himself and since Zephyr hadn't pushed him away, he was more than will to take advantage of any warmth and safety he could get. "Night," he mumbled and ended up face first in Zephyr's chest halfway through he night. Despite everything, he slept comfortably.

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Zephyr drifted off to sleep after an hour or so of watching the stars. He ended up curling around Elessar in return and pressed his face into the human's hair. Nightmares didn't plague him much that night and the fire burned low but steady through the night, the bed staying warm until morning. His cloak ended up wrapped around them both for added warmth. When the sun rose, he stretched out against Elessar and refused to get up. He should have been out hunting for the breakfast, but they had some bread and cheese that could tide them over until they found something. Maybe they'd run across some berries or something.

"Awake yet?" he murmured against Elessar's hair, keeping his limbs around the human with a yawn. Maybe he could get his reward from a sleepy human.

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"Mmh," was Elessar's grumbled reply. He nuzzled his face against Zephyr's neck, much to comfortable to want to even move. Why was it the suddenly being out in the wilderness with a handsome man made him so complacent? Groaning again, Elessar leaned back with a yawn, still sleepy eyed as he blinked at Zephyr.

"I don't think I'm going to make it to the capital at this rate. I just want to lay in bed all day." And that was a luxury he hadn't been afforded since he was a small child. He was always working and going and doing, just trying to survive. Now, with someone beside him, Elessar wasn't having to constantly watch his back. Zephyr hadn't turned on him yet and for now, Elessar was going to enjoy things.

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Zephyr grinned and couldn't resist reaching over to muss Elessar's hair. "We could relax a bit longer. This isn't an ideal place to linger more than a night." He yawned and stretched out, the fire blazing a bit brighter to chase off the chill of morning. "Are you any good at hunting? Or should I go try to find breakfast while you laze another hour?" he asked, sitting up and tugging his cloak free to shake it out.

The sun wasn't completely up yet and he shivered a bit as the damp air curled around him, heating the stones and soil beneath them again to keep the human warm.

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"Mmh," Elessar agreed, before he finally understood what Zephyr had said. "No way, I'm not just going to sit here and let you do all the work. That's definitely not fair." Although he would have liked to stay in the warm moss bed for another hour and then have some breakfast, Elessar was not about to be dead weight on this trip, especially so early.

"I can hunt if you like. I'm not very good, but I can hit fowl and I'm good at foraging." Elessar slowly stood up, stretching as he did and cracking out the kinks in his back.

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Zephyr snorted quietly and considered that a moment. 'Fair' wasn't something he'd ever been concerned with. "We'll hunt on the way then if you're not going to be lazy," he replied, making sure all his things were in order before standing. He took a long drink of water from his canteen and moved to refill it from the spring. He let the heat fade from the soil beneath the bed, the unused one shifting back into its previous form, the moss dying and the earth evening out.

He waited until Elessar was up before doing the same to the other and putting the fire out, the earth moving to cover any signs that they'd been there. "There's still the bread and cheese if you get hungry before we find anything," he said, settling his cloak around his shoulders and hefting up his pack.

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Elessar borrowed Zephyr's canteen, taking a drink from it before handing it back. "I'm fine for now," he replied. He was used to going for a while with lots of meals and he didn't want to start to grow complacent, especially if they wouldn't be able to find food later. Hunger would only make him weaker.

When everything was all put back the way it was, Elessar started back in the direction of the road. "Is this area unsafe?" He asked, remembering that Zephyr had mentioned it was best they didn't linger too long.

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"I don't know how dangerous it is, but I prefer to keep on the move," Zephyr replied. There was always the chance of someone catching his scent or thieves or bandits hunting them. Or even running into other travelers, though so long as they were moving in opposite directions, he wasn't too concerned about that. He glanced at Elessar, baring his teeth in a grin. "Scared? You're traveling with a mage, you'll be fine," he said, a teasing tone to his voice.

He ran his fingers along the blade of one of the throwing daggers, waiting for the sun to rise a bit more as he kept his senses open for any sign of wildlife or foliage they could eat.

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"Hey shut up! I'm not scared," Elessar replied, laughing as he socked Zephyr's arm. "You're the one who's worried. It might be interesting to run into other travelers. Bandits not so much, obviously." Not looking to start up on hunting just yet, Elessar walked at a more leisurely, laid back pace. And enjoyed the morning, despite the overly cool air. It had been a while since he just... enjoyed waking up and moving on to a different place. He's so often just woken up and put himself to work, just trying to earn food for the day.

Elessar smiled to himself, walking a bit closer to Zephyr. Maybe he and the man could be friends. And maybe he would talk to him more. Maybe.


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It was slow but angry steps that took Alexander down his hallways towards the dungeon. Apparently, the lycan weaponsmith was captured, but not without casualties. He cursed silently as he turned a corner. Of all the stupid, incompetent jobs that his underlings had done, this had to be the poorest excuse of a success he had seen. Three dead, several others injured. If it wasn't for the fact that a lycan was standing in his dungeons, bound down with silver chains at least for the night, he would have them punished for such sloppy work. This was not how he trained them.

He found his footfalls stopping outside of the dungeon door. What was he going to see on the other side? A lycan, obviously. Strong, fighting against painful bonds. Reason was not going to be something that he could get through to such a thing. He steeled his nerves, his hand reaching for the knob. As he entered he sent the guards away. He didn't need underlings peering over his shoulder as he did his own work.

Alexander took a seat and watched the chained lycan for a moment, before looking down into his lap, the vampire killer gun still warm from her use of it. "This is an interesting weapon you have made." He said simply, picking it up and inspecting it closely. "We will have to research this work, see what we can do against such a powerful weapon." His gaze fell on her and seemed to pierce through her. Compared to him, the elders that had fought her were fledglings, and his aura of power showed it, never the less the bravery of him facing down a raging beast without guards, even with such strong bonds on her.

He stood, spinning the gun between his fingers. "You obviously have little to say about the matter for now, so I will leave you be to calm down. I will be back when the sun rises to hear what you have to say for yourself. Until then, I recommend you don't tug too hard on those bonds. You might just injure yourself." He turned from her, leaving the room, and it was all too quiet in there now.

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The beast paused only for a moment as the door opened. Old, young, handsome, ugly, the lycan didn't care. The flesh was dead but it was flesh all the same. Ivah hungered, a deeper hunger than she knew outside of the moon rage. It gnawed and bit at the inside of her stomach. Then she lunged forward, the silver bonds catching and halting her within inches. Throwing her head back she howled again. Slaver dripped between white fangs, lips pulled back bearing the sharp teeth. She snarled and pulled on the chains. It was no good. The silver denied her the strength blessed to her kind.

The aura she could sense but it was like trying to read a book in the din of a club. All she could think of was the flesh sitting so close. He spoke, she could heard the words but not understand them. She was all beast, no scrap of human understanding came through. Snarling and snapping her teeth she lunged again and was stopped by the chains. They burned her as if she was continuously holding a heated pan to her skin. The fur protected her but only just barely. Then the flesh stood again and left her. No! It was gone, so close but gone now. Once more she howled and strained at the chains, still it was no good.

She fought through the night, barely seeming to tire. Then, as the sun came up, the change began again. Bones cracked and crunched and the bright auburn hair receded. She began smaller and let out one more howl that went from the hungry cry of a wolf to the strange sound of a human mocking a wolf howl. Then exhaustion took over and the red haired woman collapsed on the ground. The bounds were loose, she could escape but for the unconscious state.

It was not until midday that she woke. Nude, cold, hungry and there was raw blistering where the manacles still held her. Though the hand manacles slipped from her easily the ones for her ankles and her neck still held. The guards sent a messenger to Alexander to let him know their guest had woken.

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The great thing about being the lord of the clans was that nobody could object to him taking over research of this miraculous new weapon against their kind. And it was truly miraculous, lethal with the barest of touches from the ammunition. At least, to such fledglings, but Alexander would not say that to Ivah. Still, it was of craftsmanship that he had to admire, and the fact that it was able to injure any of them at all was admirable. If it wasn't for the death of his clansmen, as inept as they were, he would have to commemorate her efforts.

There was message of her awakening far later than he would have hoped, but it was more than enough. He had stories of this woman, who left the vampires to work with the lycans. He himself hadn't toyed with her, but the previous lord had. A foolish man. Alexander wrapped the gun in silk before heading back to the dungeons with slow steps, contemplating.

He took his seat as he did the night before, watching the woman, nude and chained as she was. His gaze was rather cold, but why it was is unknown. "You have amazing craftsmanship." He said finally, as he pulled the gun from its silken resting spot. "I would have never guessed someone would be able to make such a weapon. Marvelous indeed." He wrapped it once more before giving her his full attention.

"I presume you know why you are brought back here." He stood slowly, moving over to her, carefully removing the bonds from her neck, then her legs, before going to the chair once more. "To be honest, I did not order the raid, it was a matter of intelligence from an understudy of mine. Someone you managed to kill, so no hard feelings, of course." His arms crossed, eyes peering deep into hers, either unnoticing or uncaring of her bare body. "We cannot let you continue to feed weapons to the lycans against us. But we can't simply kill you, either. Not out of any kindness, mind you. I'm sure there are many among the ranks that would enjoy torturing you, if I would let them. Of course, as a... guest... of my estate, I cannot allow that."

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Ivah sat there as she waited for whoever it was that was supposed to be coming. She had very little memory of the previous night. Though a strong aura and a scent stuck in her mind. As the door opened she sensed that self same aura and sniffed the air delicately, yes it was the same person from the previous night. Strange that she remembered those things. Bright green eyes were locked on the vampire as he moved to the seat in the room. His gaze was cold but hers was glacial and murderous. Eleven years of being a slave to vampires, she was not about to repeat that.

He spoke but his words were water. She understood them but barely paid heed. She didn't need his approval of her weapons, she knew they were good. He spoke of the attack on her. The only response he got from that was a smirk, knowing she had killed the one who organized the raid was a small reward. When he rose up and walked towards he she held perfectly still. It was obvious she wasn't afraid of this vampire, though she probably should be. He would old, she could tell that, and intensely powerful. However she no longer feared death. Though a look of surprise did cross her face as he removed the restraints. The one about her neck caused a snort intake of breath as the metal was peeled back to reveal the raw, blistered skin. It was not pure silver, pure silver was too soft. Had it been it might very well have killed her being around her neck for so long.

When he finished speaking she gave a derisive snort. "A guest... I know what it is to be a vampire's guest. At least this time you bastards can't feed on me... unless you would enjoy a slow and painful death." Ivah remained seated as she stared at the man, unwavering. "You cannot force me to make weapons to destroy my own kind... not this time."

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Alexander crossed his legs as he watched her, watching her emotions, listening to her words. A snort came from him, his eyes smoldering. "I never said anything about you making weapons. It soils the hunt. No. You will stay here simply so you stop making weapons against my kind. That is the most I expect out of you." His arms crossed over his chest and he took a long moment to gather his thoughts before speaking up once more.

"You remember the old ruling family, a group removed from the head with a quick whack and shot. The time of the Camarilla are at an end. I am the new lord, for better or worse. I assure you that you aren't going to be food, although I could find entertainment in the fledglings trying to call their strength against you when you heal." His head tilted as he watched her reaction to that, before a hand came up, fingers snapping.

Two women came into the room, one carrying a tray of what looked like cooked chicken wings, the other carrying a bowl with a fragrant salve. The legs were sat on the floor in front of her, before the two dipped fingers in the salve, moving to Ivah and slathering it over the blisters carefully. "I wouldn't struggle, if you want to keep your meal." Alex spoke up, as he watched the proceedings. "It is a lotion of my own design, specifically to remove silver burns on skin like yours."

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Ivah's eyebrows quirked up a little. So she wasn't going to be forced to make weapons to kill her own kind, now that was interesting. Of course she was still a prisoner, unable to leave for the mere fact that he didn't want her making any weapons. What a strange vampire. Though the talk moved to another clan. This perked her up even more. It was the Camarilla that had held her captive for eleven long years. They didn't seem to have the same ideals as this one before her. They wanted the best weapons, trying to eradicate the lycans from the earth. Truth be told, Ivah had no loyalties either way at that time. She didn't care who killed who, she simply wished both would die out.

He mentioned fledglings wanting to fight her and she laughed a little while he snapped his fingers. "You will be short on fledglings if you let them all face me." She was cocky, still a young lycan herself. This was the first time she had failed in a fight, but seven elders against one lycan were some rough odds.

Her eyes darted to the women who entered. First Ivah smelled the chicken and her stomach gave a squealing rumble. Night of the madness always left her extremely hungry the next morning. They also had some kind of salve that was mixing oddly with the smell of chicken. When they sat the tray before her and dipped their fingers in the salve Ivah growled softly. The vampire must have understood her murderous intent as the women leaned forward to rub on the salve. Those green eyes snapped to the vampire and she growled again but held still. She was hungry enough to be somewhat obedient.

She yelped softly as their fingers touched the raw skin and blisters. After the initial yelp she clenched her teeth shut while they layered on the fragrant goo. "And why would a vampire have invented such a thing?" She forced her breath to slow as they finished on her neck and moved to her ankles, both places having the worst of the burns. Her wrists were not so bad but the lotion was smeared there as well. "How do you expect to keep me here then, hmm? I can hardly imagine you will give me the run of your home. Suppose I am to stay here in this cell to rot away while you send your fledglings in here to die? You know I would kill every single one of you if I had the chance."

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Alexander was quiet through her rant, eyes fixed on hers as he watched the women tend to her silver burns. "Such hostilities from you, Ivah. A simple thank you would have sufficed." His arms uncrossed fully now, fingers resting on the arm of the chair. "A person in pain is not very inclined to behave, now, are they? Of course, if you're going to act like a lunatic and wildly throw words and claws around, I'll have to take away privileges. Starting with that healing balm. Then food, your clothes, your freedom of movement. Going on a rampage through the estate will earn you a silver dagger between the ribs. Are you starting to get the point?" His arms uncrossed as he stood, the women finishing with her wrists before leaving the two of them alone.

"As long as you behave, you'll have sanctuary from this war. Food, relative freedom. If you behave well enough, we can see what other boons you would enjoy. But go around randomly killing my people in my halls, and we can see how long you enjoy being in those silver chains once more. Of course, little can be done for your time during a full moon, but I am certain that by that time, a stronger healing salve will be ready. If you behave."

Alexander stood, walking around Ivah slowly, looking her over before moving to stand beside the chair. "I am sure you would enjoy your freedom more than death. Of course, there are worse punishments I can put onto you. Throwing a restraining bolt on you so you cannot transform without dying, and taking your nude form across the world and dropping you off comes to mind. But I have no reason to punish you, no?" He offered a warm smile to her. "Prove to me that you can live peacefully here, and you will have a room of far greater comfort than this dungeon outside of the full moon. There is no reason that we cannot coexist." Alexander had softened considerably since their initial encounter. "If one of my kind gives you problems, do not retort on your own. Find me, and if they had pushed enough, I'll sanction your revenge personally. Now, I must leave and tend to other business. If you need me, knock slowly on the door three times and ask to speak to Alexander. Such a lovely guest won't have to wait long." And with that he turned from her, heading to the door.

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Ivah was surprised when he said she would garner movement about the grounds. Now that was a surprise. He seemed to have great faith that she was trustworthy. Truth be told she'd had enough of being locked up by vampires. She just may be willing to be an obedient pup if it meant not being locked away. Of course the full moon would be different but they might just lock her up for the time being. So long as she did not see the moonlight she would not turn. But once turned it would not be until the sun rose that she would be human again.

She watched him as he paced around her, eyeing her. Her eyes narrowed a little, not appreciating being appraised like a slab of meat for a table. Her surprise only increased when he said that he would punish those who would try and do her harm. She wouldn't be permitted to retaliate of her own accord, that would prove difficult. Then the vampire was leaving. Ivah said not a word and simply watched him go.

"Strange man... er... vampire..." she said as her eyes fell to the wings. She was rather hungry and so she partook of the meal. Unlike her brethren she had somewhat better manners. Once the meat was picked from the bone she shifted to wolf form. Long auburn fur covered her body and she was not much larger than a shepherd, she was still young and would not be fully grown for a few decades yet. As a wolf she crunched on the bones and curled up to sleep. At least she wouldn't have to be naked.

It would be night by the time she woke again and went to the door. She shifted to human form again and knocked slowly three times. "Hey! Bloodsucker! Get me Alexander." It wasn't the nicest way to ask for someone but no one said she had to be nice. Just to not be nude she shifted to a wolf once more and sat on her haunches, waiting expectantly.

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Truth be told, Alexander hadn't expected her to be so compliant with his own demands on her. He expected her to at least argue with him, if not outright violence after the chains were off of her. At least in inspecting her she was unwounded except for the silver burns, but those would heal in time as well. His salve would make sure of that. With his silence he left the room.

His head fell slightly as the door closed behind him, his body tired and aching slightly from being awake so late into the day. The pains of the office, it seemed. His room wasn't too far away, and it was well welcomed as he fell into his bed, falling into the deep vampire sleep without much hassle. Well deserved sleep, at that.

He was awake but only just when he was told of Ivah calling for him. He dressed slowly before heading down to her dungeon room. He knocked twice before entering so she would know he was there. However, he wasn't ready to see the wolf sitting there, as though it was ready to jump on him, although he did not let the slight spark of fear show on him. Over his arm was draped clothes, a long skirt and blouse for her to wear.

"Please, drop the form. My kindness goes towards your humanoid form. I cannot assure your safety if you take the wolf, anyone could simply cry self defense." He moved in front of her, putting the clothes down at her feet before moving to the chair, sitting down and watching her. "So, you have called for me?"

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The wolf's eyes shone a keen intelligence. He didn't show his fear but the beast could smell it. Though it was short lived. Perhaps more of a fearful surprise. Ivah looked down at the clothing that he dropped before her. Well that was at least good, she only took this form so she wouldn't have to parade around naked. Though she did whine softly when he told her not to stay in wolf form.

When Alexander sat down she gently picked up the clothing in her teeth and padded around behind the chair to shrug them on. The change was quick and subtle. When she could control it the pain was almost insignificant, like the ache after a day of exercise. Quickly she shrugged into the skirt and blouse. It was a little girly for her tastes. After having been dressed up like a living doll for eleven years she had taken a liking to loose fitting pants and hoodies. But beggars could not be choosers and though he called her a guest, she was really just a well taken care of prisoner.

"I was wondering how good your promise was of giving me free reign. I spent eleven years imprisoned by the Camarilla family. They dressed me in tight bodices with wide, skirts filled with tulle, exaggerated make up. I looked like a victorian doll and never saw the sun for eleven full years of my life, weapons maker and blood slave all in one. If you are offering me a sort of freedom then I would be a fool to chance that. I am no use to you... you will not force me to make weapons and you cannot feed from me... I'm not so stupid as to see this. Why you keep me alive I still don't really understand but I'll take it as a gift and do my part in keeping peace."

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Alexander gave her a surprising amount of trust and privacy by not turning his head to watch her transform and change. Even that small token should have meant leaps and bounds to what she would be capable of with him as the clan leader. Although, he must admit, giving her clothes to hide that body of hers was a sad gift he had to give. It would be something that would mend bridges, though, he assumed. He smiled warmly as she came around. She cleaned up well, even if she didn't seem to enjoy the clothing.

A scowl crossed his face at the mention of the fallen clan. "The Camarilla were monsters, despised even by others of their race. Their fall was a happy moment for lycan and vampire alike, I assure you." His legs crossed as he watched her, seeing the slight edge of confusion crossing her face. "I see that you still need things explained to you. I suppose I can spend this time to explain it, if it makes you more complacent. Do not assume that you are no use to me. Every being has their use. Your use seems to be a specialty of weapons to harm supernatural beings. Your use to me is not creating such weapons. Your mere presence is a powerful bargaining tool against lycan packs and vampire covens alike, even if I never mean for you to create such horrors again. As long as I have you here, the mere thought can stop wars. Of course, I'm not going to keep you locked up in this room to prove a point to everybody. You will be well treated, and as long as you don't attempt to run, you will live a luxurious life here. That, I can assure you."

He stood slowly, stretching and feeling the crack at several spots in his bones. "Now that that is settled, if you agree to my terms, I can show you to your new room. I am sure you will find clothes more suitable to your whims there. I would have brought them already, but I did not bother to delve into your mind, and something a little more proper for your entrance to this world once more seems fitting, either way."

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Ivah did not hide emotions well, pain yes, but not emotions. She was notably shocked to find out that the clan that had held her captive was despised by even other vampires. Well now wasn't that interesting... and a bad bit of luck for her. Figures she would have been abducted by the worst of the worst. As he spoke she settled comfortably on the ground before the chair. Funny it was almost like a child sitting down for story time.

She listened carefully as he told her just what her place would be. A small frown couldn't be helped. Even though she understood just what it would mean to keep the weapons maker out of the war, she didn't see how it could be used. Of course he could simply threaten other clans that she would make weapons, even if she never did. Her eyebrows quirked when he said luxurious life. She lived decently enough with the lycans but luxury wasn't exactly something she had ever even thought about.

"I already said I agreed to behave here. I'll be a good little pup," she said with a smirk as she rose to her feet as well. The promise of different clothing seemed pretty nice. She really wished she had her red hoodie back. "Honestly I didn't expect you to bring me clothing," she said with a small shrug. "That's why I took the wolf form. I can only deal with so much humiliation from vampires."

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Alexander couldn't help but smirk as well at her comment about being a good pup. He supposed she was right, she was a pup compared to him. But he saw the knowing glint of knowledge in her eye. She wasn't one to be underestimated, and he would make sure not to. To do so would be fatal.

"I can understand that." Alexander said, as he turned, stepping towards the door. "But I would not mean humiliation to you unless you brought that punishment unto yourself. Last night I was inspecting you for wounds, for example." He opened the door for her, letting her out of her cage on equal terms before closing the dungeon door behind them.

He had to admit he saw the gazing eyes from those around him, but none stared too long knowing that he was making mark of every person who did so. But he couldn't blame them, after all, she WAS a lycan. Dangerous to their kind. Hell, if she was older, she wouldn't have been captured. But even through the gazes of dozens of vamps, he led her upstairs, into the west wing. Down hallways until they were at a door, opened slowly.

"This will be your room." It was dark, scant candlelight showing the shadows of a bed blocked by canopy. Several old-fashioned wardrobes lined the room, and several more candles were unlit in case more light was needed. "If you need anything, call." He said, before closing the door behind her.

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Ivah followed Alexander out of the dungeon, though obliged when he allowed her out first. Her head was held high and she walked with little care in the world. The only vampire she had any real cause to fear was the one behind her. The other vampire looked at her, some glared and some looked intimidated. The ones that glared she looked right back with a bright smirk as if daring them to do something. The others she smirked at too, but more laughing at their fear. She wished she were a wolf so she could smell that fear. So long as they kept to themselves she wouldn't cause any trouble. She had no wish to be locked up.

Alexander brought her to a room and she gave a low whistle. "I feel like I was just dropped off at the ritz... well if it were in a horror movie..." she said with a half-hearted shrug. When the vampire turned to leave she nodded. "I won't hesitate and... uh... thanks." The lycan seemed to struggle with the words but she forced them to come out. She never thought she would ever have cause to thank a vampire.

Once he was gone she made certain to lock the door. She removed the skirt and blouse before shifting back to a wolf. Sure he said not to be a wolf but no one should be barging into her room. She bounded on the bed and dug out a nest. Able to smell, hear and sense better as a wolf she felt a bit safer sleeping in this form. Being more diurnal than nocturnal she preferred sleeping at night and this was a good time to restart her biological clock. This was she was also less likely to have any issues with Alexander's family of blood suckers.

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Ivah would be happy to know that the clan was expressly forbidden from bothering her unless it was completely necessary. Of course, necessary included when Alexander needed her for something or other, but he would only pull that sparingly. After all, she was still a lycan, and a guest in the estate, even if she would never leave on her own again. The night would pass to day quickly for her. On the other hand, Alexander had a busier time.

Paperwork, always something to do. Information about the remains of the Camarilla, cults, necromancers, many things to occupy the time of the clan leader. And when it wasn't time to work, it was time to hunt, as a person must feed themselves as well. Of course, he was more humane than most of his kind, but it counted for less when it left his victim a quivering mess of need. Not that he cared. All he wanted was the blood.