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"Please..." Raja whispered softly against his lips. Gently trailing her touch along his jaw again. Her voice sweet. "I just, do not want to risk my heart before I am sure you are safe and sound." She smiled softly, closing her eyes and kissing him again, like she had before she had taken to the change. Her lips soft against his own. "Where my affections lie with you... are embedded deep within my heart... and to bare it so... would only give them means to hurt you. You must, at all costs be protected... your kingdom needs you." She stated simply. Though out here in the open... in the vast freedoms of the land, she felt at ease... more powerful, more confident.

As the goddess had always intended. "come out of this alive... and return to where you belong... and I promise I'll reconsider being your Queen." She whispered again between kisses. A feverish need more evident now in her touch. She wanted him. Unlike she had before... this was a new aching need, a new sort of want. Raja was almost embarrassed of herself, this much so was evident in how she softly pulled away. Ashamed of her reaction to his touch.

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"I'll accept your promise." Ren responded between gaps in there kisses. The woman's true feelings began to show as they kissed, Raja's touch growing more seductive. A want that he could not understand. There kisses grew with a heated passion. Then suddenly he felt her pulling away, though he went with her before they finally parted. A hand moved up her back, resting just below the base of her neck. Their eyes where on one another, the two of them had never touched nor kissed like that before.

"Don't be afraid too... We're alone now, no one watching us or telling us how to behave. We're free." He told her kissing her lips once again only to pull away to see what she would do. A passion was in her touch, wanting him as she grew more confident.

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Raja closed her eyes in his kiss. The feel of his lips was soft and warm. She was going against everything she had been taught, everything she had been told, and against the very words she solemnly swore as a slave to the royal family. She gently trailed her fingertips along his jaw line, her eyes still closed as she envisioned his face through touch alone. She knew his face, she could never forget it. "Ren... " She whispered softly, before opening those eyes and study his face for real, her eyes stuck on his own.

"Please... just because you may be compelled by my emotions... only do what feels right to you. I would never deny you... know that. But i would never convince you of something that is not right for you."

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"This feels more right than anything I've done..." Ren told her. His hand pulled her neck closer, resting it against his own. The man held her in his grasp, not kissing her nor letting go of the woman. The rhythm of his heart pounded in his chest, a feeling she should be able to feel with how close he held onto her. Royalty, slave, money fortune, nothing mattered to him right then. The only thought on his mind was her. Emptiness surrounded them, the night grew darker as clouds started to pass over the moon and stars. Shades of gray only faded into black, the search party couldn't continue in such a night. The man planted a soft kiss on her neck, he fought the urge to continue with her. Though couldn't find himself to do so if she didn't as well.

He had taken her before, but it felt different to him then. They were on the same level yet he had not realized it.

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Raja felt her nerves trembling, her heart pounding and his heat invading her own. She felt his hand upon her neck and his breath flourish against her skin. The night swallowed them suddenly... and she didn't even notice. The sounds surrounding them dulled and all she knew was his heart beat and his touch. His words beat around inside her head. His lips grazed her neck and her breath stole away in her lungs. She closed her eyes momentarily and exhaled slowly... relaxing in against his touch. Melting in against his body as the darkness consumed them both and the night settled in upon them.

"I can not tell you otherwise... if it feels right to you..." She whispered softly against his ear. Breathing in his scent, familiarizing with him again. She lightly returned that warm, soft kiss to his neck. Not once withdrawing, nor shunning away from his touch.

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Ren nodded slowly, his kisses traced her neck past her jaw line till they lined with her lips once more. It was more of a delicate string of kisses that lead there, leading into them kissing once more. He could feel her lack of tension, almost melting into him. The two of them slowly moved downward so they were no longer standing there in the night. Sitting down back in a tucked away place out of sight from anyone who may still be out. Not necessarily looking for them, it did not matter as long as they stayed hidden and alone.

"What about you?" He asked, it mattered not if it felt right to him. Did it not to her? She had been with him for so long. She qualified to be his bride if it wasn't for one simple thing. She was his slave, but no longer. The thrown had been overtaken, who would still be there to know she was once a slave of his? It would be unlikely to happen.

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Slowly, they had lowered into a comfortable position, tucked away and out of sight. Raja pressed against him, the line of her body curled into his own as he questioned her. She sighed softly and gently traced her fingertips along his jaw, down the tender line of his neck and collar bone. "It... It feels right to me." There was no uncertainty, no hesitation in her voice. She opened her eyes and let her lips lightly graze his. Those pale light eyes gazing upon him. Studying the lines of his face.

"Trust I would not lie to you Ren... I would not lie to my Prince. Not then, not now, not ever." She assured him. The cool night air settled in around them, it felt like silk against the heat of her skin. She nuzzled into him. "It feels right to me... as right as anything."

[Assistant] It wasn't like Ren to grow nervous, yet as she gazed into his eyes an unsettling feeling in his chest. Butterflies like he had never felt before, why now? Ren trusted her and what she said was true, yet as he kissed her once more it was as if they had never done a thing in the past. He knew how he felt in his heart, he wanted her just as she did for him. The realization that she felt the same for him hit him. He couldn't find the worlds to say anything more. Slowly his eyes closed holding onto her as he continued with the kiss.

[User] With tentative motion Raja held into that kiss. His silence, his lack of words but loud actions calmed her. Reassured her. She gently stroked his cheek and released the kiss. Eyes closed and breathing slightly shallow. "You make my heart race... and though it is right... there are more important matters my prince... we must see to your survival of all things first... please..." She whispered softly. Opening her eyes once more to gaze upon him.

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True feelings had come out, not from just one but both parties. The kiss broken and the moment passed. Though Ren would have loved to continue, go further even, she was right. More important matters were at hand, but she had said something else. Something that bothered him. "And yours as well." He added. His survival meant nothing with out hers as well. Regardless she would be with him till the end. He kissed her lips one final time, moments passed as he savored the touch of her lips on his. Then that was it. For now.

Safety was something she knew, his sheltered life kept him from the outside world. Only grown to be the king of the land but never to see what he ruled over. "You're right though." he spoke quietly. In a tone disappointed and wanting but not the slightest angry in her. "We'll continue once we're somewhere safe." In this out-cove hidden among bushes and trees, they were far from safe. It was a place to hide but nothing more. Raja knew this more than he did, he naively went along with what she said. Trusting in her words knowing she was all he had left.


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Meriva's eyes went wide as he spoke her language, she hadn't expected him to understand, let alone respond with such eloquence. She stopped to listen, making note of everything. He was taller than a human, bald, and had the look of the aliens from the 1970 horror films her father had made her watch as a child, something about being classics. She had opened her mouth to speak but had no time before he jumped. As the area rocked she fell to one knee, a hand finding the soil to keep herself up. "Holy shit." She muttered softly, eyes wide.

Meriva stood up when she could and nodded, "I understand your warning, but please, can you tell me more about this place? I... I can't leave just yet. I need to know more." Unlike most other scientists she knew this woman wasn't looking for fame or glory, she was looking for knowledge. Something better than money. There was a need in her to find out what the universe held, what secrets planets like this were hiding from the ever expanding human race. "My people call me Meriva," she offered back, swallowing her nerves down hard. "I've been here for... a long time now and I've never seen anything like that..."

The biologist stopped for a moment once she realized she'd raised an arm and begun to scratch at herself. She murmured something before removing her hand, peering down at the start of the welt on her arm. It was swelling from the insect that bit her, and she swore loudly. She didn't want to die, but she wasn't willing to leave.

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"I'm sorry that you needed to see that but if that specific creature, that is now laying on the ground had attacked us, we would be death," Ato said. "I know that you aren't here for bad purposes but I can't allow you to stay here much longer." Ato was analyzing Meriva. "I'm glad that you said your name because I don't want to give you a silly name." A Vuxian had sense for humor but they weren't the persons who actually could say the jokes on the right way. "The animal that is laying there on the ground is similar to the Rhino's on Earth but we call it a Duriclops," Ato said as he lifted the death body up.

"I'm going to clean this mess before a lot of those bugs start to mutate because of his flesh." Ato started to walk but when he saw that she was scratching herself, he knew that something was wrong. "You have been bitten by a Nox, a poisonous beast that can kill you if he bites you twice, lucky for you, he had only one bite," Ato said and he dropped the Duriclops. "I can take care of it if you want." Ato knew that he was crossing the lines that were set about other species that were similar to their kind. They weren't allowed to help them unless it would mean an alliance right away and probably, that wasn't going to be the case right now.

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Meriva eyed the Vuxian, unable to keep up with the names he was throwing at her. "Whoa, whoa, slow down. I need to write this down." She muttered, still scratching at her arm. It was burning and she didn't enjoy it, the way the pain was moving down to her fingers, though she was slightly glad it went for her left arm, not her right. She peered back at the Duriclops and looked closely. "Yes, very similar, but the ridge on his back... he has similar markings to the dinosaurs that roamed our planet before we came to be..." She wasn't a zoologist, but she knew a bit about animals.

Her eyes moved to meet his, she had the tell-tale human eyes. Bright, wide and the same blue as the sky above them. She nodded her head and the red curls that were bound back brushed her neck. When he drew near she had to crane her neck to get a good look at him. She wanted to ask if she could take a blood sample, but felt as if that would be jumping the gun.

"Make me a silly name? Now I'm curious what it may have been." She chuckled back.

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"Why do you need to write it down?" Ato asked curious. Writing things down, they never did that because they had an extraordinary memory. "Of course, it's very similar to the dinosaur but all animals are." Ato was walking around in the place and he looked at her. "You need to take this medicine," Ato said and he took out a small bottle. "Put that on your wound and it will be cured in twenty seconds and ten milliseconds." The Vuxian knew exactly what the effect of the medicine was and how fast it worked, he had made it himself by using poison and healing nectar from other insects.

"The silly name that I would give you was going to be Rubrum. It's Latin for Red but I think that you have knowledge about the language called Latin," Ato explained. Ato took the body back up and he started to walk. "I hope that you can keep up with me." Because the fact that his legs were longer then normal, he could walk longer distances in a shorter amount of time. "Do you like the flora of our planet?" The Vuxian was very curious about the intelligence, knowledge, interests and thoughts of a human.

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"Because us humans have short life-spans and even shorter memories," Meriva explained lightly as she watched him, trying not to feel her face go pink as the alien looked over her form. She was short, even for a human, her thin waist was deceptive to her wide hips and generous chest, something that she hid with a sports bra easily seen through her pale top. She thanked him silently for the bottle and applied some of the mixture to the itchy area on her arm, instantly it felt soothed, but as he said twenty seconds past and she felt no urge to itch it. She nodded in appreciation of the medication, wondering if there was something similar to it back on Earth.

Meriva laughed softly, nodding her head. "Yes, Latin, a very old language, the only color I really know is Kyaneos which is a shade of blue..." She blushed softly, brushing her hair back before taking off after him, her short legs having to work double time to keep up with his long strides.

"Oh, yes. So much more lively than Earth... but we've been slowly killing our planet with ignorance. It's awful really. This place is... is beautiful..." her eyes traveled up, admiring the tall trees.

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He had listened to her the entire time but it wasn't visible on his face. "So humans have a short memory, they don't know a lot and they are very bad because they kill their own planet?" Ato stated. What reaction was he going to get? He was quite curious about it but he could try it. "And can I ask you another question? Is Earth a species itself or is it just a planet?" Every species on Nova had a different opinion about everything so it made him curious if the Vuxians and the humans had the same thoughts or different thoughts.

After ten minutes of walking, he looked at her. "We are close to Krablum. It isn't the safest place for you to go to but it's the only place where you can go without encountering any species without brains," Ato said. Krablum was a city on Nova where the Vuxians lived in and it was a very beautiful town. "It's only at a distance of 100 meters at the moment."

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"...yes, I guess. I mean, in all relativity to our planet, we live such short lives we can't possibly know everything, and when we do, we're usually physically handicapped. There is one man who figured out how our planet came to be... but he was confined to a machine chair that would talk for him, help him breathe..." Meriva laughed softly, shaking her head. "No, Earth is just the name we came up for our planet. We have names for all the planets in our solar system... Venus, Mars, Mercury, Uranus..."

They fell into a comfortable silence, she assumed he was taking in her information and she was still taking in the fact that she was speaking to an actual alien. "100 meters... fascinating. Are you able to see what I think by chance? Is that how you know English? How you know the metric system..." The woman seemed baffled. "I'm sorry, but I just have so many questions..."


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Keleon, a creature that gave the people in the city both a sense of safety, and one of unease, at the same time. He was their most important means of defense, as any time they would be attacked he was on the front-lines, every time a criminal arose from their ranks that did anything worse than petty thievery, they would either be found killed, or, at times, simply gone, which was more likely to happen the longer after the previous offering had occurred. There were even those who said that the towns' prosperity, and the fact that diseases were rare was due to him, although there was much debate about that.

But on the other side, he required a sacrifice every 150 years, and, when he did show up, mainly if there was a battle to be had, he fought with such cruelty, his actions often enough to make both allies and foes alike cower on the battlefield, that people couldn't help but be afraid of him. He did not mind. He rather liked the fact they feared him as much as they did. Although he at times wondered if they would ever rebel, but, considering he did more good than bad, he would guess not. Although the mortal races, even long-lived ones, weren't always the most reasonable people around.

But for today, it did not matter if they would ever start a rebellion. No, today was a better day, as this was the day where the new sacrifice would come. Which, for him, at least, was quite the happening. And more positive than it was for the elves, at least. He sensed when she was placed on the stone slab, and made his way there, although he didn't reveal his presence yet. No, instead, he watched her, wondering what her reaction was to the current situation. Some would cry, others would remain stoic. There had even been one or two who seemed to want to be taken by him.

Once the sun began setting, he finally revealed himself. Dressed in clothing fit for royalty, and with hair and eyes that seemed to glow in the diminishing lights. "It appears they chose a fine specimen for the sacrifice this year." he said, walking over to the stone slab. He looked graceful, and his looks were flawless, which made them slightly disturbing. Two large, black wings were folded behind him, while two horns adorned his forehead. From what she had heard in the stories, he also had a tail, although it was out of view at the moment.

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It felt like an eternity that Celeste had to sit there. She wanted it to end so badly, but at the same time she needed it be over quicker. It made her stomach twist and turn, to which made her lightly place a hand over her stomach in her wait. While she had waited she wondered if her mom and grandmother had made it back yet, and if they felt bad yet for what they had done. It made no sense to her why she had to be a virgin for this, someone pure. To her, she suspected they knew she would be the sacrifice her entire life because not once was she even allowed to be close to a boy, she had never even been kissed.

She waited and once he finally came her heart started to beat in fear. He was as handsome as worldly possible and this made her upcoming death even worse for her in some ways. She hoped it would be over quickly. She watched as he walked to the slab, looking so graceful, not a care in the world. She thought his wings were beautiful, even though she could only see part of them. She was so frightened that her body had started to shake from fear as her eyes continued to scan over him.

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Keleon made his way over to her side, looming over her. A smile spread over his face as she was shivering. He knew she expected to be killed, and with the last few sacrifices he had done something which he found rather funny, which hadn't grown old yet. He made a dagger, the blade as black as his soul, and long enough to pierce through her and come out on the other side. Then, with slow movements, as if he was in awe of the moment, he pushed her down on the stone slab, and raised the dagger, before bringing it down. She would feel it pierce through her, hitting her heart. Soon, her heart would stop, and she'd be unconscious, before dying.

Except, that didn't happen. The feeling of the knife disappeared, and the demon chuckled. "With all the times IT wonder why all of you think I kill the sacrifices, this makes it worth it. Seriously, the look on your face was probably the best moment in the past decade or so." He said, twirling the knife in his hand. "Just an elaborate illusion. Took about a year or two until I was satisfied with the feeling of it."

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Celeste could only blink up at him. She had almost just experienced death and she thought she was shock. Of course she had screamed, but when the feeling of dread dissipated because the dagger disappeared. Her hands were clutching the sides of the stone slab, because she didn't want to move. She didn't want to know what was going to happen if she wasn't going to die tonight. Looking up at the sky, she tried to focus on the emerging stars that were twinkling instead of the devilishly handsome demon who was standing next to her. It made her nervous, and since she was already scared it didn't help. She knew he was trying to possibly lighten up the mood, but with him twirling the knife around it still made her uneasy.

She didn't want to move, she was still afraid. She knew what this man was capable of, and she wanted to see none of it. Eventually she managed out a sentence while her wings behind her shook with the need to wrap around and protect her. "W-why aren't I dead?"

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Keleon hadn't been trying to lighten the mood. No, he head just been stating something, mostly for his own sake, not for hers, although he did suppose it was a good idea to let her know that she was alive, not dead and in some kind of weird afterlife.

At her question he smiled. "That's a pretty simple question to answer, Celeste," he said, showing her he kept closer tabs on the village than it might seem, if he knew her name. "It's because you were brought here to me as entertainment, not as someone to be killed. If IT were to kill every time I got bored, there wouldn't be much of a village left. By the way, if I might ask that: what is currently the main theory of why I do what I do? Last time around it was because they thought I ate my sacrifices to live, the time before that IF ripped their souls out and turned them into demons, to turn them into an army."

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Celeste decided to sit up slowly, still not looking at him, and slightly disturbed that he already knew her name, also extremely disturbed that he had said the word 'entertainment'. To her that word carried a lot of different meanings, none of which to her were a good thing.

"Uhm, that you needed a girl's blood to sustain the male army from the previous theory. That they were hungry for it, day in and day out." She told him. She looked past him to the forest at the spot he had appeared from, she wondered where he lived, which from his clothes was probably somewhere extremely fancy, and hidden quite well. Her wings slowly fell behind her, completely relaxed. She was slightly overjoyed that she wasn't going to be killed, but she also silently wondered if what he had planned for her was worse than death. She quickly put her hands in her lap, she stared down at them, and when she got bored with that she stared at the stitch-work on her dress, determined not to look at him, so he wouldn't see the fear in her eyes and mock her for it.

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The fairy was right not to show the fear in her eyes, as he would most certainly mock her for it. To him, faeries often acted like children, at least when in a group, making presumptions based on nothing. But although he enjoyed mocking those who currently held his interest for it, he actually thought it quite fun to hear what they were doing at the current time, as even he didn't know everything. He chuckled once again at her current words.

"Well, you won't have to worry about that. The largest gathering of demons that there have ever been at my home was thirteen, and only three of those had an appetite for blood. I would hardly call that an army. They aren't always around, either." Keleon said. "But come on, stand up, and I'll show you to your new home. How heavy is that dress? Can you fly in it for a prolonged period of time?" He was kind of hoping for a no, since that'd mean he could get her to fly naked, most likely. Which was always a nice sight.

[Assistant] Celeste cringed at the thought of demons drinking any blood. She hoped that as his entertainment she would never have to give any body else her blood. It would be bad enough if she would have to give it to this man willingly, if she could manage. When he asked her these questions, she didn't want to tell him what she knew would be inevitable. She slowly stood up and with her head still down she blushed viciously and bit her lip before answering him. "Uhm, It isn't bad, not uncomfortable, but I-I can't f-fly." She didn't want to tell him that, god she could practically feel him laughing at her, but since she was so sheltered, and kept inside, she was never given the chance to try. Most likely done so she wouldn't be able to fly away from him tonight.

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To her surprise, no laughter would come from the demon. Instead, a hint of a frown went over his face. "Why not? It's a completely unnatural thing. They could just as well have clipped your wings, while they were at it." He said. "A faerie that can't fly is like a crocodile that can't swim. It just shouldn't be. But don't worry. You'll have 150 years with me. Should be more than enough time to teach you how to fly, wouldn't you think?" His words sounded like he actually meant to teach her how to fly. Although his way might not be a way she liked it, since demons and faeries were raised rather differently.

"But if you can't fly, that will just mean I'll have to carry you." He said, which was all the warning she got before he put his hands under her, picked her up, and with a mighty clap of his wings set to the skies. He went high enough to make sure the people in the village could see him, before he started making his way to his home, further and further away from that of Celeste.

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Celeste was very enthralled with his words. It wasn't her fault that she couldn't fly, she had wanted to so badly, all of these years, but yet had never been able to. She thought on it and thought on it until she heard him said he was going to have to carry her. The thought of being up so high made her stomach hurt, and when he picked her up she yelped lightly and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing her to him. Her wings down and tucked into her body so they wouldn't get in his way.

With her head almost in the crook of his neck she could smell him for the first time and he smelt so good. It wasn't an earthly scent as she was used to, but it was still pleasing. She also noticed the way his muscles rippled, even underneath his royal clothing. It made her blush and she was happy he was focused on flying, so that way hopefully he wouldn't notice the red creeping on her face.

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However, the demons had flown so many times that, after getting to a certain height, he basically set himself on autopilot, needing very little concentration to keep in flight. So instead of looking at the scenery, which he had seen often before, he looked at the woman in his arms. He smiled as he saw the way she kept herself close to him, as if she'd like to melt into his body. He let her, not wanting to ruin the moment, although his hands moved slightly to get a more comfortable grip on her,

It was about half an hour until the demon got to his home, which was set near a rather tall mountain, he took her down to the entrance, a cave which would be impossible to even find for those without flight, and even then there were many jagged rocks around you should watch out for, since they could easily cut open the thin wings of a fairy. "You can look again, the ground isn't that far below us anymore." He said, although he didn't let go of her yet, quite liking the feel of her body against his. If she opened her eyes, she'd find herself in what seemed like a living room, with a few chairs, a large couch, and a table.

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Celeste could feel it when they got higher and her body felt it too. She sighed in contentment because she could feel his strong hands holding her close to him, and she liked the way she felt safe there. In the thirty minutes it took to get to his house she thought on a lot of things. How she was still pissed at her family, she thought through many different possibilities of what would happen to her with this demon, and most of all, how close, and hot he was. It seemed like every time she moved just a little she could feel him so much more. She could feel it when they started to lower, closer to the ground, and with a strange fear of falling down, made her clutch to him tighter.

It took a couple of minutes but once he said she could open her eyes, she did and she gasped at the beauty of the home. She was used to the run down cottages of her village, but here, everything was polished and pristine. She saw a marble staircase, that led probably to the upstairs with the bedrooms. She turned to look at him, slowly. She wanted to get down and explore, but another part of her didn't want to because it didn't want to find out what happened after his small moment was over.


[User] Amber sat the now empty bowl and spoon on the bedside table and smiled at him, glad to see that the soup had made him feel better. She couldn't help but giggle when he licked her face as it kind of tickled. "I'd love to join you, Darius." She said, slipping off her shoes before moving close to him, nuzzling her head against his neck as a show of affection. "Don't I still have to work today?" She asked, looking up at him from where her head was now rested on her boss' shoulder. "Why did he call me instead of one of the female werebears, who could take care of him better?" She thought to herself. Clearly, not connecting the dots just yet that Darius wanted her as his mate and probably had for a while now.

[Assistant] The soup had done wonders and Darius was feeling slightly frisky. He yawned and stretched without realizing it and pressed his semi-erect cock against Amber's bottom. He sighed with a feeling of content and started giving Amber a tongue bath." No your taking care of me today and you get paid for the day you missed." Darius breath was hot and steamy against Amber's skin as he lifted her skirt up and started lapping at her thighs then and made his way up. Occasionally he would sneeze and shiver but the coughing had stopped. Being near his chosen mate was helping to speed up his fighting the infection.

[User] Amber wasn't sure what had been going on until he moved down and lifted her skirt before lapping at her thighs and as this happened she moaned Darius' name. Clearly what he was doing and being with him was working her up too as her breath became ragged and she started to become wet. "Darius..." Amber moaned his name softly, hardily able to keep herself from squirming as he used his tongue to please her. Clearly right now it didn't matter to her that he was her boss. Right now they were just two people, who had been searching so long for their mates when it seemed all along that they had been right in front of them. "Please don't stop, Darius."

[Assistant] Darius growled happily and he ripped her blouse away from her body tossing the shreds away and he pushed his boxers away. His fur covered cock sprang free and it pressed against Amber's belly. He groaned and whimpered his need to be inside his mate and snuffled his wet nose in her neck before pressing the head of his member against her thong panties. "Rawrr?" Instinct was beginning to kick in now and he spanned his handpaws over her belly before plundering her mouth in a awkward but delicious way."Mine." He whispered before unclasping the front of her bra and lowered his head to tug at one of the hard pink nubs.

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Amber didn't mind when he all but ripped her shirt off of her body before tossing it aside and watched as Darius pushed his boxers down and freed his fur covered cock and continued to watch as he pressed it against her belly. When vocalized his need to be inside her she couldn't help but smile and when he pressed his wet nose against her neck she couldn't help but to nuzzle her neck against her nose, wanting him to get her scent.

She moaned when he rubbed the head of his cock against her thong, which she was sure he could tell was soaked with her own juices. When he began to kiss her Amber welcomed it, returning the favor with kisses of her own. "Yes, all yours, my mate." Amber said, unsure of why she said it but it just felt right and if that was even what he had meant when he claimed her as his. Then, when he tugged at one of her hard nipples after getting her bra off she moaned his name.

[Assistant] Darius roared with joy and he pulled her panties away quickly. Before realizing it he raised his hips and pushed his huge length deep into Amber and seated himself snugly. The head of his cock ballooned inside of Amber and he groaned from the pressure. He pushed the rest of his cock deep inside her and the barbs that were located only on the head pierced her walls and latched the were-bear cock in her womb. He gasped and nuzzled her chest knowing that the pain had to immense."Ahh ahh rawrrrr. Ghrrhh." A tear fell down his face and landed on Amber's breast but still he waited for her permission to move.

[User] Amber watched as he pulled her panties away, but wasn't expecting the pain that went through her after he pushed himself inside her. Amber felt the head of his cock balloon once inside her, forcing her to stretch so that he could fit. But, the worst pain was when the barbs on the head pierced her walls and latched itself inside her womb. It was enough to make her cry out in pain, but what helped it was when he nuzzled her chest, trying to comfort her. "Go ahead, Darius." Amber said, giving him the okay before moving her fingers through his hair a few times. Sure, Amber knew that after this she wouldn't be able to walk and would be in pain, but she knew he wasn't doing it intentionally and she also knew he would be there to wait on her hand and foot when she needed or wanted anything. After all, she would be spending the rest of the day here at least.

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Darius smiled and started pumping deep into Amber and his length slid in and out of her effortlessly. He placed soft warm nips all over her chest and lips as he made love to the woman who had captured this bears heart. Gathering her up in his arms he held her mid-air as he pumped into Amber stretching her and filling her. "A-a-are you OK my l-l-love?" He gasped as plunged and plundered her womb and he found that he couldn't pull out of her soft and delicate tissue. His furry buttocks moving up and down as he claimed his mate again and again slowly.

Sunlight poured through the windows and the soft sound of birds could be heard along with their moans of pleasure. As time passed his instincts took over and he started thrusting and pounding sending waves of pleasure through his mate. Then the time finally came. His body grew taut and his muscles flexed as his cock started pouring his sperm into her womb.

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Amber couldn't help but moan in pleasure, even as he just started pumping deep into her. As he placed soft, warm nips all over her chest and lips that only seemed to add to her pleasure. But, at the same time Amber took it as his way of assuring her that this wasn't just a fling to him. That he was showing her that she was his mate. As Darius gathered her up in his arms and held her in mid air as he continued to pump into her she looked down at him, still moaning in pleasure. "Y... Yes, I'm fine." She said, and despite the pain she was beginning to feel just from him being so large, it did feel good. In fact, even as the pain slowly grew as he claimed her Amber never did stop moaning, not wanting him to think that he wasn't making her feel good.

Then, when he started to reach his climax, her body tensed and she climaxed with him. It was like they had been mates for years and were completely in sync with each other rather than having just started their relationship.

[Assistant] Slowly Darius pulled out of Amber and found her womanhood bruised and torn. He whimpered his sorry and nuzzled her face with his wet nose and cuddled her close and began giving her whole body a tongue bath. His the pads on his handpaws rough but soothing from the touch. He moved so that his head was between her legs and he started dripping his saliva all over her torn and bruised flesh. A stinging sensation would be felt from the healing as her skin and flesh knitted back together carefully. He slathered her pink swollen lips with his saliva and the wounds completely disappeared finally. "Better my love?"

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Amber winced when Darius finally pulled out of her after what felt like hours of love making. "Don't be sorry, Darius." She said to him and as he nuzzled her face with his wet nose she moved her hand to the back of her head, running her fingers through his fur as he cuddled her close and began to give every inch of her skin a tongue bath. "Your fur is softer than I expected, my love." Amber said to him as she continued to comb her fingers through it as he bathed her. Oddly enough the feel of his tongue against her skin felt right and so did the feel of the rough, yet soothing pads on the bottom of his hand paws.

In fact, both felt more right than any human male touching her. Amber watched as he moved so that his head was between her legs and for a second wandered what he was doing. She didn't have to wander long as she felt his saliva drip over her torn and bruised flesh. Though, when the burning sensation hit her that meant the flesh was healing she let out soft screams of pain. She winced, still in pain as he slathered her lips in his saliva but soon the wounds were gone. "Yes." She said, still in a bit of pain though the wounds were healed and that pain wasn't anything that Darius being attentive to her couldn't fix.


[User] Thomas palmed his face. "Calm thyself, damnation! I warned you, I told you, you were in my domain and in my sway. Had it been any other mage, wizard, bloodliner, or worse, you would be in far worse sorts than in a warm bed, fully dressed, sleeping alone!" he said, his own fury rising as the books simply stopped in the air. "I did not want to deal with mortals with death and threats of fear and horror, but it seems there is little recourse with you!" he picked up his wand. "You will calm yourself!" he said, though her desires would not change, at least they would be of a blessedly lower key.

[Assistant] Lydia blinked once when he pointed his wand at her and when he demanded she calm herself she felt rage well up inside her. "Who do you think you are?" She almost shouted at him shooting to her feet in front of Thomas her hands on her hips and a glare on her face. "You think you can just tell people to stop being emotional and expect it to happen!" The thought that struck her next almost knocked the wind out of her and she fixed him with an accusing stare. "That's what you did to me last night isn't?" She demanded, completely unaffected by the compulsion this time.

[User] Thomas blinked. "Hm." he said, in thought. "This is worse than initially thought." he said, "But you must listen to reason, then. Someone with the education you have must be aware of the witch trials." he said, walking to a book. "As time has passed, magic has fallen into the background, the shadows. For a reason. Back then, fire was the worst they had." he turned the pages. "Now we have dragon overlords, with spells and powers that would make one's skin crawl. While you..." he held up the book, an image of a mushroom cloud there. "Didn't need magic for power like that. Should these two worlds clash, there will be dire consequences. Ones that all magical beings must work to prevent. You might not open the war alone, but you might play a part. So I cannot allow you to leave."

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Lydia remained silent through his explanation and it galled her that his reasoning was sound but that still didn't give him the right to imprison her. "I suppose it makes sense that I can't go blabbing about." She said a touch grouchy. "But if you let me go I would take the secret to the grave with me... I'd... I'd even abandoned my studies." She said gloomily. "Plus you can't keep me here forever my family would worry!" She was raking her brain for any argument that would allow her to escape this mess.

Now that she was starting to calm down more of the discussion was filtering through. She pursed her lips thoughtfully. "You said you'd be returning to your home. Where exactly might that be? Isn't this..." She waved a hand around. "Your home?" She inquired unable to hide a slight grimace. Most people didn't reside in hidden basement lairs.

[User] Thomas  grunted. "I need to keep an eye on you, at least until you sign a properly binding contract. Please understand it is a matter of protocol. Either I silence you with binding contract, kill you, or I take you into the world." he said, "The last one might suit you well." he said, as he looked through the book. "There is something about you... In any case, I am sure there is an excuse we can make. I can pay you for your time, if you become my apprentice. And no. This is not my home." he said. "Now make your decision---Leave this world, and anything it might hold... Or walk in the shadow."

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Several things went through Lydia's mind at this sudden offer. The first was to immediately balk at the idea of abandoning everything she knew for some unknown world and essentially a life with a stranger. The second thought was other than her mother and father... what was she leaving behind. She had no partner, her work was constantly ridiculed, the only person who had supported it had been her Grandmother and she had passed away. Then in rapid succession she thought of ways to tie up loose ends in her life and before she knew it she realized she was actually prepared to accept his offer. She frowned in thought and finally spoke. "IF I agree to go with you and be an apprentice... is there a way to... make my life here disappear?" She asked, if she never existed in the first place her parents would have nothing to miss. It sounded like a harsh solution and she felt a pang of guilt but the idea of going someplace where her research had meaning was too tempting after all these years of searching and death didn't really appeal to her as a choice.

"If you can make that happen... I will go with you without fighting." She promised with a very serious expression. "And no funny business on your part." She declared with a sudden teasing smile.

[User] "There is, in fact, a way. We will sever your ties to them with a simple homunculus and a ritual to make it similar to you. I will need your outerwear." Thomas said, "And then we will dress it and send it up---where it will die. You will take a new name, and work under, live under it. Your real, full name, must be a secret. Even from me. To remain safe, you see." he said, making no motion to leave the room.

[Assistant] Lydia followed about half of what he said up until he asked for her clothing. "Uh..." She felt a warm flush creep up her neck. "I... don't have any other clothing to wear if I give you these. My supplies were only for one day so I didn't include a change of clothing." She explained rubbing her arm in an embarrassed sort of manner and making no move to remove her clothes. "As for my name, I never gave you my real name. I did my research. I used my Grandmother's name." She stated with an impish smile.

[User] "Good." he paused. "Ah. Well. You see, you will need to lose the inhibitions regarding clothing, and lack thereof. Many rituals require you to wear less than this, in the open air. Some might require the sacrifice of currently worn items. Things like that. The name I gave you is something of a nickname---Thomas Ever Last, for my immortality and my total and complete lack of luck." he shrugged. "There is always the mundane method of pretending to die. But this is a good first lesson in magic."

[Assistant] Lydia's blush deepened. "I've read about those types of rituals but... but..." She spluttered floundering for a reason that made sense. "Please don't make me..." She finally said in a tiny voice. "It's been a very stressful 24 hours and getting mostly naked in front of a strange guy... that is just too much for me right now." She crossed her arms in front of her subconsciously taking on a defensive posture. "I'm mean... I'm definitely willing to hand these ones over but isn't there something I could wear for now..." She almost sounding as if she were pleading with him to understand.

[User] Thomas relented, finally. "Very well." he said, looking through his things. "My apologies. Being alive as long as I have erodes some... social mores." he said, handing her a beautiful gold and red robe. "Please understand---I did not enjoy what happened yesterday. It left me feeling like I was covered in grease. I apologize." and with that, the door shut gently.

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Letting out the breath she was holding, Lydia held the robe in front of her. It was quite beautiful. She stripped off her dirty hiking clothing and slipped the robe over her head. Taking out the band in her hair she shook out the curls and pulled out a couple stray leaves that had caught there during her headlong run through the forest. With her hair down it actually reached the middle of her back even curled as it was. Folding the old clothing up, she straightened the robe self-consciously. It was rather form fitting though it covered her from neck to toe and had long bell shaped sleeves to the wrist. The front was held closed with several large gold buttons but as it was designed to go over other clothing the buttons barely held it together enough to be considered decent. Her legs flashed through the opening as she padded barefoot to the door and pulled it open.

She wandered back out to the main area where the cauldron was and handed him the clothes. Lydia pulled gently at the edge of her robe. "Thank you... for this..." She murmured in a soft voice, staring at a spot on the floor in front of her. "I really appreciate it and... I promise I will try hard to follow your lessons." She looked up at him through her lashes her green eyes bright.

[User] Thomas tried not to stare. It was hard. "Alright. Set the old clothing aside. I will need your hair, and your blood---not much." he said, "Then we will work the creation. At the end I will leave, for it grows quickly, and... well." he coughed. "It is a perfect clone in form. Anyway. With me..." he worked her through a series of incantations, which he explained were mostly needed for simple recollection of the motions of mana. "Just follow my lead..." he said, his hands moving slowly.

[Assistant] When Lydia realized he was doing his best not stare she felt her cheeks turn pink again. She hadn't felt so awkward since she was in middle school. Turning her thoughts away from her appearance and discomfort she gave his lesson her full attention. She did precisely as he instructed and when he asked for the hair and blood she didn't hesitate to provide either. She was mesmerized by the whole process and felt a thrill of delight at being involved. Even the purpose of the clone, to fake her own death, couldn't overshadow her excitement now.

[User] "The rest is up to you." Thomas said, hand on her shoulder as he left the room. Naked, a perfect double of herself rose from the cauldron, then watched her expectantly. Its eyes were dead.

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Lydia watched him leave and turned to look at the copy of herself. It was decidedly eerie looking at the emptiness in her own eyes. Taking the clothing she instructed the copy to dress and then pulled its hair back in a similar ponytail to what she had the day before. After pulling a few strands loose and sticking in some debris the copy looked like a girl who had been running terrified through the woods... or she would have if there was any expression on her face.

Lydia hadn't realized how battered she'd appeared after the events of last night, it certainly wouldn't be hard to make it look like she got lost in the woods and attacked by something. No one really knew she had even come here, when she took off she'd left a brief note to her mother about a research project but hadn't even told her where it was she was headed. She picked up the long sleeved shirt she'd removed the night previous and pulled it onto the copy. As an after thought she ripped one sleeve a little.

Finally she returned to get Thomas not sure what to do with the clone now.

[User] He emerged and directed the clone to the road without another word. "There. The deed is done." he said as it left. "You're a mage now." he smiled at her. "How do you feel, Lydia?" he asked.

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She watched the clone leave with a pensive expression. It hurt a little to see it leave knowing what its job was, that was her life walking away from her. Finally she peered up at him and gave him a smile. "Honestly, terrified." Lydia with a tiny shrug. "But excited to your world." She added her smile brightening a little. She couldn't help but cast one last look in the direction the clone had disappeared and wonder if her family would suffer too much.

Taking a deep breath she closed her and forced herself to let go of the life she had. She wouldn't be able to do it over night, her memories would always be there but she had made her choice and she had to start accepting it or things from now forward would be miserable. She reminded herself by letting go of one life she was in fact being exposed to the very world she had being dying to find... kind of ironic when she though about it. When her eyes opened some of the conflicting emotions were gone.

[User] "I can only imagine." he said, smiling. "Well. Let's get you to the manor." he said, walking up to a circular door where he paused. "Er. You must... damnation." he muttered. "I built this for myself, see. Items are sent through the small chute through a secondary portal to reduce mana use. Then you walk through yourself. But..." he frowned. "Would it make you feel better if I went first?" he asked, tapping the edges. Darkness opened in the middle of the construct.

[Assistant] Lydia tilted her head in confusion. "I don't really understand... is there something I should be worried about?" She asked eyeing the dark opening warily.

[User] "No, it's just... it does not accept non-living things." he said. "The restriction was needed for the distance." he explained, "Nonliving things are sent separate, through here." he said, hoping she understood the reason she might be apprehensive.

[Assistant] Lydia stared at the door for several long silent seconds before turning to stare at him trying to puzzle out what he meant by none living. The look on her face must have been quite amusing when it dawned on her. Her lips formed a little 'o' of surprise at the same time a blush bloomed across her cheeks. "I see." She said simply, her glance at the door this time was apprehensive. "Did you never think you might have a companion at some point in your endless life?" She said trying to make light of the situation to ease her own discomfort.

[User] "No." Thomas responded, seriously. "I entirely expected to be alone. It was safer." he pondered. "I think, perhaps, it would be fine if I went first." he said, starting to undo his robe.

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For some reason Lydia found this idea to be even more daunting. "No no! It's fine I will go first." She said turning around so he wouldn't see how red she was. Taking a deep breath she undid the buttons on the robe with shaking fingers, telling herself it wasn't a big deal. They were just bodies, there was no explainable reason to be so afraid of another person seeing her except she was afraid. She shrugged the red and gold garment off letting slide off her shoulders and pool at her feet some perverse part of her was eternally thankful she had worn a nice bra and panty set, which was a rather odd though to have in the current circumstances.

Shivering at the sudden cold air on her burning skin she glanced over her shoulder at him. She knew full well she still had to remove her bra and panties but she couldn't seem to force her hands to move. Mentally she was cursing herself for a fool, he was going to think she was being ridiculous. Swallowing her pride she reached around behind her and unhooked the strap and pulled her bra away covering her chest with one arm. She still had her back to him and was terrified to turn around and look at him. Having come this far there was really no choice left, she very quickly tugged the matching panties off. "O... okay... what do I do now?" She whispered trying not to fidget.


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Pulling out her dress finally, "Yes! Found it!" Samantha said, jumping up and putting it down on the bed. "Damn... now where did I put the make up bag..." She said, looking Jack up and down for a moment and smiling wide, "Hey handsome." She winked, before turning around and digging through her drawers again. She didn't have the best of memories, but she never have up until she would remember, or find what it was she needed.

"I'm not sure... I just hope they have some good food, and then sweet desserts." She said, as she pulled out her makeup bag and put it by her dress, smiling down at them both. She slipped into her dress, and attempted zipping the back, only to give up quickly. Walking over to her partner, she turned her back to him, and moved her long blonde hair from her back, looking back at him with a smile. "Could you help me Jack~" she sang happily, giving him, yet another wink.

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Jack smiled back and eyed her up as well, "Hey sexy," he winked back and then watched her turn back to solve the issue of the missing make up bag. "Did anyone ever tell you how sexy you are looking for a make up bag," he spoke as he finished getting his suit clothes together, then headed into the bathroom to freshen up. He came back out and saw her in her black dress. "I'd be honored to sexy," his hands then moved about her waist and intersected over her belly button. He kissed her neck and shoulders softly, "Just to let you know whose girl you are," and then zipped up her dress for her.

He then turned her towards him, and stroked her blonde hair softly with his hands as he looked into her eyes, "I'm sure they will have a lot of good food and sweets," he then rubbed his nose across hers, "and there's always our type of dessert for later too." He winked, then kissed her lips softly. He then turned and started to get dress in his dinner suit, ending up in front of the vanity mirror to do up his tie.

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Samantha smiled, feeling his lips against her shoulder and neck, it made her tingle. His hand felt warm against her stomach, it was nice, she forgot about things for a moment. As he turned her around and their lips met, she felt her heart beat a little faster, and kissed him back.

As he pulled away, and got dressed, she went to the bathroom. She curled her hair lightly, and did her make up to bring out her hazel eyes. Peeking out, she saw Jack doing up his tie in the mirror, so she walked up behind him, running her hands down his chest to his stomach. As she pressed her breasts and stomach to his back lightly, "You clean up nice, Jack~" she whispered into his ear flirtatiously.

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Jack saw her go into the bathroom while he was fixing his tie. He then saw her come out as he stood in front of the mirror at the vanity. He smiled as he saw her wrap her arms around him and felt her breasts and stomach against his back. and felt her hands moving down to his belly. He also saw that in the mirror as he finished up his tie. "Why thank you sexy, you do to... still love you best in your jeans, shorts, and tops." He finished and then put on his suit jacket, and left it unbuttoned.

The dining room was about half full by the time he arrived. He had Samantha's left arm under his right. He looked at the maitre, who was dressed in a tux, and followed him to the table he showed him. The utensils were already set as well as the food and drink menus placed on the table. "Enjoy your meals," he said courteously and then went back to his station to seat the next couple. Soft music filled the room from the speakers in the ceiling of the dining room.

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Samantha smiled as they were seated, the room looked even better now that it was all finished and set up. Looking o e the menu, she knew immediately that she'd get the chicken alfredo pasta. She looked up at Jack, wondering what he'd get, as a waiter approached and asked them what they'd like to drink and start out with as an appetizer. "I'd like sweet tea with lemon..." She said, looking to her partner still, she hadn't even thought of an appetizer. The rolls they had in front of them was more than enough for her tastes.

The lights around them dimmed a bit, and light music played in the background, as if to set some sort of mood. All the tables were arranged nicely, just enough distance between to keep conversations private, and making the getting up process very easy. Flipping through her menu, she spotted the desserts, and smiled wide. Eyeing all the delicious options, her sweet tooth tumbled with excited, or so you'd say.

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Jack noticed that the lights had dimmed as he looked over the menu. A rib eye steak, well done, with a garden salad and rice pilaf was his choice of dinner. He was happy as well with the rolls far as an appetizer went. He looked at the waiter and ordered the same drink as Samantha, as well as an after dinner cup of coffee with french vanilla creamer. He sat the menu aside.

He looked over at Samantha, and could tell she was in the dessert section. "I was told that in the coal mines, the miners ate their dessert first, not sure of the conditions where they were working." He sipped on his sweet tea and lemon after it arrived, and also buttered a roll after he had halved it with the knife. He was also thinking about dessert, albeit dessert of a different type than on the menu.

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Samantha smiled, taking a sip of her tea when it arrived, "I'd be a miner just for that" she replied, laughing a bit. She decided she would get the raspberry chocolate cheesecake after she ate pasta. Smiling, she put down her menu, obviously excited about the food. Samantha always seemed to have an unusual passion for food and sweets, and was always happiest when eating.

The waiter arrived once he saw they both put down their menus, and asked what they'd like, "I'll have a chicken alfredo pasta, and a slice of raspberry chocolate cheesecake for after." She said smiling wide, then looking to her partner. Her eyes seemed to tell him to hurry so the food would get there sooner, but she had a patient smile. She nibbled on a roll, watching the stage curiously, as a man walked out and began to prepare the microphone, looking closer, she noticed it was the man in the white tux from earlier.

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The waiter took their orders and then left. Jack saw the man with the white tux on stage, as well, as he noticed Samantha looking at the stage. When the waiter returned with his garden salad and some more rolls, he looked at him, "Who's the man in the white tux," discreetly pointing to the stage where he was still working. "That's Ainsley Jarvis, he's one of the ship's pursers... interesting chap, he's been on board several of the cruise line ships." Jack nodded, "Been a bad boy, or just not one to settle into a job." The waiter shrugged, "Not sure about that one sir," and then left again.

Jack also looked over at the Captain's table. It was a long table, and his invited guests included a small group of beautiful models that were in the fashion show, as well as a man named Tony Marconi... definitely in the money, rich Rolex watch on his wrist, and business suit, as he sipped wine with the Captain, and took in the beauty of the girls that were also at the table.

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Samantha listened carefully, as her pasta was placed before her, she started eating carefully as the waiter left. Seeing the models, she frowned, and looked down at herself curiously. Girls had a bad habit of noticing their flaws around other women, but she shook it off and continued eating, her eyes remained on the man in white now. He seemed shifty, as if he felt someone watching, but continued setting up.

"Jack, what do you think is going on..?" She asked, taking another bite of her pasta, looking at him curiously. She wondered what was really going on, and if they were really there for vacation. She felt a stare coming from somewhere, then noticed one of the men Jack had been watching was looking over at them, she then looked down quickly and took a sip of her tea. "Jack... one of those men is looking over here..." She muttered, feeling very self conscious now.

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Jack smiled slightly as his plate containing his rib eye steak and rice pilaf was placed in front of him. He nodded his approval to the waiter when he tested his steak. He started to eat his meal and sipped on his sweet tea between bites of steak, rice, and salad. He looked over at the stage as he chewed his food and saw the man in white continuing to set up things. His eyes then noticed Marconi checking out Samantha from over at the Captain's table.

"I don't know partner, but I get the feeling Oscar had more in mind than a rest and recreation gig," he spoke after he had finished chewing the last bite of his meal. He then sipped on his coffee after the waiter had cleared his empty plate and salad bowl. He also left a small bottle of white zinfandel wine and glass for Samantha. "From the gentleman at the captain's table," he remarked and then Jack saw Marconi lift his glass in a toast. "It would appear, Samantha, that you have an admirer." he smiled as he nodded his head in return to Marconi's gesture.

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Once her pasta was finished, the waiter took it away, and brought back her sweet dessert, which she eyed happily. Digging in almost immediately, before the waiter placed a bottle of wine and a glass before her. Samantha looked at it curiously, then to her partner, who pointed out the man that had been staring. She turned about fifty shades of red, then looked back at her partner, "How on earth earth do I have an admirer? He is sitting by a ton of models Jack... maybe he is suspicious." She said, flashing a smile at the man, and pouring a glass of the wine to taste it.

It was sweet and crisp, she held up her glass in thanks, then returned to her dessert, wondering what she should do. The show was starting now, and the lights further dimmed, as brighter lights covered the stage in a luminescent glow.

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Marconi returned her toast of thanks, then focused on the people around the Captain's table. Jack looked over at Samantha, "Better revel in the moment, he must see something in you that he does not see in those models. Then can be quite spoiled and hard to deal with." He finished his coffee and saw the dining room lights dim, and the stage lights illuminated the state in the large hall, which was also the main ballroom of the ship.

"We'll see what this is all about, I hope," Jack whispered to Samantha as he got ready to watch the activities on the stage. In his mind, if they didn't find out what they were really booked on this cruise for, this way, he was sure Oscar had an email on his laptop to explain why they were on the cruise ship.

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Samantha nodded, sipping on the wine, watching the show. All she saw was a man in a black tux and mask, his lady assistant in a skimpy outfit, and simple awe-inspiring magic tricks. She kept her eyes peeled for any other activity, but none occurs as the show progressed, and eventually it ended with a flashy finale. As the lights returned to normal, Samantha's eyes adjusted, and she peered.over at her partner. "That was very... normal..." She said, looking disappointed, "You should show me a good time when we get back to the room, what do ya say, Jack?" She teased, winking at him.

Looking over at the Captain's table, she noticed the models had all cleared the dining hall, along with the men that had been there. She was thankful no one waited around to speak to her, so she stood up, feeling the warmth from the wine she had consumed. Looking at the bottle, she realized she had taken out over half of the wine in the bottle. She walked over to Jack, and held onto his arm, pressing her breasts against him, and looking up at him with a pout. "I would so like to have some fun Jack..." She said, planting a quick peck on his neck, before pulling him towards the exit.

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Jack watched the magic show, and noticed Marconi would look over Samantha's way occasionally. The magician in the act, however, though as sexy of an assistant he had, also kept his eye on Samantha. After the show was over, Jack nodded in agreement, "Pretty straight forward, though I am sure he will perform again, and the next time may not be so normal." Jack also noticed she had downed half the wine, and smiled when she mentioned about having a good time back at the room.

He felt her breasts against him as he kissed her back, "Let's go back to the room for dessert," then kissed her lips deeper this time, as headed with her out of the dining room and back towards their room on the Ledo deck. His right arm moved around her and his right hand squeezed her ass cheeks through the fabric of her dress.

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Samantha smiled up at him, as they walked through the ship, to their room. The feeling of his hand on her ads made her feel even warmer, she realized she was slightly intoxicated, but didn't really mind it with Jack around her. She knew she was safe with him near, once they reached their door, she pushed him against it, her hands on his chest firmly, as she leaned up and kissed him deeply. She pressed herself closer to him, the outline of her belly button could be felt beneath her dress.

Reaching around him, she unlocked the door, opening it and pushing him in. She kissed down his neck hungrily as she shut the door behind them, pushing him further into the room. Slowly she removed his tie and coat, throwing them to the side, and beginning to invitation his shirt, she nibbled on his neck lightly.

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Jack knew she was slightly intoxicated, but he also knew that Samantha knew what she wanted. And, he was not going to anything she didn't want, or do anything to hurt her. He felt his back against the door of their cabin and his tongue met hers as he kissed her back deeply. His tongue danced with hers in their mouths, and he felt the outline of her belly button against him as she pressed against him. The next thing he remembered was the door opening behind him, and Samantha moving him through the open door. How did she do it? get the room key out while she was kissing him the way she was? He didn't care, he was enjoying what was going on.

He felt her take off his suit coat and tie as he continued to kiss her, his eyes noticed them on the floor inside the room, and the door secured behind them. His hands were busy as well, unzipped her dress and moved it downward off her. His hands squeezed her ass cheeks again, as his breathing was now getting heavier and his heart beating faster as he felt Samantha undoing his shirt.


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John Jacobs was a modest yet incredibly successful man. He was born to a noble family and had lived as a successful business man. However that all hanged when his wife died attempting to give birth to his first son. Now he hid away on a farm,raising the crops and cattle by himself. However, as time past John began going a little crazy. With his wealth and the fact that he lived so far away from other individuals, John was able to afford things that normally were out of people's prince range.

In his mid thirties and in good shape. Working with his hands required that he maintain his body. The dark hair that topped his head was contrasted by his blue eyes and pale skin. Today, John had taken a day off. His slave was supposed to be brought to him today and he wanted to be able to see her. He had already prepared a bed for her, which was really more like an extremely fancy cage, as well as breakfast for her. With his wife gone, John didn't have many social outlets. However he planed on changing that and getting some help around this place with his indentured servant.

[Assistant] Gabriella Brooks was born to an incredibly poor family. Once, they had been wealthy, but robbers and bandits, as she called them, burned their house, stole their cattle, and burned their fields, basically, they took their money... She was in her early thirties, and she had pretty much worked all her life. She studied at night, reading books, she knew if she was going to be useful, she had to be strong and smart. If anybody had a skill, it was a ticket out of being poor... She could fight like the strongest men in the town she lived in, and made money from that, but it still wasn't enough... She was quite attractive, what with tanned skin, bright red hair, and bright green eyes, and she had curves in the right places. She had a wild, untamed sort of beauty to her. She looked sort of depressed, seeing the fields as she arrived where she was going to work, it reminded her of what she used to have before it was all taken away.

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John took a good look at Gabriella. He loved the contrast in her eyes and her hair. Her body looked capable and strong. Her body looked as though it had been used to outdoor work, which pleased John. It had meant that she wasn't going to be dead weight around the house. If only she wouldn't smile, John though as he admired her.

He lead her to the dinning room, where breakfast was ready. He had a lot of everything prepared for her. This wasn't going to be a normal routine for her though. Normally, she would be the one making breakfast for him. Currently he had a lot of bread, cheese, butter, eggs, some nuts, apples, pears and even bacon for her to choose from.

"Sit down and eat with me" he said to her. He pointed towards the food and urged her to pick something to eat. He already had his plate ready and was planning on eating just bread, a par and nuts. He was a vegetarian, but he wasn't that strict with his diet. "Get your food quickly" h told her. "Once we are done eating, I want to be able to ask you a few questions before we go out to the fields"

[Assistant] Gabriella got off of her transport, she had a wistful look on her face as she looked at the fields, the health of the growth reminded her of times sweet, yet times that had long since passed. Gabriella's eyes widened when she saw the bounty of food, though it was another reminder of when she was young, her family had this much food, and beyond... She took a bit of everything, she had never been picky with her diet, she had never ingested a food that had sickened her yet. It was amazing about how she could fit it all on one plate, but Gabriella was good at organizing, and she had organized everything in such a way it all fit on her plate.

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John smiled as he watched the strong woman eat. "Gabriella" John said slowly. He had already thought about how to tell what he needed to tell her, but it still made him relatively uncomfortable. "I want to make something clear before we start the day. I'm hiring you because I have a list of tasks that I need to have done around the fields. I need someone to help tend to the bourses while they eat, I need someone to help mend the crops all year long and I need someone to help clean around the house" he looked right at her now. Around the town there weren't too many women who had green eyes as well as red hair. There was something stunning about it. He had paused for a moment but then continued.

"However, I am a man and a man has other needs as well. I know legally, I can not make you agree to those terms. I can pay you considerably more money than what you are most likely going to get anywhere else, as well as a place to sleep and my protection." He looked at her and covered a little smile on his face. He didn't know if he needed to add the last bit about protection because she looked like the kind of woman who could handle herself. "Are you willing to work under these conditions?" He asked "because if you aren't willing to tend to my other needs I can simply pay you to tend to my horses for today, and let you sleep here for the night. However you will have to go in the morning"

[Assistant] Gabriella finished eating before she spoke, as it was rude to talk while eating, as well as rather disgusting. She spoke,"I am happy to work, it allows me to be with what I once had... I can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear, but I can come pretty close to it." She listened to the tail end of him talking, and even though she didn't like it, she did need the money,"I agree to your terms, however, all I really ask for is for you to be completely honest with me, and I will be completely honest with you. Lies have a way of biting you when you least expect it. So, let's get to work!" She looked like she could down him, and still look pretty while doing it.

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John smiled as he was OK with Gabriella's standards. She didn't ask him to do anything that he didn't think he could do because he was a pretty honest guy. He was a little worried about how frail she may be since that became one of her requirements. It made him think that she might be an injured soul and that he should probably be incredible gentle with her. He thought about some tasks that he could require her to do today.

"Today I have a simple task for you. I need you to ride with one of my horses out to town and take it to the doctor." John was a loner and he didn't like going into town. The nearest town was about 10 miles away and it would probably take a while for her to take the horse to town, receive the medicine from the doctors and then bring it back. John really didn't like going to town because it prevented him from doing the other stuff that he needed to do in the fields. He would probably mostly require her to handle those chores for him.

"The sick horse is the small white one that is in the barn and isolated from everyone else. You can take another horse with you if you need to. After that, I'd need you to buy some rope at the market. It should be something thin and relatively flexible. After that I want you to come back and I want you to cook something for me and wait for me to return." He smiled as he asked " Can you do that for me?"

[Assistant] "I can do it, worry not... I am curious, though. How long has the said horse been sick, and what are the symptoms? I want to make sure the doctors give the right medicine. I am nothing if not thorough." Gabriella spoke. She had a soft spot for horses, they were beautiful creatures, they were strong and fast. There were race horses. There were horses bred to look pretty. There were horses bred for work...

[User] John was honestly a little surprised by her response. He was impressed that she seemed to have taken an interest in animals. "I honestly am not sure what's wrong with it" he said. "It has been having trouble breathing and it doesn't seem to eat as much as it should. I think it might have have some inflammation in its throat or something." He paused for a second. "It's pretty young but most of my horses that i don't uses specifically for travel are for sale. I breed a couple of them and then sell them to the villagers. I haven't named the young sick one however. Do you like horses? Do you want it?" He asked.


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It was early in the morning when Grace arrived at the airport. She had only just returned to America after a long expedition, and now she just had to wait for her friend to arrive to pick her up. As she sat at the terminal with her bags, she thought about the trip she'd been on. Her team had discovered a nearly untouched tomb in the desert that they believed to have been built for the concubines of a Pharaoh. As they explored, Grace had wandered away from the rest of the group and stumbled across a treasure trove of gems, gold, and jewelry. But out of everything, somehow a small, golden ring with a ruby in the center stood out the most. She felt drawn to it somehow and was compelled to pick it up. And when she heard the rest of her group behind her, she hid it in her pocket without even thinking about it.

The ring was in her bag now. She hadn't been able to bring herself to confess to taking it. But since she did have it, and since no one around here would know where it came from, she might as well wear it, right? She retrieved it from her bag and held it up to the light. Besides the ruby in the center, it really was quite unremarkable. She slipped it onto a finger on her right hand, and decided that she liked the way it looked. After a little while, she almost began to forget it was there.

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Amy stood there in a crowd that seemed to be searching for people coming off the plane. She watched Grace come off and stop for a moment. It seemed like she was fixing something on her hand. When Grace was done, Amy waved her hand trying to rise above the crowd despite her short height. She knew Grace very well and so, she kept her hair down and wore a white shirt with a V neck that barely hinted at her cleavage and jeans. On her face she wore a rather large pair of sunglasses to keep the bright sun out of her eyes, but also to hide herself from everyone else. She knew she was pretty and didn't want to be taken advantage of, not by a crowd of strangers.

Amy had been waiting for Grace since her friend left for the expedition. Grace had kept in touch for the majority of the campaign, and hinted at a rare find. From all the big talk Grace had put into her stories, Amy expected the woman to be dressed in the finest gold silks with lots of fancy jewelry, like a Pharaoh's wife or something. She was just glad to see Grace, the same way she was when she left. When Amy finally managed to get out of the crowd, she approached Grace and gave her a welcoming hug. "Hey, welcome back. How are you?"

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Grace smiled brightly when she saw her friend and hugged her back, holding her tight. "I'm good. Glad to be home," she said. After each of her trips, Amy was always waiting to welcome her home. And as usual, while they walked to the car, Grace went over all of the details of her trip. However, she left out the mention of the ring until last. Once they were finally alone and she was in the passenger seat, she held out her hand so that Amy could see clearly. "I know I shouldn't have taken it, but I just couldn't help it," she said. "And there was so much there, there's no way they'll miss one little ring, right?"

Now that they were outside, Grace was actually feeling hot. She'd worn a jacket on the plane, but she took it off now, revealing a black tank top. She wore that and her faded blue jeans with ripped knees. She had always prioritized comfort over style, both while she was working and at home.

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Amy beamed over at the ring, it was so pretty. "Awwww, I wish you went out and bought me something every once and a while." It was a simple little joke at Grace. The woman always had the best stories to tell and Amy was stuck here, picking her friend up and listening. She wished she could go with Grace some time.

They eventually made it back to the parking garage where Amy had parked her car. She opened the trunk and put Grace's belongings in the back as she asked, "So, did you meet any nice guys, maybe a pharaoh with a really nice pair?" Amy was always one to joke around with Grace mainly because it was so easy to poke fun her way. Amy finally closed the trunk of the car, but she didn't get in just yet. It was so nice to just stand around and talk. Besides, she hadn't seen her friend in so long. The echoes of their talking rang throughout the garage as they continued to converse.

[User] "I'm afraid most of the people I met were pretty stiff, and all of the other ones were dead," Grace said, joking back. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a flash of red light coming from her hand, but dismissed it as just the ring catching the sun. Still, all of a sudden she had the strangest feeling. Without knowing why and unable to stop herself, she took Amy by the hand, leading her back into the airport. "I'm going to buy you something," she announced. Since they were in a big, international airport, there were several stores throughout the whole thing. It was almost like visiting a shopping mall in some places. She pulled Amy into the first store she saw, a small boutique that sold designer clothes. "What would you like?" she asked.

[Assistant] Amy felt pretty bad. She was sure that Grace knew her words were just a joke. She was pulled along until Grace found the first store. They went inside and Grace asked her to pick something out. "No, really, you don't have to. If you were really interested, you shoulda just kissed me." Amy winked, kidding and poking fun at Grace. Little did she know of the curse that was bestowed on her friend. Still if Grace was serious about buying her something, she would just have to appease her friend and pick the cheapest thing she could find. She began to browse around, if just to make Grace feel better.

[User] Once again, Grace noticed the flash of red, this time accompanied by a slight warmth in her right hand. Without warning, she grabbed Amy by the waist and pulled her close, kissing her passionately on the lips. She held her there for several seconds before letting her go, taking a step back. "I... I don't know why I did that," she said, her cheeks turning crimson. She'd been with women before, but she'd never felt that way about Amy. She didn't know what to do next, so she panicked and tried to change the subject. "Right. We were looking for clothes," she said hurriedly.

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Amy didn't know what was with Grace. First she dragged her to the store and now she was kissing her. Her eyes went wide and her face went very red, but there was something in that kiss, like a switch that turned something on. Before it could escalate any further, Grace pulled away. Amy always knew Grace had a thing for girl's. She herself had never given it a try, but she always wanted to give it a go because Grace shared some very erotic stories. Grace changed the subject and Amy looked away, her face still red. She couldn't deny it, the kiss didn't steer her away, even as she looked away a smile formed on her lips. She had no idea Grace felt that way about her. Maybe tonight would hold the possibility of a first try with her friend and do all those crazy things she had heard from Grace.

Amy began to look at the clothes, but the kiss was still fresh on her mind. Finally, she turned to Grace. "Be honest, what would you like to see me in, since you're buying?" Amy wanted to know what interested Grace. Would she choose something nice and formal, something everyday, or even something a little spicy? She needed to know if the kiss was a mistake or if it was the promise to lead to something greater later tonight.

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Glancing around at the nearby racks, Grace quickly found the perfect dress. It was a short, black number number with an open back that would have looked great on Amy, and seemed like the sort of thing she'd like to wear. However, she knew that if she said that, then Amy would take it the wrong way. She was about to move on to look for something else when something stopped her. She grabbed the dress and immediately thrust it into Amy's hands. "I have to be honest. You would look stunning in this," she blurted out.

Grace shook her head, feeling slightly disoriented. Why am I behaving so strangely? she wondered. She vaguely noted that her hand was still growing warmer and that the ruby almost seemed to be giving off a faint glow now. Surely that couldn't be just a trick of the light. She tried to pull it off to get a better look, but it was stuck fast around her finger. She couldn't even turn it to try and wiggle it loose. It felt almost like it had fused to her hand.

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Amy looked at the dress, surprised that Grace would think such a dress would look pretty on her. She holds it up to her seeing if it was the right size, but of course, she would have to go to the dressing room. "Come on, help me try it on," she says with a smile on her face. She makes her way through the store towards the back where the dressing rooms are. It was a small enough store where they didn't have to have an employee wait around the dressing room to make sure anyone stole something. Amy walked right into the first open room. The door was rather high exposing their ankles below the door, but the door was also high enough to hide everything else including their heads.

Amy began to undress herself exposing her black almost see through panties. She didn't think much of it with Grace, at least not since the kiss. She finally decided to ask, "So... may I ask what that kiss was about? Were you really happy to see me or was it just a joke, be honest?" Amy started to slide the dress up her body and tightened it around her body. She looked at herself in the mirror in various poses before asking Grace, "Hot or not?"

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Grace followed Amy to the changing rooms. She took her clothes as she undressed, holding them for her as she slid into the dress. She wondered herself if maybe there had been something more behind the kiss, but nothing she could think of felt right. "I honestly have no idea," she said, still blushing. "It's like... you said it and then I did it. And I don't even know why."

"Definitely hot," she said. Watching her pose in the mirror, she couldn't deny that the woman was attractive. And she had been right about the dress looking good on her. But there was a big difference between noticing someone was attractive and kissing them in the middle of a crowded store.

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"So, am I hot enough for another kiss? If I ask for another, will you really do it or was it a one time deal and done?" Amy was glad to hear she looked good in the dress. It made her feel pretty, even more so because Grace told her. She slipped off the dress and hung it back on the hanger. She turned to Grace. She had to know if there was something more to Grace. Did her friend really miss her so much during her expedition? She was nervous with what she was about to ask. The words came out as lumps in her throat, but they did come out.

"I want you to kiss me. I want you to kiss me like you've never kissed anyone in your entire life. I want to be convinced that there was something more between us in that parking garage, so kiss me. You'll probably never get another chance like this, with me in my panties, in this changing room." Amy stood back against the mirror waiting for something that was probably never going to happen. She made a pretty big request of her friend, one that probably disgusted the woman. She began to cross her arms, covering herself at the same time. She had never felt so naked before in her entire life.

[User] At first, Grace was flustered and blushing, trying not to stare at Amy and not sure of how to answer. But as soon as Amy told her to kiss her, her entire demeanor changed. She dropped the clothes she'd been hold on the floor and grabbed Amy by the hips, pushing her back against the wall and pinning her there with her own body. She kissed her like she had never kissed anyone before, with so much force and passion she was quickly breathless. She sucked lightly on her bottom lip, moaning softly into her mouth. Her hand crept down Amy's thigh slowly, lifting her leg and guiding it around her. Then, just as suddenly as she'd started, it was over. She parted lips and gasped for breath, frozen in place with no idea what she was doing.

[Assistant] Amy had never been more surprised than now when Grace pinned her back against the mirror and kissed her. It was so sudden, Amy moaned from the impact of being taken right then and there. Her leg was wrapped around Grace and she was into the moment. She followed her friend's lead when kissing right back, sending her tongue in and letting her lip stretch. Her hands wrapped around Grace's body never wanting the woman to back away, but then suddenly it was gone. Amy kept kissing at the air for a second, from the abrupt suddenness of the end to the kiss. She stared back at Grace, her chest heaving from the heat rising throughout her body. Then her face displayed confusion. "What's wrong?" and she realized they were in a dressing room where anyone could hear them. Her face went red as she bent over to gather her clothes and put them on. Before leaving the dressing room and see if anyone had taken notice of them she turned to Grace and asked, "Promise me we'll continue this later." With that she gave a quick peck on Grace's lips before leaving the dressing room with the black dress in hand.

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"I promise we'll continue this later," Grace said without thinking. "No, wait!" Her head was spinning and it felt like her hand was burning now. Looking at the ring, she could no longer deny that there was a strange light coming from it. She followed Amy from the dressing room and glanced around to make sure no one was within ear shot before stopping her, pulling her off to the side.

"I don't know what's going on. But it's like whenever you say something, I have to do it, no matter what," she whispered hurriedly. She held up her right hand, showing her the ring again. "I think it has something to do with this. I found it in the concubine's tomb, right? It must, like, make the person wearing it into a slave or something." It occurred to her that she must have sounded insane. But nothing else could explain how she had been acting that day. And there was definitely something weird about this ring.

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Amy was smiling as she left the dressing room. She was so happy that Grace would return to her tonight and they would get to explore the possibility of being something more than friends. It would be Amy's first time with a woman and she looking forward to being with Grace. Then her hopes fell as Grace pulled her aside to make some crazy excuse. Amy looked at her like a crazy person. Why would Grace go through all the trouble of building up something so great only to shoot it down? This must have been some cruel prank.

"Fine, if you have to do anything I say then grow a dick because that's what you are." Amy was hurt and tears were beginning to form around her eyes. She dropped the dress on the way out and made her way back to her car. She wanted to run so badly, but she didn't want anyone to notice her. When she got to her car she got into the drivers seat just as the tears began to slide down her cheeks. She thought about what Grace had said and why she would ever do something like that. She should have left Grace then and there, but Amy wasn't the kind of person to do something like that. She wiped her tears away and calmed herself down. Hopefully Grace would find her way back to the car.


[User] "Tyki... you want to try to spend your life with me? What exactly did you have in mind?" Lori was aware that he was one of the most flexible employers she'd had. Whenever she made suggestions or gave him her opinions, he listened and generally deferred to her. Whenever she seemed unhappy, he always seemed to want to cheer her up--but then, she was rarely upset in his presence. Her happiness did seem like a priority, but he'd never really had to give anything up for her except for money. Still, she wasn't closing herself off to the idea. Living with Tyki, or even just spending more time with him was no hardship.

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Tyki smiled as he reverted his eyes to the city. He knew that he could give her all of it. The whole city, would be theirs. But, he wasn't sure if she would want something like that. "Well, I don't know exactly. Maybe we could just go where life takes us next...?" This was a first for Tyki. He was the type of person to always know where he was going and heading. Especially with his clients, and business. But he didn't want to do the same thing with Lori. "Maybe you could move in with me...? Heh... I may be rushing things though. But this is a first for me... I never really had a girlfriend, or rather someone that I cared this much about."

"So what do you say?" Tyki said gently kissing her neck "Your answers are not making this any easier for me..." he laughed "You don't know how I feel telling you all of this, I'm use to woman falling for me... But you don't see to be that type. You give me that butterfly feeling, in my chest... haha..." He said kissing her cheek now, awaiting her answering.

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Lori shivered as she felt his breath on her neck, her whole body tingling from the slight contact. He was having a problem defining what kind of relationship he wanted, and she was having a hard time concentrating on what she wanted as his lips brushed against her already sensitive skin, moving to her cheek. She was aware that she wasn't making it easy for him, but he wasn't exactly making it easy for her either. She closed her eyes and let him hold her, enjoying his warmth and affection.

She smiled as he told her she gave him butterflies and that she wasn't the type just to fall over herself for him. Lori was used to men falling for her---frequently. Unlike Kelly, she wasn't really searching for anything with this profession. She could survive on her massage talents and her wages as the assistant manager of the Blue Moon club easily. She could quit any time she wanted to... but was Tyki really the answer?

She opened her eyes and turned her head to face him a little more. "Tyki... I care about you a great deal. I think you're possibly one of my favorite clients to just be around. You're a pleasure." She smiled and kissed his cheek. "Let's not go too fast... I'm not sure I'd be ready to move in with you... but I'd be happy to be your girlfriend. We can see where we go from there, right?"

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Tyki was a little disappointed. But he knew that moving in would be a little too fast of a step. But being his girlfriend was something that he could deal with. Moving his hands from her waist, he placed it on her stomach, gently rubbing it. "Girlfriend... eh? I think I can handle that... I hope you know what that entails..." he laughed kissing her on the lips.

He wasn't really sure himself what that entailed either. Before he would use his past girlfriends, as tools. Mostly pretty faces to show up to business meetings or something like that for the press. But he wouldn't dare to that to Lori, for he deeply cared about her.

"But... I'll do the best to make you happy, what ever it is that you need... that hesitated to ask. I'll always be there for you..." He said, then kissing her once more. Slowly removing himself from her, he walked around his big office, stretching a little bit. Blushing he turned to her. "So I guess... we're girlfriend and boyfriend now eh...? We should probably celebrate!"

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Lori knew she hadn't given him the answer he'd really wanted, but she didn't want to chance moving too quickly. He was special, and he wasn't sure what he wanted or how he felt, but he wanted her. He'd put his feelings out there and tried to win her over, so she gave him a start, to see if this was really what they both wanted. He accepted it with more grace than she thought he might and kissed her. She returned his affections and smiled at him, surprised to find him blushing once more.

"Tell you what. Come here and we'll have our own little party," she said with a grin.

[Assistant] "Oh really?" Tyki smirked. He felt excited, nervous, and a little confused all at the same time. He didn't really know what he wanted true, but he was sure of his feelings for Lori. "So what kind of party shall we have?" he laughed, their faces inches from each other. Thinking a little bit, he came up with a few ideas they could do to celebrate. "Maybe I could take you out to a dinner later? Or, maybe I could treat you to something back at my house?" he chuckled. "You might not know it, but I'm a pretty darn good cook, if I say so myself" It was pretty true, Tyki took lessons from some of the best chiefs in the world. "I can make you what ever you want!" he said holding her cheeks, looking deep into her eyes.

[User] "I've never had a man cook for me before. I think it'd be fun to watch you," Lori said with a grin. Her lips brushed against his in a sweet kiss. "I've never been to you place before. I'd like to see it." She smiled and put her arms around him, pulling him flush against her soft body. "But I was thinking of a more... immediate celebration. Tell me, Tyki. Do you like what I'm wearing? I picked it out just for you," she said with a grin.

[Assistant] "Heh, don't worry you'll see a lot of me cooking! As well as my house, it isn't really anything special." Tyki laughed, being modest, as he wrapped his hands around her waist. In fact his house was biggest house in town. As she said immediate, he smiled bright as he pulled her closer to him. "Oh something like that!" he said as he eyed her up and down, looking ta her dress again. "I actually really liked what you are wearing... I didn't know it was for me thought, I thought it would be for another client." he said teasing her. "I have to say you look like the most beautiful girl in the world right now... I would love to see what's under there..." he smirked.

[User] Lori smiled and shook her head. "No, I didn't know if it was you calling me or not, so I just dressed in something I thought you might like. Of course, I like it too. Problem is that' it's so tight you can hardly wear a thing underneath it," she said with a smirk. "Why don't you take it off and see for yourself?"

[Assistant] Tyki blushed a little bit laughing. "Oh really now? Heh, I had a feeling that you wore it for me. After all you know how much I enjoy seeing you in tight clothing. It really..." he paused, as he moved his hands to her ass, gently squeezing and lifting it. "Shows off your assets nicely." he smirked. "So how shall I take it off? Like this...?" he said as he lifted up the skirt exposing her ass. "Or maybe I should do it like this." he said as he pulled it down, trying to expose her breast.

[User] Lori gasped as Tyki pulled the dress up over her ass, revealing a tiny scrap of red silk. As he pulled the dress down and revealed her breasts, they were bare. She was still near the window, on display, despite being so high up. Then again, It was a shocking turn on. The idea of being discovered both appealed to and frightened her a bit. She blushed softly and looked up at him. "Either way works just fine for me," she said, pulling him toward her. "Let me help you with that suit of yours..." with that, she started to undo his tie.