Feb 11, 2016
“I might play with you a little longer after you’ve talked. You’re too cute.” //Ras
Mairwen blushed a little bit at the words,smirking a little at him.
“Oh, is that so?”
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“I might play with you a little longer after you’ve talked. You’re too cute.” //Ras
Mairwen blushed a little bit at the words,smirking a little at him.
“Oh, is that so?”
In Secret They Worked
. ❧ . Magic Upon Magic
Mairwen woke that morning with a determined set to her jaw. She had been preparing for this moment for months. Traveling with the tiefling, finding the magics of Thedas, some lost to time, and piecing together a solution all her own in order to allow passage to his home: it had been even longer since he had arrived in her world.
She looked over at the sleeping tiefling with a gentle smile, staring at him as she rested on one elbow. She let her hand trail along his jaw, the touch eliciting a soft growl from him, even in his sleep. She wanted this. She wanted him. It had been heaven traveling with him, despite his protests that he was not worthy of her. That he would hurt her.
She would quiet such arguments with a kiss to his lips, pressing into him in the quiet night as he took her to bed, the sounds they made together always building into a cacophony of moans and growling and skin against skin. Her cheeks flushed at the thought as she trailed her hand down his neck to rest on his chest. She leaned down and gently kissed his cheek before she pulled back and slid out from under the fur pelts.
She slowly got dressed, careful not to wake the tiefling. She had preparations to do for the ritual, and he could not be allowed to stop her. She steeled herself as she stepped out the stone doorway of the decrepit building. The wooden door that might have once stood there had long since rotted away, and her fingers only lingered on the barest of dust on its edges.
She had been surprised to find the temple: accessible only through the eluvians of old and nearly broken. The room she moved to was the very one where the veil was torn: She could feel the pull of the veil, the blood spilt upon the ground. ..
She dared, for the first time since beginning this journey, think of what blood would join it. She did not even wince: she had made her choice. Freedom for a life.
She had gathered her supplies and laid them at the ready the night before, careful not to tell the tiefling the most crucial parts of the ritual: The eluvian, a broken one repaired by an elven mage and adapted to their cause, was in the center of the circle. The channels on the floor that formed the very specific markings that she had had to reroute for their purpose.
The preparations took time, and she was careful to hide her motions in case the tiefling came upon her as she worked. But she was in luck, as she heard no noise from him until she was nearly finished with the preparations.
When he finally entered the ritual chamber, the circle was prepared, and there were two final steps left before she would see if the ritual would work. She smiled at the tiefling, a resolute sheen in her eyes: she would not be making this trip with him, but he could not know that.
Sunshower //Ras of course
Kiss MemeSunshower:It’s been a long day–and all your muse wants to do is lay around with mine and reconnect with kisses and contact.
Mairwen frowned slightly as she entered the house (yurt? she could never remember), shedding the outer layers of her clothes as soon as she stepped through. There were many things she was not used to about her lover’ s lands, and the weather was certainly one of them.
She did not see him at first, and it brought a pout to her lips for a moment. She sighed, settling herself into the mound of furs on their bed, but jumped slightly when she felt the warm body underneath. She grinned widely and crawled underneath next to the demon-spawn, wrapping her arms around his waist with a smile and planted a kiss on his shoulder, waiting for him to wake.
She wasn’t sure how long he had been under the covers, and it didn’t matter.
“I’m so glad to see you, love.” She purred quietly, planting another kiss along his shoulder, gently.
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[[MOR] //So my day has kind of sucked. First...
(I hope everything turns out alright with your furry friend.)
//Thanks guys. I appreciate your support a lot.
rasereiverfallen replied to your post://1. Do I owe anybody? 2. Does anybody wanna plot...
(I actually owe you replies but I’m being a bloody slow potato, and my mind is easily getting distracted.)
//Oh, no rush on my account. Take whatever time you need. *can be incredibly slow too* I just want to make sure I’m not missing anybody waiting on me.
...I occasionally make an effort to be organized which usually promptly flies apart as soon as I get distracted by something shiny.
rasereiverfallen replied to your post:The Mun is sick. Ugh.
(*Hugs* I hope you start feeling better soon!)
(laskughmxlsirhnclsmulhfv *hugs back* Thank youuuu! :D I feel the love)
rasereiverfallen replied to your post:rasereiverfallen replied to your post:Nobody...
(Raserei falls to rage, lust and gluttony very easily. And sometimes they start to blend together and can form some really disturbing thoughts on his end. Which is also why when he frenzies he ends up eating his victims.)
//Makes a great deal of sense. Quite honestly from what I can tell so far, he deals with a far larger hell than Rox. All she has to worry about is blowing up and creating a crater about a mile wide.
rasereiverfallen replied to your post:Nobody really knows how hard Roxy has to focus to...
(Makes me think of Raserei to an extent, he is always fighting with his darker emotions and the pull of his demonic blood. And funny enough wrath is the vice he falls easiest to.)
//Makes sense! Roxy’s top emotions that she fights with are the ones usually associated with fire; rage and passion. I could say lust but she gets a little too attached to people and ideas emotionally to really label it as such.