virisileia.

✕ Fate series. OC multi-muse. by orrie.

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domiars‌:

At first – he stared in silence at the woman before him, truly it was he who should be going through these papers, but she was just grand as he was in this ruling; though the people of Rome would never understand truly just how IMPORTANT Drusilla of all his sisters was to his reign. Nonetheless, the moment of silence was over – and he seated himself across from Drusilla; in a way, he much preferred this somewhat quiet night when it was her that it was shared. 

“I wander our GLORIOUS HALLS because I cannot sleep, either. It seems we’re both in the same frame of mind on that – but, now that I know you are awake, at least I will not be lonesome in my time of wake; take a break, Drusilla. Enjoy the night with me.” Although faint, a smile crept his face for her. 

✕     As Drusilla viewed it, if she was to be of any practical help to her brother, in addition to being a comfort and friend when he needed it, she would need to be as politically astute as possible. She was as educated as any noble Roman woman, but she had something other Roman women did not --- and that was access to the legislations and discussions that the Senate and other politicians had daily. She’d be a fool not to read them. Otherwise, all she’d be able to offer her brother would be a warm set of arms about his middle in times of stress.

“... Hm... I suppose I can take a break...,”  she said, looking away from his smile to the papers in front of her. She was only reading and studying, after all. She had no real work, no real deadlines for anything. She collected the papers in her hands, standing up from her stone bench and organizing them before laying them flat with her fingers against the table, looking over to Caligula with a small smile, almost excited. “Take a turn about the gardens with me? I’ll leave these here... I’m sure no one will disturb them.”

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“Of course – none other than you can hold such a beautiful rhythm to her hum.” In truth, he had been listening for a good minute or so – LOST in her sound. “What are you doing so late in the night, sister?”

✕     “Thumbing through these manuscripts from the Senate...,”  answered Drusilla, looking up at him from where she sat at a table laden with papers, the candlelight flickering and casting shadows across her face, but her round honey eyes clear. “I couldn’t sleep. I thought I’d make practical use of my time... Though... It is late... Why are you awake, dearest brother?”

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✕     “...”  Humming, like a bird in a garden.

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loyalbreed‌:

❝   I only say and do what any man or woman of my caliber must ;       in fact. I am now drawn to worry, to whom it is you find yourself      in company with. I have tidings and wonder why it is more people      do not treat with you more kindness. If you are so surprised by       my active hospitality. Truly, Katey. Are you sure you are well?        ❞     Gawain is firm in his question, eyes fall upon Katey’s figure, in wonder what it is she would say. He did not understand in truth why she said these things, Gawain acted as any Knight would and he knew that his kindness would make any women swoon over him. However, when it came to Katey there was this clear and apparent fulfilling need of her. He worried for many reasons, to fluster her so easily – In a sense. He felt himself firm with resolve if someone or a man had been treating her badly.

✕     His sudden direct question about whether she was well seemed so serious; like he was asking her more than just if her day was going okay, like he really wanted to know about her health, and about how she was treated by others. At this sudden question, bright Katey clammed up, blushing and suddenly shy. Her long fingers fiddled together in her lap. 

“I... well I never had many friends... where I was before this... I-I... I mean, it’s embarrassin’ to say, ye know... So... when people are nice to me... it’s just a little surprisin’...,”  she said. Men weren’t like Gawain anymore. Men were usually cruel to her... but it was okay! Because she was here now! 

“An’ I’ve just got weak health... I’m severely anemic an’ I have digestive problems... nuthin’ special...”

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loyalbreed‌:

❝   That is no good Lady Katey. Understood I am of your dietary        needs. I cannot help but find myself desiring you eat more,        let us remind the Ma’dam Da Vinci in hopes for she to find        a suitable meal plan for thee.                                                       ❞      Gawain retorts in caring manner, however if she would not eat then he too would not. It was proper manner after all.

✕     “Aw, but I’ve already got a decent enough meal plan... I eat vegetables and simple crackers and oats and some fruit but not too much...! I’m fine, Gawain...,”  she answered, modest and embarrassed but beaming that he cared so much, a sweet blush beneath her freckles.

Pushing her fluffy blonde bangs out of the way, she turned her bright copper gaze to him again, smiling like always, “... but yer so sweet... carin’ like that... I don’t know what to say, ye always fluster me so much...”

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❝   Are you enjoying the snack this evening, Lady Katey?   ❞ 

✕     “Yes, quite so,”  she answered, having eaten four baby carrots and therefore good to go until tomorrow; this was less of a snack and more supper for her. 

“I hadn’t eaten anything since this mornin’ when I had some oats. Ye know my stomach’s real sensitive... ... ... I’m sure yer so hungry, though, so please have more if ye like!”  she offered, pushing her bag of chilled baby carrots to him.

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loyalbreed‌:

 Consumes them!!!

✕     Squeals excitedly !!  He’s so sweet when he eats carrots!

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✕     ---   will share all her baby carrots with Gawain!

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witchcraft | FOREST WITCHES

forest witches use the power of the woods and the nature that it houses in their magic. they often work with plants, dirt, animals and foraged items.

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rianaithe:

    So inexperienced, it was a laughable thing to witness yet she supposed that it was expected. She didn’t look the type that would know too much on it let alone when someone was literally throwing it in their face of what they wanted. Kyra didn’t really know how else to say it without slapping her in the face with words but it seemed she wasn’t going to have a choice if she wished to get her point across. The dragon cleared her throat in a small cough, her hands would clasp together in front of her. There was laughter to go with it but… she sighed afterwards. ‘ Sex. You’re a virgin are you not?  I did not think I’d have to lay it out for you, Katey however I should expect such. You don’t seem like you know too much. ‘

    On the account of her dear companion being in the condition she was in, Kyra took it upon herself to mount herself over the other woman with her hands being used as support. Lowering herself till nose was able to brush along her crook, lips would nibble near her jugular ever so gently. Actions would be taken slow however she was done with simply waiting. It didn’t matter to Kyra if she took her prior words as an insult or not but this was no longer the time or place for it to matter as she had already begun. Left knee had its way between her legs, opening them up and granting her access. She was forceful yet gentle enough not to hurt her. A rarity even from one like her as most she would bed had more to them. She wouldn’t have to think about breaking them in the process, a shame but that was the only downside to be had.      ‘ How does this feel? ‘ The question asked in mere whisper as right hand took supple breast into her hand, fondling it with lips meeting hers momentarily and soon peppering along her jaw and down her throat once more. Her knee continued to tease at her, a simple means of getting a rise out of her. To hear her moan. Kyra had all the time in the world to do as she pleased with her little servant but this would be just fine. No point in going too fast for someone who’s never done this before. ‘ I want to hear you moan for me, Katey. Yes… Just like that. ‘

✕     Sex? What was that an answer to? Oh--- ... Oooh... Katey’s already owlish eyes grew rounder. Uh... Was Kyra expecting sex from her? There was so much else that Katey would be better at doing for her --- cleaning things, cooking things, doing chores, doing anything, but sex... Katey had never done that before. Kyra was going to be very disappointed. 

She turned her head to watch Kyra mount herself over her, the blonde visibly anxious. Her quivering bottom lip parted from the top when she felt Kyra’s nose and lips against her neck. Katey was a trembling mess, and she closed her eyes and gave a slight whimper as Kyra’s knee pushed open her legs and pressed against her private spot. It was nerve-wracking to have a dragon so intimately over her, especially with her mouth and her teeth so close by her throat. Amid the sense of danger that this scenario presented, Katey also couldn’t deny that having Kyra on top of her like this, everything about it, was making her warm between her legs. She didn’t know it, but she was already aroused. 

Katey was starting to feel strange, a little bit dizzy if she were to call it anything. She didn’t really realize that Kyra had kissed her until she had already parted to kiss her neck, Katey opening up her glazed eyes momentarily. She shifted underneath Kyra, uncomfortable and warm and wanting something unknown to her, and she pushed herself into Kyra’s knee a little bit, finding that it satisfied her in a strange way. 

She had thought that Kyra might want her to be quiet, so the moment Kyra suggested she could moan, she obediently did so, letting out a long whimper before the dragon could even finish her sentence. Katey’s arms lay lame at her sides until she needed something to grab onto --- so she grabbed onto the sides of her own panties and gripped hard, writhing slightly.

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anavates:

A part of him still wondered, what he was doing, this whole thing from a small outing to a friend and now more, coming back with him. But when she said, take her. That was it, there was no need to think on the logic, perhaps thoughts on what master’s reaction would be but. Between them there was little need for soft thoughts and worried process.

Instead he gently slipped her forward, and leaned her down onto her back, the grind against him so inviting and her soft hair scattered wide as she set back, intoxicating. 

“I do mean in the most passionate romantic way.” His voice confirming, hiking her leg up to move himself against her, allowing their hips to grind as his lips parted from hers, returning some of the due care and attention she have his neck, or her own. Hands no longer needing to hold her up, instead merely holding her hip and tugging at the fabric on her body.

✕     Epone’s smile grew wider when he hiked her leg up, and she wrapped it around his waist in turn. He gave her neck attention, but in her lust and desire, she took his face in her hands and gently pulled him up so that she could kiss his lips. 

Closing her eyes, she gave a low whimper into his mouth, and continually rocked her hips up into his, almost animalistic in her desire for him. His hands were working to remove her clothes, so eventually she laid her head back down on the ground and helped, pushing her fingers underneath the leather shorts of a slave that she wore to push them down off her legs, unfortunately having to unwrap her legs from around him to do so.

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“We’ll never get to our new home if we never stop but.” Such bold words from his student, but his eyes and hers were both unyielding. Taking her wrist in his hand, pulling it from his head, bringing it to the front to kiss its back.

Sliding his hand up, locking his fingers with hers he’d answer more clearly if he liked it or not. Leaning to kiss her, to cease her neck teasing and drawn her into another long and deep kiss.

Achilles pushing his body against hers a little more, sliding into her personal space, like a predator taking position on its prey. “You’ve won me with skill, with heart, and now you’ve won my heart. So I’ll be taking you, as compensation.”

Silly talk talk between kisses, but if one couldn’t have fun when in love, what worth was the love. 

✕     Epone blinked and watched her hand as he pulled it from the back of his neck, a small smile unfurling over her full lips as he kissed the skin of her knuckles. She tightened her fingers about his when he pushed his fingers through and her lips parted to smile wider before his mouth pressed to hers, the pair sharing another kiss.

She gave a low breath into his mouth when he pushed his body into hers. Her body wanted his, that was for sure.

“Then take me, Achilles,”  she laughed, pushing her hips up to his suggestively. “I hope you mean that in the romantic way, of course.”

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rianaithe:

    ‘ Did I stutter, girl. ‘ It wasn’t a question but a statement and it was spoken in the most dead of tones and glowing hues staring down her possession. There was no room for question what she had ordered no matter how inappropriate it would be deemed to be, her word was law and her subjects would learn to bend to her will lest they wish for anything but pleasantries with their final moments being painful and drawn out. She would not make it swift but slowly break them under her heel until she heard cracks and soon enough a pop as blood and brains would go everywhere. With no question, there would be no need for her to get hostile after just a short fuse.     She did not move but remained in her spot with arms crossed underneath her bust. Such an interesting display it was, seeing how bony her form was when she removed every article of clothing that she had been wearing except for the few exceptions of her undergarments. That would not pose an issue. Clicking her tongue as she began to walk over to the bed with taloned digits gliding along the olden wood it was made out of. One foot in front of the other, she was slow but all was well worth taking in every detail, even as she now towered over the girl in front of her, she only lifted her chin with index knuckle and an amused smirk to say the least. ‘ Shh, do not speak. ‘     From underneath her chin to caressing her cheek that aforementioned smirk turned to a grin whilst guiding the girl to lie down. Once Katey was situated in the middle of the bed, Kyra joined her, sitting to her left. ‘ There is much I could do to you. After all, I do not take kindly to people breaking what is mine. But, killing you is not what I am after. Oh no, I believe something a little more personal is in order. You know well of what I talk about, do not play coy my little owl. ‘

✕     The sound of her master’s talons against the floor made the fragile blonde wince, her eyes squinting before widening again, Katey seemingly afraid of her approach but resigned to letting it happen. What was she to do? Fly away? She’d never make it. It seemed to take forever for Kyra to get to her, each slow step, each drag of her claws. Katey was nervous. So nervous in fact that her bottom lip trembled just a bit when the dragon was in front of her, tilting her chin up. 

Her cheek burned when Kyra moved her hand from her cheek to stroking her cheekbone, Katey holding her breath as she was guided to lay down on her back, her plush blonde curls rising up around her. It occurred to her that it was harder to cover herself up with her arms this way, so she laced her fingers together over her nonexistent belly, beneath where her ribs formed unsightly canyons in her thin flesh. All skin and bones. No meat for a meal. Her long fingers fiddled slowly together while she turned her head to look at the woman sitting next to her, her face reddening...

... As much as Kyra may not like it, Katey was not playing coy --- she genuinely did not know what Kyra wanted, but she didn’t want to suffer any other kind of punishment.

Oh... She did like it when Kyra referred to her as her little owl, though... That sounded cute... Katey liked that.

“I... I don’t know what you want...,” she answered. She continued, almost like she was in a hurry with how nervous she was, “I-I can do whatever you tell me to do, Master! I’m really sorry!”

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rianaithe:

    Kyra could see how tense she was. As though she expected her hand to have struck her till bloody. It was Kyra’s intention to strike fear into her subjects however not in the sense that she was without reason. ‘ Such an insolent girl, it’s a shame her body is so weak or else she would make for a very fine subject. Mayhap I may be able to fix that. ‘ It was an idea she thought of whilst talking to herself as she took her sweet time down the halls of her vast castle. She wasn’t in any rush, in fact, she had much rather make Katey wait in anticipation of what was to come.      An hour had maybe passed before she had finally shown herself at the frame going into her bedroom. She took a moment look at the large open room with the bed placed along the back center and windows on each side, night stands covered in viles and books and various trinkets along the floor. Every detail had been picked upon before finally landing on the girl waiting patiently for her. ‘ Undress yourself. When you’re done, go sit on the bed over there. ‘

✕     Katey had gotten very bored in the time that it took Kyra to get to her room... The girl had taken to walking around, looking at all the neat things that her master owned, and so much time had passed that when Kyra finally did show up, she scared the daylights out of Katey, who jumped on the spot and held her hands over her heart to calm it down. She stood patiently and waited for Kyra to say something, anything, for her to do, staying politely silent.

Until she was told to undress herself, at which point, Katey gave a small, “Huh?” and furrowed her brows into her fluffy blonde bangs. The girl stood awkwardly for a moment --- she hadn’t misheard at all... Kyra wanted her to take off her clothes and sit on the bed. This seemed... wildly inappropriate... and embarrassing. Katey’s body was ugly, long and skinny, and covered in bruises.

Still, she did as she was told. With trembling hands, she slowly pulled off her outer sweater, folding it neatly and setting it on the floor. Then her second sweater... then the cardigan she wore underneath it. Embarrassed over her now visible scrawny and bruised arms, Katey unzipped the back of her dress and slowly pulled it down, stepping out of it, all the while her round copper hues remaining on Kyra.

Left in her bra, socks, and undewear, Katey thought that was quite enough, so she walked backwards until the bed hit the back of her legs and she sat down, one arm across her chest to cover her small pert breasts and the other across her thighs, which were tightly pressed together. Her toes, too, wiggled uneasily against the floor. Seeking guidance on what further was needed, the lamb asked,  “... Master...?”

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From behind, hands wrap themselves around Katey's neck, and he gives it a gentle squeeze. The reaction is immediate; he feels her start to squeeze more tightly on his erect member inside of her. Kao groans in response, loving the tighter sensation down there. He leans closer down to her ear, breathing gently on the earlobe. "Beg me to fuck ya real good, Katey~" he whispers dirtily. Katey was just so damn sexy in bed, and Kao loved making her submit to him.

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✕     Katey was on her knees in front of him, her back and hips angled in a way to give him access to her sex, holding herself up on shaking arms against his bed. Eventually, those weak frail arms of hers gave way and she had to hold herself up on her forearms. Her long slender back was slick with sweat from their activities, and her hair was a mess. Her thighs were beginning to tremble, but suddenly she received a shot of adrenaline as she felt Kao’s hands come around her neck to gentle choke her, cutting off her breath for a moment.

Almost immediately, a shot of arousal coursed down her spine and across her lower back, and a small delicate breath escaped her lips as her eyes closed. The feeling of his hands around her neck was so good, so sexy, she just couldn’t help it. She loved it when he dominated her; it made her feel so wanted. That he wanted her so much to be aggressive with her despite her fragile body; she loved it and couldn’t get enough.

Katey tilted her head so all her blonde curls would fall to one side, letting him whisper his dirty words to her that drew the blush from her cheeks straight to ears, hot and fast. Her insides clenched around him, and she whispered obediently in a delicate little whimper as she rocked back to push him further inside of her and to press her backside into his hips, “Kao… please… don’t make me wait… that’s cruel…”

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  She had been slightly hunched over, the Dragon all but purring as right hand brushing along her features with interest. Forgiven? Kyra wouldn’t say her slave was forgiven- not yet at least but she would not do well in beating her like a disobedient puppy as she could see that the girl at least put effort forth. But she would certainly make this a night that she wouldn’t soon forget. ‘ You try so hard but every time ends in a failure. I feel sorry for you for being gifted such a curse but you are not forgiven… Not yet. I do believe I have an idea of what to do with you~ Be a good girl and wait for me in my bedroom. I shall be there shortly~ ‘

✕     Katey was embarrassed and it showed on her face. She didn’t like making mistakes and every time she did, she took it to heart --- but rest assured, she did her very best every day and her best just sometimes wasn’t good enough. She waited to hear what her punishment would be with her hands laced together in front of her chest to keep them from shaking. 

Would it be physical punishment? Or... Okay, just go to her bedroom. She could do that. She didn’t know what Kyra needed done in there, but Katey was eager to make up for her mistakes. She nodded shakily and answered, “Yes, ma’am,”  before she turned and walked to Kyra’s bedroom, ending up standing awkwardly in the center, her doe eyes looking around.

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lowkey sits next to bodhmall bc curious dru. "why did you want to become a Druid?"

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✕     “Oh, darling Druime… The path to becoming a Druidess was laid out before me like a path through the woods. I needed only to take a step and I was there…,”  answered, her fingers running through the Archer’s hair as the overly friendly and motherly Caster helped herself. “I will let you in on a secret… I started out as an ordinary little ol’ witch of the wood… but I found my calling in the gods and in nature… and decided to dedicate myself to the service of the gods and the protection of the earth.”

“Does that satisfy your question, sweetheart?”