Emeralds from Mountains,Heartache Gallows>M,Lucien

[daimon]

"As you wish... Mistress." His voice soft, his lips moved away from her skin.
It hurt him to do so... He longed to make love to her again.
His cock was extremely hard for her. How he loved his mistress...
Love? Was that the emotion? He had no idea... It was a strange emotion though.
She mattered to him, he wondered if it was love...

Shaking the feeling of he slowly pulled away from her, standing up now.
His body lean and slender... He nodded.
"Mistress, shall we shower first? Then I can help you with your work... I know a lot more about poisons and weapons then a guy my age should." He mused sweetly. He didnt know why this was true... His history... was little more then a blink to him. He had forgotten it... but he remembered fighting... He remembered the violence that gripped at his soul and the mens faces whom he had slaughtered. Now he stood completley naked in front of his mistress. His body lean from years of fighting and slightly underweight from not eating, because of the detest of human food.

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She bit her lip, harder, enough to cause slight pain, drawing no blood yet. Lucien seemed reluctant . . did he really care for her that much? Of course, Felix could just make him tell her his feelings, but that wasn't the way the werewolf operated. She would like for him to come around on her own. The leaving of his mouth left a slight pang in her heart, just barely there, slowly ebbing away, into deeper territory, like her mind. It questioned her. Do you really care for him? Or is it like a puppy feeling, such as an owner would have?

Standing up as well, both bodies bare, Felix held his hand lightly, a small smile on her face. "Helping me would be great, Lucien," she said sweetly, leading him over to the bathroom, turning to face him, her tone now playful and light as she opened the shower curtain, the combination of the bathtub and shower having enough room for three people at most. "Would you care to join me?"

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"I would love to." He bit his lip slightly.
He looked even more innocent then before.
Slowly he stepped into the shower turning the water on waiting for his mistress as the warm water ran down his body, washing away the evidence of their sex.

He reached out taking her hand lightly.
Kissing her cheek ever so softly, romantically like she was his princess.
He smiled lightly. "mistress...." He whispered cutely running his hand up her cheek leaving a bit of water on her skin.

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She stepped into the shower with him, her bare feet making no noise. Felix smiled, just like a child would, as though they were playing a game of hide-and-seek, or perhaps make-believe, if Lucien were the prince. Her smile grew and he touched her, first with his lips, and then his hand, gentle caress.

The shower was warm, and it washed away their fluids, the proof. Her hand traced his muscles, lightly, looking up at him, her hair getting wet, turning from its usual red to a dark red, her eyes seeking out his, shyly almost, if that. The werewolf wasn't sure what to say, so she simply was silent, enjoying the moment, that much evident.

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His breath was warm against her neck.
Slowly he kissed her skin letting his lips run over her skin slowly, as his arms wrapped around her waist, his cock had already started to harden... His blood ran down his back, it was the blood from the rough sex, he smiled... his wounds had already healed a long time ago... but the blood had dried and now his skin was clean and pale.

He smiled, his black hair was spikey from the water, giving him a emoish look.
He looked at her letting his eyes meet hers. He said nothing instead he simply held her...
his actions speaking louder then any poetry could have.

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Her eyes left his, her head buried in his chest, eyes watery, the tears slipping down and mixing with the water, the salty mixture shared by the two of them. Felix made no noise, still silent, the tears coming with no heart-wrenching sobs. Whether they were from happiness, sadness, or confusion, she wasn't sure. She lifted her head up, brushing his wet hair out of his eyes, those beautiful blue eyes.

Lucien's lips made her smile through the silent crying. She pressed her body to his own, his hardness easily felt, and she was once against at war with herself.

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He noticed the tears... Even throughout the shower he was quick at noticing things.
"why do you cry?" he asked her gently holding her... his cock was hard against her skin now, the tip of it pressing against her thigh. He looked at her his soft blue eyes gazing into her eyes, his look so delicate and innocent.

He looked into her eyes.
"How... Do you feel..." He asked, his question slightly vague...
He was scared of emotions... scared of what he felt for this girl.
Normally he cared nothing for the women he fucked, but she... she was different.
He had a longing pain to hold her close to him, his arms moving around her waist gently moving over her back massaging her with his delicate touch.

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Felix couldn't answer his question, and she smiled, gentle and caring, simple and sweet, not mocking or cruel. Her lips fluttered up to his, a soft kiss, before asking permission to access the inside of Lucien's mouth, wanting to taste him further.

His gentle hands were on Felix's back, and her lower body pressed closer to his, feeling him even more. "I don't know," she said at last, soothed by his caress and the closeness of him. "I can't really say that I've felt like this before." She was completely open to Lucien, never before getting so close to another being in a way such as this.

[daimon]

His lips touched hers slowly pulling her against him as he was now against teh shower wall.
His tongue moved over hers softly. He loved her taste... He loved everything about her... He wondered... did he love her? Slowly the kiss broke as his lips glanced across hers. "Its confusing... Ive... never felt this way about anyone... Normally I fuck a girl and thats the end of it, normally i do not care about anyone... but with you..." He didnt say any more..

instead he just held her.
His lips touching her cheek slowly moving up to her ear.
"I dont know.... Its scary... to think I care." He whispered softly in her ear.
He kissed her ear softly, his cock still hard against her skin, it was a softer moment, a softer time for the two of them... a more passionate time..

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Lucien was impossible to resist, his taste exquisite and wonderful, uniquely addicting, though it was now gentler, softer, things cooling down, the embers still there, no longer a raging fire. The warm water still showering them, she was gently pressed against his body, his arms holding her up. Her trembling on the outside was non-existant, but on the inside, her whole thought proccess was in turmoil. It was so . . confusing, really. This was a whole new thing to Felix, caring for another person like this, as though they were the whole world.

"It's . . amazing," she said, after Lucien had stated such. "Something so new, so wonderful, and overwhelming . . I'm gld, so happy that I'm not alone in this. . "

[daimon]

"I... Care for you...." his voice was innocent and soft slowly as he held her in his arms against him, the warm water moving over him. He moved his hands to take a bit of liquid soap in his fingers and slowly moved it down his neck and chest repeating the process with her as his hands moved over her neck and down her breasts gently lathering the soap onto her body. Slowly he kissed her cheek.

"Ive never cared for anyone before." he admited gently.
Slowly he kissed her ear, gently moving his hands down her soft breasts.
The water was warm and relaxing against them.

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Her body arched, slowly this time, toward Lucien, his lips on Felix's cheek, then her ear, getting a small kiss, as his hands fondled her breasts, a small, quiet moan earned. Everything about Lucien was perfect, every move he made, the way his innocence decieved you, bringing forth greater things.

Her lips captured his in a soft kiss, hearing his statements, the sweet smell of strawberry soap and the two of them in the air, before her lips moved up his jawline, giving his ear a small playful nip, before whispering but eight words, stepping out on a ledge, taking a chance, like walking with fine china in one hand, easily breakable, yet so beautiful. "I think," she said, her voice just above the sound of a breath, "that I just might love you."

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He bit his lip lightly... a small drop of blood ran down dripping on the floor... His eyes were slightly shocked... "I love you to... I know... Its love." He whispered. "I've never wanted to hold someone, and time stop... Ive never had someone make my heart beat for them and only for them... Your the only person who has ever cared for me, the only person who has not showed me the cruel reality of the world. I am unsure of so much, but one thing I know to be true is that..." He whispered it now... still slightly shocked.

"I do love you." He whispered.
It was hard for him to say and he felt something strange... A strange emotion.
Fear... that she would reject him like society had rejected him... but as he gazed into her eyes that fear was broken. His hands moved down her breasts slowly to her hips holding his new lover against him.

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Felix was unstable, his hands the only things keeping her up. It was easy to accept this feeling, the one they both now shared, and she didn't reject it, didn't reject him; on the contrary, it seemed as though it brought her closer to him, more than just physically.

"I don't have to hide from you," she said, her lips coming up to meet his sweetly, a small taste of blood there. The werewolf took in his scent, her tongue flicking out to lick his chest, the soap quickly washed away by the shower. "You're the only person I don't need to wear a mask around. Lucien, you're my life now."

[daimon]

"And your my life... Felix... I dont want you to have to work anymore, in that terriable place... I will fight... and make money... I used to... " He gently kissed her cheek. The feeling of her warm tongue ran over his chest, his skin longing for her. " I was rich... one of the best Mixed martial arts fighters in the world." This much he knew to be true... He was light weight division and his half demon blood gave him a advantage over all human fighters to the extent they were little more then children to him.

slowly his hands slid down her hips.
His tongue gently moving down her neck, his hands moved over her thighs, the warm water flowed over the two of them. "You never have to hide from me... I accept you... completely... " He whispered now in her ear slowly. Blood dripped down his lip as he gently moved up to her lips kissing her again letting his tongue brush across hers.