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Location: Redford Park Time: 08:34. Rose listened carefully as Halie explained that her Daddy provided everything for her, and it made Rose wonder what her Dad did as clearly it was enough to let Halie do what she wanted. Her eyes widened slightly when the girl admitted that she wanted to be a surgeon. To Rose, that was a goal worthy of awe, as she knew it was hard to become a doctor, of any of the fields. Rose hoped that Halie would be able to achieve her goal, and thus be able to dedicate her life to saving the lives of others. She found her respect for the girl rising and she smiled widely at Halie before she blinked in surprise when the girl admitted to liking hunting. Coming from England, Rose had a natural aversion to guns and she doubted that she could ever hold one in her life. The thought of hunting was a little scary to her, and she shivered slightly, “Ah… I’ve never been hunting in my life. I don’t even know how to use a gun.” Rose admitted with a nervous laugh. Her smile when completely dropped at Halie’s next questions and she couldn’t help but to wince a little. She didn’t respond at first, instead watching Shane as he bounded after the stick that she had thrown for him. Finally, she gave a small shrug, “On my days off… yeah, I’m alone. I love my parents very much but… even when I don’t have the day off I’m alone most of the time. My Dad spends most of his time outside of the house… usually at the gym, or going to a bar. He even sometimes spends the nights away. I have quite the good relationship with him. My mother though… I’m not even sure if there is a relationship there. If she isn’t at work, she’s at home and just sits in the living room staring at the television until she goes to bed. I doubt she would realise I was there even if I danced naked in front of her. Mum and Dad aren’t having a good time with each other… they’ve tried to hide it from me, but I know they don’t sleep in the same bed anymore.” Rose said, not entirely sure why she was spilling everything onto a complete stranger, but it felt good to talk about these problems. She took a deep breath before she went on to say, “I… had a sister. Aimie. But she died ten years ago. I don’t think my parents have ever gotten over it. It’s one of the reasons why we moved here from England. To try and get away from the memories but I think she haunts us even more… but yeah, my parents aren’t going to be back home until about eight this evening. I’ve got the entire day to myself.” She kicked a stone at her feet, watching as it bounced off of a tree before rolling down into a small stream. She was feeling rather down now, as she hated being reminded of the little sister that she had lost. Shane came came back, his tail wagging as he dropped his stick at her feet. She bent over, picking it up before throwing it away again, watching as the canine jumped away from her in pursuit of it.

@Aura I don't have any current plans for the character. He's labelled as an Onlooker at the moment, but he's able to be both Blackmailer and Victim depending on RP circumstances. He has reasons to be both. Amelia is good, although I imagine you will be wanting to keep her relatively close to Jasmine? Amelia is at the limit of the age I am willing to RP publicly so I'm not to sure on the suitability there and I don't want to ruin any plans you have regarding Amelia and Jasmine.

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Location: Daedrin’s Blacksmith, Selil Marketplace. Daedrin watched as the stable master brought the two animals up to them, who were several hands smaller than his own mount. It did sometimes make Daedrin wonder how human bred horses were able to support weight of any kind, but he knew that they were suitable for what they wanted. He turned his head towards Izanagi when the man made his request, one of his slender eyebrows arching slightly before he gave a slight nod and looked back at the two beasts. The Courser horse, the mare, was slightly smaller than the stallion. He stepped towards the white horse, reaching up and running a hand across its cheek as he peered into her dark eyes as the animal observed him calmly, not afraid of a strange human touching her. He stepped to her side, running a hand down her curved neck and eyeing down her body. She was slightly leaner than the other horse, with a frame built for speed. Her coat was a good colour, with no sign of any abuse. His hand moved down, feeling her shoulder before moving down to her front leg but again, the horse wasn’t bothered. He bent down, gripping her leg and forcing it up as he inspected the shoe. “She was reshod the other day. The stallion a week ago.” The stable master said, causing Daedrin to grunt slightly in reply as he lowered the foot and straightened. He stepped further forward until he was at the horses hindquarters. He glanced back, seeing that she wasn’t bothered by his close proximity despite being out of her line of sight. A number of horses often became nervous, so this was a good sign. He checked the hind leg, testing its flexibility and the smoothness of the joint. He then moved around behind the horse, patting her on the rump, “She’s a good horse.” He commented quietly. He then turned his attention to the stallion. He wasn’t as lean as the mare, with more muscles and a more powerful hindquarters that made his hind legs more springy so while he was stronger, he was still quite fast. He moved to the front of the horse, stroking its neck as he observed the face of the animal who regarded him calmly. He then moved so the animals front leg, touching its muscles in a similar way to the way he had the mare. He lifted the horses front leg up, looking at the horses shoe, seeing that it was still in very good condition meaning that it was a professional job. He lowered the foot, moving down to the animals hindquarters, inspecting the shoe on the hind leg. As he moved around the animal, he saw that the animal turned his head, watching Daedrin but not reacting. Daedrin came back around, patting the stallion on his shoulder before he went to join Izanagi again, “They’re both very good horses. It’s a take your pick, really. The mare will be faster, and thus good at moving around the battlefield. She will also be the cheaper option. The Destrier though, is physically stronger and thus able to carry more weight. They both seem to have a suitable enough temperament.” He said, before looking at the stable master, “Price?” He asked. “The stallion is fifty gold, sir. The mare is thirty.” The stable master replied. Daedrin turned to look back at Izanagi, “It’s your choice, really.” He said, before turning his head to look at the two horses as they waited patiently for Izanagi to make a choice between the two.

Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy Alvina nodded her head at his request, “Of course.” She said understandingly as she turned so that she was no longer facing him and left the room. Just before she left, she said, “I’ll try and make sure that no one else comes in while you’re here. Just knock on the door if you want me to come back in, alright?” She turned back to him, giving him a sweet smile before she stepped through the door and closed it behind her. She let out a sigh of relief as she leaned against the door. Truth be told, she was just as glad to get out of there. While David wasn’t a bad looking guy, she had never seen a guy naked before and she didn’t think she could cover up her embarrassment. She certainly wouldn’t be able to get that image out of her head for weeks to come, and if he was working there she was certain to see him frequently. She doubted that either of them could live with the embarrassment. Alvina looked up and down the corridor, seeing that it was completely empty and quiet. It was quite boring and she was going to have to wait here for an hour or so. She winced, before she reached into her pocket and pulling out her phone. She checked the battery, finding that it had plenty of power left. She opened up one of her games and started playing it, hoping to be able to waste the time while waiting for David to be finished. She just hoped that she had enough games to distract her, but a part of her doubted it. She could go on social media, but she wasn’t a big social media user, only using it to keep in touch with a few of her school friends. She hated the vapid posts that she found, that made her roll her eyes and then exit the app. No, she would stick to her games and perhaps browsing the internet for something to read while waiting.

Location: Redford Park Time: 08:33. Rose looked up at Halie in surprise, her blue eyes widening slightly at the girls offer. She paused for a moment before she continued walking, “A… are you sure? I mean, Shane is very good with other animals but… you should always be careful. I could always leave him at home… mum and dad are at work at the moment, but he’s used to being on his own, even if it’s a few hours. He’s not like he used to be.” Rose said, before she giggled softly, “Once when he was younger, we left him alone in the house and he tossed up all the cushions on the sofa, and knocked all the pillows off of the bed. He didn’t break anything but…” Rose shook her head slightly, “He’s a good boy though.” She added, looking at the german shepherd with affection. Shane padded over to them, his tail wagging furiously. Rose petted him on top of the head before she bent down and picked up a stick off of the ground. She then threw it, causing Shane to chase after it. Rose glanced up at Halie again, reaching up to rub the back of her neck as she nervously asked, “So… what… what is it that you do?” She asked before she shyly looked away again hoping that her question wasn’t too presumptuous, watching as Shane came running back with the stick in his mouth. Rose grabbed the stick, wrestling with the dog for a few moments before she yanked it from his mouth before throwing it off again with a smile as she watched her best friend running off after it. She was glad that her father had bought Shane, after they had moved to this city. She couldn’t imagine her life without him, and his presence had become a reassurance to her and became the companion that her little sister never was. Location: Convenience shop, and on-route to Winter Flowers. Time: 08:40 It only took a few minutes for Zack to reach the shop in question, a small local convenience shop. He walked to the entrance, the doors opening sluggishly before him as he stepped into the building. The rather dull, quiet sound of music tickled his ears, with the slight screeching sound that came with poor quality speakers. He looked to his left where the till was, to see a middle aged man sitting at the counter reading a newspaper that was spread out before him on the till. The man looked up and saw Zack, giving him a slight nod before returning his attention back to the papers. Zack turned his gaze back to the shop before him before he walked deeper inside. He had been here so many times that his steps were subconscious and took his straight to his first stop. The alcohol. He needed a drink, almost as badly as he needed something to smoke. His eyes roamed over the choices that the shop had. It was mainly watery beer and lager, certainly nothing compared to his home country. He hated american hop drinks. His eyes moved over to the spirits to see what they had, and saw only one thing he wanted. Whiskey. He reached out, taking down a bottle before he turned and walked towards the cash desk. As he passed through one of the isles, he picked up a packet of sour cream and chive crisps, or chips as the American’s called them. Zack still wasn’t used to the various names, and sometimes found himself staring at a dumbfounded expression when he used crisps, instead of chips. Or chips instead of fries. He was trying his best, though. It was something embarrassing when it happened and he hated being embarrassed. He reached the counter and put the two items on the counter as he said, “Pack of twenty please as well as a lighter.” The cashier pulled away from his news paper as he turned and picked up a packet of twenty cigarettes. He put them down next to the whiskey before picking up a disposable lighter and adding it to the pile. The man then pressed his slightly chubby finger against the worn buttons of the till register with loud clicking sounds. Zack reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He opened it up, taking out the number of notes he needed as he had learnt the amount from memory. He threw them down on the counter, to which the cashier picked them up and put them into the till before giving over his change. Zack put it away into his wallet, before slipping his wallet into his pocket again as the cashier was putting his items into a plastic bag. Zack gave the man a nod of thanks, before he picked up his bag and walked out of the shop and started walking back towards the flower shop. He had only turned the corner when he stopped, turning to lean against the wall. He reached into the bag and pulled out the packet of cigarettes as he undid the plastic wrapping and opened up the box. He pulled out one of the smooth sticks and put it between his lips as he put the cigarette packet into his pocket. He took out the lighter, holding his hands up to shield from the breeze as he lit his cigarette. He pulled the smoke into his mouth, holding it with one hand as he slipped the lighter into his pocket as well. He pulled the cigarette away as he inhaled the smoke into his lungs. Almost instantly, he could feel the irritation burning beneath his skin fade away, as his muscles relaxed. He sighed out the smoke, closing his eyes for a moment before he lifted the stick to his mouth again and took another pull of it. He had decided to have a well deserved smoke before he headed back to the shop, and Silvia’s cold shoulder. He wished Rose was there, as she acted as a good buffer between the two of them. One of the things that pissed him off the most about the whole situation, was that Silvia’s attitude was hurting their only living daughter. He could see how much it upset Rose, and Zack thought it was disgusting that Silvia was just pushing her own daughter away like that.

Location: Daedrin’s Blacksmith, Selil Marketplace. Daedrin nodded at Izanagi’s answer, pleased to hear it. Still, he doubted the man had much experience in purchasing the horse so he would need to make sure that the one they bought had the right kind of temperament. With where they were going, a skittish horse that scared easily would not be a good match up. It would end up running off at the first hint of trouble. Daegrin nuzzled at his shoulder lightly and he reached up with his free hand to rub against the Aelda’s nose as he continued leading them towards the stables on the edge of the city, close to the Northern entrance. When they reached the stable, after walking in complete silence, Daedrin paused as he looked upon the paddock where they could see a few horses grazing. A few of them looked to have potential, but they needed to talk to the stablemaster. He moved forwards, stopping outside of the stable to tie Daegrin’s reins to the wooden pole along with a couple of other horses. Daedrin then turned to Izanagi, “Come on.” He said, before turning and leading him through a human door, having to duck slightly due to the fact that he was extremely tall for a human of this time period. As soon as they stepped inside of the building, they could see various stalls that were occupied by several horses. On the far end, there was a large open door, where they could see out into the paddock they had saw earlier when they approached. A man approached them, a smile on his lips, “Hello, young sirs. How may I help you?” He asked, holding his hand out to shake however Daedrin did not reach out to take it. The man's smile turned a little awkward, before he lowered his hand and glanced between the two, clearly very curious about the odd pair. “We’re after a horse of a strong temperament. One that does not scare easily and yet… is suitable for a relatively green rider.” Daedrin said, getting straight to the point without bothering with the pleasantries. The man frowned slightly in thought, his lips pulling to the side slightly, “Mm. Such horses are rare… and pricey. Most horses like that are usually quickly bought for the Kings army… if you would wait here, young sirs, I will go and have a look for you.” He said, bowing his head slightly before he moved off. Daedrin crossed his arms over his chest, tapping his fingers along his upper arm, hoping that this wouldn’t take too long. Location: Along the river Adil, Ildgara. Rayvenne’s peaceful thoughts were broken when Liva spoke up, asking how long it would take to get to Dragon’s Eye. She frowned slightly in thought, before she replied, “A few days, a week at most if we keep at this pace. It usually takes a few weeks on foot, especially since travelling along the mountain pass can be tricky on feet. Not that it’s stopped people before. But one of the main problems is the fact that it’s a traders route, so you have a lot of caravan track marks that can make it annoying to people on foot.” She didn’t look back as she spoke, her eyes gazing out in front as she gently guided Maedoc through the meandering trees. She wasn’t planning on increasing their pace just yet, only when Liva was more comfortable on the horse. She could sense Maedoc’s impatience, though. The large stallion wanted nothing more than to run and show off. While Rayvenne didn’t like the horse showing off while she was riding, she often let him run to his heart's content, as she enjoying riding a running horse. It gave her quite the thrill, to feel the wind in her hair and the power of the beast beneath her. She reached forwards and petted Maedoc on the neck gently, causing the animal to snort slightly and lift his head up for a moment. She then looked over her shoulder and said, “Let me know when you’re ready to go a little faster. I feel Maedoc might run anyway if that’s not soon, due to his impatience.” She sounded more amused than she did annoyed, and her amusement was towards the animal that they were riding. She knew Maedoc well, and while she was amused, she was not joking. Maedoc could be quite rebellious when he wanted to be.

Rowan paused when Natia begged him him to fuck her. The blunt spoken, dirty words that she used sent an excited thrill down his spine. He almost couldn’t resist her, but firmly kept himself in line. He wanted to take his time enjoying this feast. Her words only told him that, thus far, he was doing everything right. Making her so needy that her nervousness was forgotten about. His lips curved in a smile as he pulled away from the nipple that he had been torturing, “In good time, my Natia.” He purred at her before he switched his mouth to the other nipple. He wrapped his lips around it, twirling his tongue against the rock hard nub. He sucked on it gently, pressing his lips down onto it to cause pressure as his tongue began to flick back and forth to stimulate her. He watched her flushed face, enjoying the look of wanton lust in her beautiful purple eyes that had captivated him upon first seeing her. Eyes that had begun as full of fear and wariness towards him, only to melt into loving affection. It made him happy that he was the one that put that loving affection there, a sight that no one else would be able to see from her. Rowan pulled away from her nipple, giving it one last flick of his tongue before he smirked at her before he began to move downwards once again towards his goal. As he moved further down, he pressed his lips against her taunt, flat stomach to kiss the soft flesh lovingly. He continued moving down until his face was hovering over her most intimate parts, and he couldn’t help the smirk that curved on his lips. The smell of her arousal was thick on the air, smelling sweet and compelling, urging him to keep going and to never stop. His slender fingers gripped her thighs, pushing them up slightly and spreading her legs. With what he was about to do, he didn’t particularly fancy having her thighs try and squeeze his head off. He had experienced that before with some women who weren’t able to control themselves in the throws of passion. He couldn’t blame them, but he always made the precaution to have a hold of their thighs to fight against their natural urge to close their legs. With her pussy completely exposed, Rowan leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on her engorged clit. He could already feel how wet she was, which told him that he was doing a good job of preparing her for what was to come. His warm tongue then pressed against her clit, applying pressure to it before his tongue slid down further her soaking wet slit to taste more of her juices. They tasted incredible. So sweet and addicting. He couldn’t seem to get enough of it. His tongue travelled further down, brushing against her swollen pussy lips before he came to where the entrance to her pussy was. He allowed his tongue to probe gently, not being forceful and not pushing too deep. He could feel resistance against his tongue and knew that she had a hymen that would be broken when he finally took her. He swirled his tongue around the sensitive entrance, almost moaning at how amazing her virgin juices tasted. He then moved his mouth back up, making sure that his tongue licked up her entire slit, pasting her virgin lips. He then wrapped his lips around her swollen clit and sucked on it gently before pressing his tongue against it before swirling it around in circles, making sure not to slip up underneath the clitoral hood. He pressed his mouth harder against her as he continued stimulating her clit with his tongue, watching her closely to see her reaction.

Eheh. Yes. Yes I do. It's my way of saying 'hello' to people! That's... my quirk lol

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Devlyn’s lips curved in a smirk as he watched Aria’s hand move downwards, before fingers pressed themselves into her cum filled cunt. As she began to pleasure herself, he watched with intense white eyes, delighted that she had obeyed him without even a hint of hesitation or protest. Such a good little pet she was. He was going to enjoy having her around to sate his every desire. His cock, which had been half-hard at this point, throbbed and twitched when the words spilled from her lips, stroking his ego and making him want to growl softly in desire. Yes, she was a very good little pet, who seemed to know what Devlyn wanted to hear in her worship of him. As she continued pleasuring herself, his cock became rock hard once again. It was still glistening with her juices, but Devlyn ignored it in favour of the erotic display in front of him. His tongue emerged from his mouth to run across his lips as he saw her back arching before he watched as her cum sprayed from the depths of her cunt, causing the clear liquid to splatter against the wooden floor. A deep chuckle emerged from deep within his chest, his eyes narrowing slightly as she spoke again. He chuckled again, before saying, “Yes. And you’re a very good girl, Aria. Thus… you deserve a reward. Come over here, and suck on the cock that took your virginity. Your Masters cock.” He uncrossed his arms, placing his hands on the edge of the table and using it to keep himself up as his cock throbbed slightly. He kept his eyes on her, wondering how she would move over to him. He would give her bonus points if she moved in a seductive manner, although he was on two minds on that since a number of women didn’t know what seductive was unless it smacked itself around their faces. So he remained where he was, waiting for her to move over to him and to see what she did.

Rowan’s lips twitched up into a smile when she spoke softly. He leaned down, kissing her lower lip gently before he whispered back, “Patience, my love.” He gently licked her lip before he pulled his mouth away from hers. He moved down slightly, his lips brushing against the pale skin of her jaw, leaving behind soft butterfly kisses as he went. He moved down until he was greeted by the collar around her neck. The sight of it made him feel sad, because he knew its purpose. He imagined that she felt incomplete without her abilities, and he sympathised with that. He would feel lost and confused without his own abilities, even though his were not of the same category as her own. Despite that, he still wouldn’t like it if his abilities had been stolen from him like that. He kissed the skin just above the collar before he trailed his warm tongue over her flesh as he moved to the side of her neck. With a slight smirk he latched his mouth onto her neck where he began to suck gently, sinking his teeth lightly into her skin to cause pressure but not hard enough to hurt her. He continued for several moments before he pulled away and observed the love bite that he had left behind. “Perfect.” He murmured softly before leaning down and licking at the small mark before placing a light kiss on it. He had left the mark as a fulfillment of her wish. To mark her as his, and he felt that she looked absolutely stunning with it. He moved down lower, going down past the collar as he kissed along her collarbone, delighting in the slightly salty taste of her skin which acted almost like a delicate seasoning to the real feast of her body. Even Gavrilovich’s cooking paled in comparison to this. He smiled slightly at that thought as he moved down until he came to her beautiful, perky nipples. He glanced up at her, a slightly mischievous look in his golden eyes before he leaned down and ran his tongue over the left hardening nub before gently bringing it into his mouth and sucking on it gently. His fingers moved up across her stomach, stroking the pale skin before his right hand moved further up to brush his slender fingers across the neglected nipple, swiping his thumb across it. His tongue swirled around the nipple in his mouth, before flicking it from side to side to stimulate the sensitive nub. His right hand gently took the nipple between this thumb and forefinger, where he applied light pressure, as he knew that women tended to get more pleasure from pressure with their nipples. He gently rolled the nub between his fingers, tweaking it gently. He was going slowly on purpose, so that he could enjoy her reactions to every touch that he brought down upon her. He wanted to see how she reacted to what he did, and to find all the sweet, sensitive spots so that he could bring her mind-blowing pleasure. He wanted to make her first time memorable so that she would never forget it, even if the two of them did part. He didn’t like that thought, but there was always the possibility. Not only that, but he was taking his time to make sure that she was properly relaxed before they got to the real fun part. He wasn’t sure if her people had a hymen like humans or some Keza’s did but he had enough experience to know that it hurt when the hymen broke. He wanted to avert that as much as possible for Natia, and to do that he needed to make her not only relaxed, but as aroused as possible. His own cock, throbbing with need, was ignored. He was solely focused on Natia, and the waiting would only make it that much sweeter in the end.

Same here, and it's going to be a very interesting story too.

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Location: Along with Ageon River, North of Rosayia Forest. [[Moved to Side Story: Loving Confessions.]] Location: Outside Daedrin's home, Upper Selil. Daedrin nodded at Izanagi’s request before leading Daegrin down the path towards the gates. He glanced over at his companion and said, “Please close the stable door behind us.” He then turned back around, trusting the man to do as he was asked. He approached the gate, letting go of Daegrin’s reigns causing the animal to remain still. Daedrin unlocked the padlock on the gate before swinging it open. He returned to his mount and lead him through before waiting for Izanagi to exit the property as well, before he closed and locked the gate behind them. Now that was done, he took Daegrin’s reigns and began to lead the way out of the city through the gate where he knew there was a stable nearby that sold horses. He didn’t mount Daegrin and begin riding, as Izanagi wouldn’t be able to keep up with him plus he felt it was a little rude to be riding while his companion was forced to walk on his own two feet. Besides, he also felt that it was a hassle riding a horse through the city due to the amount of people who would eye him with irritation as they were forced to step out of the way, especially for a horse as large as Daegrin who was bigger than one of the largest horse breeds, the Shire Horse. Daedrin walked on in silence for a while, content with it before a question came to mind and he looked over at Izanagi with a small, thoughtful frown. He had no idea if this man could even ride a horse. If he couldn’t, that might cause some problems because it meant that Daedrin would need to teach him and that could prove troublesome. While Daedrin was a patient teacher, learning to ride a horse was not child's play, and if they had a horse with a bad temperament then it could be even more trouble. So, deciding to just ask, Daedrin spoke up in his quiet voice, “Izanagi? Do you know how to saddle and ride a horse?”

Warning: This Side Story will contain scenes of a graphic nature. This includes, but is not limited to, Heterosexual sex, First time. If you find either of these themes distasteful, then please do not read. Participants: Rowan and Natia Description: After rescuing Natia from Rosayia Forest, Rowan and Natia have begun to grow closer to each other as a love has started to blossom between the two, and the tension between them has reached breaking point. The two have stopped in a small clearing where they have made a frank admission to their feelings for one another and they have become more intimate with one another in their desire to give each other everything. -x-x-x-x-x-x-x- Rowan watched as Natia bit her lip, causing him to shiver slightly as a stab of desire shot through him. It was such a small, endearing gesture that struck a chord deep inside of him. He found it absolutely adorable, and he had to restrain himself from kissing her face off. He stilled as he listened to her words, her silent offer to give him everything. His will could not deny her such a request. She had managed to neatly wrap him around her little finger and she hadn’t even realised it. He smiled at her in return, “Then I will show you just what you mean to me.” He told her in a soft whisper, his lips brushing against hers for a moment before he began to kiss her again. The pressure was light, the kiss almost chaste as his hands moved, lightly tracing down her pale neck before moving down her sides in light, teasing touches. As his hands settled on her pale thighs, he started to deepen the kiss, pressing his tongue into her mouth as the kiss became more passionate and heated. He wasn’t that surprised to find that she tasted like wild fruits, a taste that suited her and a taste that he found addicting. As he distracted her with his mouth, his fingers moved up underneath the tunic that she was wearing. He delighted in the feeling of her soft flesh under his fingertips, both soft and warm at the same time. It made him desire more of her. Already his own cock was reacting, but he ignored it in favour of putting his entire focus on Natia. His hands slipped up further, causing the tunic to hitch up as he ran his hands up her sides as he explored her small, slim body. He marvelled at how delicate she felt, and yet he couldn’t help but to want more. His hands moved around her back, before pulling her closer to him so that their bodies were pressed against each other, sharing their warmth with one another. A groan almost made its way out of his throat, because of how perfectly her body molded to him, as if she belonged there. He just wanted to clutch her to him, and never let her go. As his lungs started to protest the lack of air, Rowan pulled back, panting softly. He couldn’t help but to give her sweet lips one more kiss before pulling backwards slightly. He looked at her, an amused twinkle in his eyes before he suddenly pulled the tunic up and off of her. Instead of throwing it aside though, he put it down in front of him so that he could use it to make Natia more comfortable, so that the sticks wouldn’t be poking up into her painfully. Considering what she was like, and how her people lived, it seemed fitting that her first time would be outside in the wilderness like this. But now that she was naked, he pulled back to roam his eyes over her body as he drank in the sight of her flesh on full display, “Beautiful…” He murmured softly before looking up into her eyes once again before leaning forwards and capturing her lips for another searing kiss. He was having trouble controlling his lustful desire for her, but he was managed to keep a leash on himself. His desire to make her feel good, to give her mind-blowing pleasure far outweighed his desire to just fuck her. She was too precious to him to simply use to get his rocks off. His hands moved once again, moving up her sides before lightly gripping her shoulders. With his grip on her, he shifted them, moving them so that Natia was now lying down on the tunic that he had stripped from her. He pulled back from the kiss, gazing down into her eyes to see her reaction.

It would be, and I would be more than happy for her to have that achievement. Otherwise, I'm not sure who else could seal Xenoth away within the vase. Rowan certainly doesn't have the required skills otherwise I imagine he would enjoy doing that. But if the two are reunited at that point, he would certainly help Natia however he can.

Oh he's certainly going to be cruel alright. But hmm... With his next host, Xenoth was actually sealed within a crystal vase. Could it be that Natia is the one that put him in there? The next host is a servant boy of a Lord who... possibly, took over Xenoth's old estates. Or rather, his ancestors did and passed it down until the point where Xenoth escapes. That would tie in absolutely fantastically with the other RP I am doing with Kal, with the new host.

It does and when Xenoth is doing his whole manipulation thing, she can try and cling to the memories to keep herself sane. Although in her dreams, Xenoth will use that against her (like if she's dreaming about her first time with Rowan, he will impose himself in there just to be a dick. It will confuse her to no end). And that's certainly doable. I doubt Xenoth will know what her collar is for, and would want to put his own around her neck. Mm. Divine purpose... like a reason she can use such powers? Like... I dunno? Xenoth intending on enslaving everyone? He's an ancient, evil spirit. Would that be Divine purpose enough? *edit* Also, I've thus far called the Side Story "Loving Confessions". If you have a better name, let me know please xD

Alright. It's nice to let them have a little bit of happiness before everything goes to shit... lol

So... it's perfect to have them reunite later on, then xD It will certainly shock Rowan and he might not know how to react. Although he is likely to be fuming at Xenoth because Natia is unlikely to be the sweet, innocent girl he fell in love with. Speaking of which; did you want me to set up a side story when I next post?

@Aura I could almost feel bad for what Xenoth will be doing to Natia in the future. Almost. lol

Location: Along with Ageon River, North of Rosayia Forest. When Natia spoke about how others used her people, Rowan gave a slow nod as he understood that most of the time, that would be the case. It was unfortunate, but that was the way of the world especially when you had greedy people who were willing to step on others just to get what one wants. However his sombre mood melted away into a smile when she moved on to talk about him and he knew from her words that she was grateful for everything that he had done for her. She had not turned a blind eye to it all, and was truly thankful. In response to that, he said, “That’s because I’m not like most people.” He vaguely wondered what her reaction would be if she realised he wasn’t quite what he said he was. That he wasn’t just another nameless traveller. If he kept her with him, she was bound to find out sooner or later, but he didn’t want to reveal that card just yet. He didn’t know if it would frighten her to know that he was a Prince. Besides, he could understand what she was saying when it came to others using her people. People tended to try and use him for their own gain as well, simply because of his relation to his father. It was one of the reasons why he did not want to inherit his father’s throne. Having to deal with the mental mind games of power hungry bastards was tiring. He didn’t know how his father did it and was glad he wasn’t the named successor. But then his father had yet to name which son would take the throne when he died. Knowing his father as well as he did, Rowan could only guess that, that bastard would leave it in his will and not mention it until he died. He was brought out of his thoughts when Natia shifted slightly, her face coming closer to him. Once again, Rowan felt that fluttery feeling in his stomach as his heart sped up. His entire focus was riveted on Natia. The sound of her soft breathing, the beat of her heart which matched his beat for beat. The words she then spoke caused Rowan’s breath to freeze in his throat and his entire body seemed to still for a moment, including his heart. A warm feeling spread throughout his body, causing him to unfreeze and for muscles that he didn’t realise were tense, to relax. His lips twitched up in a smile as his golden eyes glinted with the happiness he felt at hearing those words. He felt almost giddy and he wanted nothing more than to clutch Natia to him and never let her go. His smile widened as her beautiful face reddened in her sweet little blush, making his heart ache in want at the endearing gesture. Rowan’s hands moved of their own accord, gently stroking up the sides of her slim body before they came to rest on her flaming cheeks, feeling the warmed of her smooth flesh. He stroked his thumb against her cheek in a tender gesture. At this moment in time, the rest of the world didn’t exist for him. His smile widened at her, “I love you too, Natia… and I want you to be mine…” He told her, his voice barely above a whisper, his voice filled with as much love and affection he could manage. He then added, “And because of that, I won’t do anything that you’re not comfortable with.” He said that, to let her know that there was nothing he was going to pressure her into, that they would move at a pace that she was comfortable with. The movement of his thumb paused on her cheek before he pulled her face forwards those precious inches until their lips met as he put as much tenderness into it as he could muster, revelling at the feeling of her soft lips against his. After a moment, he pulled back and pressed their foreheads together as he smiled at her, his fingers moving up into her hair to lightly caress her scalp.

@Aura I finally got around to replying. Sorry for making you wait ><