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Post by Alluvia on Mar 8, 2007 18:47:36 GMT -5
Alluvia noted the sadness in his response and in the way he sought to relieve the tension. To her dismay, it aroused in her an acute compulsion to touch him, to offer comfort. Alas, she was able to fight back her impulses, and instead, she stood there, gazing up at him with a startling expression of sorrow softening her regal features.
[glow=blue,2,300]If you should ever reach that limit, then I shall take responsibility for your actions, Thalldyn.[/glow]
Trying unsuccessfully to ignore his bare, powerfully muscled torso, Alluvia bit back a witty response to his desire-glazed orbs. Even as she watched him leap up into the air, though, she felt a shameful heat flooding her body. Instinctively, she knew that he would be a good lover and mate. In an attempt to slow the quickening of her pulse, she tried to think of what he had said just before.
[glow=blue,2,300]If you are in need of a shower still, I know of some places nearby where you can bathe in relative solitude.[/glow]
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Post by Snickerspods on Mar 8, 2007 20:49:48 GMT -5
((LOL, I do enjoy creating moments that cause your spine to tingle. Gotta love your intense moments, hehe **evil grin**))
Thalldyn’s eyes flashed with an unidentified emotion and his words were slow and grudging,
“You should be more careful with your words your highness, if I was any other male I would take that as an invitation to ravish you without any thoughts of guilt.” He dearly wished to be that other male and throw all pretence to the wind; outwardly the only sign of his internal desires a slight twitch of his fingers.
He saw her throat twitch with the increase in her pulse and a fiendish smile played across his handsome face.
“Something tells me however that if I were to ravish you, you would not reject me, though you would regret it in the morning and I could not stand your regret.” His eyes and voice were earnest, even as he felt his body tingling with the notion.
“A shower you say? Yes I would appreciate the commodity, please if you are not afraid to be so near to me lead on.” When she did not immediately make to lead on he stepped forward and trailed his fingertips across her lean belly, “Yes, an extremely cold shower is what I need.” He said as blood rushed to certain parts of his anatomy, unconsciously licking his lips.
He jerked his hand away as he felt himself loosing his usually iron control, Alluvia was the first individual to ever sway his control. As he forced himself back into submission his fists clenched as an outward sign of his exertions.
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Post by Alluvia on Mar 9, 2007 18:21:54 GMT -5
((lol, I love spine-tingling moments!))
The blood rushed to Alluvia's cheeks as Thalldyn twisted her words around. He always managed to make her very conscious of his seductive masculinity as well as her own disgraceful desires.
[glow=blue,2,300]You know that is not what I meant, Thalldyn. Besides, unlike you, my will is stronger than what you may believe.[/glow]
She smiled to herself, hoping that her gentle rebuke would help keep his lust at bay. Unfortunately, she was wrong, and a tingle of fear and uncertainty ran down her spine as he moved toward her and closed the distance between them. Even though she hated to admit it, his nearness was intimidating. Even so, she raised her chin, defiantly meeting his smoldering gaze. She refused to cower before him, although her heart had begun hammering like a drum.
[glow=blue,2,300]There are freshwater falls not many yards to the west. You may bathe there, while I shall stay here.[/glow]
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Post by Snickerspods on Mar 12, 2007 19:04:27 GMT -5
Thalldyn’s body stiffened imperceptibly when she rejected him. He was being irrational he knew but she was the first maiden he had ever dared to care for, her rejection was something he could not bare without some irritation. His body had stiffened yes, but he still retained that lithe lucid alertness.
His eyes in response became solid hammered steal, no emotions other than calm cool distance showed through. His voice when he spoke was level and if she had not heard his relaxed emotion charged voice she could not have guessed it was not his normal tone. He stepped back from her and nodded his head briskly.
“Yes your highness, I will proceed there now.”
As he moved past her he stopped for a millisecond. His eyes and tone, though still hard and calm softened slightly from the flinty steel they had become.
“If you have need of me you have only to summon me with your heart, the ring will guide me to you.”
And with that he briskly trotted away, his nimble hooves automatically finding impossible footholds so his path was trackless. He no longer needed the cold water to cool his desires, now he needed the pool to calm his anger and soothe his irritation. He passed his hand over his necklace, the white gold metal shivered in response to his absent action. The ring on Alluvia’s finger would have mirrored the metals reaction.
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Post by Alluvia on Mar 20, 2007 18:21:28 GMT -5
Alluvia winced to see such cold distance after his earlier warmth. If anything, she had not expected such a response to her rebuke. Even though she was slightly hurt by his emotional indifference, she resolved to reply with the utmost civility. He would have to learn that she would not be led around so easily like a lusty tavern wench.
[glow=blue,2,300]Take as long as you want. I shall still be here.[/glow]
She let out her breath in sigh as she watched him leave. Oh dear, he looks quite angry and irritated with me, she thought, And yet, I am the one feeling guilty....I have done nothing wrong! Her thoughts were interrupted momentarily by a vibration of her ring. Surprised, she gazed down at the ring around her finger and touched it, a thoughtful frown creasing her forehead.
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Post by Snickerspods on Apr 15, 2007 20:48:06 GMT -5
As Thalldyn moved he felt an answering buzz from his amulet, a soft smile touched his lips. So she was thinking of him, not consciously summoning him but still thinking of him. He brought his dark legs to a silent halt and let the anger and heat leach out of him, letting the warm affability replace it. He turned and walked back slowly to where he had left the Queen.
His eyes couldn’t help but follow the curve of her shoulder from his position behind her as he approached. With an effort he forced his eyes up and rested them on the gleaming back of her head, in a soft gentle tone he spoke.
“Forgive me your highness,” he waited a beat. “Alluvia, my actions were rude and churlish I am not usually so.
You seem to have that affect on me.” The smile that hovered over his lips was wry.
His eyes had melted back to their generous warmth but now they were absent of the charged desire, instead they were simply gentle and placid though no less intense for it.
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Post by Alluvia on Apr 16, 2007 18:00:09 GMT -5
Hearing his voice behind her, she turned around to face him as he spoke. Her own chocolate eyes remained calm and collected when they rose to meet his eyes. Regrettably, she tended to affect others in the same manner without any voluntary thoughts or actions. It was a curse placed on those in high leadership positions. A wavering smile appeared as she replied,
[glow=blue,2,300]Apology accepted though you may not find me so forgiving next time.[/glow]
She meant it as a warning, but in truth, did not know what she would do if he became affected by her presence again. She felt that could forgive him for anything, and it scared her. How could she be so trusting and feel so much about someone she hadn’t known for very long? She was drawn to him, and yet, wary of him.
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Post by Snickerspods on Apr 17, 2007 3:52:27 GMT -5
Dio! Thaldyn thought as he noticed the guarded but magnetic look in her eyes, resorting to the tongue he had been raised amongst. Didn’t she know how much it was costing him to remain politely passive when she had such an invitation in her velvet orbs?
The space between them seemed to suddenly crackle with energy, sparks flew in every direction and Thaldyn could have sworn anyone could hear his heart slamming against his chest. However despite this and a slight darkening of his own azure eyes he remained casual and resting a back hoof he lounged where he stood.
“Bello,” he breathed under his breath, a slight smile curving his oddly sensual mouth. The sound was quiet enough to extend no farther than his lips and he doubted the minx could have heard him.
“So tell me Alluvia.” He said attempting to bring things to a friendly level, “Did you have a trainer? How did you come into a Royal title at such a young and impressionable age?” His eyes were alight with real interest and his posture was passive, though his pulse still insisted in thrumming through his body telling him to do things he stubbornly refused to do.
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Post by Alluvia on Apr 20, 2007 19:54:59 GMT -5
Alluvia heard a muttered word come out of his seductive mouth before he began to speak out loud. What was it that he said? Pretending that she hadn't heard, she tried to swallow, but her eyes got fixed on his mouth and lips....They were fairly distracting, and she couldn't help but feel a slight increase in her heart rate. Snap out of it! She was jolted back to reality when he began ask her some questions. Hoping that he hadn't noticed, she met his interested gaze.
[glow=blue,2,300]I never had a real trainers, but I did have lots of advisers in my lifetime. Unfortunately my father died when I was quite young, and my father's advisers ruled for me until I reached the proper age to claim the throne.[/glow]
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Post by Snickerspods on May 26, 2007 5:16:43 GMT -5
Thalldyn nodded his head in thought, To always be told how and what should be done. It is not something I myself could swallow.
“It must take some immense self control to always do what is best. I am more a creature of gut feelings and self impressions, up till this time I am lucky my ‘gut’ has always been the best course of action though perhaps sometimes not the smartest.”
He winked jokingly, bringing up a hand to rub the back of his neck in a self-deprecating action.
The action brought a jagged scar into focus just under his arm close to his armpit that slashed jaggedly across the side of his ribs. Thalldyn grimaced as he remembered one such time said ‘gut’ had got him that scar. If the action had not stretched the skin and caused the muscles to writhe beneath his skin the scar would have gone unnoticed faded and old as it was.
“Principessa,” He expressed in his Italian tongue, “standing idle while we converse is honestly making me restless, do you mind if we walk while we talk?” He questioned gesturing with a graceful hand movement for her to lead the way and offering his arm. Thalldyn had been subjected to many languages, and had mastered most if not all of them to a degree. But foremost amongst them where his native tongue, whenever he spoke in the Italian language his already rich tones took on an unconsciously exotic edge that unbeknownst to him had cause many to think everything he said x-rated.
((ooc: if he's talking in another language then i will write it in that language, however if it is more than one word i will provide a translation. just then he said princess.))
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Post by Alluvia on Jun 6, 2007 16:28:53 GMT -5
((lol, yeah, I figured that out, thanks! Don't worry, Alluvia knows quite a few languages herself....))
Her soft chocolate-colored eyes rested for a moment upon the scar she had just noticed, before returning to his handsome face when he began to speak. She strolled forward a few steps before smiling magnetically and beginning to speak.
[glow=blue,2,300]I accept, but only on one condition: that you tell me how you got that scar across your ribs.[/glow]
Without waiting for him respond, she accepted his offered arm. Almost immediately, she began to think that it was not a good idea, for the feel of his strong arm beneath hers began to send several tingling sensations down her arm and the metallic ring started to shiver on her finger. However, she managed to hide her heightened attraction to him with a simple question.
[glow=blue,2,300]I noticed your accent, Thalldyn.....Parlate italiano?[/glow]
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Post by Snickerspods on Jun 7, 2007 18:11:41 GMT -5
Her soft skin against his darker honeyed skin sent his nerve endings dancing with awareness. The muscle along his jaw twitched with suppressed sensation. His amulet seemed to mirror his suddenly raging pulse and it took Thalldyn a moment to relies it was not his own reaction that was causing his amulets vibration but rather hers.
He looked at her and raised an eyebrow, letting his gaze slide down her arm to the ring that resting delicately around her finger. He slowly, agonizingly slowly brought his gaze back up her arm to capture her gaze with his own. He hovered there for a moment, simply swimming in the warmth of her captivating eyes before he let a devilish smirk curve across his sensual lips.
Without waiting further he stepped forward leading her along an almost indistinguishable path. He had to walk closely at her side and every now and then his velvet textured flank would brush against hers, causing his hand to ball into a fist and his arm beneath hers to flex in response.
With his voice toned down to a more intimate level to accommodate the sudden atmosphere and the proximity to each other they walked he began to speak in his native language. “Sì, parlo italiano fra molte lingue. Ma l'italiano è la mia linguetta natale e così harbor certa affinità per la lingua.” ((Yes, I speak Italian amongst many languages. But Italian is my native tongue and so I harbor a certain affinity for the language. OOC: translation extremely rough, using a translator **shrug**)) He briefly inclined his head.
“La mia cicatrice che avete chiesto di? La ho ricevuta quando ero molto giovane, subito dopo io ero dotato il mio amulet. Neppure non avevo imparato radunare la mia spada per allora, ma ero insensato e pensato potrei intraprendere un guerriero diabolico quando lo ho visto circa per colza i centauress giovani.”(( My scar you asked of? I received it when I was very young, shortly after I was gifted my amulet. I had not even learnt to summon my sword by then, but I was foolish and thought I could take on an evil warrior when I saw him about to rape a young centauress)) He grimaced with the memory. “Comunque da un certo miracolo lei ed io sono venuto verso l'esterno victorious io hanno ricevuto che nasty sfregi, per un certo tempo abbiamo pensato che non potessi mai vivere fino al mio potenziale. I chirurghi hanno ritenuto che lo sfregio impedisse il mio movimento, fosse molto errato. Sono più flessibile di ora abbiamo pensato mai possibile.”((Though by some miracle she and I came out victorious I was awarded that nasty scar, for a time we thought I would never be able to live up to my potential. The surgeons believed the scarring would hamper my movement, they were very wrong. I’m more flexible than we ever thought possible now.)) He remarked with a sly smirk and a wry glint in his eye, resolutely gazing ahead knowing that looking at her would send certain signal he would have a hard time ignoring.
“On the up side the whole ordeal taught me how to summon my sword, although I don’t think I’ll ever be use to the sensation of having the very essence of it running through my veins.” Reverting back to common he shrugged his broad shoulders, unaware of the play of muscles the motion caused.
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Post by Alluvia on Jun 8, 2007 10:31:17 GMT -5
Alluvia could feel her pulse quicken at the sensual gaze of Thalldyn's eyes. She too, noticed that she was not the only one affected by their sudden, close proximity to one another. Her skin felt hot, and there was a curling sense of anticipation within her, a certain arousal of her senses brought on by excitement and attraction and the knowledge of what could happen between them. By the smirk on his face, she could tell that he knew the effect he was having upon her. My God, the arrogant rogue must be enjoying this play on my senses!
When he began to mention another centauress, she could not help but begin to feel a slight prick of jealousy. Who was this centauress? What kind of connection did she have with Thalldyn? Even as these numerous questions whirled around in her mind, she attempted to pretend a casual interest in more knowledge of the event instead of the jealous interest she was beginning to feel.
[glow=blue,2,300]So who was this young centauress, Thalldyn? A former lover, perhaps?[/glow]
How could she have been so blind and naive to believe that he had never had a lover before? With his roguishly handsome looks he probably had many lovers at the same time! Oh well, why should this matter to me so much? Oh sweet Lord, it does matter though....
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Post by Snickerspods on Jun 9, 2007 16:34:53 GMT -5
His eyebrows shot up at the mention of a lover and his head snapped around to let his suddenly hot gaze rest on Alluvia, his study of the lay before them forgotten. He studied her for a moment, absently noting the smooth curve of her neck. He quirked an eyebrow and suddenly chuckled, the soothing sound rumbling up from his chest.
“She certainly tried. But no, as old fashioned as it may seem I do not take lovers.” He brought his free hand up and gently trailed his fingertips across her arm, resting on his own. “Only partners.” He almost whispered the last part before snatching his hand away back to his side, were the fingers curled into a tight fist the nails threatening to cut the skin.
He returned his gaze to the path they traveled, failing miserably in trying to remove her picture from his mind. “It gets annoying after a time. Every female I have ever saved seems to believe she has some unspoken right to bed me. Then when I refuse them they call me a tease.” His face and tone showcased his frustration.
His tone softened back to the intimate huskiness he unconsciously addressed her with, “What about you princess? Being royalty I can guess that lovers in the sense implied would be unheard of but perhaps there have been centaurs special to you?” A spark of jealousy ignited in his gut, but he resolutely ignored it and kept his tone neutral.
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Post by Alluvia on Jun 18, 2007 10:35:14 GMT -5
Partners, sure.... she thought to herself as her quiet disbelief showed up in her orbs, but she decided not to pursue the subject further. Besides, his soft caress of her arm had arrested her attention as she tried to hide the sudden trembling of her limbs. One thing is for certain, he is definitely a tease though he may try to deny it. It took all of her concentration to not fall prey to his obvious attempt at seduction, yet somehow she managed to answer his question.
[glow=blue,2,300]I have never had a lover, no, but I was betrothed to one whom was very special to me. But he betrayed my trust and revealed that he had never loved me in return. In fact, after further questioning, he spilled the whole plot of treason he had been involved in. He had been hired by my enemies to get close to me somehow and then, assassinate me. I am ever grateful that my guards had always been suspicious of him....If it hadn't been for them, I wouldn't be alive today.[/glow]
She sucked in a breath as past emotions flooded through her. There was more to the story though, and she knew that it was best to tell Thalldyn everything. That way, he could better understand her guardedness. But why do I want him to understand me? Why does this matter so much to me?
[glow=blue,2,300]Well, I guess you know the penalty for treason......I eventually had to have him and all his co-conspirators killed....[/glow]
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