Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 21:02:40 GMT -8
His body pressing closer to hers sent a little thrill of excitement through the tiny Drow woman, but it was lost beneath a blanket of contentment as their lips caressed and blended in a gentle melding of breath. Feeling his fingers delving into her hair and tugging it free of its bonds drew a soft sigh from Alystin, one that was lost into the kiss. Far from idle herself, the hand which had come to cradle the back of his head moved ever so slightly, fingers twirling and twining themselves in those brilliant azure strands which crowned his head, savoring their silky texture much like she had his fur mere minutes before. Her unoccupied hand turned from where it had been half-curled against her chest and instead splayed against his, feeling the beat of his heart beneath her palm.
When his large, warm hand landed upon her hip, her initial reaction was to jolt slightly in surprise. It had been so long since she'd been touched in in any manner, of course, and she hadn't been expecting to feel his touch in such a spot. But after breathing a quiet laugh at her own jumpiness in one of those instances where they parted, she was quick to immerse herself in the embrace of lips once more. Instinct was slowly coming back to her, head tilting slightly to one side and slanting her lips against his as she gently coaxed them open with subtle movements, allowing her to dip her tongue inward and taste him. A flavor which was uniquely Sunil swamped her senses, pulling a low, almost silent moan from the petite female who was pressed so intimately against his large, strong body.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 21:23:35 GMT -8
She was teasing his very control, and he had to wonder if she knew it. No... no. Not this sweet woman. She was simply following the motions he himself wanted to do, and this gave him the invitation he was secretly hoping for - though he told himself he would be okay. He had control and he wouldn't push her into the primal territory again. He could do this... maybe... but that kiss - by the spirits, it was stirring the fire low in his belly.
The only force was a gentle nudge to coax her into rolling on her back. If she complied, he would follow and take great care when he crawled atop her with knees planted to the dirt on either side of her - never allowing himself to stray too far from those soft lips of hers, keeping his large and muscular form hunched over as to keep himself as close to her as he could muster. He dared to let his tongue prod out to meet her own in a delicate brush - in tasting her he would emit a low, hungry growl that rolled in his throat. He caught himself making the sound and tried to focus on something else.
His hands remained exactly where they had been, one stroking out the length of her hair until it was a gorgeous river on the grass beneath her head. The other made a very, very slow journey around her hip and just a little ways down her thigh. But before getting very far, the direction changed and he made the savoring trip back up, running his palm over and up along her side. He stopped just at the bust line before letting his hand return south - and he continued this circle of caressing to her side. It was just enough for sensation - and he wasn't aching to touch her with any further intimacy. He was getting control of the mating urge, and it became easier to indulge in the beautiful features of this woman rather than ravage or claim. For now, as long as he kept things calm, it was completely about her - he would try to keep it that way.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 1:04:23 GMT -8
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 21:50:25 GMT -8
A quiet 'Mmm' was heard from her throat when she was suddenly tipped onto her back, but the kiss remained unbroken; she simply had a little more freedom to move, now that one arm wasn't sandwiched semi-awkwardly between them. Indeed, while the one hand remained gently stroking and combing through his hair, the other took up a hesitant exploration of his body, her fingertips wandering shyly. They followed the contour of his bare pectoral, skimmed over the flat plane of his abdomen, veered aside when they encountered his hipbone, and danced to safer territory by sliding over the rippling muscles of his back.. only to mirror the same path heading downward and settle in the small of his back.
The growl that rumbled within his body as he tasted of her seemed to vibrate directly into her own form, and she uttered a soft, nearly whimpering moan; the sound was so primal, it touched something visceral inside her, causing her small body to arch beneath his, seeking to press yet closer to him. She suddenly became wholly aware of where his hand was, and what it was doing, as it ventured over the curve of her hip and down over her covered thigh.. then retreated. And suddenly she was giggling, mirthful peals of innocent laughter caused by the sensation of his hand moving across her ribs. She was ticklish, a secret that had last been held by her twin brother, and was now gifted to another.
"I.. I'm sorry.. I had forgotten..." The words were whispered against his lips in a half-ashamed tone of voice, a confession that was followed by her biting down upon her lip in a bashful manner. ..That didn't last very long, however, as she was soon preoccupied in nibbling at his lower lip, dainty pearly whites nipping gently upon the kiss-swollen flesh, before the tip of her tongue flicked teasingly against his piercing. She'd never kissed a man with a ring in his lip before, and she found this accessory to be both exotic and.. well.. sexy, a fact she admitted to herself as her cheeks colored in a mixture of embarrassment and desire.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 22:14:06 GMT -8
When her lovely little frame lifted up to meet his own his breath caught up in his throat, a low grunt coming out that sounded almost strangled as his motions broke for a moment. Even with his eyes eased shut, it was almost painful how they rolled up in his head as he felt the fire rage just a little hotter - she was inadvertently prodding his tiger and coaxing it out to play, and he found it impossible to try and hide the physical affliction caused by her motions. In addition, every trace of her gentle fingers across his bare skin seemed to leave a trail of warmth in her wake - his nerves were alight and hypersensitive.
And to think, she did this to him. Either he was just that weak... or she really was that special. He was betting on the latter.
But damnit, he couldn't pry himself away from her this time. Despite how the beast wanted out, a strong part of his sensuality was still there. And then he felt her giggle against his lips with the motion of his hand, her hips wiggling a touch under the brush of his palm. With her meek apology he stopped, and couldn't help a breathy bit of laughter. She was ticklish... that opened a whole new window of opportunity. But before he could ponder on it further, her teeth were pinching his lip in the sweetest fashion - forcing out another rumbling growl that rolled on for several seconds, resonating throughout his frame. DAMN... she even toyed with the steel in his lip. Not only was she a lovely goddess... she had a secret penchant as a tease.
What had he gotten himself into?
Before he could will himself to stop, his hand tangled within her hair moved hear the nape of her neck and clenched - not too painfully but with a very firm grip. There would be a hard tug to force her chin up and he would press closer than before, tilting his head a bit further as he invaded her mouth in a hungry manner. He was slowly becoming addicted to her taste. If this wasn't enough, he was crushing in on her with bodies pressed and melding to one - his other hand clenched where he drew his fingertips firmly down her hip and along her thigh before curling behind the leg. Somehow he managed to resist the urge to reduce the dress to ribbons, but even that was becoming difficult.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 1:04:23 GMT -8
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 22:42:00 GMT -8
Alystin had absolutely no idea what she was doing to poor Sunil. The notion that she might have any sort of sex appeal was completely foreign to her. Zek had called her pint-sized, annoying, bookish, scrawny, and unlucky.. he might have called her cute. Once. In four years of knowing each other. That the gorgeous man atop her found her sexy hadn't even entered her mind. How could it, when he was so otherworldly and inhuman in his own beautiful yet masculine way? He was a world above her in terms of attractiveness, and she felt grateful simply for the fact that he was interested in her. Which is why when he growled again, and she shifted restlessly beneath him, she was astounded to feel the proof of his attraction to her pressing into her body, a fact which made her gasp.
Then she was gazing up at him wide-eyed as his fingers snared themselves within the snowy fall of her hair and tilted her head back, gently yet insistently. Before she could formulate a response, he was kissing her again, with a fire that seared her soul and set her blood to simmering within her veins. A muffled exhalation that was most certainly a needy groan was lost within the tangle of lips and tongues as he plundered her mouth, claiming it in a blatant display of dominance. His conquest sent a bolt of arousal straight through her as she clung to him, her nails unknowingly pressing into the flesh of his lower back, while the hand which was nestled within his hair curled, gently skritching across his scalp.
It had been so long since she'd felt anything like this.. even Zekoj hadn't been able to elicit such a response from her. And the brutish Drow man who'd been her only lover was the last thing on her mind now; it was all focused on the building tension nestled low in her belly, and the taste of the man above her, the feel of his skin below her hands and the heat of his body against her, and the undeniable testament to his desire that pressed insistently into her. Her passion rose, and she could admit it: She wanted him, yearned for him to take her on this grass in the soft light of a morning barely begun.. and it scared her. But she wanted it. But fear. Argh. What a pickle she'd gotten herself into.. and she couldn't bring herself to care enough to stop.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 23:04:25 GMT -8
This was spiraling out of control and he knew it... yet he didn't want to stop. He hadn't wanted to before, but this time they were a joined mass of lips and hands and bodies in the grass. And she wasn't telling him to stop at all. She wasn't fighting him in the slightest - in fact, it was the very opposite. The sounds that he felt vibrate through his lips were pleasing ones; it was apparent she was very much aroused. This only made him pine for her even more. He couldn't reel in the tiger - it was purring and growling openly, and twisting with guttural moans from his human being. He was lost in the whirlwind of fire and passion.
Some tiny part of him was screaming relentlessly in his skull, telling him to do right and stop this madness upon this woman. But that tiger was more than three times the size of that voice and easily squashed it, and he continued invading upon her. With a hand curled under her leg and caressing the cloth-covered limb in firm strokes, he suddenly lifted her lovely leg as he readjusted his placement. He was nestling himself between her thighs, as well as he could despite the fact he was pinning the length of her dress down beneath him in the process. But here, all he would do was keep his hips firmly lodged up against her own - pressing against her in sporadic jerks, in almost a desperate manner.
The fingers wound in the mess of her snowy hair didn't ease in the slightest, but rather gave a sharp tug to her head once again - aiming to forcefully break their kiss. Oh, but he was a terrible man through his motions, after all... though the pull wouldn't be a wide one, it would be enough to part their lips and tug her lower one from the nipping of his teeth. And then he found somewhere new to taste - starting to nibble and sample the line of her jaw all the way back to her ear, easing her head to the side with his grip still firm as he took to granting his dominant affections to a new place. He was absolutely enthralled with her positive reactions, fed well as those delightful little sounds urged him to continue. And he was drawing more into the mindset that he wasn't going to stop until he sampled and praised every inch of her.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 1:04:23 GMT -8
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 23:28:06 GMT -8
So adrift was she in the roiling surge of emotions and the electricity zipping through her body, that she didn't realize that Sunil was manipulating the placement of her leg.. until suddenly he was filling the cradle of her thighs with his body. The first time his hips pressed into hers, she exhaled a whine that would've embarrassed her at any other juncture, because it could only be described as wanton. But the sound of it was muffled by the pressure of his lips, and she was too far gone to care one whit about how she might sound to him.
When his fingers tugged upon her hair once more and pulled her away from the kiss, much as she enjoyed the pressure of his teeth upon kiss-swollen lower tier - which was expressed in the way she bucked needfully against him - she huffed a quiet growl of her own. Nowhere near as intimidating or realistic as those which came from him, but the point was made, that she did not appreciate having the kiss broken! ..At least, until his attention began to wander across the angle of her jaw, and up to her ear, an act which earned him a startled but pleased gasp.
Perhaps he wasn't aware of just how sensitive those pointed ears of hers were, because the moment his lips so much as brushed against that length of cartilage and flesh.. Alystin surged against him with what could only be described as a pleading mewl. Her lips fell open on gasping breaths as her face was captured by an expression of desirous wonder, her body writhing beneath his in a mindless quest for some sort of satisfaction. Her hands clutched at his back, short-trimmed nails pressing and dragging across his bare flesh, leaving tiny little red marks that would hardly last the day. They no doubt painted a sensuous picture, and one that would fill her with heat for many years to come as she recalled this moment again and again.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 23:47:28 GMT -8
Sunil couldn't stand it anymore. Despite the beast in him exerting dominance, she was meeting every sound and gesture and motion with those to match it and beg for more. He couldn't take it anymore. Ohh, and that irritated snarl of her own - that was a major turn on. Seems she didn't like being deprived, but she certainly relished in what he was doing to her ears. Seems she had several places where the flesh was sensitive - and he was determined to find them all.
He stopped listening to any reasoning in his head - instinct drove him entirely now. This was his mate, damn it. And may the Earthwarden herself help anyone that even looked at her the wrong way.
His hands and lips were very much entertained with every inch of her from the waist up for now, and he was ecstatic to entertain her as well. Somehow his legs were working between her own, and he had to enlist the aid of one hand to assist - finally freeing the hold on her hair. But he was struggling to please her and get half his damn clothes to come loose at the same time. There was no holding back any longer. He would try to keep from ripping the gown off her... but it was very difficult to mark and praise her when the cotton barred him. And he wanted to worship her wholly - nothing less.
<-Fade to black->
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 1:04:23 GMT -8
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 27, 2016 10:18:07 GMT -8
<A few hours later>
Early morning had passed to midday while the two lovers explored the intimacy between them, and the sun was fully overhead, shining brightly, by the time they finally lay in repletion. Alystin lay draped on top of Sunil, her head on his chest with ear pressed above his heart, listening to the steady thrumming of that organ with a purely happy smile on her lips. Her hair was a tousled mess, littered with pieces of grass and the occasional stray flower petal, her dark skin slowly losing its flush of passion. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd been this happy. Probably the day Eli was born.
Of course, this was an entirely different kind of happiness, Alystin reflected as she giggled softly and raised her head, turning it to press a kiss to Sunil's heart. This was followed by her lifting one arm and draping it across his body. Her chin fell to rest on the back of her hand, letting her rest comfortably and still gaze up at him with adoring aqua-colored eyes. "That was wonderful..." She smiled shyly as the words were murmured, her free hand settling on his upper arm to idly trace patterns across his skin with her fingertips. She felt so.. so.. free. Apparently, rolling around on the grass and making love in the fresh springtime air was very liberating. Who knew?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2016 11:31:56 GMT -8
Despite the passing time, his senses were still sensitive to the world around them. This was like something out of a dream - the passion shared even more so. The grass was so soft against his skin where he lay, the warmth of the sun's rays bringing him to a comfortably warm temperature - it was almost as embracing as his animal fur blanket he carried. But even better, was the feel of her weight atop him and her skin brushing against his own. He couldn't stop purring if he tried.
The giggle made his eyes ease open before he tipped his chin down to meet those pretty sea eyes with his liquid sapphire eyes. A content grin remained plastered to his expression - he couldn't stop it for anything, nor would he want to. She thanked him by that compliment... and that made his heart swell. His thick muscles drew up as he moved, easing himself into sitting up but keeping his arms forward, bringing them to wrap gently around her body as she, too, was brought to rise with him. He wanted to gather her up in his arms and snuggle her, and even go so far to nuzzle his nose to her cheek as he continued to purr.
A low chuckle would sound from him. "Aye... tha' was amazin'. Yer so beautiful when yer excited, Alyst'n," he murmurs, a hint of color creeping into his cheeks. But he really was sincere, despite how it was a toying notion within itself. "An'... Aye be glad Aye could make yeh feel good." With that, the nuzzling commenced as his arms pulled her in closer. He loved having her with him - it felt right.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 27, 2016 16:00:16 GMT -8
It was easy enough to shift her positioning as Sunil sat up, so that she was sitting comfortably on his lap, her legs draped to one side. She probably should've been shy about being nude out in the open like this, but with his strong arms around her and the private nature of the garden, Alystin just couldn't bring herself to be the bashful scholar right then. Not when she was basking in the afterglow. Looking up into his eyes and marveling at not only their amazing color, but the emotion within them, she reached up and gently caressed his cheek. How had she gotten so lucky? To have such a tender, loving, passionate, protective man in her life.. one that adored her daughter almost as much as he did her... It seemed too good to be true. And there he went, making her blush again.
"I don't know about that." The words were said with a soft laugh as she ducked her head slightly, hiding her embarrassment at the compliment. Obviously she had been referencing being called 'beautiful'. She thought herself fairly pretty, but beautiful was stretching it, in her opinion. All thoughts of whether or not she was as Sunil said were completely forgotten when he began to nuzzle her, and it felt perfectly natural to tilt her head up and return the affectionate gesture. She rubbed her cheek against his, her fingers sifting gently through his hair as she murmured back to him. "No one has ever made me feel so good before.. not just physically.. but so gentle with my heart, too." That confession only made the color in her cheeks deepen.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2016 20:56:24 GMT -8
Hearing her confess to such a lack-luster experience prior made his heart swell like an inflated balloon - and he snuggled her as closely as he could as a result. He wasn't even worried about the fact she was as bare as he was, as nature had intended, and kept her tucked up to his chest. Eventually he would gather the woman up in his arms and work his way to his feet, carrying her a little ways until they were adjusted by the edge of the pond. He took great care to make sure she was comfortable in his lap before reaching to the cool water and cupping a bit in his palm.
He began a process of cooling her down by applying it carefully over her tangled hair, and gently patting her face and shoulders with his hand still damp. He was sure the water was cold and worked to keep it above the shoulders to keep her from squeaking if it ran over her soft skin. On the odd instance he would nibble gently at her ear or nudge her cheek with his nose, but he kept this up - also running his fingers through the strands in an attempt to help straighten the mess he had caused. Right now, he was all about making her comfortable.
"Yeh are beautiful, lass... an' yeh deserve ever'thin' yer heart wants. No one should break it, ever. Nor wee Eli's. An' Aye won' be doin' tha'."
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 27, 2016 22:23:46 GMT -8
Alystin uttered a soft 'Meep' of surprise when she was abruptly picked up, and her arms curled around Sunil's shoulders, holding on to him more for her own sense of balance than anything else, as she was carted over to the edge of the pond. Once he sat down again, she let her arms fall away, and then gasped, startled by the sudden cool sensation, when she felt water against her scalp. Her shoulders hunched up in an instinctive reaction, and then she laughed softly at her own response, relaxing slowly when he began to.. groom her, she realized he was basically doing. It was quite soothing, and she relaxed in his embrace, although the nibbles to her ears made her shiver and breathe the occasional soft, sigh-like moan. Spirits, but she had never been treated like this before.. like she was some delicate treasure to be pampered.
Realizing her eyes had drifted closed at some point during this treatment, when he began to speak, they fluttered back open, and she turned her head slightly so she could look at him. His words touched her heart - she could tell that he wasn't calling her beautiful just to flatter her. Why would he? He'd already had her body.. quite a few times, at that.. and if he wanted her heart, well... Her eyes flew wide and her body jolted, startled beyond words, as she realized she had already placed her heart securely in his hands.. paws.. whatever. Strangely, this notion didn't scare her as much as she thought it would. She simply found herself wondering how it had happened so quickly, staring blankly at the sky just past his shoulder. Until she stirred herself and whispered tremulously.
"..I know you won't.. I chose poorly the first time I gave my heart to someone.. but now.. I think perhaps I've given it to the person that was meant to have it all along..." She drew back just slightly, enough to look up at him. That confession was dangerously close to saying she loved him. Which she was somewhat concerned to realize was rapidly becoming the truth. He had shown her daughter - another man's child - the tenderness a father should. He had been gentle with the both of them. He had protected them from a perceived threat. He had left at her very weak insistence, even though he had wanted to claim her then and there. He had let her initiate things when she was ready. He had shown her a pleasure she'd never before imagined. And now he was treating her like a princess.. or a goddess. How could she not be swiftly falling in love with someone so wonderful? And why wasn't she more alarmed by this turn of events?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2016 22:48:38 GMT -8
"Lassie..." Sunil felt his breath catch in his throat, almost choking him. Yet he was grinning broadly at her words. She... he couldn't even try to comprehend. Sure... he'd toyed over the notion that he had invaded upon her and moved far too quickly. But this felt so right, and she was absolutely amazing. And now she said that... he wouldn't be able to smother her enough in kisses or hug her enough. But he made her want to roll around in a spring bed of flowers or something.
But he had to stop. He laid back and brought her down to rest on his chest, his head turning to the side to glance around - and he saw their clothes and items discarded. Oops... she had come here to work, and he'd completely stopped that. He would return his gaze to her, hands coming up to cup her cheek in one hand and stroke the length of her hair with the other - a bashful smile in his expression.
"Aye, uh... kinda distracted yeh, huh?" he manages with a nervous chuckle. "Maybe... Aye can help yeh? Get yer work done? Jus' a lil bit, since Aye, uh... yeh know..." He couldn't stop the blush from creeping in if he tried.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 1:04:23 GMT -8
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 27, 2016 23:29:49 GMT -8
The sudden flurry of kisses took her somewhat by surprise, and Alystin ended up giggling nigh-on uncontrollably as they continued. When Sunil suddenly stretched out and pulled her with him, she sighed happily with a final soft laugh, and stretched out on top of him. Folding her arms on his chest, she then dropped her chin atop them, a smile on her lips as she gazed up at him. When his gaze wandered, she followed his line of sight and glimpsed their clothing resting in a pile.. which reminded her of something; his necklace was still around her neck.
"Yes, you did, but it was the most wonderful distraction I've ever had the pleasure of experiencing." Her gaze warmed with affection and passion, even as her cheeks flushed at the admission. Then those eyes widened in delight at his suggestion. "I would like that a great deal. I can show you how to properly harvest some of the more delicate plants. But.. I have a question." Propping herself up on one elbow - and being careful not to dig the bony joint into him too much - her other hand grasped the claw necklace and held it forward to bring his attention to it. "May I ask what the significance of this is? You pressed it into my hand like it meant something important, and if it's something that precious to you, I would feel really guilty about keeping it."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2016 23:40:49 GMT -8
He was a touch excited to get to properly work with her again in her garden - and hopefully with no more distractions this time! Upon the question, his eyes shifted down to the twin fangs danging from the cord around her neck - and a sad smile took hold of his lips this time. "Ah... Aye hope yeh don' get too unsettled by it, but... tha's me Da's fangs. Th' ones from 'is jaw. Me brother Ru 'as th' upper ones. Keeps 'im close.
"An'... 'cause i's really special, tha's why Aye want yeh t' keep it. So yeh know that, no matter wha' happens, Aye'll come 'ome. A'right?" he murmurs softly, watching her with a very sincere and heartfelt stare. He just hoped she understood.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 1:04:23 GMT -8
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 28, 2016 0:00:24 GMT -8
That sad smile made her feel bad, and the only thing that kept Alystin from immediately removing the necklace and handing it back to him was her determination to hear his explanation. Hearing that it was his father's fangs initially reinforced the decision to hand it back to him and insist that he take it.. but then he explained why he wanted her to have the talisman. Her heart melted, and she looked down at the fangs thoughtfully, stroking her fingertips across them. Finally, she let the necklace drop to hang against her chest once more. Then she scooted upward and stretched a bit, just so that she could press a tender kiss to his lips.
"I'm honored that you would let me care for something so important to you, Sunil. I swear that it will never leave my person, that I won't let anything happen to it.. and that as long as you want to come back to me, I'll always be here to come back to." Gently stroking his cheek, she gave him another kiss - this one slightly deeper, more languid, and filled with the depths of her affection. It lingered for several long moments before she drew away, and smiled down at him. Then she slid off of him, sitting upright on the grass, and stretched her arms luxuriously overhead. Raking her fingers back through her hair, she then reached over and grabbed her dress, pulling it on and tugging her hair out from under the neckline.
While Sunil dressed himself again, she retrieved the abandoned trowel and moved back over to the basket, where she sat down and waited for him to join her. Turning to look at him, she smiled brightly, her face filled with a warm glow of happiness and satisfaction. She got the feeling that she had just begun down a path that would lead to the sort of life she'd always wanted; a garden of her own, a career she enjoyed, a life for her and her daughter.. and the perfect man to share it all with. Maybe there would even be little ones someday, with their father's sky-colored hair...
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2016 13:43:35 GMT -8
The man felt himself lull into a trance with the last kiss they shared. When she slid from atop his form he stretched out his entire body with arms well overhead and feet pointed, letting out a satisfied grunt after several pops sounded out in the quiet. Afterwards he just rolled over on his side and watched his Alystin slip back into her dress, grinning like a boy all the while. She really was pretty~ Like the natural beauty of a deer, and just as graceful.
She moved along back to her basket and he let out a sigh as he got up to gather up his clothes and boots and bits, bobs and bangles. Once he was decent again he trudged over to plop down in the grass beside her, a little bit eager to learn what she could teach him and help her with her gathering - but just as thrilled to be near her. He made sure to playfully nudge her knee with his own when he found his seat, and then leaned forward to start working.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 1:04:23 GMT -8
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 28, 2016 14:25:52 GMT -8
The nudge of her knee wasn't missed, and in return, Alystin grinned, bumping Sunil's arm with her shoulder before she got to work. She spent a couple of hours showing him how to harvest the various plants, and telling him what they were and how to use them as she went. They stopped briefly to enjoy lunch - which very nearly ended up with them naked again, as they kept feeding each other and exchanging kisses - before getting back to the task at hand. Teaching him was an indescribably pleasant experience.. not just because she was happy for the opportunity to spend time with Sunil, but because he was an intelligent, eager student. When the sun was just shy of touching the horizon, she called an end to their work and sighed, pressing her hands to the ground behind her and leaning her weight back on her arms.
"Well.. this has been a very productive day. I definitely made up for lost time." She eyed Sunil thoughtfully, wriggling her bare toes in the grass. She wasn't sure how he would feel about being in the city.. but... "What are you planning to do now? If you'd like, you could come back to my home. I could make dinner and you could spend some time with Eli. But only if you want. Don't feel you have to." ..Way to sound desperate, Alystin. She barely suppressed a wince at her own words. She didn't want to be clingy, but after the exquisite few hours they'd shared earlier in the day.. she didn't want to see him go. Not just yet. Maybe he'd even be willing to sleep with her.. in the actual sleeping sense. She got the feeling it would be the most restful night she ever had.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2016 14:56:51 GMT -8
He found himself becoming quickly immersed in the art of an apothecary. There was a lot to take in and so much to learn, but he was keen to adhere as much to memory as he could. He even called upon his ragged little notebook for more note taking as he listened intently, and even took to trying to help harvest here and there when he felt comfortable and she allowed him a chance.
Lunch, indeed, almost became a repeat venture of the early morning. But he managed to behave himself save for a discreet touch here and there just to tease her. But the day wore on into the evening, and she finally called a stop to their endeavors. He let out a heavy sigh before flopping back on his back. Unaware, or perhaps not even caring, Sunil brought his hands up to rub at his face and left several smudges of dirt on his skin. But he grinned at her all the same, letting his arms fall out on either side of him.
His gaze lit up when she mentioned of him possibly joining her at home for the night. "Yeh wouldn' mind meh comin' in yer home so soon? Aye'd love t', really - an' Aye c'n 'elp yeh with supper if yeh like, Alyst'n," he offers, tilting his head slightly with a boyish grin on his face.
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