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Post by Deleted on Jun 19, 2016 22:31:50 GMT -8
Dear Gaia... his lips against her own caused her to inhale sharply through her nose, pressing her chest up against his own as a result - and a very quiet but content moan to sound out in response. There was a definite need in the embrace, but he was so soft against her mouth...
Anything like reasonable thought went out the window the moment he stole the kiss. Her hands came up to curl her fingers tentatively around his shoulders, and give a very slight tug to pull him closer. This was the very first person to invade upon her protective bubble she kept up, to tread against the barriers of power and defense she held against the world... and she didn't care that he was gaining access and making them crumble like they were naught but sand.
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Jun 19, 2016 22:41:48 GMT -8
If there had been any doubt or hesitancy left in Sid it fled the moment Cat kissed him back. He could feel the soft mounds of her chest pressing against the hard lines of his. He could feel her hands as they wrapped around his shoulders. Her touch fanned the flames of his desire until it was almost all consuming. In that moment there was nothing he would deny her, no secret he would have kept from her. He was a man haunted by his past and had given her only a glimpse into the horrors within. Just as she let down her own barriers he was letting down his. It was fortunate for them both though, that for now they had better things to do with their mouths than talk. Working on an instinct as old as time his lips part hers and his tongue darts into her mouth tentatively. His desire to taste her driving him to deepen the kiss.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2016 16:14:33 GMT -8
He was tripping a number of instinctive triggers with subtle motion. Feeling him invade past her lips would force another pleasing sound to escape her as she attempted to pull him even closer to her body - while pressing herself up to him in the same instance. She couldn't even question the drive that fueled her; she simply gave into it. The only thing on the front of her mind was this handsome, rugged man embracing her and making every nerve in her body light on fire as a result.
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Jun 21, 2016 16:58:33 GMT -8
If there was any chance of Sid regaining control it fled when Cat pushed into him. Primal instinct overwhelmed any lingering self control. A hand tugs at her shirt trying to slip under. He wants to feel her bare skin under his hands just as she is feeling his. If she doesn't stop him then he would keep pushing until he reached the sensitive peaks under her shirt.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2016 17:19:33 GMT -8
Just the sensation of his hard hands running over her bare skin provoked more sounds from her - and they gave no indication for him to stop. As they moved higher she began to ease on the lip lock, and slowly start to use her brain again. She could feel his fingertips brush against the twin mounds of her chest, and she tipped her head back to loose her lips from his own and gasp aloud.
Her hands quickly slipped from his shoulders and clapped atop his own as they remained under her tunic, and a pair of eyes - clouded in passion yet bright with uncertainty - came up to try and meet his own. She hoped it would be enough to halt his progression a moment. There was no anger or hatred towards him for the action, but rather a fear - very much looking like the youth of inexperience that she was. She panted in her breathing as she stared up at him, her lower lip trembling ever so slightly.
Finally, she managed to swallow between the quick breaths and find her voice - though it was soft and just a hint fearful. "... Sid... d-did you...?"
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Jun 21, 2016 17:31:40 GMT -8
A low groan of protest escapes Sid's lips as Cat's leave his. Her hands were on his stopping further exploration. He looked at her with eyes dark with desire and arousal. He is lost in a haze of desire and he tries to catch her lips with his. It isn't until she speaks that his eyes clear. The hint of fear in her voice pierces through the lust and he stops. His hands slip put from under her shirt and he lifts his weight off of her. He doesn't move away just yet, instead he looks down at her. Concern and desire warring for control on his face.
"Did I?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2016 17:38:38 GMT -8
The poor young woman grimaces as she debates with herself over asking what was truly on her mind at this point. At least with the setting sun and the dark closing it, it would be difficult to see the shade of embarrassment coloring her cheeks once more.
She swallows thickly before finally managing to whisper her question. "... did... you like... w-what you saw...?" she murmurs, nervously bringing her hands out to either side of her. Suddenly she felt extremely awkward, and regret opening her mouth in the first place. A part of her wanted to just crawl under a rock and not come back out.
Whatever this moment was they shared, she was certain she had just killed it.
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Jun 21, 2016 17:55:41 GMT -8
"Did I..."
Sid swallows. That was unexpected, what did he say? Cat just asked if he liked seeing her naked body. All the awkwardness comes back and he turns a brilliant shade of red. Red so bright it could be seen even in the dimming light. What did he do? What did he say to that? He swallows thinks and decides to tell her the truth.
"I... didn't mean to see anything, but what I did see I liked. I liked a lot. I like you a lot as well, I think thats why I kissed you... you didn't mind did you?"
His voice has turned sheepish, but he resist the urge to move away. Something in his head tells him that would be the wrong move.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2016 18:06:33 GMT -8
Her face felt warm when he answered, and she couldn't help a childish smile from tugging at the corners of her lips. It grew wider as she glanced away with the additional question of his own, casting her eyes away in a bashful manner.
"... I didn't mind," she whispers softly, unable to look him in the eye anymore. He had reduced her to a stupid little shy child... yet she wasn't mad. She felt tingly all over and warm. Nervous and uncertain, she hesitantly brings a hand up to gently brush her fingertips across his chest again, as if scared to touch him again.
She gave up trying to figure what was going on this time, what it was she was doing. She just... wanted him near again.
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Jun 21, 2016 18:14:46 GMT -8
"We should... we should get back to the ... cabin."
Sid is trying to stay in control, but it is so hard. How could soft delicate touches make things so... hard. He can't resist and leans in and kisses her again. Gaia he wanted her in a way he didn't fully understand, but it consumed him. Thus time there isn't much hesitation before his hands seek to roam under her shirt.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2016 18:24:14 GMT -8
"... right... cab-..." The thought doesn't finish processing before Sidarin is silencing her with another kiss - save for a very low but pleading moan that rumbles through her when his hands explore beneath the cotton again. It made her squirm slightly, the sensation of his skin against her own - where no other hands had tread over before to create an unfamiliar feeling.
But she didn't pull away from him. Instead her body arched up to him as her hands came down for support against the earth - helping in pushing herself up to flush her being up to his own. It was very apparent she was dying for more.
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Jun 21, 2016 18:34:08 GMT -8
There they were. Two young, stubborn, socially awkward hunters who had found eachother. Sid wanted her and Cat wanted him to take her. He could tell in the way she responded in the she pressed into him. There was no one to stop them and no hesitation left. The kiss deepens and one hand roams down her body to even more dangerous territory.
<Fade to Black.>
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2016 19:25:44 GMT -8
There were no holds barred. She didn't shy away from him again, nor show any sign of uncertainty. There was nothing but unbridled desire and lust in his motions, and her responses. She made no motion to stop him again, letting his hands explore her form and do as they will - even bare her skin to his eyes, as he saw fit. The evening would be quiet save for his hungry groans and her own pleasing sighs on the night air, and she reveled in their engagement as he likely did the same.
<Fade to black>
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 22:44:16 GMT -8
<Many days later> That monster trampling across the border, killing everything... that poison it spewed. This was the only thing in Catriona's mind as she returned to the cabin - likely with Sidarin Ves at her side. The entire trek home to this quaint cabin, she kept her stallion right beside that of his own mount - and her hand clasped in his. Right now, it was the only thing keeping her grounded after that escalated battle.
Now removed from the battlefield, she felt a dull ache in her bones and the slight twinge of pain in her lungs - a result of that poison, no doubt. She had stood right in the middle of it... Sid with her. She had dragged him into that mess. She dared to take a glance at him before dropping her eyes again - looking back, she realized how stupid she had been. The worst part was the fact she had tugged the man along into danger like that.
She was unsure why she was so concerned for him, as it seemed a bit much beyond a simple friendship. But... that didn't matter, did it? She squeezed his hand just a touch to reassure herself as they came closer to the small dwelling they called home.
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 8, 2016 8:56:38 GMT -8
Sid was doing only slightly better than Cat. His lungs itched and burned, but not as badly as Cat's. They had inhaled the same amount of poisonous mist, he was just bigger. It was awkward to hold hands while on horse back, but he wouldn't have released hers for the world. When they finally arrive at the cabin he slips from the saddle. He then waits for her to get out of her saddle. As soon as she is settled on the ground he pulls her into a tight embrace. He is still shaken from the monster attack and he just needs to feel her. He isn't quite sure what they are to each other anymore. All he knows is that she is precious to him in a way no has ever been before.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 8, 2016 12:35:07 GMT -8
She let out a soft yelp when he pulled her quickly into an embrace, stunned for only moment before she brought her arms around to hug him back. She could feel the distress in his being, and she clung to him tightly. A part of her wanted to break down, to cry, but to what end? She simply held onto him tighter, finding comfort in the easy gesture of his arms around her body.
"... are you okay?" she whispers gently, unsure what else to say.
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 8, 2016 13:03:15 GMT -8
Sid puts a bit of space between him and Cat. He doesn't release the embrace, just loosens it enough so he can look at her face. He takes a long, slow, steadying breath and musters a small smile.
"I'm fine. I just..."
He trails off. What was wrong with him he didn't know. Just that he'd been more afraid during those events than he had in a long time. Fear not for himself, but for her. Then he leans in and gives her a brief but tender kiss. When he breaks the kiss he rests his head against her forehead.
"I just didn't realize how afraid I was of losing you."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 16:32:16 GMT -8
Her breath caught in her throat for a moment when he confessed his concern... for her. What was happening to the pair of them? First they were the worst of partners and pitiful friends, but here it was as if it had never happened. Instead they were so close... very close. Was this something akin to a couple?
Feeling his brow pressed to her own brought her closer to a state of calm, and she brought her arms up around his broad shoulders to hold him close. She had no words right now - her only expression was in her action. Right now, she just wanted him close. He grounded her after that terrifying battle, and she felt... safe. Yes, that was the word. Safe. She felt safe in his arms.
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Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 13, 2016 17:08:48 GMT -8
Sid was just as unsure what was happening as Cat was. The development of their relationship seemed so odd. He felt like he'd known her for years, but it was barely more than a few months. There was no reason he should feel like this. But he could no longer imagine his life without her. Part of him was afraid of that, part of him invigorated by it. After a moment he murmurs softly into her ears.
"We should go inside and get dinner ready. Also I think some herbal tea would be good for both of us."
With that he reluctantly lets her go. Then he heads inside and puts the kettle onto boil pulling out a jar of herbs.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 17:38:49 GMT -8
She simply nods at his suggestion and keeps close to his side as they make their way up the steps and into the tiny little cabin. She let him start the tea and took to settling on the bed, propping the pillows up for support as she leaned back against the wall with her knees tipped to the side. She slid her boots off and set them aside, and took to watching him as he worked.
Why she was thinking of a bigger cabin... dare she say, even something like the farms her parents tended to, was anyone's guess. She tried to distract her thoughts by staring at Sidarin's profile.
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