(06/12/24 06:36:16 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Navarre House:.. ..Chicago Suburb.. .Town of Lake Forest, IL.
says to Feywilds Torment I S E : Michael was spending much of his time by Sioned's side. Though he did attend to business while she rested. Never too far away. Tonight though Michael had given him the night off. Which meant, no business, only Sioned.
It did make him chuckle. He was glad to see the man show some interest in someone, even if it was to help her. Though he did see something of a spark in the man's eyes when he was looking at the young woman. This was a good sign, but he wouldnt be one to push his best friend and boss into something new. He knew losing Kira had been hard. It was hard on all of them.
He stood on the balcony to wait for Isel.
They had met when he found her lost and without memory. That seems to be the norm. But they adapted and made a life here. He tried to remember who he was, but nothing came. There were glimmer of images, more places than people. But nothing concrete.
He stopped tryin before Isel came along, but it helped her to know she wasn't alone. There was something familiar about her, but that was all he knew.. familiarity.
Since then, they'd become more.
Now he was waiting for her as they prepared to go out.
06/12/24 06:47:46 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Living Room, Navarre House:.. ..Chicago Suburb.. .Town of Lake Forest, IL.
says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: She'd been relying on the other women of the house to aid in her clothing, still finding clothes to be more annoyances than anything. She had the feeling clothes meant something different where she was from, but no matter how much she tried to force the memories to the surface, they were little more than distance shadows.
So, clothed in something that was (not in the ava) appropriate, she hurried down the stairs and to the living room.
Arriving, she paused just long enough to appreciate him. He'd been a godsend, or something like that, when they'd met and her memory was more swiss than irish cheese.
(06/12/24 06:57:17 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Living Room, Navarre House:.. ..Chicago Suburb.. .Town of Lake Forest, IL.
says to Feywilds Torment I S E : you were also a godsend. Even though he'd adjusted long before you arrived, but he was very glad for you to be here. Though the lack of memory sucked.. for both of them.
He felt you enter the room and grins before turning to face you. A Brow lifts, as a slow grin forms
"Well don't you look delicious"
long strides brought him to you in just a few, an arm sweeping around your waist, one hand pressing to your cheek as his lips cover yours in a long deep kiss. When he finally breaks it he's still grinning
"And you taste delicious too."
drawing you close to him. Gods you felt good in his arms. MOving and bringing you with him towards the door
"Let's go."
He kept you close, so very close (06/12/24 07:04:08 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Living Room, Navarre House:.. ..Chicago Suburb.. .Town of Lake Forest, IL.
says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: She nearly poopooed the suggestions. She knew very well she didn't' look delicious. but at the look in his eyes decided, perhaps not. Though normally she brushed off his compliments, tonight she was led by the combined exhortations of Anya and Lillian. She trusted them far more than she trusted another, after all...they'd been instrumental in seeing she made it out alive during the attack.
Now, his kiss, that was another thing all toghter. She sank against him as their kiss deepened and grew as heated as it could in the living room. The guards sitting at their posts by the front door simply chuckled and pretended to ignore them. She and Kheelan both knew the guards would likely be able to count the number of minutes they kissed. They missed nothing.
As they nestled together, taking the steps as if joined at the hip, she had to ask.
"Where are we going?" for he was a secretive type. He always had been. Though how she knew that for certain, she didn't' know.
(06/12/24 07:15:07 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Living Room, Navarre House:.. ..Chicago Suburb.. .Town of Lake Forest, IL.
says to Feywilds Torment I S E : If he were to be honest, you'd look delicious in a paper bag. But he doesn't differentiate. To him you are delicious, that's all that matters. If anyone else were to talk to you like, he'd probably put a dagger through their spleen. Or at least want to.
He enjoyed it when you sank against him, this night was not any different. At your question he chuckles
"That is a surprise my Love."
He not only had the day off, but he got the car and driver. It actually happens more often then he would ever let on. Not something he brags about. It happens and then it's back to normal.
He ushers you into the back seat, then climbs in beside you, when the door closes he draws you close to him as the driver takes them to their destination.
"How goes the training?"
Yes he can see things are going very well, but to hear it from you gives a different perspective. (06/12/24 07:22:39 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Navarre House:.. ..Chicago Suburb.. .Town of Lake Forest, IL.
says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: "You know I don't like surprises, indeed as the Queen of the demi-fae at Aes sidhe, she'd known everything which happened in the sithean. She had her spies and informers, much as he had his own. Though neither knew it. Not then, not now. Suspicions were one thing, but facts? "The car?" she was surprised and allowed it to show as she settled down onto her seat. Once he rounded the car to settle down next to her, his question turned her gaze back to the house before she shook her head.
"Pale, they think they can't attack me for real...too small or something," with that she struggled. But it was a fact, she was the smallest person or..entity ..on the property, even if she was in her larger form.
"I just want to sink by blade into something, you know?" she asked him. Sink as in kill...this cutting was for the birds.
(06/12/24 07:37:12 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Street:.. ..Chicago's Alleys and Streets.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Feywilds Torment I S E : He chuckles, nodding. He knew that. But sometimes surprises were good. And while this might not be over the top, it was still good to be surprised once in a while. And he actually did know it then. It was his job to know. Maybe he didn't always know who, but he definitely knew some them. Ever wonder why you had to get new spies on Maayan? Yep, he'd figure it out and have them replaced before you knew.
He listens as you speak of the struggles. He nods softly.
"Yes I have seen that as well. I will speak with them, let them know you are as fragile as you might appear. Or maybe you could do that. Or show them. Dig your blade in. I'm sure a couple of the male fae would be happy to fight you. I can arrange that if you want. But you can also choose your opponent."
he made suggestions, hoping that something would click in her. It was frustrating for him because he knew just how fragile you aren't. He kisses your temple as they are taken towards downtown and towards the waterfront.
"I'm sure there is a way to make them attack you as they do each other."
Just have to figure it out.
(06/12/24 07:50:39 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Navarre House:.. ..Chicago Suburb.. .Town of Lake Forest, IL.
says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: "I'm sure they know." after all, they don't have a problem fighting tooth and nail with the other male fae, but her? They tended to treat her as if she were some sort of royal who didn't know which end of the sword to hold to. At that thought a flash of memory darted through her mind, blood spilled over a throne room. Who was it? Where was it? She huffed a sigh, "It's very annoying to not remember when you want," as she nestled her head against his shoulder. A small broach was pinned to her lightweight jacket, the jeweled sword seemed to be nothing but a decorative bauble; but in her small form she wielded it with viscous intent and knew just where to cut to bring her opponent to a bleed out. She was never without it, in either size.
"Oh, I don't know. fight dirty I suppose," she said a bit off handedly, then frowned . "OF course," musing softly. She's been fighting using aristocratic rules, ...she needed to use dock rules. Go for the jugular. At that she chuckles softly with a self satisfied aire.
(06/12/24 08:09:03 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Street:.. ..Chicago's Alleys and Streets.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Feywilds Torment I S E : He nods, smiles
"Sometimes they need a reminder, my Love."
though he tries not to watch when you train with the male fae because he does tend to growl. Michael usually sends him on an errand when he starts. They do chuckle in that moment though and he rolls his eyes at Michael as he passes.
His arm tugs you tight as if he saw the same thing as you in his own mind. He nods at the words
"Yes it is."
words whispered, kissing the top of your head. He does grin a little. He knows too how much you love shifting and flying through the gardens at the house. So as they continue he slips something over your eyes. Not your full face, but your eyes.
"We are almost there. And yes.. fighting dirty maybe just what they need to remind them you are not so fragile."
The driver chuckles as you are now blindfolded and he grins as well. When the car comes to a stop about 15 mins later, he says
"Stay there."
Then gets out and heads to your side of the car, opening the door and helping you out of the car. He hooks your arm with his and guides you to a building. You can probably smell the flowers that are outside and around the building though.
They head inside, then towards another set of doors.
"Almost there. Honest."
once inside, he moves behind you and then slides his arms around you
"OK, take it off"
he waits for your reaction to being at the Lincoln Park Conservitory
06/12/24 08:19:12 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: She couldn't help but tense as he blind folded her, her hands turned from relaxed and easy to tense and curled up into fists. She hated not being able to see, it had a nightmarish quality to her as if something terrible happened when she was restrained and in the dark
Her soft inhalation was lost as he leaves her side until within moments he is again by her, now at her side of the car.
Her hand, slightly relaxed enough to clasp your hands and the tension radiated from her hand to yours. Walking helped, but the edge of tension continud to rise up her spin the longer she was left without sight.
It was the first scent of flowers that kept her from tugging her hand away and ripping the blindfold off. As it as, she continued on until she felt your arms wrapping around her. A second later, the blindfold was off as if it were scalding her flesh. Her breath, steady as it had been now rushed out in a huff of restrained panic.
The sight that greeted her eyes had her drawign in another breath, more relaxed this time and she leaned back againt you. "home..." she automatically breathed the word.
06/12/24 08:31:51 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:just a random location:.. ..Somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Feywilds Torment I S E : He knew you would tense at the addition to the blindfold, but he wanted this surprise to go off without a hitch. He would have not let you take it off, well unless the panic really really set in. But he could manage most of it with his hand in yours, radiating calm and pushing back that tension by absorbing it and drawing it in and replacing it with calm.
It wasn't perfect, but you wouldn't be blinfolded long. He was moving you quickly.
He felt the relief, and the joy at being in such a place. Kissing your ear and nodding
"And we have it all night to ourselves. And anynight you want to come and we are able, we can come here."
he whispers, grins
"They gave me a key and the security code."
He moves you towards a small courtyard area surrounded by trees, flowers, bird and even butterlfies and dragonflies.
In the middle is a small table with two chairs and some food sitting in on a table beside of all your favorite foods.
"HOw did you like the surprise my love? Now you can flit around and play all you want. tonight."
He doesn't tell you there is a mattress in a small grove, for later.
(06/12/24 08:47:01 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: She highly doubted they gave the key and code without some sort of persuasion. Her tension eased as he kissed her ear, the tickling made it almost worth the anxiousness she felt.
As he propelld her deeper within, she slowly inhaled the scents of the flowers that permeated the interior of the glass domed building. It was so beautiful. She felt a lurching of a longing..an ache within and she couldn't put a handle on it other than knowing, she'd loved the surroundings even as much as she ....perhaps, didn't admit it. Why did she think that she was a blood thristy fae? Why did loving this seem to be at odds with what she thought about herself, even though he assured her she was far fro bloodtristy.
He'd never seen anything to that in her manner or being.
But still...
"It's beautiful," she admitted as she smiled up at him, snuggling close for a moment before noticing the tibbits on the table. "And such glorious food," she laughed lightly at that. No wonder she'd been kept busy during lunch, there was enough food here for two days of meals.
"I love it, I love you." she said as she turned to look at him and her arms swept over his shoulders to weave her fingers in his hair. "You should grow it out." she murmured as she tipped up on her toes to brush her lips against his.
(06/12/24 09:05:54 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Feywilds Torment I S E : There might have been some persausion, but how much well.. that's a secret. But it was one of the other male fae that was the prize. Not him. He doesn't do that. You are the only one he needs or wants.
Oh he knew you loved the surroundings, more than you'd admit it. As for blood thirsty, well they all can be bloodthirsty. And while he reassured you weren't, something inside told him that they both were though perhaps in very different ways, even if he'd never seen anything of that in you, just that niggly feeling in the back of her head.
As you snuggled in close he smiles down, caressing your arm with one hand. When you turn to face him, his hand caresses your cheek
"I love you too"
grinning as you say to grow it out. He shrugs, but responds with another kiss as you bruch your lips to his, deepening the kiss as music is played lightly around us he starts to move with you, keeping you pressed close to him.
Oh yes, tonight was going to be a very good night (06/12/24 09:15:11 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: She had the impression she'd never have allowed...or ..would it have been possible?, in another life. Perhaps not possible at all. But why?
Why did it matter? as he pressed her close as they swayed gently to the music. "I could do this for hours," she whispered softly, as if loath to breath the sweet silence around them with the sound of even her voice. One hand slid down from his neck to rest at the small of his back, instinctively pressing closer as if their bodies could move as one with the slightest of pressure.
He could hear the desire in her voice as she spoke.
"how long have you been thinking of this?" she had to ask, curious as she knew with the detail and the hours allowed to be within, it't not come cheap and it'd not come easy.
At another thought she laughed softly, "How did you know?"
(06/12/24 09:26:47 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Feywilds Torment I S E : Oh YOu definatly wouldn't have allowed it, but it wouldn't matter because he would never allow it.
He holds you close as the music plays and they continue to move slowly, whispering against your ear
"Then it's a good thing we have all night long"
and yes.. he sang those last three words. It's true. And yes.. he could hear the desire, just as she could feel his. His one hand or the other always moving over your back and arms and shoulders, occasionally caressing your cheek and neck
"MMmmm.. Long enough to know I should have done it sooner."
he chuckles, lips pressing to your ear in a soft nibble, his breath warm against your neck
"I've seen you in the gardens at the house. Dancing and playing with the birds, butterflies and dragonflies. I went by one day while on an errand for Michael and knew this was the best place in the world and that you'd love it."
He grins softly, you can feel the flittering of wings and humming of the wings of a few hummingbirds and dragonflies and butterflies as they try to entice you to join them. As if they know what you are.
"Go play my Love, then you are mine."
a wink and another long deep kiss as a promise of things to come
(06/12/24 09:41:14 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: He heard her soft chuckle before she slipped out of her shoes and as she walked away from him, she removed the 'sword' brooch, leaving pieces of clothing was by the wayside until she stepped behind a bank of tulips. A moment later those flowers twitched as if brushed by the breeze and she darted up in a flurry of white hair and golden wings..
Seconds later she was lost to sight as she moved deeper into the garden, cavorting until wings and body were exhausted but exilerated. It was then she returned to him, her smaller form hovering before him, a flash of memory stabbing her mind as her sword came out and she started to nick his jugular. She binked in shock at her instinct, frowning as the sword fell to land on the tiled floor, a shimmer infolding her until she stood before him, nude with her arms embracing him as her head rested against his shoulder.
(06/12/24 09:51:30 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Feywilds Torment I S E : He grins softly as she chuckles. He watches her slip behind the tulips. Then he inhaled and smiled wider. The love in his eyes at the sight of you in this form. Either form was beautiful in his eyes, but he didn't see this one often enough. He might have to make a request.
When you moved deeper into the garden, he moved the food and your clothing to a small grove not far away. He was just about to remove his clothing when you had that flash of memory. He didn't stop you as you went to his jugular. Then the sword clatters to the floor. You nicked the skin, but didn't go deep. When you shimmer and change size to stand before him. Then embraces him. HIs arms wrapping around you to hold you tight.
He shifts your head to look into your eyes, whispers
"Mine... "
then his lips find yours again and before long you find yourself under him on the mattress so elegantly decorated. Yes he was going to ravage you tonight. Thankfully they were closed tomorrow as he just might keep you here well into the morning. The staff were told to not come in tomorrow.. just in case.
Yes he had every intention of ravaging you over and over again
"All fucking mine.."
emphazing his need.. but you could feel his love as well, and the possessiveness he felt towards you
06/12/24 10:03:06 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Navarre Cosantir | K H: She trembled in reacthion both at that instinctive reaction to him and the feeling of his arms about her with the words that sang in her heart. "oh yes, " she could..would do anything to keep him with her like this.
As their lips met in a forceful kiss, one that stole both her breath and will, she clung to his clothing until it was gone and they were on the mattress. Her legs tangled up with his as she pulled him atop her.
"We're not in a rush," she asssured him, mentally counting the hours they'd been granted freedom. Then again, by morning Michael would be deep in his own sleep to not awaken until the evening fell. "We don't have to go back in the morning," she purred the words with a smile to her tone. "Can we stay until he wakes tomorrow?" there was no need to clarify exactly who 'he' was.
(06/12/24 10:09:26 pm) Navarre Cosantir | K H E E L A N | | FAE | | N neart go cur le chiley | | There is no strength without unity |
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Feywilds Torment I S E : Entangled with you.. that's his favorite place, no matter where it is. He caresses your face, gazing into your eyes, lips lift to a wide grin
"Definitely not in a rush."
He starts to kiss along your jaw, then down over your neck
"The staff have the day off tomorrow. We have all night and all day if we went."
He grins, the driver stays, more for their protection than anything else. Also to ensure no one entered the building.
HIs lips moving down as he raises your hand above your head and continues with a soft
"Mmmhmmm"
rumbling against your flesh, one hand holding your wrists, the other moving along your soft skin in a light caress.
Yes.. ravage, over and over. That is the plan.
(06/12/24 10:26:41 pm) Feywilds Torment
I S E L ]| demi-fae | Navarre | Commander |[ | 5 foot tall with brown hair and no wings) | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another Chicago, The Presidium
..:Public Building:.. ..somewhere in the city.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to Mischievous Dreams | C: One thing he hadn't quite grasped, ravishing the willing isn't' quite ravishing. Unless he considers him being ravished as well. Her light giggle moved over him as he tickled her with the light brushes of his hand.
The morning would come to fast to her mind, but then again..they had the day to look forward to and then she'd turn the tables on him.
