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Thread: Fallen Out of Grace (Yuna & Rauk's 1x1)

Lucius Benson The butterflies in Lucius' stomach came to a halt as she unfortunately did not accept his bold move. Feeling defeated, he lifted her up, and helped her slip her legs underneath the covers, and then as she slowly laid back down in a comfortable position, he pulled them back up over her shoulders and with one hand resting on her shoulder again, he said ..Good night. as he went back to his original position of sitting on the floor, leaning against the bed. As Lucius' eyelids became heavy once more, he stared off into space as he slowly drifted back to sleep. As the sleeping process began, he found himself slightly hurt with rejection. He was used to being turned down a fair deal by females, but Lucius did not understand why this time it meant more than normal. Shrugging it off, and thinking to himself that it's probably just the alcohol he had consumed earlier that day, he lost consciousness as the land of dreams had overtaken him for the night. ... Lucius awakens as the sun begins to rise, and yawned as he cupped his hand over his mouth. The warm sunlight penetrated through the window and illuminated the room to a pleasant glow. Finding himself stiff, and aching all over, Lucius grunted as he stood up, and quietly walked over to his dresser. Hoping Celeste is still asleep, he opened the drawers and pulled out a change of clothes. He unbuckled his belt, and tossed it aside, and stepped out of his pants, before removing his underwear, one leg at a time, keeping his back turned to Celeste. Lucius opened his underwear drawer after turning profile to the bed's point of view, and retrieved a pair of white boxer-briefs as he slid them on, tucking his soft lengthy penis inside. After finishing dressing himself, Lucius was now wearing a white button up shirt, with bluejeans, and no belt. He was dressed very casually as he had planned to spend most of the day with Celeste trying to help her figure out what she was going to do with her new life.
Thread: Fallen Out of Grace (Yuna & Rauk's 1x1)

Celeste Fay A slight twinge of guilt shot through Celeste. She didn't need the ability to read minds to understand the shift in his voice suggested he was a bit disappointed at her decision. But she couldn't fully apologize either. It was .. too soon. She was already trying to adjust to the culture shock of being a human once again. But to have an abrupt romance, let alone with someone she hadn't known for a full day? That .. might be pushing it. Maybe in time. He did save her, after all. Clearly, Lucius wasn't a bad person, at least as far as Celeste could tell. The only way that may even still be a possibility was if he was a damn good actor, even while in front of his own mother. But somehow, she didn't count on that. Good night, she murmured wearily, letting her eyes begin to close once again. This time, nothing interrupted her slumber, something she was definitely grateful for. Common sense hinted she would need the sleep. If Celeste didn't begin to know better, she'd have sworn time actually did fly. Because the feeling of the sun gently landing on her skin through the window made her turn and then weakly wince as her body reminded her she had been avoiding moving for very specific reasons. Her eyes remained closed even after she heard Lucius' footsteps move away, albeit not very far. So now what? True, she had agreed to stay with Lucius. But her concerns on being limited on where she could go and what she could do still remained. It almost seemed like she should dye her hair, order some contacts, and change her name to avoid having a 'what the fuck?!' reaction should anyone else find out and realize who she was. All the possibilities which very well could happen made her head quickly turn to the side, her teeth gripping her lower lip slightly to suppress a whimper of fear. Even still, could she really go through with all of those steps and lie to herself about her own identity? While she was physically capable of doing so, mentally and psychologically were two different matters. It just felt... wrong. Well, you're going to have to figure something out then, hm? she mused to herself, moving her head once again as she slowly began to open her eyes, finding Lucius in a new outfit. Morning, she greeted sleepily, giving him a weak wave and smile.
Thread: Fallen Out of Grace (Yuna & Rauk's 1x1)

Lucius Benson Lucius turned his head to look in Celeste's direction, as he finishes buckling his belt. The sun beating through the window illuminates the bedroom enough to where flipping on the light switch would almost seem pointless. Good morning. How are you feeling? Lucius said with a nervous smile, as he waves at her. After a moment, without knocking the door opens and in walks Ms. Benson. It looks like she's been awake for several hours already, as she happily walks into the room and makes her way over to the bedside. She was wearing a beige nightgown, and had her hair up in a bun. Pulling the sheets down, to around Celeste's stomach, Ms. Benson spoke. Let's take a look at those wounds, dear, and see if the bandages need changing. she says as she patiently waits for Celeste to lay on her stomach, in order to give easier access to her backside. Lucius exited the room, and went to the restroom for his morning rituals while ms. Benson was alone for the time being with Celeste. As she finished looking over the wounds, and changing one of the bandages, she is surprised at how quickly the young girl was healing. Though, it seemed like it would still be quite some time before she was fully recovered. Do you think you can stand up for me? Ms. Benson asked, as she backed away to make room for Celeste to do so, if able. Just then, Lucius made his way back into the room. He watched Celeste, as he was deep in thought. What was he going to do with her? He had offered her to with him temporarily, but she had to have other business to attend to. Deciding the best idea was to take it slow, he asks in the midst of everything. Celeste, are you hungry? I know a great place to eat breakfast just a few blocks down the road. I'm sure you can borrow some of mum's clothes to wear. Also, if you would like to take a bath, let me know and I'll go run you some hot water. I think we should take it easy today, and explore around town if you would like. This is going to be tough. I'll have to take on some extra projects this coming week, so I'll be able to afford to help her out a little... Lucius thought to himself, as he wondered why he was so determined to help this unfortunate angel. It shocked him at how his point of views on life have changed in the past twenty four hours. Up until now, he had been rather self centered and cynical toward other people as his faith in humanity, and even spirituality was very low. He pops his neck, and folds his arms as he half-grins at the girl, asking So, warm bath before I take you out? Yea, or nay?
Thread: Fallen Out of Grace (Yuna & Rauk's 1x1)

Celeste Fay A half-frown mixed in with her smile as Lucius asked how she was doing. She had to genuinely think long and hard about that answer. While one hand kept the sheets against her skin, the other raised and tilted in midair. ... A bit torn, honestly. I mean, now what? The answer should have been simple, she knew. Celeste should have just accepted that she'd been given a second chance at life and enjoyed it. But maybe it was that very knowledge, knowing she should be dead, which made her feel uncertain about anything, let alone herself. I just don't ---- That was as far as she got before Ms. Benson arrived. She managed to sneak in a quick but polite bow of her head to the woman before slowly getting onto her stomach. It still hurt, goddamn did it sting. But compared to yesterday, the pain was much less in amount. Much like the other woman, Celeste is astounded to hear the healing process is going as fast as it is. Something like having one's wings ripped out usually took months to even start healing up. It made her unable to wonder if this meant there were still parts of her former angelic side in her blood? The thought made her unable to help but smirk a bit. Maybe it was Raphael's farewell blessing? He had seemed rather reluctant to even go through with the trial so it wasn't an impossible thought. As the request to stand up echoed in Celeste's ears, however, it made her return to reality. She had nothing but the sheets! Was this really ... being asked of her? Admittedly, however, Celeste did want to know that answer for herself. I think so, she replied, keeping the sheets held against her body as she slowly got up off the bed. Finally, with some effort and needing to ensure her balance didn't try to vanish, she was standing at her full height of five and a half feet tall. What bits of the frown had remained finally disappeared upon hearing the mentioning of food as she eagerly nodded. Very much so, yes. A bath would also be nice. How long can you honestly keep this up though? Then again, it wasn't like she could go back to her old routine. She couldn't go home, not when she was supposed to be six feet under. She couldn't really go to any location in which people would recognize her. All the painful knowledge and revelations made a new sense of agony and despair begin to build up, almost to the point of Celeste breaking down in front of the two. Everything truly was as she'd told Lucius with as many good things that had happened, there were an equal amount of bad ones. It may not have immediately seemed like it. But they were definitely there. One just had to think carefully on this as best as they could and realize both the pros and cons that came with this scenario.
Thread: Fallen Out of Grace (Yuna & Rauk's 1x1)

Lucius Benson Birds were chirping outside, as the morning light shined through the window, now accompanied by the artificial lighting from the fixture above. Ms. Benson was checking the girl's physical condition and vital signs as Lucius nodded his head at her agreement to a warm bath. I'll get right to it, Celeste. It'll just be a moment. he replied, as he opened the door and exited the room without hesitation. Upon entering the bathroom, he turned on the hot water and waited for tub to be filled to a comfortable level, while he poured in various bubble bath liquids watching the steaming water bubble at the surface. The scented aroma coming from the rising water smelled of roses, and was very pleasant to the senses. She'll love this, hopefully. I know mum always likes a nice hot soak in the tub. Must be a female thing. With the now prepared steaming bath, Lucius closed the door behind him, as he re-entered the bedroom where Celeste and his mother were. He happily added, Your bath is prepared your highness. as he gave her a cheesy bow. Ms. Benson looked at him and rolled her eyes as she finished inspecting Celeste's bandages. You're good to go, honey. Don't worry, these bandages are waterproof, so they'll be fine in the bath. If you need any assistance, just yell for me! You'll find plenty of soap and shampoo sitting along side the tub, and towels are in the cabinet just to the left. Ms. Benson explained as she smiled a motherly grin and exited the room. Oh, drat.. I almost forgot she was nude under the sheets. Lucius suddenly sprang forth as if it had finally dawned on him of her lack of clothing. Reminding her by pointing to the white over-sized nightgown hanging on one of the foot bedposts, he assumed she could wear it until they found her something more suitable. I-if you don't want to wear that, I can let you borrow one of my T-shirts to cover yourself on your way to the bathroom. They're in the top drawer. As soon as you have your bath, I'll take you out to get something to eat. Blushing, Lucius offered her, as he turned his head to look away and give her some privacy, not registering with him that he should probably leave the room.
Thread: Fallen Out of Grace (Yuna & Rauk's 1x1)

Celeste Fay Even as Ms. Benson continued to look and work on her, Celeste's mind continued to race and contemplate on things that could be done. Honestly, it seemed as if the best way was to go with the flow. Who knew, maybe a more definite plan would fall into her lap somehow. But as things were, her head was starting to hurt from all of this thinking. Nothing was coming to her mind just yet and there would be no point in forcing herself to figure something out now. By the time she decided to let the dice fall where they may or may not land, Lucius had just returned from getting the bath ready. Her cheeks darkened a bit as Celeste found herself stammering slightly, I ... I'm not sure if I'm ... well ... thank you. She wasn't sure on the words 'your highness' being a phrase that could even be applied to her, regardless of whether in a serious or joking manner. But she let it slide if for no other reason than he was genuinely trying to help her out. Just to have landed and fallen near someone who was willing to do so much to keep her safe and alive was a hell of a miracle in itself. She could have ended up anywhere, possibly not around any people at all. And then what? Her head dismissed the matter as it found itself not wishing to think on the thought much more. Thank you, Ms. Benson, she called to the woman while she left. Soon, the room had only herself and Lucius once again. For a few moments, she had been unsure of what to do. She couldn't just let go of the sheets and walk into the bathroom. Well, that wasn't completely true. Celeste could but it wouldn't be overly smart. Luckily, Lucius had reminded her of the nightgown. While it wasn't her exact preference, it seemed wrong of Celeste to be picky. It'll be fine, she reassured, slowly dropping the sheets and pulling the nightgown over her skin, simultaneously being careful of the bandages. It wouldn't be good to ruin them, after all. Once the new cloth was over her, she gave Lucius a smile and bow of her head before heading into the bathroom. A quick but deep inhale allowed Celeste to catch the scent of roses, which made her smile. It had been a nice gesture for sure. When the gown was halfway over herself, she realized ... Celeste wasn't sure where she arrived at. She herself had been from Rouen, France. But given the lack of an accent and even Lucius' name, she was relatively certain that wasn't where she was anymore. It didn't really bother her, per se, but the former angel was definitely a bit curious on this. Placing one arm against one of the walls beside her to help maintain balance, Celeste slowly lowered herself into the tub, letting out a long, soft sigh as the water began to cover her body.
Thread: Fallen Out of Grace (Yuna & Rauk's 1x1)

Lucius Benson The morning was bright and shiny, as Lucius debated where to take his new friend first. Assuming she had to have been starving, the plan was to take her out to eat breakfast at his favorite place just down the road. The small corner cafe at which he was a regular in, had a large variety of breakfast foods, and he was sure Celeste would find something she liked on the menu there. As his friend was taking her bath, he did not want to disturb her until she was finished. While he waited, Lucius exited the bedroom, and made his way into the living room where his mother was watching television. Sitting down on the couch next to her, she welcomed him. Good morning, son. She said. Mornin', mum. I know what and who she is, Lucius. I know you know as well. You...Do? But, how? Lucius said with raised eyebrows. Son... She's a special young lady, sent back to this world for reasons not even she may know yet. She may think it's simple, but it really isn't. You'll both learn soon enough. Ms Benson softly says as she takes a sip of her warm tea. Mum... What are you talking about? How do you know all this? You seemed clueless and in non-belief around her when she spoke of it. Lucius, m'dear. Some things are better kept secret. This is why I'm telling you now. Don't ever let anyone find out who she is, or she will be in very serious trouble. And don't let her know we had this conversation, okay? Ms. Benson stated, glaring at him. Yes, mum. was all he replied. After the conversation between the mother and son had ended, Lucius watched in wonderment as his mother lifted herself off the seat, and faced away from him, walking into the kitchen area. How could she know all this about Celeste? Mum must have some weird hobbies I don't know about in her spare time. As Ms. Benson walked away, Lucius looked up at his mother and to his surprise, saw something he had never noticed before, and it took his breath away. Ms. Benson was wearing a lengthy cream colored nightgown, with a very low-cut back. This made it very easily noticeable as she exited the room, that there were two lines of scar tissue in the exact places where Celeste's fresh wounds were located. The scars were very old, and seemed to have healed up many years in the past. Baffled, Lucius didn't say a word, but slowly turned his gaze into the generic television program playing, and pretended to watch. My own mother? An... Angel too? What's going on! Lucius thought to himself, as this new piece of information rang throughout his mind. Why didn't she tell him before? Why did she come clean now? All he could do now, was let the new information sink in, and wait until Celeste was finished in the bathroom.
Thread: Forbidden Desires ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster )

Tyler his men remained camped not far from the Smith Plantation, but they were far enough not to be stopped. Even if they were spotted, all people would see were Confederate soldiers. Tyler his men kept their uniforms even thought they fought for themselves now. The only real trouble they needed to worry about was other Confederate soldiers looking for them and the yankees. Tyler knew that a Union Army was perhaps only 10 miles east from the Smith Plantation. The yankees had been moving northwards since General Sherman's march to the sea. Everything now hinged on Lee's upcoming battle against Grant at Appomattox. The south could no longer feed it's armies. Lee knew that it was all, or nothing now. Tyler figured that Lee's troubles would keep the Confederates off his tail for a long while. He still had to worry about the Union Army. At the far left of the Union Army was the 4th US Cavalry under the command of Colonel Thomas Harper. This was the unit nearest to the Smith Plantation. The 6th was camped about 8 miles south east almost in between the Smith Plantation and Charleston, South Carolina. Though the Union Army was close by, Tyler didn't change his plans. His need for revenge was greater then his fear of getting caught by the damn yankees. Tyler his men watched the plantation for days. He wanted to know what Clayton's daughter did and when she did it. Even when Tyler was resting, his men watched. They gave him reports of her nightly visits to the slave quarters. Tyler knew that what Clayton's daughter was doing would destroy his former commanders reputation. White women didn't sleep with niggers unless they weren't from this country to begin with. It wasn't uncommon for women from other countries who came here to have black studs in their beds. But that was them and not a sweet southern belle. Tyler watched as Jaime sat on her porch. He saw the black servant girl bring tea before they sat together. Through his field glasses, Tyler looked on as this black girl's hand disappeared up Jaime's dress. There was no doubt that this hussy was letting the girl finger stroke her nasty cunt. A cunt which she allowed niggers to use. Colonel Smith's daughter is a bigger whore then I first thought. Tyler told one of his men. She's letting that nigger gal play with her pussy.......I wouldn't be surprised if they did more openly in front of the rest of her niggers. Tyler spoke with great disgust for Jaime. It was one thing if a white girl git raped by slaves, but willing giving herself to slaves was beyond taboo. That nasty whore would be fucking red skins if there were any around here. Tyler added before spitting on the ground.
Thread: Forbidden Desires ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster )

Jaime leaned her head back and moaned. She stretched her foot out and propped it up on the chair unknowingly facing the men. Emili was insatiable much like the other slaves. She pulled her hand up and licked her shining fingers one by one. Much similar to the way one would lick their fingers after enjoying good old fashioned fried chicken. When her fingers were clean, she smiled to her mistress. Malachi is coming. She whispered. Jaime looked up and smiled as she saw Malachi was indeed coming their way. She smiled broadly. Her body was a live wire. Every nerve ending was on fire and singing. Malachi seemed to sense this and reached out messaging one perfect globe and leaned down to place soft kisses on her neck. It is too hot here missus. Let us go down to the creek. He growled into her ear. I will show you things you have never imagined. He continued to stroke her breasts biting her neck every so often. Thanks, but momma told me never to go with----ahhh. Jaime groaned out as she was bit and shivered in pleasure. She became even more wet if that was possible. She could almost feel her lips swell with need and want. Enjoying that white meat, Malachi? Emili teased as she watched them. Got her nice and juicy for you. She purred and without invitation from Jaime, not that she needed it, she pulled jaime's skirt off and touched that pussy in full view and raised her fingers up to Malachi as if offering a blood sacrifice to a heathen god. Malachi leaned over and sucked emili's fingers and growled in pleasure as Jaime leaned her head back and sighed in pleasure. Now I must have you whether you like it or not. Picking her up, he threw her over his shoulder as of she was no more than a bale of cotton. Jaime squealed that got her a playful swat on her alabaster skin. Hush up. Malachi grinned feeling her juices drool down his chest. He began to walk and turned back to Emili. You comin? Emili didn't need to be asked twice as she leapt up to follow Malachi as they began to walk to the river talking and laughing and joking as Malachi stroked and squeezed Jaimie's thigh.