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Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

With the last dish now washed and dried to be placed away with it's brethren in the cupboard, Meredith was ready to retreat to her room for the night when the sound of a familiar bark reached her ears. He came! She couldn't help but silently exclaim, feeling relieved that her secret friend was safe and sound. A pity though that all she had to offer him was cold meat and hadn't been there earlier as she grabbed a shawl and crept outside. She'd never touched him, this strange and enigmatic wolf-looking dog. Though she did talk to him often enough and it truly did seem as if he had an understand of what it was she said. Good, she needed someone to confide in as her days living here were greatly numbered. I don't know what you're going to do when I'm no longer living here.She chuckled, moving away from the house and moving to sit on the stump of a tree that had up until a year ago, bore the names of her beloved and herself inside of a heart. My father is more likely to shoot you, boy, rather than feed you. And I doubt my new husband would approve of a hound that isn't his.She snorted, emphasizing her disdain on the word 'husband'. I don't love him, I don't even like him.She confessed to the canine as she glanced up at the moon. But my opinion doesn't matter. I think it only mattered with one and well...he's long gone.Brushing away a stray tear. So where were you anyway?She demanded of him after taking a moment to sober up. Did you find a pretty she-wolf to court?She teased him.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Grr..Grrowr grr...gr. The wolf even went so far as to nod his head as if he was answering her question down to the very last detail, before it returned to the meal presented. If canines could sigh, the longest most depressed one ever escaped from Vallios' lips as he looked up at Meredith. A whine and then he pushed forward, nuzzling into her stomach in an attempt to console her...And soothe his own feelings. Looking into her face so full of longing, of sorrow was heart-wrenching. The great wolf tugged at her skirt, trying to lead her further away from the house. He did so with a sense of urgency, pawing at the ground as he slowly edged in towards the woods. For some reason the illusion, the disguise was just too painful to continue. Fear was taking over, the unspoken fear that Meredith would give up on his return and allow herself to be unwillingly whisked away to another's hearth.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Hm?She asked him as he thrust his muzzle into her stomach, nuzzling her aand then seizing the hem of her skirt to urge her to follow him. What was he up to? He usually sat close by, but never made contact with her before until now. It's almost as if he knows I don't want to go and doesn't want to see me go. She mused, patting the sable head of her companion to try and quiet him a bit. Easy fella, what is it?She asked as the woods swallowed their forms and she glanced over her shoulder as if to make sure that her father wasn't aware of her clandestine rendevous before her attention was back on the wolf. It just occured to me, I don't even know your name. And I'll be going away soon to a place I don't want to go. The thought of marriage to another..it just breaks my heart...Unable to hold herself together any longer, she dropped to her knees and allowed those sobs she'd held back until now, usher forth. Vallios...what I wouldn't give to see your face even if for just a moment..
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Arms shaped by years of struggle wrapped themselves around Meredith's shaking face. Where there had been a wolf seconds ago there was now a man, a man who was holding the shaking woman in a tight embrace. A light kiss to the cheek and then silence, Vallios allowing Meredith time to process the events. The moon was shining bright above them, almost three quarters full. It's silver rays cast the two forlorn lovers into haunting silhouette, Vallios' face shadowed by his own waist length raven mane. The right half of his face was completely covered, dark locks hiding the triple scars that stretched equidistant across his right eyebrow, all the way down to his jaw. Other scars could be seen beneath the tattered fabric of the shirt that showed through his ragged coat. My darling, what I wouldn't give to be able to be free of my affliction... He whispered in her ear.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

My darling, what I wouldn't give to be able to be free from my affliction. Meredith froze when instead of fur, it was skin that skimmed along the surface of hers and a voice filled her ears that made her broken heart fuse together before exploding into a thousand shards. She'd gone crazy, must have gone crazy because there was no way in the world that he could be here. Be here and be holding her close to him. Holding her close and..and... Vallios?She asked, lifting her carmine head so that her cheek rested against his, only a few strands of ebon hair to seperate them as arms grew stronger, held him tighter to her. By all that is sacred and holy, have I gone mad with grief finally? Or do the Gods play a cruel trick on me?She asked rhetorically, chin resting upon his shoulder and for the next few minutes, lapsed into silence and wept against the support of his strong frame.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

No, I'm here...I've been coming to see you in disguise every night since I returned to this land. Vallios let Meredith cry out her pent up feelings, all the while holding her tight. He pressed his lips to her forehead and let out a quiet sigh, a few tears of his own slipping down his cheeks to join the pool at their feet. Somehow this was more painful than remaining hidden from her as that innocent wolf, even in their reunion he could feel fate working to drive them apart. A low growl of frustration escaped from Vallios' throat and he laid back, pulling Meredith into a more intimate embrace. His eyes drifted upwards to the stars, the celestial lights that'd cursed them with such wicked destinies. It was a sad thing, to loathe the very blood that coursed through your veins. A feeling that'd blackened Vallios' heart and left him nearly hollow, and yet somehow being back with her almost managed to rekindle his humanity. Vallios could only hope that Meredith wouldn't inspect him too closely, wouldn't question his countless scars. The life of an Afflicted was not glorious by any means, the heinous things Vallios had been forced to do in the name of survival was enough to push most to madness.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Drawn into a far more intimiate embrace, Meredith continued to cry with a mixture of joy and sorrow until she could regain her composure. Or at least compose herself enough that when she looked at him, she could speak without breaking off into a fit of sobs once again. All this time, you've watched over me.She stated simply, cupping his face and taking note of his scars, her heart's pieces shattering again as she shook her head. Oh my dearest love. My only love...She mourned. Seeing you now, feeling you in my arms once more, I can never go through with it.Speaking in reference to the arranged marriage her father had set up for her. I would rather be dead than to have another. Am I so foolish a child still after all these years, Vallios? There has never been a day or a night that I have not mourned your loss. Have not prayed that the Gods would strike me dead so my soul could at least be free to watch over you.Her fingers moving like spiders across the scarred skin of his face and down his throat to his chest. I don't expect you to say it back, but I still love you. Will always love you even if I'm thrust into the house of another man. I would die happily on my wedding night, biting off my tongue to deny him what has always been yours.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Your words bring solace that nothing else could... No, Vallios' lips couldn't form the words. His eyes, baleful and serious gave deepest apology to Meredith that he couldn't reciprocate her vows on the spot. He nuzzled lovingly into her neck and gave the gentlest of affectionate bites, in the same manner he would when they were younger before he'd whisper those three powerful words. But this time the gesture was silent, though the shadow of the feelings were there, as if they were feebly reaching out from their death-bed towards life. Without you my days have been empty, my life drudgery. It is your memory that's kept me going these seven long years. The night was tranquil, even the wind had stopped howling to allow the two their privacy. However, Vallios knew it would not last long...The gods were not that kind. Being an Alpha-wolf, his scent was dominant and his trail marked. Sooner, rather than later he knew more zealous hunters would be hot on his heels...And he could not afford to be found just yet. When the moon waned so would his wolfish scent, he'd become more and more human the more the lunar cycle progressed. Another man's house will never keep you, that much I can promise...
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

If she felt pain from his lack of reply to her troths of love, she didn't show it. After all, sorrow was sorrow, was it not? It had been a kind lie to say that she didn't care if he said it back or not when deep down, she'd wanted to hear those three simple words uttered from his lips once more. Those kisses and playful nips upon her throat whisked her back to the bygone days of their youth, when awkward hands would explore flesh, growing more and more confident as love grew between them. Until that same love transformed them both from inexperienced youngsters, to well practiced lovers who seemingly loved and laid with one another for hundreds of years. Idealistic notions, flights of fancy or ignorance, she didn't care what they called it as she suddenly seized his face gently in her hands so that he could see her face, look her in the eyes to see how sincere she was. Suddenly unable to still the quaking of her body as her lips crashed upon his. Trying to pour her love into him as if it were the heat, the spark of life that his form needed to feel once more. I cannot endure the thought of never seeing you again. For my weakness, please forgive me, my love.She pleaded against his mouth. Take me away this very night or I swear I shall plunge the knife into my heart.Came her sincere if not desperate vow.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Vallios returned her kiss with passionate intensity, able to better reciprocate his feelings when he didn't have to speak. He drowned out her plea for salvation in another heated kiss, clutching her close as he tried to put his desires, his feelings into something better than words. After several heated moments he released her, though he did not break her gaze. The two sat in lingering silence until Vallios spoke quietly. Be patient my love...I'll form a plan. Just please, trust in me...Push off the ceremony for as long as you can. I need two weeks... Even as Vallios spoke he was plotting how he'd steal her away, how he'd forever rescue her from her sad reality. Slowly his eyes began to close, Vallios seeking a moment of inner clarity. So many possibilities, but how would he do it? Would he make the kidnapping obvious, would he stage her death? What would they do? The possibilities and the chances of failure were nearly overwhelming. Just talk to me...Let's treasure this time while we can.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

I don't have much time, Vallios. If my father wakes and finds me gone from the house, he'll come looking for me.She whispered, trembling anew with fright. If her father asked, she doubted she'd be able to hide the truth of this moment from that stern and cold man. Please, I am begging you my dearest..do not send me back into that life without you.She pleaded, crushing herself to him once more. She wanted to breathe him in until he was all she could smell, a secondary form of air she could not survive without. To slip skins and meld into him so that they would never be apart or to have him take her on the forest floor right here and now. Let his seed germenate inside of her womb so that even if she was forced into a loveless marriage, the most precious parts of him and herself would manifest into something tangible she could devote herself to. An anchor to this world if this was to be the last time they saw one another, or else she would fling herself into the void. Or could she take him with her into her new life? He had been the wolf after all for so very long..maybe..he could come with her, she could convince them to let her keep him so that she could in turn, keep him safe.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Vallios stole one last kiss from Meredith before he allowed his body to become lupine again. With a low bark he waited for Meredith to lead the way, resigning himself to continuing the masquerade. This wolfish body was not the least bit comfortable save when the wind was right and the hunt was on...But, Vallios would deal with it for her. Besides, once they were safely inside her own home, and her own room he could shed this body and resume his humanity, if only for a spell longer. Lead...way. Vallios growled, straining to make his bestial vocal cords cooperate and make human sounds. Yes, he could speak in that body. Though the ability was limited, mouth structure and vocal cords both had problems forming the words of the human languages. However, what rudimentary communication was possible definitely beat a resounding and lonely silence. Hopefully Meredith would have enough sense to think up a suitable lie on the return home so that her father would not be too suspicious.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Stealing back to the house as if she'd just had some secret tryst with a lover, she listened carefully at first for sounds of her father sleeping. And much to her great relief, he was snoring deeply and loudly, letting her know that he was less likely to awaken until morning. Green eyes glanced at the lupine form of Vallios before she crept to her room and held the door open for him. Once he crossed the threshold, she shut the door and latched it shut to keep the rest of the world at bay then sat at the edge of her bed. He had been her first. Her only. And she wanted to keep it that way as longing intermingled with desire, carressed with rebellion as she knew her father would strangle her if he knew what or whom she had in her room at the moment. But it didn't matter to her as she knelt on the floor and kissed the end of his nose. All that mattered to her was that they were together and she could be brave a little while longer, risk it all for a taste of the forbidden.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Yet again Vallios shifted, moving gracefully forward. Gently he pushed Meredith down onto her back, leaning down to snare her lips in another blazing kiss. One arm curled around Meredith's waist, the other wrapping itself around her back. With a teasing motion Vallios pressed his hips to hers, knowing that even the littlest games would drive the poor girl mad. Of course Vallios would leave the actual escalation of this situation to Meredith. It was always so much more fun that way, when she would practically beg for it. Those wicked lips found their way to Meredith's neck and he began to nip and bite, working in a slow path along the base of her neck. All of the old teases, every trick he'd learned that made her knees buckle and her insides quiver. It was a rapid and relentless sensual assault, Vallios' way of making up for lost time.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

How long had it been since he'd kissed her that way? Took possession of her tiny form and simply held her with such a dominance that stole her breath away? Just that tiny brushing, that playful nudge was enough to seduce color into her cheeks and make her silently wail, knowing that any noise from her would alert her father immediately that something was amiss. And yet, the danger and forbidden element to laying here in her room with him looming over her and setting her blood to boil. Each nip and suckle from him making it harder and harder to stay silent until she had no choice but to bite down on his shoulder to muffle her whimpers and soft cries. There could be no waiting between them, she needed him now despite the length of time it had been since they'd last joined. Needed to feel his form pressed, connected to her own.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Those skilled hand slipped down and then crept up her shirt, long nimble fingers caressing her sides lovingly as they journeyed upwards. Vallios nudged her chin upwards, exposing more of her tender throat for him. More biting and suckling, moving in slow lazy circles. He pushed himself up just enough to allow Meredith enough room to move her arms freely, to touch and explore him as she wished. Then, in a cruel tease Vallios pulled away, climbing up onto the bed and then laying invitingly on his side, watching Meredith in a manner reminiscent of a cat watching a most delicious mouse. His fingers traced leisurely circles in the fabric, his body language calling out to Meredith to come join him for the height of pleasures. Vallios even went so far as to reach out and offer his hand for her to take, a playful smirk curving those lips of his. In such a sudden fit of passion it seemed as if things were back to how they'd been in their younger days, that shadow of the old Vallios suddenly so much more apparent.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Her trembling hands moved up his shoulders, fingers greedily entwining the ebon hair that flowed from his scalp like a negritude river as his lips and teeth made her body twitch and dance beneath him. She never wanted this to end, prayed to whatever Gods were watching, listening that if they could just be kind and prevent the Dawn from ever cresting, she would be eternally in their debt. And then it was all over before she had a chance to touch him further, stifiling a groan of protest as he climbed up on the bed and watched her with that smirk, beckoned her forth with that gaze until she had no choice but to move. Move and lay beside him in her bed as she'd dreamed of for so very long, tucking her form against his and remembering the night they first made love. Green eyes shimmered with a multitude of emotions and she reached down to gently ease her skirt off her lower torso, grasping his hand and pressing it eagerly between her smooth thighs so he could feel how much she needed this, needed him at the moment.
Thread: Afflicted With Love (Erato and Cheshire Smirk)

Their forms pressed close together, Vallios let his fingers roam along Meredith's thighs, long digits touching, tempting, and teasing all the sensitive spots as his fingers crept towards her core. Vallios' firm hand curled around her loins, his thumb giving her slit slow, steady strokes through the fabric of her underclothes. Meanwhile, Vallios had nuzzled himself into Meredith's neck, biting and nibbling at her throat to further her need. Signs of want were not unique to Meredith alone, the length and strength of Vallios' manhood was fighting, and nearly winning a battle to escape from the close fitting pants that sat around his hips. With a low growl he pressed himself against Meredith's unoccupied hand, waiting for her to reciprocate his explorations.
Thread: Private Messages Not Being Sent?

Quick question that may border on silly... I'm new to blue moon and have recently sent out one or two PM's. However, when I send them, they seem to sit in my outbox, instead of going to my sent messages file. When I use outlook for emails, sent mails and outbox are two very different things, if it's in the outbox that means its waiting to be sent. Is that how it works here as well? And if it does work that way, how do I get my messages out of the outbox and actually sent? Any help or advice would be greatly appreciated!
Thread: Private Messages Not Being Sent?

Messages in the Outbox haven't been read yet. They move to the Sent box when the receiver reads them.
Thread: Private Messages Not Being Sent?

Thanks!
Thread: Coming of the Savior

Jessa sat in the vestuable of the throne room. Her long brown hair pulled and her green eyes sparlked with unshed tears. She wore a loose dress that exposed her back. Not what the king would have chosen for her but it was the traditional garb for one such as she. An older woman entered momentarily. It is nearly time Jessa - you are truely blessed. the woman glanced at the girl who sat trembling. Why on earth are you scared? You will soon serve your king and be with the gods. As the woman left Jessa shook her head. 'Blessed? I am doomed to die so the king can keep his powers.' She was not a small girl - at 18 she was short but plump. The god Agun would not accept a poor skinny girl. Every twenty years a girl was given as sacrifice to Agun. She had been breed and raised knowing of her great 'honor'. She knew her duty and would follow it through for the good of her king - as was expected of her. A pounding on the door announced the arrival of the guard charced with delivering her to the Great Temple in Hamphis.
Thread: Coming of the Savior

Soon enough with the doors open a tall beast lumbered into the chamber. Garb in black long fur a Minotaur comes in slowing as the chains bind him from too much movement. Here is the Guardian you asked for. Don't worry about this beast. His will was easily broken like most. He'll take the girl to the temple without much of a problem, He says with a grin before the messenger unlocks the chains. The poor beast looks melancholy at the girl as he rubs his large hands. His bulging muscles were quite evident as they weren't easy to hide under the fur. The Minotaur walks up further as his feet clank hard on the tiled floor. He looks down at the girl before bowing down on one knee and raising a hand up to take hers. It was all things he memorized from the human who brutally trained him just for this.
Thread: Coming of the Savior

Jessa looked up at the beast. 'A minotaur?!?' she wondered to herself as her trembling increased 'They are monsters. Bloodthirsty savages! Was the king mad?! She would never make it to the temple alive!' My Lord King - I serve you and the gods. She spoke the ritual words required of her. Jessa put her hands into the large hand of the minotaur surrendering her fate to the gods. She stood on shaking legs and did her best to hold her head high - 'This is an honor. I serve my king. I honor the gods.' She kept chaning this to herself as she prayed for strenght. The kings chamberlain opened the vestibule doors leading to the outside of the castle. A great fanfare met her ears as they stepped out. In two weeks she would assure the kings continued power and the favor of the gods in a great celebration.
Thread: Coming of the Savior

Soon enough he lifted her up off the ground and squarely placed her on his shoulder. Which was quite actually nice to sit on and it made it alot nicer to her than walking. With it he began to walk her to the royal carriage. He helped her into the carriage but, not before spotting an odd mark on her. Soon enough the beast has his eyes wide open. 'It is the mark.' Looking around the place he closes the door before leading the men that will also protect the Princess. A parade of people shower the side of the road as they celebrate what was to come. The Minotaur though was merely pelted with odd rotten fruits. Though he put up with it as the ends would serve him quite well. He just needed to deal with the guards once they got further out. After all if he did it now he'd be wasting his time.