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Thread: Servant of Revenge (xWickedBlackLace & I)

Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I It seemed that this woman was sensitive to Sol's more carnal desires, however brief they were. He didn't take much heed to her words, saying that if he wanted to take a more in-depth look at her, all he had to do was ask. There were more important things to take care of at the moment...not that he would mind boning her, of course. He didn't have to be told, however, that she was an adept at melding with the shadows. Most demons of her variety were capable of that sort of thing and while normally, it would be a cinch to get by a barrier of his description, he still had a little doubt in his mind. Then it came time for the young wizard to share his contributions to his cause, something he had no problem telling her out loud. When she was finished speaking, Sol rose to his feet, making sure to dust off any dirt from his pants before going into some of his details. Well, if you should really know, I do posess some rather basic elemental magicks, Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, that whole sort. But my specialty is combining these basic elements to form more powerful attacks. And it's not limited to just two elements at a time. There is a drawback to it though. The more elements I combine, the more effort it takes to control it. If I'm not careful, I could end up passing out, something I can ill afford in a fight. As he finished explaining these abilites of his, he turned his back to her and appeared to clutch his staff a little tighter than normal before continuing. There is one more thing I am capable of. But that, I can't reveal to you. You see, when dealing with your kind, I can never be too careful. There may come an instance when I would have to use this ability of mine against you. Sol turned then and seemed to have a small grin on his face. But let's hope it doesn't have to come to that, hmm? And with that he began to make his way towards the entrance of the cavern. Come. Let's leave this dreary place. There is a town nearby where I have obtained lodgings for the night and I'm a bit tired from bringing you forth.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I My kind? she scowled for a moment, looking quite offended. Then she reasoned with herself, in her mind, that it was probably a smart tactic on his part not to reveal too much. As little as she liked being kept secrets from, he was her summoner. He had the power, and she couldn't read his mind. They had a small connection, but she couldn't cross any sort of boundaries out of respect. It displeased her and made her features twist into somewhat of a pout. As full as her lips were, it made her pouty lips look a bit sexual. Everything she did looked involuntarily sexual. She was a beast of hell created for the sexuality of man. Silently, she wondered if she would be able to invade his dreams in her sleep and have somewhat of a fun time with him. Perhaps it would happen physically? His power over her was slightly arousing. I don't really have a problem with being here, but I suppose we have a mission. She loved dreary, secluded places. But she was also curious to see what this man wanted from her, and just what he could do with his powers. She turned to face him and slowly pressed herself up against his chest, her breasts pressing at about his ribcage. Mahogany eyes glanced up at him and she took her own lip between her teeth with a small sly smile. ...If you project an image into my mind of where you want to go, I can take you there, through shadow travel.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I It was hard for Sol not to take notice of the woman's features as her face winced and her body leaned in an attractive manner. He couldn't figure if it was intentional or not, but the way things seemed, she was quite into him. He had to be wary though. Acts like this could only mean that she wanted to get into his pants, manipulate him and then perhaps turn her back on him when she felt she had enough of him. It didn't mean he wasn't enjoying the attention though. When the young wizard continued on his way, he was stopped abruptly by the demon. She leaned into him a bit as if to take in a gentle embrace and her breasts pressed into his chest hard enough that he could feel the beating of her inhuman heart. He gazed into her eyes deeply and for a moment, it seemed as if he were entranced by them, ready to give himself to her at a moments notice. But the man wasn't as stupid as one would believe. He did indeed hear her words and slowly lifted his staff between them so that he could give himself a little distance. And how would I go about doing that? He asked with a sly grin of his own as if his actions were meant to tease the woman. He had an inkling of what he might have to do though and he began to envision the entrance of the village in his mind. He would have thought of something closer, but he didn't want this shadow travel of hers to bring any undue attention to himself. There was a reason why demon summonings were concidered forbidden by most people.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I Vaeda wasn't very amused by his actions. In fact, she found it offensive. The fact that he was proving to be a challenge was enough to get her blood boiling for him. It was frustrating. It sped her heartrate as she stepped back and narrowed her eyes at him. Her gaze pierced him as if to tell him that was unacceptable of him. She was a succubus, and he was currently resisting her purpose. It appeared that his intelligence may be a little more thick than she'd imagined. Never before was she summoned by somebody so quick to turn down her attempts at seduction. I see the entrance. she said promptly, a bit of bitterness buried beneath the words. Her tone of voice grew slightly more spiteful, but almost more vulnerable as she was rejected. Still, she kept her graceful and confident disposition. So once we go through the villiage, is there a particular room you wanted us to end up in?
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I Sol was quick to notice the womans distain for his actions. He wondered how hungry she was for him and if she had anything up her sleeve to try and trick him into bedding her. He would have to remain one step ahead of her and continue to resist, no matter how badly she wanted it. He could only imagine the things she would try and for a moment, his thoughts turned to a burlesque house that was near the inn where he was staying. For all he knew, she would try and coax him in there or use one of the dancers inside to try and entice him some before she jumped in. His thoughts then turned back to that particular inn he was staying at. It was the target destination after all. There is a room with an assorted number of books I have been reading in preperation for my journey, the young man replied, bringing the image of it to his mind. That is the place where we will be resting until I've gathered enough strength to continue. I take it you'll have no problem bringing us there, right?
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I She watched him for a moment, contemplating him. The lines of her face were wrinkles of displeasure, but she had to push it aside to serve him. But she would get him, she swore to it...he would fucking want her after this night was over. Slowly, she took a few steps backward from him, narrowing her eyes. Fine. Flickering her eyes closed, she waved her hand. Fine. she repeated, forgetting it for a moment. She walked up to him once more and brushed his staff aside. She had to touch him for this to work. Slowly she slipped her arms around his waiste and tilted her head up at him, a smirk lifting her lips. Hold on. And then she pushed him backwards. They both dissolved into the darkness of the shadows. It wasn't even a lightyear before they ended up in the room of the inn that she was shown. She manifested them both near the bed and stepped back from him. This the room? She looked around and nodded, confirming the imagery match for herself. Was it resting you wanted? Actual sleep? Because I can recharge you. She pushed him down onto the bed and straddled him, tugging at his collar. She would not be denied right now. She began unbottoning his shirt. I'm going to rub you down. Feed you some energy. That should do just the trick.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I Sol hoped that there was no more need for talking now that the woman agreed to his requests. The only thing left for him to do was wait and see just how she was going to get him inside the room of an inn from a dark cave in the middle of the night. That's when she put her arms around his waist and for a moment, it appeared as if she was going to try and get physical with him against his wishes. Then she muttered for him to hold on and in that instant, he realized that this was how her shadow travel worked. He was suddenly pushed backwards and before he could grunt from the impact, his world was surrounded by darkness. Though it didn't feel like his body was disintegrating, it actually was as the particles scattered into nothingness and reappeared in the exact location he had in his mind. When his vision returned, Sol took a quick look around. He was near the bed where he slept and behind him was a desk stacked with several books he had brought with him when he started his journey. They were just as he left them, even the ones that he forgot to close and the few that were scattered about the floor. Other than that, it resembled your typical short term living quarters. Before the young wizard could gain his bearings though, he found the woman had decided she had enough of not being able to put her hands on him as he was forced down on the bed. Before he could utter a word of complaint, she was on top of him, reaching for his shirt in an attempt to rip it off of his body. It was true that he did need to rest and regain his energy, but this method of hers seemed more like she wanted to make passionate love to him. This, of course led Sol to try and offer up a little resistance as he took hold of her wrists to try and hold her off. He was surprised, however, to find that either his strength was sapped more than he thought or her demonic form was actually proving to be overpowering to him. He tried to thrust his hips to buck her off, but that too failed and made it seem like he was intent on penetrating between her legs with his dick more than anything. W...wait a minute, he finally protested before sighing and dropping his arms as if he were giving up on resisting.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I Vaeda paused, mahogany gaze looking a bit startled. She was a succubus and he was resisting her charm. He was resiting her sexy glares, her serpentine movements, the sway of her hips. He was resisting the feel of her soft red lips on any given part of his body. It upset her to the core, and she furrowed her brow as he stopped her. What? she asked, letting loose her grip on his shirt. Still, she straddled him. For the time being she gave up on her mission to make him want her to listen to what he would have to say. After all, he was her summonor. He did hold the reins over her...to an extent. It wasn't just that though...she ALMOST felt a pang of sympathy for him and his life's sorrow. Why? Vaeda didn't even know why herself. And that was upsetting as well.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I It was a surprise to see the woman ease up as Sol spoke out. At that point, he would have thought she would have advanced now that he had given himself up, but instead, she actually gave heed to his words. An awkward silence then followed while the young man tried to figure out what his next move would be and after a short bit of thought, he finally spoke out. Can you at least let me sleep this one night? He asked, setting a hand on one of the thighs that straddled him. I don't care what you do after that, but for now. I just wanna sleep like a normal human being while I still can. After all, once this whole deal is finished, I doubt you'll be letting me rest anytime after that. Sol figured that his words were true. He didn't really know what she would do with him after she helped him kill the monster that haunted his dreams so. Such simple pleasures as sleep would probably not be available to him afterwards. And aside from that, he didn't know what the effects of letting her 're-energize' him would be. He felt it was best to do what humans did naturally and sleep it off.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I Vaeda's body ached now, and she nibbled lightly on her bottom lip as she watched him. The feel of his hand on her thigh was all that she had from him right now...her energy mingled with his, the contact driving her wild. It was as though he was gaining this power over her rather quickly. It made her uncomfortable. Still, she wanted to dominate him and ravage him. It made her crave him more. It made her want to show him that if he just let her touch him, she could satiate needs he never even knew he had. A small sigh escaped her sultry lips, but the grip of her thighs loosened and she crawled off of him. Fine. You are human after all, I suppose. she admitted, disliking the feel of being defeated. She may have lost the battle, but the war was still raging. She rolled over beside him and looked up at the cieling. Once he rolled into a sleep, she could get him there...do her convincing in his dreams. She could be extremely helpful to him in all ways. Through sexual power, as well as healing and such. He would see. In time. Preferably in his sleep tonight.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I Though he was glad that the demoness was listening to him, he did feel sorta bad for her. Here he was, alone with one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen and he was turning down her advances like some kind of castrated fool. Perhaps, he thought, he would be a little more willing in the morning. The least he could do was sate her hunger just a little bit. As she rolled off of his body, the young wizard turned to the bed and removed his cloak along with the tatters of what once was his shirt. He didn't dare remove his pants as this seductress next to him might have second thoughts after seeing him naked. He began to settle down then, the cool air hitting his chest and his mind wandering slowly into sleep. His gaze turned towards the ceiling then and the thoughts of what would come next came to mind. He thought aimlessley for what seemed like hours until finally, his eyes closed and he was fast asleep. But even in the peace and tranquility of sleep, Sol Gareth was restless. He found himself in a dream, or what he first thought to be a dream. He stood before the image of his home village. Men, women and children walked by him as if they were content with their daily lives. He reached out to try and touch one of them to see if it was really real, but they were merely images of his past, void of form or comfort. Still, the young wizard belived it to be a wonderful dream of times gone by and a warm smile painted his face as he stretched his arms outward and took in the bright light of the sky. Alas, that was where the dream ended and the nightmare began. It was then the sky turned red and the sun a shade of black that could only have come from the depths of darkness itself. Sol looked down then and the cheery disposition of the townsfolk turned to fear and panic. They screamed in horror and fled in every direction as the buildings burned and collapsed. It's coming! they would scream aloud. Run for your lives! And it was at this moment that the young wizard knew exactly what was going on. This was the very day he remembered when his life of peace and tranquility shattered into pieces. Desperatley, he ran forward to the area where the people were fleeing and it was not long before he saw the image of death incarnate before him. It was the very monster he described to the woman when they first met. It's appearance had not changed since he first saw it. How could it? He remembered the image so clearly that his mind created an exact replica of it in his dream, right down to the slain bodies that it held in its grip. Sol took hold of his staff, a look of fury in his eyes and charged forward with reckless abandon. He hoped to strike down the monster where it stood, forgetting all about his contract with the woman or the assistance she could possibly offer him. The staff flew through the air, driven by the hand of the young wizard, but like with most dreams, his rage only blinded him to the truth that he could not touch this monster. For who could strike down a nightmare so powerful?
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I For Sol, there was nothing but rage in his mind as he continued to swing away at the monster unsuccessfully. Then, as if by some cruel twist, the creature began to walk away. This was, of course, due to Vaeda's spell, but to him, it seemed like it was simply walking and fading into the darkness of his mind. He gave chase, but his legs felt like they were jelly and he couldn't gain any momentum to catch it. After a short while, the monster dissapeared and the young wizard dropped to his knees. Consumed by anguish, he let out a roar that echoed in the emptiness of his mind, not yet aware that his settings have changed. When he did finally gather the strength to stand again, he staggered forward, and gazed at his surroundings. The area was quite familiar to him. It was a place where he would go and play when he was a child and as he looked to each side, he could see the brief images of himself running around trees and through the bushes with his arms spread wide like wings. But even these images did little to ease the pain Sol's heart and he marched forward like a wounded warrior. Then, from the darkness echoed a voice. The young wizards eyes lit up as if he recognized it and sure enough, he did. It was the voice of an old friend calling out to him and he began to recall the memories he had of her. Her name was Aurora. At the time he was enjoying the innocence of being a child, this woman was entering her teenage years. Despite this, she always found the time to stay in the company of the younger children, observing them and making sure they stayed out of trouble when it came up. Sol had taken a particular liking to her, always staring with awe at her beauty and kindness. It didn't go unoticed by Aurora though who would always stare back and give him a warm smile. The last thing the young wizard would remember, of course was that of her body standing in front of him and protecting him from the attacking monster. It struck her down without mercy and as he crawled towards her dying body, she held out her hand to his cheek and stoked it gently. Her last words to him were as vivid and clear as the day he heard them. Live, she said. There will always be happier times ahead. With these memories in mind, Sol made his way forward to the source of the voice. Aurora's faint image could be seen in the distance and he muttered out her name as if a miracle had brought her back to him. When her image became clearer and he could see the deep saphire color in her eyes, he collapsed to his knees with a glazed look in his eyes. Aurora, he called out again. You're really alive...Please...help me...
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I Once she heard his voice in return, she began to run at a light pace. It almost felt as though it was familiar as it sifted through the trees in an extremely distressed manner. Vaeda was actually putting herself in this woman's place, feeling human emotions that she had eradicated long ago. The leaves crinkled beneath her boots as she ran, the wind taking her soft chesnut locks in it's wake. Legitimate tears prodded the backs of her lids as she fell to the ground in front of him, immediately taking his face within her soft hands. Her touch was silk, she made sure it was as comforting as possible at this present time. A soft scent of sweet vanilla plum, however, would be unfamiliar to him. It was simply a piece of Vaeda herself peering through the woman's body as she looked upon him from behind what couldn't be her own eyes. You survived. Oh god, I'm so glad you survived. she said as she threw her arms around him and buried her face into his shoulder. Tears slid down her cheeks at a slightly uncontrolled place as she embraced him and let her emotions pour into him. Those feelings of his were reciprocated for the time being, in his dreams, and nothing would feel better than requited love. She withdrew and pressed her forehead to his, her hand resting behind his neck as she held him to her, fell against him as the heat of their bodys intertwined. He would never know the masque of this moment. A pang of guilt seared through her veins as quickly as she pushed it away. There was no time for these human emotions. What she was experiencing was already overwhelming. Could it be that he was actually filling a void deep inside of her? One that had closed on it's own hollow interior? This wasn't a time for Vaeda. She had to embrace this woman, this character, as distressing as it was. All of this time, Sol...I had regretted not being able to hold you like this. She choked a bit, but in time regained her disposition. I will do whatever you ask of me, Sol. What is it that you need? How can I help you? Anything.
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Re Serving Revenge xWickedBlackLace I The feeling of Aurora's hands on his face was like a small taste of heaven to Sol. It had been so long since he felt them and he desired more. After taking in the silky smooth feeling of her palms, he collapsed unto her, taking in her embrace. He stared deeply into her eyes as their foreheads touched and the crystal blue of her eyes gave off a familiar twinkle that warmed the young wizards heart to no end. It was around that time she started explaining how she had never had the chance to hold him like this and for Sol, this brought back some rather pecuiliar memories. He would recall the instances when they were playing around as children and he would somehow stumble into Aurora, falling into an awkward position that left his hands squarely on her cleavage. The girl would turn red and then proceed to beat him about the head in a comical manner while chastising him for his seemingly perverted ways. As the memories drifted away, Sol couldn't help but place his head between Aurora's breasts and embrace her much like she was embracing him now. Then she asked him if there was anything she could do for him and hidden between the breasts of his childhood friend, the young wizards face lit up with a twinge of pink as he closed his eyes, replying, Just let me hold you like this for awhile. Please? He remained unmoving from that moment, taking in the feeling of Aurora's chest and feeling a slight sense of arousal despite the tender moment.