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Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees The winds were quiet, but the forest was not. Daear followed Thyra through the bush as best he could, her small lithe frame far more suited to this sort of travel than his tall, muscular one. It was only moments before she was lost to his eyes. But that psychic scent, that sweet honeyed aroma, would be more than enough to trace her through these woods. Then like a wave of bile, emotions slammed into his mind. Coming from Thyra. Trees split at the trunks as he carved himself a tunnel directly to her, summoning the short sword he kept on hand if he needed to fight in cramped conditions. But when he arrived at the clearing, that sword disappeared and his heart sank into his boots. He had never seen Thyra's home before, but it was obvious this was it. That this had been it. He found her already on her knees, tears forming in her eyes but appearing to freeze there alongside the icy spread coming out from her knees. Daearmuid's chest heaved a deep breath, knowing what he would have to do. Protocol said this was not his duty, that her Inner Circle would tend to her needs and she had to choose that circle for herself. But she had no Inner Circle. She was not Blood as he was Blood she had grown up in secret, never able to learn her Craft, never taught the intricacies of protocol. He would have to suffice for now. If she hated him later, so be ithe would simply make sure she was alive to do so. Thyra. A silken croon. Hell's fire but he enjoyed the husky flavor his voice took on when she was involved. He moved around to her front, settling on his knees face to face with her. Thyra, come back. A dark whisper, part of the night. Gentle probes reached out to her mind, begging for entrance. Don't fall into that abyss, he pleaded with her. He put his forehead to hers while his mind tried to link with hers, as it had only minutes before. But this time he would not force himself to stop at the surface. This time, he would feel her, immerse her in himself and himself in her, and pull her back from that Abyss.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees She wanted to make them pay for what they did to her home, to her mother...and to her. Her hatred deepened a little more, up until now she had avoided thinking about what had almost happened to her. The thought of being broken by those disgusting men made her burn inside. She had never felt anger like this before, her mother's gentle disposition and teaching always kept her relatively placid. Seeing her home destroyed awoke something inside her that made her want to make those men suffer. Her thoughts faltered...those men were dead... 'Thyra...' She heard the soft, crooning voice. They were dead because someone else had come to her aid. 'Thyra come back.' It was such an enticing voice, it made her ache inside, replacing the fiery anger with another kind of fire. As the anger seeped away she felt him there, probing at her mind like a lover's caress asking her to open up. She heard his voice calling her back from the tempting depths of abyss, when her eyes focused on his there was desire there and she leaned forward just slightly, her arms snaking around his neck and breath hot against his lips. Daearmuid... She murmured. That was the voice she heard, his voice, it brought forth a jumble of emotion she didn't quite understand but it kept the rage and the grief at bay.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees His world had been turned upside-down by this girl and her cries, her pleading, her honey-sweet voice and ivory skin, her emerald green eyes and her intoxicating scent. She had been taken from her home, kidnapped by the broken bodies of what used to be stains upon the Blood her home had been destroyed, her family and possessions burned away and her life had been taken from her piece by piece until she now had nothing left. Nothing but the clothes on her back, the air in her lungs... and him. The last piece of comfort she would have in this life was the comfort of his embrace, the warmth of his body against hers. And the last thing she had to hold on to was her Blood, but even the Jewels that fueled her Self now threatened to upend her and send her spiraling into the Abyss. No. No . Not Thyra. Not his Thyra. That instinctive possessiveness, so strongly held in check before, now flooded through his body like wildfire as his name rolled off her lips. Those sounds had never in his life made him want, made him ache, so thoroughly, and he knew in this moment that nothing ever again would. Daearmuid felt the heat of her breath against his own lips, her face closer than he had been prepared for. He had never felt such a fire stir on his face, in his heart, or in his loins. That lattermost, he shoved down, knowing full well that some day, he would be with her on her Virgin Night, but that night would not be this one. But now, she needed comfort, and he needed to comfort her. Everything else in the world would solve itself, so long as the fire of her mind could be contained. She was too close, too beautiful, and he was too stunned, too male she was a Queen, and though her body was young her mind far shadowed it over. Now, he could not stop himself now had he wanted to. And he didn't want to. Tender hands slunk around her tiny form, no longer giving her the embrace of a savior, but of a lover. One held her thin hips while the other snaked around to her opposite shoulder. His head came down just the barest inch, his lips hanging a hair's breadth from hers for the space of a heartbeat before sinking the final distance. The unrelenting inferno that swept over his body made him intake a deep breath, his chest swelling against her breasts and deepening his embrace. Civilizations rose and fell, stars sprang to life and died out, all in the span of that single, passionate, possessive kiss. His lips moved against hers with all the hunger of a wild predator, but all the delicacy of a first-time lover, her supple lips pink and plump under his own. The arm around her shoulder moved up to gently embrace the back of her head. He stroked her hair. He touched her neck. Anything to take in another sense of her, anything to bring her more into his mind. He could not escape the need that ignited his mind hotter than it had ever burned, not in anger nor passion.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Thyra felt as though she were floating, her mind and body entirely seperate entities. She could feel Daear's arms around her, the heat from his body warming her cold body, his lips pressed against hers. She wanted more, she wanted everything he had to offer but some rational part of her mind had detached from the scene and was gently prodding her to be careful. To much heat and she was certain to get burned. Her hands slid up his shoulders, her nails digging in slightly as her lips parted eagerly to accept him. The tender feel of his fingers sliding up her neck and tangling in her hair made her shiver and the tiniest of moans escape against his mouth. She sensed his mind open and rushed to fill her own with every part of him.'Thyra stop.' The voice caused her to falter and hesitate right at the edge of his essence. Though her body continued to press against his, her mind froze like a wild animal caught in the light. 'You mustn't do this.' It was her mother's voice. Calm and rational as always. 'You will break Thyra. You are not ready yet.' With a gasp, as if icy water had been doused over her heated skin, she pushed away from Daearmuid. Chest heaving and hair tangled, she sat staring in shock at the Eyrien from about a foot away. Even now she had to fight back a desire to slink back into his arms. Wh...what was that... She panted, trying to make sense of everything that happened. I...I have never felt like that before... She muttered, the red in her cheeks darkening. If she didn't know better, she would have sworn the Warlord Prince had used craft to entice her out of the abyss but she DID know better and the experience had been something else entirely. The few moments she had been connected with him had been enough to show he had been equally powerless and somewhere she sensed a vague...shadowy sense of guilt? The feeling put her on edge, making her feeling suddenly vulnerable and she wrapped her arms around herself. Why would he feel guilty...pushing the thought aside for now her gaze went back to her demolished home. Her rage was still there but it was under control for the time being. It gave her something to focus on, a purpose to drive her forward. Whoever had done this would pay for what they did, Thyra would make sure no one else would suffer because of them.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees His mind had driven him to the brink of insanity in the few moments their lips had been pressed together. His Thyra melted like ice in his arms, Daearmuid wholly thankful for the response. Fear budded in his chest as his mind dove farther and farther away from his body and pulled him deeper and deeper into her embraceand then it stopped. Like a frightened animal, she slipped out of his arms and recoiled away, desire mixing with uncertainty and fear on her face as she regarded him. The near-sickening sweetness of her voice was now tinged with a thin rivulet of fear, fear waxed in awe and painted with the brilliant colors of desperation. His heart tried to shatter into a thousand pieces under that shocked stare, her sudden departure wrenching the organ out of his chest as she pulled out of his arms. That... He gathered his voice, that unfamiliar sultry tone smoothing out into a mimcry of that lazy, courting voice he had heard from only one other male in his life. That was what happens when a compatible Queen and a Warlord Prince meet for the first time. The hunger in his eyes simmered low, affection overtaking desire and turning those golden eyes into inviting yellow pools. Neither of us have ever felt like that before, he corrected, those eyes glowing in the dimness of the clearing. Most Blood males spend their entire life dreaming of feeling like that, dreaming but never feeling, hoping but never experiencing. Did she not understand? He had gotten the feeling from her that she had not spent much time in a Court, but he had accredited that to her age, her lack of experience falling to the wayside as her young form sent his mind sprawling in so many directions. I've been waiting a thousand years or better to feel it. I've waited for you my whole life. Yearned for you my whole life. I've simply never known it was you I was aching for. The psychic tendrils he had tried to feel her mind with retracted, and in fact, reversed. With a deep breath, steeling himself, he opened the first stage of his Self to her, his thoughts and memories rumbling like thunder within his mind. Thyra. Silk. Feel what I feel. Satin. Feel what you made me feel. The sense of inexperience about her saw Daearmuid uncertain of how to explain to her what it was that had happened between them most Queens knew, as all Blood knew, that the fire between a Queen and a Warlord Prince, especially a dark-Jeweled one, was often fierce enough to scorch nations to the dirt. But she did not. He could not draw on that knowledge, couldn't stimulate a sense she did not have. So instead, he would let her learn for herself.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Daear's voice was like velvet, sliding over her skin and sending shivers up Thyra's spine. The warning her mother had instilled in her, lurked at the edge of her mind balancing out the intense desire the Eyrien was bringing forward. She gazed into his mesmermizing yellow eyes as he explained...and invited her into his mind. Feeling slightly wary, she slowly allowed her own mind to mingle with his. All his emotions and memories flooded over her and she could see with astounding clarity what he had experienced. The incredible connection, the desperation as she pulled away, the passion and desire. All of it were there in her mind. She blinked away a few tears when her heart felt what his heart felt. She had no words after gently withdrawing from his mind and self. Thyra sat there staring up at him, with a whole new understanding in her expression and a sincere apologetic look. She felt horrible for causing that moment of grief in him and wanted to ensure it never happened again...though somehow she knew it probably would. She sensed rather than knew that the nature of their relationship would prove to be trying over the next little while because of their immediate bond and the laws laid down by the blood. Thyra gazed at him a moment longer before pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. What...what do I do now? She asked softly, try as she might she couldn't completely keep the waver out of her voice. In a single day her entire world was turned upside down, she had lost the person most dear to her and found the person she needed most on the same day. She wanted to be brave, and confident like the queens her mother spoke about but right now she felt weary, drained of all the energy she had felt a few moments ago. Even the cold was beginning to seep into her body, causing her to shiver. Where will I go? She finally asked, raising her eyes back to his.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees The feel of her coming into his mind, his Self, was enough to draw a sharp gasp from the depth of his chest. Those moments were painfully short-lived as she withdrew barely a half minute later, retreating away from the outpouring of feelings he had revealed to her. His heart melted as the fear in her eyes turned to apology, melted away into nothing but need to hold her and comfort her and tell her that she was safe now. As her voice came again, that melted mixture ignited like kerosene to a torch, the vibrato of tears in her voice too much for him to bear. He wanted to go to her, to wrap her in his embrace, but held his place for now, for he was not certain of his ability to keep himself in check if he came in contact with her. With the pieces of her life scattered all around her, Thyra's mind had become an unstable thing, and Daear was not entirely sure his touch was a remedy to that. Not yet, anyway. Not here, and not now. Not like this, and not without patching her holes and bandaging her scars. Not before he could show her exactly what it meant to be a Queen in the presence of a Warlord Prince who knew what he was about. The dismay in her question was too much for him to bear, and he dropped his chin to his chest. Where will you go? he parroted back, glancing around the clearing to the destroyed house. The sight would have boiled his blood again if he wasn't fighting back tears, struggling to maintain his strength to carry her. But the answer came easily to him, and quickly. He steadied his breath then took her eyes again, resolution strong in those halcyon orbs. You will go where you are loved, he answered simply, his voice stronger and calmer than he would have guess it would be. You will go where you can be protected and cared for, sheltered, and fed, taught the Craft and the Court. If you would have us, my Queen, your Court awaits you. The words had blundered out of his mouth before he could stop them, and now hung like a thick scent in the air. The offer of a Court was a serious one, and should she accept, Thyra would rightfully be the Queen of Daear's Courtwhich currently consisted of none but himself. He was employed by the SaDiablos and had frequent connection with the Dark Court, but never had been directly made part of it. A Master of the Guard and Steward would need to be selected, and though a few names came to mind, Daear could not speak for them.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Thyra's eyes widened in awe at his statement. A court...a court had been her mothers dream. Her mother had told her she would not be safe until she had chosen her court, until she was fully in control of her power and trained in the ways of the Blood. Her heart thrummed in her chest and she felt a rush of excitement tingle along her limbs. But...I have...no training...no area to call my own... She paused and gazed at Daear, absorbing his entire statement. You...you would be apart of my court? She asked softly. She had no idea of the etiquettes required of her to accept his offer. All she knew is that she wanted this more than anything and she did not want to do it without him. Licking her lips and feeling nervous she pushed herself to her feet and walked over to him. Daearmuid, I...I accept you as one of my inner circle. I pledge to protect and shield you, with body, mind and soul. Thyra wasn't sure it sufficed but ultimately, her body, mind and soul were all she had left so it was the most serious pledge she could think of. The words were awkward, stammered and shy sounding but she finished with a steady curtsy and gently took his hand in hers adding in a soft kiss on the top his hand. Afterwards she stood before him, fidgeting with the edge of his shirt. While she felt shy and more than a little awkward, she was confident that she was taking the right steps. This was the way to securing a future for herself and a way to help others like herself. A way to protect the untainted blood in Tereille from further harm. A smile broke out across her face as she looked up at him. Thyra could not express how happy she was to have him here now, to have him propose the offer that he had.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Daearmuid stared down at the diminutive figure before him, blood pounding in his ears and world spinning. Conflict warred in his mind like a battleground one side stood ecstatic, words not suitable to describe the total elation that coursed through him. Thoughts of whether he would be Master of the Guard, Steward... no, he knew his role in her inner circle perhaps before even she herself did. The other side of the battle stood grim and destitute, starkly aware the responsibility he had just posed on two other Blood males yet to be determined. They were part of her court now, too, standing right alongside Daearmuid as the inner circle to a Queen who had not even made her Offering yet. The words she spoke, so meek and shy, rang in his ears like the clanging bell of a monastery, crossing his eyes and dulling his hearing the endearing way she fiddled with his fabric threatened to rend his heart from his chest, affection surging through him like the heat of a strong whiskey and her smile, that honey-sweet smile, threatened to crush his mind with the immediate possessiveness that flooded through his being. Daear bent knee, taking in his strong hands her tiny ones, regarding her with brimming tears in his eyes. My Queen, was all he managed to whisper before pulling her to him, wrapping her in his embrace and blacking out the world around them. The clearing, the ruined house, the grass below their feet, it all faded from view, leaving nothing but Daearmuid and Thyra in the deepening abyss. He separated them just enough to press his forehead against hers, eyes closed but seeing her, feeling her, entranced by her. This is how it will be, from now on, he whispered, the blackness around them now all-encompassing. You and I, nothing between us, nothing to harm us, nothing to worry for. He pressed his lips to her forehead, then hugged her tight again, burying his face in the hollow of her neck. Wherever you go, I will follow. Wherever you need me, I will be. But right now, we must not be here. He took a deep breath and stood, never letting go of the small Queen. He draped her arms around his neck and scooped her up under her legs a field of Ebon energy bubbled up around them, and they were swept away on the Ebon Gray wind.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Thyra yelped as Daearmuid pulled her close but immediately relaxed and closed her eyes, taking in his physical scent and psychic one. His words wrapped around her like a warm and comforting blanket and she smiled contently. As the abyss swallowed them and Daearmuid lifted her into his arms she let out small laugh of delight, holding tightly to him. She was much more prepared for the travel this time as the Eyrien jumped into the winds. After a short time, the pair dropped off in a small stone courtyard in the mountains near where her home had been located. She had heard about eyries from people in the village but of course most of them were terrified of the Eryiens that resided here. She slid out of his arms and cast a small glance his way as she wandered the edges of the courtyard. The view from up here was breathtaking, and Thyra found herself staring astounded out at the landscape with her arms wrapped around her. Finally she spoke, bringing up the few things that had been bouncing around her mind. There are others like me out there. Other blood that are untainted...I want to find them so men like them don't hurt them like they hurt me. She had a surprisingly pensive look on her face, it was obviously something she was planning on taking quite seriously. She turned her emerald eyes on her Eyrien companion. Will you help me? Thyra asked, her tone quiet but serious. Despite only knowing him for a short time, she doubted very much that he would say no but even if he did she was determined to carry out this plan. There was plenty of time for training but if there were ex blood out there hunting down girls that would be queens...it had to stop. Training or not she would find a way to stop them.