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Thread: Lovely Wings (Jenivue Grimm and Mancave)

She shook her head and said,It's unbecoming of a princess to hunt. When I was young I would play around with it a bit, but my poor health caused my parents to keep me in the garden instead of the actual wilderness. Once my health improved I did hunt small game to help the poor by giving them fresh meat. As I grew older and took up a position with guarding my sister as she was to take the throne, my time was so strict that I could no longer spend any time really with our people. Perhaps I can take back up my hunting. After a while she and skillfully went from flying beside him to sitting side saddle behind him on the horse. It was such a large beast to her that she found no difficulty in finding room on it. When they settled down to rest she had taken, to some objection by her mother, to hunt when they were low on meat. It was always small game really. The biggest her hunts could get was a boar which it seemed like she struggled to fly back. As they neared and entered into their lands, Kilika had been snowbound. She dressed in a large and thick poncho type clothing. With it on it kept her warm but unable to fly. As she continued to talk with her soon to be husband she had actually started to ride with him on his horse more and more. Finally, they came upon Cold Keep. She gaze out from behind Tiberius. He had told her a lot about their culture and traditions. Even the few small villages they passed on their way here showed a prime examples of their culture. She had been mystified and in awe. She had even told him what she knew of the harpy and imperial culture as well. Now that they were finally here, she felt a bit nervous. Her eyes gazed up to Tiberius and asked,Are you sure about this? I mean, I'm no seasoned hunter and my body will not allow me to compete against any woman your might encounter. They might be better suited to be the Mistress of your people than I. They would be able to hunt down and gift you mighty beasts... We could renegotiate the deal set and instead forge the relations between our kingdoms with friendship instead... I'm not saying I don't want to go through with the wedding! It's just that the women of your people are by far more superior. She was blushing lightly. However with her keen vision she had seen and could now see the women of his people. They were taller, more study, and proud, strong women. They looked like they could take on stags and hippogryphs. Then there was herself. A scrawny thing compared to them, the best hunt she could ever gift their group was a boar. That was the limit of her body. Even by humans she was still a bit weaker. They had to be. Harpy were known for their flight, looks, and eyesight. Not their skills in battle or hunting.
Thread: Lovely Wings (Jenivue Grimm and Mancave)

All the sights had her a bit excited. Her eyes were gazing everywhere. As soon as they entered she went stiff as ice. She stepped a bit to the side and away from Tiberius as one of the men talked to him. Out of the women, she found herself smiling easily with the older one. Yet she could see that the younger one was not thrilled. Kilika smiled and replied to the older woman,Thank you. First day here and she was surprised that she was to be with him to hear the issues of their kingdom. Yet she nodded and took her place by his side. Her family shook their head and her father said,We'll get settled and leave this some privacy. Kilika nodded and watched as they walked off to their room. Her sister however, was there at her side. The two gave each other giddy smiles. As per habit, she stood at the side of the throne opposite of the chair. Her sister fell into step beside Kilika while her fiance left to go settle the two in. Still her eyes admired how their home was built. It was grand and felt so full of life. Her sister then said,This will be a good chance for me to observe as well so that our kingdoms may have a full and equal understanding of each others law. Kilika nodded and both turned their attention to observing. Kilika felt familiar with this position. Standing by the throne at careful watch. Though normally it was in her armored outfit and now she was in snow clothing to keep her warm. Still, it screamed Imperial. She'd have to go out to the people and see if she couldn't find anyone who could outfit some clothing to tailor her unique body.
Thread: Lovely Wings (Jenivue Grimm and Mancave)

The hallwas dark. It was all stone work, the only light being from torches and one window above the door they entered in. On the walls there were banners with the same symbols as the shields, behind them hung his, the bear. The floor was bare save for a long red carpet thst streched from the door to the foot of his throne. Brfore anyone came, Tiberius looked to Kilika You can sit. If you wish that is. he said nodding at the wooden chair beside his throne then looked as a few appraoched. One of them was the man with thr missing eye, thrn a man with a woman then finally the young man they had seen outside. The first to appraoch was the man and woman. The man wore fine furs and slik, he had a black mantel, and sliver clasp. He was short and stocky, his black hair thinning on top. The woman was ounger, her clothing in far worse contion, she had no mantel. The older man with thr white bread appeared behind a pillar Your highness. Lord Ragnar, and his surf, Lillian. She claims she is due a payment by his late father, Lord Ta'Gave, while Lord Ragnar says she offered her service for free. Tiberius sighed Lillian, please come foward. when she did so, looking a bit nerous he spoke gently Please, what is the problem? she cleared her throat I am cousin to Lord Ragnar. His ill father was on his death bed, uncle Ta needed to be looked after and so I offered myself to look after him. At first it was for free, but the best healers thought he would die within a week. Let alone three months. I had to quit my job and sell some things amd my house to live on the property. My uncle felt bad so he left me 25 copper pieces per month. So a total of 75. she explained. The whole time lord Ragnar looked displeased and bored, tapping his foot, his arms crossed. Tiberius nodded and thanked Lillian then looked to the lord You may come forward Lord Ragnar. the lord stepped forward, ognoring lillian as she moved back. Im sorry to brother you sire. But as you heard, she agreed to work for free. I gave her food and a bed to sleep as she cared for my father. There is no case. My father was not the healthest man, both mind and body. Hr didnt know what he was thinking or saying. Lillian asks for what isnt hers. tiberius nodded then looked to Kilika,asking her to lean over he whispered And you? What is your judgement on this? 25 copper seems a fair wage but what the Lord said may to true as well. he whispered in her ear. He wanted to know what she thought. He already had what he was going to say in mind, but he wished to see what she thought.
Thread: Lovely Wings (Jenivue Grimm and Mancave)

At first she was hesitantly about to refuse, but her sister charged a head and pushed her older sister into the chair. She stood beside it and looked to her older sibling who was staring at her like she had gone crazy. Kilika gave Persephone a stern look before looking back and focusing. She took in the two figures and listened to the story. Both stiffened up a bit. It was a bit tricky of a situation. When Tiberius turned to her she thought for a moment before she said in a whisper back,It is a fair wage, but I don't know your laws. Were the coin the late lord's to give away or not? Fair is fair, when she offered her services free she wasn't expecting to lose everything to be there for him in his final moments. My mind is with the girl. She's lost everything just to offer this free service to them. It wouldn't be right not to help her regain her life after everything. The coin would help her in her path to recovering what she had lost. The very least is continue to house and feed the girl until she acquired another job and home so that she is back on her feed and not on the streets. However, if the coin did not belong to the lord at the time then it wouldn't be right to force someone to honor a deal that was made with their coin and without their knowledge or consent. It was the code of honor she had from her time training to be her sister's guard. Even if one offered something for free, if it caused more trouble than expected, they at least helped in what way they could. By Imperial law, in this situation, if the coin did not belong to the lord at the time the deal was made then she would indeed get nothing. But Kilika would make sure she had a place to stay and food to eat until she got back on her feet. There was no sense in making someone live off the streets for helping family. She could see both sides. Still, her heart went out to the girl. Lillian had given everything to help her uncle with his final moments. Whether or not he was sick in the mind and body didn't matter. She stayed by his side and had forsaken everything just to be there. When she started, it sounded like she wasn't expecting it, yet she stayed and she should be commended for her loyalty to the family and helped. As she said, the very least he could do is still offer a home and food so that she can focus on getting her life back.
Thread: The Hotel [Reydan and Andnich123]

If there is one thing I love about hotels, especially the expensive hotels my wife has such a taste for, its a good sauna. I love the dry heat that seeps into your skin. I love the smell of the wood as it bakes around you. I love the peace and quiet. Currently we're alone in the sauna. Sweat trickles down my forehead and splashes onto the towel covering my lap in a tiny bead. Its unusual to have a nude sauna in a hotel, but to be honest it hasn't been a big deal so far. In fact, my wife and I have been the only ones to use it. The space is small, four benches in total. Two on each side, one high and one low. I can hear my wife's steady breathing on the bench above and behind me. She has fallen asleep in the heat, her body covered with a towel, and I take the opportunity to relax a little more. We've been fighting more and more recently and, to be honest, I'd rather she sleep than interact with me any more today. Even though we are only feet apart, I'm enjoying having some space from her, so to speak. I close my eyes and run a large hand over my face, streaking the beads of sweat on my forehead down past my neat black beard and off into the hot air of the sauna. I'm sitting on the lower bench on the same side as my wife, arms lying on the shelf above. Just as I shift the towel from my lap, leaving me completely exposed, the door opens. A man comes in, without even looking at me, and makes straight for the higher bench on the opposite side. He lies down without a second thought for you, the woman following him. We're left looking at each other and I drop my eyes away from you, aware that seeing a stranger so naked might make some uncomfortable. Still, I get just enough of a look at you to know you're definitely worth sneaking some glances at.
Thread: The Hotel [Reydan and Andnich123]

RE The Hotel reydan and Andnich123 The hotel. Im excited when my husband asked me to join him. Lately weve been growing apart, spending less and less time together. Hes so involved with his work, and by the time he does come home on the nights he actually does, hes exhausted to the point where even dinner is too much of an activity for him. So I sit, alone, in our big house most of the time. I thought perhaps this could be our new beginning, a chance to rekindle old feelings and rediscover each other. I was wrong. Im not sure why he wanted me there, as he was so taken with work, but when I opened the doors to receive the towels from the maid, it became quite clear. She wanted me to give them to my boss. It made me wonder. Has he been taking his secretary with him? Are they sleeping together? Why is he having an affair, if hes having one at all? I knew my mind was getting ahead of me. There was no real proof of an affair. So I talked him into going to the sauna with me. At first, when he gave in, I was ecstatic. Hes actually going, I thought, but he added that he had to wait a few hours for the fax he wanted to come in. So going with me wasnt completely a matter of what he wanted to do as much as it was just a matter of convenience. If the fax had been there, he would not have been there with me. Still I took what I could get. He reached for the door, and I whispered in his ear this was a nude sauna. He already knew, but I thought if I reminded him that perhaps we could take advantage of that. As he entered, he went straight to lie down, and I was disappointed he didnt disrobe, but as I entered further, the reasons became clear. I wasnt sure if he didnt want to disrobe because of you or if he simply wanted no part of me. So I took my seat on the lower bench. Finally I lifted my eyes to you and noticed your wife. She seemed to remind me of my husband perched back behind you not even noticing your existence. It seemed we already had something in common.
Thread: The Hotel [Reydan and Andnich123]

RE The Hotel reydan and Andnich123 I can't help but think you look a little meek. Which makes no sense at all for a woman as gorgeous as you are. You're clearly a similar age to me, hovering around thirty, but your body screams a mixture of youthful vitality and mature ripeness that is hard to ignore. Maybe its the husband you are with - I can see the thin gold band on your finger as clearly as you no doubt can see mine. He climbs up onto the higher bench and immediately lies down with his eyes closed. I have to suppress a wry chuckle. So much like my wife. Our eyes meet for a moment and I have at least some good grace left to look a little embarrassed. Surely you can see me checking you out. We're only sitting feet away from each other, after all, and I've been drinking you in since you entered. Still, something mischevious is within me in the dry air and I get the sudden desire, overwhelmingly powerful, to show off a little in front of you. To flirt with you, shamelessly, but without words. After all, words can be objected to. But body language alone... I stand, knowing this puts my crotch at eye level for you, and reach a muscular arm out for the wooden ladle in the bucket of water. Raising it, I let its content slowly cascade down my chest, mingling with the sweat and matted hair of my warm body, and trickling down to the wooden floor below. I close my eyes, as if in ecstasy, but can't help but smile a little bit. Done, and glistening from the moisture, I remain standing and hand you the ladle with an arched eyebrow. I'm interested to see what you do next.
Thread: The Hotel [Reydan and Andnich123]

RE The Hotel reydan and Andnich123 You stand to move and the light catches the golden band around your finger just right. It dazzles before me, and instantly my attention shifts to the woman behind you. Theres no doubt who she is, but my mind ponders just how much like my husband she could be like. The thought brings a smile to my face, on e that remains even as I look from her to the sight right before me. Youre.impressive. Im thankful for the heat in the room, able to think the blush on my cheeks can be explained by the temperature of the room. You have no shame, not a single shy inkling as you stand there. Though I try to avert my eyes, they keep returning to you. The water runs from the ladle, cascading down your body. I watch as the hairs from your chest slick, clinging to your muscular frame. Your skin glistens. I follow a trail of water racing past your chest, moving so slightly with your breath, down to your waist. Part of the trail is lost, ending as it remains on your manhood. The rest races down your toned legs and comes to rest on the floor. Swallowing hard I look up to, more aware of how dry my throat is than ever. You offer the ladle to me with an interesting expression. I could have shaken my head and looked away. I could have said no. My husband was behind me, and either of those options would have been the right one, but those options were not the ones I decided to go with. My hand reaches for the ladle as my eyes fall from yours to wooden handle. This is not something I can do with my towel in place. For a moment, I questioned whether I was doing this as to not be outdone by you, or did I really want to do this? I concluded the answer was both. Gripping the handle and taking it from you, my other hand reaches up and loosens my towel. Slowly, as if revealing a gift to you, I pull the towel back, allowing only one breast to be seen. Quickly standing, almost grazing your body in the process, my tactics change, and quickly the rest of the towel slips from my body to the floor. Leaning over, eyes locked to yours, I dip the ladle into the water and bring it to my neck. It tips, and the water begins to shower down over my skin, splashing at first, and then gracefully covering my breasts. The water drips from my nipples as it also races down my belly and thighs. Instantly its refreshing, and the temperature rises in the room. Im not quite sure if thats because of the addition of water to my body or you. Perhaps it is both.
Thread: The Hotel [Reydan and Andnich123]

RE The Hotel reydan and Andnich123 Your hand reaches up but, until those slender fingers curl around the smooth handle of the ladle, I'm convinced you're going to back out. Or push me away or ignore me. But you don't. You rise, incredibly, to the challenge. I stand, transfixed in the sultry air, as you rise up. The movement of your hand to the towel, so white and fluffy in the dark wooden gloom of the sauna, mesmerises me. I watch you almost as if in slow motion. You loosen the towel, just a bit, and I feel like I've witnessed something amazingly illicit. One firm, yet seductively soft, breast is revealed to me. Pink nipple flashing, invitingly, as you stand slowly up. I have to take in a small suck of air as you stand, the towel falling away around your lithe body, cascading past your shapely thighs to pool at your feet. Your body is easily the most attractive I've seen ever. It could be the hot air, or the secretive nature of the encounter that makes it seem so alluring, but the perfect balance between figure and curves you display takes my breath away. Our eyes meet, unspoken sentences flashing away, and I watch as you take the ladle and dip it into the water. My mouth is dry as you bring it up and let it tip down onto your skin. The rivulets draw my eye as they race over your perfect breasts and droplets form, sparkling, on your nipples. I'm aware that I'm rapidly becoming hard as I watch the water trickle downwards towards your belly. Your thighs. Your sex. Now, in this sauna, you are my entire world. There is no going back. Nothing but you. I step, slowly, behind you. We're now both facing the bucket, a spouse sleeping on either side, and I take the ladle. Not from you, but holding the smooth handle with you. I move it, slowly but firmly, back into the water and bring it up glistening. I am now standing right up behind you, no more than half an inch from your body in all places, and my head cranes over your smaller shoulder a little. But I am careful not to touch. Not to rush this. I bring up the water and tip it down over your beautiful body again, watching the trails trickle down. My breath is heavy and hot now, as if my mind, but I maintain the fraction of distance between us.
Thread: The Hotel [Reydan and Andnich123]

RE The Hotel reydan and Andnich123 You stay. You dont try to leave. There is no attempt to awaken either spouse. There is only you, I, and the intense heat in the sauna. Steam rises around us, never clouding us from either spouse. At any moment, either of them could have opened their eyes and seen us. Perhaps it was part of the excitement, the thrill of being caught. I dont think so. In some ways, I didnt care. Your hand moves with mine, returning the ladle to the water once more. Im sure youre going to pour it over my head, but you do not. Instead, once more, my body is showered with the liquid. Youre so close to me, and yet its as if theres an ocean between us. Its too much. I lean my head back as the water rains down upon me, allowing the back of my head to touch your shoulder. So firm. So strong. My eyes close as the sensations crowd in around me, like the steam radiating from our bodies. Closer still, and yet that ocean remains. My hand reaches back, grazing your thighs, and I tingle. The smallest of touches and yet the most prominent feeling. I want to do it again. Biting my bottom lips as the water drips from my erect nipples, I fear.everything. My heart races. Are you hard? My eyes never left yours long enough to notice after I poured the water on myself. Now Im consumed with wondering. Was this all some game to see who could push who further? My hand grazes your thigh once more as I lean against your chest. The water makes your skin slick, and you are warm, so warm. Taking in a deep breath, my teeth capture my bottom lip. Closer still, and yet the waves of the ocean are still crashing. I relax my hips against your frame, wanting to.needing to know, and I get my answer. All of me relaxes further still, taking control of the ladle now and dipping it into the water. I look over my shoulder just a bit and whisper, Do you want more?
Thread: The Hotel [Reydan and Andnich123]

RE The Hotel reydan and Andnich123 The water cascades down your perfect form again and my eyes drink up ever little trickle and stream. My mouth is still dry but when your head leans back, gently, to rest against my shoulder I let out a soft sigh. You are so intensely feminine. The smell of your hair, of your body, mingled with the heat and the sweat and the odor of the pine, intoxicates me. I'm drunk on you. Your hand grazing my thigh is like an electric current, but I don't pull back. I reciprocate. The tiniest of touches as my fingers brush your hips, just the tips grazing your skin. Perfect, round, sensual hips. Like an ancient goddess of fertility made flesh. My heart is pounding in my ribcage as you edge backwards. Ever fraction of an inch seems like a mile, every second a minute or an hour. I feel you lean back, your slender back against my chest, and we breath together. Deep. In and out. In unison. Your warmth is like a fire that burns me to the core. As your toned rear presses against me, my cock nestles as if designed to fit, between the cheeks of your ass. I'm harder than I've ever been, almost painfully so, and I lean in a little to press further against you. Letting your smaller frame feel my power. Feel how well we lock together like pieces of a puzzle. My lips are a hair's breadth from your own as you turn your head to look at me. 'Yes' I whisper is a hoarse, deep, voice. My hands rise, steadily, to cup your breasts, fingers poised, hovering over your erect nipples but not touching yet. Waiting for the cascade of water. 'Yes I want more.' I repeat, my very soul demanding it.