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Thread: Where We Left Off (ClearSight and Javorcek)

The resort was beautiful, Alessa could appreciate it from both a business and personal standpoint. In fact, it was one of the properties Alessa envied the most. It was also one she knew was off-limits even in their most heated rivalry days. It was an important place to Clarke, but it was quickly becoming a virtual hell for her. The only person she could see despite being in a crowded area was Clarke, and she looked incredible. She was dressed casually but that just made it worse, it made her think of the fit body underneath, the one she spent a week drooling over. The abs. She almost blanked out and the blinding smile didnt help her brain work. Fortunately, Clarke offered her a way out, even if all she could bring herself to do was nod like an idiot. There was still the matter of the offered arm. What did it mean? On one hand it could simply be Clarkes way of being a good host, they were friends, but the reason they had become so friendly had her mind jumping from courtesy to it being an outright public display of affection, which quickly shifted right back to her berating herself for being so presumptuous. She was a mess. By some remaining instinct she managed a half convincing smile and took Clarkes arm, even keeping appropriate distance so it didnt look like they were too intimate. Once they started moving things became easier, her mind untangled. All she had to do was say something normal. Im feeling better now. Youll have to give me the private tour later. She smiled more naturally, and if she hadnt smiled through adversity so many times in her life the look would have frozen on her face and she would have stopped in her tracks. What in the hell had she just said? Was it normal? Yes, but only out of context, even she thought she was trying to drop hints and shes the one who said it! Alessa groaned internally, instinctively gripping tighter around Clarkes arm as her nerves bubbled up. She felt trapped! She suddenly yearned for an excuse to break away and yet the fact that it was all a vacation suddenly felt confining. Damn vacations! Damn her having no escape! She fell quiet, looking almost shy as she secretly bit the inside of her cheek, her own little nervous tick, and one she would never admit to having!
Thread: Where We Left Off (ClearSight and Javorcek)

Alessa seemed to radiate nervous energy the closer Clarke got to her which only served to make the wolfs mind race all the more. She was Canadian for fucks sake! Americans were never anxious around her. Her mere accent made most wolves relax around here, as though she were no actual threat even though she was as much an alpha as anyone else. Is this about what had happened at the photo shoot then? Did Alessa think she was a violent nut case just because she had smashed out a car window? No, no...we had such a fun night afterwards with all the adrenaline pumping.... Though that may be true, Alessa had an entire weekend and plane trip to mull over the events of that day, as well as Clarkes more taboo desires in the bedroom. Was all that stuff coupled together making her look like the type of Domme she hated?!?! No, that was impossible, Clarke liked to cuddle far too much to be a truly sadistic dominant. Hrrrmph...well, as anxious as she seems, what she says appears to be the opposite. Clarke couldnt hide her wolffish grin when Alessa mentioned a private tour. That eager to see the property? The actress may have meant that she would actually like to see the grounds but, well, what kind of overly sexual woman would Clarke be if her mind didnt immediately jump into the gutter? Well, if you like, I could give you a quick tour right now...then perhaps a more thorough tour this evening. She kept her voice fairly neutral, nearly businesslike, but her dark eyes glinted with their playfulness.
Thread: Where We Left Off (ClearSight and Javorcek)

Alessa was miserable. Being anxious and jumpy was driving her crazy and she had barely started her long-awaited vacation! Worse still, what she looked forward to most was her time with Clarke. Nothing was going the way she wanted it to and acting like a scared rabbit wasn't helping anything. She needed to get it over with, to rip off the band-aid. Her decision became firmer when she looked up and caught a glimpse of the charming grin that always seemed to draw her into trouble. Clarke was the reason she was always making bad decision! Her and her beautiful smile and sexy grin. All. Her. Fault. I'm hungry... But... She paused, giving Clarke the closest thing to doe eyes she had ever shown. She was still anxious. Maybe if we do a quick tour now Danika and the pups will show up and we can all eat together. She stumbled out a decent excuse. It was true, she would love to eat with the tiny ones, but it was still just an excuse to duck away together, privately. She needed to get her feelings off her chest. She also needed to release some pent up stress. Just... Let me text Myra. She muttered, reaching for her phone and sending a text with shaky hands. Whether it was from nerves or eagerness even she wasn't sure. After making sure Myra didn't show up and start looking for her she turned back to Clarke, still chewing her lip. Lead the way.
Thread: Where We Left Off (ClearSight and Javorcek)

Even though Danika should technically already be here right now, Clarke knew not to expect her friend until an hour or two after her scheduled arrival time. Such was life after kids apparently. On her own, Danika was always punctual with a three year old and a five year old in tow though, she was always late. At least such a thing worked in their favor, they could sneak around a bit without having to explain what they were doing or what they were to one another. Clarke had briefly thought about what exactly the pair of them were to one another. Not exactly a Mistress and pet relationship but quite girlfriends with a shared kink either. She supposed they were serious enough for her to not have casual flings with other people out of respect and a certain fondness for her uppity new sub. Once Alessa was finished letting her guard dog know where she was going to be, Clarke swept the other female away out of the ballroombanquet hall. So back there was the banquet hall, right heres an arcade so parents with pups have a place to put their little ones if they want to dance Clarke mentioned as they passed by a room with a large entryway that housed some older arcade machines. There was a small bar and tables in the corner that served as a glorified snack area for kids or giant adults who were kids. Her step was purposeful and her voice was light, as though shed played tour guide quite often. She took Alessa down the large main hallway, passing through the grand lobby for check in that housed a piano, fireplaces and comfy leather couches. Breakfast is served from 6am to 11am, she said as she motioned to a side room that had glass half walls where they could see tables and counters for food inside, but didnt stop there to explore further. They continued down the large hallway where Clarke pointed out a few more side paths, Moose and Squirrel Restaurant, pretty amazing as far as hotel food goes.... Multipurpose room down that hallway... Rec room for adults right next to the restaurant, has a pool table, darts and the like... Theres the exercise room if you need to workout.... Clarke waived at the rooms and smaller hallways as they passed by until they finally went through a set of glass doors at the end of the main hallway that opened up to a large, warm pool room. Sauna and showers right over there, knowing the location of the last thing was going to be important, because Clarke was definitely going to make a mess of Alessa in the short time frame they had to fool around. Now that the tour was over, Clarke pounced, pressing Alessa against the nearest wall and kissing her with a surprising amount of sexual tension for someone who has just slept with the other person two days ago.
Thread: Where We Left Off (ClearSight and Javorcek)

Everything became more comfortable when they left the banquet hall, the familiar feeling of being next to Clarke calming Alessa's messy mind. It was strange how the very source of her anxiousness helped soothe her. She kept pace and focused on Clarke's voice, barely paying any attention to the actual places they were passing. Not that she wasn't interested but her mind was occupied and she was doing a poor job of multitasking. When her eyes traveled they would briefly take in the new area before falling on some part of Clarke. It seemed Alessa's traitorous eyes were fond of her lips. She wasn't a very good guest, barely speaking a word as they wandered through the resort. Introductions merely made memories float through her mind. It wasn't until she realized they were slowing down that she started to pay closer attention to where they were. Nobody else was around, they had reached a dimly lit, warm room with a pleasant humidity in the air. Clarke was still giving the tour but her keen instinct told her they had finally arrived somewhere private enough, no doubt the place Clarke had sought from the start. There was even a shower, and before Clarke was on her she knew what was coming. She anticipated it, eagerly so, and when Clarke pounced she did little to fight it. Her brain was stuck between wanting to speak up, say what was on her mind, and the much more pressing desire of melting in Clarke's arms. It wasn't decided by a single kiss, just because Clarke was sexy and powerful and pushing her against a wall didn't mean she would give in immediately. It was when she kissed back that she lost the inner struggle. After a kiss that didn't end until she was breathless she didn't say the words she had practiced in her head on the way over, she whined. Looks like I'm not the only eager one. She smiled at Clarke's hungry actions, fighting against the tiny voice wanting her to tell Clarke that she missed her. What came out was far from the innocent feelings buried beneath building lust. The only affection she managed was a gentle nuzzle as she leaned in to whisper in Clarke's ear. Don't you dare rip my clothes. Otherwise, do anything you want to me. Two days, after a week of barely being apart it seemed like forever. They could talk later.
Thread: Game of Thrones: A Harem of Problems (RoleplayMaster x Skye Bliss)

Tommen stared at his book, learning about some of the previous wars that had happened across the Seven Kingdoms. The book detailed the sides, their leaders, their strategies, and the victor. Every page was filled with gory details of people that died in the most gruesome ways. For most 15 year old boys, this would be the best thing ever. For Tommen though, this was barely anything interesting. Growing up was never a problem for Tommen Baratheon. His family was one of the most wealthy in Westeros, so he usually got what he wanted. At least, anything he could buy with gold. When it came to everything else, his brother Joffrey would get it. That is why it was such a shock when just the previous day, his brother was killed. Poisoned at his own wedding. It was no surprise that someone wanted Joffrey dead after all, he was getting to be almost as bad as the Mad King. But to do it at his wedding was just horrible. One thing that did occur to Tommen though, was that he was next in line. He would be the next King of Westeros. So much responsibility, so much power.. it made him feel extremely nervous. He knew that Lady Margaery Tyrell had been promised to Joffrey, but what would happen to her? Would she be Tommen's Queen, or would another woman step up to take her place? What would his Queen be like? Would Margaery or this nameless woman be nice? Kind? Gentle? Tommen hoped so, and also hoped that she would be patient Tommen had never been with a woman before, due to his young age and shyness, but hopefully that was to be expected.. right? After all, weren't you meant to be a virgin up until you were married? Or was that just women? The boy was wrapped up in his thoughts, he did not notice his bedroom door open and close behind him.
Thread: Game of Thrones: A Harem of Problems (RoleplayMaster x Skye Bliss)

The lady Tyrell had stepped into the young King's chambers unnoticed it would seem, she smiled to herself as she watched him bent over a very heavy and thick book, very interesting. Joffrey had never been caught by her doing productive things, but Tommen's brother had been an entirely different person indeed. She hadn't dared spoken these words out loud, but she was relieved when someone had poisoned the wine in which she herself had drank from. Some speculated that it was her doing, even the queen Cersei had been overheard contemplating that it was the lady Margaery but thankfully someone had been there to defend her. Reminding the grieving queen that she to would have had to drink from it, and how it did not make sense to have her future killed. Especially when she would gain so much by having him alive however it was a fact that not anyone but her grandmother and herself that knew she did have something to do with his death unintentionally of course though. She broke the silence with a soft clearing of her throat as she moved forward, wearing the same revealing dress that she had come to offer herself to Joffrey in. As she approached, she forced a smile, trying to keep a melancholy feel about herself since she had just lost her betrothed. It hadn't been the first time though, if she had to admit she was becoming accustomed to losing what would be her intended. Your grace. She spoke softly as she sat beside him and looked over at what he was reading making a face as she looked up at him. Why are you reading such dark things at a time like this? You should have things to make your thoughts happy and light, especially in times like these. She reached over slowly, smiling as she never took her eyes off his as she closed the thick book, as it closed the dust flew into the air causing her to sneeze and then laugh. How are you feeling? She wondered if anyone had even bothered to ask how he was doing after losing his brother, even though she had heard awful things Joffrey had done including being mean to his siblings, even still it had to hurt she assumed. Either way, she had to start getting close to this young man that was meant to be king if she wanted to become the queen. Have you been sleeping?
Thread: Game of Thrones: A Harem of Problems (RoleplayMaster x Skye Bliss)

The boy jumped in surprise, as if he had been looking at something he shouldn't have been, even though that wasn't the case. Turning, he found Margaery Tyrell, the very woman he had been thinking about a moment ago. She seemed upset, which seemed appropriate in times like these. Lady Tyrell. He breathed, giving a small nod to her as his eyes roamed her. She was beautiful, and the dark lighting of the candles seemed to only enhance her beauty. Tommen watched as she approached, glancing at the book. Homework. Was his simple reply. We can't move forward if we don't learn from the mistakes of our past. He explained, a line that had been fed to him time and time again from his teachers. And it helps keep my mind off... things. He added, the things in question being fairly obvious. He wasn't sure how to feel after his older brother's death. He had been a horrible person, both to his siblings and to everyone else. But he was still his brother. Should he feel grief? Happiness? Either way, he felt guilty for not having an appropriate response to his loss. A soft smile came to his features as she sneezed, finding it a very cute sneeze indeed, as was the laugh that followed. I'm... alright. He said slowly, though that was far from the truth. Even if he didn't care for Joffrey, Tommen was to be the next King. a daunting task for one so young. I sleep a little. Tommen added, though little sleep meant almost none. He only slept when exhaustion took him. When he didn't sleep, his mind was filled with stress for his upcoming role as Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms. How are you? Things can't be any easier for you?
Thread: Game of Thrones: A Harem of Problems (RoleplayMaster x Skye Bliss)

The lady Tyrell looked down at her shaking hands in her lap as she silently shook her head, keeping her facial expressions melancholy, she just lost her husband after all and only an hour or so after saying those words that tied her to the king. She had to keep her wits about her especially with the Queen regent Cersei out for blood there hadn't been anyone she didnt blame for the death of Joffrey. It was sad to see her so stricken with grief and anger, but she also understood her pain, even if she herself didn't truly feel it. If she wanted to keep her life though while she was in the den of vicious lions, she had to make it look good. I am cursed! She blurted out as she looked up, misty eyed and confused sounding as she reached out for Tommen's hand as she allowed the tear to roll down her cheek as she looked at him with a look of desperation, speaking softly. Both men that I have married, has been taken from me, I fear the worst of things. Will I never be able to wed and be happy? Start a life and family? She shook her head as she pulled her hand back to wipe the tears away, drying them on the skirt of her dress. Forgive me your grace, here I am speaking of the things that terrify me while you yourself are suffering. I came here tonight to tell you that the offer I made to Joffrey, still stands but now, I offer it to you. I was to be the King's wife, and now you will soon be crowned as the King. I am to be yours now. She looked down at her hands, her brown hair falling into her face as she smiled. If you do not want me though, I will respect that and go home to Highgarden. Maybe it would be safer for you, at least. She looked up into his green eyes, he reminded her so much of Joffrey but much nicer. Her glance turned to the book she had closed, reading the title outloud sounding impressed before she raised her brows and looked back up at him. I think that you will make a great king indeed, Tommen. You are smart, I think that you are ready. She hoped that her words would give him solace and she would become someone that he became to crave having her by his side, insuring her place once again as she had to before twice over.
Thread: Game of Thrones: A Harem of Problems (RoleplayMaster x Skye Bliss)

He looked to her with pity in his eyes. Whether or not she was a good actress, the naive boy did believe that she was telling the truth of her thoughts. She took his hand, clutching it as she cried softly. There are no such things as curses. He told her softly, watching her and allowing Margaery to hold him however she desired. You are a beautiful woman, any man will be lucky to have you. The boy assured her, his shyness taking a backseat as he tried to cheer her up. Don't apologise, you are going through things as terrible as I. You are allowed your grief. Tommen spoke softly, before hearing her offer. So he could have Margaery? The beautiful woman in front of him could become his wife? His Queen? He knew his mother didn't approve, but sometimes that could be a good thing. But he was a Lannister, if not by name, but by birth. Margaery wanted this. He knew from her history. Wed to one 'King', then another, he would be her third. I'm not going to say I don't want you, Lady Tyrell. Tommen began, watching her. But we have only just met, truly. You mostly ignored me as you spent time with my brother. He explained, wondering what her reaction would be to her behaviour towards him. If you want to be my Queen, convince me. Show me you are the Queen that King's Landing needs. That the Seven Kingdoms needs.
Thread: Game of Thrones: A Harem of Problems (RoleplayMaster x Skye Bliss)

She wiped at the tears once more, her eyes glistened as she looked at him with regret, shaking her head as she apologized deeply and passionately trying to convince this young boy that she could and would be a good and wise choice for a wife. She was quite surprised by his response in the end, he wanted her to prove it to him? Swallowing hard as she pulled her hands back to rest in her lap. Straightening her back as she cleared her throat, Your grace I do not understand what you want from me? As for me ignoring you when I first arrived, I think we both know that if I would have paid any attention to you, one of us or both would have had to deal with the wrath of your brother. He was cruel. I did notice you, and how much you care. I care to you know, there are many things I would like to do if I were to become queen. Help the orphans, feed the hungry and build something to house the homeless. She blushed as she smiled, reaching up to brush a strand of loose hair behind her ear as she shrugged. I know these are big dreams for a little girl.
Thread: Game of Thrones: A Harem of Problems (RoleplayMaster x Skye Bliss)

That is true, Joffrey would not have liked that. Tommen nodded, watching her for any signs of dishonesty. But she seemed genuine, and her ideas were nice. And being Queen will mean you have lots of eyes on you, most of all, my mother. How do you plan on dealing with her? Tommen asked. She would be the biggest hurdle for Margaery, even though she had been dealing with Cersei since she started with Joffrey. She was a very beautiful woman, which definitely was helping win him over onto taking the Tyrell woman as his wife. And she hadn't had the chance to consummate her marriages, hopefully leaving her a virgin... whether the rumours about her true, would soon be tested...
Thread: Game of Thrones: A Harem of Problems (RoleplayMaster x Skye Bliss)

She rolled her eyes at the mention of having eyes on her at all times and having to deal with Cersei, but the young Tyrell woman knew she could handle her. She had outwitted her at every turn so far, so she would keep playing the game and try to get on her good side or beat her at her own game. Either way it would turn, it would be Cersei's doing that much was true. She took in a deep breath and looked away thoughtfully, choosing her words wisely. She could feel the king to be eyes on her, watching her and testing her, she hoped that she would surpass all the tests he would throw her way. Your mother does not like me, that much I can tell. She thinks that I have come here to take her family away, but I truly wish she would see this as gaining a daughter. However, I am prepared to deal with her as I have been doing accordingly.. I will never disrespect your mother Tommen, and I wish her no ill will. I just hope that she could let us be happy. She smiled, looked around the large room, glancing over to his bed all a mess with the covers twisted and bunched up, causing it to look like whoever laid there last tossed and turned only. She frowned and stood as she looked down at Tommen as he sat at his desk studying the history to try and become a better king, though she knew HE is the king Westeros deserves. She turned to walk back towards the large heavy doors she had entered through, turning back as she placed her hand on the doorknob to smile and softly give her reasoning for leaving though if he commanded or asked her to stay she would, but she was trying to be smart. She had enough rumors going on around about her having relations and being over flirtatious with guys that were not her intended, she had suspected that it had been Cersei to spread the rumors or at the very least had someone start them for her. The queen never really did like to get her hands dirty, always having someone else do her bidding. You need to rest your grace, your crowning is in the morning, and I must leave so that I can get some rest. Tomorrow will allow me to know if I need to pack my things and head home or not. She gracefully curtsied before pulling the door open to walk out of it, wondering what he would do. Would he allow her to leave, or would he call her back and ask her to stay with him through the night?