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Thread: The Exile (muscularguy4F X Saezra)

Tayree tensed, politely averting her eyes. Oh! Er- yesI do but, the tub isnt very- she made a strange waggling motion with her hands -large. You wouldnt be able to fit- even I find it a bit cramped. With great care to keep her gaze directed towards the rough wooden floor, she stooped down and gently retrieved the towel, offering it up to him. He seemed so much taller, now he was standing. She felt a little thrill flutter its way through her chest. There is a river nearby, just behind the shrine really, but I must protest you using it just yet. Youve only just woken up, going for a swim is too dangerous, youll be weaker than you think. Please, sit, rest. You havent eaten since I received youlet me get you something. She glanced up briefly, before she could stop herself, before swiftly turning her head away. The urge was hard to resist. When youve gotten your strength back up, Ill be happy to help you down. Until then...I can er.I can bring you a sponge? Without giving him a chance to answer she turned, and attempted to hurry towards the door. She felt frustrated, confused, and ashamed. Why did she have to be such a babbling, idiot child? Before he had woken, she had pictured herself conversing with him, imaging her witty remarks, her soothing comments. She had been confident, erudite and charming. In her imagination at least. Here and now though, she wasn't even able to meet his eye.
Thread: The Exile (muscularguy4F X Saezra)

It was all the former Lord could do to prevent himself from laughing audibly as he watched the young priestess scurry from the chamber. The whole encounter brought a little resurgence to his injured body, indeed he felt his manhood stir because of it. Yet again, the ease with which he could make her feel aroused and embarrassed about it gave him a surge of power. He looked down at the towel that she had passed up to him and discarded it on the floor The priestess's footprints were still visible, damp patches on the wooden floor that lead out of the room. The shone slightly, reflecting the light from the room to Jerred eyes they looked like a series of guarding stars. He tested his legs, bending his knees and dropping to a squat position over and over. They weren't as strong as he was accustomed to feeling, but they were as strong as any normal man's. He smiled wryly. He wasn't sure why or how, but he had a gift for recovery often healing faster and rehabilitating sooner than anyone could ever expect. Confident with his strength, he followed the route that Tayree had led from the chamber. Not wanting to sneak up on her, he moved quite deliberately ensuring each footstep was audible and he kept himself out of the shadows. Are you well, priestess? He asked as soon as he was near her. Do I scare or offend you?
Thread: The Exile (muscularguy4F X Saezra)

Tayree felt a slight prickle along the back of her neck as he spoke. She did not turn, keeping her eyes forward instead. N-not at all sir. She took a deep breath, urging herself to turn and face him. Slowly she did so, glancing up briefly to meet his eye, but otherwise looking directly at the floor. You must understand, I am a priestess...my sect are not accustomed to being around men. I....would appreciate it if you remained clothed. She folded her arms, forcing away the urge to look at his groin. For now, I do recommend you head back towards your bed and rest. You're making a remarkable recovery, but I should really get you something to eat, and some more water perhaps. After that, if you'd still like to wash...I could bring you a sponge.
Thread: The Exile (muscularguy4F X Saezra)

As she turned, Jerred saw a new side to the priestess. The nature of her initial reaction had been slightly predictable she was nervous and if not intimidated, at least slightly daunted by the situation. But she seemed to have dug deeper, reaching for a new found strength and courage as she tried to take control of the situation. He was certainly impressed. But it took far more than that to worry him. He had been a Lord of War. He had led armies into battle, he had dined with Kings and Queens and he had tamed and claimed women far stronger willed than Tayree. Without hesitation, he took a confident step forwards, closing the distance between himself and Tayree so that there was barely a pace between them. I understand priestess, but you should also understand that I am not accustomed to being clothed around such attractive ladies. He looked her up and down appreciatively and reached out with a hand to gently take some of her robe between two fingers and a thumb as if examining the material. Nor am I accustomed to they being clothed around me. He towered over her so he tilted his head down so that he met her eyes with his a deep blue like a celestial body of water and stepped closer, his naked body now touching her robes. I would respect your request if your actions supported your words. How can you ask me to be clothed if you have not brought me my clothes? They are not in here, so you were not fetching them for me. He said gesturing with his free hand to parts of the chamber in which they now stood. And do not expect me to cover myself with a garment that you yourself have gazed underneath he added, referring to how the cloth that had been misplaced over his groin when he awoke.
Thread: The Exile (muscularguy4F X Saezra)

Tayree opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. She trembled slightly before him. He was so close, she could smell his slight musk, feel the heat coming off him almost. He seemed so much taller, now he was directly above her. She gaped up, face burning hot. It took every fibre of her being to bring herself to speak. The racket of the pounding in her ears, of the frenzied pumping of her heart, made her voice sounds strange and distant to her. Sir- she squeaked I am a priestess...sworn to celibacy. Such insinuations a...are not appropriate. I request you step away. She shuddered, forcing herself to plough on. As he stepped closer still she could feel his body...his cock...brushing against her robes. She visibly tensed, not daring to move her gaze away from his eyes. You...must be hungry. I'll get you something to eat, and your clothes too...if that's what you want. She finished, her voiced stilted and breathy.
Thread: The Exile (muscularguy4F X Saezra)

Such promises are easily broken. He replied with a glint in his eye, one hand placed into her hip, pressing the overly large robe against her body. I speak from experience when I tell you this. And from experience I tell you that they are broken with great pleasure. You will find that worshipping a God of the flesh will bring you far more joy than worshipping one of the false gods. His other hand also sat on her hip, between them he held her authoritatively, yet did so with no great force his mere confidence and presence enough to take charge of the situation One hand traced it's path down her hip and thigh, feeling the shape of her leg. It was slightly more shapely than he had expected, though certainly not thick like that of the standard tavern whore. It had been a while since he had bedded a lady so young and lithe. I am indeed hungry. But my current hunger is not one that will be satisfied by bread or fruit or meat. His hand, still exploring the shape of her body, uncovered the gap in her robe where the two ends of the fabric crossed and pressed through. His toughened, leather-like palm caressed the smooth skin of her thigh and he stepped forwards again, pushing her back to the cold wall behind her. He grinned at her as his hand found no underclothes beneath her robe, just bare skin. He knew that in a temple such as this - with little air and no men - that it was common place, but still he teased her. Sworn to celibacy yet you have no garments under your robe! Are you taking your oaths seriously? His hand continued where it pleased, caring little whether she consented or not. Sliding between her legs, he found her bare crotch and his fingers moved slowly back and forth, her body moistening his fingertips Is this what I do to you priestess? Do I arouse you? Or does your God arouse you and keep you wet like this? He asked, knowing the answer all too well as two fingers eased themselves into her wetness
Thread: The Exile (muscularguy4F X Saezra)

Tayree gasped, her breath low and shuddering, but otherwise was silent but for her rapid, anxious breathing. She hadn't had anybody elses' digits inside her before, only her own. His fingers were much thicker, rougher. Where hers were smooth, his felt course, leathery, rough. She swallowed, suddenly she was unwilling...unable to meet his eye. She fixed her gaze on the floor, one hand shooting out to wrap around his wrist and pull his hand away. And yet she didn't, and her hand settled there, unmoving, but for the rapid trembling. She couldn't remember a time she was this wet, this aroused. She ached. Still, her stomach felt full of butterflies, and the frenzy of their fluttering made her head swim. He was teasing her, she could hear him teasing her, but she couldn't think of a retort, or a protest. She tried to speak, but only a small grunt emerged, half way between a sigh of pleasure and suprise. She steeled herself, then tried again. But I'm a priestess. she managed lamely. Her voice seemed thick, distant. It didn't sound like her, to her ear.
Thread: The Exile (muscularguy4F X Saezra)

Jerred ignored the pathetic, half-hearted pleas of the young priestess. He had experienced this all before and was all too well aware that she would put up a fight, if only to tell herself that she had tried to stop him. Her morals and teachings told her that she wanted no part of this. But her body, her very being, yearned for it. He moved his spare hand up her body, pressing the baggy clothing to her flesh so that his fingers could squeeze and judge. It continued until his fingers were around her throat, gripping tightly enough to assert his power and dominance, but not so tight as to restrict her breathing. He pressed his fingers deeper into her wetness, feeling her body push against them. It was only natural, her body was not accustomed to this and his fingers, long and thick as they were, stretched her. His cock throbbed and began to swell at the very thought of her young, tight, untarnished body. He could see in her eyes that while she wished to deny him, she wanted him. The two sides were at war within her. Both aroused him further Tell me little priestess, why did you look under the cloth that covered me? What did you think about?
Thread: Partners. [ Haru ... Yaga ]

See more The rabbit had a nice enough upbringing. There was always food on the table, smiles on the faces of her parents. She had nice friends, an adoring family, and never had to really ask for what she wanted. She was not spoiled, but her innocent, tiny requests were almost always met before she could make them. Perhaps she had grown too used to getting what she wanted, and when charity ran out, Yoni had to learn other ways to get what she desired. Her good looks oft came in handy. She was very easy on the eyes, her own, large pools of starlight that were hard to find your way through. She knew just how to smile so it was both innocent and inviting, sit and pose herself in all the right ways that kept her just out of reach. It was not much of a wonder she'd become a thief. Yoni could have done so much more, and it was a thought that entered her head every once in a blue moon. However, when she saw the money she'd made, the material things she had gained, any guilt quickly went away. Perhaps she'd grown more selfish over the years, more uptight and snobbish. Yoni knew now that she deserved good things, and she knew what made the world turn. She would only be young and beautiful for so long, so Yoni might as well take advantage of it now. Presently, she was doing just that. Usually Yoni would accept odd jobs from other questionable folk and, once the job was done, she would swindle them out of their cut of the deal, or simply kill them. Yoni was not a stranger to death. It was easy, albeit sometimes messy. The doe wasn't ultimately concerned there was nothing that money couldn't buy. Yoni watched as he went innocently down the path. God, he was massive. The lion stood a good two feet over her, if not more. At barely five feet tall, Yoni was quite short for a rabbit, her body rotund in all the right places. She used it to her advantage. Hey, Yoni said, her voice as soft as silk as she stepped out from the foliage and onto the dirt path. Under the warm light of the moon, Yoni's body was ethereal, especially being clad in a tight, lace dress. A thick ring of curls was moved away from her face, showing off her shy smile, the dip of her throat. What are you doing all alone, big guy? Yoni had turned this svelte seduction into an art form. She didn't need to say much anymore. One look at those pretty eyes and most men wilted.
Thread: Partners. [ Haru ... Yaga ]

Jin Cross was typical of his kind. Tall and strong, the lion was often viewed as one of the best swordsmen and explorers of the Royal Guard. At nearly eight feet in height he towered over most, though a few other predator species could compete in size, though not in sheer ferocity. Having grown up outside of the capital city of Marrith, the young lion had been abandoned at a young age, though had soon proven himself cunning enough and intelligent enough to head one of the many street gangs in the city. making it on the streets of the capital was no easy feat and inevitably his path had crossed that of the Royal Guard Captain - Kaizer . The rhino had seen a lot of promise in the young lion, and offered the feline a place under his wing. The promise of a roof over his head and three squares a day was enough to sway the lion, and along with most of his gang, and against the wishes of the Council, they had been allowed as apprentices under the tutelage of Kaizer. The instincts of the rhino proved to be good, and save for a handful of the new recruits, all proved to be some of the most taleneted and trustworthy of the Royal Guard. Kaizer was still the Captain, though now Cross was in line to take up that mantle. His guard duty rounds had brought him out to the gardens of the Palace, and movement along the path brought his nose to the air and his hand to the hilt of the sword at his back. A soft threatening growl was cut short as the small curvaceous rabbit stepped onto the path. Golden eyes narrowed as she spoke, immediately suspicious of her presence. What are you doing here? Cross asked, his hand still on his sword, though he was trying to place her. The princess was often switching out her handmaidens and this small rabbit, quite beautiful he had to admit, could simply be playing coy. Often the children liked to tempt the guards, playing games with them, and Jin had been duped before. It is late little rabbit, and you should be inside. It is not safe for you out here. he said, though his hand dropped from his weapon as he gazed at her. It was hard not to notice her lush curves and her voice was like silk.
Thread: Partners. [ Haru ... Yaga ]

Yoni only giggled, a few fingers coming up to hide her smile, her nose wrinkling at him. Not safe for me ? Yoni asked, drawing closer. She stepped until she were inches from him, very inside of his personal space. What makes you say that? You're not so tough looking either, you know. The hand by her mouth had drawn down and touched at the revealed fur of his abdomen, one eyebrow raising at the feel of his muscles. It was as if he had been chiseled out of stone. Yoni looked back up at him from beneath her long lashes, almost pouting. Big muscles and a big sword don't mean very much, Yoni cooed, strolling around him. Her hand had traced gently along his side as she circled, feeling through his fur, almost tickling him. If your opponent is faster than you. She had gone around him completely, stopping at his front again. Yoni began to walk away. I'm going, I'm going. Don't worry your fuzzy little head off. Yoni gave him a sultry gaze over her shoulder before she left, making sure she swung her hips just a little bit more than she needed to. Later on, said rabbit was sitting inside of an old hunter's rest stop, the tiny building somewhat falling apart, but it had been her home for the past week or so. Needless to say, the rabbit couldn't really stay in one place for very long. Spread out on the old oak table before her was the map she had been able to nick off of that lion, gently taken out of his waist. Yoni considered herself lucky that she had grabbed that rather than something useless. Get in, get out. Yoni was quick in her business. The map in question was for a place known as Laevendell Forest, a place seldom gone through. Most people who dared to venture in did not make it out, but if they did, they were in a vegetative state, rambling on about the horrors they had seen. Laevendell was full of monsters of all sorts, supposedly ruled over by some enormous, ancient snake. What he was doing in there, however, was guarding riches unknown to man. Yoni was interested in the money, of course, but there were soft whispers of an elixir that could heal all wounds, cure all disease. A potion of life, if you will. That was what Yoni wanted.
Thread: Partners. [ Haru ... Yaga ]

Cross, for all his training and bravado, was not immune to the feminien charms and the little rabbit smelled so good . Her hand was soft on his body and her movements were almost hypnotizing as her hips swayed and her eyes looked up at him like dark pools he could just lose himself in. Her words made sense and yet he was mesmerized. You have a good night, little rabbit. he told her, and went back to his duties. It was only after several hours had passed and his replacement came, that Jin would realize that the map of the Forest had been stolen. It was not even his, not truly, and Kaizer had given it to him for safekeeping. It detailed the upcoming monthly exercises, the Royal Guard keeping their superior fighting skills honed with regular excursions into the forest. Very few ventured into that forest and went very far without meeting their end, and the areas that were on the map had been carefully detailed. An entry for each type of beast that had been encountered and what sort of tactics had been used to defeat it. That he had the map lifted from his person by a little rabbit certainly irritated Cross and he knew he had to get it back. The scent of her was imprinted in his brain and if it was one thing that lion's did well, it was stalking. Going back out to the gardens he soon picked up her scent and he began to follow her trail. One of the best trackers and hunters in the Guard, Jin took his time. She was smart, and wily, and he lost her trail a few times, though eventually he picked it back up again, and stood outside a small ramshackle building. The trail had taken him outside of the gates of Marrith, which he had expected, but her seductive ways had made him think that she'd not be caught dead in a place like... this . The smell of her was stronger here though, and Cross knew no fear, moving to bang upon the door. I know you're in there little rabbit, and you took something from me! I want it back! Jin called out to her.
Thread: Partners. [ Haru ... Yaga ]

Yoni had been peacefully studying, sitting in an old chair as her fingers traced over the paths. She raised a brow at all the details that had been played out in regards to the monsters inside. The map was precious to her now, as she would be able to avoid the areas that were more swamped with danger. She flinched at the sound of the banging on the door, and her fur rustled up in irritation at the lion's voice. Damn it. Yoni quickly got up from the table, surprised that he didn't just bust into the shack. Yoni would make sure he would regret it. What, you want this? Yoni asked. At once, the shack seemed to be nearly exploding with light, as if someone had set off hundreds of flash bangs inside, conjuring the light of the sun. Yoni had managed to scurry her way out the back, rubbing a slightly singed hand off on her dress. So, she was a magic user, and probably a decent one at that. Yoni made up for her lack of strength with tricks and illusions. Thank god for the slit in her dress otherwise she wouldn't even have been able to run. Yoni darted through the darkness of the woods, hoping that the blinding light would mess with Jin's vision for long enough for her to get some distance between them. She knew he had her scent, however, and there wasn't much she could do about that. Yoni would not leap into the murk of the swamp, soiling her clothes just to get away from him. The map had been folded up neatly and stuffed in the side of her dress, hidden beneath the dark lace and her own body. Yoni strayed from the path as quickly as she could, burying herself in the shadowed underbelly of the forest. She knew better than to stop moving and try to hide. Yoni would run until she was certain he would lose her scent.
Thread: Partners. [ Haru ... Yaga ]

Jin realized he should have just busted in and gave a loud guttural snarl as the lightshow went off, momentarily blinding him, though his keen ears picked up her retreat and the lion burst through the door, following after with a roar and crashing through the back wall in his anger. The small building, which was on the verge of being delapidated anyway, soon crashed in on itself as Jin gave chase. You'll return to me what is rightfully mine, little thief! he growled, and though he had lost her for the moment, Jin knew her scent and was right behind her, much easier to follow than when he had tracked her down after a several hour headstart last time. The lion had to admit that the rabbit was fast, yet they seemed fairly evenly matched in some ways. He was taller and his legs ate up the ground faster, but she was far more maneuverable and managed to always stay ahead. Give up little rabbit and I promise not to hurt you. Jin called out to her. She was able to move through the brambles and thickets much faster than he was, though sometimes he went over them, and by now he'd drawn his short blade and could use it as a way to hack through the underbrush. Unnoticed by the both of them,as Yoni passed through a particularly thick piece of underbrush, the vines and leaves all moved on their own, and in a matter of moments one of the many forest monsters had made itself known, lashing out with a tendril of vines to lash them around Yoni's leg.
Thread: Partners. [ Haru ... Yaga ]

The doe was just about to throw something back at him, probably another light burst, when she landed flat on her face, something gripped painfully tight around her calf. On instinct, she let out a noisy screech and thumped at the ground with her free foot, a signal to other rabbits. It was very likely that none would come to her rescue. The monster that had caught her let out a guttural sound, dragging her through the dirt. Yoni wailed again, briefly thankful that Jin had followed her. Then again, he might sit back and watch as she was torn to shreds by the plant beast, take his map back, and go on his merry way. Yoni managed to twist onto her back, her hands balling up into little fists before she threw something out of them. A shock went through the air like a lightning bolt, a sphere of crackling light before it exploded on the face of the beast. It let out another shrill cry, but did not loosen it's firm hold on her ankle. Had Yoni known Jin's name, she would have called it. He'd only threaten to hurt her, so she was under the faint assumption he probably wouldn't actually let her get eaten alive. The beast gnashed it's teeth, it's massive head hurdling towards the rabbit. She rolled to the side just in time, ignoring the bite of rocks and underbrush as she set the creature alight again, kicking it ceaselessly with her free foot. She'd put a dent in the monster, but it was still alive.