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Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

She certainly had a way with words, Karl thought to himself as she pulled out of his grasp, the low light of the fire obscuring the heavy blush on her cheeks. He chuckled softly, watching as she stormed away from him, hearing the slamming door of the kitchen in the distance. He took a deep breath, wondering himself why exactly he felt such a compulsion to have her. She was beautiful, but there were plenty of beautiful girls Regardless, it could not be helped, he was fixated and hadnt been told no in a very long time. He allowed her a reprieve from his attentions for a moment, finishing off the tea she had brought him before rising to his feet, carrying the little china cup out into the kitchen. He was not sure sure she heard him open the door, her back to him as she cleaned dishes. He grinned, walking up behind her, her attention fully on the task at hand, pressing his form up against her as he reached around her body, placing the teacup into the warm soapy water. Here I am finished with this. He spoke simple words, but took to whispering them in her ear, letting the heat of his breath dance across the soft curvature of her ear. He had merely been intending to tease her when he pressed against her, but the sudden rush of warmth from her body, the feel of her curves against him had a devastating effect. His hands rose, grasping both of her upper arms so she could not move, forced between himself and the countertop. My you are certainly hiding something quite delectable beneath those skirts, arent you? He seethed his words into her ear hungrily, unable to resist. It had been so, so very long since he had felt the warmth of a woman, so caught up in battles and politics he had forgotten how wonderful it was. Even if she wasnt having any of it, it didnt mean he couldnt have a little fun.
Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

Charlotte gasped, dropping the dish into the soapy water, her mouth fell open as she felt him feel her body. S-stop... wait... my father is outside... She turned ehr head, her lips inches from his as he touched her curvy body. She moved her hips a bit, trying to get away from him and his touch. Dear god he was going to torture her... she bit her lower lip thinking about how long it had been since she had been with a man... it had been Pierre... the boy who'd been a farm hand... in the haystack one summer night. That had been before the war, before his death. S-stop... you are going to begin something you can not control... She hissed out in German and yet her body betrayed her, she arched up into his touch and let her head fall back as she moaned and whispered his name, pleading for him to touch her... hold her... comfort her. She groaned a bit and closed her eyes.
Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

The way she struggled against him, pushing back into his hips, he exhaled shakily, unable to contain the desires she caused him to feel. She urged him to stop, though her protests were far less than they had been before, stammered, hushed breaths falling from her lips. She warned him then, their lips so close to one another he could feel the heat of her breath against his, it was intoxicating everything inside of him screamed at him to kiss her. I control everything. He whispered in retort, a rush of adrenaline filling him up as she breathed his name, giving him penchant to the swanlike curve of her throat. Pushing her now dry tresses away be clasped his lips onto her throat, kissing hungrily along its length, his tongue darting out occasionally to taste the sweetness of her flesh. Suddenly he heard footsteps coming toward the house, glancing to the doorway he quickly pulled back from Charlotte, adjusting his slacks as to hide the effect she had on him in those few moments of bliss. The door opened then, her father coming back into the house, Karl quickly picked up the drying towel and one of the dishes, giving him a quick smile. I hope everything is alright with the cattle, sir? He questioned nonchalantly, glancing to Charlotte knowingly.
Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

Charlotte had moaned deeply when he kissed her neck, crumpling in his arms as he sent waves of passion through her body. She felt like he was gonna melt in his arms. Moaning a bit she whimpered as he pulled away from her body, wanting him to touch her more. The farm girl looked at him shakily as he held the dish and towel. She had fallen apart in his arms, arching up and panting softly... she'd reacted like a whore.. but it had also felt good... to be held and touched. Her father nodded, All his well, the cows were just spooked. Her father yawned and she looked at him carefully. Father why don't you head up to bed? I will finish up here and see the captain out when the rain stops. Her father shook his head and said, make a bed for him in the guest room. She nodded softly and put the last of the dishes up to dry before walking to the spare room and fixing the bed. Her father wished the captain good night before ascending the stairs to his room. The spare room was decorated with beautiful quilts and had a rustic feel to it. In this room were quilts made by Charlotte's grandmother and mother. There were also baby pictures of her sitting on the shelves and an antique spinning wheel. In the spare room, Charlotte quickly fixed the bed, biting her lower lip and let out a deep breath, hearing foot steps she said, We must not do that again... it is a bad idea. If word gets out that an SS officer has a hard on for me, I will be ruined by my reputation. And if you were to make a mistake, like most boys do I could end up having to hide off somewhere for nine months. She pulled back the covers and looked at him. Let me know if you need anything... She pushed some hair back and walking over to the fireplace in the room, placing a few wood blocks in the fireplace, lighting the fire and glanced up, biting her lower lip.
Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

Karl was surprised by the offer of a room for the night, though he was pleased with it none the less especially given that it was on the ground floor, while her father slept upstairs. Thank you very much sir, I will see to it when the rations are handed out that you get the very best. He said with a smile, giving the man a nod as he tiredly began to ascend the stairs. Only when he heard the door close to his bedroom did Karl throw down the towel onto the countertop, making his way in the direction Charlotte had gone in, finding her bent over and fixing a bed for him, smoothing the sheets over the mattress. Her words were to be expected, but he found himself struggling with what to do. She seemed eager to resist his advances until his hands were upon her, then it seemed that she was most eager to join him in bed. He approached her as she spoke, pulling to borrowed shirt over his head and tossing it onto a nearby chair, rolling his shoulders as he stopped before were she stood. My goodness, such vulgar words to come out of such a pretty little mouth yet again. A hard on? He tisked playfully, shaking his head. I am not some little village boy like you are used to rutting on you like an animal for a few moments before losing control. I am a gentleman, I assure you. He paused for a moment, eyes gazing over her features before his smile returned, lacing an arm around her waist and pulling her body against his once again. I wont do anything you dont want me to but something tells me you very much want this SS Officer to continue to have a hard on for you. He rose a hand, curling her dark locks behind one ear gently, though his grip on her had not relinquished.
Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

I.... I said hard on because it is what you have... She pushed a hand against his chest, trying to pry herself away from him, but slowly she was melting in his arms and sighing. Her body shook as she looked into his eyes, her lips were getting closer to him.. trying to speak... Umm... I.. ohh no... don't hold me like that! She pushed on his chest. No... you will rut around like a bull and leave me bored as usual... She paused and she looked deep into his eyes, It would be terrible... you would finish soon and leave me tired... She said trying to rationalize why their union would be terrible. And you are an SS officer... you can't know anything about pleasure... Her strong French accent was filtering through her German, then suddenly she said in English, And besides, you would not know how to hold a French woman during sex... Germans can not make love like the French. She felt hands on her body and trembled. I... no... no no... She looked into his eyes and glanced at the door to the room and said, If you wake up my father I will kill you. With that, the French girl kissed him on the lips, moaning and pushed a hand through his hair as she crushed her body against him. She moved her hips a bit against him, sighing and kissed him deeply with a moan of passion. She put her hand on his chest and brought his large hand up to her breasts and sighed. She smirked at him and moved towards the bed, pulling him with her. Not a sound, no crying out to your Furher or God... She demanded and sighed, pushing her body against his.
Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

She trembled over her words, speaking rapidly and stammering, trying her best to push her small, delicate hands against his chest, using her strength to try and break away from him. She was certainly a strong one, but petite, his much larger frame keeping her pressed against him as the serpent in his trousers was reawakened with all her struggling. I promise you wont be disappointed my dear, I am under the assumption that you know nothing of German love making I shall rectify that. He grinned devilishly, though she continued, hissing a threat about waking her father before pressing her lips firmly to his, shocked by her boldness. He hungrily returned the kiss, wrapping his arm more tightly around her as she pushed him toward the bed, following her hand as it stroked across his chest, her digits grasping his and pressing them into her breast. He bit his bottom lip to hold back a groan, kneading the pliant flesh of her chest in his fingers, sending a surge of heat through his body. It wont be me my dear who needs to keep quiet tonight. He assured her, the hand not filled with her breast pulling down the zipper of her dress, swiftly relieving her of the loose garment, leaving her standing there in her undergarments. He eyed her hungrily, grasping her around her slim waist before laying her onto the bed, creeping over her form like a starving panther. Karl kissed along her throat and chest, desperate to taste more of her flesh, his hands gripping her hips, pressing his against her insistently. I hope you can handle a night with a German might be a bit difficult to walk in the morning. He warned her cheekily, nipping at the exposed flesh of her breast playfully.
Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

Charlotte arched up to his kisses and touches, murmering her agreement in French, her hands coming up to his chests. She looked up into his eyes as she shook and moved her hips up towards his enticingly. And you are going to see heaven tonight... the question is... She opened his trousers quickly and whispered in his ear, And since I am being such an obedient litle girl... I think I deserve a reward. She stroked his face and then slowly reached behind and undid her bra. Charlotte listened to the rain fall outside as they touched and her soft sighs filled the room. Slowly she moved against him and softly said to him, Do you have a condom? She blinked and looked around the room carefully, her eyes wide with surprise at the thought of him having her without any protection. What if she became pregnant with a German baby? What would father say... Her breasts had soft pink nipples that perked up, begging to suckled and teased. Her hips were made to be held during sex and carry children. She touched his back and her nails scratched down it as she moaned and whispered words of praise. So.. show me German man... how big you are. She winked at him a bit and put his hands around her waist and whispered out, Come on... lets see if you can make me cum apart in your arms and cry out to god.
Thread: Lost and Found [GreysmithxSaid-The-Raven]

As she undid his pants he groaned, feeling his manhood freed from the strain of his clothing, springing forward inside his boxers, still unable to feel the soft warmth of her body quite yet. He filled his gaze with her body as she leaned up to release her bra, pressing his lips to hers once again as he assisted her in pulling the offending garment off. His hands quickly filled with the newly exposed flesh, loving the feel of her warm skin in his grasp. Karl released her from his kiss, only to lower his mouth to her chest, filling his mouth with a perky nipple and flicking his tongue over it, releasing it from his mouth with an audible pop. At the mention of a condom he furrowed his brows slightly, having not thought that he would be bedding her at this moment, and neglected to bring anything with him. The idea of not feeling her completely was not enjoyable regardless, but the thought of stopping now was even more unpleasant. I Dont He murmured, cursing under his breath in German. The sudden pull of her nails over his back brought him back to the moment as she begged him to reveal himself, and without further ado he kicked off his pants and boxers, pulling her up on the bed so that he could press himself to her more closely. The succulent warmth of her flesh against his, it made him headlight, only separated now by her panties. His member was large, thick and throbbing, revealing all that was going through his mind in that moment. I want to see that pretty little French pussy of yours He growled lustfully, lowering himself slightly so that he could grasp her panties, pulling her legs upward and freeing her from them, tossing the swatch of cotton aside and gazing down upon his prize. He licked his lips, grasping her legs and pulling them apart, spreading her wide before burying his head between them, licking and suckling desperately. She tasted fantastic, like liquid cocaine he could not get enough.
Thread: Bloodlust (Morathor x Vesta)

Evendale was a modest city--it was no great metropolis like the Capitol or any of the major ports, but neither was it some rural village. The river that ran through the city brought in goods from across the country, and took away the produce of the land surrounding Evendale. To the north of the river, there were wide plains where wheat and barley were grown to the south, orchards dotted the rolling hills, producing apples, figs, and persimmons. It had once been a very pleasant place to live. That was before the new taxes. It had been almost a century since the Lord of Evendale had declared that he would no longer take payment in gold or in goods. Instead, the taxes were to be paid in labor. Every daughter, when she turned sixteen, was to be taken to the Lord's manor. She would be returned to her family after ten years of service, or at least, that was the bargain. A number did not return, and those that did were broken. No matter what their personality when the Lord took them, he always gave them back quiet, docile, and terrified to speak of him or anything that went on in the manor. And so, there was almost no news of the manor. There was no news, for example, that the Lord had passed on and passed his title on to his heir, or even that an heir had been born. Of course, everyone assumed that the man who ruled Evendale now was not the same one who had made the decree a hundred years ago, but the decree was carried out just the same.
Thread: Bloodlust (Morathor x Vesta)

Aurora had spent the better part of nineteen years in Evendale, her parents travel to modest city when she was but eight years old. Her father hoped to find good work there, and managed to eek out a sufficient life for his wife and child working in the fields for a wealthy farmer. Two years after arriving they lost her mother in child birth, the infant survived. Aurora was the one to name her sister, giving her the name Angel. It left the house to just her father and her, she was left alone most of time. He wasn't a bad father, quite the opposite, he work hard daily to make sure she lived comfortably. The day his daughter turned sixteen was the second worst of his life. He could only stand by as they dragged her away, the girl put up a fight though. By the time they reached the manor two of the men had broken noses. The men were furious with her, throwing her into a dark cell for two weeks before presenting her to the Lord of Evendale. By this point she had been an extremely thin girl, but it still hadn't broken her. She kept the fire that burned with in her, in fact she could swear it burned brighter after those two weeks. She had only been away from home for just over two weeks before she was able to escape. She had caught wind of a conversation about bringing her before the Lord of the Manor. When two men came to get her the next day, she lifted a knife from one of them. Her desperate need to survive is what drove her quickness and strength. Those two weeks she saw a great deal of things, things that would have frightened girls her age. Both men dead, laying in their own blood she stole the keys. Managing to free a few of the newest girls on her way out of the large manor. In the night she ran home, throwing herself at her father when she entered the door. The reunion didn't last long, her father began packing two bags with everything they would need. You leave and take your sister with you, he pushed her towards the small room Angel slept in, don't ever come back here Aurora, I couldn't bare if they took you again. That night she and Angel ran as far as they could, never looking back. While on the run they found a band of gypsies, who over the years educated them on the things Aurora had seen. They taught her and her sister the many ways to fight vampires and survive them.
Thread: Bloodlust (Morathor x Vesta)

As the last rays of sunlight spread across the sky, a small cart drawn by a pair of horses made its way into Evendale. The vehicle shuddered violently on the rough cobblestones of the little city, but it didn't seem to bother the man at the reins, whose clothing proclaimed him a gypsy. His iron gray hair stood out sharply against his tanned skin, and the wrinkles around his black eyes gave him a kind, grandfatherly appearance. Of course, that was only the side of himself he had shown to the public. The two girls hidden in the back of his cart knew him as their stern teacher, and even they had only seen shadows of his former self--a ruthless hunter of legendary skill. And yet he acknowledged that Aurora had surpassed his legend, at least in terms of skill. But she still lacked one thing, one thing he could not teach her experience. And so he had brought her and Angel back to Evendale, for training, for closure, and for vengeance. As they approached the inn, he muttered into the back of the cart, How you girls doin' back there?
Thread: Bloodlust (Morathor x Vesta)

Aurora and Angel sat in the back of the cart, each bump in the cobble stone road set them slamming into the hard wood sides. Aurora cursed under her breath each time her shoulder hit. There was of course nothing to hold onto to keep them steady. Angel had it worse being the small of the two girls. It was the reason she was mostly left behind, when it came to older vampires. Her older sister wouldn't allow for her to put in such a dangerous position. Eight years ago she had been put in Aurora's care, and she meant to keep her safe. Another bump and they were once again jostled, they both rolled their eyes at the silly question. We are doing great it in here, it's like riding on a cloud. Another bump and Aurora hit her head slightly, I could swear you are finding the biggest stones on purpose, old man. She rubbed the small bump on the top of her head. Angel laughed quietly at her sister, she was known for having a sharp tongue. On more then a few occasions she had been warned it would get her in trouble.
Thread: Bloodlust (Morathor x Vesta)

Hey, it's not much better up here. At least you two are young. I'm an old man with aching joints. That fell somewhere between exaggeration and flat-out lie although their mentor was no longer the man he'd been in his prime, he'd taken good care of his body, and time had not been as hard on him as it was on most. You'll just have to endure... not sure if they'd try to collect their 'tax' on outsiders, but let's not take any risks, yeah? Granted, being collected as a tax was an easy way into the lord's manor, but it was on the enemy's terms. It would be very hard to slip any equipment in that way. After a while the cart came to a stop presumably, they had reached the I'll try to get a room with a window, the old man said, so you girls can slip in. I'll be back in a minute to point out the window.
Thread: Bloodlust (Morathor x Vesta)

Both girls laughed, aching joints my ass, they both knew the physical health and strength of their mentor. Aurora laughter stopped as he continued, that sick bastard would take any girl that came through this town, I have no doubt about that. Instinctively her hands checked the blades strapped to her thighs. The metal glinted glittered from the dim light of their lantern. Her mind wandered back to the memories of the short time she spent in the manor. It was sheer luck that she didn't join the rest of the girls in her group, what helped was the broken noses of the Lords guards. Aurora smiled to herself, as she remember the shocked look on their faces and blood pour freely from their nose. Relieved when the cart finally rolled to a stop Angel shook her sister from her memories. I don't know if you heard him or not, but he is going to get a room with a window so we can sneak in. Aurora mentally shook herself as she nodded towards her sister, lets hope he hurries, my ass hurts from all those fucking cobblestones.
Thread: Bloodlust (Morathor x Vesta)

It was about a quarter of an hour before their mentor returned to the wagon. Here, have a look. He waited for a moment so the young women could get into position to look out of the cart before continuing. Got us a good room. Second floor, that window all the way in the back. He pointed down the alley. See it? I'll be waiting. He went back inside, exchanged a few pleasant words with the innkeeper, and hurried up to the room. Even though he was taking the stairs, he wondered if his pupils might not reach the room before him.
Thread: Bloodlust (Morathor x Vesta)

Aurora was getting impatient, the time it took him to get the room seemed like forever. Soon she heard the familiar footsteps of their mentor, and his hushed words. Both girls looked to where he was pointing, the second floor was a little easier to get to then the others. The windows location in the alley was perfect, they could slip in and out with out being seen. Yeah yeah, I see it, piece of cake. When he walked back into the building, both girls made quick work of getting inside. This had always been a little game they played, see who got to the room first. Angel was always slower, but not by much. In the darkness they scaled the wall and pulled themselves in through the window. Aurora sat smiling while Angel stayed by the window. Their mentor almost always lost, unable to resist even the smallest conversation, then again gypsies weren't known for their silence were they.