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Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Elistrianna could hardly believe how talented in the ways of seduction the princess really was, even after knowing her reputation. You flatter me, milady. She looked up at the princess, the closeness was intoxicating. Though surely my beauty pales in comparison to your own. I would be honored to offer you my company. Though I fear, a transient vagrant such as myself would not be welcomed so warmly into the castle as your previous pursuits. As their breasts touched, however slightly, Eli dawned an expression of shyness, her head turned away. Despite this, I would never be so bold as to deny you that which you desire. If you wish to know more of my body, my humble lodgings are not but a short distance away. I would be most honored if you would join me there. Perhaps I could offer you a more, personal dance? She asked provocatively, as she returned her gaze to the princess, maintaining eye contact as she spoke.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

You flatter me, Esmeralda said. I am no where near as beautiful as you, nor as alluring. You only say that because of who I am. But unlike my mother, my pride doesn't blind me to true beauty. The prospect of a more intimate dance in a more private setting excited Esmeralda. The sheer thought of watching that sleek, supple body moving and flexing made her heart beat faster. I will gladly accompany you to your home. I shall be most pleased to see more of your talents. Esmeralda slipped and arm around the dancer's back, and placed her other hand on her shoulder. She pulled the other woman into an embrace, and kissed her on the lips.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Eli found the sudden contact to be truly surprising. She was hesitant at first to return the kiss, but found herself drawn into it rather quickly. Her eyes fluttered closed as her arms fell to rest at the princess's waist. The simple kiss was incredible, sending a shiver down the dancer's spine. She almost felt guilty about her true motives. When she finally managed to break the kiss, she released gasp, as a faint blush swiftly rose upon her cheeks. P-please, right this way, milady. She said, motioning towards the street. I'm Elistrianna, though most of my closer acquaintances call me El or Eli, as my full name can be difficult to pronounce. Though of course, you may call me whatever you wish. As they drew closer to her small home, no lights illuminated the small building. All the candles had been snuffed, and the curtains were drawn tight. Please make yourself comfortable. She said with a pleasant smile, as she opened the door to her home. As she set about lighting candles, more and more of the room's artistic nature came to light. The room was covered in various tapestries from her homeland. Allow me to prepare you a glass of whine to help you relax. She disappeared into the small dining room, only to return with a tall wine glass. It isn't much mind you, but it is quite relaxing. Her words spoke truth, but only half truths. The wine was mixed with a previously prepared narcotic, to put the prince into a deep sleep. The princess would do just as fine as his substitute.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

It is a pleasure to meet you, Eli, Esmeralda said as she released the dancer from her embrace. Her heart was beating fast now. All she wanted to do was wrap her arms around Eli, and let this erotic woman hold her. When she reached the hovel this woman called home, Esmeralda removed her cloak to reveal her dress it was one that peasant women wore, with a plunging neckline, a bodice, and long skirt. She tossed back her hair, and seated herself on a small couch. She graciously accepted the wine, and swirled it the way she might swirl a snifter of fine brandy. Let me get a good look at you, she said to Eli.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Eil walked closer to the couch, masking her irritation that the princess didn't drink the wine behind her smile. She stood only a few feet from the couch, her finger tracing the the neck line of her loose fitting white shirt, as if deliberately drawing attention to her exposed cleavage. In what way do you mean, milady? Do you simply wish me to stand her for you, or do you wish me to bare my flesh to you? She asked, biting her lip lightly. She rocked lightly on the heels of her feet as she watched the princess. She certainly had no shyness when it came to putting her body on display, her occupation said as much.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Esmeralda eyed Eli hungrily, and took a sip of the wine. It tasted funny, but then again, it was probably cheap. Yes, perhaps if you stripped for me, but slowly, seductively, like... as though... in a dance... Esmeralda felt funny, as if she had drank too much. She looked down at her glass in confusion. This is quite... strong. I feel... She was having trouble staying awake.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Eli stepped in close, straddling the young princess's lap. She brought her hands to rest upon the sides of her face. Don't fight what you feel, your highness... She brought her own face closer and kissed her lips gently. She held the soft kiss, her hands caressing her soft flesh gently. Just close your eyes... Shhhh... She spoke quietly, soothingly between brief kisses. Rest now, milady... Rest...
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Esmeralda leaned forward, as if to pillow her head in Eli's soft breasts. Eli's voice was soft, and soothing, like her mother's. She felt sleepy. The kisses on her head felt so soft and sweet the touch so tender. Esmeralda looked up drowsily and smiled. I lo... her head bowed, and she finally gave up the struggle to stay awake.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Eli smiled as the princess finally fell asleep. She laid her back against the couch gently before standing up and stepping away. Thanks for making it easy for me. She said, blowing a kiss the the unconscious princess. She opened her door and gave a whistle, soon hooded men and women moved towards her house. One of them placed a burlap sack over the young princess's head, so as to prevent her from knowing where she was being taken if she awoke. Eli followed the hooded individuals to a hidden, underground lair where they placed the princess in a room that seemed like a high end hotel room. It had no windows, and the door opened from the other side. Regardless of this, she was shackled by her ankle to the bed leg, giving her atleast five feet of of movement around the bed. Eli sat in a chair in the room, waiting for the princess to awaken. Content to sit at the vanity, brushing her hair as she waited.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

When Esmeralda finally came to, she felt groggy. She didn't know how long she was out - possibly all night. She wouldn't get a chance to see Eli dance for her again not now. She'd have to return to the palace for breakfast, then to sit beside her mother's throne while her mother held court, pretending to observe the goings on of ruling a kingdom. She'd have to seek Eli again that evening. She saw the object of her affection sitting on a chair, a short distance away. She was aware of a wieght on her leg, but thought nothing of it. She moved to sit up with one powerful thrust of her stomach muscles. Eli! I'm sorry. I... Well I just felt so tired all of a sudden. I don't know what came over me. I'm so sorry I fell asleep.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Eli smiled faintly as she watched Abigail wake. No, Abigail. I'm sorry. She rose to her feet, approaching the bed slowly. You see, you're no longer within my home, and certainly not within the castle. She spoke to the princess with far greater confidence now, even daring to call her by name. She moved closer to her. Fear not, as I have been placed in charge of your care-taking. And you will be well cared for. She came to sit next to her. You see, I represent a network of usurpers, working to liberate the kingdom from the tyranny that holds it. We all use our gifts, mine having been seduction. You're a guest of the resistance now, love. But fear not, you will be treated with respect and care so long as you cooperate. A faint smile spread on her lips again as she placed her hand gently in her lap. I may even dance for you.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Abigail? asked Esmeralda in a daze. Then the rest of what Eli said hit her. You tricked me... You bitch! Don't you know who I am? I am Crown Princess Esmeralda Augustina! When my mother, the Queen - Empress, soon, once the lords vote on the title - finds out I'm gone, she'll tear the city apart looking for me. She'll find you, and when her torturers are finished with you and your friends, you'll thank the headsman for leading you to the gallows, just so you can find release.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

lol, That's my bad. I mixed up the character names with another RP I'm doing. Settle down, your highness. She said quietly. If it makes you feel any better, your brother was the intended target. Her gaze turned far more serious in the coming moments. Esmeralda, I told you that fate brought me here in my youth. I was telling you the truth. But allow me to clarify. My home was raided by soldiers wearing your family's crest. My parents were killed, I was made the sexual plaything of soldiers and brought here in a cage. It was only by chance that the resistance found and saved me. She rose and stepped away from Esmeralda before turning to face her. Do you understand what I'm saying? You can't threaten me with torture and death. I'm already numb! I'm already dead inside!
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Esmeralda fixed Eli with a poisonous glare. If you had done anything to my baby brother, I would have personally hunted you down, and made sure you begged for death, if I had to torture you myself. She trembled with rage. Betraying and kidnapping her was one thing. She was mostly embarassed for getting suckered into this mess. But threats against her brother were a whole other matter. Be lucky he's not even 16. He'd do the same for me. So would any of my sisters.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Settle down, princess. It isn't wise for a dog to bark if it doesn't have any teeth to bite with. She offered a sigh of irritation as she tried to force herself to start over. I've got nothing against you, princess. In fact, I'm rather fond of you. You have no idea how hard it was to bargain for these accommodations for you. I fought tooth and nail to make sure that you would be treated well and not chained up in some dank whine cellar. She shook her head silently before continuing. Your brother would have gotten a similar treatment. I have no intention to torture you. Nor do I have any intention to kill you. You're here as insurance, to protect the resistance in the event that we are discovered. You're freedom is a bargaining chip to make sure our demands are met. She walked towards the door, knocking at it once. Soon after a resistance fighter unlocked the door and opened it. Could you see about having the princess's meal delivered? We may also require a wash basin and some cloths. She gave a warm smile and a wave as the man walked away. She turned to face her after a moment. You've been unconscious for nearly a full day, I imagine you're hungry, and would like to bathe. We have one of the finest chefs in the kingdom here, and while the basin isn't as luxurious as what you're used to, the water will be nice and warm.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Esmeralda glared at Eli. Would nothing phase the woman? Of course, most of that ire was directed inward, at herself, for having fallen for this trap. She'd never thought of herself as weak enough to be blinded by lust, but here she was. A day, Eli said? Surely her mother, brother, and sisters missed her by now. Surely her mother's soldiers were scouring the city, and the mountains and canyons outside the city too. They would find her. For now, she was chained up like a dog. I suppose I should thank you? she snorted. What do you want from me? From my mother? For her to step down from the throne? To turn the country over to anarchists and fools? The talk of luxuries didn't impress her. They sounded like a mockery. Sure it was better then being thrown into a hole, but did these traitors have to go out of thier way to accomidate her? Surely this was worse than a hole in the ground. Especially with such a pretty jailor looking after her. No, you fool. She's a villainous traitor. She'll certainly die for treason when this is all over .
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Eli folded her arms as she listened to the princess speak. I don't want anything from you, beyond your cooperation. The better you behave, the more likely I can keep you safe. We don't want to destroy this kingdom. We want to put it in the hands of a ruler who will actually care for their people. Someone who will open their eyes and see the suffering. Starvation, desperation, and poverty have taken hold of the citizens while your mother sits atop a massive fortune, spending it only to feed her ego and support your luxurious lifestyle. She could see the princess's frustration and knew that her attempts to sway her were nearly meaningless. That money was taxed from the poor who had nearly nothing to be given to those who have more than enough. That isn't justice. That's tyranny. She moved closer to the bed, placing her hand against the bed post so as to lean against it. I don't hate you, your highness. I don't want to see you suffer needlessly. But I will do what I have to do to see justice served. She sighed, shaking her head lightly. Arguing with me, and attempting to bargain for a release is pointless. But I want to make your stay here more comfortable. However that may be.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

It had been nearly twenty years since her first full moon. Her aging had slowed to a crawl, and she only appeared a couple years older than the time of her changing. She remained unmarked by any pack because she bore all the signs of an alpha. The kind expected to begin a new clan, and breed the next generation. In other words, regardless of her female form, she was a hermaphrodite and therefore to be treated as an alpha male. That being said, she never once marked another wolf. Though there was something different about this night. A full moon hung low in the sky that night, large and amber in color. Bright enough to make all other lights seem insignificant. These moons were rare, a new wolf was to be turned. Which meant it would be chaos. Warring clans would each be fighting tooth and nail for the right to mark and adopt the fledgling wolf. For Sybil Hatchet, this meant there would be a lot of casualties, both human and lycan alike. If she could get the young wolf to safety, and at least help her live out her first full moon, she'd be safe. She hastily dawned a pair of black jeans, and tee shirt, dawning a leather jacket over them. Her messy, short white hair, causing her golden lupine eyes to pop. Certain elements never faded after her change. Perhaps it was to make her more identifiable as an alpha. Her eyes were always feral. Her canines, always elongated and sharp, her ears tapered at the tops. As she exited her small apartment, her nostrils flared, quickly picking up the sent of a newborn wolf. She had to act fast. This night would be hell on earth for the young wolf, and it would be best to spend it with someone who cared about more than obtaining a soldier. She swiftly mounted her motorcycle, and road out quickly in pursuit of the new wolf's sent.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

Abigail was a late bloomer. Her werewolf had remained dormant for now. She was raised a ward of the state. But against all odds, she had become a very beautiful woman and was now taking college classes. There was one benefit to being a ward of the state, they gave her plenty of opportunities to go to college. She sat in her dorm room. She had not felt good all day. But as the night progressed she started to feel sick. Leaving her dorm room, she stumbled to the bathroom and emptied the contents of her meager dinner into the toilet and laid on the floor sweating and in a great deal of pain. Abigail had no roommate, or if she did, she had dropped out a long time ago. Abigail was a loner. She was 18 years old. Long black hair and soft blue eyes that were always hidden behind glasses. She stood at an unremarkable 5'5 and was curvy and not skinny but not fat. Abigail shifted and groaned. Her body was covered in sweat. Her skin felt too itchy, like a donated wool sweater that was 20 years old. She began to claw at her skin, and shifted arching up and began to pant. Rolling her eyes back, she groaned in pain too weak to scream. Her bones and internal organs shifted and she roleld onto her front and the students would say, swear even, that a scream turned into a howl. She had no idea what happened and would have no recollection in the morning. A black wolf stood where Abigail was and it began to move down the hall snarling hungry and very agitated. Luckily, the students peeked out of dorms and saw the wolf and went inside to call animal control and campus security. The wolf continued confused, angry, and very disoriented as it stumbled around growling and drooling all over.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

Sybil's motorcycle came to a halt just outside the college dormitory. She could tell by the scent that clung to the air that the new wolf had undergone it's transformation. It was confused, hungry, possibly frightened. She stepped off her bike, walking towards the building. Her eyes never left the door as she approached, though her ears, and nose were primed for signs of other werewolves. Sybil had long since practiced keeping her own under control. Sure there were certain triggers that were unavoidable. Extreme hunger. Sexual frustration. Intense pain. But she no longer was victim to the moon's demands. She pushed the door to the dormitory open, walking the halls with a calm demeanor, ignoring any other students that were peering out from their doors. She paused at the base of the stairs, her nostrils flaring once more. It was a female. Young female. She could hear her growling. She hastily climbed the stairs skipping steps, three at a time, only to jump the second flight all together. She rounded the corner, seeing the young wolf at the end of the hall. Poor girl. Still only a child... She approached at a steady pace, but before she could reach her, another wolf broke through the wall beside her, pinning Sybil to the wall. His fur covered hand clenched around her throat, claws digging into the skin. She let off a growl of pain before narrowing her eyes. Claws, black as pitch emerged from her fingers as she slashed without remorse into the beast's stomach until it released her and stumbled away. She growled once more in rage before sweeping her arm low, tripping the mighty beast. She pressed her foot into his neck as her hands wrapped tightly around his wrist. With a low howl of effort she tore the arm the body, resulting in a howl of pain from the creature. She quickly began bludgeoning it to death with it's own arm until it's cries grew to little more than whimpers and then finally silence. She turned to face the young wolf, Sybil's own face now half covered in the fallen wolf's blood. I mean you no harm young one. She pulled a slab of raw steak from beneath her coat, tossing it across the floor to the wolf. But if you don't follow me now, you will be in a great deal of danger.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

Abby stopped seeing the girl and her hackles rose. Growling, she lowered her head adn growled deeper. She was about to charge the girl whent eh wolf came out of no where. She watched in horror as the woman ripped the arm off and began to beat the creature to death. She panted and and then looked at the steak. Then to her. It was a trick, seh knew it! Taking off, she ran down the halls tripping and falling several times. She rolled and tripped growling and hten moved to teh door and took off running into the night. She was panicked. Several students screamed in panic and ran she gave chase. She continued to run her teeth bared and ready for the kill.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

Sybil watched the wolf flee, her eyes narrowing in irritation. God damn it. She quickly gave pursuit, sprinting with super human speed. Her eyes narrowed as she saw the younger wolf pursuing students. Her eyes shifted to the roofs, catching the shadows of wolves leaping from roof top to roof top in pursuit. Fuck... She growled lightly. She didn't want to turn. She'd spent so long not having to. She definitely didn't want to have to mark the young wolf either. She deserved her own choice. But her options were starting to grow thin. This shit we do for kids... She muttered. As she drew closer, she threw herself in the wolf's direction, attempting to tackle her. God damn it! Try to think! She extended her claws once more, should the encounter grow violent.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

Abby was running hard and fast and when she was tackled, she panted hard under the girl and whimpered watching the students escape. She wanted to eat them so badly. Then she whimpered from the pit of her soul,, and raised her head back and howled in misery. She was a monster. She shivered under the girl wishing that she would kill her quickly. She shivered and continued to whimper. She was a human stuck in a wolf body. Her mind was racing, why was this happenign to her.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

Sybil was quite surprised to find that the wolf was docile when tackled. Obviously distressed. She panted heavily as she slowly lifted her weight from her. She stroked the fur behind her ears gently. Listen to me, child. I said I meant you no harm. But, I am not the only one tracking you. I am, however, the only one who seeks to protect you. She rose to her knees, checking around quickly for the signs of the other wolves, she could smell them, hear them, but she couldn't see them. Were they observing? Sybil was obviously an alpha, perhaps they feared her? Perhaps they were waiting to see if Sybil was planning to mark the young wolf. We need to get out of here. Now. She rose to her feet, helping the young wolf up. My name is Sybil, and I promise to keep you safe.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

Abby didn't want to stand up, she wanted to lay there and die. She shut her eyes and whimpered hard. Her stomach hurt, her head hurt, everything hurt. Her paws, her face, her mouth, her legs. She shut her eyes she was a puddle of wolf and would not stand up. She whimpered and shut her eyes. SHe laid back down and pressed her face into the grass. Soon a animal control truck pulled up and rangers walked out and smiled walking forward. Ma'am I was called in regards to a wolf siting have you seen anything? The man held a tranq gun.
Thread: Running with the Pack (Skeith x Loneiy)

Sybil was hesitant to turn around, seeing as she still wore the blood of the wolf she'd slayed on her face. I believe it chased some students that way. She said in a soft voice. She brought her arm up to her face, wiping the blood away with the sleeve of her jacket, before pointing in the direction the students had fled. I heard screams and came to help, but I haven't seen it since. She sincerely hoped that they would buy her bluff and move along. She didn't want to kill humans if she didn't have to. Her eyes returned to the wolf on the ground in front of her, deliberately remaining between their field of view and the wolf. I'm worried about those poor girls, I'm nowhere near fast enough to chase down a hungry wolf. She continued, still panting from the chase.