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Thread: Fate Can Be Changed [AU FFX RP] (Yuna & Ayen's 1x1)

Lady Yuna Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg There indeed was a very rare and selfish part of Yuna that knew she probably should just leave and try to resume her search. But ... that wouldn't be right. If she wasn't fighting Sin, she was helping others - summoners or not - in any possible way. Even just simple talks could do wonders, regardless of whether the individual wanted anything back or not. More than that, she didn't feel like Ayen was trying to lead her into any harmful situation and that would be one of the main scenarios her guardians would worry the most about. Her safety before any of theirs it'd always been that way with everyone. Her own smile subconsciously crossed her face as she thought of Auron, Tidus, Rikku, Lulu, Wakka and everyone. But then her head shook quickly. For the time being, it wouldn't seem right to ignore Ayen, especially when he seemed to be trying to help her out. Yuna knew and was often told her kindness could easily be a trait for others to use and manipulate. While she did see the very valid concerns, she didn't get that worry while being around this boy. Although she wouldn't lie, was he only speaking to her for whom she was? Or was there more that she didn't yet know? Answers will show themselves later .. She decided, giving a polite nod to Ayen. That would be much appreciated, actually. Beginning to walk beside Ayen, she glanced around Bevelle for a few moments before looking back to him. Do you live here by chance? It had been far too long since she'd been away from her place of birth. It hadn't seemed to change much ... but it was still nice to be able to see once again. Though Yuna tried to hide it in her eyes and face, her mind was racing, trying to plan ahead. It sounded silly .. but she began to genuinely wonder if she'd even find the others? And if not, what would she do? Continuing to fight Sin alone was ... bordering suicide, wasn't it? It sounded that way in her head. Her head shook no slowly again, trying to dismiss the thoughts for now. When the bridge for that arrived, she'd think more seriously upon it. Besides, they wouldn't just up and leave her ... would they? No, of course not. That was what she wanted to believe, anyways. But there was still that nagging part of her mind and gut which kept trying to insist something was very wrong and out of place.
Thread: Fate Can Be Changed [AU FFX RP] (Yuna & Ayen's 1x1)

Ayen Ayen pushed his index finger up underneath the front tip of his hat to keep it from falling in his eyes and walked side by side the summoner. A day that had began searching for objects of material value has transformed to searching for people. Never was a dull day in Spira that much was for sure. Ayen wondered what Yuna was doing all the way out here since Sin has been long defeated and there was no real need to pray to the fayth anymore, but he knew asking such a question could very well lead to him being asked what he was doing headed to the temple and he rather not risk walking down that road so here they were. Kilika, actually, replied Ayen. I've been traveling for a while now honing my craft. I still get a little lost in the bigger cities like this one. Kilika feels like a small enclosed space next to a city like this. Must have been good growing up in a big city, meant you never got lost because you were used to it. At least, that was the impression Ayen got from big city dwellers. He couldn't imagine what it was like being the reversed though, going from a big city to someplace relatively smaller. The change must have been quite the adjustment. Instead of more places to explore you had a lot less places to explore. It was something he couldn't relate to but didn't dwell on, just an interesting thought while trying to think of something to talk about with the pretty lady next to you.
Thread: Fate Can Be Changed [AU FFX RP] (Yuna & Ayen's 1x1)

Lady Yuna Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg The name 'Kilika' made Yuna's eyes quickly sadden. I'm sorry. I hope they're rebuilding is going smoothly? I haven't been there in quite a while. Last she'd seen the island, a hurricane may as well have gone through it. The cause was much worse it'd been Sin. Sin had literally torn most of everything and a good amount of the residents apart. She'd done her first official sending there. The memory was beautiful and yet bittersweet in it's own ways. Thankfully, he'd brought up the word 'craft', which easily lead to a happier subject to speak of. Oh? May I ask what your craft is then, Ayen? Every now and again, she let her eyes gaze around them both .. and inwardly frowned. There still appeared to be no sign of any of the others. Her heart raced and sank at the same time. Why? Why was this even happening? Why now of all times? On the outside, Yuna was doing her best to keep her happy and calm face. But on the inside, she was actually scared and terrified. First the odd occurrence in the Temple .. now her guardians vanishing? Something to do with that bright flash of light maybe? She inwardly pondered. By now they were close to the downtown-like part of Bevelle ... and still nothing. Yuna couldn't help but swallow softly, feeling her strong front steadily beginning to vanish and disappear much like the others had seemed to do.
Thread: Fate Can Be Changed [AU FFX RP] (Yuna & Ayen's 1x1)

Ayen Ayen came to a sudden stop and rested a hand against the summoner's forehead. Are you feeling okay? Nothing's bothering you? There was genuine concern in his voice and his eyes as he examined Yuna. His hand didn't feel warm at all when he touched her and he extracted it as soon as he could see the woman was just fine, but that only perplexed the Black Mage as he looked into those heterochromic eyes of the summoner. They were rather alluring to gaze into, green and blue, both different and yet the same. A person could get lost in them over time. Ayen shook his head, snapping out of the trance he nearly brought himself into. Kilika... Kilika has been rebuilt for some time now.
Thread: Fate Can Be Changed [AU FFX RP] (Yuna & Ayen's 1x1)

Lady Yuna Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg Picsyunazpsb43078d8.jpg Well ... Yuna's head bowed slightly, wondering if it'd be wise to confess what had happened in the Temple. But would he think her to be crazy? A bright light just randomly flashing in peoples' eyes wasn't exactly a common thing to occur. But this entire scenario really was bothering the hell out of her. There were far more questions than answers and right now, the summoner really wanted the latter if at all possible. Giving a slow nod, she looked back to Ayen, still taking steady steps further into Bevelle. I went to acquire my Aeon. As per tradition, my guardians can't join me. A very abrupt flash of light just ... appeared in my eyes. For a bit, I was in ... some sort of white Void. Nothing was around me nor was anyone. By the time it went away and I walked out ... so were my guardians. I ... I'm sorry if that sounds .... unbelievable. But I don't know how else to put it. A smile managed to cross her face upon hearing Kilika was rebuilt although ... it hadn't felt like that long ago. Confusion went back onto her face. No, it hadn't been. The same sinking sensation quickly overwhelmed her as Yuna felt her spirits lower once again. Um ... would you mind defining 'some time now', Ayen? She asked.
Thread: Dominating the School (google-Dakest_fate)

Stone kept her eyes on Denzel, judging him, weighing him and trying to figure him out. The magnetism and the looks were definitely there, there in spades, but Stone definitely wasn't appreciating the attitude. He hadn't even stopped to consider her simple request for him to get dressed. Surely he didn't think that what he was wearing was proper? He even still looked wet Stone thought she could see his entire body through his shorts. Wait, what was that at his... no, she definitely wasn't looking there , that was for sure. Stone felt red rise on her cheeks, which she pretty well figured was going to happen. You can't seriously think that you're appropriately dressed, she insisted, turning as he moved. Seriously, Denzel, you should show proper respect and all that. How would you like it if I showed up to tutor you and dressed in my sweatpants with my hair all a mess? she gestured at her hair. At least that had been brushed and tended quite well. Stone really didn't bother to style it, not really. What was the point? But the red locks still fell easily about her shoulders, framing her face well. The seventeen year old girl remained standing still while her host bustled about. He brushed aside her name, and Stone wasn't sure whether to thank him or berate him for that. It wasn't so much that he wasn't going to call her what everyone else did, though that was going to come back to bite him in the ass sooner or later, it was the way he just decided what to call her on his own. No mind if I call you Emma? or anything like that. Just I'm going to call you this. The way he said it, it sounded like Stone should be thankful he'd decided to use one of her names at all. At least he got her a drink, water, even, though it didn't look like the brand she usually drank. Stone wasn't nearly as wrapped up in that sort of thing as several of her peers, and she actually took it with an audible thanks. She opened it, but didn't move to drink or do anything of the sort. I think we should start with etiquette, she insisted, her raspy voice dragging the words. I don't know what it was like at your old school, but here, we treat people with, you know, respect and stuff. I get that it's your house and all that, but I am coming here and spending my time and all. You don't need to treat me like I'm one of your 'hos' or something, Stone actually did the air quotes when she said it as well, raising her hands in the air. She very nearly rolled her eyes as well. As she did, Stone got a decent look at the apartment. it wasn't bad, not really. It wasn't exactly up to the standards of the school though. Just how had this guy ended up at the Academy anyway? He'd clearly pulled some strings he was a guy and the school was just for girls. But Stone had expected there to be something extraordinary about him. so far as she felt was that he was being extraordinarily rude.
Thread: Dominating the School (google-Dakest_fate)

Her comments about how she should have shown up in sweats and how he should learn some etiquette almost had him rolling his eyes. Did she really think that he cared all that much what she wore when she showed up to tutor him? The school uniform might look good but she didn't wear it quite as well as others from the school did and he would probably need to have her dress to impress a little more in the near future, perhaps raise that hemline a little bit. Honestly it was downright ridiculous, if she had just asked him to put a shirt on then he probably would have done it for her rather then ignore her request but she seemed to think she could come into his home and tell him what he should do... she really needed to learn some manners. It was when she said that she wasn't one of his hos though that he couldn't even hid his amusement, he had been drinking from the bottle of water he had grabbed himself and ended up coming very close to spitting it out. If she hadn't come so close to what he actually had in mind for her and her classmates then he might have actually be offended by what she had said. My etiquette? He asked with a small smirk once he had gotten his chuckling under control, shocked that she had actually done so brazen as to air quote. You come into my apartment and you tell me how I need to dress for you rather then actually asking me to put a shirt on.... but I am the one who needs to work on his etiquette? Sarcasm dripping from every word as he took a few steps towards her, making it clear just how much larger then her he was, going for a little bit of intimidation more for amusement then anything else... playing with his food before the meal that he was very much looking forward too. Standing before her, just a few inches away and nearly a foot taller then her, oh he was very much going to enjoy what was coming soon. Did she have any idea what he had in mind for her? Did she have even the slightest clue that she was soon going to end up riding his cock like a well trained 'Ho'? Now, just this once I am going to overlook your use of the word Ho, mostly because it was pretty fucking funny... but if you say it again then I might need to teach you a lesson. A grin on his face, wide, cocky, he was in charge. Now make yourself comfortable while I go find a shirt. Keep her off guard, test her limits a bit, figure out just how useful she could be to him. Taking a step back from her, slowly adjusting his crotch so her eyes would quickly be drawn to the rather obvious bulge there, not even at half mast but quite clear even through the baggy shorts. Turning away then he made his way into the bedroom, grabbing a shirt from a drawer... a simple wifebeater that he normally wore while working out, one that wouldn't do much to hide the body that he worked hard for every day, pulling it on as he made his way back out to Emma, might as well let things drag out for just a little while longer before he took what he wanted.
Thread: Dominating the School (google-Dakest_fate)

I'm coming here because I was asked, remember? I'm doing a job, replied Stone, keeping a tight smile all the while. He clearly expected to throw her off guard, but Stone had no intention of getting rolled by this guy. She could practically see the sarcasm dripping off each and every word, and again, she couldn't help but feel almost disgusted. This was the guy who showed up at their school? Really? Why couldn't they have gotten some polite gentleman, preferably even one from Britain. They already had a pretty British girl, so why not go for a matching set? Though Stone supposed that any of those type of guys would go straight for the pretty blondes, so it was all rather moot. Stone didn't have much time to dwell on such thoughts, despite their whirling through her minds. For Denzel had come to loom over her, and Stone was quite aware of the fact that he was quite a bit larger than her. She met his gaze dead on, full of righteous indignation and fury, nearly trembling. There was another reddening, a flush of embarrassment as he pointed out her verbal slip. No sooner had he finished saying that, Stone opening her mouth to begin to protest, then he was turning and saying he was going to get a shirt. Despite Stone's best effort, she had to admit to being caught a little off guard at that. She nearly flinched, and openly stared at him for a few seconds. Eventually manners caught her, and she blurted Thanks. While he went to get changed, Stone gave the room another look around. Everything in a place, to some degree, and nothing untoward, though she liked to think that she would have noticed something like that before now. She walked over to a couch, tucking her skirt in before sitting down. Her fingers played along the bottle, cracking the seal and taking a quick sip. Not quite as pure as she would have liked, but acceptable enough for her to take a deep drink. She was just lowering it when she saw Denzel reentering. The shirt he wore barely counted, but he'd at least put something on. See, that wasn't so hard, was it? she said, nodding to him. Now, what did you want to start with? Is there anything in particular giving you trouble? she looked around, pulling her bag over and around. She had a few of her books and notes, all tabulated and ready to go. She didn't know what Denzel's strengths or weaknesses were. When Stone looked up at Denzel again, she realized that her head was nearly level with his crotch. She ignored it, instead forcing her gaze up at him. Well, what did you want to start with, Denzel?
Thread: Dominating the School (google-Dakest_fate)

Given the fact that his body was still a little damp from the shower just a few minutes before and the fact that the wifebeater he put on was just thing white cotton he might as well have not bothered putting it on, his skin showing through it quite easily and it clung to his body. All she had really done was get him to put something on that he would be taking off soon enough. Her clothing would also come off though he suspected it would be a whole lot less intact then what he was wearing, he wasn't above just holding her down and taking what he wanted it he came down to it but he would rather have his first conquest from the school give herself to him willingly. The smart girl who was often over looked seemed like the best possible first conquest, she could tell him just about anything he might want to know, able to just walk about the school without being noticed and maybe clue him in on how best to get what he wanted next. I wouldn't say it is all that hard... yet. He said with a small shrug, noticing that she had to force herself to look up from his crotch, the earlier adjustment he had given himself enough to get the blood starting to flow and it was now more noticeable then ever, once the engine got started there was really no stopping it, he needed to get off soon or else he would have the nastiest case of blue balls that could be imagined. Moving around her he took a seat on the couch beside her, sinking into the plush furniture, sitting closer to her then necessary and smirking a little as the weight of his body on the cushion was enough to dip her a little closer to him, sitting back with his legs stretched out comfortable, the shorts riding up a bit, the bulge of his cock even more evident as it pulled one leg of those shorts up even more. Now was the moment, he could play for a little while more, pretending to give a shit about the actual studies but in truth that would just threaten to put him to sleep... no he needed to bust a nut and fast. Well I was thinking we could start by unbuttoning that blouse a little bit and see what you are working with but pushing your skirt up a touch would give me a nice little peek at your thighs. A grin on his face, confident to the point where it might be arrogance, laying a hand on her thigh and slowly inching that skirt up, moment of truth time... just how strong her resistance would be.
Thread: Dominating the School (google-Dakest_fate)

Stone rolled her eyes at the comment. Boys, honestly, was that all they thought about? He was going to find himself having a hell of a lot of trouble sometime soon if he kept going at this rate. You didn't see Stone bothering with stuff like this. No, she kept to the straight and narrow. and if she ever had any feelings that would inspire something to the contrary, well, the internet was pretty well made for that, especially if you were a smart girl. Stone might have spent a few hours perusing various stories, her hand near her crotch. Just to relax. Far better than dealing with an actual boy, that much was certain. Soon he was next to her, and Stone felt herself slide a little. She readjusted as best she could, attempting yet again to tug the skirt down. Perhaps it would have been better for her if she'd opted to wear something else, something casual to the meeting. But she'd wanted to make an impression, and that meant wearing the stupid skirt. Denzel had already noticed of course that much was evident, very evident. Again Stone's eyes flicked to him as he shifted, and she swear she saw it growing. Was he just that horny? Or could it be that she did that to him? No, he must just naturally be horny. Maybe he'd been rubbing one out in the shower and she'd interrupted him. That made the most sense. And now he was wrecking that whole idea. Stone rolled her eyes to the ceiling as she felt his hand on her thigh. She felt the skirt going up, showing the pale expanse of flesh with just the slightest dusting of freckles. Stone's skin was the pale of a nerd someone who hadn't managed to find the sun in some time, though at least genetics and diet had been somewhat kind to her. She looked over at him, giving him a seriously look before reaching down and tugging it slightly. How about no? she said. Then she paused for a moment, her eyes flicking. She'd heard of girls offering boys incentives before they did that in books and movies. In the stories she read too, though the incentives there were often... a little more than Stone was willing to do. There was no way that she was going to let him do more than look, perhaps get a quick feel. Stone had to pause for a moment, remembering that she was wearing a simple pair of underwear. Not some frilly white thing that a virgin would wear, even though Stone counted for one. No, they were light gray with navy blue stripes, eerily close to her outfit, not that Stone did that on purpose. The bra was a white sports bra affair, one that hardly matched. At the rate he was going, he might get there. Well, might as well try she could say that she at least did that Okay, how about we study for an hour, and if you pay attention, I'll let you take a peek. Maybe if you can go the whole session, you'll even get to touch, she offered him a coy smile, her blue eyes dancing behind the frames. Why not? Use the power of his arousal for good.