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Thread: (The Bond) xSiiNx - Sweetone

So rude! Finally they reached there home and he opened the door for her. Once she was in he entered. He went to the kitchen and found a note left by there parents. Apparently they were going to be out late. David shrugged and went up to his room.
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Zoey made her self a snack and went to go change into simething comfy, she put on underarmer shorts and a tshirt and went and sat on the couch and watched tv.
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It was usually warm in the house so when David changed all he put on was some basketball shorts, no shirt. He went downstairs and into the living room where he sat beside his sister on the couch. Mom and dad are coming home late again. I'll get us a pizza later for dinner. He said as he sat back grabbed the remote to flick through channels.
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ok sounds like a plan and dont forget to order ranch she said and sat against her brothers side.
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He wrapped his arm around her and held her close. ranch is so gross. He said and put on a movie for them. Suddenly there was a loud bang. It was thunder and it started to pour outside. Lighting could also be seen flashing outside the windows. Well that was sudden.
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Zoey clung to her brother as shes been afraid of storms from a bad expreinse from when she was little. She grabed the blanket and hide under it and had a death grip on her brothers shorts.
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Relax, your fine. David held her tighter to make her feel safe. He knew she was scared of storms and she always cuddles to him when there was one. As she tugged his shorts he could feel her pulling them enough so the inside of them could be seen as well as his cock. Luckly she had the blanket over them so nothing was exposed.
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She held to her brother as she watched the movie trying to block out the storm, she felt safe in her brothers arms knowing he would protect her from anything.
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David kissed his sisters forehead as he moved her hand. Then he let her go and repositioned himself so he was laying down sideways on the couch. He continued to watch the movie when another loud bang shook the house.
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She hide her face in his chest as she was laying against the cushions. She had a death grip on tbe blanket and looked at the window.
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Sweetone said She hide her face in his chest as she was laying against the cushions. She had a death grip on tbe blanket and looked at the window. Click to expand... David held her once again and gently rubbed her back. He was trying to think of a way to get her mind off the storm so his hand moved lower and he playfully spanked her. Toughen up big baby he teased her and stuck out his tongue. Maybe playing would comfort her.
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She gasped and playfuly bites his arm did you just spank me mister she said and looked at him
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Yes I did punk. He spanked her again getting a handful of her ass as he did. He didn't realize until then what a nice butt she had and how her tight shorts displayed it nicely. The thought gave him a little twitch in his own pants.
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She giggled and wiggled her butt as he spanked her. night ill post when i wake
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David smiled seeing that she was feeling better. Looks like you like that. He gave her another one only this time he left his hand there. He now had his hand on his sisters wiggling ass like it was normal.
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She giggled and relaxed.
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As he kept his hand on her ass he gave a little squeeze. Feeling up on his sister began having its own affect on him. A buldge in his shorts began to grow and poke Zoey. He tried to adjust, but found it hard with her laying on top of him.
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She looked at him and poked his bulge and giggled are you happy she asked
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David nodded. I can't help it, sorry. He said feeling a little embarrassed. After all his sister was making him hard, she felt it, and now even poked it, which caused it to jump a bit.
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its ok i dont mind she said and kissed his chest softly
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David looked down at his sister and bit his lip. If she didn't mind, then he didn't mind. He relaxed as she kissed his chest and wondered what she was going to do next.
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Thread: Kvvy's Journal ~Victorian Manor Edition~

I Spent My Evening Watching Barbie Movies With My Sister And This Happened There was a jubilant sound coming from the TV room in Kverias Journal, and it distracted Neon as he showed both Rin and Alistair around the manor. Theyd covered just over half and were heading down a long hallway with a tiled floor when they heard musicNeon saw it playing along the faded floral wallpaper before the other two had a hint of itrich with strings, pipes and percussion, which could only be one thing. Neon kept walking as they passed a door that was slightly ajar, hoping to avoid the whole situation hed been there once. Never again. Excuse me, whats in here? Rin asked with a light Japanese accent. Though his hair was a brilliant golden blonde and his eyes were clear emerald green, he had been born and raised in Saitama, then moved to Shibuya to start a Gothic Lolita style caf. At some point hed ended up leaving his life there and had showed up in Kverias Journal quite unexpectedly just after the brooding Vampire Hunter. Neon hesitated, barely turning to answer the question. Thats just the TV room. Better leave it alone for now, it sounds like out creators watching. Oh no. It was too late. Rin had thrown the door open and gone sashaying inside to investigate, only to end up being sucked into the black portal of Barbie as The Island Princess. He was never heard from again. .. Just kidding. He ended up sitting on the floor in front of the television with Kveria, clutching a throw pillow while Kverias youngest sister braided his fabulous golden locks. Neon and Alistair simply had too much manly pride to make an attempt at fishing him out.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees When Thyra had cried out for help the last thing she expected was a response. The male voice that echoed through her mind had an immediate effect on her. She forced herself to take deep breaths and squeezed her eyes closed so she could no longer see the man that was leering at her. A shudder of revulsion ran through her as a calloused hand slid up her thigh. Help was coming, someone was coming to get her, she would stay calm. The young queen couldn't help but jump in surprise as the door to the room practically blew off its hinges several moments later. In mere seconds an Eyrien stormed into the room and massacred the two men, standing among the carnage like an avenging angel. He stood there chest heaving, his eyes slightly unfocused as if he were searching for further targets to inflict violence upon. Thyra instinctively recognized him as a Warlord Prince, and he was of a darker caste than herself. Her mother had known very little in the etiquette and social requirements for her daughters caste but had taught her enough to know that as a Queen it was her duty to bring this prince back from the killing edge. Princes relied on their Queens to keep them sane while Queens relied on them for protection and sometimes more. Thyra fixed her emerald eyes on the Eyrien and took several more calming breaths before speaking. She made her tone soft, but firm and said only one thing. Prince. Come back now.
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RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Thyra felt his mind surge into her own and held her breath. The action itself seemed to be enough to halt the flow of violence in the Eyrien. They both lay there for several long seconds staring at each other as the Prince regained control of his own mind. As he did his strength ebbed and he slowly sunk onto the bed with her. Craft sliced through the leather as if it were butter and she was able to stretch out the sore muscles. Before she could move he tenderly hugged her to his much larger form, cradling her body to his own as if she were the only thing keeping him afloat. Finally she let her breath escape, as he gently retreated from her mind. He had left it wholly untouched for which she was eternally grateful. When he spoke his voice made her feel calm and safe. Safe...she had not felt truly safe for as long as she could remember. Her mother had been determined to shield her from harm and keep her safe until the right time came for her to be trained by the Queens who survived the Witchstorm in tact, even if it meant crossing realms to do so. Thyra closed her eyes, letting his voice and psychic scent wash over her. A strange sense of possessiveness suddenly made her arms wrap around him, hugging him tightly in return, her fingers fisted in his clothing. She had never felt anything quite like the emotions pulsing through her right now, a sense of connection that she associated with ownership. She wanted him. It wasn't a sexual need, but it was an intimate one. Thyra needed this Warlord Prince and did not want to let go of him, her hold tighten again. Thank you. She whispered in reply to his words. You saved me...
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees In all his years he had never felt such an accomplishment. As her arms wrapped around him and her fingers dug into his clothing, gratification washed over him like a tidal column. In the warmth of that affection, sins were absolved, errors rectified, mistakes corrected. Nothing could be wrong, here. Nothing, save the festering hell hole they shared their moment in. He slowly, begrudgingly pulled himself up from her, apology in his eyes for a moment as their embrace ended. We can't stay here, he told her quietly. This place is dark. The words were simple, but the weight behind them was untold. Perhaps this Queen was too young to know of the atrocities that had occurred here Daearmuid was not. And he was not keen to have her spend any more time here. Thought of the cool night air came back to him as he thought of outside, and his eyes strayed below her face. Slender body clad only in a decidedly non-functional nightgown, comfort would not come easily on their travels, even through the Winds. He unlaced his tunic at the neck and pulled it up over head in one motion, offering it to her. The night is chill tonight, he explained, giving a nod to her tattered clothing. The Winds will take us close to my keep, but not directly to it. Please. The words came out a bit more pleading than he had originally intended, but the message would hopefully be conveyed that much more clearly. It was strange, to him, that this girl was having such an effect on him. He had been around Queens before, powerful ones at that, and though etiquette made him act accordingly, those actions were consciously decided upon. He had heard of Warlords attaching to Queens before, but mostly thought it was the fanciful tellings of a couple in love rather than the truthful reality of their meeting. But now as he handed his shirt off to her, he felt that warring conflict in his mind between the stubbornness that kept him free, and the want for the bonding only a Queen could offer. Now that he had regained his composure, the byplay was hidden underneath the outward concern he showed her. But the Ebon abyss of his mind was abuzz.
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RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Thyra watched quietly observed him as he rose off the bed, a mild sensation of disappointment welling up in her chest. His words rang true, now that she was in no immediate danger the evil of this place was abundantly apparent. While she did not know exactly what had happened here she knew it involved girls like herself and darkness knows how many others. She could feel the pain and anguish like a rotten scent all around her. Suppressing a soft hiss of pain, she pushed herself into a sitting position and hung her legs off the side of the bed. The sudden rush of blood to her head made her dizzy and made her temples throb painfully. Thyra took a moment, taking several steadying breaths until the ache subsided. When she lifted her eyes she realized he was running his eyes over her. A faint blush spread across her cheeks as his eyes took in her state of dress and she glanced away though she made no move to cover herself. She wasn't scared of him, it was more a sense of embarrassment that he had to see her this way. Her green eyes widened in surprise and unsure of how to react she accepted the shirt though she didn't immediately don it. Your keep? She murmured, her speaking voice had a musical lilt to it. No...no I need to let my mother know I am safe. There was a sudden fierceness in those emerald eyes and stubborn set to her jaw, she was clearly determined to fight him if he didn't agree. She held the tunic in her hands and stared up at him, as if saying she would put on the tunic when he agreed to go to her home first.
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RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Concern started to manifest as she sat up, taking note of the way her body creaked and ached. He watched her body move, appreciating her figure but also doing the mental math on exactly how many muscles would be aching based on her wounds and movements. And for each one he would find someone to make payment, by whichever came to bear first of his hand or spear. He retrieved that spear, as well, hefting the weapon with both arms to support the weight of the corpse on one end. He barely managed to make it clear of the bed before the offsetting weight dipped the head down and the body crashed to the ground. Sorry, he offered immediately, looking her up and down to ensure that no harm or blood had tainted her. But she was fine, and she was speakinghe found himself transfixed by her words. Her mother Daear mused, nodding internally. Family. Of course. She seemed adamant, as if he was going to tell her they had no time, that they must hurry for the danger they were in. That drew a smirking sort of smile for just the barest moment anyone who stood before him and tried to harm her would regret the hour they were born. They would be safe. She would be safe. Of course, he answered her without a second though. Where is your home? We'll take the winds as close as we can and get you some of your things. A thought occurred to him, and he paused. It looked as if he was going to say something further, but he closed his mouth. He was unsure what to do about her mother. Living in a keep in Kaeleer would hardly do well for a landen, if so she was, but it would be difficult for Daear to take both women along with him. To mask his stumble, he spoke once more, his deep baritone polite and proper as required, but underlit with a distinct thread of affection. My name is Daearmuid Asalaya. He offered her a polite bow as well, all the form and function that a Court would have required of him. But he wanted to offer his name in a hug, to offer his protection with a smile, and... He pushed that thought out of his mind. She was free, and once they returned to the Court, Karla would find a place for her to live safely. He chastised himself for wanting Karla to fail, for wanting this girl to not find a home outside the keep, for wanting this Queen to stay around for him to fawn over. He felt guilty for it, but could not push it out of his mind, no matter how he tried.
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees Thyra cast a sideways glance at the body as it fell to the floor, immediately disregarding it when he agreed to take her home. With a bright smile she rose to her feet and tugged his tunic obediently over her smaller frame. I live outside a landen village near here. She explained, giving the best directions she could. It was difficult as the men had drugged her prior to taking her here so she wasn't exactly sure how far from home they were. She idly picked at the hem of the tunic which reached almost mid thigh on her. I won't be able to stay will I. She asked, it was more of statement than a question and really did not require an answer. This is what her mother had wanted. A chance for her to go somewhere to learn the skills she needed. She smiled as he bowed and introduced himself. She liked the sound of his voice and the way his name sounded. Daearmuid. She said, liking even more the way his name felt on her tongue. My name is Thyra. She did not have court training and had no idea if there was something she was supposed to do, so she simply gave him a genuine smile. I'm so thankful you were in the area. She added, her smile turning just a touch shy. Thyra cleared her throat delicately and changed the topic. I...I've never traveled the winds before, my mother said it was too dangerous...but I really must get home as quickly as possible...
Thread: ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood [Kuro_Bara x Ryees]

RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees His breath caught in his throat as she pulled his tunic over her head. The thoughts that flickered through his mind made him uncomfortable only for the fact that her body was so young, her spirit so untainted. For a moment he let himself indulge, but as soon as her head popped out of the neckline, innocence returned to his expression. And then her voice turned sad and all improper thoughts vanished. His answer was careful, turning his words delicately. I think Tereille is a dangerous place for you in the coming months, he replied. Your presence here will only attract further attention of these sort. He accented the sentence by jabbing the butt of his spear into the barrel of the corpse's chest. She said his name, and he felt himself spinning. Never before had he heard his name spoken with such honeyed sweetness, such wonderful grace. And before he could recover, she offered her own Thyra. The name rang through his ears from her musical voice, a melody in its own right for all the pleasantness of the sound. He felt himself trying to move, unconsciously drawn to her, but kept his feet still as best he could. Even so, the gravity of her personality attracting him greater than anything he had ever felt. He wondered idly if this was how Daemon had felt when he first laid eyes on Jaenelle that thought scrubbed itself from his mind as quickly as he could. There is no such thing as instant attraction you sot! The winds were only dangerous if one was totally untrained and unfamiliar with their psychic routes. He had traversed them from a very young age, trained by some of the best Crafters he had known as a child. You are in good hands, Thyra, he crooned. When had his voice gotten so silky? It seemed thoughts of the Sadist had set to the forefront the training he had received from the Sadist perhaps Lucivar was not the only one of those brothers he was fated to learn from. Send me an image of your home, and I will take us there. He couldn't shake that crooning silken edge to his voice, no matter how he tried. No matter. He was beginning to enjoy it, anyway. There was only one landen village in the nearby area that he knew of that was where he would start. He found himself moving, instincts now guiding him more than thought. He came close to her, delicately placing one hand on her shoulder and pulling her close to him. The embrace started functional, holding her just close enough to keep her safe along the winds. But that lasted only a moment his arms pulled her tight, her scent, feel, and energy too much for him to escape wanting. He waited for the image to come to him, then swept up the Ebon wind, clinging tightly, desperately, to Thyra. And it seemed he was beginning to enjoy that, too.
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RE ...And Blood Shall Hunt For Blood KuroBara x Ryees The initial sensation of being swept up by the winds was disorienting and made her mind reel, but that feeling was rapidly replaced by the feel of Daearmuid's arms around her. He was holding her so tightly it was almost painful but she didn't mind. In fact she rather liked it, deep down she felt truly safe in his embrace and didn't relish the thought of leaving it. All too soon they dropped from the winds, his steady frame kept her from stumbling as they landed and after taking a moment to get her bearings she recognized the area. They were just outside the landen village where her mother lived. Their home was located just inside the forest edge not a mile from where they stood. Thyra looked around her brow furrowing slightly. It was night, the air was still and quiet but something seemed off. The village was eerily silent and the forest more so. She hurried forward into the tree line, following barely discernible paths by memory. Dodging through the branches expertly, she picked up speed, barreling toward her small home. Mother! Her voice rang out loudly as she burst into the clearing around the cottage. Instinct kicked in at the last second and she skidded to a halt at the picket fence around the garden. The cottage was in ruins, the wood still smoldering from the fire that had destroyed. Wisps of smoke curled up into the cold air and the distinct smell of charred meat permeated the area. Thyra choked on a sob and took another step forward, her hand reaching out weakly towards the house. No.... It was clear her mother had not survived the encounter with the kidnappers. They would not have wanted any witnesses to survive to point the way back to them. The young queen sank to her knees and stared slightly unseeing at the destruction before her. Her emerald eyes were slightly unfocused, unshed tears glimmering in the faint light from moon and stars. The cool air was slowly beginning to turn frigid but she was not shivering. A fine sheen of ice was creeping across the grass from where she knelt and without realizing it she was beginning to descend to the depths of her power. Rage and grief flickered across the void and the cold spread further out. The extreme and uncontrollable emotions were a bad combination in a young, untrained queen. She was about as likely to burn herself out as she was to destroy half the area if something wasn't done. 'They killed her!' She howled inside her mind, though outwardly she still appeared to be gazing, icily forward.