Thread: Masquerade (Google & Vixen_M)

Her touch was something that brought a small sigh from his lips, the ears of a Drow were just as sensitive as those of their cousins. The spikes had been rather painful to have inserted and he had allowed them to heal naturally in their own time, though the temptation had been there for him to have a healer brought in to close the wounds right away, though by the third time he was no longer bothered by it. He didn't really think that she was a threat in terms of assassination but he did intend to have her in his bed before to long and that was where a man was most vulnerable. His uncle had been killed by his mother in that manner, opening up the road to the throne for his father and eventually for him. One of his cousins had even tried to seduce him at one point, no doubt intending to poison him or drive a dagger into his throat. He had turned her down and a few months later she had been found dead in bed with another of their cousins, an assassination attempt that claimed the lives of both. The dancing however took his mind off the thought of such a threat, for the first time in quite some time Shuraste was as relaxed as could be, his entire body feeling as though it were on a cloud. Perhaps it was rather foolish considering the short amount of time that he had known Silv, her ability to put him at ease so quickly could be dangerous but Shuraste wasn't going to complain, to be so at ease with someone was unusual for him and he was going to savor it. As she played her game of flirtation and perhaps seduction through her dancing Shuraste played along with her, he wasn't able to hide his movements the way that her dress helped to hide her legs so instead he was more subtle, his hands always in motion, normally just brushing oh so lightly over her arms but occasionally he would quickly shift them over her body, lightly brushing under her breasts or over her hips and thighs. These movements were so swift that they weren't even noticed by those who watched them dance, it was clear that these two were moving with a great deal more talent then those around them, Shuraste having learned the art of dance to lend him more grace, vital to survival in Drow royal court. He could see it in her eyes though, she was beginning to wonder if perhaps he was the prince. This girl wasn't a fool, clever enough to realize just what he was up to perhaps? Well it just cemented his opinion of her, he would possess her, one way or another she would be made his queen once she was ready for it. As the music came to a close, the band needing a break after playing for so long and so quickly he held Silv tight against him for a moment longer, bending his head down to whisper into her ear, ready to share a secret with her. Have you figured it out yet? He asked with his lips brushing against her ear, teasing her now. The prince made his entrance some time ago, quietly rather then with any great deal of flourish. Already he has set his eyes on what he wants and sees no point in making some grand announcement... now he would very much like to take the young woman he has set eyes on out into the gardens for a little bit of privacy... and the prince has never been good at hearing no. This was hardly subtle but he felt no point in playing around now, he was only indirect until it no longer served a purpose.