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Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

He tried to calm himself. His anger did not need to be directed on her. But he did intend to take it out on the road. Start from the beginning. What do you mean a sham? Murder? We have to call the police. And we have to get justice for you. Her appearance every time he looked over at her made him bubble over more and more. He was home before he realized it. Opening the door, he waited for her to get up to lead her inside. He had some clothes from an ex that might fit her. And her head would need a fresh bandage. I will take care of you. Come with me.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Chloe couldn't even look at him. She was so ashamed. She felt so stupid. Nothing that good could ever happen to someone after losing a parent. She should have known. She should have known how all too fishy it was. But she hadn't. She was too blinded by pain and grief and alarmingly willing to turn to just about anyone for comfort since her father had been disgustingly occupied and comforted by his mistress and then second wife, Anastasia her husband's girlfriend. Shaking her head, she sniffled and wiped her eyes. Anastasia and Alden. They're a couple. And they plotted all of this. All of this to get access to the Mikaelson legacy and fortune. Anastasia inserted herself into my father's life when my mother got sick. But when she was actually on the mend, Anastasia poisoned her. And by then she and my father were already having an affair. And shortly after my mother died, they got married. The night of their wedding celebration, I was so upset. I couldn't believe him. I was so mad at him. And then I met someone. Alden. He wooed me, courted me, comforted me. She sniffled. He had been so genuine. We got married a few months later. A week after we married, my father died. He had been poisoned. And that was when everything crumbled and the truth came out. She was close to shaking uncontrollably, sobs threatening to wrack through her but she held back. He...He raped me. Humiliated me in front of that bitch. She hissed, so much hate laced in her words but there was also so much hurt. More than that, she just felt like the fool that they called her, among other names. He drugged me and drove me somewhere. I woke up on the way and caused him to have an accident. I was thrown from the car. She said softly. She shook her head, hunching forward and covering her face. Soon they were at his place and miserably, she got out of the car and headed inside with him, leaning a little bit on him for support. The pain was becoming too unbearable.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

He could hardly believe his ears. Yet, there was no doubt she was telling the truth. Alden raped her. They killed her parents. And tried to kill her. The only thing keeping his blood from boiling was taking care of her. Well, you are safe right now. Let's clean you up and let you rest. Opening the door, he led her straight to the shower. Turning the water on he hesitated. I would like to help you shower. You need to keep cleaning off the dirt and grime from the crash. Do...do you want me to go away? Shyness crept into his demeanor, only slightly offsetting the rage and concern he felt.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Chloe nodded her head and she moved toward the bathroom for a shower. She was excited for a shower but could hardly convey those emotions. It seemed so foreign right now to be happy. Relieved was one thing but happy? She wasnt sure she would be happy again. Not after this She didnt even seem to care or notice as she began to undress, the way he became a little shy. Hearing his question, Chloe didnt look up, neither did she stop undressing. She just shook her head. If you leave Im giving you a swirly in your toilet. She mumbled, managing to crack a wise-ass kind of smile which was just a corner lift of her mouth in perhaps the most pathetic smile ever. But she did mean it. If he left her right now, she would start crying and take it out on him. She needed him there. She made the mistake of turning to the mirror once she was naked. Doing so made her eyes well up. She had cuts, scrapes and bruises all over her body. Her inner thighs were completely black and red, bruised and crusted with blood. She saw how banged up her face was and just seeing it all reminded her of what happened. She placed her hands on the counter and let the tears stream down her cheeks freely. It was as if all she heard in her mind was the laughter, the abusing words and felt nothing but the humiliation all over again.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

He smiled at her comment. It was a sad smile, conveying, as much as he could, that he was there for her, that this really sucked, and that they were going to figure it out together. Relieved, that he could stay, he took her clothing and put it outside the door into a nearby basket. He would be able to wash them while she slept. Then again, she may never want them again. He may have to go find some clothing for her if she stayed longer. Hearing a noise, he turned back to the bathroom and saw her tears, streaming, as she gripped the counter. Come, come. We have to keep moving. There will be time for that once you are clean and resting. I promise. He said it with the most hope and comfort he could muster, knowing she needed to be clean. Her appearance did nothing to alleviate his anger though. A plan started to form in his mind. Revenge. Vengeance against her wrongdoers. He turned on the shower and opened the curtain. Stripping to his underwear, he grabbed her hand. Come on, I will support you, just lean on me and we will clean together.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Chloe wiped her eyes and nodded her head pathetically, moving with him to the shower. She stepped inside, wincing as the hot water hit her sore and pained body but in a matter of seconds, she felt soothed. Pushing her head under the hot stream of water, grime and blood began to wash out of it immediately. It was amazing what a hot shower could do. But she was already starting to feel better. And if it werent for Jake supporting her, shed be sitting on the ground, and nothing would get done. She needed someone's strength right now. She couldn't find her own. Not right now.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Jake felt nervous, holding her Chloe!?!?! while she showered. He felt her gentle skin against his, her smooth curves wherever he held. As she moved, he moved, making sure to stay respectful but supportive. Standing behind her, he felt that he was in the best position possible to make sure she was clean and he didn't see anything. Though, if you asked him hours ago, he would have done anything to see her in the shower. As she had grown, his attraction to her had grown. Her personality, her humor, and of course her body. But right now, while he was still turned on a bit damn instincts, he wanted more than anything for her to feel better.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Chloe knew she was naked but right now, her body did not feel like her own. And at this point, she had no shame. So how could she be embarrassed about being naked in front of a guy she hadn't seen for so long? Pressing back against his chest, she took some shampoo to her hair, lathering it up really good, until her head was a froth of soap. She washed it out after and conditioned it before taking the bar of soap to clean her body of the grime, dirt, blood, semen, sweat and whatever else. When she felt clean enough, she turned around in Jake's arms and pressed her cheek to his shoulder. She didn't wrap her arms around him. She couldn't. But she could take comfort from him like this. Thank you Jake. She said softly, and after a moment, she looked up at him. This is far from over, isn't it? All of this. I mean...I can't just let them get away with this. Not after everything my parents had done.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Holding Chloe was what he had thought about for as long as he could remember. Holding her naked? Not like this. He wrapped his arms around her, gently. He wanted her to feel supported. Protected. When she looked up at him, and spoke in her gentle but firm tone, he set his jaw. No, this is not over. And we will do what you believe best. But, shouldn't we call the police? Shouldn't we throw his ass in jail? And her with him? They deserve to burn but toiling away in a prison might be a small comfort.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Her head nodded slowly and she let out a deep sigh. Hes paid off the police. Believe me, if I could go to the police, I would have done that in the first place. She said softly. They take their orders from him. She looked up at him. Hes just become one of the richest men in the world by marriage to me. He doesnt inherit in the event of my death. And now he knows Im alive because some of the nurses at the hospital recognized me. She looked at him. They called him. Thats why I ran. She said softly. We have to take this into our own hands Jake. B-But...I dont even know where to start. That wasnt entirely true. She did know where to start. The best way to get to Alden was to eliminate his one true weakness. Anastasia. But considering things...she was pretty sure the bitch would be difficult to get to. How do we get to her? Anastasia
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Without the law, nothing will matter. It's like you said, we are on our own. And Anastasia seems to be his weakness. If I'm thinking clearly, I bet he's just a pretty face and she's the brains. Taking her down won't be easy. He thought for a moment. I have digital connections. It wouldn't be easy, but maybe we could take her down, piece by piece? Release her personal life to the world, have her donate all her money to charity, have charges 'magically' appear would cast a dark shadow over a dark person. He knew his plan was going to be to find a way to hang her digitally, but now he was telling Chloe. Hopefully, she wouldn't think him crazy.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Chloe listened and though she liked his idea, she didnt think it enough. Plus, she was not so naive anymore to automatically assume that Anastasia was the brains and Alden was the pretty face. She was pretty sure it was the other way around because Alden seemed like the fortune hunter-seeking type. Anastasia was just along for the ride, using her body and seductive wiles to tempt powerful rich men in their most vulnerable time. Those two, Anastasia and Alden were a match-made in Hell. Its a start. She said softly. But its not enough Jake. She said softly. I want them to pay. I want them to suffer. I want them to know what it is like to lose the very thing they love. Whether that is money or each other, we can figure that out. She looked up at him, her eyes suddenly take a dark and hooded look. It may be awful of me, but if it comes to life and death since that is the game they are happy to play, I would like nothing more than to see them both die. At my hands. She felt it would be the only way to truly secure her familys legacy and protect it, as well as get justice for her parents. The only justice, essentially.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Well, nothing else can happen right now. Rest, and a good meal, will make sure you are ready to take on the future. He turned off the water and grabbed a towel nearby. Stealing a quick glance of her body, 'For shame, Jake!', he wrapped her slowly up and walked her to his bed. Peeling back the blankets, he invited her to lay down. I will make sure you are taken care of tonight. I promise. He smiled at her, and began plotting his next moves in his head. Any mention of her at the hospital was going to disappear. The crash would have to be altered too, so they would be less likely to keep looking for an escaped wife. He kept ticking off his wishlist, waiting for her next move.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

Chloe nodded her head, a little numbly. Thank you Jake. She said softly, letting her body be wrapped up in a towel and moving toward the bed, completely oblivious to the little glance he stole of her naked body. Crawling into the bed, she lay flat on her stomach and clung to the towel that kept her body wrapped up. She looked at Jake and nodded her head again, closing her eyes. The weight of the exhaustion sunk in as it replaced the adrenaline and survival mode she had been kicked into. She drifted quickly, her entire body visibly relaxing as she fell into a deep sleep. There were no dreams, thankfully, which meant that there would be no nightmares. Her mind was too hazy and tired, her body ached and she felt so numb. She wouldnt be alright until she knew that Alden and Anastasia were taken care of--and by taken care of, that meant specifically being killed. And if she could do it, she would be happy. After that, she wouldnt care what happened to her. Thats how she felt right now. She didnt care if she lived or died. So long as Alden and Anastasia were dead too.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

In the morning he watched her sleep. She has been so fitful in the night, tossing, slinging vulgarities and hate. He knew she wouldn't rest well until it was done, and they were dead. He had erased her from the wreck, paid off the necessary hospital workers, and made it look like she was away on vacation. He wasn't sure if he was going to help her murder anyone, but he knew he would protect her. Setting down some breakfast, he had just gazed at her for a while. She was...beautiful. Absolutely stunning, and exactly as he had remembered. He couldn't decide what she would want to eat, so he had pancakes, a breakfast sandwich, eggs, and bacon, along with some decaf coffee, 'she shouldn't have caffeine with a concussion' he theorized, and orange juice. He waited for her to wake.
Thread: Tell me Lies (Mali & Jacob)

It wasnt the most peaceful sleep. She didnt have nightmares but she would wake up here and there, fear striking into her, making her think that Alden found her. She would even look over beside her to make sure that Jake was still there, safe and sound. If anything happened to him because of her, shed never forgive herself. At that point, there might not be much reason left for her to do anything. But she didnt want to think that way, most certainly not! That morning, when she did wake, she lay on her side, facing him. Her eyes opened and she was greeted with him looking at her, watching her. Normally, shed find that rather creepy but somehow when Jake did it, she didnt. Chloe mustered a small tired smile, sitting up slowly, stretching and yawning. Seeing the spread of food on the bedside table, her eyes widened. So much food? She asked, looking back to him. Remembering her manners, she rubbed her eyes. I mean, morning. She said softly, sitting up so she could cross her legs crisscross-applesauce. You didnt have to make so much food Jake. I normally dont eat too much. Although that breakfast sandwich that had her name on it looked really good. It took all she had not to reach over, grab it and devour the whole thing in four bites.
Thread: Hello ladies and gents. Looking for something... smutty.

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Thread: Gifts of the Night [ Bear & Amaril ]

Taryn didn't consider himself a pious man. He had been once, in his childhood. His gods-fearing parents had made sure to instill him with the proper reverence, and he'd never really questioned it--why would he? He'd listened to the chants, studied the Old Tongue, resisted the urge to look away during sacrifices on feast days. He still did all those things, because everyone else did and it was easiest to just go along, but it had been a good few years since he'd really believed them. No one moment had made him lose his faith. It simply felt like a part of growing up, learning the truth of the world. The gods didn't really listen to the chants, or bless in return for the sacrifices, because the rituals weren't for them they were for humanity, to turn to when life was cruel and they needed hope to keep living. Even so, standing up at that altar, breathing the incense and surrounded by the voices, and looking at Bela, it was hard not to feel something. She believed--it was obvious. Seeing her there in the torchlight, in paint and silks and bones, she looked every inch the destined queen, all that barely-contained energy visible in her bearing. Not for the first time, Taryn wondered what it was like for her, channeling the Powers. The impossibility of imagining senses he'd been born without. He didn't need to believe in the gods to know that she lived in a world he'd never really understand. But an Aegis' job wasn't to understand their charge's world--it was to worry about their own, so the sorcerer didn't have to. Taryn found that easy to accept. His world was enough, as long as he could make a difference in it for the better. That was something an Aegis could do. Especially the Queen's. It still didn't seem real. Out of all the aspirants, the best and brightest, she'd chosen him . He felt the hand on his shoulder, nudging him forward. Knuckles whitening on the hilt of the old ceremonial sword to keep his hands from shaking, he began the long six-step journey up to the altar, where his new Queen waited. Even though she was hardly any more dressed than him, he still managed to feel exposed before her and the rest of the crowd, the white silk kilt his only protection besides the paint markings on his face and bare chest. He reached the altar. His eyes met Bela's, and he wondered which she'd see, the fear or the pride. He chanced a look at the Elder, who gave him a nod. Come on. You've practiced this a hundred times. He knelt and bowed his head, dark bangs falling into his eyes, raising up the sword and offering it to her. Dalhar dlisto, dalhar d'l'yorn, dalhar d'kulam, tir sataal ita d'l'kol... His lips formed automatically over the rehearsed chant. By the Moon and the Tree and the Dragon, I pledge all that I am to your service. My strength, my honor, and my life shall belong from this night forth to you. Your word shall be my only code, your vision, my commandment and guide. This I swear in the sight of the gods, and the night stand witness. There--that was it. Now all that was left was to await her answer... OOC Holy crap, that's one hell of a starter. Hope this is okay!
Thread: Gifts of the Night [ Bear & Amaril ]

Bela couldnt see her knight as much as she could feel him next to her, the power of his being making her feel a new swelling in her chest, the powers in her body expanding to a point that was near painful. She could feel his pride and smell his fear, her nostrils flaring as she turned her attention - her full attention - to him, her mouth opening to let out a quivering sigh as he spoke. It was pain, sweet agony, to hold in all of the strength that she had, her body shaking where she stood as she watched him lower himself to her, his weapon offered. The crowd around them had calmed into a hush as she hovered over him, on the precipice of the greatest choice in her life. Now, if never, was the time when she could turn away from it all and take the life of an Elder or a Maiden instead of a Sorceress. She was drunk on power, too far gone to teach and too incensed to maintain her purity to be a Maiden for life. There was no hesitation as her hand slid down to his blade, running her palm across it until her palm wept with blood. Zil dos ssligne unsaa, ji lphraktos xal ssligne dos. The words were not spoken loud for the crowd to hear, but spoken soft as if she were murmuring words of love to him instead of following ceremony. Her finger dipped into her blood before she pressed her thumb against his lips, her eyes seeming to glow as the blood smeared across his skin. She felt a push then, not from any physical hand but from one that would forever remain unseen, her body compelled to act outside of ritual. She felt like a puppet as she, too, lowered herself into the dirt onto his level, her silks gathering about her knees as she leaned in close to her. Her hands grasped either side of his face, her eyes transfixed on his, Natha belbol whol dos, d'aron. Naerden. Z'reninth . She closed the space between them, her lips brushing against his. It was strong now, the force driving her, pushing her to do something she didnt fully understand. Her lips burned where they touched him, and she felt the power rise in her, the burn becoming so intense it felt like her mouth was crackling on him. As her lips pressed against his fully she felt it, the resistance disappearing from her as her power finally stopped pressing from her insides and turned to flowing, easing itself from her and into him. It wasnt by any means all of her power, but a brief glimpse for him into her world, her lips pulling from his only seconds after, as if hed struck her. Her breathing was harsh now, as if shed run a distance, her eyes wild as she stared at him, half excited and half confused. The Elder continued the ceremony without them, turning his back to the moment that had surely been blessed by the gods, his arms raising to the crowd. The gods have decided. The knight is chosen. He let his arms fall now, the crowd watching him as his voice fell low, Tonight, they will pair. The gods be with them. Tomorrow, we bid them farewell. Translations As you protect me, may the gods protect you. A gift for you, knight. Breathe. Believe.
Thread: Gifts of the Night [ Bear & Amaril ]

A bit of the tension drained away as Taryn felt Bela run her hand along the blade. There it was she'd gone through with it. He hadn't really expected otherwise, but...well, no matter now. He obligingly lifted his head up and closed his eyes as she lowered her thumb to his lips. The sticky heat of the blood made his stomach twist a little--hardly unfamiliar, but never pleasant. As quickly as the uncertainty faded, it returned when she knelt to face him. Reflexively lowering the sword, he met her eyes with confusion, struggling to parse her unfamiliar verse. What's she doing? This isn't part of the-- His thoughts were cut off as, before he could draw back or do anything else, her hands were on his face, and then their lips were together. For a second, her skin burned like she was on fire, and then he felt...he couldn't put it into words, even in his head. There were none for it. He wasn't sure whether he'd closed his eyes or just gone blind, the torchlight rang like silver bells, the ground rolled away and they were underwater, leviathans the size of cities rushing by at the speed of high winds, each one a chanting voice, and then she broke the kiss, and they were back, and Taryn felt like he'd just run for an entire day without rest. He hardly heard the Elder's words as strength left him his head landed on Bela's shoulder, and he clung to her for support, head spinning, panting for breath. A detached part of him realized he'd just been channeled through. He tightened his grip on Bela, suddenly feeling as though they'd shared something profoundly intimate. It was a good thing his part of the ritual was over--he doubted he'd have the strength to stand for a while. Gods...and we haven't even gotten to bed yet...