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Thread: A love twisted in the shadows (Krystal_Atems_Girl x MonkeyToe)

KrystalAtemsGirl said After awhile, Krystal broke the kiss, gasping for air. I'm sorry sweetness she breathed out, looking kind of embarrassed and sad. Krystal couldn't deny how much he looked like his father. It almost made her want to cry, especially today. she fainted in his arms from all the stress and sadness, her body becoming colder than usual, and mumbling Yami gripping the millennium puzzle around her neck. When she awoke, she appeared in what looked like an empty apartment building, and yet it felt so familiar. She was drawn to the third door on the left, and what she saw shocked her. This is Yami's old apartment.. but how did I get here? This buildings been gone for over a millennium! she said to herself, walking around, seeing how it looked just the same as it always did. Krystal sat on the nearby couch and held the little blue bear she had given him that was sitting there and sobbed just a little bit more, until a familiar frame graced the door. Yami? was all she could say before she passed out again and landed back in reality, not realizing she had simply been inside the puzzle itself. Marik.. I just saw your father. she breathed out, eyes open wide, unsure of what to think. Click to expand... Marik frowned. A-are you feeling well Mother? He asked her, unsure of what she meant and concerned about her fainting. He hoisted her in his arms and carried her back to her bed room, laying her on the soft mattress. He softly brushed a strand of hair from her face. Perhaps you need to rest? I know how hard today must be, Mother, but I am here for you and I won't leave your side.
Thread: A love twisted in the shadows (Krystal_Atems_Girl x MonkeyToe)

Krystal smiled and pulled the muscled 24 year old down to her on the bed, cuddling close. Yes, I could use some rest i think... she said, looking to her handsome son and kissing his head, then adding, always so concerned. that's why you're my sweet boy. she said, smiling weakly before fainting again, landing right back in that same apartment, where Yami was sitting, looking at some king of album. Yami, my spiky haired Egyptian god, is it really you? she asked, her expression both confused and happy. She wasn't quite sure what was gong on. but she knew she definitely wasn't dreaming.
Thread: A love twisted in the shadows (Krystal_Atems_Girl x MonkeyToe)

In a sense, it is me my wife, Yami said. Or at least a piece of me that has remained behind in your puzzle piece. He flipped a page to the album that showed memories from their multiple lives together and smiled to her, his smile just as warm and radiant as it had even been. Another piece of my lives in Marik, though he may not know it yet. On the outside, Marik flushed heatedly again as his mother drifted off. He simply held her and waited, the taste of their kiss lingering on his lips. He felt bad for liking it as much as he did, but he knew that she was always emotional on this day that reminded her of the tragedy in her past. He pressed close to her as he waited, no space remaining between them.
Thread: A love twisted in the shadows (Krystal_Atems_Girl x MonkeyToe)

I see. she says smiling, Sitting in his lap as she always did. I missed you.she said with a sad smile, kissing him softly, loving the feel of his lips on hers.She wondered why this had never happened before, but then again, she had never passed out holding the puzzle before either. Krystal cuddled close to him as they looked through the album, remembering all the good times. then a thought crossed her mind. He is so much like you, my yami. almost like a carbon copy. is that why he didn't pull away when i kissed him? she asked, looking to her dead love.
Thread: A love twisted in the shadows (Krystal_Atems_Girl x MonkeyToe)

Yes, Yami confirmed, kissing her softly back and holding her close. He has part of my inside of him and my love for you burns so bright that Marik could not help but be drawn to you. That is why he comes to you when ever you need him. Through the puzzle piece and through Marik I am able to be close to you... to be with you again.
Thread: A love twisted in the shadows (Krystal_Atems_Girl x MonkeyToe)

Krystal cuddles close, content to be in his arms again, just loving being with him. 'I love you my spiky haired Egyptian god. she said softly as she kissed his head, cuddling as close as she could possibly be. She smiled softly at all the memories, her big blue eyes a little sad. Krystal couldn't believe that she didn't think to look for him in the puzzle, since it is his item after all, as is the ring Bakura's and the rod Marik's Ishtar, not her son. She had missed him so much theses 22 years. It didn't feel fair. It was like a knife cutting into her every day he was gone, and now she had him again. It was almost surreal. Krystal stayed in his arms for a little while longer before pulling away, her voice sad. I should go my love. Marik will be worried about me. she said, kissing him softly and then disappearing in a rush of blue sparkles. Krystal's eyes opened and she turned to see marik curled up next to her. Hello sweetness. she said with a small smile, kissing his head and hugging him, happy to be with him. my spiky haired Egyptian god she mumbled, hoping he heard her and that it awakened in him the part of his father that still remained within him. Krystal cuddled her son close to herself, pulling the soft black and blue rose printed velvet comforter over them, hoping to get warm. Ever since mercury had defected to Metallia and the dark kingdom, she had double the ice in her veins, haven taken over her powers. It wasn't Krystal's choice though. The powers had a mind of their own and picked her since her power was already mostly ice based. She shivered next to her son, but still retained a smile, happy to have him home. I love you my sweet boy she said with another small smile, wrapping her tiny pale arms around him and cuddling as close as she could.
Thread: A love twisted in the shadows (Krystal_Atems_Girl x MonkeyToe)

KrystalAtemsGirl said Krystal cuddles close, content to be in his arms again, just loving being with him. 'I love you my spiky haired Egyptian god. she said softly as she kissed his head, cuddling as close as she could possibly be. She smiled softly at all the memories, her big blue eyes a little sad. Krystal couldn't believe that she didn't think to look for him in the puzzle, since it is his item after all, as is the ring Bakura's and the rod Marik's Ishtar, not her son. She had missed him so much theses 22 years. It didn't feel fair. It was like a knife cutting into her every day he was gone, and now she had him again. It was almost surreal. Krystal stayed in his arms for a little while longer before pulling away, her voice sad. I should go my love. Marik will be worried about me. she said, kissing him softly and then disappearing in a rush of blue sparkles. Krystal's eyes opened and she turned to see marik curled up next to her. Hello sweetness. she said with a small smile, kissing his head and hugging him, happy to be with him. my spiky haired Egyptian god she mumbled, hoping he heard her and that it awakened in him the part of his father that still remained within him. Krystal cuddled her son close to herself, pulling the soft black and blue rose printed velvet comforter over them, hoping to get warm. Ever since mercury had defected to Metallia and the dark kingdom, she had double the ice in her veins, haven taken over her powers. It wasn't Krystal's choice though. The powers had a mind of their own and picked her since her power was already mostly ice based. She shivered next to her son, but still retained a smile, happy to have him home. I love you my sweet boy she said with another small smile, wrapping her tiny pale arms around him and cuddling as close as she could. Click to expand... A shiver ran through Marik as something inside his body stirred as she spoke to him. Her body was both warm and cool against him at the same time as she cuddled closer. It almost seemed like his arms were not his own as they wrapped around her and squeezed her tight. I love you too my lo.... Marik muttered and blushed hotly as he stammered over the words. Was that even him speaking? What was going on with him today!? I-I love you too, mother, Marik corrected himself softly, snuggling deeper into the covers and his face burning with a small blush.
Thread: A love twisted in the shadows (Krystal_Atems_Girl x MonkeyToe)

Krystal smirked to herself, Yami had been right. Not that she doubted him, but she wanted to test it for herself before fully believing. She stroked his soft hair and held him close to her, her mind swirling. Oh Yami, you sly spiky haired Egyptian god. I never know what to expect from you, do I she said more to herself then marik, who had buried his face in he neck and chest as he always did when he was embarrassed or scared. There, there, sweetness, its alright. No need to feel embarrassed. she said in a soft loving tone, stroking his spiky hair and kissing his head. She knew this must be very weird for him, so she dare not tell him about what his father had said yet. Krystal figured it better for him to see for him self. She laid her head on his shoulder and just smiled, wondering how long it would take for him to realize. Krystal smiled and sang her and Yami's song from silver millennium softly, just enjoying having someone to hold in her arms.
Thread: Ageplay (within guidelines)

Are you interested in demonic at all? If so I have one that has a little age range if incest isn't a problem. It would be mommy with her son...only thing mommy is the demonic form of the sin of Lust and she wants her son to have fun with other girls,where she has been having him to herself all his life,so it would be a threesome between Lust,one of her sexy slaves,and her son.
Thread: Ageplay (within guidelines)

Um...not a big 'demon' gal. Thanks for the message tho!
Thread: Ageplay (within guidelines)

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Thread: Ageplay (within guidelines)

Hey all. I have a few hours open today, if anyone is on yahoo and interested! I have many interests. I prefer not to be the dom. PM me!
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

It hurt, everything hurt, the world was nothing but hurt. It was like a hundred thousand knives driving into him all at once... only he wasn't sure why. Where had the pain come from? What had happened? He couldn't remember, it was hard to think through the pain. He had gone to Ireland under his Uncles orders. His Uncle, the King of Cornwall... something about a War? Or was it a battle? Did it matter when everything HURT so badly!? No, it didn't matter. He had been fighting... something had burst next to him, oil probably, and it had caught fire later when a torch had fallen on him... ok, that explained some of the pain, he was covered in viscous burns. He had gone forward into the battle and found the Queen of Ireland's Champion. A man who was as much of a brute on the battlefield as he himself was. They had been fighting, and then... and then... that damn bastard had run him through! So that's why he was in such pain, the Other Champion had stabbed him in the chest, out through the back... but he'd taken the others head. Had killed the other Champion when no one had been there to see, and now he was dying himself. How... lucky. He could feel hands on him, and recognized one set. His friend and fellow Soldier, Aramus was trying to stop the bleeding. He could feel the pain spiking as those hands pressed down on the bleeding wound, but Tristan was not stupid. Tristan was all too aware that no one survived being run through. Even if they stopped the bleeding, infection would set in. he was dead, either from bleeding out, or from fever. He hoped he would bleed to death, he didn't want his chest to rot while he was still alive thank you very much. He couldn't stop the cry of pain from leaving his lips as whatever he was laying on jerked violently to a stop, and he was suddenly aware that his leg was broken... when had that happened?! He could faintly hear Aramus screaming, no doubt bitching at the driver of the cart, and he could feel hands picking him up. He could only scream again in pain as things in his body shifted the way they weren't supposed to. He just wished that he could die already. Why wouldn't Aramus just kill him already!? Hadn't they promised each other!? He was unaware of hope sitting right next to him... the Lady Isolt, Aramus had taken him to the Queen whose Champion he had just killed... the Lady Isolt, who was famous for her heavenly powers, and the ability to heal almost anything. Tristan would survive, or so they could only hope.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Isolt rushed through the doorway, dressed in a simple black gown that made her red hair shine ever brighter. A smattering of freckles decorated the bridge of her nose, looking more like a teenager then a woman grown. A woman of 26 and a healer world renowned, she did not look it. And from the looks she was getting from the men, they were just as startled to see the queen of Ireland, even though they had come here looking for her, as they were by her appearance. Hold him, I cannot have him moving while I stitch his skin together again.Isolt ordered the knights waiting on the wounded one, already moving to work on him. Not realizing that the man was the champion who had killed her own, had been the cause of the black dress she was wearing for mourning the man who had been a knight and lover. For a queen always had her chosen ones, her knights to stand at her side. Unlike in later times, when women were forbidden from being free and in control of themselves, queen isolt of Ireland, was a woman who was very much in charge of her own body. And it was a good thing that tristans knights had the forsight to make up a name for him, for even isolts vow to help would have been strained to heal lokis killer. Hours later isolt sighed tiredly as she leaned back, her forearms still soaked in blood as she glanced up at aramus as the man hovered. He will live. He must rest, and heal. My palace is open to you as long as he needs.She said looking worn and pale, and despite being a natural healer, it still took a lot out of her.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Aramis had been utterly shocked to realize that they where actually going to be helped! by the QUEEN no less! he quickly fabricated a fake name and a story about being forced into battle by their noble lords in payment for missed Taxes.... a lie, but not an uncommon story in those days and ages. the men pinned Tristan down, as he tried to fight them off, thinking he was being attacked again in his pain induced delusions. he screamed and struggled and fought but couldn't so much as twitch under all the hands pinning him down so effectively. when the woman was done, and Tristan, now known as Athos, was asleep after the pain, Aramis and the men who had been traveling with Tristan bowed to her and thanked her. on their hands and knees, they thanked her with tears of truly loyal men. although, she wouldn't know that, as far as Queen Isolt knew, 'Athos' was simply a very good, and a very loyal freind to the men who had begged her for help. they accepted the offer of sleeping int he castle... well Aramis did, the other men grimaced as they headed back to the battlefield. unlike Aramis and Tristan, they would be punished, as would their families if they where caught on the wrong side of the 'battle lines'. Tristan stayed completely out cold for an entire day, sleeping as he healed, and when he woke he was barely conscious of what was happening. he was aware enough to listen to Tristan's whispered explanation, but was not aware enough to be able to formulate a response, or even make words sound like words. he allowed healers and Aramis to feed him thin broths filled with healing herbs. broth was all he could manage, anything solid choked the half dead soldier. but after another day, he managed to say his thanks to everyone who was helping him. of course, he couldn't remember who he had thanked and who he hadn't, so he thanked every person in the room close to fifty times, all the while wondering where all these people where coming from.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Isolt looked amused as she appeared in the doorway, her wild red hair tied up out of her face at the base of her neck, looking pale and drawn as she looked at the knight who had given her enough to work on that she hadnt been focusing on the loss of loki, even though her bed was cold, and the other knights of the kingdom were already surrounding her, like wolves ready to fight over a bone, the wounded knight was allowing her to shove that aside, shove aside the queen, and just be isolt for a few moments within a day. Sir knight, do not think to thank me again, you thank me all the time.The healer teased a little, though her heart wasnt in it, moving to sit on the edge of the bed as she checked his wounds making sure infection hadnt set in.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Tristan blinked at her, still quite delirious as he watched her enter the room and thanked her again for taking care of her, but this time he followed up with. how did you manage to have fifty healers? he asked sluggishly. that's a lot of healers you know. you must have a very big castle to need fifty healers... Aramis had stuffed his fist into his mouth to keep from laughing and gently placed his hand over Tristan's mouth to keep him from talking even more. there was a little bit of aggravation, and a slight fever, but there was no infection, thankfully. he was healing very well and the fever was already going down and he was much more coherent than he usually was. you... Tristan muttered, his eyes suddenly fixing on her, the most aware he'd been yet and he gently took a lock of her hair in her fingers, staring in utter amazement. so beautiful....
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

I do have a very big castle, but I only have two healers, sir knight. No more.She smiled looking down at him as she relaxed, realizing that he was out of the danger zone. While there was still a chance that infection would set in, it was less likely with each passing day. Startled when she felt the man touching her hair she looked down at him, tilting her head.Quite delusional I see. Maybe I should be more worried.She teased him a little, blushing ever so slightly. She really was quite unaware how beautiful she was, having always thought it was her crown and not her beauty that made the knights flock to her side.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Tristan didn't seam to realize that she was speaking, he was so focused on how beautiful she was. ...Nay, lady. Aramis whispered softly, sounding shocked and amazed. Tristan only speaks truth to women. he admitted. and never before have i ever heard him utter a praise such as that... we have been worried that he was... here Aramis flushed brightly and looked sheepish. you know... back then, being Gay was a very deep offense, one that lead to death... even for a king. so for Aramis's fears to be laid to rest so suddenly... in any case, you are very beautiful my lady, such can only be the beauty of angels, or of Helen herself. he admitted with a smile. a beauty of the gods you are, and you should let none tell you different. not even yourself.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Isolt raised her eyebrows looking up at aramis, tilting her head a little.Oh.She said looking down at the knight, looking curious about the man who was fingering her hair with such focus. Well, now that youre done teasing me about my beauty for the day, I should go see to the rest of my kingdom.She said smiling as she gently untangled tristans hands from her hair looking up at aramis. Send for me if you need anything.She said grinning as she left the room. A few days later she stopped in the doorway, smiling slightly as she looked at the man sitting up on the edge of the bed.Sir Athos, are you ready to try walking?The red headed queen smiled at him, her hair a wild mess around her hair, a woman obviously unconcerned about how she looked, which made her wild beauty all the more enticing.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Tristan offered her a sluggish smile, and allowed her to remove his hand. there is no teasing in truth my lady. Aramis stated rather smugly. as if her beauty really was simply a statement of fact, and he took pride in proving it so. he stayed with Tristan, who was a model patient and never once complained, demanded, or tried to get out of bed. ...walking? who needs walking? i certainly don't. he complained, grimacing as he slowly pulled himself into a proper upright position. he had only gained complete lucidity the night before, and now was regretting being fully aware of himself. he hurt, all over. while he was glad to be alive, he knew it was going to take a lot of very painful rehabilitation to be able to move on his own again. urg... he groaned as he slowly, carefully settled his legs over the side of the bed, panting from the effort. i'm not sure my legs will support me Aramis... it's alright Athos. i'll catch you if you collapse like a tender little old lady. oh shut you're gob you great brute. Tristan complained as Aramis hauled him to his feet. as he'd expected, his legs almost immidiatly gave out, but as promised, Aramis was right there to catch him. i don't think he'll be able to walk on his own to the Bath My Lady. Tristan desperately needed a bath, and they all knew it. Aramis was probobly going to have to carry him there.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

well, you are a warrior, sir knight, of course you need to walk.She said smiling at him, looking pleased though with his progress. Be careful standing.She warned watching him, looking relieved though when aramis caught him. Looking concerned as she looked him over she bit her lip before nodding. Well, Ive seen him naked enough for this healing. Get him to the bath and Ill make sure that he is cleaned.She said smiling a little as the two men made their slow way to the bath, already drawing a warm one for him. No matter that she had servants to do it for her, when it came to her patients, the queen of Ireland was world renowned for doing everything herself and leaving nothing for the servants.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Tristan chuckled a little at that and nodded. too true Fair Lady. he admitted before blanching as he realized that SHE was going to be bathing him. why can't Aramis bathe me!? he demanded, slightly panicked and Aramis just made this worse. he's never been nude before a woman in his life. at least, not that he can remember. be sure to be kind to him. Aramis teased as he carefully lowered his freind into the water before carefully stripping him nude, Tristan flushing as he quickly covered where it counted, making very certain that the Lady Isolt couldn't see his slight erection. he found her breathtakingly beautiful, and being naked in front of her was NOT helping! ...i really have to remember to remove his Testes... Tristan muttered as he watched a laughing Aramis take his leave. i'd get away with it, he already has a son... i need to make sure he can have no more, or we will all be doomed... for i am certain he is the devil.
Thread: The Tale of Tristan and Isolt-Lady/Moon

Because I want to look over your wounds while I bath you.She said frowning a little as he panicked, tilting her head a little. I am always kind.She said frowning in bemusement at aramis teasing not understand what he meant before looking amused as Tristan covered himself. It was vaguely cute that he was so embarrassed. Making sure that her hair stayed out of the water she started washing him, gently and sure, but careful to make sure that he was actually getting clean. Giggling a little at his mutterings,I am sure his wife would like more then one son.She said shaking her head a little in amusement.