Beyond Time (closed)

[KieranSoares]

"That was one of the reasons I built it here," Ashien nodded, coming to join her side instead of waiting. He wrapped his arm about her waist and laid his head against her shoulder. "This location, this country, and the magic in the forest nearby."

 

[heartofcourage]

"There's no magic in the world, Ashien." Dylan said softly, turning her gaze towards his. "That's just in fairy tales."

 

[KieranSoares]

"Then how would you rationalize my piano, and the fact that you just went back nine-hundred years and joined a man of the 1100's in bed?" he chuckled softly. "There's plenty of magic, it just gets harder to see as time marches on. That's why my neighbors are centaurs and werecreatures, and why my love is from an age I could never imagine."

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan was quiet as he said all that. She had been mistaken, she thought to herself, letting out a little sigh as she pressed closer to his side. There was magic out there, whether she believed that she'd ever seen it or not.

"I can't explain any of it." She said softly. "Nor do I think I want to explain any of it."

 

[KieranSoares]

"That's just fine. Just don't be too surprised when a few of my less-than-human friends come for a visit. In fact, Myqen might be by in a few days," he went back to settle on the sofa. He was beginning to think of just what they would do together now that she was with him for the month.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Who's Myqen?" She asked as he walked back to the sofa, taking a seat as he looked so pensively at her. "A lover that I might have to wary about?"

Dylan smiled as she teased him, knowing very well that she was the only one in his world.

 

[KieranSoares]

"Myqen," Ashien laughed, "is a three-foot tall werewolf with the temper of a bull and the attitude of ten. He's a dear friend who supplies me with good feed for my horses, and in return, I tame and train horses for his tribe."

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan laughed softly as Ashien answered her question. "Horses? I don't believe that I've been on a horse in my life. Perhaps you'll teach me to ride?"

 

[KieranSoares]

"It happens horses are my livelihood all-round, so I'd be glad to teach you. Maybe that fiery stallion in the stable will calm down with a lovely lady about. Hates men, especially me. The only person who's ever been able to ride him was my sister Kayla."

 

[heartofcourage]

"Queen Kayla?" Dylan asked him, looking up to her lover as she saw a peculiar look come across his features. "That's the name on the portrait of her. Queen Kayla and King Christopher."

 

[KieranSoares]

"She's not a Queen," Ashien shook his head. "Not yet, I suppose. Though honestly, if she did become Queen, I'd be very worried... It would mean something had happened to the rest of the family who might be rulers."

 

[heartofcourage]

"Everyone else had portraits as well. I just assume Christopher was a king." She said as Ashien thought on what that would mean. "I'm sure that no one will die prematurely."

 

[KieranSoares]

"Hm... well, perhaps she will become Queen of Scotland. She is Marianne's favorite..." He shrugged. Unlike many who might worry for such things, he let it go with the belief that he would just have to deal with it when the time came. "Kayla's a sweet girl, rather shy. Too shy to do many things. And Christopher... I imagine you mean the Irish Captain from Monaghan. They've always fancied each other, those two, it's only a matter of time."

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan smiled as he spoke fondly of his family. She had always wondered what it would be like to have a family that loved you. She could see that Ashien enjoyed his family immensely. She leaned in and kissed him gently, her fingers tangling against the fabric of his shirt.

"I want to draw you again, Ash." She murmured softly, wondering if he would have the same problem that John always had with her little quirks.

 

[KieranSoares]

"How would you like me this time?" Ashien smiled. Unlike John, he seemed to take great pride in Dylan's artistic urges around him. He then realized how his question sounded and he chuckled at himself.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan smiled and pushed him towards the sofa, pulling off his shirt before she positioned him how she wanted him. Lounging, completely natural, with one leg bent and resting casually as the other foot rested on the floor. The very sight of him was incredibly arousing, but she simply smiled and turned to retrieve a thick sheet of paper and some charcoal from his studio before returning.

She settled in a chair opposite him and got to work instantly, her eyes flicking back and forth from her drawing to him numerous times.

 

[KieranSoares]

Ashien laughed at how she stole his shirt away, and teased, "I'll bet you didn't want to stop there." But he laid still for her and just let his head rest on the sofa arm with a natural, easy smile. He was an image of noble grace, but also a natural image of ease in his world.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Trust me. When I get the itch to draw, not even sex can stop me." She murmured, giving him a grin as she continued her sketch.

 

[KieranSoares]

"When you're done, then," Ashien grinned without moving, but he let his eyes drift over her. He found her incredibly beautiful and attractive, it was difficult not to stare sometimes. She was a mystery too, being from a time so strange to him. He wondered if she thought the same of him.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Perhaps if a strong, dark handsome man sweeps me off my feet..." She challenged him, a smile tipping the corners of her lips as he felt his eyes roaming over her while she drew.

 

[KieranSoares]

Ashien decided he would do just that, and before she could finish, he was on his feet and he came and stole her sketchbook, setting it aside before he indeed swept her up off her feet. He engaged her in a deep, sudden kiss with all heat behind it that he could muster.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan gasped as she suddenly found herself wrapped up in his arms, being kissed like her very life depended on it. She didn't say anything like she might have with John. She simply melted, her fingers clenching at his naked shoulders.

 

[KieranSoares]

Ashien smiled warmly down at her, and it soon became that sexy smirk she knew from her daydreams and visions of him. He laid her across the sofa he'd previously been lounging on, and he began slipping away her clothing until she was bare. Then without a word, he left her side and picked up her sketchpad, turning to a new page to begin sketching her. The pencil moved fast and his eyes never left her, not looking down at the lines he was making.

 

[heartofcourage]

Dylan watched so closely as Ashien stripped her of her clothing. His long, thin fingers worked so quickly that she barely had time to blink before she was naked before his gaze. She watched as he moved to the drawing pad, sketching her as she lay there on the couch under his gaze.

"Do you like what you see?" She asked him softly, wanting to know his honest opinion.

 

[KieranSoares]

"I love what I see," Ashien returned in a deep, almost hypnotic, seductive tone. He finally looked down at his drawing and smiled to himself before coming to her side. He came to her side and showed her the drawing, and it was simple and flawless with beautiful shadows. She could see that, like his painting, he paid particular attention to her face and her hair.