The Lust of Tortuga

[leopardlover]

Chilling Frost 90, 318

Dar slips through the Valora lands undetected, traveling alone and in the disguise of a Valoran messenger. He needs to See Elixas again. It is imperative. He has found a foal just birthed not too long ago and is not quite sure how to take care of it. He knows that Elixas was always wise in these matters. And if truth be told he...misses her, badly. And he needs to ask her questions she must have answers to.

His entrance to the city is unnoticed, the magery he employs almost undetectable. Getting into the royal wing is not too hard either but getting out and around, sneaking through the opened window is another matter. The protections are stronger here, pulling at him, slowing him down even in his concealedness. He does make it in though, before she shuts the window.

He lets her lie back in bed, watching silently, not moving, just gazing at her til she cries out. Then he slips to her side, cradling her gently in his arms as he strokes her soothingly, gently waking her up.

"Tis but a dream Lixa. It's alright. Wake now."

He continues stroking and speaking softly til she waits, the disguise still in place, but his scent, his voice...His very presence should tell her who he is. He hopes...He prays...She will hear him out, and explain to him why her people torture his so, why she allows it when she is all but the ruler of her people now.

He tries to block from his mind how right this feels, how much he wants and needs her still even after all her people have done and the fact she would not believe him. He understands it though. The evidence was too much against him as things seem to be mounting in general.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Chilling Frost 90, 318

She calmed. He was with her now. He'd returned to her just as he did every night. Elixas curled into him, snuggling tightly and whispered. “I knew you would be back.” Her fingers moved over his arm and she kissed his neck. “This is our place,” she mumbled. “Mine and yours. Feel the breeze my love. It is like the time we held each other... that last time before.“ She moved her leg over his and pressed deeper.

The images were brighter during this dream. Elixas had no clue why her dream felt so real. She could smell him. She'd always had smelled him with her, but this dream seemed to envelope her inside his mantle of protection. “Oh my Dar... I've missed you,” she whimpered as her mouth pressed soft kisses against his neck.

In her dream she was in his arms, felt his encircling her, felt his aroused state pressed against hers. “Don't leave me,” she cried out. Her fingers clenched his clothing and she held onto him. Her dream self stood on her toes and pressed her lips to his, just as her true self did while she lay sleeping. The kiss was more powerful then any she'd dreamed before and she licked her lips in her sleepp, causing her tongue to taste his mouth. She shuddered both in reality and in her mind.

“Dar... love me this time,” she begged, her whispered words an echo of her thoughts. “Don't let me wake up before its over.” She pressed her breasts against his chest and felt the heat of his body. “My love... I hurt for you,” she cried as her lips found his once more.

 

[leopardlover]

Dar is a bit surprised at first. From their last meeting he would think that she hated him yet here she is hugging him, holding him close and wanting more. Her scent and touch and the sound of her voice all act on him. When she presses to him more tightly atop him to bring them closer he responds as is natural as breathing. He is aroused.

He drinks in her words, her touches, absorbed in them. The soft kisses to his throat make him tremble. The feeling of her warmth pressed along his body, her breasts against his chest and the skin that runs beneath his palms make him start to overheat. Had he been able a blush would have begun to move across his body.

"I'll always be yours my beautiful Lixa. Forever and ever. I never want to leave your side."

He is unsure if she is awake or asleep and thusly unsure of what to do til she speaks of the dream ending. She thinks that at this moment he is but a dream. Then she says how she hurts for him, needs him. It resolves a conflict in his mind. Whatever the consequences on the morrow he will give her this night at least.

"If that's what you want my love. I am yours to have this night, fully."

He draws her closer then, lips moving over hers softly, opening his mouth so her tongue can explore him, taste him, while his hands move up under her clothing, drawing the fabric up with his hands as they go. He revels in the feel of her skin beneath his palms, of her body pressed so tightly to him through his thin clothing.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Chilling Winds 90, 318


Elixas had felt his body against hers, the taste of his mouth had awoken her and she knew he was there. She didn’t want to ask questions. She didn’t want to be the ruler of her people. She wanted to be his Lixa again. “Yes my love. This night. There is no one here. No wars, no death, no lies... just us.” She pressed her lips back to his and pushed her hand into his hair, bringing his mouth deeper against hers.

Their tongues touched and slid beside each others. She tasted him, smelled him, loved him. Her fingers moved to the shirt he wore. Her fingers pulled and tugged at the material. He sat up and lifted it from his body. She gazed on his chest. Her fingers reached timidly for him. “You’re so beautiful,” she whispered and brought her lips to his chest. She kissed his left nipple and tasted it.

Sitting back she reached for the edge of her covers and moved them from the side of the bed. Her fingers moved to her night dress and she wiggled herself out of it, pulling it from her heated flesh. She sat there naked for his viewing pleasure and she shivered in desire as he moved back and slipped free of the soft leather boots and tugged free the strings of his breeches.

He gazed down on her, she looked up at him. Elixas opened her arms and he came to her bed. “Make me yours, my love, claim me as your lover.”

She kissed his lips and pressed herself close to him. He moved over her and released her lips. To trail kisses over her jaw and up to her ear. His fingers ran down her ribs and up again. “Oh my love. I want you so desperately.”

 

[leopardlover]

Chilling Winds 90, 318

Dar hears her words and notes a change. She is fully awake and still wants this much as he. That makes him very very glad indeed. He does not speak though, merely nodding.

He watches her, taking each curve and hollow in turn, his approvaql rather obvious, particularly when he strips, his member standing straight up with his desire for her. He is drawn into her arms, her legs wrapping around him pulling him even closer, nestled between her legs. He positions himself so they can feel each other, so he can feel the wetness rub along the bottom of his shaft.

She shivers, moaning softly when he rubs against her lips, his head and shaft brushing over her clit slowly. Her hands pull him closer to her but he resists a bit, wanting to taste her, to touch her and he cannot do that without a bit of room.

His fingers move from her ribs to her breasts, teasing them to diamond hard points with soft flicks and strokes. His mouth soon follows after tracing the shell of her ear. His tongue plays over first one nipple, then the other in time to his rocking, his gentle grinding, drawing gasps from her.

Her hands move through his hair, pulling him closer, demanding more. She writhes under his body, the new sensations amazing, making her yearn for something. She moans, her lips finding his neck, his shoulder, his ear, nipping and nibbling, a bit roughly as the sensations flow through her.Her words of need spur him on, making him try all the harder to please her.

He draws it out. He doesn't have much experience but watches, listens, and feels the responses in her, continuing to do things she seems especially to like. Then they both move just right and he is no longer running along her lips, but instead poised right at her entrance, his head barely parting her outer lips. At that point he stops midgrind, resisting the urge to bury himself.

He looks up, holding perfectly still, waiting to see what she does, how she responds.His heart and body are one in this. He wants to give her more pleasure than she can stand, knowing he will recieve it in turn. His hands do not stop however, tracing over her abdomaen, over her sides and breasts, teasing the nipples slowly. He looks at her, love written across his face. Patience as well.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Chilling Frost 90, 318

She tasted him on her tongue. The saltiness of his skin only made her thirsty for more of him. She took the samples of drink that she wanted, nipping and sucking on his flesh. Her fingers played over his body, roamed his back, brought him closer. She loved him with her breath, caressed his ear tenderly with her tongue, pulled on the lobe. Her nails trailed gently over her skin. Her hips rose up to meet his and when she felt the heat of his sex, the throbbing in her sex grew.

Her passion was high. Her heart for the taking and her body was his to claim. “Please,” she whispered. He’d waited for her, waited for her to tell him that she wanted this, needed it, and would not know how to continue onward if she didn’t allow them this moment in time. “Please Dar,” she begged. Her hand moved down to press gently on the cheek of his ass.

He bent his head down and covered her lips with his. He entered her slowly, easing himself out again, not yet reaching the barrier he had no doubt to think existed. She was pure. He knew this so he took his time.

Elixas moaned softly. She could feel his sex taking slow paths over her pussy lips, the head would come out and tickle her clit then he’d adjust his hips and roll the tip back in. Each time he did this she shivered and begged for more. He moved his lips to her ear and whispered, “It will hurt.”

She nodded and waited for him to make her his. He pushed into her fully. The pain tore through her and she would have screamed if he’d not been there to capture her voice with his mouth and force her to take his tongue in exchange for her words of pain. Her fingers dug into his skin, the cheeks of his ass would bare the scratches of her nails and she felt the searing heat of her virgin barrier being forced away travel through her.

Dar waited for a moment. Held himself still until she was breathing somewhat more normal. Then he used his tongue and made love to her mouth, as he slowly moved inside her sex. He lifted easily from her, slowly, gently, until he saw her relax her features, as well as the stinging grip of her nails on his skin was replaced with the soft, graceful touch of her palms. “Shhh..” he whispered as he slowly made love to the woman that had loved him for a lifetime.

 

[leopardlover]

Dar continues his slow pace, wanting to be sure that this first time is great for his love. He smiles as he looks down on her, watching the pain fade to be replaced slowly by pleasure. He leans in close to trace her lips with his before placing soft licks and kisses there. He speaks then.

"You feel so wonderful around me my love. So very right. I have wanted this, to be in your arms, in your heart, for a very long time. Since I can remember seeing your face the very first time I was drawn to you. Being here...With you...Confirms it."

His slow thrusting had not abated with him words but did not pick up pace either. He is holding himself with light reins as even his body seems to be in agreement that this should be a slow, gentle loving, not balking at all at the meandering pace he has set. However, his hands still move over her skin, heightening her pleasure with every touch. His hands move over all he can touch, his eyes locked with hers, as much as possible held within them to show just how he cares. His hands begin at her knees, going beneath then up the sides of them, over her thighs and between them.

"Your skin is so soft and smooth. It feels almost as good under my hands as you do wrapped around me. Better than anything I have ever known."

Her response is immediate, and very complimentary to him. She blushes then pulls him in for a kiss, her hands moving over his body with more boldness, exploring him as he explores her, nearly mirroring his actions so their fingers get tangled for a moment before continuing. She traces his chest and ribs, her fair skin against his black a great contrast.

He pulls away slightly, eyes moving down his body, holding still withing her while he does so. He takes in her fingers moving up his sides, under his arms and out to his palms and fingers. He lets her, watching and felling her move back up, tracing the faint lines she finds there. There are many. Much more than he wishes. Each is a battle for his freedom, for his people's right to live and be free. He does not mention them, or question her markings. There' is time for that later. For now it is all about pleasure for both of them.

She smiles, licking her lips slowly when her hands move over his shoulderblades and draws a gasp from him. She does it again, using her nails this time, grinning slowly when he bucks against her, back arching into the touch. Her hands continue, still silent, memorising every detail til they have returned where the journey began. Then she speaks, question in her voice as well as a rather large chunk of need, and a hint of irritation, or maybe impatience. Then of all things she arches an eyebrow and gives him an almost glare and asks

"Why'd you stop?"

Her tone is teasing but there is mixed in a seriousness and a demand for more.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Her soul seems lost to her, connected with his in a place that no one can find them. She knows they can though; she knows that this is not a beginning for them, but only a brief rest, a small chapter in a story of pain and suffering. Elixas takes that brief moment and embraces it, when he stops she feels not only confusion and anger, but longing and want.

He smiles at her question and she frowns back at him. She isn’t sure what he wants, but she does her best to continue the play upon his body, hoping that she’ll urge him forward. Her head lifts and captures his mouth, she tastes him again, drinks him in. Soon they are moving together. She lifts her hips and he presses down. Their fingers search out each patch of skin that can be reached and together they climb a rippling tide of emotions.

Elixas’ breath becomes ragged and quick. Dar’s are grunts of passion and need. Together their bodies merge and battle a war all its own, one that will not end in this bed, but will carry them to greater heights of pleasure.

Her muscles clasp around his sex and she hears him growl deep. She gasps when he nibbles and sucks her neck. The moment is closer and she feels the building crescendo of release coming toward her. It’s almost there, the peak is within reach and she can taste it. Her eyes lock with his, she sees that he to can feel the moment that they are truly one. She can’t scream, she longs to, but she can’t. They’ll be caught and then she’ll lose him. Grabbing his mouth, she brings his lips down to hers and covers him with her tongue and lips.

Elixas screams into his mouth and he absorbs her sound as her body shivers from the rolling heat that washes through her. There is a moment where neither speak, they just feel. She can feel him throbbing inside her and she knows that something is happening for him to. She releases his mouth and gasps. Her fingers move down to his hips and she grinds into him. “Dar...” she whimpers. “Seek your need...” she begs him. She doesn’t understand it all... but his eyes are full of the fire that she feels rushing in her. “Dar... I beg of you,” she moans as the waves pour from her again.

Outside on the sill a black raven watches, its eyes a glowing bright red.

 

[leopardlover]

Dar feels himself climbing and climbing towards the peak of pleasure Elixas has been moving towards and has found beneath him. Her cries are lost to his mouth but he knows they are there, feeling and hearing them faintly. He doesn't stop moving, needing his own release. His hands move feverishly over her body. His need is written all over his face, all over his body.

“Dar...” she whimpers. “Seek your need...” she begs him. She doesn’t understand it all... but his eyes are full of the fire that she feels rushing in her. “Dar... I beg of you,” she moans as the waves pour from her again.

He hears and obeys with own last hard thrust, burying himself deeply as possible in the haven that is his love's body. He feels the silken walls contract again and again, bringing greater and greater pleasure as she herself continues to ride the waves of pleasure.

He cries out, his lips quickly captured by hers again so as to not give them away, when his shaft throbs, creamy load firing into her in long ropes. His body shudders over hers, every muscle twitching and tensing in extreme pleasure. He holds her tightly, hands finally stilling beneath her waist as his lips move over hers, parting long enough to say he loves her. This seems to go on forever in his head, the pleasure seeming to not end.

As it must it eventually does though. He falls atop her, cradled in her arms. He slowly rolls over, still holding her tightly to him. The last thing he wants to do is crush her and needs a little bit of time to recover. Right now were he attacked he could do naught about it. He is too weak, too sated. He'd probably have trouble with any sort of spell at all. He is at her mercy and he trusts her.

He tries not to think, just to feel, to enjoy her presence and her weight. He listens to her breathing, still heavy, fast, but slowing. He watches her face, grinning slightly at her with pride and pleasure quite evident. He gave her pleasure and it pleases him greatly. But...as they usually do, unpleasant thoughts do eventually creep back into his mind.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Elixas held on to him. She knew that her body was sedated, that if he chose to end her life, she’d not be able to defend her self, nor would she. The room was quiet except for the lovers breathing. She felt as if she'd found her place in the world. The warmth of his embrace was what she longed for. She knew this now. Her eyes looked into his and she smiled.

She'd been shocked to find him in her bed, but she welcomed it. She had no regrets. She knew he was here so they could become the rulers they were meant to be. He would help her defeat his family so they could stop the bloodshed of the innocent victims. Her soldiers were given strict orders not to kill babes, but she knew there were renegades out there. Men worked alone to fight the Kilshorn in thier own way.

Times were harder now. She led the people now and though most had stayed with her and her allies were strong, there were always bad seeds in the mix. Elixas assumed that Dar was here to ask for assistance to help rid his people of the bad seeds that he had.

“I don’t want this moment to end. I want to be yours forever, but... Dar... I just don’t understand. I don’t understand why all the cruelty all the deception. We were friends once, could have been lovers long before this point, and you and I both know that.”

She traced the shape of his nipple with her finger and she sighed. “We must find a way to end this. The deaths of our children are to much... your family must be stopped my love... I will do whatever you ask to bring your siblings down. We can rule together then. Hand in hand, soul merged with soul.”

Elixas sat up and covered her breasts with the blanket, she looked back at him. “I know now... you couldn’t have killed my father. You’re brothers obviously had someone on the inside... someone helping them and with you there, naturally I would assume it was you. I can only ask for your forgiveness... tell me how to destroy Kilshorn so your family no longer takes the lives of the wee ones.”

 

[leopardlover]

Chilling frost, 90, 318

"That we could have been. Much was stolen from us. As to bringing down my siblings...All but two have fallen as you know. I know not who kills the babes but they do it is most horrible ways as well as others. I've heard of many returned to our lands bloodied and dead, the mark of the Valora branded into places none but a lover's touch should be placed."

"I hoped and prayed it was not your people so I have been tracing out possibilities. But as yet nothing has panned out. And if they were beaten...who would win the war then? And would both peoples be treated equally? I could not do anything otherwise."

"And destroying my family...Defeating my people...No. Peace and only peace can I accept. I came not to talk of the war, though I guess we need to. My people -might- listen if it were shown as an equal footing. As might my brethren. I do not know. However, I can try and will. That I promise you."

"But another matter...I found a Unicorn foal some months ago. It's parent's were not to be found. It seems to be growing weaker. I know you know much about them. much more than I or those I trust with the information of it's existence. How can it be taken care of?"

His words are of business but it can still be seen and felt in his body how glad he is to have her with him, his arms wrapped about her tightly.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Chilling Frost 90, 318

Elixas is saddened by his words. He is here for something other than peace. She wishes that he'd come to her for her... for them, but it isn't the case. He's here for his own needs again. The power of the Unicorn is something she only knows of because her father had insisted she learn it. He'd brought her the matching pair as a gift and they'd been her most treasured possessions. She would help him care for the foal, but there were other things that she needed to cover first.

“The mark of the Kreshorn also grace the bodies of our broken and dying children. Again... they are placed where no one should see, if it isn't you and I know it isn't us at least it is not done by my order. If someone from my forces is acting alone I will search them out, I promise you that. But know that these acts are not done with my authority.“

She pulled one of the blankets up around her and wrapped it tight then moved to her closet. She pulled a gown out, a simple nightdress and slipped it over her lilth form after dropping the blanket. “There are other clans. We each have several different allies. Perhaps one works against us both?“ Elixas pulled her long, red hair from her gown and combed her fingers through it. She couldn't talk to him naked, she was not that sure of her ability to resist his touch. She had to think as a leader now, not a lover.

“I can not reach peace with you as long as your siblings hold the power and I do not know of what third force may be out there plotting for now you are the only force and your family will continue to be my enemy. Without council here I'll discuss no more with you concerning the war, the life of the foal however is one you will gain my knowledge. Though I am quite shocked you have sought out my help. Seeing as your men came here and stole mine.“ She could see he was surprised by her statement so she continued.

“Perhaps you do have someone inside your keep double crossing you... my unicorns are missing. I have no clue as to who took them. Why is obvious. They hold great powers in their horns. Telepathic to each other, healing for us as well as their own kind, they weld the power to serve as wands for sorcercy if they are separated from their bodies.“ She shivered at the thought. ”There are so many spells and potions that the shavings of their horns are required in that the animal is almost extinct, but you know this... why else take them. But,“ she held up her hand to stop him from interrupting.

“But... since you come here questioning me about the care of a foal then I will assume you do not have mine, or at least you do not willingly have mine. I have a foal as well. A young male and he is dying. His mother had not weaned him and without her milk he will cease to exist. I am traveling tomorrow with my advisor and 2 other men. We travel in secret to gather herbs for him. He needs the herb Juniperweed found scattered here and there in some lands to far from us. But some still grows in Kellgale and we are going there to seek it.“

She looked up at him. “I will gather as much as my men can carry and will share it with you. You may come here two nights from now and I will give you what you will need as well as instructions as to how it needs to be prepared.“

 

[leopardlover]

"It'd be better if I accompanied you I think. As you know I'm great at disguising myself and I'd feel better staying near you at least for now. With all that is going on...Two men really is not enough. But if that is all you will take, I will be one of them."

He watches her get dressed, then motions her over, pulling her into his arms when she does so, sighing contentedly at her slight wait atop him.

"I can understand being unable to work with them. At times...I dont know what is going through my brother's head. He has changed so much. I know...I don't always say and do the right thing. But I do know no one working for the krenshorn stole your unicorns. That I can promise.My little lady is quite beautiful. Coat of the deepest black. Very very intelligent. She reminds me of you at times. Just how spirited she is, how beautiful, how much I care about her even though I have a feeling she will want her freedom some day. But, til that time I'll look after her much as I can."

He looks to be struggling with something, then speaks.

"I fear I've felt a bit lost without you of late. Since our last parting you must have heard. As I told you then, none of ours would have killed your Father in the manner he was killed. That is not to say Nona would be above using poison. It's just he'd not use that kind of magic with it. No Krenshorn would that feels anything for clan and kin. It's just plain vile. But to my point....I've been resisting the urge to come to you for some time...Just to see you. But I could not justify it. I did not know how youd react, if you'd even be willing to see me or not.

So I did not come. I'd hoped the war would end soon, had hopes that last night that we could forge a union. Then things went so terribly wrong...I was hurt you thought it was me. But this...The foal...Who's name is Saphira by the way, due to the color of her eyes, gave me a reason that I knew you could understand and would accept."

Dar had seen the emotions run through her eyes, the way she seemed...Stiffer somehow so feelsd the need to explain. He wraps his arms around her a bit tighter, breathing in the scent of her hair as her speaks.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Ooops... been writing winds not frost (wrong season name... )

Chilling Frost 90, 318

She felt the warmth of his embrace and she settled into it. She enjoyed the scent of him, but she knew there time was short. Morning would rise before they knew it and he could not be here in the morning. She pulled away from him and stood. “I was traveling with a small group to avoid being noticed. I’ll not be traveling as the Princess, just a girl... not worth two grains of salt to the meal. The men are my most trusted guards and my advisor. You’ll have to use your magic to travel with us. You know this... I don’t know how to allow you to travel with us though.”

Elixas looked back to the window and thought she saw an image on the branch of a tree. She studied it, trembled in the rush of fear that coated her spine. She rubbed her arms and went back to his side. “We will leave just as the sun rises and the moons set. Whatever magic you have to use...use it. Including another traveler, one no one has ever seen before would not sit well with anyone and they would doubt my intelligence if I suddenly brought a stranger on this excursion, after telling my advisor I wanted only a small group.”

She walked back to him. Everything pulled at her, his eyes, his features, the cut of his hair, his whole body aroused her and she wanted more of him. She crawled up to him, kissed his lips, and ran her fingers through his hair. “As much as I want you to stay here with me. You can not... and I can not take you again. I am sore. You can’t be seen with me either and the morning approaches.”

She sat back and drank in the sight of him. “I have missed my friend. I wish there were more things we could do. I see the future. I know we could end this war if you worked with me to topple the leaders of your family... but you don’t see this. You have to put your family aside. Your siblings are not willing to work with us... I love you Dar, but until there is peace... I can’t have you with me as much as I long for. I will take what I can have though... in time. Please go my love... and perhaps we’ll see each other again.” She leaned back in and kissed his lips once more. Her tongue swept in and she trailed it slowly along his. “Dar... you have to leave,” she whispered against his lips.

 

[leopardlover]

"You'll be traveling with one of your most trusted guards, your advisor, and me. The other will be safely tucked away. Don't worry. He will not be harmed and all will be ready when you leave."

He watches her at the window and sees her shiver. He wonders why but she says nothing about it and crawls back up his body again. He returns her kiss softly, stroking her back, resisting the urge to let his fingertips move over her body again, to flit across the nipples that have pressed themselves against his chest. He is getting aroused again and that, right now, is a bad thing.

"I understand. I'm told it is like that. You may be sore for a day or two. And you are right. I must go."

He listens to her words, different emotions flowing through him. He agrees but right now there is nothing that can be done, nothing at all. His brother rules. Dar could try to persuade him but he somehow doubts Zan would listen. He will not help assassinate his own family though. In wars, bad things happen. That is a given.

"I love you as well. And wish to be with you for as long as we live. I also long for peace. But I can understand their feelings even if I disagree. Had your people not planned to strike us first, to break the peace so long held we'd have not attacked and you and I would be married by now. But that I guess was not to be."

He kisses her again then rises, quickly dressing with onle last kiss and murmered I love you before disappearing out the window again invisible to all. He moves about easily, getting all ready for the morning when Elixas rides out. She was right. It is very close to dawn. Very few men are up and about. Dar hears two speaking of the ride they are to take, escorting a young lady. Dar guesses it to be the two. When they split up, one going to the stables for mounts, he follows. The soldier does him the favor of telling the stableboy to return to his bed.

Dar knocks the elf out, takes nearby rope and ties him securely so there's no chance of escape. He hides the man, and well, adding a small ward to make him appear part of the surround hay. After that is, of course, taking his appearance. He gets the mounts ready and appears outside again, mounts ready, waiting on the others.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Chilling Frost 91, 318



Elixas’s horse was brought to her and she quickly mounted the brown steed and nodded to the men. She studied each one, thought she saw a flash of something in one of her guards, but she shook it off. He was one of them, she just wasn’t sure which. Gaven watched her and the two men he too knew one was the Prince, he too just didn’t know which one it was. The magician had flown to him as soon as the Prince left and had appeared in Gaven’s bedchambers, startling the young maid in his bed as well as Gaven himself. The maid squealed and was quickly silenced, the magician removing her body after he’d spoken with Gaven.


The group headed out. Pausing only to rest for a brief respite of lunch. Elixas wanted to reach out and touch each man. She wanted to see if she could feel the power that radiated from her lover last night. Her Dar. She wanted to recapture his touch, even for only the briefest of moments.

It was not to happen. As the day progressed and the group entered the dead woods of Kellgorn, an eerie silence met them. The guards as well as Elixas reached for weapons, but it was to late. An arrow flew into the air and struck down one guard. Gaven’s horse reared and he fought to control the beast. The woods were dead to life, so she knew that another had followed them, or had been told about their excursion.

Elixas eyes searched the trees, she dismounted and let her horse move through the forest at its own pace. Her eyes flew to the down guard. His blood sprayed from the arrow protruding from his neck. She knew then it wasn’t Dar. If it had been the magic would have left him and exposed his disguise.

Once again she sought him out and reached for her dagger. She stilled her movements when another arrow sailed through the air and she saw it flying toward him. Her reflexes seemed to react slowly, as if they were a trickle in a dammed brook. The dagger left her hand and she knew it looked as if she were aiming for Dar, but she wasn’t. The bow’s stem was split and the weapons fell to the ground.

A scream ripped through the air and she turned to look. Gaven lay on his side, an arrow protruding from his arm. The warrior was slaughtering them one by one and Elixas feared for her enemy, her lover. She dropped to the floor and moved to Gaven’s side. “Princess... he doubled crossed...,” Gaven’s word were cut off. An arrow found Gaven’s throat.

 

[leopardlover]

Dar sees the arrows incoming but can do nothing about it til it is too late. He does however see the bowman as he moves through the trees to find a new spot to shoot from. He tracks the man downing him in the first shot, cleanly taking the Valoran down in a single shot, piercing the elf through his eye socket even as Elixas saves Dar's life from the second archer, the one he could not see. He turns, searching for more attackers, firing at any movements he sees. He knows there are no animals about right now. The silence is too thick in the air.

Dar smiles grimly when he hears a howl of pain and another man fall. He is distinctive and unmistakeable. Another of the Valora's allies. The magic concealing him is slow to fade, losing the look of the Krenshorn, revealing the true nature, that of a gnome, underneath.

He looks to Elixas, cursing quietly then speaking up. "What is this? Why are your men attacking us? Though with the magic concealing them it makes it rather obvious. A set up. But who? And why? Krenshorn would have done the opposite, or just not done the disguises at all. Who would want to kill you? And who had time to plan all this? I had barely a half hour. Time to hide your man and get in place. No more. And no one but you knew I was here. Unless you spoke to someone?"

Dar gathers the horses, well trained and thus having stayed, looking about uneasily, an arrow still nocked to his bow. He does not do the thing he wants to. He knows it would be quite foolish to rush to her side, check her over. That does not stop his desiring to though. instead he keeps a wary eye on his surroundings. He is walking towards Elixas when he sees it. A raven, staring quite intently at him and at Elixas like no raven has in a long time. The last time a raven was recorded as being seen in this area was centuries ago when they spied for Tortuga. The bow comes up and is loosed before the bird can blink. Before it can move the thing is lying lifeless on the ground below. As he moves closer Dar feels the taint from the thing. It is the same evil he found on the poison used to kill her father.

"Elixas...Here. This creature is marked by the same magery that killed your father. Someone who follows the old way is watching you. Or us. Have you seen this creature before?"

Dar looks over to her, eyes taking in her form, searching every inch of her to assure her safety. He doesn't know however that no arrows were aimed her way, that these men were attempting a capture, not a murder. So he is quite relieved to know she is totally all right. To this moment he was too intent on the dangers to satisfy his need to see her whole but now he feels he can afford the luxury.

 

[ZuesTheGod]

Chilling Frost 91, 318

He’d felt the summening from his magician and had quickly scrapped one of the unicorn’s horns with gritty paper and its power fell into a bowl that had already had a mixture of oils and goat’s blood in it. The powder was stirred in and Tortuga poured it into a bottle.

He drank half of it down. Just as quickly he felt his body tremble, then shake violently, suddenly he was in the trees with his magician, but he was there in his form and not the form of the raven. His men had been placed, he descended to the ground, and within a few moments the first shot had been fired.

Chaos erupted and he ground his teeth as he watched the woman take out his men as well as the Prince taking out some as well. Gaven was wounded and Elixas was near him. He could not take the chance of the man telling a story while he died.

A confession before ones death would not bode well on Tortuga, he raised his own weapon and released the deadly blow that claimed his spy’s life. He knew he was hidden, he kept still watching to see what would happen.

As Dar spoke words of how the Princess may have “planned” this Tortuga grinned. This could still work out, the top officials could kill each other. That would be wonderful. His thoughts were interrupted when he saw the Prince lift his weapon. Suddenly an arrow flew and the winged form of his magician fell dead to the ground.

Disbelief slammed into him and he quickly downed the second batch of the potion that he’d saved. He didn’t return to his home though. The agreement had been if this failed they went after Krenshorn’s royals and that was what they were doing now.

His men were dressed as Valorians, the apprentice of the magician, a young lad named Dalton stood waiting at the edge of the wood. His figure appeared to form rising from the ground from its slithering snake belly.

“My Lord,” the apprentice said.

“Your Master is gone... You are now required to follow my rule. We act now.”

The Valorain’s attacked the castle, gaining entrance by using the few well placed spies that served the Krenshorn army. They slipped in and were soon slaughtering the innocent children and battling the men. Tortuga’s one goal was to find Zan and Nona.

It wasn’t long before he found the brother he wanted on his side. Nona was fighting for the life of a woman that was centered in his bed. Just as a Valorian was about to kill the woman Tortuga killed the Valorian. “Nona... your brother beds your enemy. He fucks the Princess Elixas and plots behind your back. I seek your talents. Let us work together and bring the woman down... your brother is yours to deal with.”

Nona isn’t really given a choice; he is taken by three Valorian’s and is soon shuttled passed the bleeding and dying. Under the power of Dalton the group leave as quickly as they’d appeared. Zan lay dying on the courtyard floor while Nona was soon sitting across from Tortuga waiting to hear how he could take down his enemy and his brother’s whore.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Blazing Heat

Blazing Heat 76, 328

Elixas left his bed under the protection of her newest gift, a gift that Dar gave her. She touched it and knew she now resembled his people. Once she made it out of the castle and off his lands she became herself again. Her feet lifted her high into the trees and she leapt silently to the encampment that she and her advisor had made. Becca was one of the councilors that Elixas trusted and the two girls were soon making their way home. Becca was the Princess’ best friend and she loved her like a sister.

“I wish you could be together,” she whispered to Elixas when they finally reached the Valora’s castle and relaxed in Elixas room.

Elixas smiled. “So do we... but his brother Zan still rules.”

“I wish he’d died that day,” Becca hissed. “It would be over now wouldn’t it?”

“I like to think so. But he still refuses to talk of the Celestial Ruins and the jewels. I am at a loss sometimes. He drives me mad. Then he bends me to his will and I am lost in his touch. He burns me more than any of the marks that mar my flesh.”

Becca sighed and help her friend and leader into bed. “Elixas?” Becca said her name as if to question her, so Elixas responded with a quick yes. “Nothing my lady, sleep well.” Becca left and closed the door, she found her way to her bed and snuggled deep into it, her arm slipped around her husband. If he knew what her and Elixas did sometimes he’d be more angry than she had ever seen him. She shuddered at the thought and snuggled against him.

Elixas closed her eyes and could still smell the scent of their mating surround her. She would bath in the morning. She loved falling to sleep with the smell of him still on her and tonight was no different. As she slept her mind returned to the day of the slaying of Gaven.

She’d seen the arrow claim the raven’s life and as the bird lay there dead its body slowly decomposed as did the bodies of the men that had been disguised as her soldiers. She’d immediately gathered the herbs they both needed, while Dar searched the woods for the unknown enemy. Once he returned to her side the moved quickly to back to her lands. He left her at the edge, kissing her hard.

Her dream replayed her running back to her keep and finding the guard that Dar had bound. Elixas quickly explained that someone had taken his place and double crossed them. She could not tell her people that she had invited the enemy to gather herbs with her she had to lie. Once she was home she set out to find Gaven’s family.

They came to her, his wife having cleaned away his personal belongings from the castle offices, and Gaven’s sons presented her with logs of how he’d been stealing from her coffers. She was angered and wondered if he’d been behind the attack.

It was another week when word reached her about the attack on Krenshorn. They did have an unseen enemy, but it couldn’t be this Tortuga... he was dead. Her dream continued. It played over her the images of the rare nights they’d spent together. Months would pass before they could touch and love, tonight had been the first time in six months.
As the night moved on Elixas dreams changed. Suddenly she was in a woods. Her fingers holding her bow straight and stiff. “I will give you a ten minute head start my foe, then I will hunt you down and kill you.” The arrow flew...

Elixas awoke and covered her face with her hands. She had seen more of the dream this night. Her arrow was aimed at her lover. She curled herself into a ball and cried herself to sleep.

 

[leopardlover]

Blazing Heat 76, 328

Dar lay quietly in his bed after Elixas has gone. He lets himself be surrounded by her smell still, let his senses trick him into thinking she was still with him, next to him in his arms. But as always, such things must pass. He finds he cannot sleep this night even after the exertions he and his love always put themselves through.

He dresses quietly, quickly, going out to the stables to Saphira, who, due to the Juniperweed Elixas helped him gather ten years ago has grown fully, and beautifully.

"Hello Saphira." He slowly strokes her flanks, one of the few that can. She is a unicorn but a rather feisty one. If she senses any dislike or fear she stays away or indeed causes damage. That is one reason Dar rides her most everywhee, with her permission of course. They are friends and she makes quite a body guard. He talks to her, tells her what's on his mind, about Zan, about Elixas, about the whole war in general. She listens, and seems to understand.

He has done as he promised Elixas, tried to speak to his brother about the stones, about the war and the depredations. At times it seems to have some effect, at others it seems to do nothing at all. Quite frustrating in general.

After a while Dar calms down, feels able to sleep again and does so, dreaming of his Lixa til morning when hes awakened by a servant. His brother is requesting his presence.

He dresses quickly. Though family, Zan is still the king. He arrives and is told to sit. They talk about a possible peace, or at least a temporary truce. It is now a given that someone is working against both sides. Zan says he's ready to at least attempt to hear Elixas out, or at least truce temporarily and discuss things.

Dar agrees this is a wise thing and offers to bring the message. Zan denies it but does offer to let Dar be the point man in the negotiations. A messenger is sent out. Times and places are sent Back and forth.

Changing Winds, 45, 329

Dar smiles as Elixas approaches, resisting the urge to run and meet her but only barely. The full court is in attendence as is a good many of Valora's highest ranking nobles. He does help her from her mount though, saying quickly, inaudible to any but her, "Hello my love" before formally greeting her and inviting her inside where his brother waits as a king should, to be attended.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Changing Winds 45, 329

Elixas feels the heat of his touch as she dismounts from her unicorn and she watches them take him to the corral. One of the bartering agreements to the arrangements was an opportunity to breed the pair. If the mating conceived an offspring then that offspring would be joint owned by the clans until a second foal was born.

It isn’t the first time she’d been in the castle. Dar had shared with her magic and had taken her through a tour years ago during one of their rare meetings inside each others homes. She did however have some knowledge of it from before the war. The war that was lasting much longer than she or Dar had thought it would.

She was greeted by Zan, she curtsied, though she’d not taken the title Queen she was in fact one by all rights. She had chosen to remain a Princess until she found her mate, which she knew to be Dar, before she took the Honored Title. She did not want to be a Queen without her King. Only Dar did she wish to have that Title.

“It is a pleasure to see you Princess Elixas Valora of the Valora Clan,” Zan greeted her.

“It is a pleasure to be asked to see you Your Highness,” she returned his gaze and took her seat across from him.

Her eyes followed her lover to the seat opposite his brother and she felt the flip and roll of her stomach twitter deep inside her. “I was glad to see the messenger with the horn of truce arrive on my lands. I am hoping we can put this all behind us and work together to see what enemy we both have been deceived by.”

 

[leopardlover]

Changing Winds, 65, 329

Dar watches quietly, knowing that the formalities must be observed by the two highest ranking people. He takes the time to watch Elixas, smiling, barely keeping a grin from his face. It has been too long since he saw her. His interest is noted by some few, made obvious by the fact he has had eyes for her almost constantly the last two weeks. Some would say it's to be expected. Before the war they had always been close, and Elixas has only grown more beautiful, come more into maturity.

All is said and done and the feasting and dancing begins. Dar pulls Elixas with his to the dance floor. The music is slow, the dancing close. It is a dance usually only danced by those who are married, engaged, or otherwise interested. But, some dance it anyways without the connections in place, so his pulling her out could be taken in a number of ways.He holds he close as they move about, talking quietly.

"I have missed you. It has been too long. These past weeks have been a bit of hell. Having you so close yet unable to touch, and having had no time to even slip off together for a few moments. But having you near again is also a great joy. Just to watch you, in my home, unhidden. The peace talks are going well and their may yet be hope."

"Saphira seems to be taken with your Stallion. Each time I go to visit her they are very near." Dar grins. "Though it was amusing how when you took my hand and tried to kiss me she butted you. Wonder why? Maybe she's jealous." He raises an eyebrow at the thought.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Changing Winds 65, 329

It had been two weeks since the peace talks. Two weeks that another temporary truce had been drawn up and two weeks that she’d been at the palace. She’d been welcomed in, made to feel as if she were the Queen she was destined to be. Now as she watched the room spin around her, Elixas was lost in the arms she’d been dying to be held in again. Though she’d been given a room to stay she’d also agreed to a guard at her door. Zan had insisted and she was at first offended, but agreed that in fact if he were on her lands he to would be watched. So she was watched like a hawk. Eyes were still watching her, now though eyes either glared at her, or looked hopeful that she would be the key to ending the war.

Elixas pushed past the agreements that would conclude this week. She had signed the papers, allowing one year peace agreement. The two clans would work together in restoring homes and rebuilding fields that were abused with death and decay. They would open the trades up again and they would allow the clans to interact during the Celestial holidays. She still worried, but for now they were making progress. They still had no clue who the third enemy was, but Zan and her both agreed that it was in fact someone that was out to hurt them both.

She pressed herself closer to Dar. “I’ve missed you to,” she whispered to him. “I have timed my guards patterns... he usually leaves his post to relieve himself around the time the moon is at its highest. Please... don’t punish him... for if you do, then perhaps you will not be able to slip in this evening and visit with me.”

The dance ended and they separated. Soon Elixas was in the arm of Zan and was discussing business again. Her thoughts shifted and she concentrated on the things he wished for their two clans to continue working on over the next year.

A horn was blown and everyone moved into dinner. Zan sat at the head of the table. Elixas to his right and Zan’s wife to his left. Dar sat normally beside Zan’s wife, however this time he regulated the honor to a guest and maneuvered himself to the seat beside Elixas. Her body was on fire as he took his place, their legs touched, and a throb of heat coursed through her.

 

[leopardlover]

Dar talks to those around him, answering direct questions. But his mind is elsewhere, at a point in time hours away. Her presence next to him is like an intoxicant, the feeling of her leg against his intensifying the feeling. His hand slides over her leg, his free hand used to drink, eat, and whatever else he needs to do. The hand no one sees is busily traveling up and down her leg, sliding beneath her skirt, fingertips playing over the soft skin, the silky fabric on the back of his hands an interesting contrast.

His fingers seem to have a mind of their own, moving further and further from his body, til they are at the apex of her thighs. His fingers move slowly, gently, moving together in a triangle that is a bit spread out, just enough so they are outside Elixas' lips, not quite touching. They rub in small circles, moving now and again to massage along the entire circumfrence of her sex before a single digit move in and down, rubbing over her clit lightly, then further, only to repeat the motion again. He whispers to her ear.

"He'll not be reported or punished. And I shall most definately see you this night. I can barely wait."

He is called then by a man he barely knows, asked about if he thinks the unicorns shall mate, and what the chances are of offspring. He replies.

"I'm not really the person to ask. Princess Elixas knows much more than I about Unicorns. But they seem to find each other quite agreeable. Saphira seems quite eager around him, and he around her. Wouldn't you agree Princess?"

He looks to her, a bit of a devil in his eyes. His fingertips continue to move over her sex, a bit faster, with a bit more pressure now, ring and forefinger massaging her labia, middle finger sliding up and down, across the clit he so enjoys teasing and parting her folds, sliding into her just a bit before pulling out again.

He knows she will get him back somehow, it's her way. But he also knows he more than likely will enjoy it. Besides, who could really blame him? He has not seen her in many months and last time she took it into her head to pin him to the bed and tease him til he was all but begging. This is quite enjoyable revenge.

 

[ZuesTheGod]

Changing Winds 65, 329

Dalton smiled and laughed with the beautiful woman to his left. She’d graced his bed all week and into the beginning of this second week. He was here as a nobleman’s son. Taking on the image of the young man that lay chained in his Master’s dungeon. As long as the young man lived Dalton’s image was protected. His eyes watched the Prince and the Princess... he knew what was happening beneath the table. The sapphire ring had its own power. It was a link to all that it beheld. What it saw... Dalton saw.

While Dar pleasured his lady under the table Dalton watched it in his mind. His ring’s gem aimed right at the couple. His cock stirred and he knew the Miss beside him would be a happy pearl beneath his quivering shaft by the time the evening was over.

The night progressed. He’d met several of Krenshorn that were not happy with Elixas presence. Several that would serve his Master well. He was excited. He knew that this time of peace was unexpected... but he also knew... that all peace soon comes to an end, it was just a matter of time as to when the end would arrive.

Tortuga would rule and everything was set in motion. The conversation of the Unicorns drew his interest and he listened intently. Focusing on both the erotic image his ring showed him, as well as the full lips of the Princess that Dalton could tell were parting slightly, he could almost smell her, and see her breath... he wondered perhaps a dip into between Elixas thighs would be a gracious reward from his Master... or perhaps before the week is up.