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Post by Kitty on Mar 3, 2008 7:00:33 GMT -5
He appreciated the rather blunt nature of the room, it conveyed it's purpose well and helped to ease a lingering insecurity in the rat's mind. His mate was rather good at that, even if he hadn't been aware of what he was doing. It was why he trusted him, why he so willing bent to the others man will, why he didn't care that he was, indeed, Finistris'. He didn't want any else, didn't need them, didn't crave them. As long as he had that, had something, his own sanity was almost guaranteed, almost.
The tug on his fur, while enjoyable, was entirely unnecessary. He knew precisely what they both wanted and he wasn't the type to deny himself such things when given the choice and he followed. With a foot he made sure the door was closed behind them, leaving it open would certainly negate the careful.... structure of the room. And possibly lead to explanations Osias didn't really feel like giving.
As he was backed toward the bed the rat could hardly contain himself and his fur involuntarily bristled with anticipation, especially as the tie was looped around his claws. It was times like these that he longed for his human form, he'd prefer this one certainly, but he had the thought that the furless form would have a heightened sense of touch and he could only imagine how that tie would feel on bare skin. He would have to find his human self, find it for his Finistris' enjoyment.
He hushed the human softly when he spoke and brought his tail back into play only this time he slipped under the pant leg of his lover. Fun now, talk later.... he certainly hoped the other would get the message.
[[ You have no idea how much I love this completely opposite Osias personality, it's so full of submissive, dirty win =3
And I'm quite pleased to see my arts inspire dirty Nat <3 ]]
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Post by Nathalia on Mar 3, 2008 22:47:37 GMT -5
((OOC: Your arts inspire much dirty within me! D8 Thou makest Finistris delight, Varestes jealous, and Bernard quail in horror!))
Finistris felt the Rat's touch become a little more eager...the tail snaking up his pant leg...perfect.
He dragged his fingers lightly through the fur of the Rat's head, letting them travel down to the nape of Osias's neck. He then twisted them into the fur and gave a sharp tug, nipping the tip of the Rat's nose and then rolling sideways in order to tilt his mate onto the bed.
His long blue hair hung in a curtain around his face, and he grinned...finally showing his teeth...the canines were longer than they should have been in anyone's Human form...He slowly brought his fingers through the fur around Osias's thighs, then jabbed lightly with the broken off bone rings.
"Osias...always mine...Osias...
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Finistris stared up at the ceiling, his fingers twirling roughly through the thick brown fur. He wasn't quite sure what to make of his situation...he liked it...but he wanted more.
He would take Osias up on his promise...he wondered how different it would feel to be free...
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Post by Kiki on Mar 4, 2008 6:05:45 GMT -5
Kitty and Nat receive 2 tokens each, to be redeemed in Ashwin's Shoppe. This will automatically be added to your recorded totals in the shoppe. Congratulations, and keep up the good RP!
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Post by Kitty on Mar 4, 2008 14:09:55 GMT -5
He enjoyed the gentler touches of his mate yes, but the rougher ones.. .the ones that hurt.... those were sheer bliss. Do unto others what you wish to be done to you, or something like that, was a term many used, and he'd certainly been doing that for years, but he'd finally found someone that did. And he'd found him by dumb luck and with a little violence, but he more then made up for the effort it had taken to unknowingly attract his attention.
At the pull of his hair he inhaled sharply, but grinned at Finistris. He had planned to return the nip, but it was then that he'd be set off balance and then had that glorious mass of blue framing the handsome face above him, and in turn his own. The fangs were noted, but filed away as just another endearing feature of the man and.. .well... the need running through his veins at present blocked any questions from forming.
Yes ... always.
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The rat was on his side, near Finistris naturally, and, having his claws free once again, was tracing the man's chest with a clawed digit. His thought process was similar, but a little different. The oddity of the truth had sunk into his conscious mind, he was only happy inside of his own head. It was.... strange, but it was the truth. On his own plane he was generally moody and bitter, but here... .here was different.
Flicking his ears and willing his thoughts away, he rolled slightly and rested his head upon his lover's chest, gazing up at him with and inquisitive look which, as soon as any attention was paid to him, would acquire a playful little smirk and the tone of his voice would mirror said expression.
So.... A weasel eh?
[[ OOC: Now why on earth would I frighten Bernard? XD :: already has a pic of him planned that might justify that :: And you my dear, get major props... you make Osias happy... and that just hasn't been done before XD Ye also inspire much dirtiness in Kitty I has another dirtyish pic planned for you m'dear.. .yes I do.<3]]
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Post by Nathalia on Mar 4, 2008 22:32:07 GMT -5
Osias's claws traced around on his chest, causing Finistris to squirm a little as he lay pondering. The Rat finally ceased and instead lay his head on the Human's chest, giving him a playful look.
Finistris gave him a thin-lipped smirk in return, listening as the Rat finally voiced what was apprently on his mind.
"Among other things...bt yes, Weasel is in there."
He returned, raising his eyebrows and waving a hand loftily as though it shouldn't be of any matter.
"Though I must say, I'm delighted to see that we've created a mix...I do prefer the look, especially for a child...it just makes them more...special to the parents."
He absently ran his fingers around the edges of the Rats's eye sockets, spreading a bit of the ooze around his lover's face....Lowlanders...really, fascinating...
((OOC: Heehee, thou hast frightened the Bernard mightily XD You get major props too, you're turning my 2-D homicidal maniac into a happy, family-man XD What have you done? D8 Ooooh! *Is excited for the dirty! <3*))
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Post by Kitty on Mar 5, 2008 0:58:49 GMT -5
Well, it certainly proved that Finistris was indeed a card, of some sort, the rat had initially been unsure of that. But since he had helped create Morpheus, that proved he was.. .yes? It made perfect sense, but his comment caused a momentary arch of his brow. However, Finistris seemed to be dismissing the subject and thus the expression would disappear, he wouldn't dig.
His ears twitched a bit as he spoke, a rather pleased expression replacing any lingering curiosity, at least in his face. Now, if only he knew that his words spoke closer to him then he thought. Tavor had certainly done something similar to his mother, but Osias didn't know about the little rodent of course.
Here it does, but I've seen it drive people mad.
He recoiled slightly when Finistris touched near his eyes, knowing full and well what was there. That was.... gross, but above all else Osias loathed what he should've been used to by now, it had been a part of him his whole life after all, just like the cut on his nose.
Is there... anything wrong?
[[ All it takes is a little love from a Sociopath....? XD ]]
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Post by Nathalia on Mar 6, 2008 0:20:47 GMT -5
((OOC: Tainted love...woaaaah, touch me baby, tainted looove... <3 <3))
"Have you? I can't imagine why...then again, I'm lacking in...experience, shall we say? Care to enlighten me?"
Finistris honestly couldn't see why two parents wouldn't want to see their children as mixed breeds...as a part of both of them, it made them more of a Clan...how could that be bad?
The Human ceased touching the area around his lovers' eyes when he recoiled and returned to rubbing lightly behind the rounded ears, his fingers running over a scar or two...he loved that.
"Not on my end, how are you faring?"
He joked lightly, perfectly content for the moment to let his lover do the talking.
He was perfectly happy for the time being and didn't want to leave the room, though he could feel Varestes stirring in the back of his mind...he tried to shove it away, begging the man mentally to continue sleeping, he didn't want to leave yet...
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Post by Kitty on Mar 6, 2008 1:02:02 GMT -5
He took a moment to consider the question, or rather how to phrase a response. The dealings of others weren't really on the top list of his concerns, even if their misery was mildly entertaining.
I suppose it depends on the circumstances leading to the child, or the relationship between the parents, or both?
He let it end in a question, and a bit of a shrug of his shoulders, it certainly didn't apply here and, therefor, didn't matter much to him. The significance of a mixed breed to the other man was lost on him, however. In the lowlands, well, if the child was alive and healthy that was really good enough. Well, that and as long as it wasn't an Ace.
And at the slight teasing tone to the other's voice, he brightened ever so slightly... he'd been a little worried for a moment but he needn't be. And he especially enjoyed having the area behind his ears rubbed, it felt rather nice. His own tone had a bit of the same teasing tint as his had.
Perfectly well and good actually.
[[ :: now urged to listen to the Marilyn Manson version of Tainted Love :: <3
And.... why do I not see Aces ever surviving in the Lowlands? My mind says they'd be more apt to kill them then anywhere else.. .O.o
Also, when we're done having our... strange ones be adorable, we could do a probably short time warp section to after Morpheus is out... or when Mia came in... Osias would jump to tell him that.]]
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Post by Nathalia on Mar 6, 2008 1:18:24 GMT -5
((Sure, I'll leave a hole after this and we can mosey right on into that. Be prepared for a haggard, miserably angry Finistris <3
Yeah, Aces would be so screwed in the Lowlands))
Finistris nodded to the responses, fingers still moving behind the Rat's ears. So, they really didn't understand? Maybe Clan wasn't as big a deal to other Realms...he'd heard but, as he had said, never experienced...
"I suppose so. I'm just delighted that it has happened in our situation...it fits...rather well, though, to answer your earlier question... Unless Morpheus was an Ace, I would still be acting the way I am now. Were he an Ace, Osias...I would have killed him...and been hard put not to kill you as well...but you knew that, I'm sure."
He let a throaty chuckle roll off his tongue, gnawing delicately on the rat's ear. He knew that in his line of business and the way their partnership rolled that Osias could take the truth...besides, one did not lie to their Clan....
He grinned at the comfort the Rat expressed, smiling with his lips closed and murmuring.
"Glad to hear it..."
As they relaxed together, chatting lightly and ...playing a bit...the tugging in Finistris's mind became stronger, he shoved at it, angry...and then sat bolt upright.
"Hells! Not now, you wretch! I've-"
There was a ripping, tearing noise and Finistris let out a snarling shriek of fury...and he was gone. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
(Three weeks later) <3
Finistris scrabbled his way down the black length of tunnel that led to Osias's mind, changing to his Human form as he went.
DAMN that Varestes! He had found out that Finistris had left and...had barricaded him. Some new spell that left him drained and half dead in the back of his body's owners mind. Sure he had torn into Varestes a bit...but he hadn't deserved that! He was certain...oh he would get the man one day...his mate had promised...promised...
His hair had lost some of its shine and his eyes were sunken, purple around the edges, he looked haggard and he was grimacing, his fangs obvious...he looked around the interior of Osias's mind...it felt...off.
"Osias?........Morpheus?"
He stood for a few moments before tearing frantically around the limited space, yelling.
"Morpheus!? Morpheus, where are you? MORPHEUS!"
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Post by Kitty on Mar 6, 2008 11:50:54 GMT -5
Osias listened as he spoke, his answer was precisely as he'd thought it was except he hadn't fully thought beyond Morpheus himself, but.... it made sense. Anyone who produced an Ace was an inferior sort of being and should be dealt with exactly how the Ace was and thus he wasn't put off by it in the least bit and merely nodded. He also truly appreciated his honesty, it meant a lot.
Aces are intolerable, and those who bear them no better, perfectly reasonable.
Oh and that chuckle certainly brightened him more, and let one of his own escape as well, partially because it tickled his ear, partially cause he'd wanted to. He was in the best mood he'd been in in ages and then, well, his lover sat straight up suddenly and he pinned his ears back, tensing a bit as if ready to strike... but not to strike Finistris... whatever had caused to make the move and that... shriek. Had he been able to he would have defended him but.. .he was gone suddenly. Confusion hit the rat for a moment before he muttered angrily under his breath.
Varestes...
He'd begun to hate the other King after his quest, and this only proved to intensify the feeling. He kept Finistris away from him and held the man against his will, he didn't like it at all.
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Osias was sitting at his desk in his quarters with a cup of tea as he had every night since Morpheus had been freed from his mind, and every night he couldn't quite quell the tremble of excitement that traveled over him. He hated this waiting game, especially when he had such delightful news as well, but he had to. He was certain the man's absence was caused by his other half but, he still held a bit of hope to see him once again. He'd been able to steal off once before, surely he'd find a way to once again?
He drummed his fingers against the cup, noting the lack of warmth that it held. He wasn't going to be able to merely sit here much longer, and the tea was cold, perhaps he should just give up for the night? No, he would wait longer... but he wouldn't need to. He could not ignore the yelling in his mind, he couldn't make out what it was, but it was more an odd feeling really.... and it most certainly wasn't Morpheus.
He grinned as he felt around for a small key and turned, unlocking a drawer and then moving his fingers to open a compartment he'd put into the deck himself and pulled a small package of oddly colored power out, adding a touch of it to his tea before returning it to it's proper place and locking the drawer once again, hiding the key as well. He stirred the liquid with his finger before licking it clean and downing the cold glass at once, with a grimace. He didn't like the taste of tea, especially not cold.
It would not take long for the rat to simply slump over the desk and drop his head to it's surface, dead to the world for the time being and venturing into his own mind, rewarded instantly by the flash of blue that came into focus first, and then by the terribly haggard looking man, concern flicking over his features at the sight. What did he do to you?
Finistris ... ?
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