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Post by /|/afamere on May 11, 2011 21:36:34 GMT -5
He could tell that something was up with her. She was acting so strange at this moment that he was almost afraid to ask her what the issue was. Though pressing the matter could make him her next target, and that wouldn't be good for him at all. So he just obeyed and followed her quietly with little grunts here and there from where the fur was tearing on the ace. He really wished that there was meat on the bones of this ace... there probably wouldn't be enough for a stir fry.
he gave a sigh, which made it sound like a gurgling sound and that was when Menefer got a huge gulp of Blood. he dropped the body and coughed up the blood. It wasn't that he didn't find the flavor bad, afterall it was quite delicious. It was the fact that he swallowed too much at once, and it was agreeing with him at all. though he swallowed back the puke, he picked up the body and followed her into the abandoned restaurant and placed the body on the floor.
He gazed at her and looked about after speaking as he was collecting rags and testing to see if the water still ran. checked to see if the burners need more cleaning and the sorts.
"This place doesn't seem to have been shut down too long ago. Must have been a health hazard back in its time. Though it will do... the water still runs, there are soem clean rags and a good portion of the cooking ware still here." eh said as he moved up next to her and placed a wet bloody kiss on her lips.
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Post by Lucca on May 12, 2011 8:39:14 GMT -5
Mrs. White couldn't hold Nellwyn down for long, especially not here. Just a few short months ago, she and Lythero, the Tulgey Queen, had come here and killed off most of the staff. That was why the place was shut down, and the memories resurfaced. Mrs. White shuddered, and the beast within her took over again and stalked around confidently, fangs gleaming in the light. Nellwyn had heard some sound from Menefer on the way in, and she glanced over at him now and saw his muzzle was all bloody. Now that was curious.
"Hmm, yes, a health hazard," she agreed, with a small grin. There were bloodstains in the kitchen, Menefer would find, including words written in blood on the wall that said 'Lythero was here'. The blood was faded by then, of course. She turned around, and was surprised to find Menefer right there. She was even more surprised by the kiss. At first, she tensed, and her claws came out, but...he tasted like blood. Her eyes went dark and she kissed him back, tail swishing around to brush teasingly against him.
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Post by /|/afamere on May 16, 2011 15:30:15 GMT -5
He fell into her like a deep well as he pressed himself closer to her driving for that deeper kiss as he swished his own tail against her as she did him. He wanted nothing more than to please and to be pleased at this moment. Everything else was just a forethought as he stroked the side of her face.
After a moment he pulled away from her and looked longly into her eyes. "You don't know how much I have wanted to kiss you like that." he said as he gave her one more kiss before backing away from her slowly his tail flowing back and forth in slow motions very pleased about himself. He turned and moved to the dead ace and lifted a knife from the table top and went once over it with a towel to rid it of the dust.
He started to clean the body of its skin so he could get to the tough starved flesh of the ace. It was going to be difficult to prep this to any standards for cooking... he would have to beat it around til it was any good.
It would take him a better part of thirty or so min to clean the skin off and disembowel the ace so he was looking at the flesh and fats of the ace. All the while he hummed a toneless tune to pass the time and get his mind off of what he was doing, though she was always on the forfront of his mind.
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Post by Lucca on May 17, 2011 9:01:20 GMT -5
Nellwyn had never known that Menefer could be aggressive. It was the surprise at seeing yet another side to the other Feline that made her lean back a little, putting a paw around his neck for support. She was kissing him and it was actually good and she furiously returned the favor, tasting blood and purring so low in her throat that it couldn't be heard, only felt.
When he drew back, Nellwyn smirked, eyes dark and breath coming a little heavier. "Well, you should have said so sooner," she teased, and gave him a thoroughly wicked grin before stretching lazily and going to sit primly on the dirty floor. Her fluffy tail curled around, covering her black-tipped paws from sight. She watched him as he prepared the meat on the Ace, as still as a statue, only her eyes moving. Normally she would get a little bored and frustrated with something like this, but the fact that this was Menefer, the previously sweet and sensitive, that was preparing a Card to eat--an inferior Card, but none the less--made it interesting.
Her mind wandered a bit after the first fifteen minutes, flitting to several dark places, some of which were unfamiliar even to her. This night could very well change everything. Nellwyn wasn't sure what to think about that, really. Menefer was different, and she wanted to poke and prod at him until those changes came to full fruition.
Or did she? He was still a dark suit, after all, and still a Torquehelm. He would never truly be worth her. But perhaps he was a more interesting plaything than she'd thought?
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Post by /|/afamere on May 31, 2011 8:49:39 GMT -5
With her sitting there on the floor and kicking up some of the dust that had been there in the first place made his own mind wander some as well. It was a different thing that he was doing now, but for some reason he was really comfortable with this. He knew the contours of the meat well, for it was the roast part of the body. It was tough and yet tender due to the malnutrition. He gave a heavy sigh as he started on the back straps, pulling the meat from the spine and set them aside as well.
Once he had cut all the meat that he was going to use from the ace with the precision of a great chef did he start up the wood stove and let it start to heat. Whilst this was happening he started tenderizing by pounding the meat with a small spiked hammer, after which he started to season the meat.
He gazed over at Nel and smiled, ”Dinner shale be served shortly.” he said as he walked over to a towel and whipped his paws clean and then over to her as he placed a kiss upon her forehead. ”I Don’t think I would have ever been able to do this for myself ever. If it hadn’t been for that night I don’t think that I could have done it at all.” he said as he reflected back upon that horrid night.
His eyes got that far away look, not one of pain or missiry... but something that was like lust... for blood?
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Post by Lucca on Jun 1, 2011 9:30:40 GMT -5
Nellwyn's mind continued to drift, feeling, for once, as if she had more than just two sides arguing. That was familiar, that was routine, that was almost comforting. This was new and disconcerting. For the first time in memory, she truly wasn't sure what to do. Confusion had won out over bloodlust and rage and contempt. She still sat unnaturally still, and only came back to reality with the smell of cooking meat.
Nellwyn looked up at Menefer as he spoke, blinking a bit as if she'd just woken up out of a dream. Slowly, she smiled, deciding it didn't matter what the color of Menefer's Suit marking was, or the color of his fur. If his heart was capable of being corrupted, of being molded to fit her own schemes, what did it matter? He was a pawn, and she was his master. That was all there was to say on the subject. He had feelings, she had plans. And oh, the plans I can make now!
"Then aren't you glad I'm here to help you?" she purred, all sweetness, and stalked lazily toward him, arching her back and stretching before rubbing her head on his side.
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Post by /|/afamere on Jun 7, 2011 8:18:32 GMT -5
After he had spoken, he had quickly realized that she was fast approaching him. He quickly sat the meats back upon the stove and looked at her. He couldn’t help how he felt when she looked at him. It made his heart flutter and her words touched him in a manner that brought forth a deep tumbling purr from deep within his throat. It didn’t help much when she rubbed across his side as well. He couldn’t help but brush his own antlered head across hers as well. The tips of the antlers lightly grazing her beautiful white fur.
Once his head had reached her ear did he lightly whisper ”I believe that I have fallen in love with you.” he said as he moved back from her afraid of what she may or may not say to him. He felt like everything was waiting on this very moment, that everything that they were to one another would be based on how she would reply. Though it would have been his own mistake for moving too fast. He hoped that wouldn’t be the case. Having it all being his fault would almost kill him on its own.
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Post by Lucca on Jun 7, 2011 9:58:59 GMT -5
The tips of those antlers combing through her fur brought a light shiver to the Tulgey Feline's body. They felt hard and cold and entirely dangerous. She wanted to feel the bite of them in her flesh, or better yet, to see him gore some poor sap with them. Would that be possible? Perhaps they weren't so sharp as all that. She opened her eyes lazily to look at him as he spoke. Now, what could she say to that one? She could lie and say she felt the same, but where was the fun in that?
Nellwyn laughed, richly, and reached out a black-tipped paw to stroke the edge of Menefer's face, claws dragging very lightly across his skin. Was she supposed to be surprised by the revelation? Suddenly sticking her claws in deeper, Nellwyn grabbed his face roughly and pulled it close to hers, kissing him forcefully. Let him think what he would of her feelings. Let him resist, if he could. This was a necessary part of the game.
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Post by /|/afamere on Jun 9, 2011 7:54:53 GMT -5
His heart sank a tad when she hadn't responded as quickly as he had hoped, and yet... her paw upon his face was something that he hadn't really thought could be a response. It felt great, and then the pain flared in his cheek as her claws slowly dug into his check and her pulling him closer and closer for a kiss. The pain was rough and made him want to pull away as he felt the kiss on his mouth. A fierce one at that. He felt the warmth from her paws trickle down the side of his face, his claws digging into the cracks on the floor.
When he started to taste blood in his mouth from the small cuts given by their teeth did he finally start pulling away from her mouth some. It was tough and he felt the pain of her claws in his cheek and then realized that he couldn't resist at all. He didn't like the pain that she was inflicting on him at all. He wanted the love but not the pain; though, with her true self he guessed that they were going to both come with her. He figured that he could pull this one off with her, taking the bad with the good.
He surrendered into her pain and kiss, utterly and willingly. Just to hope that the pain would end. It would be very apparent to her that he didn't enjoy the pain at all, and yet at the same time the body language he was giving off seemed to be enjoying the attention that she was giving him.
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Post by Lucca on Jun 9, 2011 9:22:25 GMT -5
Nellwyn could read Menefer's heart in his eyes as clear as she could see the sun on a cloudless day in the flat, boring skyline of the Highlands. But then she closed her eyes and lost herself in the kiss, in the pain, in the lovely, lovely sensation of total and complete control. He tried to pull away right when she tasted blood in her mouth, and her eyes opened, burning, and she growled at him. The sound was low, and was both a warning and an expression of pleasure. This was what she was going to make Menefer need. Mingled pleasure and pain.
She loved to see him in such delicious pain, and she shoved him roughly against the counter as the kiss continued, her other paw resting on his chest, claws still sheathed. A little bit of pain could sometimes go a long way. She wanted to hear him moan and whimper, she wanted to hear him -beg-. Nellwyn growled again into the kiss, deepening it even further and not being gentle about it.
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