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Post by Lucca on Oct 3, 2010 18:45:48 GMT -5
Menefer was so entirely flustered by her actions and apology that...Mrs. White might have called it cute if she had such sensibilities. As it was, she merely found it darkly amusing, and she stuttered along with him. "Oh, it...it's okay, I mean it was just...oh...I..." Her tail swished as if in agitation, but she could tell that she had the other Feline right where she wanted him. The poor sap was completely out of his element, and it really showed. How pathetic, Mrs. White thought unkindly, though another part of her was bursting with glee at him lying in a vulnerable position and the thought of what she could -do- to him...anything...
She closed her eyes and took a long moment to regain control...it had the added benefit of making her would-be boyfriend sweat that much longer. Then, the Tulgey opened her eyes and moved closer to Menefer, planting her paws right near his shoulder and leaning over him a bit. "Menefer, dear...it's okay. You're doing great." At playing my little game you don't even realize exists. "I....I was just...I mean..." She pulled back a bit, faking hesitation. "I don't want to move too fast and...and ruin this...ruin us." I'd much rather save that for later, so it will hurt you more.
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Post by /|/afamere on Oct 13, 2010 10:50:32 GMT -5
Laying there in that position just made him feel like he was giving up, that something inside him should do something. He was after all a male and could show some dominance between the two so that he would appeal better before her eyes, and yet... he was such a lout and weak at that that he couldn't even fight back someone that was bigger than him if he was being attacked. Not to mention, a woman. It was so frustrating that he just couldn't really cope with it too well. He just wanted to show her how much he cared for her, how much he wanted to do something for her, and yet... he was being apologetic too much and a lout.
He wouldn't have minded what she could have done to him while he was laying there before him, he would have welcomed the change. He was so submissive that so long as the other person would have said something on the lines of: "Thanks" "I care for you..." or anything like that then anything that she could have done to him would be O.K.. Though... the things that she might have wanted to do might end him buried under this hill by morning.
He pacently waited for her to do something, to say something. If things like this continued then he knew full well that he was going to say something that would mess all things up and cause a bigger blunder than what he had done to get into this situation in the first place. He should have just waited on the kiss when he walked her home. That would have been the right thing to do, and yet he had to just blunder in like some love sick kitty.
After she had spoke, did he feel at ease to sit up a bit so that he could look her in the eyes. Her multi colored eyes that seemed to change color every once in a while. He had already memorized what she looked like, what she smelled like. Though her eyes would change once and a while. He refrained from asking at the moment and instead thought of something else to say hoping that he wouldn't end up blundering this situation.
"Yes... moving to fast will ruin everything..." he said looking at her as he sat up before her, "How about something to drink? To ease this... tension." he said once again going for the wine. He wasn't thinking and knew that he had probably made yet another mistake.
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Post by Lucca on Oct 13, 2010 12:52:45 GMT -5
Mrs. White found herself ever so vaguely surprised that Menefer agreed. A lot of males didn't care...didn't even think there WAS such a thing as moving too fast. She really had landed a total sap. Ha! So much the better. She smiled at him, her eyes glowing in the light of the distant street lights.
"Yes...of course...a drink." She moved a bit closer to him, curling her tail around his waist and putting a paw near his bound leg. Her claws twitched out but she forced them back into their sheaths, for now. She half wondered what would happen if she just...slit his binding ropes. She'd tortured a Torque or two in the past by forcibly removing their bindings, but Menefer had already expressed interest in wanting to be free...
"I...hope I don't make you too tense...Menefer, dear," the Tulgey purred, trying to meet his eyes. Her claws twitched again, wondering, curious. While it was amusing and flattering to know how much she was getting to the other Feline, she worried her darker nature may become bored before the end of the evening unless something else happened...perhaps the wine would help?
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Post by /|/afamere on Oct 14, 2010 1:09:49 GMT -5
Watching closely he saw that her paw came close to the bonds and wondered if she was going to remove them so early tonight. He was hoping that it would happen later, after some drink in him and that he was mentally prepared for her in the act. He really didn't want anyone to remove it but her, but he wanted to know that she would be there after she had removed the rope from his leg. He knew that it may drag for quite some time before he gained motor skills again with it once more. Though... he just wanted the thing off of him, worried that even though he may go insaine and die from it. Or have his wings dissipear from his back.
Though she made instead to move closer to him, wrapping her tail about him as he did the same for her. He took the bottle carefully in both his paws and poured the two goblets with good portions of wine. He took a sip and realized that the taste was a bit too bitter, instead he turned to her and asked simply, "This is a bit bitter, do you enjoy sweeter wines? And of what fruit?" he asked as he took this oprotunity to take in her scent once more.
Oh she smelled divine.
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Post by Lucca on Oct 14, 2010 7:56:52 GMT -5
Mrs. White watched as he poured the drink. She took her glass in the paw that wasn't still on his bound leg...and then she half wondered if he could even feel her paw there. After all, the ropes were tied that tightly...maybe they cut off all circulation there? Her claws flexed again, just barely touching his skin this time, but not enough to really hurt. He'd just feel a prickling sensation, if he felt it at all. She let the wine be a distraction, sipping it. It was bitter, all right, but she actually didn't mind it. But how to answer his question?
He hadn't actually answered hers, and she wasn't sure if that was because he'd been too intent on pouring the wine to hear it, or because he didn't want to give her his answer. "Oh, it is, a bit," she said, swirling the wine in her glass. "But that's all right...sometimes bitter is its own kind of sweet." She smiled and fluttered her eyelashes at him. How would he take this philosophical statement? She took another sip of the wine. "I like the wine served in Torquhelm, actually...it has its own mix of bitter and sweet, and is made from the only sort of grapes that can grow there." Also, it reminded her of the time she'd driven four Torquehelms mad in one afternoon. But she didn't mention that. Her claws flexed again, actually snagging the rope. Though she didn't break it, yet.
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Post by /|/afamere on Oct 14, 2010 17:52:17 GMT -5
He could feel waht she was doing to him, he could feel her paw on his skin through the cloth bindings. It was a odd sensation to be touched there by someone else. He himself had to clean it for fear of infection and decay, but someone else touching... well that was a whole new experience. It didn't mean that he didn't like it. It was more or less, odd. It was odd how it felt when she gently poked him with one of her claws, know that she was probably curious about the culture and how they felt about it. Though... knowing about the location of her realm to his, well she should know just about as much as he did. He gave a sigh of relief as she just left her paw there, he could tell that she was toying with the cloth bindings that held his leg in check, and yet... he was not quite ready for them to be ripped of. Something just wasn't quite right. Maybe he just needed more to drink first, somethign to ease his mind and tension that showed across his face. He turned to her and smiled, knowing of the grapes that she was asking for. It didn't grow common, but he remembered the taste from his grandfathers farm. they used to make the wine all the time and sell it for quite a price, but... he passed away and the vines had fallen into ruin. Thought he bitter sweat taste was still remembered to him. "Well... umm... I remember how they taste, the black grapes of Torquehelm. . ." he said as he used his off paw and waved over the wine bottle and the goblets that they were drinking from. "There, I have done it, tell me what you think?" he said as he took a small sip once more and found it to his satisfaction. Small Power
He is able to change the flavor of one edible object once per day. He can make it taste like anything he wants to... good or bad. he looked back at her and wondered if she wa sgoing to pull it off, some concern splayed across his face, he didn't quite want it to come off just yet, and... well... it could be nice for this to kick off their relationship. |
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Post by Lucca on Oct 15, 2010 9:19:32 GMT -5
From the very brief way he tensed, Menefer could feel her paw on his bound leg just fine. Interesting...and so much the better. But as the other Feline waved his paw over their wine...Mrs. White blinked. "What--?" she started to ask, but then she understood. And...blinked again, actually caught off guard. There wasn't much that surprised Mrs. White anymore, unless it was the new and exciting ways others around her proved themselves fools. But this ability he'd just used, if it was what she thought it was...
The Tulgey took a sip of her wine, and purred a little as her guess was validated. The wine now had that sweet-bitter taste of Torque grapes running through it. "Oh, Menefer, thank you! What a lovely little ability! You're so talented..." She sipped more of the glass, and then turned to smile radiantly at him, but her eyes glittered with sly subtlety. "Shall we toast? Perhaps to....your freedom..." She hooked her claws into the cloth that held his leg up, and wiggled them, though she didn't remove it yet.
"Only if you ready...I just want to help you, dear..." It was getting harder to keep her 'other nature' hidden as the night wore on. Mrs. White raised her glass.
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Post by /|/afamere on Oct 15, 2010 16:22:45 GMT -5
Menefer was quite happy that Nell was surprised with the taste of the wine. He loved it when people got what they wanted from his cooking. It was an achievement that he held dear to his heart when someone liked what he did, though it was only a small trick of his magic, it was something unique. He had something else that could cause someone to feel hunger pangs and make them want to eat, but... he didn't like to use that unless he was really in need of some coin to get him on his way.
He looked up to her in surprise as she mentioned that they should toast to his new found freedom, something that he had been dreading and yet found wanting for quite some time. He really wanted this to happen, and yet... something told him that it was wrong of him to do. The mere fact that throughout his whole life that he was told that he should pay penance to the lands for their mistakes long before. It was wrong and yet he wanted this freedom. He was torn in two by this very thought.
"Yes... A toast... that would be nice." he said with a forced smile as it could be plainly seen that he was covering worry for. "Yes... To new beginings and new freedoms." he said as he raised his glass to meet hers and gulped his down and looked up to her and just nodded... There was no way of getting around it, it was just something that needed to be done, and something that he couldn't do himself.
All he could think about was just how much he loved this woman at this moment.
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Post by Lucca on Oct 16, 2010 9:34:48 GMT -5
Her smile had a bit of an odd edge to it as Mrs. White let their glasses meet with a light clinking sound. She drained her glass and then looked at him longingly, almost pleadingly...she desired him, in that moment. Desired to have sole control over his life...to be the only one he ever listened to...his only friend. "Menefer...you mean so much to me," she said, the lies falling like honey from her lips. "Please let me do this for you..." For me...
One sharp movement of her claws, a quick swipe of her paw, and it was done. The binding fell away from Menefer's leg and he was free. Free from a bit of cloth, but more enslaved to the Tulgey Feline next to him than ever before. Chains fashioned from a love which Mrs. White would never truly return, no matter what she said. It was a wonderful, glorious, shining moment...
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Post by /|/afamere on Oct 16, 2010 14:56:18 GMT -5
He looked up to her once she said those words feeling at that very moment that their might be something more to the two of them that couldn't be expressed in words. He felt at that moment right there that he was prepared to do just about anything for this woman. He couldn't even stress the amount of love that poured out of him at the moment. It was just...
He heard the cloth rip...
Felt the cloth fall from his flesh and fur to the ground. The feeling of his blood circulating like it was meant to made him light headed. It also didn't help that he had drinked a bit before this. So he saw thousands of stars before his eyes as all went blank. His face falling to the cloth as he breathed deep for moments waiting for the pain, that he had heard soo much about, to come at any moment. The mental anguish of someones bindings removed.
And yet...
He felt fine... His head swam a bit... his jaw hurt from hitting something under the cloth, but besides that. He felt fine. He took a glance over his shoulder and still saw that his white wings were still there. Though his leg seemed to lay on the ground without moving. He knew that might take a moment for it to start working again, but that could wait for latter.
He turned to Mrs. White and flung his arms about her kissing her on the lips in a happy manner. "Thank you soo much Nel" he said as he felt more elated at this very moment than he had all his life.
Though... little did he know that by removing this one binding only lead way to another type of bondage.
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