Showing posts with label cruel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cruel. Show all posts

Tuesday, 26 January 2016

[A Cold Winter] Friend or Foe?

Aerian was sat her back against the cold of the wall her eyes closed as she tried to find focus, her mind taking in every sound from beyond her cell.

Her body still ached everywhere but less so after Z’ress’ last activities, it was on this Aerian now focused, Z’ress’ words spinning in her mind, instantly she wondered how she knew about Maya, but then the answer was of course that her lovers’ killer had been harboured by Ceremon from the wrath of both her and her father.

It was as Mayas face settled in that Aerian smiled, a soft simple smile that only Maya ever brought from her, Aerian sank back against the wall her mind flooding with memories of her beloved, their love had been passionate and within mere moments Aerian felt herself heat, her hand sliding over the tender flesh of her thigh as easing between her tender lower lips, the pain adding and odd level of pleasure as her fingers slipped into herself, her free hand massaging her breasts.

The world around Aerian melted away as she lost herself in the pleasure, her whole body rippling with pleasure, her legs began to tremble as her release built with rapid force., another moment and her body tensed as it crashed through her instantly sliding to the floor as her back arced away from the cold stone floor seemingly pushing her into a more violent release as her hips snapped back her spine slammed against the cold and she groaned at the pleasure that shot through her, as it passed Aerian lay on the cold floor simply revelling in that moment.

It was then, riding down from that immaculate moment of her release, that Aerian recognized that she was not alone. Odd that the sound of the cell door did not alert her of being watched. But it was from the shadows that stepped out Z'ress, she was dressed in nothing, completely exposed from the slender shoulders down to the magnificent bosom that was plump and the buds were stiff from the chill in the air and a motherly personal. Her crimson eyes glowed softly offering an unnatural light, folded over her forearms was a blanket. "My, my...you are a frisky little thing, aren't you?" She hissed in that venomous tone, tipping her chin a slight while turning to abruptly pound on the cell door.

The human and two werewolves entered, those noses sniffing at the musk of Aerian's release a drastic contrast to the mould and moisture. The two werewolves moved forward, in each hand was shackles, clear one was for her wrists while the other was for her feet. The human yanked Aerian's head back to force her to look upward to the ceiling, while a click was heard as the cruel bite of the shackles was bound to her wrists and then her ankles. Z'ress snapped her fingers while the two werewolves moved to the side and she draped the blanket over Aerian's shoulders, then assisted her to rise.

"Can you walk?" She breathed against her ear, the prickly moisture of her breath stimulating the fine hair at the rivet of flesh behind the shell, as the flutter of her lips brushed upon Aerian's lobe.
“You should try it sometime” Aerian tried to sound sharp but it simply came out stretched as she tried to gain control of her body. She eyed the wolves for a moment before disregarding them, she was fairly certain she was safe enough.

The chains bit against the flesh but it wasn’t so bad as they led her through the castle, her body trembled in response as they passed Hareavors torture room before been led to the main castle. A few moments and they ascended a flight of stairs before entering the bathroom, a single steep tub that had been filled, the tub itself round and large for two or thre people at most. The air was thick with the scent of flowers as she stood and looked around then mentally cursed herself for not paying attention beyond this point.

“It’s good to get out of that cell, any longer and I may have had to get myself off again, seemed a good way to release the tension” She shrugged now

Z'ress glanced to the human and the two werewolves, as her hand was held out. The posture of such was demanding, as the human placed a single key into her hand, waving her opposite hand to dismiss the three. As such they left the bathing room, the moisture hung in the air heavy with the seeped perfume. The warmth remarkable as it seemed the invisible hands rid her skin from the cruel chill of the dungeon. While Z'ress held no boots upon her feet, completely bare and delicate, she moved behind Aerian to yank the blanket that was her shield in this time, stripping her. 

Fingertips caressed her shoulders while the grace of Z'ress's lips followed, then she whispered into her flesh with the flutter of those luscious ruby lips. "Tell me...what were you thinking about, Aerian?" She asked, gliding the key to tickle Aerian's lower lips but not part the silken surface, tracing slowly up and over her naval to each hip, higher and higher, then between her bosoms. Z'ress rounded with the key to trace the shape of each mound, then lightly flicked each bud with a circle around her areola.

Aerian felt the ripple of goosebumps over her flesh a soft whimper at the gentle touch, her brain trying to control her natural reaction as she felt her core warm further “I …. “ Aerian swallowed slowly her body trembling “Maya” she whispered finally “I was thinking of my Maya”

"I do not understand why you are tormenting yourself. Tell me about her..." Z'ress hissed in her ear, the warmth of her lips suckling on the lobe to Aerian's ear. The key continued to taunt her bosom for a few moments longer, as it slithered down to her flower, tracing the outline of her petals, very lightly. Once the metal managed to bump upon her hidden pearl, then rounded to her hips. "You two must have been very passionate lovers..." 

Feeling her touch her nub sent a shiver through her body trembling beneath Z’ress’ torment “Maya was or is the only person I have ever truly opened up to sexually, if you’re ever on the wrong side of Hareavor you may understand why the only man in my life I will ever trust is my father” she shifted awkwardly her brain trying to wrap itself around why she was suddenly spilling her guts to someone she didn’t trust.

“Maya showed me that … I could be loved, that I should be loved” She shrugged softly “She got beyond the defence, then she got ripped away from me by a drunken slave runner who saw fit to rape her and cut her in two” Her words darkened as those memories surfaced finding her lover ripped apart was painful all in itself “He didn’t even have the decency to kill her but left her alive to suffer, I cried as I put my own blade through her heart, but I didn’t kill her he already had I had to save her”
“I never found him, Ceremon saw to his escape, but when he returns I will end him, make no mistake on that” The threat came ice cold and straight the venom in those words was impossible to miss “I loved her, and she loved me, she deserved better”

The key, an extension of Z'ress, continued the stimulating caress. While the object was light as a feather, still it was a hard object, stroking her naked body. But, now, as the item remained, she felt the frigid touch of icy fingers glide along the outside of her thigh across her abdomen and painfully slow up her side, as the key came in contact with the pearl hidden between the succulent flesh. The touch, while it should have been hard, painful, was soft, sensual as it roamed over; back and forth, then back and forth. That is when she felt the frosted lips glide across her skin, almost as though each pucker brought back strength to Aerian. "Oh, he will return. I have seen to that..." She breathed now beside, Aerian's ear, the closeness was intimate, as against Aerian's naked back, she felt the full bosom and those dark nips caress her.

Then suddenly, all the contact faded. "Look at that water, Aerian. Does it not seem inviting? So...warm? I promised a bath to you and I intend to deliver."
Her whole body shuddered with each touch her eyes half closed until Z’ress spoke, the effect was instant and her body locked as she swallowed, she eyed the water carefully.

“At what cost” she managed to say under the wave of panic that was now taking her “What do you want from me?”

Aerian felt those luscious lips travel down her neck, then to the tender rivet of flesh behind her ear, pressing to a kiss. She continued to move the tip of the key back and forth over her tender pearl, suckling on her lobe. "I want you to join me. Let me clean you and take care of you...you do want that monster that killed your love, dead, do you not? Your hands wrapped around his throat...maybe even make him eat his own dick? I can make that happen...but, you have to prove to me that you will not harm me in this very...vulnerable moment." She felt the key lift and Z'ress moved to stand before Aerian, while slowly lowering down to her knees. Her hand caressing down each leg slowly, while her tongue licked the key, hooded crimson eyes fixed upon Aerian.

“Difficult to harm anyone chained up like a common slave girl” Aerian raised the shackles on her wrists “Besides what’s the point I would be killed before I got to the front gates, or made fuck bait for Hareavor again” Aerian shrugged softly “You are right now the only ally I have”

Aerian felt her stomach twist her body tensed visibly at the words as they spilled from her mouth “I won’t harm a hair on your head, you have my word as an Elcarus”

Z'ress looked up to her, while the very tip of her tongue glided upon the inside of Aerian's thigh, just as the click of a lock was heard and the shackles were guided off her ankles. Slowly she stood, that key prancing upon her thighs, then to the slit of her petals with a tap on her pearl, finally Aerian's hands. The key was slipped into the hole, as the gizmo was heard in a click, guiding each shackle from Aerian, her crimson eyes fixed on her and her expression, as always calm and composed. She cast the ankle shackles aside with a kick and then dropped the others carelessly to the left. 

"Good. Now, come." Z'ress took her hand, while guiding her to the small pool of water, allowing for Aerian to settle first. It was clear that the water was incredibly warm, steam rose from the surface like a veil and red rose petals floated upon the surface.

Aerian stepped into the tub, the water so warm, it sent a strange prickle of satisfaction over her flesh as she slowly sank beneath the surface, her eyes closed as her face sunk beneath the water holding herself for a few moments before sliding back above the water a soft moan of satisfaction escaping her.

When Aerian resurfaced from beneath the perfumed water she heard the sound of treading feet in the bath behind her, the currents in the water whispering upon her skin with ghostly touches to the presence of Z'ress. She did not dip beneath the water but rounded her with the snowy hair in a halo around her shoulders, on a tray was arranged liquid soaps and oils in beautiful glass containers and a sponge. Z'ress beckoned Aerian near to her while gathering a glass container and pouring the liquid in the sponge to work suds forth, while it smelled delicious there was a faint touch of medicinal properties.

Aerian moved kneeling before her body submerged to her breasts, but open and disarmed, she had already chosen to quell the instinct to fight or flee, freedom would come at a price but she was already aware of that, Z’ress right now was her only ally.

“I have not been with another, unless you count Hareavor …” Her voice bit back the words that threatened to follow “But Maya is the only one” it was at this Aerian was unsure why she had let such information slip another piece to her very own curious puzzle.

"Hareaver will not touch you." Z'ress commented, while working the sponge gently upon her shoulders, as a warmth sunk into her skin and seemed to embrace her bruises and sore muscles, feeling the essence of medicine working on her body. The heat of the water caused her relax, but as the suds clung to her flesh, Z'ress's frigid hands followed in kneading to her muscles. Those crimson eyes fixed on her with eerie sense of calculation, expression as calm as ever, meticulously. "He has stolen much from you. Tell me, what is it that drew you to Maya. It seems as you have said, you...loved...her." The word of affection appeared to struggle to escape her lips, as though it disgusted her.

“Hareavor didn’t kill her …. Though he does carry some responsibility for him escaping me ….” It was an out loud thought as her hand caught Z’ress’ on her shoulder just for a moment before she let it sink back beneath the water “Maya, was as beautiful as she was smart, she was balanced and not reckless, she couldn’t fight worth a damn but she made me as safe as my father does, she even made Dad accept her, he was preparing our wedding ….” Her voice drifted off again “From the moment I saw her I knew she was special, not to anyone but me and she felt the same”

“She was my world and I was hers” Aerian stared at the wall opposite her as she felt Z’ress behind her “Part of me still wishes I had joined her, even now”

Z'ress stopped when Aerian's hand reached for her own, then offering nothing more than a wash of the water upon her shoulders to rinse the suds, then the sponge dipped beneath the water, now moving down her back while slowly and sensually with a calm touch began to clean each cheek of Aerian. Her hand was slightly warmer now, but, Aerian almost could feel her cop a feel but then it was gone as it registered. "Your father isn't here now, Aerian." She whispered beside Aerian's ear, the plush bosom rubbing against her back. "I was never taught love, in fact, I am grateful. In my world, the women rule. All men are lesser beings only created to serve us. Even the lowest female beggar is higher than the highest male. We are truly beautiful creatures. Strong..." Z'ress rounded to stand before Aerian, those eyes fixed to her, while gathering her wrist to begin to methodically clean up and down each arm, then gathering a small brush and began to clean the dirt and grim beneath her nails. "Everything, happens for a reason, Aerian. It is how we use the event to overcome. You have not accepted Maya's death, it is closure that you seek against the one that tore her from you." Her ashen skin was flawless, glistening in the flickering light of the room, dark and exotic, even with the contours of her cleavage that was revealed just above the surface of the water.

Aerian could feel her against her back instinct lent her back as she allowed the acts Z’ress portrayed upon her. “It isn’t closure, I cannot make peace with her death, but I do believe he should suffer just as she did, so it would be revenge that fuels that particular need”

Aerian turned slowly her eyes meeting Z’ress’ emerald green almost entrancing in some ways as she watched and waited before she spoke “This world is full of balance, men are as equal to women, but they will fight as passionately for a woman as I have ever seen, my father is a hero to these lands, a man I admire and one day hope to be remembered just as fondly” She stood slowly exposing her body only one scar showed just above her right hip “That’s how our world is defined by heroes and by blood, my families blood has been spilt far more than any other, we suffer so they don’t have to” she stepped back just for a moment in thought.

“Women are the strength behind men, not the strength that holds them down, though admittedly some do not know their place” She perched herself on the edge of the tub her legs set just slightly apart her eyes never leaving Z’ress’ “Admittedly milady you do have my attention”

"If you cannot make peace, then revenge is definitely, that which you seek." Z'ress tipped her chin a slight to the shift of Aerian in the rise from the waters, crimson eyes watching her calmly. She turned to gather a small round container, moving to settle upon her knees before Aerian. Placing down the sponge to float in the water, opening the lid to lift a softly perfumed and medicinal aroma. Z'ress then scooped a small bit of the balm upon her index finger. Nearing Aerian with those snowy lashes offering a strange shadow upon her crimson eyes, her lips pressing against her thighs while she moved closer to the treasure of the young woman. A hand was flat upon her abdomen while thumb and forefinger spread the petals, a sudden transformation happened upon her face. It was as though a beast came out, unleashed for the first time, twisting into fury and anger, frightening, yet as it appeared it was gone. The placid and calm expression upon her features again, as though nothing occurred. "I will make this as comfortable as possible for you." 

Z'ress watched her closely as the index slipped to the top of her slit to gently stimulate the pearl, weaving the tip with slow touches, when Aerian relaxed, that is when she felt the sudden pressure. She was caressing her inner walls with the tonic, massaging the torn tissue from Hareavor's torture, a tingling warmth rippled through her.

Aerians reaction was almost instant as her core heated in response to Z’ress’ invasion, her fingers bit against the edge of the tub as her legs set to keep her balance. Her eyes closed as her breathing laboured slightly.

“It shouldn’t feel good” She whimpered softly as her body fought for release.

As her body struggled for the release, Z'ress calmly removed her digit while then dipping the glistening digit into the balm again. Her crimson eyes meeting that of Aerian. "You need to answer me. This will help with the healing. Did Hareavor penetrate between your cheeks? Violated your rear entry?"

“No he’s quite happy to get his rocks off in the front” Aerian shrugged though the act of doing so came off more as an awkward squirm her entire body held in the invasion of Z’ress. Her legs squirmed awkwardly away from her as her body slid forward she steadied herself with her hands on Z’ress bosom.

“I .. he .. we …. Oh fuck” She whimpered her breathing now rasping as her body rose quickly toward her eagerness of needs.

Z'ress scooped up some more balm upon her digits, adding in an extra finger, literally stirring her passage with the warmth of arousal and soothing increased, a hand was lifted to place on Aerian's hip to keep her still and body placed between her legs to keep from clasping close. When Aerian's hand landed on the full bosom of Z'ress, she stopped her motions, looking to her with the crimson eyes, expression indifferent and calm, hinting at nothing beneath the surface.  The full mounds spilled between her fingers with the tough dark bud pressed into each palm, soft, yet, firm. "I see..." She said quietly, removing her pleasure tools, but, at the top of Aerian's slit, her index made contact with the pearl. The tip brushing over the button, faster with more pressure, as Z'ress continued to watch Aerian.

Z'ress scooped up some more balm upon her digits, adding in an extra finger, literally stirring her passage with the warmth of arousal and soothing increased, a hand was lifted to place on Aerian's hip to keep her still and body placed between her legs to keep from clasping close. When Aerian's hand landed on the full bosom of Z'ress, she stopped her motions, looking to her with the crimson eyes, expression indifferent and calm, hinting at nothing beneath the surface.  The full mounds spilled between her fingers with the tough dark bud pressed into each palm, soft, yet, firm. "I see..." She said quietly, removing her pleasure tools, but, at the top of Aerian's slit, her index made contact with the pearl. The tip brushing over the button, faster with more pressure, as Z'ress continued to watch Aerian.

Aerians body came crashing back to a low halt as Z’ress withdrew from her a low moan of frustration slipping from her throat. Her eyes met Z’ress’ deep in her eyes was that glimmer of a deep rooted need to release, frustration mixed with grief and more emotions beyond as Z’ress contacted her sweet spot Aerians body shuddered back to height.

It didn’t take long before her hips rocked as she plunged over the edge of oblivion and into wave upon wave of deep longing and pleasure a deep scream of pleasure ripped from her throat her head pressed into Z’ress’ shoulder

Z'ress continued her focus upon Aerian's plump pearl. She was support to Aerian in the fold forward after her release, Z'ress's breathing remained even and calm. Soon, Z'ress guided Aerian to her back, lifting her legs from the water to bend with feet resting upon the edge. The digit was seductive as it touched Aerian, though, a pressure was sensed to the sensitive folds of her starlet, yet, before Aerian could protest Z'ress plunged three fingers into her passage and began to twist and caress her from the inside. The pressure increased upon the pucker, which is when Aerian felt the sudden heat from lips and the slickness of Z'ress's tongue upon her pearl, those crimson eyes watching Aerian intensely. A penetration took place with the tool guided by Z'ress's hand in an announced plop, as the digit sunk into her rear entry.

Aerians entire body was sent into overdrive as she fought to find any level of control failing as a second release hard just as hard as the first her back twisting away from the pleasure. She tried to clamp against Z’ress’ invasion but Z’ress’ mouth stopped turning a want to escape into a need to be pleasured.

Her body tensed at the new invasion of her backside having never even attempted the feat her body already floating high from the pleasure was soon craving the slight pain that the invasion brought upon her.

After the powerful rock that shook Aerian to the core, Z'ress removed her pleasing tools from amidst Aerian's holes. Licking each digit, while wrapping her arms around the helpless girl and bringing her down into the heat of the water, cradling her to her bosom as one may a child.

Aerian didn’t fight as she melted into the wate the warmth taking both her and any attempt at fighting what had just happened with it a low moan of happiness slid from her as she felt the water soak her hair.
“That’s a new method for torture” Aerian managed to whimper softly “But thank you anyway”
Z'ress allowed for Aerian to remain close to her breast, though, after a time, in silence, she moved to gather the tray of oils and soaps. She proceeded to saturate her hair with the water and massage the oil within her hair, causing the perfume to be imbedded and then cleaned her body one last time. She left Aerian to rest while proceeding to glide the sponge upon herself, increasing for suds to cleanse herself, partially exposed in a full stand near the steps. Then, she worked on her snowy hair, as though, the threads were woven from the very slivers of moonlight.

When she was finished, dipping beneath the water and petals, to surface and face her. "The water is getting cold. Come." Z'ress gathered her hand now, while guiding her from the large tub, adorning a towel to wipe and dry Aerian. When finished, she dried herself, while accepting the two towels and caressing her cheek. "Can I trust you to not fight nor run? You and I will go to the dining hall to eat."
“I want to, more than anything” Aerian looked to the floor “I want to go home, but you’ve been good to me, so I won’t” Aerian pulled the towel to her evidently aware of how exposed she truly was right now. For the first time in a long time Aerian had found herself with mixed feelings between what needed to be done and what she should do.

She growled at the werewolf as he followed her dangerously close, the route led them through the outer castle exposed to the harshness of winter before they finally made their way into the huge hall that served as dining hall, and was one of few rooms still intact and not touched by time or fate.

Aerian stood by the table as Ceremon entered she froze her whole body sudden racked with a need to run but she held her place.

“How is your prisoner?” Ceremon barely even showed her moment of notice as his eyes slid slowly over Z’ress “Should I be doubling our guard for dinner?”

Z'ress snatched the towel from Aerian, while indicating her own self exposure. "The female body is a temple. A treasure to be admired and envied, do not hide such, believe me when I say the feeling is empowering. Such is common in my society." She lifted a fingertip to caress her face, stopping at her lower lip.

There was a difference when Z'ress walked now, the cruel click of her heels absent but the lightness in which she moved was pure grace on bare feet. Once within the large dining hall, Z'ress settled down in her chair, then dismissed the guards to stand outside with a flick of her wrist.

Z'ress flicked her gaze to rest on Ceremon as he entered, narrowing her eyes and then returning to the casual demeanour. "I do not recall inviting you to this dinner, Ceremon. No. There is no need, is there, Aerian?" Aerian felt a hand lowering to hers just beneath the sight of the table's edge, offering her a sense of grounding.

Ceremon smiled darkly as he eyed the naked form of Aerian “Very well, I was not joining merely informing you the boy and I are going to check a few of the outlying walls, we don’t want anyone sneaking up on us” He smiled mockingly to Aerian then turned on his heel and strode from the room.
Aerian felt the chill run through her as she took Z’ress’ hand in a panic holding it. The air was bitingly cold, far from the warmth the Mansion at home afforded, she was also unused been naked anywhere but by herself but she held herself albeit stiffly and with a prickle of fear.

She suddenly glanced up to the rafters a prickle ran down her that was far from fear, a feeling she had never managed to place but knew to who is was inevitably linked as she stared blankly for a moment before pushing it aside and looking to Z’ress “I’m hungry” she managed to say keeping her voice level and soft.

Z'ress tugged down her hand, forcing her to fall to her knees in order to conceal her form from Ceremon. But, maintained her expression of indifference. "Then stop talking and be about such. If I need you, I will find you..." She stated calmly, while beginning to cut up bits of the food, glancing with a flicker of her gaze to Aerian, offering her a bite with a fork from the plate before Z'ress. "Again, I have taken precaution to tend to the liver in order to assist in the loss of iron and orange juice to assist as well. You will be fit enough soon, then, you and I can leave to search out...this man that wronged you and Maya."

As Aerian knelt on the cold of the floor she eyed Z’ress “I have already pointed out that we all have our parts to play in things to come, my revenge will have to wait” She shrugged softly her voice had fallen to flat tone as if the information was pulled not from her but elsewhere “In any case they are already here, which makes our time together limit”
Aerian bowed her head looking to the floor “Our time is limited now, but we will meet again of that I’m sure” Aerian shook her head sharply clearing the cluster of thoughts as she looked up “What did I say this time?”

Z'ress considered Aerian, then continued to feed her from her own plate, pausing with those crimson eyes fixed upon her. "You speak from another plane...then normal." She abruptly grabbed Aerian to settle into her lap, offering her the utensil and then placing her lips upon the delectable bud of the bosom closest to her. Nipping softly in the withdrawal causing the peaked flesh to jiggle in the release of Aerian's bosom. "You are cold." She stated simply into the flesh, as Z'ress adjusted her to tuck her feet at the outside of Aerian’s legs, beginning to stimulate her pearl again with the other hand's digit traced around the sensitive folds of Aerian's back door.

Aerian whimpered feeling the tease against her, her eyes closed as she felt the intrusion against her backside “I …. Part of who I am allows me to see or interpret events, it sucks on so many levels” Aerian breathed against Z’ress’ ear

“And that makes one of three people who know” A low whimper slid from her lips as her hand traced Z’ress’ feeling her own juices upon her.

"Interesting." Z'ress commented, while calmly directing Aerian to eat, more pressure was set upon the starlet while her other hand tended to the bud, slipping a finger deeply into her passage to swirl the molten core and the second finger penetrated beyond the stubborn door to the back, now two tools utilized for the utmost pleasure to the red haired girl. 

Aerian squirmed as she was penetrated twice her body shuddering her hand ran lightly through Z’ress’ hair gentle and slowly her body already lost in the pleasures, her mind tried to fight long enough to work through her curiosities.

“I’m not sure how fucking my brains out helps either of us” She moaned softly “Not that I want to stop” her body shuddered as she felt her body trembling spilling her hot nectar out over Z’ress’ hand her back arching in response to the stimulation “Oh god!!”

Z'ress remained methodical on the application of her frigid fingers within each passage, ensuring to massage the thin veil between such paths to stimulate her further, when Aerian shuddered and trembled, splashing the ambrosia into Z'ress's hand. The hair that ran beneath Aerian's touch was like the finest silken snow, but, now with the spill of Aerian's nectar, Z'ress continued relentlessly. The flutter of her lips brushed upon Aerian's shoulder with the words that followed. "Your body...naturally has a painkiller it is the power of each release that assists in tolerance, if not...simply distracts." Still that voice remained as indifferent as ever, somehow colder.

Aerian whimpered as she felt her body lose any sense of logic each wave crashing over her harder than the one before. Her mind was numbed by the pleasure as she let the release wash over her. As it subsided she lay back resting with her arms holding her uptight.

“I … “ She simply chose to smile as her body tried to find some level of sense to the stimulation that had pushed her beyond her needs.

Aerian felt the warm, moist breath and the plush caress of Z'ress's lips against the rivet of flesh behind her ear. "You...what?" She breathed in the hiss, adding another finger to her back entry and removed the digits from her silken passage with an index finger still prancing across the plump pearl of her born excitement. Z'ress began to slowly and sensually glide her fingers in and out of the stretched, tight pipe. Her bosom was full and crushed against Aerian's back with the stiff mother buds pressed firmly upon her flesh, Z'ress's hot lips now wrapped around the lobe with a suckling intensity.

“I should probably get back to my cell” Aerian managed as her release finally allowed her body to settle, her eyes were heavy as her body was now on the brink of exhaustion, a soft smile of satisfaction still tugging the edge of her lip “I should rest”

Z'ress leaned back and gathered Aerian to assist her in rising, while walking to the door in order to wait for her. As she followed, there was silence, but, Aerian had a view of Z'ress's backside from each sway of her hips to the jiggle of her half-moons from beneath the drift of snow to her hair. The human guard and two werewolves rounded out the procession, the chains clinking in each creatures hands in a reminder of her place in this castle.

When descending down the stairwell into the dungeon, Z'ress hesitated near the door to Hade's cell, motioning Aerian over to her side. "Take a long look. This was you, now...this is you." She hissed beside her ear with a flick of her tongue, motioning for Aerian's cell to be opened and guiding her within. A thick blanket was on the floor with straw bedding beneath. "I have made sure that accommodations have been met." Z'ress turned to motion the werewolf forward, as the manacles were present. "Insurance, you understand, nothing...personal." Once the click of each to her ankles and wrists clasped down in a cruel bite. "I will return." Z'ress stated then turned on her heel, while leaving her alone in the solitude of her cold, damp cell.

Aerian slid to the ground crawling into the makeshift mattress, her body physically exhausted as she felt herself slip. Slowly she dragged the blanket over herself as she lay thoughts bouncing around her mind each as confusing as the last.


The sounds were as ever in her mind multiplied, she could also here Hades as he paced inside his own cell, an odd comfort to know he was at least on feet, the prickle in the back of her consciousness was also stronger and another odd comfort, but the thought of leaving Z’ress oddly unnerved her “Damnit Aerian what have you gotten yourself into?” she rattled the chains that bound her or at least half-heartedly tried, her body still relatively numb.

Tuesday, 27 October 2015

[A Cold Winter] Dinner With Hades

Ceremon let his grip on her wrist slid a dark smile “Go tend to our prisoners, let’s see if they bite first” he thought for a moment “Perhaps a less violent approach will help loosen their defiance”

He watched just long enough for her to disappear from the library before returning to his work within the books.

Hades pulled himself to his feet, every part of him ached, if there was one thing he had forgotten it was the feeling of being tortured, Hareavor was good at that part, a second experiment after he himself was deemed a failure, at least by Ceremon, if the truth were told Hades had simply seen that been on Kanes side was a far easier life than been hunted by him. He groaned as the days of tortured cracked from each bone, he had a couple of broken ribs, an a few strains here and there but whatever Z’ress had done had either tricked him into thinking he would be OK, or she had actually healed him which was all the more confusing to Hades, he wasn’t exactly the thinking kind.

From the hallway, Hades heard the echo of those cruel heels clicking upon the stone floor, steady and erotic. The mere sound was not music but torture to his ears due to the knowledge of the nearing presence of Z’ress that is when he heard the door scream in agony to the weight on the joints and the moisture that was causing premature rust.

At first two guards entered; the werewolf and the human, one carrying a sack while the other held a metal bucket that was closed and then those crimson eyes appeared from the darkness beyond fixed on him. She motioned for the guards to place down the items and take their leave, it was quick in the gesture and a snap of her fingers. The cell door closed behind her with a clank, while lifting the torch to hook upon the metal hanger fixed to the wall.

"How are you feeling, Hades?" She asked, her voice still indifferent, in her hands balanced perfectly was a tray of food. The smell is what hit him the hardest, freshly grilled meat and vegetables, everything his body craved. A silver pitcher and cup was set at the side. "Come let me inspect your ribs...bones are harder to heal then external injuries."

“Not the first time that asshole has broken bones, probably not going to be the last either” Hades levelled his tone as he set back against the wall, his stomach growling angrily at the scent of food. Something he had been deprived off since his capture, he stepped forward just a step before letting his glance move to the torch and bucket.

“So I play nice or you sic the rats on me?” He smiled a knowing smile, he may not have been a threaded with vampire as his other brothers, but he had enough to recognise certain scents. “Impressive, but what I don’t get is what use I am? I can’t bring down the fields around Elcarus Mansion, see dad neglected to give me that particular skill, only those born in the grounds can affect the convergence there” He made his way to sit in front of her his eyes set on the plate of food “But then you already know this, so either you get off on torturing men, dad isn’t giving you too much pleasure or you are just plain bored, or” his tone darkened “You think I have any level of influence over Aerian, and can convince her to side with you, you will do as you please to me regardless of what I give you”

Z'ress listened to Hades, while calmly slicing into the dark piece of meat. Such was slick and smelled of butter and mouth-watering spices, though, her crimson eyes slowly lifted to meet his gaze. The shadows at the corner of those luscious lips appeared to be riddled with mild amusement. "Forget, Aerian for the time, Hareavor will not lay a single finger on her, less he desires to keep his manhood intact. Is she here? Have I mentioned her? I am speaking with you. You are my focus, Hades." Z'ress calmly, lifted a forkful with the meat and vegetables, those supple breasts partially exposed within the dress, a teasing darkness of the upper of the areola exposed. "Now. Eat, the iron in the liver will assist to increase the amount of blood loss that you have sustained. I do not desire to ruin a good meal with plots, let us, simply enjoy it."

Hades eyed the food with suspicion, then Z’ress with that same look, before finally taking a bite. “So what you’re just here out of the goodness of your heart?” He swallowed slowly the pain still there as he watched her “Don’t get me wrong, I’m a fan of murder and mayhem as much as anyone else, value my life, but” he let the world hold “I protect my family, even at the cost of my life, Kane saved me from the torment of the hell Ceremon left me in, a debt that still needs to be paid, so if this is because you’re a saint painted bad then I’m thankful”

He sat back taking another piece of liver “Also might be worth noting my vampire is a whole lot less than Kane, I have no reliance on blood to stay alive nor heal, may take me longer but Ceremon gave me pieces of their strength and was able to strip the weaknesses. Which is why Hareavor likes to beat me up so badly, he does tie me up first though because he knows I’d kick his pathetic ass in a straight fight”

As he ate the liver, such was cooked and delicious, as well as the vegetables. She gathered another forkful, while, offering it to him. Her crimson eyes fixed on Hades, harbouring indifference to his words and reflecting nothing but ice. "Perhaps, not. But, for anyone, vampire or other, liver assists in the loss of blood by supplementing the iron." When he accepted that bite, Z'ress, placed the fork down to her side while gathering the pitch to pour some juice into the cup. 

By the smell of the sweet citrus and orange in colour it was orange juice, without a moment of hesitation, she then lifted the cup and took a sip and then from the pitcher to illustrate there was no danger of poison. From the corner of those plush lips, he caught a trickle of the orange juice that slithered down her chin to plop invitingly between those exquisite womanly breasts. Calmly she lifted a digit to wipe the escapee juice down to her chin with a lick on the digit.

"Hm. I value family, entirely. She is running selfishly from her responsibilities within Faerun, she is wanted for many things. Mostly murder and theft. She seeks shelter with those that she finds strong. I will commend that she has sunk her teeth into Kane. I do not think you or even he realizes the trouble that she has caused. But, you see, Aishani is being difficult and bringing you...Aerian and this entire realm into direct line of danger. It is unneeded and pathetic. All I want is my daughter."

Hades stretched awkwardly then recoiled as the pain in his ribs snapped him back “The funny about our realm Z’ress, we’re pretty much always in danger, except right now we are in far deeper trouble than you think” He coughed and then growled at the wave of pain he was rewarded with.

“Those funny portals that you happened to take a trip through to end up here?” His eyes met hers “They are usually linked to one occurrence, and the sky has been awful dark of late which means we are headed to war where your daughter will be least of your worries” he breathed slowly trying to take a grasp of the pain “I’m thankful for the food, really, but giving you Aishani means betraying my brother”

He stopped short of his words for a moment before he sat back into the wall “I won’t do it, without him as he is now we don’t stand a chance of the war to come, Aishani gives him that strength” He shrugged softly watching her for a moment his eyes tracing her body for a moment “We’re all going to die if you keep up this pursuit, but then Ceremon wouldn’t want to reveal that, he wants what’s in the mansion, power he thinks will save the realm and make him a hero, it won’t”

"Yes. Danger is a part of life, otherwise, things would be...boring for those of us that enjoy mayhem and murder, amongst some things." She calmly began to rearrange the tray, though, emptying it to place the remaining on the cold floor, minus the pitcher and fork. Gracefully, she stood and turned to near the cell door. Her snow white hair sultry accenting her hips and the play on the flesh of her bottom by the sway of her body, the cruel click of her heels still heavy in the walk. 

Z'ress knocked on the door, it opened and she extended the tray forward to the guard on the opposite side, though, turn back to return within the cell. "You want to ensure, that Ceremon does not get a hold of Kane and meet with his end game. Then it would be wise to...work with me, instead of against me." She moved now to the bag that held the first aid items, removing the bandage.

Now, she settled before him with the first aid item in her lap, working her fingers upon his sides while investigating the damage done, fingertips as brushed silk and skilled but freezing to the touch. She gathered the bind, holding it in one place while wrapping it tightly to pin his ribs in place, the brush of her hair was as though a frigid breeze but incredibly soft.

She fixed the bandage and settled back, eerie crimson eyes staring deeply into his. A smirk upon the corner of her lip with the flash of her tongue gracing the surface. Z'ress offered him the grace of her fingers, though, rise and stood back. 

Tilting her head while watching him, expression revealing nothing of the ideal thoughts within her mind. Her hand lifted while suddenly a webbed light was thrown upon him, violet and throbbing, then sinking into him with the urge of healing. She advanced lifting her leg to pin his shoulder back with the violent implication would he move, this was so quick, reminding him of a viper. The balance she held was perfect, but, from the lift he could see those magnificent petals by the part of the fabric. Such a delectable ashen hue that was kissed by the most delicate pink, the perfected term of such petals. "Think it over. Because, you have been so compliant thus far, I will leave the rats within as company. For now." Z'ress lessened the strength of her pin, then pushed him back, while pirouetting on her heel with hips pulling. She was a vixen, full of prowess and grace, but, lethal and unpredictable. The groan of the door was heard opening and the sound of her heels faded in her leave of the dungeon.

Hades would have thrown something in her direction if he had been able to but the sight of her over him had affected him, the healing power seemed to drain him as he sank back into the wall, the pain at least had dulled quite a bit as his fight against sleep was finally lost.

[A Cold Winter] Meanwhile in Dragons Keep

Hareavor wiped the blood from his hands another day and still no answers as he made his way back to the library where his father was as usual busy pouring over notes and books. Hareavor propped himself on the edge of the table.

Ceremon simply looked up his eyes cold and distant as he eyed Hareavor “Did she give anything up?” His voice was level and yet somehow dark, his eyes carried no emotion framed by the silver hair.

“No stupid bitch is still adamant her asshole father will come for her” Hareavor shrugged, his features we’re almost identical to Kanes except his eyes a far darker green and scars across portions of his face left deep slices through the flesh. He unlike Kane had also aged much further.

“That is my granddaughter, do not speak of her in such a manner lest you wish to lose your tongue my boy” Ceremon snapped back darkly “Now where is our guest? And which of the two has she met so far?”

“You are not one to tolerate such disrespect and yet from her you do?” Hareavor bit back and no sooner had the words left his mouth than Ceremon was upon him pinning him to the desk a blade pressed to the back of his head 

“You will show her the respect I expect, you will treat her if she is me do I make myself clear boy?” Ceremon growled each word almost as darkly as the last, Hareavor finally was able to free himself only to stand and nod in reply then storm off out of the room. 

No more than a few moments later, was the cruel click of heels heard upon the passage outside the library, announcing the nearing presence of Z'ress. 

Clearly, by the way she moved, Z'ress was drenched in power and female sexuality, such oozed from her the instant she breeched the door into the library. Her hair framed her smooth ashen features, imitating the fallen snow that blanketed the realm in a deep freeze. Those crimson eyes were stunning, while capable of captivating a room with the arachnid venom from one glance, her lips were stained a beautiful and deep crimson. Rarely, if ever, had Ceremon seen the woman smile in tone or expression. In physical aspect, she held the daunting and delicious curves given to her daughter, Aishani, though, her bosom was more womanly and full, especially in the plumpness captivated behind the corset that drew focus to her small waist and beautiful birthing hips, a skirt with slits up to the hips with the exposure of her luscious legs. She had a whip fixed to her hip that was cruel with strips of metal that held a wicked hooks on the end, all her attire held a reminiscent touch of a spider insignia.

Z'ress stopped no more than a few feet from the door, those piercing crimson eyes fixed upon him, expression enigmatic and calculating at the same time. "Hareavor, has shown them torture...I could be, mistaken, but we need information. They know now, what happens when crossing us. It is time to break them." Her words slithered past her lips in a sensual purr, meddled with a hiss. She tipped her chin a moment, running the pink tongue slowly across her polished lips.

Ceremon snapped a look in her direction his eyes cold and dark the green of his eyes barely even detectable now as his eyes met hers “She is my granddaughter, and while he is good at what he does there are limits to what I will allow” His voice was dark “While I admire your want to make men bow, here we do not, or rather I do not” His eyes glittered just for a moment in that last statement

“Try Hades, perhaps he will be more forthcoming in selling out your daughter for her execution” Ceremon look to Hareavor for a moment before he stood “Perhaps you and I should go speak with him, I wonder how he would react to a women he can’t intimidate”

Her crimson eyes remained fixed on Ceremon's with indifference, expression calm, almost as though it was chiselled from the very ice of a raging river hidden beneath. When she spoke her words were a hiss, full of that potent venom. "That is your weakness, Ceremon.  That little rat, squeals and cries for her father. She has such seeded love for him and faith...Twist it, use that against her to believe that he has abandoned her, make her favour you. But..." She added as an afterthought, turning, the shift of the fabric exposed those glorious stems and bare bottom beneath, her back him. "...I am sure, that a little...persuasion to Hades, may prove beneficial." Z'ress held her hand upwards with her palm down, a silent command for Ceremon to gather such and the two to go into the dungeons.  

Ceremon eyed her for a moment curious and frustrated all in the same “You do not know the sheer defiance of my granddaughter, she would never turn on her father even for the right price” Ceremon strode off down the hall and then down the stairway and into the cold hall that led to the cells.

“Hades however, well he may be a failed experiment but as you say he may be swayed, with the correct incentive” His eyes travelled over her body slowly, before he pulled himself to height and made his way to the cell that contained his son. As the door open Hades snapped back into the corner, his flesh discoloured from the assaults he had suffered from, a cough sent a spray of blood across the floor.

“Finally got bored of your dog been unable to get the job done?” Hades growled though the words carried little threat, Ceremon simply stood and looked 

The sound of her heels clicked mercilessly upon the floor in his wake, the stride itself speaking of unbridled strength and a demand to be respected. When the door was open and Hades moved to the back corner, her expression remained calm and eerily neutral, stepping further into the cell while holding a hand forward for Ceremon to remain in his position. Z'ress moved to stand before Hades, those hips powerful in the sway and it was more than clear that she was used to displaying her sensuality. "Do you find pain arousing, Hades? You are torment yourself for a female that is not of this realm and could very easily turn on you, your brother and your family, if she sees fit. You see, she is weak and will syphon the strength from those around her. Do you think, she will remain when the threat is removed?"

Hades raised his eyes to her just for a moment before another round of coughing sent blood spraying across the floor, as the pain subsided he raised his eyes

“I would apologise but not really my style, as for your daughter she isn’t my problem, my brother made a choice so anything that arises from that is on his head, though she didn’t look too much of a threat the last time I saw her. I’m also pretty sure she wouldn’t hesitate to lay her life down for him or Aerian, unlike say your pet asshole behind you, he would bury you if it served his purpose” Hades drew a rattled breath “Now if you don’t mind I need to rest, I doubt my niece will have given me up for dead just yet”

He sank back against the wall the pain finally taking him from consciousness, his breathing hard and broken

Z'ress tilted her head a slight, watching Hades as he spoke and then grew unconscious. The rise and fall of her shoulders, dictated her breathing, remaining calm and even. She neared the blood on the floor, while kneeling down and bending forward upon all fours, her tongue drug against the crimson stain on the cold surface. But, then soon after, straightened with a look to the unconscious Hades. "He is disgusting. I will heal him, what fun is it to have a broken toy to play with?" She fell silent for a moment, while closing her eyes, while her ruby polished lips began to flutter in an incantation, but, a hand pointed to Hades as a dark violet light erupted from her fingers to wrap around Hades like a webbing, throbbing before dissipating. "He needs to be bound again. That effect will heal him overtime, so I can work into his will...Hareover will not touch him. I will feed him and clean him.  Alert me when he is awake and the food is ready, he will either learn how patient I can be or exactly how I do so love to play rough..."

She turned on her heel, but, stopped when at Ceremon's side, glancing to him. "Have Hareover gather me a metal bucket and seven rats...Hades will eventually, learn, NEVER to cross me." Those cruel heels abused the floor beneath her, while her hips swayed to guide each delicious leg forward to her walk.

Ceremon could only smile at such a dark request “You know my son will not take kindly to be treated like a common servant, nor will he take kindly to him not been the one to handle the torture, the boy does love such a thing” With that he shrugged and made his way down the hall, eying the door to Aerians cell for a moment.

“Perhaps he will bend, but as for break? That will be interesting to see” Ceremon unlocked the door and stepped in the scream echoed down the hall as the terror simply tore from Aerian before she shrank into the corner, her eyes bright emerald green but her body showed similar signs to Hades

“You don’t deserve us” Aerian snarled coldly “Don’t preach family when you serve your own interests, I pray my father finds the strength to finally end you”

Ceremon merely shrugged “He has been unable to do so for so long, he is weak my child, he will always remain so, and I assure you he is not coming for you, I suspect he doesn’t even know you are missing, but  do want you to meet a dear friend of mine”

Z'ress appeared indifferent to his comment on behest of Hareavor, stopping in the grizzly corridor for him to leave the room. She then walked with him to Aerian's cell, remaining just outside and when Ceremon made the pretence of an introduction, the click of her heels was heard upon her entry.

"Poor creature..." She whispered softly, this was cold with viperous intent, those crimson eyes fixed on Aerian. "You know, all this pain can end. Everyone, serves their own interests in the end, Aerian, that does include your father. Consider this, just for a moment. He is in a nice warm bed, oblivious of the pain and torment that you are undergoing right at this very moment. Possibly even fucking my daughter until she can't see straight. Such a pitiful creature she is, so weak and pathetic, always finding those in strength to protect her...because, she can't herself. I should have ended her life the moment her first breath. But, now, we are at an impasse. You are much more impressive than her." Z'ress moved to stand before Ceremon. "Get me warm water and a cloth, Ceremon. I will tend to her wounds personally, she deserves more than this. Food as well, possibly starving. Mouldy bread and cheese will not do for your...granddaughter." She then neared Aerian, crouching with splayed fingers supporting her, caressing Aerian's cheek. "Do you want this all to end, my darling?"

Aerian looked up through the dirt on her face she remained as indifferent as she could manage “My father may be a lot of things, weak to some” She eyed Ceremon darkly “A hero to others, but he has never once abandoned me, the only regret I have now is it’s his softness that stopped me putting an arrow through both your heads” Her words snapped darkly “But really how can you end this? How do you ease the pain of been violated because your …. Because someone sees you as a plaything as a toy to tortured? Or because you lost someone so dear that every fucking breath hurts? Or because you can’t have someone you want? I doubt that even you can help you have to have a heart to even begin to figure it out”

Aerian swallowed awkwardly “He could have stopped it, he chose not, I wont trust anyone in this place” as she spoke she drew her knees awkwardly to her chest “He knows I will die before I do”

“Stubborn as ever Aerian, sadly Hare does as he will, even the gods cannot control him, had I left the means to do so I would have ended up with another Hades on my hands and that wont do” Ceremon snapped back coldly

“At least Uncle H has a heart” Aerian bit back darkly

“We will see about that!” Ceremon snarled as he strode from the room waiting in the hallway

Z'ress tilted her head to the side, hair as pure as freshly fallen snow, not acknowledging Ceremon in his outburst, nor the spat between relations. She then caressed upon Aerian's cheek a slight more, her skin was as cold as the frigid weather outside, just as cruel. Her crimson eyes fixed upon Aerian, slowly she shook her head. 

"Those, my darling, are trials in life. You are wrong, though, I have lost and suffered with every breath I take. I want someone but cannot have them, too many obstacles in my way. We all have various differences in our own, it is what doesn't kill us that makes us stronger. But, I can accommodate, would you accommodate me. Words, mean nothing to you in this state, so allow me to prove this to you. Behave and you will be treated well; misbehave...you will not be treated so well." 

Abruptly, Aerian felt the pressure of both, Z'ress's hands upon the side of the temple, then the venomous drip of her whisper beside her ear. "Do not discredit me. Ceremon has a soft spot for you, I do not. So, do not push me and I will tend to you." She pressed her lips against Aerian's ear in a kiss, but, then Aerian felt a tingling throughout her body, as though caressed in the sun during spring and a throbbing to state of her healing. "I will return to check on your healing process and feed you, something other than the disgusting slop, I am sure...IF they have. Consider my words, my darling." Z'ress then was facing her, leaning in to press her lips against Aerian's with the slip of her slick muscle, although, brief. Straightening, she rose and turned, leaving the cell without another word, nor glance to the red head.

Once the tormented hinges groaned to close the cell behind them, Z'ress glanced to Ceremon with a shift of her eyes and never her body. "Hareavor touches her. I will kill him. He will ruin my plans."

“He may consider that a challenge” His words came almost jovially as they walked back through the hall and up into the library, he turned to face her his eyes soft or as soft as a serial pyschos could appear “She will not turn, even with Hares abuse she has never turned on him, she is very good at what she does, be careful with her Z’ress” 

His words were level and yet carried that faithful truth that once in while he was capable of “They are unaware of her disappearance, but when Kane learns of it, he will come and he will come in force, we cannot hold of the Dentarian Army, those we have around us are kept by fear and and warmth of the castle but they will not die willingly for us save a few, your time is limited so work quickly” And with that he seated himself at the desk of books “I will keep hare away from Aerian I cannot promise the same for Hades”

Z'ress remained silent, as always her heels heard in her wake, speaking of her presence beside him. Her posture was proper with shoulders squared back and held with pride, dignity. The power in her essence was nearly smothering when they made way into the library, idly, she moved to look over a few books, a fingertip caressing over the binding in her sultry stroll.

"Do not...rush me, Ceremon." Those words dripped with venom laced malice. "I already gathered that the little rat is capable of weaselling out of any situation, unfortunately for her. Gained trust would not work on either, if Hareavor plays with EITHER of them. He has a palm and can rape any woman outside these walls. Surprised you don't have slaves. You know for a fact, that Kane is not en-route now? I know, if I was in the situation that Aishani placed herself in, I would not take an army. Too large and noisy. No...I don't trust it."

“It’s far too messy to have women around here, you have for yourself seen the damage my boy does to them, the last …. Well, it took days to clean the room after he was done, sadly he is far too good at what he does. I wonder how long before Kane or indeed Hades puts a blade through him” Ceremon shrugged softly “Still that’s cost for turning humans into us, leave their morals intact and I get Hades take them away and I’m left with Hareavor, maybe next time I’ll try for a balance”

“Providing I don’t kill them first” Hareavor spat as he walked back into the library “The little bitch is claiming she cannot be touched, which is not what we agreed” He eyed Ceremon his glare ice cold there was nothing in his eyes but anger and a deep cold pit “She will lead us right into the heart of Dentarius I just need a little more time”

“You will leave her be” Ceremon growled “And Hades for the moment, they need time to heal, we cannot have them dying before winters end”

“If they’re not dead by winters end we will be, you know he will bring the force …” Hareavors voice trailed off “You want him to come?” It was half realisation half a thought out loud “The winter would likely kill him during the trek here, you could take Dentarius with no resistance”

“Sadly not, even if he dies the fields stay in place, we cannot take the mansion without those down and that requires Elcarus blood” Hare was about to point out the obvious “Not yours, nor mine we were not born there our power is not rooted there”

“Neither was the little bitch” Hareavor snapped

“No but her father was, I can all but imagine it will work the same way, Z’ress will tend to their interrogation for now, you will double the guards outside, and replace the ones that die, we need to keep our eyes and ears open” Ceremon waved Hareavor off who simply stormed from the room muttering and cursing both Z’ress and his father.

“The boy has a temper pay him no mind, his insults are mere words to us” Ceremon spoke over his rant loud enough for Hareavor to catch as he left.

Z'ress turned when Hareavor entered the library, tipping her chin in a slight jut. The movement of her tongue rolling beneath her plush polished lips was heard in a soft click at the suction in the roof of her mouth. Her crimson eyes were focused on Hareavor when the ice slipped from his tone, the chill in his voice and the anger apparent. When Ceremon turned his focus to her, Z'ress was leaning over his chair with a hand on his open book and curled at the back of his chair. Those eerie eyes remained solid and fixed on him, as though, peering deeply into him.

"He means nothing to me." She hissed, dipping close to Ceremon's ear in a whisper. "Hareavor is not broken...a wild stallion to run loose and cause chaos. That was your mistake in his creation. Do NOT go soft, that is the weakness others will feast upon." The warm moisture of Z'ress's breath prickled upon his lobe and neck. "I will now go check on the food, then tend to each." She dipped down to glide the warmth of her slick tongue from the collar of his neck to his lobe, then straightened to leave the library.

Ceremon actually looked stunned for a moment by her act as he slid from the chair to catch her wrist, his hand wrapped around her wrist with enough force to block her attempt to leave “I have not gone soft in the five centuries I’ve been around, I generally do as I please and the results may not be pretty but they are effective” his voice was low and dark “Now you and I agreed we would work to a common goal to deal with your daughter, I did not expect my children to become part of the equation, however now they are they will be eliminated and will take my mansion back, make no mistake that is my end goal”

His hand drew her to him they cold grey of his eyes settled on hers “And you can return to your world and dominate the men like you are so used to, but here you are as I an equal in all things I will not be treated like a child Z’ress” He grazed his fangs against her neck slowly “I like you don’t make me regret that”

Z'ress tipped her chin a slight while not offering defiance in his catch and interruption from her procession to the entry of the library, spun to face him, ashen features calm and ruby lips glistening with life against the reflection of the lighting in the room. Succulent and captivating. She lifted a finger, wagging it at him while clicking her tongue in a tsk-tsk. "Then do not act like a child, my viper." She hissed, angling her head to the side while offering him open terrain on her satin flesh.  "All I have heard when it comes to conversations between your family, is disagreement and yapping. Take those reigns as the patriarch...rule over them, this is beyond love, such a word doesn't exist in my vocabulary. Then accept me for the challenge I am, Ceremon, my viper, bite back."