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Author Topic: Never Have I Ever  (Read 435 times)

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Never Have I Ever
« on: Nov 02, 18, 11:06:56 PM »
Elenor had spoken to Cassius several days ago about the possibility of him taking her Ward through her Virgin Night. Shadya assured her that he was stable enough to and Judiah had promised her that he had the training and experience to do the job well. The Prince had seemed perfectly willing and Elenor had been ready to leave it at that until she heard about his little freakout in the garden from Danyal when he had scented the young Queen’s blood.

Virgin Nights tended to have blood. Virgin Nights with Queens tended to have Queen’s Blood, and Elenor was not about to let Sarina get spooked by her first experience with sex, not with how uptight she already was. El had pondered the issue for several days, then had made a simple executive decision.

It was ten in the evening, well after the workday was over when she walked to the door of Cassius’s room with a bottle of Arak in one hand and one of her pockets filled with the ‘special’ bread that Kiarian liked so much as well as a few other things. She knocked and waited for him to open the door before smiling up at the insanely pretty man and holding up the bottle. “Want a drink? I’d like to talk about a few things and could stand to unwind after the day I’ve had. If it’s not a convenient time, I can go. You’re not obliged to let me in, but if you’d like some company, I could use some.”

SHe made sure to phrase her request so that he could turn it away. The last thing Cassius needed was to feel trapped or cornered into anything. When he chose to let her in, Elenor stepped into the room and her eyes caught on a sketchbook and several drawings pinned on the walls. Her face burst into a wide smile.

“Those are beautiful Cassius. Did you know I draw too? I did as much as I could afford paper for while I was on my own. These are amazing!” She was bouncing on the tips of her toes as her eyes roamed over each of the drawings, then moved to his face. “But I didn’t come here to just talk about drawings as much as I could for hours. I came here for some company and to see if you were still up to taking Sarina through her Virgin Night after what happened the other day and to offer… any help I can to make it easier for you.”

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #1 on: Nov 05, 18, 11:09:15 PM »
Cassius had retreated to his room after a long day of healing with Shadya. His shirt lay folded neatly on the chair next to his bed and his muscled frame was pushed up against his bedframe. His fingers held a pencil, journaling the days thoughts and adventures. He was beginning to wonder if he would show them to Precious after all, his uncertainty of her reaction at seeing him weighing on his mind.

A knock on the door caused the Prince to look up and tense instinctually. He nearly floated his shirt back over, but Judiah had repeated to him that he should not hide the scars layers his shoulders and back. He should simply embrace them as a feature that could allure and intrigue. Cassius did not know if he believed this, but he let his shirt stay where it was and told the Queen she could come in. He did not say anything to her, intent on waiting for her to make the first move, as most slave’s did.

He didn’t have to wait long. A small smile slid over his face at her compliment.

“Thank you, Lady. It’s just something I’ve picked up over the decades, something to keep me occupied.” …while he waited for his Master’s orders. “I’d love to see your work some time. I’ve never spoken to another artist before...not that I would really consider myself one.” It felt strange for Cassius to use that word. He was a slave, a courtesan, a whore. Anything else was just kindling. But, perhaps, not anymore…The Prince shifted slightly and quirked an eyebrow up as Elenor continued.

Cassius ran his golden eyes over the Opal Queen. If one was to comment from afar, they might say that they looked within the woman’s mind, within her desires. This Cassius was far different than the one Elenor had removed the collar from—his back was straight, his Green causing the air to feel warm, his gaze heavy but alert. “You are free to test my services if you are worried I will fail Lady Sarina. My Masters always let the parents test my skill before I performed a Virgin Night. I understand how nerve-wracking it is, especially with a Queen.” He paused, his full lips touching together, moistening. His face was unreadable. “I usually develop a different approach with each woman based on her desires, so I’m afraid my approach to you and Lady Sarina would be quite different.”

The Prince stayed on the bed, not moving.

Elenor was commanding. A Queen trying to contain emotions that would simply not be contained, a witch searching, grasping for any means of power besides the obvious—fear—sometimes pushed aside, but never ignored, never alone, never too vulnerable. Never without the lives of her males at the corners of her busy mind.

Bondage. Submission. Play.

Cassius diagnosed her as he had hundreds of others. The opposite ends of the spectrum, force and laughter. Thrill and fun. He wondered what his own Queen would like. What she would expect of him. The Prince paused, uncertain about a woman’s sexual preferences for the first time in a long while and hating that fact. 

Cassius snapped his journal shut and vanished it, moving so he sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her. “Is that what you would like to do, Elenor, or did you want to talk?”

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #2 on: Nov 05, 18, 11:43:59 PM »
Elenor's face flushed as she noticed him studying her. He was pretty, something hard to ignore these days, but something about Cassius had always... weirded her out. Well, not about Cassius exactly. It was the same thing Lilyan did, that bone-deep artificial desire to serve and say what they thought the 'right thing' was. It was like... talking to her made up friends while in the woods, or a rock. They had been told for so long that they were not a person that the objectification just... clung, even after the collar had been removed. It made her sad and angry but mostly it just made her queasy.

"I'm not here to 'test your services' Cassius. I'm here to make sure that you're going to be alright doing this, and that it's not going to add to the damage you've already endured in your life. It's a favor you can say no to, not a command. I'm not your Queen and you are not beholden to me in any way. The aid we've given doesn't require repayment, I need you to understand that. It was given freely and I'm only sorry that we were not able to get everyone out." That still weighed on her. Really, it was Elenor who owed him, not the other way around, though that would likely sound as alien to this man as his point of view did to her.

"All I'm here for is a drink, a talk, and if you feel like you would benefit from it, some exposure to a Queen and to a Queen's blood before anything is finalized with Sarina. I'm not concerned about your skill. Judiah vouches for you and that's all the proof I need, but I am worried about your contentment and peace of mind. You might not serve me but you are under my protection right now and that means your wellbeing is my concern." She called in a pair of glasses and poured out two measures of the clear liquid, handing him one, then carefully set the bottle down.

"So is Lady Sarina's. If it's not going to be a good matchup because one or both of you is only doing this out of some sense of obligation than I'd much rather find someone else. She's a sweet girl and you're clearly much more than just a body to fuck." She gestured at the drawings to make her point. "I've watched you and I've seen the way you notice everything. Things that most people wouldn't look twice at you stop and ponder. Somehow, despite all the shit thrown your way, you've still got enough of a heart to touch Shadya's and sooth Judiah's and that tells me you're someone special. You've made two women I love dearly smile after I thought I'd never see them really smile again. That is... more precious than all the gold in the world to me and so I'd like to offer what help I can if you still agree to go through with this."

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #3 on: Nov 06, 18, 10:39:59 PM »
Cassius’ face remained unmoved.

“It might be given freely, but I want to repay it.” The words were sharp and pointed. This was something he was not going to compromise on. He had not with Shadya and he did not intend to with this Queen. He wanted to leave Pruul knowing that he had done everything he could to ensure he had paid the people back that had saved him.

The idea that these people would not let him sent a bit of fire into Cassius’ voice. “I have been traded and sold and kept for my entire life and I want to repay the gift you have given me with my own sweat and blood, damnit. I want to do that.” He was tired of being given things. He wanted to earn something. To feel like he could stand on his own two feet. “If an offer of sex in exchange for the debt is displeasing, I can offer my Jewels and my strength. All that that is anyway. You have long lived blood though, perhaps I will develop and you can call on it in a few decades.” They could bind their promise in blood. Cassius did not care, as long as he did not feel like the Queen was giving him something for nothing.

He took a deep breath and let his muscles relax, trying to recall why she was here at all. Oh yes. Sarina. Virgin Nights. Mhm. Cassius took Elenor’s glass of arak and stared at it, the pit of his stomach trembling. He knew, rationally, that the drink was not laced, but he couldn’t help but stare at it. He could not draw his eyes away from it for a long moment and he waited until the Queen sipped first. He would never again be drugged. Never again.

Luckily, Elenor was not one to stay silent, so he had much to distract the Queen from noticing his reticence. “My contentment? Peace of mind?” He laughed warmly, the sound washing over the Queen. It was very sweet that she cared. It made Cassius smile. “Thank you, Lady, but I’m afraid that is impossible.” What did he have to be content about? His freedom? No. He was stripped of any rights to his daughter and he was unsure if his Queen would even want to see him again. He was unsure if she was not better off without him. He had only ever caused her pain, broken her façade, made her grovel in front of Aurav. He had little without them.

But he kept those thoughts to himself.

“You offer sex as some great choice, but it isn’t. Is it a choice when the land is starving and you must feed it? Is it a choice when your male is hurting and you must comfort them? No. It is an obligation. I will do my duty to Lady Sarina, if not to repay our debt, than to ensure she survives intact. It is not an imposition. Sex is simple. One of the few things that is easy.” Everything else in his life was chaos. Pure and simple. Cassius was not so sure he was more than a body to fuck.

“I was just startled at her blood in the courtyard. Her Jewel is very similar to my Queen’s. Precious bled so much when we were together…I just…lost my grip for a moment. Nothing more.”

After Elenor, he took a tentative sip of the drink she had brought, his eyes widening at the taste.

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #4 on: Nov 07, 18, 12:09:09 AM »
Elenor was strangely pleased when his tone grew sharp and he stood his ground. The man they had taken from that horrible place would not have done that, he would have cowered and feared to offend her, but this man... Shadya had done an amazing job and that couldn't happen without the will of the patient being healed. It meant that Cassius still had something to live for, still had hopes and dreams and a road to walk down even if he still wasn't sure what those were.

That was a comforting thing to see and in a month of bad news, Elenor would take and scrap of good and hold on tight.

"Alright, Cassius. I won't fight you on this. If you want to repay our kindness you have the right to do so in a manner we both see fit. There is little I need now, except for this matter with Sarina, but you're right. Someday there may come a time when I do and if you have not found something to fulfill the debt by then, I'll ask." A shiver ran down her spine because that day might well be sooner than Elenor would wish. Shadya's ominous predictions had weighed heavy on the Queen for days and she couldn't help but feel as though she were running on borrowed time.

It made her want to stand up and leave, to run back to her office and work through the night and into tomorrow, but that wouldn't do anyone any good. She had already put in a twelve hour day today and it had been... two weeks since her last actual day off. Any more work and she'd be too exhausted to function. Once she had done this because she was trying to prove herself a good Queen and hadn't known how to delegate. Now... now there was simply that much work to be done. Every day was another crisis somewhere in the Sabbah Quarter, where the tight-packed people of two very different factions butted heads, or simply the challenges of a siege. She was holding open court as often as she could and making appearances all over the Quarter, trying to keep her feet on the ground and a visible presence among her people. Most days it left her so exhausted that far from wanting sex from Judiah, Elenor mostly just wanted to lie down, put her aching feet up, and whimper in her Consort's lap.

And yet all this work would likely be for nothing.

Yet out of all the things Cassius could have chosen as examples of obligations, he managed to chose the two that had never been. "Tending to the land and to my bonded is a privilege and pleasure, not an obligation. Most days, it's the only pleasure I let myself indulge in. While I can't say I understand why you would see sex that way, because I don't know that I'll ever be able to truly fathom the life you lead, I suppose it makes sense."

Then... then,

Precious bled so much when we were together…I just…lost my grip for a moment. Nothing more.

Elenor's eyes squeezed shut. "I'm sorry, Cassius. I'm sorry you and your Queen had to go through that. What was done to you two... it's a perversion of something that should be safe and beautiful. I promise, as soon as we can safely get people out of the city and I get word that she's ready, we'll get you to her. In the meantime perhaps... there is still mail going in and out of the city. I am sending a letter to Dena Nehele soon and if you wanted to include something for her I can add it to the package. I'm not sure it will reach her - the people caring for her rehabilitation might think it's too soon - but I'm sure it would be kept in trust for the day she is ready. I know you have no reason to trust them but I can tell you that the man who is helping her also helped me in a time of great need and I have great faith in him and his Queen."

Elenor looked down at her glass, swirling the contents around, then took another sip. She still felt incredibly guilty for what had happened at Aurav's villa. Her actions had been impulsive and had put lives at risk. Yes, her mind had been teetering on the verge of madness, but that wasn't relevant when compared to so much pain. She should have either stayed calm or killed the bastard and instead, he lived. At least somehow the Red Queen had managed to end up with Jeremiah and Riley and not in the clutches of that Priestess. That and Cassius's recovery were the only balm over that guilt.

She took another swallow then looked up at him. "I'll trust that you speak the truth and that you'll be fine with Sarina, as long as you promise me that if you have any doubts you'll come talk to me. I'd like to schedule the ceremony within the next few weeks. I know it's on the early side for her but she's itching for the experience and with any luck you won't be here in Pruul for all that much longer." At that, she raised her cup in a quiet toast, a little prayer to the Darkness that maybe the news would come soon that the path between him and his Queen was clear of obstacles. "In the meantime, let me know if you and Judiah want any... uninterrupted time. She might be my Consort and I might have a bad habit of just sort of walking into her room unannounced in the middle of a sentence but I definitely don't want to get in the way of anything," Elenor smiled shyly. She wasn't sure what was going on there. Was this just a close friendship from before Pruul, or was Cas helping balm the wound of Fin's departure for her dear friend? While there was a part of the Queen that would always be furious at anything that kept Fin and Judiah apart she was self-aware enough to realize it wasn't her place. They had introduced her to love, they had shown her what was possible, and seeing them so far apart hurt almost as much as Tavar's distance from Elenor, but she would never fault either of them in finding what comfort they could. Life had been too cruel already.


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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #5 on: Nov 25, 18, 09:52:12 PM »
"The people caring for her rehabilitation might think it's too soon…”

The expression on the male’s face did not change, but his heart fell. Elenor was right, he had caused his Queen so much pain, so much damage. Cassius could count the number of times he had truly made her smile on both hands. Mother Night had separated them for a reason. Maybe the Darkness had decided their bond had been a mistake after all.

“No…no I don’t want to send her a letter. She deserves some time without me.” Maybe she could focus on herself. Maybe she could find another male, one that had not failed her so many times. That thought hurt the male, made him want to tear up all his drawings of the woman on the spot, but years of training kept him calm.

“Maybe…maybe we should not let her know I am free at all.” The words slipped out, unbidden, and Cassius chided himself for letting his thoughts go so freely. If this was anyone else, they could take advantage of that doubt and twist it into a knife. He sighed. “I just mean that…” He did not know how to phrase it exactly. “I am not good for her. She deserves a better male.” The Prince thought truer words had never been said. So he raised his glass to that and took the entire drink in one gulp, coughing loudly, the alcohol swimming through his system. It was only his dark jewel that kept it from fogging his mind yet.

He was glad Elenor changed the subject. In truth, he did not want to speak of Precious. He had gone through a long session with Shadya today and reliving the trauma had been enough for one day. Cassius ran a hand over his face, trying to rub the pressure points at the outer edges of both eyes. “A few weeks is fine. All I will need is a paintbrush, salt, a candle, and some water for the ceremony.”

He did not elaborate.

At Elenor’s words, Cas wondered if the Queen was trying to politely tell him to let Judiah fuck her in peace. He had been in the witch’s room far too much. “Oh, no, Lady. I am the one intruding on you two. I’m sorry. If you ever wish me to leave, don’t hesitate to tell me. I just feel…safe…with Judiah. Master gave me to her briefly for training and we grew quiet close. She certainly knows her way around a riding crop.” Cassius tilted his head and surveyed the Queen. “Has she ever shown you her vibration Craft?” The Prince smiled wide, taking another sip of the drink while his chiseled chin rested softly in his hands. “I can’t help but feel there is so many things Pruulians would be delighted to learn from her.”

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #6 on: Nov 25, 18, 10:16:33 PM »
Elenor listened and wanted to wince at the words he said about his Queen and the pain she sensed there. She had once believed that Bonds could be wrong. What other explanation could there have been for her and Matin? But the more Bonds she found, the more she explored the ones she had, the more Elenor had to conclude was that there was no such thing as an incorrect Heartbond, only people too broken or unable or unwilling to find the truer purpose in it.

Cas and his Queen had millennia to sort that out, but if Elenor could help in any way, she would. "If you ever want or need someone to talk to about her, please feel free to come to me. I do know a thing or two about Bonds given that I have... several. Each is very different. But I don't think you want to talk about that." It was written clearly in his body language and the way he downed the whole of his drink, prompting Elenor to refill both their glasses.

Oh, no, Lady. I am the one intruding on you two.

Elenor waved her hand vaguely. "Oh Darkness no. Seriously! Judiah isn't keen on sleeping alone these days but that means I usually feel horrid on nights I have someone else over or just want some alone time. It's a comfort to know she has some other companionship and my relationship with her has always been... at it's best when there were others involved on her end. If not it's a little unbalanced. It's hard not to be enamored by Judiah Vidanic."

She took another long swallow of the burning liquid, then nearly sprayed it out her nose as she turned beet red. "Ah... once or twice. It was... quite the experience."

It had been. Even just remembering that first night had her breathing a little hard, but then she grinned at Cassius and leaned back a little, pulling one of her legs up under her in a fairly undignified and casual posture. "I say that all the time too. She was my first, you know. Spoiled me something fierce. It's hard to go back once you've sampled her particular delights. Though... riding crops? What's that about?"

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« Reply #7 on: Nov 25, 18, 10:36:40 PM »
“Yes…yes it is. She even slipped under my careful guard.” Cassius smiled wide, thinking of the face of his friend. “This might be a surprise, but I don’t make friends very easily. Many people that think they are my friends, but few that actually are.” And Judiah was one of them, carefully hidden away so that she could not be used against him.

Taking another sip, Cassius was beginning to feel the beginning of the alcohol take the edge off of his stress. “You are trying to get me drunk, aren’t you?” The Prince laughed at the Queen and called in a music crystal. It was the only one he owned and he had stolen it from a drunk client. It had the most lively jazz though. The beating he might have received would have been a small price to pay.

It played gently in the background as they talked. “Mmm. I’m sure it was. I’ve often wondered what it feels like for a woman. It isn’t quite the same for males.” Sensation very rarely got too much that he wanted to scream. Women, on the other hand, experienced that often. It was fascinating.

“Your first?” Cassius raised his eyebrow and toasted her for that. “I can’t imagine the full force of Judiah Vidanic on an inexperienced witch. Mother Night bless you.” It must have been a wonderful time. The Prince did not like to think of his own first encounter with sex, because it had been so unpleasant, but that’s why he tried to make every Virgin Night he did so special.

A mischievous glint came into his eye as she asked about the riding crop. He thought that would interest her. “I’ve been a pleasure slave since the beginning, never used for anything else, but a lot of my early skill was self-taught. I was traded to a few Red Moon houses when I was younger, but just for some one-off lessons here and there, so I had a few holes in my training. One of them was pain. I never much liked it, even playfully.” It was not something one could just learn on their own if they didn’t have an inclination towards it, Cassius thought. He had needed Judiah to fill in the gaps for him.

“So I spent a good deal of time with Mistress Judiah—an agonizingly hot leather-clad version of the Judiah you know.” Fuck she had been hot. “She was tasked with teaching me the pleasure within pain.” He traced the rim of his glass thoughtfully.

“Riding crops are rather fun. It’s all about the anticipation really. The thrill of it. Has she never shown you that?”

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #8 on: Nov 25, 18, 10:53:41 PM »
Elenor's smile widened. "I'm always trying to get drunk or get someone drunk, or so say those tasked to keep up with me. They say I'm trouble but I don't know... I prefer to think of myself as someone who just knows how to let go and relax on the rare occasion that I don't have something to do or somewhere to be. Today, that's here and now, but please feel free to say 'enough' at any time and I'll pour myself back to my room. I promise I'm trying to get myself drunk just as much as I'm trying to get you drunk."

She refilled both cups again because they were somehow empty again, head nodding in time to the pleasant music. "This is lovely. I've always liked music, mostly because I almost never heard it while I was on my own. Music is fucking expensive."

Elenor inclined her head to the side at his musings. "It's certainly pleasant, being a woman. Not that I know what it feels like to be a man other than in the most... basic of theories and with some toys. Judiah does very much enjoy a hard cock, whether living or... artistic." That, also, had been an excellent few days, though after they left the desert there had been fewer and fewer nights spent together. "But yes, it was a... revelation. I was nearly two hundred by that point so one could say I was a little pent up."

His story was sad to contemplate but also interesting, just as Judiah's stories were. Living with a courtesan for over a year now had given Elenor plenty to wonder about, and yet she had only ever known Judiah here and now, right in front of her was someone who had known her before Fin. Perhaps he would be willing to share a story or two.

Especially about the side of Judiah he was talking about now.

"A little, not a lot. She's always been very careful with me... perhaps too careful, really. I like pain, always have, and adrenaline is... definitely my thing, much to the annoyance of all my Bonded. How exactly is a crop even used? Like, what's the point? A smack is mostly just for the sting, but that seems like it would have a sensual component too?"


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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #9 on: Nov 26, 18, 12:08:17 AM »
“Yes, it is. I have lived with nothing but extravagantly wealthy people though.” Who else could own a slave? “So I’ve been rather fortunate to hear a great variety of music at their fancy parties.” He was usually too busy giving a male head or crouched between a woman’s knees to really enjoy it, but as he had gotten better at pleasure craft, Cassius had been able to multitask. Most people said no one could do two things well, but the woman that moaned on the other end of his lips might beg to differ.

“If I go back to Hayll, maybe I can get you a crystal. I stole this one actually.” Cassius covered his mouth with his hand, hiccupping a the same time. “Oh, Darkness, I didn’t mean to say that.” He laughed, his stomach working up and down as he did. That could have gotten him beaten before. Now? Now it just felt…almost…exciting. No one could punish him with the barest of Craft for the act. “I stole lots of things actually. Mainly silverware strangely enough.” He smiled, laying back on the bed for a moment, remembering. Cassius had felt so alive then. Like he actually owned something or had made a choice all his.

He sat back up as El continued, Cassius leaning closer as he drank more. He was not the best with personal space to begin with. “Oh, I know. She used a variety of different sized toys on me. I always told her she never got it quite right. There is just a magic about it actually being attached to you.” Cassius winked. “Wow. You were two hundred years old and still a Virgin?” The Prince blinked, in disbelief. “I’ve had 64 more years of practice than you and I’m not even half your age! You must have been REALLY ready.” Cassius sent a wisp of Craft towards her, the strand ruffling her hair and sliding down her neck, likely causing chills.

That boggled the Prince’s mind.

200?

200?!?

He would have to tell Precious that. He wondered if his own daughter would wait that long.

Pausing, Cassius looked over the Queen and decided to just lay it on her. “Well, it depends. A crop is used by the person that wields it if they are a sadist or just a dominant in my experience. They use it because they either like eliciting screams or they like the way it can ensure submission. A crop is used on someone that derives pleasure from the sting of pain. Picture the feeling of someone pulling your hair or just barely cutting your breath off. It’s exciting right? Dangerous? It causes you to get wet or hard just thinking about what it means. What comes next. If you are good. Sex. Pleasure. Or more pain. That is the anticipation I’m talking about. It is the same with a crop, but the pain is more intense. I’d show you if I had one.”

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #10 on: Nov 26, 18, 12:21:22 AM »
Elenor could feel the relaxing, dizzying effects of the booze now and she decided it was too much work to be sitting up in a chair, so she slid down onto the carpet and sprawled out a little, leaning her back up against the bedside table as they talked. "I stole a shitton of stuff too. Mostly food but sometimes books. Never thought of stealing silverware but should have, that would have come in handy to pawn off. Honestly, though, I usually felt super bad and would go back a few years later and leave money for the people I stole from. Unless they were assholes. Stealing from assholes is perfectly acceptable."

His dumbfounded look made her giggle and she buried the sound in another swallow of Arak. "Mhm. Two hundred, or, well, just about. Haven't hit the big Two-oh-oh yet, but I will in a couple years. But yeah, I was about ready to explode. Well, I did, technically, on my Virgin Night, but luckily the guy who was with us had fast reflexes. Otherwise BOOM." She made an exaggerated gesture with her hand, remembering only at the last second that she was holding a glass with liquid in it and having to lean precariously to one side to save it. "Wow I forget every time how strong this stuff is."

She had just returned to sitting up straight when a brush of Craft down her neck made her shiver and squint at the Prince. "Tease." She accused, then stuck out her tongue at him. His explanation made her shiver again and squirm a little, curiosity definitely piqued. "Hmm... I might have to borrow Vee's crop at some point then. She usually whacks me with it when I'm not in the right position when riding and it hurts like a bitch. Never fails to make me grin like an idiot which annoys the fuck out of her, let me tell you. What's your favorite thing Judiah showed or taught you, then?"

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #11 on: Jan 09, 19, 11:14:23 PM »
“Really? A Queen stealing? Why ever would you need to do that?” Cassius looked at the Queen curiously. He had assumed Precious’ situation was unique. That most Queens had males around them and Courts and luxury. There was a reason Aurav kept his Queen’s caste hidden after all. Someone might take her and force her into a Court. Or…wasn’t that how it worked? Cassius did not know anything beyond what Cat had smuggled him about Queens or Courts. “I used the silverware to make small roses for my Queen. She liked to sleep with them.” The Prince smiled down at his hands and took a small sip. That was one of his most cherished memories and he had spoken about it without his head hurting one bit.

Progress was good, even small steps.

Taking another sip, Cas raised his eyebrows at the Queen and smirked. “Oh, I haven’t started to tease yet.” The Queenling would be squirming in her seat, her eyes roaming over his body, if he was truly teasing. He liked this game though, so he resisted applying more Craft to her. No need to use it when his words could get her just as worked up. It was fun speaking of something else besides his healing as well.

At her question, the Prince paused and stretched backwords, raising his head to think carefully. There were many answers he could give. “Sexually? She showed me how to hone my seduction craft so finely that it could be a weapon. It could be so intense that it would send people to the ground. Begging. Screaming. Unable to move or think or breathe. I didn’t even have to touch them either.” Cassius smiled, sharp and directed, at Elenor. “Personally? She showed me what another life could look like, perhaps if I had been born another person.” He could have easily had a real family at her Red Moon house.

“What is your favorite thing Judiah has showed you?”

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #12 on: Jan 10, 19, 12:00:18 AM »
Flowers made out of silverware. What an odd, entirely charming concept. Elenor could only imagine how much something like that must have meant to his Queen and not for the first time thanked whatever powers had guided the Red Jeweled woman into Jeremiah Mercer’s path. He would look after her until her Bonded male could do so, and then, she had no doubt, he’d watch over them both. “I would have done anything to have something handmade by one of my Bonded when I was growing up. One died in the Purge when I was three and I can’t even remember him, the other died protecting me right after my Birthright and I never even got his name. I took some of his things because I had nothing but I had to sell them all within the year for food and shelter.” She sighed, her whole shoulders slumping. “So yeah, after that money was gone… had to steal. Got pretty good at it too after a while because, well… back then people never would have let a Queen go free if they had caught me and I would have rather starved out in the woods then ended up… well, I don’t have to tell you. You lived through the worst of it from what I’ve gathered. It might not have been as bad as that but it could have been so I never took the chance until… here.”

Looking up at him she waved her hand, banishing the talk of darker days in both their pasts, “Pruul sucks ass in many ways but it is a good place for fresh starts.”

Her eyebrows rose up her face as he claimed not to have started to tease yet despite the very clear Craft that had been playing over her body. “You and I have a very different definition of tease, then. Not that I mind. Despite getting my fill these days two centuries of being touch-starved leave their mark. It’s nice to just… be in my body around people without being terrified. Arak helps.” She added, raising her glass once more and knocking back another shot. Because fuck it. She was already well on her way to being drunk, might as well go with the flow.

“Judiah’s been holding out on me,” Elenor said with a giggle but then more seriously she studied Cas, “but I get that. The whole other life thing. A little while ago she mentioned that had I not been a Queen and she had found me sooner that she would have found a place for me in her House and it… It was nice. Like, I know it’s just a thing to say but I think I would have liked a life like that. Better than this one for sure. It sounds… peaceful, in a way and it wouldn’t even have mattered that I’d lost my family because she would have been family and that… that would have been enough.”

She sighed and considered his question in return. “My favorite thing? Well, I’ll break it down like you did. Sexually, well, that’s hard since most I learned has been at her hands but I did really like how she gives massages and she’s been teaching me a little. I think I’m going to be able to combine it with some of the Craft I’m really good at. I always find sex so much more enjoyable when one is fully relaxed. Emotionally it’s gotta be just… touch. That all touch can be good and intimate and pleasant. I like just lying with her nearly as much as when we’re fucking. Judiah is just… magic. Real magic, not Craft, the kind that isn’t tied to Jewels and the best part is it’s contagious. I feel like everything she teaches me just… keeps going, passing from me to those I give my love to and outwards from there in this neverending web of good that I don’t understand but want to. I feel like if Queens could figure out half of what Judiah does naturally the world would just be fixed. Not that everyone agrees. My Steward fucking hates. Still, politics aside she’s amazing.”

Elenor’s wistful expression softened into a silly, loving smile as she thought of her Consort, then her eyes drifted back to Cas. “Oh, and I also really like the way she taught me how to kiss. I thought a kiss was just a kiss before Judiah but nooooooooo, it’s a fucking artform with that woman. I swear she puts more thought and effort into each kiss than most people put into a whole marathon fuckfest.”

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #13 on: Feb 09, 19, 12:08:44 AM »
“Yes, I think Judiah likes to collect broken things. I think it makes her feel whole.” Most of her girls, while very talented, had aching histories. While Cassius had not volunteered anything about himself to the women and men, they had nevertheless told him about their pasts. The Prince thought the girls liked talking for once, instead of lying on their backs and listening.

He couldn’t fathom that feeling. Even now, as he only shared a small bit about himself, the Prince felt odd. Like he was going to regret it, like every word might be turned into a barb and redirected at him or his Queen. So he took some comfort in listening to the Queen’s long answers. He didn’t smile, but his golden eyes danced with interest. He was curious about this woman to tell the truth. He remembered her attack on Aurav and although he had never brought it up, it made him envious of her. Of her courage. Her leadership. Her drive. Cassius doubted he would ever have that. 

“Hmm. How interesting. I actually rather dislike touch. If I could get clients off without so much as brushing my hands through their hair—it was a great day.” Perhaps he had the opposite problem of Elenor then. He had been touched all his life, weather he wanted it or not. At some points, it overwhelmed him. That was one of the reasons he excelled at seduction craft.

“Really? Out of everything, you liked her kissing?” Cassius paused and took a drink. What a simple response. One he had not expected. “I don’t even remember her kisses, but we were focused on some rather…advanced positions.” The Prince smiled, remembering the large chunk of the roof that had come down on top of them when their swing broke free from the plaster. Any thought of kissing was washed away in their laughter.

“Show me.”

Cassius leaned forward, his eyes open as he stopped inches from the Queen’s face. “Let’s see if you’re a good student.” He smiled, his skin pulling over his defined cheek bones. The man’s breath tickled the Queen’s chin, subtle Craft employed to give it the smell of a hint of mint. "I'd you're good, maybe I'll show you my massages. Judiah said they even made her quiver."

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Re: Never Have I Ever
« Reply #14 on: Feb 09, 19, 02:44:00 AM »
It was a challenge. Elenor narrowed her eyes at him, though a smile danced on his lips as much for the pleasure at the game as for the enjoyment of seeing Cassius, who tended to be so careful to not make his presence felt, make a bold move. It very much made Elenor want to step up to the line he drew if for no other reason than to demonstrate that nothing bad would happen for acting a little more like a free man.

And of course there was the matter of proving that Judiah really was a phenomenal teacher. What kind of student would she be if she were not willing to do that?

Her fingers reached forward first to trail gently down the side of his face. Cas’s jaw was angular but smooth, reminiscent of Fin’s more than that of the average Pruulian. Funny how even though Eyriens and Hayllians tended to hate each other there were really so many similarities. She waited to see if there would be any miniscule flinch, any indication at all that his words were just route, just a habit to fall back on in an uncomfortable situation. He had not given her permission to use her Touch on him so she did not, but since he was quite blatantly using Seduction Craft on her, Elenor felt reasonably sure a little bit of her own special flavor of it would not be unacceptable. She kept it light and obvious though, a knock on his emotional door not a forced entry. It wasn’t like entering the mind where there were barriers in place like rings in an onion, no… emotions were like rivulets of water, pooling on the surface of the self and flowing inward below the level of thought. Elenor had learned to divert and direct these currents over time. It wasn’t a studied thing like her Black Widow lessons. There had been no one to show her, only trial and error as she tried her best to go unnoticed by those around her. She had learned to quell suspicion, to redirect curiosity, to clear the path for focus on things that were not her.

In the last year, that almost unconscious ability had shifted in an altogether more wholesome direction. She’d found she could affect other emotions too: comfort, desire, calm, happiness and things she didn’t have a name for but that resonated deep within her soul and that of others.

It was satisfying to step into those rivers of emotion and help put them to right. The Hague and Tarazed Queens who had briefly mentored her had called it Emotional Healing but this wasn’t quite what she did now. She didn’t fix or change Cas, just… helped ease the load for a small moment in time so the good feelings could flow unimpeded by the bad.

The tips of her finger traveled back up, curling over the curve of his cheek only to brush over his brow and trail through his silky hair. It would be hard to deny that Elenor had a thing for the silky smooth dark hair of the long-lived. She enjoyed the tactile feeling of it against her skin then leaned in to close the gap between their lips.

Judiah had not been Elenor’s first kiss but it had been the first one that had been worth the pain of being honest with. She could still remember it, heated but restrained, perfect for the frightened, wound-up woman the Queen had been at that time. That had not been the time to explain the how-to of kissing but that day had come. It was on the night that had started their weekly tradition of wine and horrible dirty romance novels. Between rib-cracking bouts of laughter over some of the words the authors used for body parts and acts of lovemaking, Elenor had asked Judiah how she would describe the perfect kiss.

Two hours later Elenor had been a puddle and Judiah had not so much as moved out of her armchair or used a touch of Craft. Of course, after the explanation there had been quite a bit of vigorous moving but that was beside the point.

The lesson at the core of the whole lecture had been this:

There is no such thing as the perfect kiss for a person, only for a situation.

So now, with that sassy challenge and the bottle of Arak with a significant dent taken out of it on the floor, Elenor chose a kiss she thought was right for this situation. It wasn’t bold, it wasn’t eager. No, it started as just the brushing of lips then a miniscule retreat, a tease that lured him a millimeter closer before touching once more. Her fingers in his hair tightened just a bit, nails brushing his scalp with just the faintest hint of the ghost of a tug. The Queen’s rosy lips parted a hair, then a hair more, each time peppering a touch against his and encouraging the same in response.

On the third little teasing press of lips to lips her tongue brushed along his and then as if that single taste had been ambrosia from Mother Night herself Elenor’s hand tightened around his ebony locks as the other curled around the curve of Cas’s shoulder and shesamples the sweetness of his mouth with all the decadence but patience of a piece of the finest chocolate melting on your tongue.

Something to be savored, something that was in itself a full body experience, not just the precursor to more. Something that stood on it’s own and would draw you in again and again for more.

As her lips danced with his, Elenor let the Craft upon his emotions offer a tantalizing path to follow, one that would lead Cas to set his trouble and burdens down one by one until he was fully in the moment, feeling nothing but a heady mixture of contented laziness and building desire.

The kiss only lasted perhaps a minute, not long in the scheme of their lives or even the life of a short lived person. Elenor didn’t draw it out of escalate. That wasn’t what he had asked for and it wasn’t how she wanted to demonstrate what Judiah had taught her. A good kiss wasn’t just foreplay; it was a conversation.

This first kiss, it said:

Be here now with me. Let your worries fall away, let the world fall away, let time slow to a crawl. For a little while, just relax and be.

Her mouth left his. Elenor pulled back just enough to smile and lock gazes with the Green Prince.

“Good enough or should I try again?”

 

 

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