Masquerade by Moonlight

[Linie Moonreef]

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They now found themselves in the space behind a waterfall.
"Well, I did be askin' for romance."
She thought as a grin split across her face in the middle of kissing him, lips parting and allowing her tongue to gently touch his own. She was filled with emotion but not longer uncertainty, this is what she wanted. She leaned on him now, legs beginning to get tired from the treading, but was fully in the moment. Love. Is this what she felt? She would be damned if she would admit that. Love, it took time. Didn't it? They broke away and she shook that word from her head. The dull roar of the falls echoing on the tiny chamber where they found themselves. The first place they would make... love. She shivered, and she hoped he would think it was from his hands. Those hands which explored her rump, her breasts, her more soft regions. A small moan escaped her lips as they kissed again. She was loving this.

She was lifted higher on his waist and she wrapped her legs around him, like she did the first time they really kissed. That first time he let his feelings be known. The svefra shivered again, this time from him speaking in her ear. She began kissing his neck softly. All the way up to his ear and back down to his clavicle, giving a little nibble here and there. Her breathing was starting to get heavier as her heart race quickened. She sighed into his ear and bit it, softly blowing into it as well.

She drew her face away from his neck to look into his eyes, the soft green held only love there and she smiled sweetly at him, blushing as he explored her body.
"You be sure you want to do this?"
She asked again, her voice coming out a little higher than it usually was, just in case he had changed his mind. She just wanted to be sure. You never knew with him. Even in a room that gave him intense Desire he was able to say no to her, she wouldn't be surprised if he did so here too. She began kissing the other side of his neck and whilst doing so had a moment of thought as to what sex in the room of Desire would feel like.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


“That you did.” He said again his word clear and smooth again. As he let her do as she wanted his breathing slowed again, but his heart raced thumping like a drum with each pound he found himself holding her tighter his fingers sinking into her skin a little more. And as she pulled back, even with her chest clearly in his eye line he still looked into her eyes. A deep cherry red spreading across her sun kissed cheeks. His hands found something particularly soft and pressed lightly, as he spoke his voice still clear even with the roar of the water.

“Last time it was fuelled by a room. This time It’s actually me.” He held his eyes into hers hoping to draw her voice from her, and not just in the form of words. He was taking his time. Letting his hands do what they would and seeking out her weak points. Even now he found himself using his mind. In more ways than one. Everything about his actions spoke of someone who’d been taught how to do this. And maybe he had, she didn’t know. His free hand moved from her lower back up and around to caress her neck lightly as he drew her face in a little closer, shifting both himself and her up onto a low rock with her clearly above him now. Still her pulled her face softly closer to his and leant into her ear.

“Yes, I’m sure I want to do this.” He said with a voice like spun silk as he eased his fingers back and forth. Both across her neck and elsewhere. His eyes still never leaving hers. He wanted to watch everything that crossed her face. Ever small gesture every minute motion. Every emotion that passed her eyes. He wanted to see her. Where she really couldn’t hide, when she really couldn’t hide. And with a small touch of a joke tinging his voice. He brought up something else from before. “I suppose now we get to settle the second half of that comment you made.” To emphasise his point his hand lowered from her neck and traced a line down the centre of the front of her body.

[Linie Moonreef]

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He touched her where she was softest, earning him a soft moan and a shudder. She pressed herself closer to him as he played with her, each time he spoke his words were like velvet in his ears. Buckeye didn't love on her like this anymore. Their love was strictly business. Wham, bam, thank you ma'am. Not that it wasn't fun, and intense, it just was devoid of... Playing. Of exploring her body and making her feel good. Definitely devoid of intense eye contact, something she was enjoying as he watched her face and eyes. He never broke his stare, even as she was directly in front of him in all her naked glory.
"You be free to look at me now, I be believin' you."
She said in a breathy tone in between moans. She was enjoying herself, in more ways than one. How she had dreamed of this day, ever since he denied her in the Desire room. It was just as intense as she thought it would be, finding herself consumed by him. As he spoke she threw her head back and moaned loudly, the feeling of his fingers there becoming almost too much to bear, she gripped his arms on either side of him feeling the muscle in which was encased there and let out another moan which at the end had a bit of a squeak to it.
"What are you doing to me?"
She asked as more of a rhetorical question.

Now that she was sure this was what he wanted and they were out of the water and on a rock she lowered herself on to him, what they both needed, soft, supple flesh giving way to his stiffness. She gyrated her hips in such a way, on top of him and taking the lead, that was the most intense pleasure for her and she began moaning his name. Back arched and hands resting on his chest, forcing him to lie on his back, she felt the waves of pleasure crest through her body. She realised then this is was what she had been waiting for since she had met him, was it love at first sight? Finally done being on top of him she used her fisherman's arms to roll him over with her on her back and he on top of her. The longer they went the more intense her moans of pleasure became, wanting him more and more with each stroke. They were once again caught in a moment in time, as they had been in the mirror maze. All of those Linie's and Alex's together caught into infinity.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


Her eyes, spoke volumes more than she meant for them too. Her lips let out more than they held back and he was enjoying every second of seeing her without that defence up. And when he finally thought she got the point that he was in fact interested in her and not her body then and only then did he break his eye contact with her. His face moving down to her neck and kissing along it softly before he felt her shudder and her body rock, a convulsion rocking her as her let his fingers simply dance where they would and hearing the soft sweet tones erupt from her lips he couldn’t help but wonder. Was this how musicians and bards felt?

To draw forth beautiful sounds with naught but an instrument and their fingers? Still he caught the comment and with a wry smile he responded in kind knowing it didn’t require one. “Evidently. I’m pulling what I want out of you.” And finally when she felt ready she led herself to the main event. He let her take charge. What good was it having a wild animal if they weren’t allowed to play? And as he felt her legs press into his sides and grip him tightly he also enjoyed the sensation of warmth that spread through him.

Letting her take the lead his hands placed themselves on her hips and kneaded the soft skin around to her rear. Now that he gazed freely her hips in their motions drew him in almost with a hypnotic pull. Until before he realised it he was now the one in charge. Or rather the one setting the pace. She said she’d had other lovers. The thought flashed through his mind. And a wicked idea spread through it shortly after in its wake. Instead of leading her with fast strokes, he instead slowed to a crawl dragging out each moment into what felt like an eternity unto itself. Teasing her, testing her, and as he kissed her deeply to stifle whatever moans erupted from her lips he tasted her as well.

Breaking back he rolled the pair of them again so now she was sitting on his lap. And instead of letting her have control back he scooped his arms up under her legs and began to take full control of the situation. He was trying to show that he was putting her first, and had indeed listened to her, but he could see what she’d wanted since that day in the room of desire and this was the best way to continue on. To let her see what was at “arm’s length”, whenever she wanted it.

[Linie Moonreef]

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This just felt... Right. The man who destroyed and the woman who made things whole. The way they paced each other with their breath, they way their bodies became one in the most sacred of ways. Their intermingled moans echoed through the chamber mixing with the cascading water in front of them. She was in bliss and falling in love. He would take care of her; be sensual and sweet when she needed, tough and cunning when danger arose. Again she couldn't help but think how right this felt. And how real he seemed now that they bodies were together as one. That feeling of "by the gods this is an actual person" was gracing her mind, not overwhelming and distracting but just there. She knew they would have to meet someday in waking life. But how? Those thoughts left her as she flipped him over to be on top as he teased her with long, deep strokes. His mouth stole away her moans, kissing her longingly and she knew he had been waiting for his moment as well, the moment when they became as one. This is what Nysel had intended, this is why he brought them together. Not just for the sex, but to make a connection that transcended the waking world and almost seemed like make-believe in its perfection. The way their dreams always held a new meaning, testing them and showing them the way to love.

He flipped her over again and instead of her being the one in charge, as the position would incline, instead he was taking the reigns and tantalizing her with his body and his stiffness. She moaned deeply and bowed into his neck as he played with her, seemingly testing her to see how deep the passion would go. She shuddered again as she was beginning to reach that apex of pleasure and she tried moving his hands away to get there faster.
"Let me?"
She moaned asking for permission to allow herself to do it. She wanted to, was beginning to need to. Her body trembled as she neared the foremost point of pleasure for a woman, that triumph for a man. Again she tried moving his hands away and tried moving her body herself. If he wouldn't let her she would get angry and just stop moving, giving him a dirty look until he let her. When he finally did, she would be on top of him with such a fervor that they would both feel such intense pleasure as she reached the top of the mountain, ready to slide the whole way down.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


It seemed as if his time in control had almost become too much for her. A touch too much in the right direction was almost all it took. However there was something about this that felt strangely right. Felt like he wasn’t trying to show off but please her. Three times they’d met, and since the second one in that room he knew two things; He felt something for her, above what that room pushed upon him, and she felt something for him.

And as much as he’d wanted to give into temptation back then holding off until he knew he could prove those feeling was enough to let him know he’d made the right choice. As she pushed his hands away and took the pacing back under her control he smiled that warm smile again and allowed both his hands and his eyes to explore her body. His hands etching the softness of her skin into his mind, his eyes her beauty and his other senses elsewise. But overall what he could feel was the overwhelming fact that she was enjoying herself.

Instead of letting her get away with murder so to speak and change the pace completely, as she pushed him down with her forceful motions and deceptively powerful legs he leant his upper body up and over his hands pulling her closer to him again and running along her back with a light touch as he kissed up to her ear lightly. His voice was soft as he spoke to her and his hands traced that line of electricity along her spine.
“Worth waiting for?” His last words as he motioned up as she motioned down finally meeting her with the force she was so desperately craving from her actions. Matching her timing he let her lead but could feel the pulses of excitement running along her spine every time their hips met. And from the look in her eyes, he could tell he’d made the right decision that day to wait.

His fingertips ran around her form and up her front this time taking careful pains to stop at the points he now knew she was weak at. Trying to give her that extra little push over the edge and into complete and utter ecstasy.

[Linie Moonreef]

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She was rising deeper and deeper into bliss. Each stoke sending cascades of pleasure through her body. It wouldn't be long now. Still, she persisted, doing the best she could and hoping she was pleasing him as well. It was refreshing, for one to focus so much on pleasing her. She was feeling rivets of pleasure with each stoke, the crescendo building higher and higher. And with that crescendo her moans were getting louder and louder, feeling the need burning inside of her. She slowed down long enough to stop the crest from reaching its highest point, screeching to almost a halt and dragging out the final moments before she burst. Finally, after trying to slow it down the moment came and her body rocked with the pleasure. She grasped his arms hard as she cried out, rolling back and forth and feeling the waves of satisfaction rolling through her body. She felt on top of the world. Then, as she went in to kiss him she woke up, body jumping as she woke from the suddenness. She would be there one moment and gone the next, their last instant sealed by a kiss.

Buckeye was watching her.
"Enjoying yerself?"
He rolled on top of her and started to kiss her. For a moment she was in shock and fought back against him tearing her lips away from his. That's not how she wanted their last moments to be spent together. She didn't feel satisfied, she wanted more. More of Alex.
"Gerroff of me!"
She pushed Buckeye away in an attempt to get her bearings, to recover from what she was just dreaming about.
"I'm... sorry?"
Buckeye was confused, usually Linie was all over him in the mornings. He settled away from her on the bed, just looking at her. Her face was red and she felt hot all over, feeling like she was about to cry. For all the rightness he had felt in those last moments now she was just confused. Someone, either Buckeye, Alex, or the whole lot of them were going to get hurt by this. She looked at Buckeye's confused face and slid over to him, hugging him.
"I be sorry, I just not be in the mood."
She said to him softly.
"Your body tells me otherwise."
He had slipped his hands into her underwear.
"Enough."
She moved his hand away and resigned herself to the other side of the bed, rolling over and telling him,
"Go back to sleep."
And he did.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"


The rise and fall of her body and the tussling of her hair. He could see why he’d been so pulled towards her physically. Despite this her eyes were still the thing that stood out to him the most, the blue in them shining like the sky on a clear day. As much as he was enjoying himself it wasn’t his goal at the moment instead he was watching her eyes seeing everything dance across them. Pleasure excitement and above all satisfaction. Her fingers then dug into his arms gripping on so tightly he could have sworn she was trying to tear them off. Before her body rocked with her final moments of pleasure. Her body ebbed and flowed like the waves she was so proud to be a part of lapping at the shore, and as she fell towards him his arms reached up to hold her and then she faded into a crystalline mist in his arms.

As intense and close as the time before had been right now he again just felt that feeling of being alone creeping into him. And he could feel a knot in his stomach. A swell as a pain lower down.
So that’s what it feels like… His hands reached out into the nothingness trying to pull her back to him for a moment longer. The futility of his actions sunk in as his own eyes opened.

Looking around slowly with a slight bleariness his eyes just adjusting to the light of the morning. He glanced towards the other end of the room seeing the pair of his charges asleep still as they usually were at this time of day. Going to move slightly without waking them he felt the sharp pain in his back from being asleep against the wall. Followed shortly after by that same pain from the dream but much more intense in reality. He knew what it was but still had to check. Still unsatisfied he felt that pain digging into him, but he’d have to deal with it and hope it left throughout the day. Putting himself away after checking he gingerly walked over to the desk and sat down. Each time he thought back to that dream the pain pulsed. But he was at least a little happy to know she’d been fulfilled.

And if this was going to keep up today was going to be both a long and interesting day.