[Flashback] Here's a Suggestion... (Solo)

[Nashira]

Spring 56, 561 AV Caleb stormed through the cottage, a line of dirt-speckled water trailing behind him as he made his way from the entryway, to the kitchen. Nashira sat on their bed, listening to some of the looser floorboards creak. She could picture how he must look- covered in rain, shivering slightly, as red pigmentation flooded his cheeks, causing him to appear as though he had been out at sea for far too long, and had burnt to a crisp. She could picture his nostrils flaring, his deep blue eyes blazing as his dark brown hair clung to his forehead, and trailed down the sides of his face, heavy with moisture. Hopefully it's nothing more than the weather that has gotten him so upset today, Shira thought, as he appeared in the doorway. She hadn't seen Caleb angry too many times, he wasn't truly the type to become enraged, but when he was, it was best to stay out of his way. Shira knew that now. As he stood in the doorway, his chest rising and falling rapidly, Nashira sat up a little straighter. Her green eyes settling on his blue ones, as she cleared her mind and took a deep breath in through her nose, and out through her mouth. She closed her eyes for a moment, willing herself to relax, knowing that if he didn't manage to calm down, the night could prove to be an even more disastrous one. She began to tug at Caleb, winding him in a web that assured him he could relax, that it would be best if he did. He should be calm. "Come to bed Caleb, once you have taken off your boots, and tell me what's on your mind," Nashira said, her eyes smoldering as they bore into the man's body. She could see his muscles rippling beneath his shirt with each breath he took in, she could see his veins bulging in his neck, and on his forehead, angry green rivers threatening to overflow. Caleb grunted, and reluctantly pulled off his boots. "That's it, now come to bed," Nashira instructed, as she leaned forward and patted the empty space in front of her, producing a hollow thumping sound. Caleb strode towards her, crossing the room within a few minutes, before slumping down at the edge of the bed. It sank with his added weight, as Nashira crawled over to him, settling herself just behind him, on her knees. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" she whispered in his ear, as she raised her hands, and rested them on his shoulders. She could feel him tensing beneath her, and pulled her head back a little, certain that her hot breath upon his cold flesh had caused the problem; had caused it to sting or grow numb. "You know what it's like to sail in this weather Nashira?" Caleb growled. Nashira shook her head. "You know as well as I that I have not set foot on a boat since you and your fellow sailors caught me in one of your nets," she replied, simply. Caleb grunted again. "With a storm as brutal as this, the waves roll constantly, crashing into the hull of the ship. It's too dark to see the sky, where it is you are going. It's impossible to sail, to get a good days work done... and then there's the risk of getting overturned by the turbulent sea, struck by the lightning that flashes all around you, tossed off the ship as it rocks wildly between the growing waves." "That sounds awful..." Nashira whispered, as she pushed her hands downwards, from the top of Caleb's shoulders, to the blades, and then back up again. Working up a slight sense of heat, despite the dampened shirt which clung to his back, framing his muscles perfectly. The sailor grunted again. "At least no one fell overboard this time," he replied. Nashira nodded as she pulled her body a little closer to Caleb, her knees pressing lightly into his flesh, as her legs split, so that they may cradle her companion's shaking body. She could feel the bone that pushed outwards, against his hips, against her kneecaps as she waited for him to continue. As she waited, Nashira continued to send him the message that he should calm down. That it was alright now. When she felt as though he had taken too long to speak again she whispered, "so what has you in such an uproar?" she asked. "One of the new recruits got caught in a tangle of ropes," Caleb replied. His voice cold. "Was nearly strangled by the stuff, he fought so hard to get out. Only made it worse." Nashira nodded as she felt his body shiver beneath her hands. She knew then, that she would have to convince him to change soon, or he may grow ill. But then again, he seemed to only be beginning to calm down, the more he spoke to her, and feared that asking him too soon would only set him off. "Were you the one that got him out?" Nashira asked after a few moments, not certain of what else she could, or should try doing. Caleb nodded, "one of the men." Nashira leaned in a little closer, trying to draw the warmth of her body into him, "I'm sure he was quite thankful to have you on board, helping him," she whispered. Caleb simply nodded. It seemed that, for now, Caleb was under control, he was as calm as he could be. Perhaps now was as good a time as any to begin using her magic on him. She had waited so long to try it out, to see if it would help in drawing his attention, his affection. For nothing else seemed to work. Magic seemed to be Nashira's only hope.

[Nashira]

Nashira felt as though a thin, silver web of silk were trickling out of her fingertips, and winding their way around Caleb's body. Trapping him there, and holding him in place. It's ok Caleb. You can relax now. I can make all your troubles go away. Make it seem as though you stuck them on a ship and cast them out to sea. Sent them away so that they can never bother you again. I can make everything right again Caleb. I can make all your problems disappear. I can calm you. I can show you true happiness. Bliss. Ecstasy. I can make you the happiest man alive, if only you'd let me. You can trust me to make you happy, to make the pain go away. Just let me help you... Nashira leaned in a little closer to Caleb, pressing her body against his back. The smooth silk of her dress absorbing some of the moisture that clung to Caleb's clothes. The cold seeping into her skin, the space between the V, which dove down her chest, allowing it to breath, but only a little. She could feel her own body trembling, tiny spasms trickling down her body as she wound her hands upwards. Moving them from Caleb's shoulder-blades, to the top of his shoulders, and then downwards. Let me help you... Her arms wound themselves around his body, as her hands trailed downwards, towards his pectoral muscles, settling upon them for a moment. Her pupils had dilated, and the beginnings of a headache was playing at the edges of her mind. Tapping lightly against her brain as she continued to feed Caleb all the things she wanted him to hear, but had not the strength to say aloud. "Why don't we get you out of these wet clothes?" she whispered, trying to make her voice sound as smooth as the silk that lined her nightgown. As frilly and seductive as the white lace that lined the straps. "We don't want you to catch a cold, after all," she added, as she moved her hands together, towards the center of his chest, looking for the tiny buttons that ran down the center of his tunic. Relax, she suggested, as her fingers wound themselves around the first button, and slowly pushed it through the hole it had been forced through. When it was free, her fingers delicately pulled the cotton fabric apart, exposing a small portion of his chest. Just relax, and let me make your day far better. Nashira leaned forward a little further, firmly pressing her chest into Caleb's back as she slid her hands farther down his chest, towards the next button. When she found it, and began to fumble with it, so that she may free the next portion of his skin, she pressed her lips softly into Caleb's flesh. They caressed his skin, just below the line of his hair, where the V cut off and made way for his back. She could feel his skin rippling beneath her touch, as she slowly removed her pale lips and smiled. He seems to be enjoying it, she thought, as she pulled the next button away, and pulled the tunic apart. Allowing her hands to press inwards, dragging the drenched fabric with them. She twisted the fabric a little, as she circled it over his flesh, freeing a few droplets of water, which trickled down his skin until they met an untimely end. Reabsorption through the shirt. "Do you like this?" Nashira whispered, as Caleb closed his eyes, and tilted his head back a little, allowing it to rest atop Nashira's forehead. He made no response, seemingly happy that Nashira was working so hard at calming him, and helping him to accomplish the things he should have done as soon as he had walked back in. Taking the lack of a response as a good sign, Nashira continued onto the next button, and swiftly freed it, before pulling the fabric of the shirt apart. You're doing well my love. Just relax and let me do everything. Let me help you, to relax. To be at peace. To sleep easy tonight. Nashira moved onto the last button, and quickly undid it, pulling Caleb's shirt open all the way. Nashira pushed her head forward, and tilted it to the side, so that it rested in the crook of his neck. "There," she whispered, "isn't that better?" she asked, as she moved her hands towards his bellybutton, and then ran them slowly, upwards. From his belly-button to his pecs, before letting them fall again, tracing his body slowly. She closed her eyes, as she kept on repeating the motion, constantly reminding Caleb that he should relax and enjoy himself as she worked. Finally, when Shira's night gown clung to her flesh, much as Caleb's tunic had clung to his, Shira pulled her body off his back, and grabbed the tunic, one side in each of her hands. The fabric curled into her balled fists, her fingers growing white with the dampness; cold. They trembled slightly as she pulled it away and tossed it on the floor. It landed in a heap, the water that clung to it seeping through the spaces between the floor boards. "And this is the best yet, isn't it?" she asked, "nothing cold to cling to the skin," she whispered, her face next to his ear again. She turned it inwards, and parted her lips partly, a warm breath of air buffeting his ear before Nashira wrapped her lips around his earlobe. She sucked on it gently, causing Caleb to groan as several shivers shot up his spine. My my, he really seems to be enjoying it... but he must be cold now, without his shirt... Nashira closed her eyes, and passed her tongue over the edge of Caleb's skin, teasing it with her touch, before she pulled back, only to replace her tongue with her teeth. She parted her lips again, but only slightly, as she nibbled on Caleb's earlobe, and tugged on it lightly as she pulled away. Her hands had returned to his shoulders, and she was giving them a slight squeeze, truly enjoying the feel of his bare skin on her palms. How smooth it was, how cold. How it sent tiny tremors of pleasure and excitement up the length of her arm.

[Nashira]

Nashira pulled away from him, allowing her hands to fall to her knees. Her chest lifted off his back, the fabric of her night gown reaching for his skin, wishing he'd come closer. "You seem to be rather cold Caleb," Nashira whispered, as her eyes sparkled seductively. "Why don't we get under the covers? Perhaps there, we could warm each other up," she suggested, as she began to push herself backwards, towards the head of the bead, where two large, fluffy white pillows were waiting. As she moved, she tried to fill his mind with a sense of love, lust and desire. The want to give into more basic needs. "Come Caleb," Nashira called, as she lifted her legs to her chest, bending her knees so that they would fold cleanly, as she reached for the covers. She lifted them, and then forced her legs underneath. Lets warm up. Her eyes were boring into his back as she pulled the covers up to her waist, and then let them drop. She was waiting, patiently. She hadn't gotten this close to getting what she wanted only to ruin it by pushing him over the edge in the end. Caleb remained silent and unmoving for several minutes. Finally, he turned, but only enough so as to see over his shoulder. His eyes settled on Nashira's. "What are you doing Nashira?" he growled. "What is it that you want?" Nashira shifted uncomfortably, frightened by the anger in his gaze. How his pupils seemed to be two smoldering hot coals, intent on burning her. Her hands, which had made their way back onto the bed, grasped the sheets. Her fingers curling into her hand as she bunched the fabric within them. Squeezing the life out of them as her feet trailed up and down the bed, as though trying to get away from some horrible monster. "What... what do you mean?" Nashira stammered, her eyes losing their confidence, much as her voice. "You know quite well what I mean!" he growled. "You are using your magic against me... those hypnotism lessons of yours..." Nashira could see his cheeks turning red, even though their room was only partly lit; almost solely by the flashes of lightning that thundered angrily outside, as though matching her love's emotions. She could see his veins bulging again, his hands turning into fists. Everything she had worked to do had been undone. Somehow, in the last few moments of her life, she had messed everything up. "No... no, never against you Caleb," Nashira stammered. "It just seemed like you would want me too, but were to shy... you seemed to like it. Oh please tell me you liked it," she cried, as she pulled the covers up to her chin, trying to hide both her distress, and her embarrassment. "I did not like it," Caleb roared through clenched teeth, causing Nashira to jump up uncomfortably as tears welled in the corner of her eyes, causing her vision to blur partially. She was pushing the fabric she held in her hands together, bunching it up in the middle, blocking the sight of her trembling lower lip from Caleb. As she blinked, a single tear fell from her right eye, and trickled down her cheek, leaving a trail of cool flesh in its wake. The tear finally caught on the blanket, and was no more. "But... but... if you didn't like it, why wouldn't you stop me?" Nashira asked. "If it displeased you, why didn't you raise your hand to strike me? To push me away?" she asked as another tear fell from the corner of her green eyes. "Surely you liked it, at least a little bit?" she asked, as she willed him to calm down. "Only because of your magic, and for no other reason," Caleb snarled. Several more tears fell. "But I'm only a novice," Nashira sobbed. "It can't be strong enough for you to be incapable of fighting it yet," she went on. "Not to mention, it could only work if you wanted it to. Even if it was only a little... only if it wasn't fighting everything you believed and wanted." She was pushing the bed-sheets even more tightly together as she stared at him, the vision wavering with her tears. "You must have liked it... even if it was only a little." "No!" Caleb growled. "Now get out of here so I can change. I don't want you in here if I'm changing." Nashira didn't move, her mind was screaming that something was wrong. He had to be lying. He must have enjoyed her touch, unless he was a rather talented actor. But Shira didn't know him as one to act. "Now!" Shira jumped as she dropped the covers and pulled herself out of the bed. "I will call you when I finish. You may have the bed tonight. I'll sleep in the kitchen." Shira nodded as she approached him. "Please don't be angry with me," she whispered, her voice shaking like a leaf as she reached for him. Just to pat his hand to tell him she was sorry. "Go!" Caleb growled when he noticed the dark outline of her flesh. "Go! You can have the bed soon." Shira simply nodded and pressed her lips together tightly as she walked into the kitchen and took a seat, waiting for him to finish. She hoped Caleb could forgive her, that he didn't fear her now that she had used her magic upon him. Her head ached. She really hoped he didn't hate her now; that he wouldn't toss her out of the house they shared, especially in a storm as bad as this. She loved him.

[Oracle]

Name: Nashira

XP Award:

• Hypnotism +2
• Seduction +2

Lore:

• Using Magic for Good, and it Backfiring
• The Pains of Love

Notes: Good job on the thread, I am very interested to see more of the relationship between her and Caleb develop. Keep up the great work.


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A.S. Oracle