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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 11:13 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 11:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 11:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 11:41 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 11:49 pm
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Cynthia heard him start on his pants and kept her back to him, "You know nothing about me Lareth so you can't say anything for certain as to whether I have that much water in me or not," she told him with a hint of anger in her voice now, knowing full well that he'd never bothered to learn that much about her.
She went silent for a few moments after that then gave a heavy sigh and shook her head, "How could I have been so stupid as to fall in love with you? At this point, I have no idea why I'm still that stupid...," she muttered angrily to herself then turned and headed for the door, keeping her eyes on the doorway and away from him.
"Just let me know when I can leave," she told him firmly, her voice forced out of a tight throat. Though whether it was anger or sadness that tightened her throat was hard to say at this point. Still, her one thought was that it was a shame she couldn't fry him where he stood...
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 12:04 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 12:14 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 12:20 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 11:02 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 11:09 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 11:19 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 11:41 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 7:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 8:44 pm
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Lareth lay there sated and feeling like quite the conqueror. Never before had he had such engaging intercourse with a woman who could last more than one time with him.
He had made sure he made use of all the small gifts Hal had given to him. He cracked his neck as he yawned and slowly sat up. Nail scratches lined his chest and back, with many dark love botes all over his chest, stomach and one single one on his neck.
"Badges of honor and battle."
He looked over to Cynthia who was passed out and he leaned over and kissed her swollen lips lightly before he got out of bed and went into his private washroom to bathe. Once he was done, he came out fresh and ready to work. He sat at his desk where the stationary was, and began to draft personal letters of condolences to the surving dead demons families.
When he was finished, the letters were sealed shut with his wax stamp and black ribbon was carefully tied around the envelope.
He hated writing letters like this...he wished he could have been there to prevent such a terrible thing from happening. He pulled out his accounting books and made sure, each family would have more than enough money to carry them on into their old ages. There was no price on life...could not make up for what was taken...but Lareth felt the families should be taken care of.
Lareth quietly left his room and found himself outside looking at the women and few men whom he had experiences with.
"I am sorry everyone......but I have a lover now. Please respect my decision and respect her. She will be mistress here."
He got many cries and pleas to have him not say such things, but he stood firm on his decision. To make it up to them though and to thank them for many nights of pleasure, he promised them all one last night of passion.
It was rare, but Lareth could make even the sex gods themselves whimper as he was simply a creature of sex and could do it for a living if he had wanted to.
He gave them all a schedule and soon he was walking off with his first goodbye partner.
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Four hours later, while Cythia still slept, Lareth finished his last session and he blew a kiss to the man who lay in the stable hay loft. The demon smiled and waved lazily as he rolled over and went to sleep.
Lareth exited the stables and found Hal waiting there. "Before you nag, I took care of things so they will not go after Cynthia."
"I know...I know. Just....no more lovers except for the one in your bed. You know the lady will fry them if she thinks your still bedding them."
"I know. For their safety, that is why I said goodbye to them all. I have the letters and notes that will allow them to get a package of monies.....I do not think it is enough but, it is all I can do until I can capture that criminal...."
"Understood. Lets go back inside. I have some documents that have come from the Drow kingdom for you to review."
Lareth and Hal walked back into the castle.
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 8:58 pm
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Cynthia finally stirred in the bed, giving a small moan as her body protested moving and was unsure as to why at first. Then she remembered and sat up with a small gasp, blushing a bright red as she remembered everything. She looked under the sheet and noted the bruises on her body that were shaped like Lareth's hands and fingers, one hand going to her neck where he'd bitten her.
Then she remembered all the marks he'd have from her and blushed again, not sure exactly what had made her react to him the way she had. It had to be the fact that she loved him, nothing else made any sense.
She started to ease herself to the edge of the bed in the hopes of heading for the bathroom and the shower she knew Lareth had there, actually whimpering a bit in the process as her body protested it. But she was grinning the entire time, unable to help it. Yeah, she was sore, but she found that she liked this kind of sore.
She made it to the edge of the bed and pushed herself to her feet, grabbing at the bedpost to keep her knees from going out from under her. When she was steady, she made her way to the bathroom and took the promised shower, the hot water easing her sore muscles almost instantly.
She finally finished her shower and got out to dry off, moving a bit better now. She wrapped that towel around herself and grabbed Lareth's brush as she headed out to sit in front of the fireplace and started the long process of brushing her hair dry.
She heard Lareth and Hal in the outer room but made no move to head to them, knowing that it wasn't necessary for now. Especially since she still had no clothes to wear and was currently wearing nothing but a towel and the soft smile Lareth had put on her face as well as his marks on her skin...
But her smile faded after a moment as it occurred to her that she didn't know how long this relationship would last. None of her relationships lasted very long because she didn't age, simply stayed the way she was when she'd been created by the gods. Take Hal for instance, he'd been unable to handle it when his hair first started to show grey at his temples and they'd parted ways. True, as friends in the end, but they'd still ended their relationship. That was the way of things for her...
She knew she'd never age, would watch the passing of the centuries as she always had. So what came next was the question of what Lareth's reaction would be...
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