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- Saul Stormbringer - 08-06-2012 [html] 08.08.12 . 9pm . saulin house . optime form The past three days had certainly been something of a whirlwind for the Stormbringer male. In times like these, he always marvelled at how hectic his life was, how many twists and turns it took. The day before yesterday had been, well pretty horrendous. He’d gone to the gardens to try and clear his head, sort through the thoughts that were plaguing him. Colibri had met him out there and it just seemed to have gone from bad to worse. After trying to gauge what was wrong with her, she’d eventually given her symptoms and had perhaps unknowingly admitted that she’d been feeling rough since her attack. In some kind of weird, messed up connection Saul had guessed at Coli’s rape, to which she’d admitted. It had hit both of them hard, to talk about such matters and both parties found it difficult to speak. Saul, on the other hand, found it extremely difficult to tell her what he thought was wrong with her. Colibri was pregnant.The helplessness of the situation was crushing, but he’d examined her and found her stomach already hardening with the changes of childbirth. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 502+ [/html] - Lilin Soulstorm - 08-06-2012 [html] (453) It felt like her senses had become more acute. Meat tasted differently, sweet and savory to her palate. She still had a preference for raw nutriments but she wasn't as finicky nowadays - if cooked meals were on the menu, then that's what she would have too. Her sense of smell was also different, goaded by all sorts of food; especially high sources of protein. Lilin hadn't particularly paid attention to any of this, not until her conversation with her eldest sibling. Perhaps she was over analyzing her nonphysical symptoms. After all, paranoia could coax people into believing things. Other things, however, could not be overlooked any longer. Her amplified bosom and the lack of hair around her darkened nipples were certainly proof enough that her body was undergoing unwanted changes, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Instead, Lilin found comfort in the fact that some of her sister's symptoms had not yet manifested; the retching, for example, was something she had not experienced. Colibri's loss of appetite was also something she hadn't encountered thus far- if anything, it was the opposite; the Virding's constant hunger was insatiable. Her mind was still reeling from the unfortunate events to have befallen her closest relative. A ripple of guilt shook her to the core. She had been the one holding her sibling's soaked body, vulnerable and permeated with blood. She should have been able to sense that her wounds were not only external. The world was a cruel place. It could have been her that day, or Miskunn, or any other female in Vinatta. Not only had Coli been both emotionally and physically violated, the bastard had left her with a living, permanent reminder of their encounter. Her nieces and nephews were tainted already, before they even had a chance at life. Would her children be tainted too as a way to punish her sinful mateship with Saul? Pressing her face into her bundle of silks, all of which she'd gathered into a generous pile of softness, Lilin allowed a heavy exhale to escape her muzzle in a desperate attempt to stop the nonsense from invading her mind. She was in bed already, where she spent an impressive amount of time nowadays. Sloth had become her faithful companion. She should have been out there, lending her mate a helping hand at the very least but her energy and willpower had vanished with any motivation she might have been able to gather. His call was answered with a soft coo and a weak thump of her tail against the straw mattress they shared. The dichotomous femme was glad he'd made it home earlier, anticipating the feel of his strong arms around her. #lillin-1 .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:arial, serif; text-transform:none; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #lillin-1 b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: arial, serif; font-size: 11px; }. #lillin-1 u { text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; } #lillin-1 b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} #lillin-1 {margin:0px auto; width:80%; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ijCRS.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 80px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 08-07-2012 [html] -chews on angst saulin- The house was quiet, but he knew she was in here. Since she'd moved in, there had been a feminine touch to the house that had been missing before and Saul had to admit that he was somewhat glad for the soft satins and silks his belle had hoarded and brought over. The furs that usually adorned his bed had been laid out on the top of the mattress and acted as another sort of mattress guard, while the male was more than happy to indulge himself and lie between the silks. He often thought there was still a lot of work to do on the house, but there were more pressing matters at hand, like the village. Right now, however, his mind refused to settle on anything other than the list of symptoms Colibri had given him. Lilin fit almost none of these- her appetite had grown exponentially over the past couple of weeks. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 341+ [/html] - Lilin Soulstorm - 08-08-2012 [html] (331) Lilin repressed a chortle at the subtle irony in her beau's question. Her day had been as uneventful as the day before, and the one before that. While she knew his inquiry had been meant to determine her level of health and happiness, it still caused feelings of guilt to swell inside of her. She still offered him a smile, however, as she turned her head towards him; deserting the silks and the soft security they provided. Her hair was particularly unkempt in appearance- solid evidence that she'd been in bed most of the day and not out there, where she should have been. ''Yes,'' she responded simply at first, stretching out the silence between simplicity and elaboration. ''I tended to the grove with Miskunn this morning.'' Only for an hour or two, but it had given the two cousins an opportunity to catch up. They hadn't seen each other in a while. Their visits to the grove did not coincide as of late. Lilin had tapped into Miskunn's vast knowledge as she normally did- the Godja would sometimes willingly divulge happenings around the pack lands. Little Andy had occupied a major part of their discussion; the Virding was pleased to learn that the adolescent had somewhat settled in and showed no intention of leaving so far. ''The village hall is coming along nicely. You seem to be working well together.'' Truth be told, she had a hard time believing that people like Nahyt hadn't initiated some kind of conflict with the other women present. Saul would likely mention it if Hael's sibling had done something to compromise the peace, she assumed. ''I saw my sister yesterday,'' she continued, shuddering in his embrace as she recalled the discussion they'd had the night prior. ''I wish you would have told me.'' Lilin understood why he hadn't- she understood, but she also felt cast aside. A little hypocritical, perhaps, seeing as she was hiding something from him too. #lillin-1 .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:arial, serif; text-transform:none; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #lillin-1 b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: arial, serif; font-size: 11px; }. #lillin-1 u { text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; } #lillin-1 b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} #lillin-1 {margin:0px auto; width:80%; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ijCRS.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 80px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 08-09-2012 [html] -chews on angst saulin- It was easy enough to curl up with Lilin on the bed they shared together and he felt a sigh of relief as he settled down next to her. He couldn't help the almost absentminded way with which he stroked his belle's arms, relishing in just being able to touch her whenever and however he liked. Words probably couldn't describe how much relief he felt now that they no longer had to sneak around. They could show as much, or as little, of their relationship to the rest of the pack as they wished and know that they were secure in doing that. Her simple answer was met with a tightening of his lips as he tried not to laugh at her- she could be so closed off at times it was amusing. He was glad when she elaborated however, nodding softly and in the process nuzzling his head down and towards her neck. His hands had attempted a move to her waist in his shuffle closer. I'm glad you had a good time. He murmured softly, his voice low despite the normality of the words. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 469+ [/html] - Lilin Soulstorm - 08-12-2012 [html] (284) Their conversation, despite the casual tones employed by both partners, would not extend beyond what was necessary - the subtle press of his body against hers, the sparse nibbles deposited behind her ear, the hushed intonation fueled by lust, the brush of her waist; signs well-known and accepted by the Soulstorm female throughout their discussion. His words were a blur, acknowledged with an occasional nod or a smile. There was little to be added. The proximity of their bodies weighed heavily on her mind, overshadowing their small-talk. Normally she would have already responded in some form or other, either by pushing her brushy tail aside in invitation or by pressing her buttocks against him in feigned innocence. She didn't today. While his advances were accepted, the Virding made no move to return them. As unintentional as it was, her body felt rigid under the warmth of his fingers. She understood his need for proximity; it would no doubt match hers had her newfound insecurities not dampened the mood. Lilin couldn't help but recall the changes in her reflection, mirroring what her body had become. Every day, she'd chance a fleeting look at her belly, just to see if a bump similar to Colibri's would appear. Thankfully, no such thing had happened as of yet. Hesitantly, her hand was brought up to grasp his, halting any movement threatening to pry open her pareo. She didn't have time to protest- the change of subject was enough to distract him. Lilin almost felt guilty for taking advantage of her sister's troublesome situation to keep her co-leader's wandering hands away from her own body. ''I understand,'' she replied quietly, choosing not to hold his secrecy against him. #lillin-1 .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:arial, serif; text-transform:none; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #lillin-1 b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: arial, serif; font-size: 11px; }. #lillin-1 u { text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; } #lillin-1 b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} #lillin-1 {margin:0px auto; width:80%; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ijCRS.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 80px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 08-15-2012 [html] sorrrrryyyy!! The press of his mates body against his own never failed to incite a more sensual response from him. The need to hold her closer was always there and when his arms and torso had exceeded their capabilities of holding her just a fraction of an inch closer, it was really up to more vital organs to help achieve the closeness he was looking for. And as yet, she'd been as response as he'd loved to see. Lilin wasn't usually one to reveal anything more about herself than was absolutely necessary, but it was in these moments of sexual closeness that a more sensual, fluid Lilin came out. He couldn't help the grin as he remembered her dirty mouth when he'd been unable to stop himself from lapping at her. Lust filled his body at these thoughts and his tug became a touch more insistent. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 378+ [/html] - Lilin Soulstorm - 08-20-2012 [html] (314) She was off the hook - or so she'd thought until his hands eluded her half-hearted restraint. Saul was always one to respect boundaries, sometimes when it was completely unnecessary. An instinctive part of her had wrongly assumed what his reaction would be- the way she had envisioned this scene was entirely different. Common sense told her his hand should have retracted and respected her privacy, because that's what he always did. Lilin hadn't judged it necessary to tighten her grip around his wrist, not when insistence wasn't deemed remotely possible in the first place. That's where she'd been wrong. Underestimating her beau had been a mistake. Before she could protest, his hand was no longer within her reach but on her abdomen; probing away, applying pressure to hardened areas. In her feeble attempt to shy away, his spare hand found her back where it firmly maintained her in place. ''Saul.'' She had fully intended it to be a whine, a plea of sorts, but the sudden turn of events channeled her surprise and frustration into a low rumble - a growl threatening to erupt at any given moment. Her fingers coiled around his wrist once more, constricting persuasively and pushing his hand away in hopes of regaining her dignity. It was too late though. When his inquiry rang clear, her dichotomous receivers adopted a horizontal position; shamed and defeated. ''No,'' she answered forcefully but with little conviction, mediterranean irises searching the emerald of his orbs for a glimpse of doubt. There was none. In his eyes, she found every emotion imaginable- everything but a lack of conviction. ''Or yes, maybe. I don't know!'' she nearly shrieked in desperation, clearly unable to respond. Why was he asking her? He clearly knew the answer. Her pools of blue diverted away when his body retracted, unable to bear the weight of his gaze. #lillin-1 .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:arial, serif; text-transform:none; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #lillin-1 b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: arial, serif; font-size: 11px; }. #lillin-1 u { text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; } #lillin-1 b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} #lillin-1 {margin:0px auto; width:80%; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ijCRS.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 80px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 08-21-2012 [html] sorrrrryyyy!! Expertly skilled hands rolled across the stomach of his mate and the telltale hardness there had caused a gasp to escape him. It was nothing compared to the recoil caused by the unexpected growl of his own name. Green eyes searched blue and he thought he saw anger in their depths. He did, of course, realise then what he'd done and he recoiled further, hands clenching as tension rolled through his body. I'm sorry, Lili... I didn't mean to intrude. He offered softly, a placating sound that was reflected in the regretable look in his eyes. He wasn't exactly one to push boundaries, to nose himself in where he wasn't wanted. Of course, there were always exceptions and he was a little more confident with Lilin that he was with others. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 312+ [/html] - Lilin Soulstorm - 08-23-2012 [html] (319) An ache molded in her gut, infiltrating every cell of her body until she could no longer stand to look at him. The intensity of his gaze was too much to sustain. Her fingers fumbled with the silk material covering the bed they now shared, in a rather useless attempt to avoid this conversation. A deep frown creased her features, her jaded expression crumbling under the weight of his inquiry. ''Of course I would have. How could I not?'' she retorted defiantly, not quite understanding how she could have kept this from him even if she'd wanted to. It was only a matter of days until it became obvious. She couldn't magically make their offspring disappear. With that thought, she allowed her incredulous gaze to meet his scrutiny. ''Did you think I would try to put an end to my pregnancy?'' she continued in between quivering breaths, wondering what he'd meant. Lilin could only hope she was reading too much into things. When asked whether she wanted the puppies or not, she did not immediately respond. A long, heavy silence ensued. Answering such a thing was near impossible; her feelings were ever-changing, an endless flow of confusion. ''I don't know. Sometimes I do,'' she started, unsure of how to approach the subject. ''But then I remember that I'm not mother material. I can't even hold a conversation with Teme for more than five minutes!'' What would his son think of this? His reaction to their mateship hadn't been negative, but he hadn't exactly been thrilled either. ''We're related,'' she murmured, nearly choking on the words spoken. This was the last thing she wanted to bring up, but it had to be done. Surely her insecurities weren't unfounded. ''What if there's something wrong with them?'' Would she be able to live with herself then? Would these puppies pay for the sins of their parents? #lillin-1 .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:arial, serif; text-transform:none; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #lillin-1 b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: arial, serif; font-size: 11px; }. #lillin-1 u { text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; } #lillin-1 b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} #lillin-1 {margin:0px auto; width:80%; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ijCRS.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 80px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 08-24-2012 [html] sorrrrryyyy!! The temperature of their room seemed to plummet, even though logically Saul knew it hadn't actually happened. He felt cold though, seeing the despondency in his mate. Fear, real and cooling his body until a shiver broke out over him, slid down his spine, green eyes flickering across his mates well known face, searching for something in there, anything that could help him. It was perhaps in this moment that Saul thought about how young they were, how they never really knew how to deal with problems because, in the naivety of the youth, it was better to distract than to deal with it. When her eyes flickered away from his own, a deep frown marring her beautiful face, Saul felt his stomach clench softly. He felt a little relieved however when she spoke- even though the content was almost accusing, it was better than silence. The softest shake of his head was accompanied by the slightest of smiles- logically should would have had to tell him sooner or later, she would be showing soon. No, I guess you would have had to mention something... He offered, his tone subdued but attempting humour. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 605+ [/html] |