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Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 6, 2014 18:33:31 GMT -5
Elle swam through the water, enjoying the cool, therapeutic feel of the currents brushing over her body. She resurfaced with a gasp, turning to look back at Meryl, standing navel deep in the water as she pushed her hair over her shoulders. She watched him strip down the last of his clothing, looking his well shaped body up and down. He was very well built for a mage. He had powerful looking arms and chest, though it was riddled with scars. She wanted to touch them, but Elle was weird like that. She liked touching scars for some reason.
She watched him jump in and she caught the devious grin on his face. She smirked and dove under, kicking her long legs out to swim deeper. She used her water manipulation spells to propel her forward at a faster rate. She loved swimming! Aerin once loved it too, though the accident put an end to that. Just another thing he loved taken from him. The two twins inherited the love of water from their mother.
She resurfaced, gaining her breath back, before looking over to where Meryl was. She was in deeper water now, a few feet from over her head. She leisurely swam about, before diving back under again, swimming to the bottom. She watched how the seaweed seemed to dance gracefully in place. She scanned the bottom, looking for rocks or anything interesting to collect from this little trip.
Meryl gave her a flex as he caught her glance to him though he kept swimming towards her and kept that devious grin on his face. "Hey now! That's cheating!" He called out seeing propel forward and felt some magic being used. Perfect, he wasn't as skilled as he played off to be with water magic so this game was in her favor at the moment. Thanks a lot for not sharing the water magic Vivi! He cursed his stepmother in his mind.
Meryl swam as fast as he could after her and diving to swim underneath the waters surface doing his best to keep up but obviously struggling and it wasn't long before he lost her. He floated in the deeper water having resurfaced to catch his breath, he looked around not seeing Elle anywhere. "Quick little bugger...." He whispered under his breath unaware he was on the waters surface just above her. "And like that I lose my precious Elle, life is so unfair!" He whined shifting so he was just laying there and floating waiting for his elf to make an appearance again.
"I could try and shake the bottom of the lake...nah...not enough stone..." He whispered tapping his chin completely at Elle's merce now.
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 6, 2014 19:46:34 GMT -5
Elle saw a shadow fall over her and she looked up, seeing the shape of Meryl above her. She blinked, and a grin slowly spread over her face. She swam, positioning herself under Meryl, feet touching the soft bottom. She adjusted a moment and then pushed off, launching herself off the bottom of the lake. She swam up, and once she reached the mage she wrapped her arms around his torso and used her magic to tug him under the surface of the water.
She dragged him down a bit, before she swam out in front of him, smiling, giving a little underwater wave. She was pretty good at holding her breath for long periods of time, so her lungs weren’t burning yet. She gave a little grin before swimming back a ways, putting some distance in between them. Her hair floated around her like golden seaweed.
Meryl had closed his eyes as he plotted to lure out the beautiful Elle from her watery home, so, when the soft arms wrapped around his torso and he was pulled beneath the water all that could be heard was a surprised yelp before being muffled by the water he was buried in now. Meryl fough for a moment before ceasing to resist her pull to the bottom and just wore a playful scowl as she waved to to him and he grinned softly and waved back.
Meryl wouldn't have long before his lungs would force him to take a breath so he needed to move quickly. He swam after the girl using all his might at his disposal, nothing like the graceful swimmer he was after. Still he found himself noticing the way her hair effortlessly shown around her in the water this was her field and she was just as attractive down here as on the surface if not more so.
He forced himself to pick up his pace and grab hold of her ankle with a smirk, finally he had ahold of her well atleast for now anyway.
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 6, 2014 20:14:18 GMT -5
Elle let out a little, bubble filled cry as Meryl grabbed hold of her ankle. She tried to pull her leg away, but that only resulting in her pulling herself closer to the mage. She smiled at him, realizing she was rather trapped, in his clutches. It wasn’t a bad place to be, in her opinion, but she wasn’t quite ready to be in his clutches yet. It seemed like she was stuck though.
She leaned forward suddenly, pressing her lips against his, stealing a kiss from him for once. As she did she pried her ankle from his grip, then pulled back and swam up to the surface. She broke the surface, panting, before she swam a ways towards shore, until her feet hit the bottom. Yeah, swimming was a good idea on her part. She walked slowly towards shore a bit more, until the water was waist high, then stopped, turning back to face Meryl.
Meryl was thoroughly pleased to have the girl within his iron clutches and only teased her by making grabby hand with his free hand. Finally! The game is mine! He thought as he started to make his move against her only to see her close the space and steal a kiss from him, from him! This was a thing unheard of for him it wasn't a bad thing in the slightest and caused him to smile brightly but also weakened his hold on the girl which made her escape that much easier.
By the time he realized what had happened and how the tables were turned his lungs were burning and he swam up to the surface shortly after her and he took a deep breath panting. Watching her move to shallower waters brought an even wider smile to his face as he soon followed standing straight and stretching as he looked her up and down. He had been outsmarted and out played by her so the ball was hers to lead for now.
"Gotta say, it was pleasant having you kiss me for once. Though it was a dirty trick." He cooed placing a hand on his waist as the water trickled down his body, his other hand wiping away the wet hair in his face that impaired his vision of the beautiful lass.
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 6, 2014 20:51:57 GMT -5
Elle grinned as Meryl followed her, wiping water from his brow. She giggled and stuck out her tongue when he told her that she played a dirty trick. It was a dirty trick, but a girl had to do what a girl had to do, after all.
“It isn’t that easy to catch an elf when they don’t want to be caught.” She said, mirroring Meryl by placing a hand on her own well rounded waist. She waded up to him, getting so close that her chest touched his.
“But, I suppose if it’s too tricky for you, I could go easy on you.” She added, smirking at him. She looked at the scars on his body, reaching up to touch one, like she imagined doing earlier. Usually with men she liked to ask about their scars, and they’d launch into a story filled with battle and victory. She didn’t ask Meryl though, because these ones were probably unpleasant to recall.
Meryl rolled his eyes when her tongue left her mouth finding her just to adorable for her own good, he winked at her softly. "Ah this is true it is hard to catch an elf, but, I could have caught you. Alas its impossible to get a kiss from one if you don't allow them their pride, yes?" He asked tilting his head to the side as she moved against him and the feel of her full just on his made him press his body against her an arm wrapping around her waist keeping her from running.
"Easy? Never would ask for such a thing. We both want this game to be played at our fullest, makes the reward that more intense and satisfying." He whispered to Elle and carefully took hold of her hand and helped it along the scar slowly, eyes watching her for a reaction or waiting for her to ask how he got them. His mind wandered to some of them. There where a couple that were obtained from a glorious, but, the most of them were indeed painful memories to recall.
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 6, 2014 21:23:42 GMT -5
Elle laughed, before nodding. “Yes, elves certainly do have their pride. You can’t take that from us.” She said, tracing the scar again. She paused when his hand reached up, half expecting him to pull hers away, but instead he helped her trace the scar. She smirked, looking back up to Meryl upon his next words.
“Play to the fullest? Careful what you wish for. My fullest could drag this out for days until you’re on your knees begging.” She said, playfully poking him in the chest. She passed, looking thoughtful before tilting her head. “Unless you want to be begging by the end?” She teased. The idea sounded fun. Elle played it before, but it really wasn’t a tactic she’d use on Meryl. He was charming, and clearly a devious type. He’d probably lose interest in her if she pulled that stunt, and she was definitely interested in keeping in interest.
“Perhaps you want me to play hard to get.” She said, pushing against his chest in a play effort to get out of his grasp, a smile on her lips.
"I wouldn't dare dream of taking it from you...I'd rather take you." He cooed to her softly closing his eyes enjoying her touch to the scarred flesh and a small shiver was drawn out of him by her touch. He opened them once again to return her smirk and looked her in the eye with a challenging look. Oh she had his full attention at the thought of the hunt.
"Oh days I wont argue you seem to be strong enough to hold out," He said taking a pause to wink at her softly "But the one begging on their knees in the end would be you my dearest Elle. Hungrily begging me..." He said gently grabbing her chin to pull her face closer to his and tightening his arm around her waist to keep her from escaping from him.
"Oh maybe I wont lie it is a fun game to play though I don't think it would be much fair to the lady making her play such a game when she desires me." He said pressing his forehead to hers and looking her in the eyes. "I don't want to let you go anyway. I'd rather have you right here...staring into the sparkling eyes that put shame to the stars in the sky."
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 6, 2014 21:59:29 GMT -5
“Ha! You seem awfully confident.” Elle replied, though the idea of having a man reduce her to the point of begging seemed incredibly exciting. She couldn’t help but doubt he was capable, but who knew? He was a mage after all. Elle never dabbled in mages before. Who knew what magical things Meryl was capable of?
She felt his arm tighten, and he took hold of her chin, staring deeply into her eyes. She stared right back, ceasing her squirming. She laughed a bit as he once more lavished her in compliments, even at this stage.
“Well, I’d hate to keep a man waiting.” She replied, before closing the tiny amount of distance between then, pressing her lips against his again, one hand on his shoulder, the other on his chest.
"Oh I am for good reason." He stated rather confidently as he eyed the girl and was about to speak again but her lips enclosed on his own and he placed a hand on the back of her head entwining within her beautiful locks. Meryl kissed her deeply and passionately the hand that was around her waist finding its way to her butt and getting himself a good handful.
A breath hitching as a stone wall rose up out of the water behind her and Meryl pressed her into it, lifting her up and supporting her with her legs at each of his sides and body pressed against hers firmly. A small smirk against her lips as he kept his lips against hers not wanting to break the kiss she started. Unfortunately he had to pull back to take a breath.
"Yes, I dislike waiting after all." He whispered to her and lips still dangerously close to hers and he gave her a quick kiss, opening his eyes trained on her the entire time to view her reaction to see if she disliked anything.
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 9, 2014 17:47:58 GMT -5
Elle smiled through the kiss before Meryl deepened it, his hand sliding lower till it gripped her rear. She let out a soft, muffled laugh at that, cheeks dusted with a light shade of pink, before her own hand that had rested on his chest slipped around his back. Her fingers brushed up against the large scar on his back, though she made no indication that she noticed it.
Suddenly, from behind, a stone wall broke the surface of the water. Meryl pressed her up against it, the stone feeling cold against her back. He lifted her legs to his side, and she responded by hooking them around his waist, shifting to get more comfortable and have a better grip, though she didn’t think he’d let her fall. Not when she was so tightly pressed up against this stone wall he conjured. Finally the kiss was broken, giving the two some time to breath.
“Yes, I noticed.” Elle replied, smiling up at the mage. She readjusted her arms, slipping them both around his body. This time she did register the large patch of scar tissue. She gently traced her fingers down it. “I guess it is a good thing we aren’t the type for waiting, isn’t it?” She whispered, before once more reconnecting their lips.
"Mmm very very good! I really hoped you were the same, I couldn't wait for you even if I tried." Said Meryl with a soft pant as the bodies were only further entwined with the movement of her legs around him. His breath becoming more heated as they remained so close together, he adjusted one arm to move a hand underneath her to keep her supported.
When their lips met again his other hand rested gently against her cheek as they kissed. Meryl's body shivering at her gentle touch to the scarred flesh it spurred him to kiss her more deeply and lovingly. The gentle touch of her fingers and soft flesh a pleasant feeling compared to the touch that gave him the wicked mark. His eyes watching her to enjoy the sight before finally closing and giving himself wholely into the kiss and passion that was to follow.
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 9, 2014 19:07:50 GMT -5
Elle closed her eyes against the kiss, back arching so that she pressed herself closer to Meryl. He kissed her passionately, so passionately. It was a nice change of pace. She tangled both fingers in the mage’s hair, enjoying the soft feel of it between her fingers. She shifted, moving even closer as Meryl put more love and care into the kiss. And she too gave into the passion to come.
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Elle stretched, sighing contently, the sun shining hot on her back. She bent forward and splashed water on her face before she picked up her panties, rung out the excess water, and turned, walking around to pick up the rest of her clothes, naked. The grass was soothing beneath her feet. Once she finished gathering her things she piled them under the shadow of a tree and sat down, digging into her everything pouch.
“Want a snack?” She called, pulling out some jerky and nibbling on it. She waved another piece in the air at the mage, before lyng back on the grass.
Meryl was collecting his clothes aswell having thrown them in a pile like a slob he was at times, the only thing that was placed or treated with care was the large tome he had. His nostrils flared and he quickly sniffed the air, he turned and viewed her handling the prize he sought hungrily before setting his eyes on her as a prize. He looked to Squeekers and the two seemed to commune with only glances as the drakeling ran away into the grass to complete his new mission assigned to him.
"I would love some, I worked a lot so I need a refueling." Said the mage with a nod as he rushed over to her and lying on his side next to the woman and taking the meat and nibbling on it slowly. Watching her he felt a strange sensation and he found himself leaning over and kissing her shoulder slowly. Merly blinked softly wondering what had come over him so suddenly to make him want to act such a way but he didn't see it as something he should resist. "Unless of course you just want me to leave now that you've used me for my body.~" Said Meryl with a playful and teasing wink to the girl.
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 9, 2014 19:50:16 GMT -5
Elle smiled as Meryl hurried over, taking the snack offered and planting a sweet kiss on her shoulder. She rolled onto her side, facing the mage, chewing on her own bite before swallowing. She gave him a mischievous grin.
“Yes, you really worked hard.” She remarked, reaching out to touch his chest, tracing another scar. She took another bite, looking up at the overhanging branch that shaded the two above them. She gave a giggle when he spoke, winking at her.
“Well, if you want to leave, I can’t stop you. But I rather like you around.” She said, rolling onto her stomach, her legs bent, feet in the air, slowly swaying back and forth. “I’d like to see more of you, after I’ve seen all of you, of course.” She said, popping the last bit of the jerky into her mouth.
Meryl smiled softly and sincerely with his eyes closed as she traced another scar on his body, he was rather enjoying her touch more then he thought he should be. He pecked her lips softly while she was on her side still amazed that he was thoroughly enjoying her presence close by. "Hopefully not in vain, I wanted to please the lady after all." He said with a grin and downing the rest of the jerky rather quickly and seeing her roll onto her stomach.
"Honestly...I'd like that. Seeing you more and spending more time together." He said softly and scooted closer to her and nuzzling the elf gently. "And learn all the ways to make your toes curl." He said with a beaming grin and wrapping a firm around her and rolling onto his back causing Elle to lay ontop of him and he cuddled the girl closely.
Post by Luella Vaettir on Mar 9, 2014 20:55:51 GMT -5
“Yeah? You’d want to see me more?” Elle asked, feeling honestly surprised. There weren’t many men who wanted to see Elle again, outside of the occasional romp. Even guys she liked a lot, like Meryl. She was aware it was partially her fault, but she couldn’t change. She didn’t really want to. Not for others anyways.
Meryl grabbed hold of her and rolled her on top of him. She giggled, kicking her feet. She rested against him, looking at him for a while before she reached up and gently stroked the mark under his eye again.
“You say you’re half demon, right? On your father’s side?” She asked. “What was he like?” She shifted on top of him, getting more comfortable, before settle back again, gently tracing the scars on his chest once more. She wondered if his father did this, but wasn’t so sure. She saw the large scar on his back. Someone didn’t like what he was more than anything else.
Meryl was a bit confused by her surprise but he pushed back his own curiousity and smiled happily at her. "I would I would! Who wouldn't Elle? You're fun, smart, beautiful, and incredibly alluring. Plus you make me smile." Meryl stated nodding in a know it all fashion. "Proper dates before you take advantage of my innocence." He cooed with a large grin as he thought about future dates. Wait did I just get a... he thought blinking quickly.
Though when he felt the touch to his birth mark he calmed down a little bit and smiled once again leaning his face into her touch. "Yeah...my father..." He said in a whisper a small frown tugging at his features again as he thought about it. "I wouldn't know...he wasn't around for me. From what I got from my mother and what I was being forced fed and getting introduced to mud, it wasn't a consenting relation between my parents."
Meryl's eyes gleamed a bit of sadness as he continued to dwell on his lineage and he ran his hands through Elle's hair more to comfort himself for he found solace in the girl. He gave her a small smile hoping she wouldn't feel like she had to stop asking questions about him, he didn't mind sharing with her despite how the memories made him feel.