Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 11, 2013 2:41:56 GMT -5
Syren watched his face as he considered what he wanted to do, hardly daring to breathe herself while she waited. She wasn't even sure how badly Viktor wanted to take Summer Land anymore; she knew that it had started out as nothing more than a game to him, a desire to humiliate those who had exiled him, and to get out of the ice and snow. When he had kidnapped her as a part of his plan, he had been a man with nothing to lose; now he had something to live for, and something he wished to protect.
When she heard the way he sighed, she knew he was about to agree, and the corners of her lips turned up just slightly, although she tried to keep the 'I win' expression off her face as much as possible. She nodded to both his questions. "Yes, I can write it in a way that only she will understand." She promised, then leaned in to give him a long, lingering kiss, "thank you." She breathed against his lips, looking into his eyes gratefully. [/color]
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Post by Viktor de Winter on Feb 11, 2013 15:22:02 GMT -5
When she kissed him Viktor knew he had given her what she wanted; and while he did not like it; he would trust in her judgment over this. "I want to see the letter; and know the code before you send it. Then I will have someone trusted take it as far as Summer Land; I will need a the name of someone you trust to get the message to her." He spoke of plans to make; but his hands where moving over her dress; seeking to pull her closer to him.
She had begun this day trying to soften him; and he would seek his reward now; and in turn offer what comfort he could over the news of her father's bastard taking the kingdom. "In case you are betrayed; speak nothing of your pets; and of speaking to dragons. The longer we keep this from others; the safer you will be." Tilting his head; his lips found her neck; and he began working his way down.
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Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 11, 2013 17:49:45 GMT -5
She nodded to all his requests. "I can teach you the code, but you can't teach anyone else." She trusted Viktor, but the fewer people who could interpret the cipher, the better. "And I know some people who could get it to her." She'd have to choose just the right person, but she could worry about that later. Right now, she leaned into his hold and touched her lips to his cheekbone, her eyelashes fluttering.
"I won't," she promised when he spoke of her abilities, there was no reason to tell her mother that yet, and it would still be a tactical advantage to keep their military edge under wraps until they needed to use it. She wasn't entirely foreign to the way of war. She gave a soft groan as he started kissing her neck, and she braced her hands on his chair to support her weight so that she could move her legs to straddle him. [/color]
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Post by Viktor de Winter on Feb 14, 2013 21:22:09 GMT -5
"Good; you can tell her everything when you see her again; and it is you who are queen of Summer Land; and not this bastard." His lips moved to her collar bone; while his hands went to her hips to help balance her while she moved; then to pull her harder against him. Moving his hands up to the top of her dress; he tugged it down a few inches before burring his face between her breast and sucking on the skin there.
The door was closed; but unlocked; and while most people would knock before entering; he knew that a few of his men cared not for formal entrances. Still; she had just sent them all running; and they would not return for fear of dealing with a weeping woman. "Syren; I am going to have you in this chair;" It was her one warning; to either move this to the bedroom or take the risk of being caught.
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Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 14, 2013 22:15:24 GMT -5
"Mmmm... yes." She answered while leaning her head back to give him better access to her flesh, moving her hands up to his shoulders. It was unclear whether this was in response to his words or his actions, but either way, the meaning stood. Syren groaned when he pulled her hips hard against him, and shifted her hips against him pleasurably, her eyes closing and a smile coming to her face at his touch. When he moved his lips lower, she gasped, leaning her head forward, she buried her face in his hair to bring him closer.
She gave a short burst of laughter when he said that he was going to have her right here. "That is the idea, dear husband." She turned her head so her cheek was pressed into his hair. She knew that the room wasn't locked, that anyone could just walk in and catch them... and that just made it more exciting. She reached one hand up, tangling it in his long locks of hair, she used it to pull his head back so that she could look into his eyes before she spoke. "Take me." She ordered him, before she leaned in to kiss him, hard and passionately. [/color]
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Post by Viktor de Winter on Feb 16, 2013 12:44:25 GMT -5
Bloody hell! She was going to be the death of him, but what a bloody good way to go. Her aggressive movements only made him harder. Sucking her tongue into his mouth, Viktor teased her an groaned at the taste. How the hell they'd gotten so lucky as finding this when he stolen her, he didn't know. But nor did he care to look a gift horse in the mouth. Even if she could be his foes white elephant against him.....he'd keep her.
Bunching her dress up to her waist, Viktor broke the kiss and began unlacing the dress, before pulling it lower. "Bloody hell woman, you are so fucking beautiful." He muttered before taking one of her twin pillowed globes into his mouth and sucking hard, while his large hands cupped her arse and pressed her gap of Rohan into his horn of Gondor.
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Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 16, 2013 19:55:36 GMT -5
Syren settled her arms around his neck as they kissed, gasping for breath when he broke the kiss to focus on undressing her. She shivered slightly as he exposed her skin to the cold winter air, but chuckled at all his swearing and the compliment he somehow managed to work in there. His mouth felt like fire on her chilled flesh, and she pressed her body towards him, straining to be closer to him, already damp with desire for him.
Syren inhaled sharply when he pulled her against his restless manmeat, she clenched her fingers in the fabric of his shirt and exhaled slowly, before she ground her hips against him. Disentangling her fingers from his shirt, she reached down between them to unlace his trousers, freeing his throbbing manliness from it's cage of consternation. A smile came to her face, and she lifted her skirt so she could rub their flesh together, moving her hands to hold the back of the chair behind him, she let out a soft sound of pleasure. [/color]
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Post by Viktor de Winter on Feb 19, 2013 22:28:50 GMT -5
"Bloody hell; woman!" Viktor barely got out as she freed the Beast of Carthage and pressed the The Nile against him. His hands fell to her hip; in attempt to still her actions so he did not finish all over her; rather then in her. He had been right on his wedding night; when he had assumed it would not take her long to learn to be as wild as he knew her to be.
Pushing from the chair; he walked the few steps to the table; and rested her on it. If he man had to be married to a bossy wife; there were time he let her have her way; and there were time he had his. Today he was going to fuck her over the maps; and smear all the ink that was on them all. Moving his mouth down her neck; and over her mountains of Vila; he made his way down to drink from the Nile.
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Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 19, 2013 23:03:00 GMT -5
Syren shrieked with laughter when Viktor swore and seized her by the hips, preventing her from rubbing their bits together, before she let out her breath in an ecstatic rush. "Viktor," she murmured plaintively in his ear, leaning down to nip at the top of his ear hungrily. It really hadn't taken long to waken her wild side once they were married and she discovered how much she enjoyed being touched, being pleasured, and being fucked.
She squealed when he stood up suddenly, her hands moving quickly from the back of the chair to wrap around his neck, her legs around his waist as he took the few steps to the table, and she giggled encouragingly. It seemed he wasn't going to have her in the chair after all... but that suited her just fine. She didn't give a damn if they messed up his maps and plans; if he didn't care, she didn't have to either. She perched on the edge of the table and spread her legs wide, letting go of his neck, she leaned back on her palms as his head descended to her weeping folds. "Oooh, Viktor," she breathed deeply. [/color]
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Post by Viktor de Winter on Feb 21, 2013 23:17:04 GMT -5
Viktor used his hands to part the gates of Avalon; and use his lips; tongue; and teeth to sample the waters. Lifting her hips; he pushed her back more into the table; and closer to his mount. Reaching around one of her legs; he used one of his fingers to aid in his efforts to penetrate the gates of the heavens. After only letting up after he had flooded the valley; Viktor stood and looked down at her.
Pulling her to the edge of the table; Viktor turned her so her legs hung off the edge; and guided his raging beast into the gilded cage. Bending low over her; Viktor moved her hair of he could first suck her ear; before asking; "Should I take you here; Wife? Or the chair?"
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Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 23, 2013 1:49:12 GMT -5
Syren sucked in a deep breath as he went to work, and gave a delighted laugh when he pushed her further onto the table. She sunk down to lean back on her elbows, letting her head fall back, she gasped and moaned as he tended to her lady garden, squeezing her eyes shut as he coaxed the rains to come. She opened them abruptly when he stopped suddenly, to see him towering over her, Syren looked up to meet his gaze, right before he seized her and pulled her back towards him.
She squealed with surprise when he turned her over and buried his throbbing mass in her unholy cavity of carnal pleasure, her eyelids fluttering. She braced her hands on the table, her mouth falling open as his mouth found her ear, and she rotated her hips from side to side with a smile. Her smile grew when he offered her the choice, and after a moments consideration, she answered, "Both. Both is good." She answered with a slight, short laugh. [/color]
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Post by Viktor de Winter on Feb 23, 2013 14:54:01 GMT -5
Viktor chuckled deeply; and began to move his hips. This first round he would make quick; and bring her to the first height before he would take her to the chair. Reaching around to her front; he reached between her legs; and used his thumb and first finger to pinch her chit. She had come rather far since not knowing anything on her wedding night.
He kept pounding into her; and using his hand to toy with her; his other hand reached up to fist into her hair; and without overly hurting her pulled her head back so he could bite her neck. He kept this up until he felt her come around him manly beast. Then he held her hips; and moved them back to the chair. "Turn around; and finish this." He growled out.
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Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 23, 2013 22:43:46 GMT -5
Syren leaned down close to the table to better brace herself against his pounding, making no effort to stifle her gasps and moans of pleasure. Moving her hips back in time with his thrusts, she pushed him deeper and her eyes rolled back when he found her pleasure pearl with his fingers and used it to stimulate her while he fucked her. When he pulled back on her hair, she made a slight growling noise, but didn't fight against him, tilting her head back and gasping when she felt his teeth on her shoulder. Her back arched, and she screamed his name before her body tightened around him, and she rode the waves of pleasure with a smile on her face.
By the time they had dissipated enough for her to return to her senses, Viktor had moved them back to the chair, and she grinned at his order. "As my lord husband commands," she purred, turning around, she positioned herself so she was straddling him, her knees braced on either side of him on the chair, she slid down onto his one-eyed snake slowly. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, looking him in the eye, she steadily increased the speed at which she rode him, and captured his lips with her own to kiss him deeply. [/color]
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Post by Viktor de Winter on Feb 24, 2013 20:04:08 GMT -5
Viktor pressed his skull into the back of the chair; while his wife began to rise up and down over him. His hands moved to her hips; helping make the motions easier. His hips moved up to meet her; at every time she fell over him. "Bloody hell woman; You are going to be the death of me." He groaned; moving her faster; no longer wanting her slow build up.
When she kissed him; he lifted one hand to the back of her head; holding her in place while he used his teeth to take her bottom lip into his mouth; and suck on it before moving to kiss her fully. "The chair might be fun; but there is no fucking leverage." He wanted to take her harder; but this was her show while she was on top; and he wasn't inclined to move her. "Finish it." He was close; but he would not finish before her; knowing he would not be able to help her finish after.
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Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 27, 2013 3:22:05 GMT -5
Once she found her pace, she moved her hands from his shoulders to hold the back of the chair for support, she was quite enjoying her ride. She gave a short burst of a chuckle when he claimed she would be the death of him, and closed her eyes. "Shut up," she drew the words out plaintively, grinding her hips down over his to increase the friction.
She growled her annoyance when he persisted in complaining about the chair, but didn't answer until he told her to finish it. "Don't tell me what to do," she answered stubbornly, moaning the words into his ear, but slowing down to ride him harder. She bit her lip and pulled one of his hands away from her hip to her breast, Syren squeezed her eyes shut tight while she finished, and then let herself collapse forward into his arms to catch her breath. [/color]
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Post by Viktor de Winter on Feb 27, 2013 22:43:42 GMT -5
When she told him to shut up; he chuckled until she pulled a groan out of him. She rode him until they were both finished; and he jerked up as he did. Gripping her hip; and pressed her tightly into his hips and held her there; as he came. "You are a very bossy mistress." He teased her. Pulling her close enough to run his hands over the skin he had exposed. "I did not even undress fully. Bossy and demanding."
He used his hand to pop her rear in his teasing; and looked up into her face; for while she was on his lap she was taller then him. His hand came to rest over the child she was growing; and he could not help but to smile. He was rather pleased with how his kidnapping had turned out; and had come to no longer try to control her; and even give her almost unlimited control of the kingdom. Most his men favored her--not her pet--and his people loved her. He should have kidnapped her sooner.
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Syren de Winter
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Queen Of Winter Land Former Princess of Summer Land [/color]
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Post by Syren de Winter on Feb 28, 2013 2:53:40 GMT -5
Syren giggled when he teased her, resting her forearms on his shoulders, she she leaned down to kiss his forehead. "I'm a queen; I get what I want." She reminded him, she was used to getting her own way her whole life, and even since being kidnapped, that had changed little. She gave a squeak when he slapped her ass, and raised a testy eyebrow at him. "You really ought to get back to work, I think." She told him, leaning down to press a light kiss to his lips.
She pulled back suddenly, and standing, she pulled her dress back into place, deftly retying the laces he had pulled loose and brushing the wrinkles out of her skirt. Once she was presentable, she smirked at him playfully and wiggled her fingers back at him. "See you at dinner, dear." She blew him a kiss over her shoulder as she sauntered out of the room, leaving him to do whatever planning he needed to do. She would get started on that letter. [/color]
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