Re: Valentine's trip. (Daciana)

by **Daciana** Sun Aug 04, 2013 1:25 am

The night was passing like something beautiful. It started with the meal being prepped. It was an incredibly difficult time for her. Every second she turned, she was met with lips, caresses or otherwise affectionate touches. His hands had a bit of a wandering affect about them. She didn't mind. His each movement made her heart flutter in her chest with delight. Soft marks were left along on her chest and her stomach tensed pleasantly. Something about him- was just enrapturing.

From there, they went to the piano. His fingers were magical on it. Daciana could only hope that one day she would play so beautifully as well. He led her in teaching the basics. He did take it easy on her. If he hadn't taken it easy on her, like she had requested she would have been lost! Her fingers slowly became more comfortable on the keys, but soon it was time for dinner. Slowly, she scooted herself off the piano bench and followed him back to the dinner table.

As she sat down, she nearly drooled, because it all smelled so appealing. Luckily she didn't though, because otherwise, that would have been embarrassing. Her body slid into the chair with ease. Then, they began to eat. Oh the wonderful flavors that flashed over her senses. The last time she had such a flavorful meal- was a long time. Long enough, in fact, that she could not really recall it.

Wylfred brought out a bottle and poured a couple glasses of wine to go with, but only after his foot had tapped hers. She thought nothing of the tapping since the table was small and it was likely he had just shifted, which made him bump feet.

A toast he had made. She wrapped her fingers around the small and clear goblet. With a very gentle motion her glass clicked with his and then there came the testing- which she was nervous about.

Glass to her lips felt cold. A smell unlike the bitter alcohol she normally smelled filled her nose. This smelled sweeter, almost like sparkling juice. It was her first time having alcohol- this was a moment to remember for sure. Her eye set on him a moment, before she smiled and tilted it. A gentle and sweet wine covered her tongue and she spilled a little in surprise.

With a red face, she wiped her chin and put the glass to her lips. Soon, she had drained the entire glass. The small shocks on her tongue lingered a second later which gave her a delightful sensation on her tongue. "Zat- tastes really good," she said, obviously impressed.

Suddenly she placed her hands in her lap and her smile pulled into view. "Zank yoou Vylfred. Zis night had been completely vonderful. I couldn't have asked for another." With a close of her eyes, she bowed her head, because it was a bit difficult to curtsy while at the table. Soon, her eyes were back on his.

by **Wylfred Lanthier** Sun Aug 04, 2013 4:28 am

"Thank you for being there..." Wyl replied politely, giving her a smile of his own. "...this night couldn't have happened without you." And he, after all, was sincere. Despite how unreasonably hasty he had been in his decisions, something he anyway knew being a weakness of himself when it came to such matters, the day has passed pleasantly and it had been nice to return to the Wales' home. Something he should have done more often.

The young ritualist had been pleased that Daciana enjoyed the wine, beside the obvious making her happy, there was something in his demonic side that somewhat enjoyed the idea that it was a small step for her on the road of losing her innocence. And by his hands, no less. Even if it was mostly of a subconscious thought, lingering with her bond with Ahuva and his own strange nature, Wyl couldn't help to find it amusing and exciting.

The dinner itself had been surprisingly delicious, not a bad cook from starting Wylfred had anyway managed to get surprised by how much Daciana suggestion had helped to change the flavors for a more delicate better. Nothing really surprising for any third party that would actually have worried more about his generous hand in pouring spices and herbs into stuff. Even the risotto had turned something entirely different as he had used water and wine to cook it rather than just the latter.

And as they were approaching the end of the dinner, he started to plan what to do next. Sadly, or luckily depends on your take on such things, the house lacked any modern comfort as TV, DVD players and such things. And with the girl having politely ignored or been completely oblivious about his playing footsie, then he was going to need more direct ways to flirt and seduce her. The music hall was probably going the best choice, maybe a little piano, maybe some time on the couch with a glass of sherry. He had introduced her to wine, why not even to liquors?

To be honest he didn't wanted her drunk, that was going to be like stealing candies from children, which was something other demons would resort to. And, in his eyes, the drunk rape was something more akin human nature than demonic. And so, here they were, looking into each other silently, waiting for the first to speak and make the next move as Wyl wasn't really too eager to break eye contact even for the small time needed to lead her to somewhere more comfortable.

by **Daciana** Sun Aug 04, 2013 11:07 am

There was a silence for a while. He was happy that she was here and to be honest, she was happy as well. Her glass was empty and her plate was clean. Feeling like sitting and staring wasn't getting anything done, she stood and took her plate. Then walked over and glanced with a look asking if he was done. With his permittance, she grabbed his plate and silverware and sashayed her way to the sink. Within a couple moments, the dishes were done (even though she didn't need to do them, it was habit really). Once done, she dusted off her hands onto her dress and turned to smile at him.

Her hand would offer towards his. "Since you look as lost as I feel, shall ve take ourselves to couch for some more of ze ozer day?" Naturally she enjoyed cuddling with him- just like how they had that first night. There was something wonderful to be felt when his body was pressed to hers. His arms around her as they tried to scrunch up on the apartment couch. She paused and looked away for a moment to blush. "Or- ve could go to bed.." She wasn't trying to be forward- in fact she didn't know what she was asking. She didn't want to sleep- unless maybe he'd let her sleep with him? But- no! Nice girls didn't do that- did they? Her heart hammered though at the thought, anyways.

by **Wylfred Lanthier** Sun Aug 04, 2013 11:52 am

Wyl didn't really expected her to do the dishes, but since she acted so suddenly, he could do nothing but let her go her way. A little because he didn't felt to prevent her from expressing her way to help that way, but mostly because it looked like they were a married couple, something he couldn't refrain himself from pointing out to her, grabbing her hips from behind and slowly whispering in her ears. "You looked like a newly wed wife, the best one a man could ever desire."

Then she, apparently, went full forward asking him about choosing between cuddles on the couch or directly to the bed. "If you leave the choice to me, my Queen, there's no way I could even think about this." Again it was a whisper to her ears, before subsequent kissing happened and the ritualist took her into his arms bride-style heading for one of the two bedchambers they had arranged for the night.

He actually decided even to go for the one she had placed her luggages in, deciding that if he had to take her it has to be done completely and in the place she had picked for her own. The trip wasn't the easiest one as kisses were exchanged during the whole path from the kitchen to the room and ended with Wyl helping her on the bed, before leaning against the girl and starting to kiss her even more passionately. "More of the other day you said uh?" The young man said with a grin before resuming to tease her with his kisses.

by **Daciana** Sun Aug 04, 2013 1:30 pm

"If you leave the choice to me, my Queen, there's no way I could even think about this." Huh? He already knew what he wanted like that. At least he KNEW she supposed. Before she could really know what was going on, lips were on hers and her body was swept into the arms of her mysterious man. He was leading her- past the couch and through the halls. Where exactly they were going though-?

Her eyes closed as he still held her mouth. At last they were brought to the room. He laid her upon the bed and stole more kisses; greedier ones, stronger ones. Her stomach was pleasant to the feeling. Her eyes opened at last to catch his. Those orbs that pierced deep into her very heart. Her heart was open to him to see. She was because of him- and she was happy with that- but that pleasant feeling in her was growing.

"Yes, please." It was all she could really say to him. She wasn't sure what she was asking, but she wanted whatever he was giving. If he was temptation, then she was easily falling into it. It wasn't a bad thing, though. There was a certain kind of connection she felt- that led her to feel attached to him.

by **Wylfred Lanthier** Sun Aug 04, 2013 2:20 pm

[TIMESKIP! February 15th 2012 Around 2:00 PM]

Wyl turned in the bed, still sleeping and his arms still holding Daciana, the both of them being partially covered by blankets. "Mhhhhmh... Daci.. love..." The ritualist spoke still being lost in his dreams, Ahuva chuckling from whenever she was in Inferis at her son words. Again the ritualist turned and moved close, snuggling her from the side. As a little present from the succubus to the young couple and her own amusement, she had used Wyl as puppet to let him close to the woman she had picked.

Ahuva had little troubles with this, even if she preferred Wyl to be more proactive in the quest for pleasure she was open minded enough for a demon to find interesting what would be of her son with a mate to whom being commited. "They're cute though..." was her comment, from whatever place in Inferis, she was staying about the two of them.

Cute wasn't really a word one would have used for what had happened, despite the appearances made it pretty evident. The more appropriate term would've been intense and without going further details, by now Daciana ended up with a grip over Wyl's emotions that neither of the two could even imagine would be possible. Something that had actually surprised even Ahuva, who witnessed the event and what Wyl felt through their bound.

"...mmhh... love..." The young ritualist was smelling a sweet fragrance from Daciana's hair, still trying to hold her close by istincts of possessiveness. For sure he wasn't going to wake up yet.

by **Daciana** Mon Aug 05, 2013 2:28 am

Pleasant dreams flooded her. Images of a delightful nature moved with ease over her eyelids. How long had it been since she was asleep so deeply and so safely? The terrors of her days with Mr. White were far behind her. Sure they'd return to her after everything, but for now- she was free of the troubles- free of everything she had been forced into.

It never felt so good just to lay down and sleep. Well maybe after long days of running for her life, but for now- she was hidden away. Fast asleep, she could feel him anyways. Her body pressed tight to his as he pulled her closer. The soft feel of his breath lingered on her body and gently called her to wake up. Though, she actually didn't want to, she slowly heard a voice calling to her- his voice. Despite how quiet and murmured it was, it stirred her awake.

She found herself wrapped in his arms; warm and caring arms. This- had to be a dream as well. The sheets were slightly askew from the previous night and she could rarely remember at first, but the aches in her body reminded her quite vividly what had happened. Oddly, she was okay with it. Yes, she actually couldn't be happier. It was the thing movies were made of (from the few she'd seen). Her lips hesitated, but pressed to his chin in a gentle affection. Part of her wanted to wake him up, the other part enjoyed watching him sleep like a little angel. "Good morning," she whispered, not really aware as to what time it was, anyways. The dull stir in her stomach made it obvious she was hungry though. Who could blame her after the vigorous exercise of the night before?

by **Wylfred Lanthier** Mon Aug 05, 2013 11:52 am

And Wyl yawned, moaned and definetely looked entirely different from his seductive self as he turned to look at his lover with sleepy eyes. For sure the sleeping ritualist's appearance was way more innocent than the awake one. And as he raised his head to look at her it appeared more than evident that his wake up hair were a mess. Well, not that what they did managed to prevent them from becoming a mess anyway.

"Good morning, my Queen..." He said kissing her, with his soft and passionate voice. He took a blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders like a cape. "Even if I fear the sun had set in the sky since a little already..." He felt to add as he felt a certain desire for food coming from his stomach.

The ritualist realized he was looking in her eye for all this time, how she could have captivated him that much was out of his imagination. It took a little moment for him to regain composture and give a quick glance in the room to check were every piece of clothing had ended up. "What about going down and getting ourselves some breakfast?" He asked with a smile, before thinking a little. "By the way, what about staying a couple more days? We can drive to the closest town to get more groceries." He had after all no real business to attend in these days.

by **Daciana** Fri Aug 16, 2013 1:10 pm

Soft and delicate kisses. Truly this man was a treasure to her. The way he held her- the way they were so snug together was just overwhelming. This was real to her- very real and yet it felt like a dream. This was something she never expected to happen to her. In fact she wondered if it ever happened to anyone. Her lips were curled into a pleasant smile as he kissed her and spoke of endeavors. Yes- they needed more groceries and yes she was ready to get them- well sort of. Her body still kind of ached all over.

"I zink zat is a good idea. I do feel a little too tired to make the trip back so soon." Her face turned a darker red as she knew exactly why. She didn't mind, though because in the end, to her, it was all very work it. "Besides, I enjoy being vith you." It was honesty and her arms wrapped around him. "Just let me shower first."

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by **Wylfred Lanthier** Fri Aug 16, 2013 8:01 pm

"And to think I kinda wanted to help with that..." Wyl teased, mostly due to wanting to see her face reddening. She was cute while doing so after all, something the young ritualist kinda learned to enjoy in the same way he enjoyed other pleasures. Raising his hands, he let the girl go ahead to shower taking some time to think about what was the closest urban settlement to reach for groceries.

"I like her..." Ahuva's voice spoke as usual in his mind, the succubus appearing pleased by the events of the night before and Wyl's choice to stay here a little more. "...and this place to be fair..." She added with the mental equivalent of a melancholic sigh.

"Happy to have your approval, but I'm pretty sure you already said that?" Wyl replied in his mind, laying a little more on the bed, looking at the ceiling before closing his eyes. Yes, staying here a little more was going to be a great idea especially because this was going to give him more chances to know about her.

Silly at it could sound, he had been also taken by that Romanian cuisine business, browsing on his cellphone as he waited for the girl to be done, the name of paprikash came to his eyes. Yeah, that was going to be a nice surprise and actually it looked tasty as well. Obviously Wyl already had some slight changes in mind for the dish, hopefully Daciana wasn't going to mind too much his habit to alter things while cooking.

The ritualist took a deep breath, things seemed so likely to be changing for him in the future...

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