Lore: The Seer of Lies

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Mon Apr 14, 2008 12:44 pm

Vlad was well and truly spent, but it was hard to ignore the twinge of carnal excitement that slapped him when Tenele's teeth found his neck. It brought a tired gasp from his lips, and he stared down at her in fascination. He should have brought her with him. It should have been easy for him, but his body just wasn't in good condition to listen to him tonight. "This may be the only time," he said breathlessly, "that you escape my full skills. I'm normally quite merciless," he smiled. Even he couldn't tell if he meant it as an apology, a reassurance, or a warning.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Mon Apr 14, 2008 12:55 pm

Tenele grinned and moved towards the side of the tub. She stepped out of the water, which trickled down her elegant form. She shifted and reached for a rack that held several fluffy white towels. She pulled one around her body and tied it at the top, hoping it would stay. Then she grabbed the other towel and held it out. "I'll help you dry off." She smiled softly too him, beckoning him out of the water.

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Mon Apr 14, 2008 3:09 pm

Vlad got up to his feet, standing waist-deep in the warm water. He bent over and dunked his head under, then straightened out and threw it back, shaking the water out. His hair clung in black feathers to his skin as he stepped up out of the bath and accepted the towel Tenele offered. Though he took it in his hand, he instead stepped up to her and pulled her close, his bare skin pressing into her towel. He looked down at her and gave her a long, thoughtful kiss in place of the cliche words he was tempted to use to express how affectionate he felt toward her at that moment. It seemed to require focus for him to loosen his arm around her waist and slowly step back. He glanced away and began toweling off proudly, though the effect was somewhat lost since he had to do it with one arm. He even dropped the towel a few times, using his telekinesis to keep it off the washroom floor.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Mon Apr 14, 2008 3:17 pm

She didn't want him to let go of her. She wanted to stay in that strong embrace forever. She wanted to feel him against her for eternity. It felt so right. So good.She could only smile at him when he let her go.

Tenele removed the towel from around her and one by one dried her elegant long legs. Then her body and her arms. She dried her long silver hair and returned the towel to around her form.

Once back in the room she walked over to his wardrobe. "I'm going to borrow a shirt, if that's alright..." She pulled a long sleeved black shirt from the drawer, which button down the front. She pulled it over her head, since the buttons were already buttoned. The sleeves hung past her hands, since she was a good deal smaller than Vlad. She left her towel by the door and walked back over the bed, sitting at the foot of it and watching him with intent eyes.

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Mon Apr 14, 2008 3:36 pm

Vlad followed Tenele's pace back to the room, his towel tied loosely at his hips. When she pulled his shirt over her head, he had to smirk at the image. "You're ready to be a monk," he announced mockingly, making a B-line for the bed and collapsing gingerly on top of the covers. His head swam a little as he lay back on his shoulder, but it passed soon enough. He held his face steady and studied the ceiling blandly. Now was the part he hated. Healing, resting cooperatively. Lothos hadn't just wounded him, he'd wounded his pride by forcing him to be incapacitated like this. Heck, he'd barely made it through bathing without help. It was a damned good thing that bartard was dead. To know Lothos did this much to him and survived would have been an extra jab to his pride that Vlad wouldn't be able to tolerate.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Mon Apr 14, 2008 3:45 pm

Tenele climbed into the bed, pulling the covers over her bare legs. She snuggled up to him, as close as he would allow in his sore condition. She kissed his cheek lovingly and then his lips. It was a long sweet kiss, tender and she had to force herself to draw her lips away. Finally she did and laid her head against his pillow. She didn't know how long it would take for Vlad to heal, but she would make sure it was easy for him and that he didn't do anything that would hinder it.

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