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Subject Post 11Subject: Re: Baths of Caracalla [Open] Sat Jul 14, 2018 2:58 pm
The Quincy Prodigy
For the first time in forever it felt as though she could finally communicate with her friend as she had always wanted. They had seen and understood each other’s point, and that was already a point of victory worthy of praise. However, Sofia wasn’t ready for the sort of news that had been dropped on her all of a sudden. And while anguish and anger did overtake the girl for a few moments, she didn’t fear; not that much. While many Quincy did not live to be that long, that age came more naturally to those with great power. Beings like Yhwach had shown to be capable of living for well beyond her years. Nozomi, though an abomination in Sofia’s eyes had managed to extend her life to quite unbelievable lengths. Even Luna, the proud original Sternritter with whom Sofia had met, had a youthful and healthy look despite the age that rivaled Niflheim. There was a cure out there for whatever ailed her, she just needed to push on and live, for she certainly had another millennium in her, at least.
Still, as the hug transpired, the prodigy was pleasantly surprised with how her partner reacted, and by how she didn’t. The hand on her lower back had been more accidental than anything else, but the way the elect moved on was nothing but it. With that motion, the young woman had her hand right on her friend’s butt, feeling it and gripping it. It was an odd sensation, and one that she certainly had not anticipated. But the notion did nothing to make her stop or pull back. Instead, it simply made her enjoy the moment and thrive in it, like adding fuel to a fire.
“We will find a way. We will. But I believe your will to live and the answer to your plight lives within you, and in the energy, you radiate. Watch us grow; watch me grow.”
Her words were laced with truth and deep emotions, just as her partner’s had. However, both her words and her thoughts were quickly silenced by something she couldn’t have expected. Doing the unthinkable, Niflheim had reached in, and responded to the peck on her cheeks by plating a kiss on Sofia’s lips. Everything had happened to quickly, and the girl wasn’t sure what caused what. Maybe it was the touch of the hand, or perhaps the talk they became invested in. Either way, her next actions were swift and devoid of any rational thought but the one fueled by fun and lust. It could have been easy to blame Sofia’s actions on the stigma from the seal that was no more. Though perhaps none of it was anyone’s fault but rather the reflection of her own inhibited desires.
As soon as the quick kiss on her lips transpired, it was her turn. Turning the elect, Sofia would shove her up and against one of the walls of the tall rocky tower. Her hand continued to grope her rear, spreading her cheeks apart in the most sensual of manners. Her knee had managed to find the space between the elect’s thighs and push, placing her own thigh between them. It of course had the effect of bringing the supple flesh of her thick thighs right up and against the womanhood of her partner. Even her lips would reciprocate the previous action by kissing her though in a manner not seen between them just yet. The kiss was forceful and passionate, and it lasted far longer than the first. It made Sofia bite down gently on Niflheim’s lower lip and pull. And during its several minutes of transition, there were even times when she took the moment to capture the elect’s tongue with her lips, sucking on it to savour the moment that could be fleeting and rather rare.
Subject Post 13Subject: Re: Baths of Caracalla [Open] Tue Jul 17, 2018 11:12 am
The Quincy Prodigy
The situation had taken a sudden turn of event, and neither of them seemed to be against the way it had unfolded. Granted there was a definite level of surprise in the woman, as Niflheim had not only shown she was proud of her, but also a level of romantic interest. It had displayed itself in the form of hug that traversed into playful touching, groping, and even rather passionate kissing. In mere moments the elect had been pressed against a wall, a hand gripping lovingly at her rear, and a thigh pressed strongly against her most sacred of areas. The two had been kissing for several minutes, exchanging lustful glances, pulling on each other’s lips, and suckling on each other’s tongues. The more they did the more they craved, and the further they went, the further yet they wanted to continue.
“You surprise milady,” said Sofia with a playful grin as she bit her lower lip some, “but it’s a welcomed surprise for sure.”
It was difficult to truly say what had urged the situation on, and what continued to fuel it, but she certainly had some ideas. The Eris Seal was no more. The dark symbol had been destroyed nearly a year ago, and it could no longer claim its powerful effect on her body as it once had. Of course, at the same time, Sofia was a unique being on its own, as there were no records that she knew of anything that had done something like that. Everyone known to possess a seal, willingly or not, had enjoyed its benefits and/or disregarded its disadvantages, and always kept it. And while after all this time Sofia certainly felt difference, there was still the lightest of stigma, like a memory she didn’t forget. That wasn’t to say that it had any real lasting and present effect on her at the moment. But she did maintain a sort of heightened perception that allowed her to do many of the things she truly enjoyed. While not as wild as during the time she possessed it, the Quincy was far less restrained than in her rather younger days.
“I have to admit, this seems like something you were wanting to do for a long time. Was it?”
In an abrupt movement, Sofia was propped up, and brought closer to her partner. This time, the young woman was the one being held, with a hand behind the middle of her back, and another holding and groping at her sizable rear. To keep balanced and avoid falling off, the prodigy had made sure to wrap her legs around Niflheim’s torso, allowing her to keep her head a little higher though still within kissing distance; and that they did. The two would swap passionate kisses, playing and sucking on each other’s tongues for several minutes until a hand was placed on her lover’s shoulder, and pushed back a bit. It wasn’t meant as a definite stop but rather a pause, likely to save the fun for a little later.
The pause would come at a rather opportune time within the recital. The loud and high paced symphonic had taken a sudden change in direction. Instead, it had progressed into a slower, quieter, and more melodic transition. The soft yet beautiful tones were in perfect synchrony with the atmosphere between the too. Having paused the sensual assaults, Sofia simply looked at Niflheim, touching her forehead to hers and smiling.
“The show is about to end,” said Sofia with a loving expression, “let’s watch it together.”
From there the young Quincy would have tried to get on her feet, taken a hold of her lover’s hand, and walked to the edge of the tower. The two would have ideally sat on that edge, maybe pressed against one another, with fingers intertwined in a loving hold. It was true that the recital was soon to come to a close. The beauty that would showcase in its finale was something that needed to be admired in the moment before it finished, and they would. The night itself was still young, and there was no telling what the two would do and where they would go thereafter. To eat, to talk, to sleep, to fuck, to train; either would be a welcomed premise for what was to come, but for now there was music. For now, there was music, and a time to enjoy it.
Subject Post 15Subject: Re: Baths of Caracalla [Open] Sun Jul 29, 2018 1:10 pm
Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road
Perhaps it was how strange and unexpected it all had been, or the sheer taboo vibe she got from the entire situation, but she liked it. Still, it had been a wise choice to let her better judgement come out on top in a situation where untamed hedonism could have claimed their nights in a rather frantic and primal of ways. For as fun as it was to let her mind run about what could’ve happened, there were far more pressing matters they needed to tend to. But, for the time being the two sat, listening to the finale of the orchestra on the edge of that tower.
The two were sitting right next to each other, leaning, pressing lightly even against one another. Given the circumstances that had preceded, it shouldn’t have come as a surprise when one of Sofia’s free hands snaked its way just below Niflheim waist. It slipped and pulled her in tighter, making no attempts to conceal its downward slope into a grope with an intent that was as full of sass as her hand was full of ass. What would actually be surprising however was a lone piece of toasted garlic bread, floating from dining areas below, and higher towards their location. Probably the result of Sofia’s Melody using what she dubbed the force to pull on the item to bring it to them. Of course it also happened to create a subtle but welcoming tune that matched the moment just right. Atop the piece of bread, a fresh and cool slice of mozzarella cheese laid neatly. With a grin, Sofia would nudge her, allowing the item to float closer to her friend’s mouth so she could take a bite. If there was any left, Sofia would allow it to hover closer to hers so she could finish it off.
Once the two had finish, and with them the music, their time staying idle and thinking of pleasantries of the flesh would come to a pause. The elect had stepped up and raced down an away, not to lose her but rather to lead her somewhere. And while Sofia couldn’t tell for certain what it was her friend was planning, she had a pretty good hunch as to what it could be. Without delay, the Quincy would chase after her, staying no more than five feet away at any given time. They would speed past the dying sounds of music and past the people who congratulated the musicians on a great performance. They sped past the happy faces that left the area as their night finished, while the two of them went somewhere to essentially begin theirs.
After a while of running at very high speeds, the two had reached a location that was roughly 20-30 miles away from the closest town. When Niflheim took her stance it finally became clear to the girl; she wanted to test her and have fun. The realization brought a smile to Sofia, as that was something she had wanted to do ever since becoming powerful enough to warrant it. Granted, this wasn’t a battle for superiority, or a battle to the death, or even one to settle anything. Sometimes a spar was among the ways people could understand each other best. Words certainly helped, but special people needed special methods, and this one suited Sofia just fine. It was still up in the air whether the spar would focus on a certain area of combat or whether it would be a free for all. If she had to guess, it would revolve around the control over reishi since it was both Niflheim and Sofia’s specialty.
“Ready when you are,” said Sofia taking a step forth and lining her hands towards her friend’s direction. “Let us begin.”