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 Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 8:52 am
Chernabog listened with interest as she answered him, her story was as fascinating as she was. A complex tale that had shaped the cold female before him, he felt a surge of different emotions. He was angry she had been banished, yet pleased she was here now, jealous of Damon for a moment for his closeness, then annoyed at his own feelings. "A Ruler does not really rule, we are bound tightly, we are only as strong as those who would follow us, that is why I am so proud of the court." He had plans, great plans to establish the Reign, not just for himself though, that would be pointless, for even the greatest of Kings was still naught but mortal and he knew that as well as any.
He leaned in closer, strange how such cold eyes could heat him so, the fire in his eyes heightened. "I intend to conquer yes, spread, and eventually leave a dynasty ruled by my blood, the court you see now...eventually I hope for it to grow large enough that we might send not only one but large groups out to conquer and gain control over every pack, until there is only one true pack. The humans have done this, they may be near or far but they all obey one alpha who can give orders from anywhere. Yet despite the great power he has he shares it, he gives power to those who are worthy of ruling in his name, that is my goal, to strengthen our court and then send out our finest. Tribute is but the first step...Elimination of those who will not cooperate will be the second..."
He smirked softly the double row of metal and enamel fangs gleaming, how he adored thinking of the future. His thoughts wavered for a moment though, for he could easily see Mog slipping into his vision of the future, her cold blue eyes and his fiery red ones reflected back in the eyes of a strong young pup. Yet there was more to it then that, for he could easily imagine himself with Mog beside him, not a consort, but an equal.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 1:10 pm
Moghedien did not pull away as the alpha male leaned in closer to her, instead she lured him in closer by letting a little of the ice melt from her eyes, flickers of what lay beneath shining through now and again. He did not ask her another question and he seemed somewhat distracted by his thoughts as he stared into her eyes so she took a chance to pounce on him and she whispered softly, soothingly, 'A dynasty ruled by your blood,' she echoed his words, 'But you have not yet taken a mate...'
Surely she did not need to say anything more now, she would let the words hang for a moment, suggestion and also questioning lingered among the each of the words though before he responded she attacked again with, 'I've noticed something, you never tell anyone your name, why is that?' Again she let the question hang but again she continued with her attack, 'Would you tell your mate your name?' her voice dropped now and she leant in so close she could feel his breath upon her neck, rippling her fur, she could almost feel those metal fangs tickling her coat. 'Would you tell me your name?'
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 1:18 pm
He pressed closer still, now he was taking liberties, he knew then, he knew what lay before them. The admiration he felt for other females was so very pale in comparison to what he felt for Moghedien. She was his ice queen, his true queen, though he was reluctant to so easily grant her victory.
"No...I would need to be careful in my choice." He murmured softly.
He tensed as she brought up names, he had kept his own carefully concealed, he had so many titles, but only one true name. A name was a powerful thing, it allowed others to know you truly, to find you, to enter your mind and heart. "I would tell her, if she would take it to her grave...if you would take it...if you would swear your loyalty, your life to me..."
He paused for a long moment his red eyes narrowed on her sleek form. "I would swear my own to you..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 11:38 am
Moghedien smiled genuinely; finally she had won a place beside him as she had been aiming for, for so long now. 'I swear.' She whispered breathlessly into his ear. She held her nose close to his ear, allowing her breath to tickle the inner hairs of his ears before she pulled away from him, enough to look him directly in the eye. The ice melted and sparkling blue met fiery red and she repeated the two words just that bit louder, 'I swear.' But after a moment passed the ice returned and she became his ice queen again. He had won her life and loyalty, as she had his, but her heart was still her own she would not make the same mistake twice, he would have to share more of himself with her if she was to trust him enough to gift him with that.
She blinked slowly once and then leant in closer once again, breaking the eye contact and holding her nose just below his lower jaw, unable to fight of the desire she twisted her neck slightly and licked his top lip, slowly, running her tongue along and then flicking it up under his lip to run it along three of his teeth before with drawing it and then holding her head still, still at that slight angle.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 11:49 am
For the first time in so long he wished he could remove the carefully crafted metal and bone that was so well fixed on his skull. He finally had someone he wanted to touch without hurting or intimidating. He softly flicked his tongue against her muzzle careful to keep the sharp metal fangs from grazing her.
"They named me Chernabog before they learned to fear me." He murmured softly against her ear so that the secret would remain between the two of them. Now she knew, she was entwined with him, an extension of himself he would have to trust.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 12:16 pm
Chernabog, the name rolled about in her head as he whispered it to her and she warmed slightly inside. 'Then I will call you Chernabog my King, for I do not fear you.' With that she gave him a lick to his muzzle again, this time with a little more passion before rising from where she had been sitting in front of him and stood, looking down at him, though only slightly as she was so petite and fragile looking. She leant down and rested the side of her face to the cold metal skull and she whispered seductively to him, 'You wanted your blood to rule this pack, let that dream begin here.' She pulled her face away from the mask and walked by him, brushing herself against his shoulder and swaying silkily deeper into his den.
A pace or two behind him, she did not turn to face his back, she merely waited.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 12:59 pm
"Together, alone, you may call me what you wish my ice queen." He smirked and brushed against her pleased that he had finally found a suitable match. In all things she was no doubt his equal, if not his better, he would need to take care now for the most dangerous affairs were those of the heart.
"Let it begin..." He murmured with a nod and pressed close against her fire and ice.
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