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 Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 6:56 pm
Nodding with satisfaction, Mikaril reached up rather absently to feel the clip on the side of his head, then blinked in surprise as Ssu hugged him. Gulping a little, he managed to awkwardly place his arms around Ssu and hug her back. "That's good; I.....don't want to leave her in here all alone. She would be so scared...."
He felt his breath catch in his throat as Ssu mentioned them having a few minutes. What would she want to do in just a few minutes? Surely it was just to give him some last minute instructions on the ceremony......or perhaps she just wanted to hold him or have him hold her, like he did back when Kyil had still been carrying Mikkyila. Nodding wordlessly, he walked over to where Ssu had pointed and sat down, looking at Ssu expentantly.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:10 pm
"I wouldn't leave a little baby alone. Sszor would have stayed with her here if it had come to that." She assured Mikaril as he cleared his throat. She waited for him to back up to the bed. Once he sat down, she gently stepped forwards, and attempted to sit with as much grace as she could manage in the cramped space. Ssussun placed her hand upon the bed, then leaned in towards Mikaril with a small smile.
"Now then." She murmured softly, and reached a hand out to gently touch his chest. "Before we hurry on out. I thought, that since we are skipping the public kiss. I might take a private one instead..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 7:25 pm
"Of course.....I should have know....it was silly of me to think that you would leave Mikky alone." Mikaril found himself already a bit flustered; he never seemed to think clearly when he was alone with Ssu; he felt that most of his energy was directed toward just not turning around and fleeing, or bursting into tears, or doing something even more ridiculous than just tripping over a few words and having a few misplaced thoughts.
He saw her hand reach out to touch his chest and he reflexively felt his heart beginning to race. He closed his eyes as he felt the soft touch through the strange new clothes, and he bit his lip minutely so that Ssu would not see. She probably knew he was already nervous, but he was determined to not act foolishly. She was doing him a favor by claiming him, and he would do well to be grateful and indulge her whims, which he had to admit though they were amorous, carried none of the savagery he had come to expect from females intent on taking a male.
He willed his voice to make it out of his throat as he opened his mouth. "I........think I could do that."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 8:00 pm
Ssussun watched Mikaril steeling himself. The way he acted... It was always as if he were preparing himself to be tortured. Ssussun had no intentions of hurting him in that way though. When he closed his eyes, she waited only a few seconds. Just long enough for him to stammer his response, before she leaned in and pressed her lips very firmly to his own. She was careful not to brush her teeth against his lips, as she was sure he would jerk away from that...but she just had to kiss him! She wanted to have him so badly! This was just...pure agony at times! If they were not getting married she was sure her longing to wrap her arms around him would just make her burst!
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 8:36 pm
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Mikaril found himself quite unable to utter any more of them. Ssu covered his mouth with her own, firmly but not forcefully, seeming to hold back from the usual aggressive kissing, ones that involved teeth gnawing lips and tongues probing the mouths like carnivorous slugs in search of prey. He could feel a cold sweat breaking out on his temple, but he did not pull away. He allowed his eyes to close and attempted to return the kiss, moving his own mouth a bit so that Ssu would not feel as though she were kissing the lips of a fish. Right now he was feeling an agony similar to her own, though he did not realize it. How he loved this feeling, this gentle kiss, and yet as it was happening, he still had that feeling that it was too good to be true, that more aggression was sure to follow and the gentle courting would give way to something else. This was so different from what Hael had described to him that it would be like......he should not be so scared. He should be happy to have found such a female! His fear quickly gave way to shame; his sister may not have taken advantage of him in that sort of way, but she still seemed to have succeeded in ruining him in that respect. No wonder he was so unable to please any female.
He opened his eyes then, wondering how long that kiss had been and wondering vaguely if the ceremony had started without them.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 9:52 pm
He was so tense. So fearful... but she did not stop. Ssussun kept her lips pressed to Mikarils own. Her eyes remained closed a** he rubbed her lips over his own. He seemed to be trying to do the same, and she felt a small pattering of hope in her chest. Ssussun leaned in a bit, to press herself gently up against her chosen mate, while her arms moved to circle loosely around him.
When she finally parted her lips from his, she felt herself short of breath. She panted softly, and smiled at Mikaril rather widely. "That...was very very nice Ril."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 10:05 pm
It seemed like both a second and an eternity before Ssu finally pulled away. Mikaril slowly loved his hand up to his face, touching his lips with his fingers as though surprised to find them free of blood. He could see her staring back at him with such a look in her eyes.....it was unmistakable. Her eyes were full of hope. He knew why; he had responded to her, something she had been waiting so long for him to do. All he had done was move his lips slightly, and she seemed as ecstatic as though he had agreed for her to take him right after the wedding. Was she so eager for any amount of contact from him that a simple kiss gave her such joy? Again he felt a pang of guilt, albeit a much smaller one; he could survive giving kisses such as these, and his keeping them from her sat with him the way it would as though he were holding a loaf of bread out of the reach of a starving child.
He smiled back at her and nodded. "I.......I'm glad you enjoyed it. I really didn't think I had it in me." Chuckling nervously, he looked toward the door. "Perhaps we should get going, before the guests think we just decided to forego the ceremony."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 10:34 pm
Ssu found herself shifting forwards. Closer to Mikaril as her arms dropped lower on him. He looked like he was in a state of shock right now didn't he? She exhaled a slow breath and just..looked at him. Her Ril..well...soon to be her Ril. Ssussun cast a glance over to the door, then shifted backwards. It took her all the strength of will she had not to lean in and try to push him down under her. Not yet...not yet...she had to wait. She kept telling herself. Ssu rose and dabbed at her lips. She lowered her hand to Mikaril and nodded.
"Your right. Let's go and get this over with. In truth, we'll be returning alone here tonight. It'll be expected of us to consummate the marriage, so..I sort of asked Elkaun and Sszor to take Kyil and the baby to their wagon afterward. I am sorry for not telling you this before but...I thought I should share it before we got back here and you started to wonder why we're alone."
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 10:33 pm
Nodding and smiling a little, Mikaril felt himself growing a bit calmer as he rose, eager to be out the door and on their way to the tent, where the marriage ceremony would be commencing. Still thinking of it as a pretend bonding, he was looking at it more as a performance, a play in which he and Ssu were the stars. Straightening his top, he took Ssu by the hand and walked out of the wagon just in time to hear the rest of Ssu's instructions.
It was all he could do not to stop dead in his tracks and stare at her in disbelief. "We'll be here all alone?" He felt a jolt of electricity run through him; he didn't know if it was fear or not. Once the ceremony was over, he would be in the wagon with Ssu......alone. No Kyil there to reassure him that he had done well with not being killed during the ceremony. No Mikkyila to silently reassure him of the very same thing, with her eyes instead of her mouth. Just him and Ssu....and an empty wagon. Nothing coming between him and the desire in her eyes.....the desire that he was both frightened of and longing to find the will to embrace.
Trying to look as though it would not bother him, Mikaril nodded as he continued on. "Of course; it's good to keep the pretense up. Th-thank you for telling me." He turned his head and smiled his best 'I am not nervous' smile. "Shall we?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 7:16 pm
Gently Ssussun took Mikaril's hand and pulled him along. Even though he balked and stammered for a moment. She hesitated with him. She wanted to give him a moment to collect himself before moving him along. It would do them no good to have his will break and try to run out of the tent. Then she'd have to punish him, and in her heart she did not want to do that.
Ssussun was not a weak female. She had the charisma and the strength of will that any true born female possessed. She had ambitions and dreams the likes of which were mirrored in the hearts of her kind. She wanted power and position. She wanted males and females alike to look upon her in awe and envy. However, Ssussun had grown to have a hunger for something else too. Something she had not realized she wanted until this foolish thief had come to her with his companion slung over his shoulder. She saw how they looked at each other. The small glances of their eyes. The casual touch of the hands. There was a gentle grace in how they related each other. Never...never had Ssussun seen anyone act like this pair did. She felt envy, she felt longing. She felt a deep desire to possess whatever it was that these males had.
And that was all in addition to her lust for Mikaril. He was so cute. It was so rare to find a male that had not had the softness ground out of him. It was like a novelty. A rare sweet that one could suck upon for hours or they could grind down to dust between their teeth. Ssussun wasn't much of a grinder though. So when it was Mikaril balked, she showed uncommon patience and gave him a moment to get a hold of himself. It was all going to add to her reward later on though, she was certain of it.
Once Mikaril was looking like he was ready, and gave her that sweet little smile of his, Ssussun smiled a bit more brightly and squeezed the hand that she held. Ssussun turned back towards their destination, and led Mikaril towards one of the smaller tents. Red with golden stripes, it looked like just another one of the smaller performing tents. Were it not for the two guards posted at the entrance, it would have just blended in with the rest of the circus tents. Ssussun paused and turned to fuss just one moment longer on Mikaril's feathered clip before nodding herself. "Here we go." She said firmly. It was going to happen now! The two guards pulled the tent flap open, and Ssussun lifted her head up into a arrogant and very pleased tilt. Striding forwards, she let her red eyes roll over the ones gathered within.
Oh.... Her stomach sort of flip flopped, though she kept her face passive. Being a performer was certainly a merit here.
The tent was literally packed. She had not expected so many to come and witness the marriage celebration. In fact, she had been positive there would have been no more then twenty. But as she casually strolled down the aisle, she could easily see that all the seats had been filled..and there were some even sitting on the floor around the edges of the tent. How did so many gather so quickly?
Sszor stood by the entrance of the tent. Mikkyila had been wrapped in a festive red blanket and a tiny red feather had been clipped to each of her ears. She was fully occupied with eating the mimes fingers, so was not making any sort of fuss. Ssu made a mental note to thank Sszor for thinking ahead to decorate her 'daughter' for the wedding. It had not occurred to her that her newborn daughter would merit a bit of special attention. Inwardly Sssussun felt foolish for this oversight. A Daughter as something to be proud of. If she did not act like the proud female who had created the infant there would be talk. Ssussun focused her attention on the scantily clad priestess standing imperiously at the end of the aisle.
Hmm... someone had taken initiative and scattered feathers down the marital walk. Ssussun had not noticed them right away due to her surprise over the attendance. Sitting in the front row, and looking strangely highly uncomfortable, was Kyil. His hair had been pulled back and some rather fetching green feathers had been braided in the length with what she assumed were rose quartz stones.She was going to have to scold Elkaun however, as she now was able to see the white and gold top Kyil was wearing was a female's leotard. The tight material pulled against his frame, with only the loose billowing white pants he wore affording him any sort of modesty. Perhaps that was why he looked so uncomfortable? Surely it wasn't because he was so close to the priestess or because Elkaun had a arm around his shoulders in a more then familiar manner.
Ssussun returned her gaze upon the priestess and parted her lips into a sideways grin.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 10:59 pm
If Mikaril was wishing for anything at the moment, it was for a clear head; one that would cease thrumming with a hundred different thoughts and emotions. He concentrated on making his feet move forward; to dash away now, while Ssu was leading him to the tent, would not only be unspeakable, but it would be the ultimate act of selfishness. Ssu would be upset and hurt, and Kyil and Mikkyila would be left at the mercy of the terrifying circus matron. He couldn't possibly comprehend such an act; what was best now was to ensure that he didn't cry or faint or do anything completely and utterly humiliating while they were there, in front of the priestess. His thinking too much about being in the presence of a priestess of Lolth only invited more unwelcome memories, ones of him kneeling naked on the stone floor, watching his sister's feet move ever closer......then the maniacal laughter coupled with searing pain, and the leering faces of the two priestesses as they watched the entire ceremony dissolve into chaos.
He might have turned his head and been sick just then, but he felt his hand being squeezed reassuringly, and he turned his head and smiled back at Ssu, remembering that come what may, he had this strong female with him, protecting him from the entire rest of the circus and anything beyond. And as he felt himself being led forward, he had a hard time ignoring the strange thrill that coursed through his body as his hand was enveloped by hers. Part of him was still finding it hard to believe this was happening, after being told for so long that he would never find a female that would actually be tender to him and see him for something to be cherished instead of beaten, loved instead of tormented. He had made it his mission to avoid being even remotely attractive to females, hoping to avoid the entire experience, but instead he ended up running right into the one female who lusted for who he was on the inside, and thankfully not stopping at his innards, like Hael had had a tendency to do. Ssu wanted him for him, not for how much pain he could take or what he could do to please her. That made him want to please her all the more; that she didn't demand it of him.
Mikaril felt a little uneasy at seeing the guards, as though they were there just to prevent him from running away, and when he saw how many drow had decided to attend, he felt his heart leap into his mouth. Being accustomed to shadows and preferring NOT to have eyes on him, he felt as though he would shrivel and blow away with a puff. He smiled as he spotted his little girl, festooned with ribbons and gnawing happily on the fingers of the stoic Sszor. If only he could be as calm and collected as she was! Then again, all she had to worry about at present was growing up; he merely had to get married and enforce Ssu's claim on him; nothing TOO terribly strenuous. As the drew closer to the altar and the waiting priestess, he spotted Kyil. His eyes widened and he hastily stifled a laugh as he saw his friend clothed in a female's garment. He wondered how insistent his friend had to have been in order for Elkaun to concede to him wearing such a thing. It gave him just the uplifting he needed in order to end the walk with a smile, though he had to tone it down in front of the priestess, in case the female took his merriment for impudence, or at least found it improper.
He remained quiet and relatively meek as the priestess spoke the prayer aloud to bless the union of the child of the circus and the truly lucky male to have been selected to serve her and the Goddess. He had quite different thoughts in his head about the Spider Queen and her blessings, but he was nowhere near foolish enough to give voice to them in a tent full of Lolthites and in the presence of a priestess. When it came time for Ssu to speak, he remained the very picture of a meek and obedient male. As she spoke of laying claim to him, he felt the heated gaze of a few males among the circus performers; well, he had expected that. It would be just the same as any other place; he would just have to watch his back. He didn't even bother with a disarming smile, although he allowed a small one as Ssu took his hand in hers (and the thrill once more jolted through his body) and carefully placed the plain gold ring on his finger. As she put on hers, he looked at the strand of white ribbon tied between them, the symbol of them having been bound together. Here it was; the binding that meant that not only was he protected, but Kyil and Mikky too. He turned his head slightly to smile once more at Kyil before Ssu began to lead him out of the tent. It seemed as though he had had no time to contemplate the similarities between the ceremony and Hael's, and it wasn't until he was only a few steps from exiting the tent did he notice the matron mother, sitting in the shadows of the tent, her face a perfect, emotionless mask.
When the pair of them strode out of the tent, he let out a long sigh, allowing himself to relax as he smiled at Ssu. "Well........that wasn't so bad."
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 7:06 pm
Ssussun stood before the gathered crowd with her head held high. Her smile faded as she listened to the priestess call upon the Goddess to bless their union, for as long as she may deem it lasts. Actually, as the Priestess spoke, Ssussun became uncomfortably aware of some not so happy eyes stareing upon the vulnerable bared black skin of her back as she stood stiff at the temporary alter. It was not until now that Ssussun realized just how exceedingly arrogant she was to be wearing a outfit that did not have a single stitch of magical protection upon it.
She was glad to turn towards Mikaril, thus allowing her to glance out at the crowd and reassure herself no one had a crossbow pointed at her spine. Carefully she slipped Mikaril's ring upon his finger, then the mate upon her own. The ribbon that bound them, she gently folded up into her palm as she moved her hand to grasp Mikaril's in a symbolic, and perhaps not so much, grasp of possession. With her most flashy of smiles, she strode down the aisle. There was a reception to be held now. With all sorts of treats. However, the newly married couple would not be expected to attend immediatly..and Ssussun intended to test out the bonds of this marrige.
Ssussun glanced over at Mikaril as he released his sigh of relief. Laughing softly she gave his hand a small squeeze. "Of course it was not." She spoke lightly as she guided Mikaril back towards the wagon. "And I promise, the rest of our marrige will be just like that. Easier then you think." She added softly so no others would overhear her words. She wanted to reassure him the way she knew Kyil could with just a look. She just was not certain how successful she was being.
As they reached the wagon door, Ssu turned her attention to stepping up and pushing it open without letting go of Mikaril's hand. Her heart was beating so...so fast right now. Her red eyes drifted inside to the bed they had shared their premmarital kiss upon and she felt a hopeful surge inside. Oh..she knew not to expect too much. But...who knew? They were married now after all... Ssussun pulled gently on Mikaril's hand to have him follow her inside. "So...we should probably waste a little time before heading to the reception..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 7:52 pm
Fortunately for Mikaril, such as it was, he had been too nervous about the whole ceremony to worry about anyone foolsih enough to try anything with a weapon during the entire thing. Much as he was frightened of matrons, he had always found their presence reassuring in that respect. Who would try an act of petty jealousy with the watchful eyes of the matron mother overseeing everything? In his experience, the only rash acts performed in front of the ehad of the house were the ones against the head of the house herself. He was certain that any and all ill feelings gathered inside of that tent were directed at either himself or Ssu. Ironic that in spite of all that, the brooding presence in the back made them both perfectly safe.
When they had finally exited, leaving friendly and hostile gazes both behind, Mikaril had felt so relieved, even more so when it seemed as though Ssu was just as eager for it to be done with as he was. "Will it really?" he found himself asking, not with any tone of doubt, but with the hesitant eagerness of a child not quite willing to believe in a promised treat. He could remember many such instances with Ssu, and she had always come through; she had gotten him and Kyil the best help that she could, promised protection and a place to belong.......and yet, he still knew how she yearned for him, though he still couldn't understand why. There were so many other makes out there a hundred times more comely, like his dear friend Kyil, and he knew that his uncommon gentleness was treated by the general Underdark as a flaw to be corrected, not a quality to be preserved. He still found it so hard to believe that of all the females in the Underdark, he would happen upon one who actually liked his manner. Much the same odds as being rescued by a male who's Goddess actually cares for her followers? a small, rebellious voice in his head quipped.
Reminding himself that the priestess might still be near enough to read such thoughts, Mikaril shoved them away and focused more on Ssu, his......mate, mistress, wife. His own heart was hammering in his chest almost painfully; pretend or not, the very magnitude of what he had done was beginning to sink in, and he suddenly remembered that Ssu had mentioned Kyil being taken somewhere after the wedding.....so that the two freshy-bonded drow could be alone. He let himself be led to the wagon, where he knew they were expected to be alone for....how long? Long enough to seal the bond? But this was supposed to be a pretend marriage, wasn't it? How would one pretend such a thing? Would Ssu remember that it was all supposed to be pretend and that he was scared to death of such acts, having never performed it but come as close as he wished with Haellara's torturous ways?
Pretending not to realize what she probably had in mind and showing a cheerfulness he no longer felt, Mikaril looked straight at Ssu and smiled a rather sheepish smile. "What do you.....have in mind?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 9:42 pm
Ssussun guided Mikaril into the wagon after the door was closed. She could feel the ribbon binding them together still in her palm, pressed against Mikarils own hand even. As he would ask his question, Ssu bit her bottom lip to keep herself from saying something that would surely terrify Mikaril.
"I thought perhaps we could go to my bed and sit there a bit. Since you have already lain there before...I was hoping perhaps we could kiss a little bit more." She asked with a small glance towards her bunk. AH! Goddess she wanted more then that! She wanted to tear her cloths off and attack him like a beast in heat! Why was it so hard to keep her passions from overwhelming her thoughts!? She was just fortunate she had the strength of will to keep from acting on them!
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 10:18 pm
Mikaril had no idea at that moment just how lucky he was that Ssu was showing a measure of restraint in her passion; if she were to pounce on him and make love to him in such a bestial way, he would have ended up either crying out for Kyil or attempting to defend himself and doing something quite regrettable. He might have even ended up hugging his knees to his chest in a catatonic way, his mind playing scenes of the actual deed with Hael's almost-deeds and warping both memories until his mind was utterly destroyed.
Nodding a little, Mikaril smiled inwardly that all Ssu asked for was a kiss. He was still a little bit nervous, but he knew that Ssu had shown restraint in the past when it came to getting him onto her bed. He felt that he ought to trust her now, knowing that she was much more adept at showing restraint than his sister, especially since Ssu could actually do the deed and not worry about any inbred side effects. His even considering acting this part of the marriage out was a sign of trust from him to her. And there was still that small part of him that always lead him to wonder if he really ought to go ahead and embrace Ssu's advances. He may not have had the same smouldering passion that she had for him, but he did enjoy her company more every day and she did seem less likely to leave him bleeding and bruised after a romp. But would he be able to survive even a gentle encounter after all that had happened?
"Okay....I can definitely do that." Smiling a little, Mikaril walked over to the bed and sat down, looking up at Ssu expectantly and making himself as comfortable as he could with his legs crossed.
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