Riskia's Chambers

[Riskia Vetis]

~X~Riskia Helsing~X~

Staring at Unryu’s shaking body, Riskia purred in delight feeling his fear and pain and soaking it up like a drug. Dropping the bloody rag she was using to clean the rest of his wounds, she found her craving almost uncontrollable. He was so helpless and fragile that he probably wouldn’t make a move against her if she suddenly advanced. The thought making Riskia smile widely, crawling up beside him in the bed and tracing his exposed chest and neck with her nails. At each flinch and jerk, the temptation to feed was becoming too overwhelming. “Hmmmm…is my Unryu scared of his master or does he fear the whip?” She asked whispering in his ear, her warm breath at his neck as her rosy red lips brushed against his skin. “If you don’t calm down and rest…” She let him figure out the rest going back to lightly kissing and licking his neck getting a taste of his skin. She had never tasted blood from a dragon before, but if his endurance reflected his soul she trusted it would be something she would quickly learn to love.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Unryu Eisenzahn

♦The Dragon Elementalist♦

As Riskia finished up cleaning up his wounds, Unryu has been doing his best to get a hold of himself. This is truly unlike him to act in such a manner, but he has never truly felt fear before in his life until now. He was literally petrified at the moment, fearing that he may very well die in any moment while he is being a slave to this woman. At this very moment, he has been able to control his breathing which is now at a slow and even pace, but he is still trembling with fear and pain. He cannot seem to be able to control himself of these feelings as these are new to him in every aspect. Feeling the slight sharpness of his Mistress's nails against his bare chest and neck made his skin crawl, only causing him to continue trembling. Hearing her only question made him open up his eyes slightly, to just look up at the ceiling, swallowing as he continued to try and relax himself. "Both..... Mistress..." he responds to her question truthfully. Lying to her would only bring him more pain, which is something he does not wish for right now. Hell, he is even nervous about healing his own wounds, as he is unsure of what Mistress Helsing would do to him if he did. Does she wish him to keep these wounds or is he free to heal them? Better yet, he is not going to mention or say anything. Hearing her next statement made him slightly panic, as he had a couple of ideas of what she was going to do to him if he did not control himself. Unryu closes his eyes as he takes in a deep breath, then slowly exhales to attempt to relax himself. It somewhat worked as he was no longer trembling, but he was still scared, regardless...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

~X~Riskia Helsing~X~

Riskia watched as Unryu calmed himself almost sad that he did, giving him one more kiss in the neck and pulling away. One night very soon, she would get to taste his blood and he will feel her fangs, but not this night. For now, let his fear of her be the biggest worry to weigh down his mind. She thought pulling away forcefully and resting her head on her palm looking at him with mixed feelings. Part of her wanting to take advantage of him while he was in his weakened state and the other wanting to wait. Grinning widely, Riskia purred in delight while not so gently rolling on top of him. “Well you will learn to love the pain, don’t worry.” She reassured him, a long length of chain appearing in her hand which she set beside her at the moment. She needed one more thing of him, lowing her lips to him and holding a kiss for several long seconds, her eyes staring in to his as she had his full attention. She had even snuck her tongue in his mouth before she pulled away and watched his reaction. She was going to have so much more fun with him once the new night awakened. The sun was already making its appearance and being a Vampire, she desired sleep in absolute darkness. Pulling off of to the side of him, Riskia wrapped the length of chain around Unryu’s neck once and than brought his shackled hands up to his face. Looping the chain of the shackles once as well, she pulled out a lock and secured the chain to his shackles to the loop around his neck effectively forcing his hands close to his face and away from his wounds. After securing the other end of the chain to the bed, she curled up under the covers with her back to him and fell into a deep trance.

 

[Riskia Vetis]

~X~Riskia Helsing~X~

As day once against turned to night, Riskia stirred from her deep trance like sleep and stretched. Her eyes eventually resting on the form of her Unryu, her slave. The dark patterned skin around the many slash wounds from her whip was evident of her Vampire strength. She pouted slightly, seeing some of the bandages were soaked in blood yet dry. He was still alive, breathing steadily as he rested on his back in a position she would even thing was uncomfortable. But as a precaution it needed to be done, she wouldn’t want her slave to hurt himself trying to escape or attempt to harm her while she was out cold. His eyes were closed, wither he was actually sleeping or simpily resting his eyes was unknown to her, but it didn’t really matter. Riskia started to hum a lullaby softly as she stoke his check softly to wake him, it was a new night and the possibilities are endless to what she could do to him next.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Unryu Eisenzahn

♦The Dragon Elementalist♦

Since his Mistress decided to sleep the day away, Unryu figured he might as well do the same, considering he cannot really go anywhere, and he is technically chained together in an odd fashion. It was somewhat difficult to actual sleep in such a way, but he managed to do so regardless, and was not really too worried about it. His breathing was at a calm and even pace, and was no longer really in a panic state, just... worried. He is just simply worried on how much pain he is going to go through with being this Mistress's slave. It is unfortunate for him that she enjoys watching others suffer from her 'toys'. Actually sleeping, Unryu does not budge on the bed, sleeping next to Riskia. He is unsure as to why his Mistress has to chain him up the way she did. Does she simply not trust him? Does she fear that he may do something while she sleeps? If she believes that, then she truly is quite the cautious one, as he would never do anything to harm anybody. He partially woke up next to Riskia at the same time as her, but really did not wish to open up his eyes at the moment. He wanted to continue resting, but of course that shall soon come to an end as he began to feel his Mistress's cold touch on his cheek, as if trying to wake him up. Unryu groaned lightly as he didn't even move, and began to slowly open up his eyes, hearing her humming a lullaby of sorts. He lets out a small yawn as he looks at his Mistress with saddened eyes, slightly pouting. He was going to say something, but remembered one of her rules, as he is not allowed to speak unless spoken to...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

~X~Riskia Helsing~X~

Riskia ceased her humming as soon as Unryu eyes opened and yawns, “How are you feeling my slave?” She asked while continuing to stroke his face, studying his features silently. Her hand moving from his cheeks over to his snout and back up to his forehead and horns, admiring every detail. For a dragon bookworm, he was quite handsome. A couple well placed piercing here and there and he would be attractive enough to get him more interested to do the nasty. But as of now, she was more intrigued to cause him more pain. Speaking of pain, Riskia traced her hand down to his neck to the chain that was wrapped around his neck and hands. “Lets takes these off so you can stretch and prepare,” she wasn’t going to tell him what he had to repair for, it was blatantly obvious now that she enjoyed pain. Pulling out a key and unlocking the lock, she removed the chains that bound him in such an awkward position. She let his flex his limbs while her cold touch continued to travel down his exposed chest. How well formed his body had become even though he strayed from fighting, his muscles looked well developed.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Unryu Eisenzahn

♦The Dragon Elementalist♦

Hearing his Mistress's question, Unryu ceased his pouting as he slightly frowned to her. How was he feeling? In pain, worried, and scared mainly. He wasn't really sure on how to answer her question, but he knows he cannot keep his Mistress waiting for a response. "I am feeling... unpleasant, at the moment, Mistress. I am in pain mainly, but I am sure the pain shall pass soon enough..." he responds to her question, feeling her cold skin against his face, looking at Riskia as she seemed to be studying him in a sense. He could actually feel her gaze upon his own features. It was feeling quite strange, but wasn't going to worry about it. Perhaps she was admiring his features? Perhaps she was admiring his muscles, besides the fact he doesn't even exercise physically all that much? No matter, he is not going to dwell on it. Finally having the chains removed, Unryu lets out a somewhat heavy sigh as he feels the tightening from the chains become extremely loose and being taken off altogether. "Mistress, I do not believe having the chains binding my hands close to my face was truly necessary. Do you not trust enough to just simply lay next to you in bed?" he asks in a somewhat depressed tone, and a little curious as he stretches out his arms. It felt quite odd to sleep in such a fashion, but somehow he managed to. Unryu sits up in the bed and tosses his legs over the side, planting his clawed feet onto the floor, stretching as he slightly yawns, flexing his wings as well...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

~X~Riskia Helsing~X~

Unryu’s first statement only brought a smirk on her face, her eyes narrowing slightly as she admired his features as well as her handy work. Maybe she should allow him to heal himself so she could start the pain anew, yes it was cruel but it was one of the only things that helped her release pent up stress. With all the recent developments back at the Coven with her Patriarch swaying his loyalties and two Lycans escaping her island, it was only a matter of time before she would be called back to her Kingdom to wage war. Right after she recovered from wounds she suffered from a rogue Lycan, her mate just stood there letting it rip her to shreds. Riskia sighed, not wanting to think of everything that was going on in her life. “Call it a precaution if you may, I have had my trust broken too many times to be careless. I hope he were able to get some rest, are you hungry?” She asked in somewhat a sweet tone, getting off the bed and rising to her feet with the grace that matched that of an Egyptian feline.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Unryu Eisenzahn

♦The Dragon Elementalist♦

Unryu stops yawning and stretching out his arms as he begins to flex his wings just a little bit. Usually every time he wakes up this is a usual routine, flexing out his wings so they did not become too stiff throughout the day. He isn't really allowed to fly around the insides of the castle, and since he wasn't previously owned before, he isn't allowed to even go outside to flex out his wings and fly around a bit. Perhaps his Mistress could allow such a thing for him, as it only seems right if your slave has wings. It is almost as if you have a pet bird, that you allow it to fly around a bit to stretch out its wings. Unryu sighs somewhat as he rubs the back of his neck to the base of his horns, his wounds slightly stinging a bit, but it wasn't as bad as it was before. No, they were beginning to heal on their own, but the healing process could definitely be sped up if he was allowed to use his light magic to heal them. Unryu listens carefully to his Mistress as he heard her mention something about being hungry. As soon as she mentioned that, his stomach growled lowly s he laughed nervously a little. "I guess my stomach shall answer for me..." he tells his Mistress, getting up off the bed, feeling a small sting of pain coming from where the dagger was, but ignored it for now. He turns his attention to his Mistress, placing his right hand to his stomach as it continues to growl lowly, obviously showing that he was indeed hungry. "If I may, Mistress. You wouldn't happen to have a spare shirt for me, would you? I do not wish to simply walk around the castle, shirtless..."

 

[Riskia Vetis]

~X~Riskia Helsing~X~

Riskia chuckled hearing his question regarding the shirt, “Yes I will provide you a new shirt, but since we will be heading out of the chambers. Go ahead and heal up your wounds, won’t want you to stain your white shirt red with blood.” She mused as first a white shirt materialized form shadow in her hand, followed by a black button up shirt identical to the ones she destroyed the night prior. “We wouldn’t want anyone…asking questions about how you obtained such wounds.” She finished with a smirk setting the shirts on the bed and watched curiously as he got to work healing himself. She was always curious as to how element lists used there powers, herself once a shape shifter. She exchanged that power however when she was out cold from her recent injuries, it giving her the ability to control shadow in exchange for her shifting ability. Now that she thought about it, why would a demon want the ability to shift. Maybe it desired to live unnoticed in this world, or maybe it wanted a better opportunity for new prey. Who knows, one thing was for sure, the trade was well worth it.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Unryu Eisenzahn

♦The Dragon Elementalist♦

Unryu is at least a little glad that his Mistress would provide him with a shirt, considering he does not wish to walk around without a shirt on, especially with all of his wounds. And now she is allowing him to heal himself? She must have something planned for him, but is not going to pay any heed to it just yet. Right now he needs to heal up his wounds, and put his shirts on. The shirts his Mistress provided looked exactly like the ones she completely ruined. It is almost as if he just simply took them off and a scratch was never on them at all. He always did like his appearance with his clothes. Like he always says: If a style works, stick with it. Unryu lets out a small sigh as he places both of his hands upon his chest, closing his eyes as he begins to focus on the light magic he has learned to use two years ago. His hands began to glow with a bright light as his body was soon engulfed in the same light. His Mistress may not like it, but it is the way he is able to heal his own body of any wounds. Broken bones can be done as well, but a little more troublesome than healing simply cuts and bruises. As for burns, he is unsure if he is able to heal burns, as he has never tried before. With the soothing light covering his body, his wounds began to seal up and vanish, leaving his body looking unscathed. His hands cease their glowing along with his body as was no longer injured. It looked as if his Mistress never even touched him, which was a good thing. At least nobody will question anything. And if he were to tell anybody what has happened to him with his Mistress, he can kiss his freedom from her chambers goodbye. Exhaling slowly, Unryu relaxes his body as he begins to put his shirts back on, slipping his wings through the holes that were made specifically for such things. Thank the Gods his clothes were wing and tail friendly, otherwise he could have to cut out the holes himself in the clothes...

 

[Riskia Vetis]

~X~Riskia Helsing~X~

Watching carefully how Unryu used light magic on himself, Riskia wasn’t that surprised by the brightness. She had often stayed awake during the day and was active outside, she guessed that maybe the new powers she was received made her feel more comfortable in the dark. The powers were after all strongest when she was surrounded in darkness and shadow. “Come now, we will get you something to eat and maybe I will consider letting you have the night to yourself.” Riskia added, having felt a presence of another Vampire within the castle and a familiar one at that. Part of her not wanting to find out, yet she knew she would have to. If it was Arilyn or even Deon, her kingdom was in trouble, yet part of her had a different suspicion about who it was. Riskia held her hand out waiting for Unryu to come to her, once he did the shadows around them thickened quickly like a gust of wind. When the died down, the two were within the main hall of Chaos’s castle. “Lead the way to the dining services, I know little of where things are located.” She admitted while looking around looking somewhat lost, yet wasn’t at all. Just looking for the hint as to who as followed her thousand of miles away to this castle.

((umm...post in commonplace I guess))  

[Riskia Vetis]

~X~Riskia Helsing~X~

Riskia remained on top of the mountain pondering as the first rays of dawn showed over the horizon, the chatter of birds bringing her back to her senses. How long has she zoned out, she wondered looking around quickly to gather her surroundings. Guess it was time to head back to the Chaos’s castle and to her ever so loyal slave. Shadows from the forest swirled toward her and engulfed her and she was quickly whisk away back to her chambers. The shadow moving like a bolt of black as it passed Unryu who was waiting next to the door. On the other side, Riskia stepped out of the swirling darkness and waved her hand at the door, which opened with a click. “You know that I given you the remainder of the night as well as the day to do what you want, you don’t have to wait for me.” She said, her tone somewhat bitter as she was in a foul mood and sort of wanted to be left alone.

 

[Avilion Einhorn]

Unryu Eisenzahn

♦The Dragon Elementalist♦

Unryu waits patiently for his Mistress to return as he continues to lean against the wall next to her Mistresses chambers. He probably should have gone and went to the library and converse with the other slaves that he knows of within these walls, but he is actually worried for his Mistress. The reason for that being is that she left the dining hall a little upset, which only made his concern for her grow. Does it have to do with this Avilion person? Does the very thought of this man upset his Mistress? If that is the case, he shall remember not to bring it up when Mistress Helsing is around him. Unryu closes his eyes for a moment as a black shadow bolted passed him without him even seeing it, or noticing its presence in any way, shape, or form. He really should have gone to the library as he practically almost fell asleep a couple more times, as he is sure it was daytime now. It would seem he has spent the entire night waiting for his Mistress, and he hopes she does not get upset with him. He is only loyal, as she cannot blame him for that. He shot his head up, opening up his eyes as he heard the door open with a click, and hearing his Mistresses words. Unryu stops leaning against the wall as he straightened himself out and looked at her with worried eyes. "I was just worried, that is all Mistress. You left the dining hall, as you seemed upset, so I was worried. You cannot necessarily blame me for that..." he explains to his Mistress, bowing his head low to her, as he is a bit sorry for not really following her orders...