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 Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 7:04 pm
Xar'zith was rather annoyed that Xunner was calling his bluff and almost wanted to strangle the male for it. Instead he sighed, and climbed on the bed with him.
"Turn over you oaf," He muttered darkly. "Wine will only do so much in relieving pain. Looks like I'll have to aid in it as well."
Then he sighed, and brushed his bangs back out of his face and peered down at the demonologist and lowered his face closer and spoke softly.
"I haven't left because I do care about you..I just...gods...this is so hard. I just don't know how to show it." He sighed again, and poked Xunner in the stomach.
"That's enough wine for you, too much will make your body react badly to the massage I'm about to give you. Now turn over so I can work on you."
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 8:44 pm
"Turn over?" Xunner repeated the words with a bit of surprise. "Now...Xar...I'm a top not a..." Xunner began to protest with a faint frown on his lips. If Xar was going to submitt so easily then he wasn't going to let the male think he was going to be in charge of the situation! And how could sex aid in the pain?
Xunner's words were halted when Xar brought his cute face closer. Xunner blinked his remaining eye at Xar. Care? About him? Oh...oh the poor...foolish...lost soul. Care! For him! Feelings!? He wasn't certain how he felt about that other then disbelief. The poke to his stomach caused him to jerk a little unexpectantly. For a second time he was scolded against drinking more of the wine. And Xunner formed his lips into a faint pout.
"The wine is...well. It's a small comfort...but.." A massage? Did the assassin honestly mean that? Xunner gave Xar a careful look, before he slowly rolled over onto his stomach. "A massage? I'm not sure how that will help me Xar." He cautioned the other as he laid in wait. "But I will not deny the opportunity to have you put your hands on me..."
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 8:08 pm
Xar couldn't help but grin at the other's protest. "Oh..so you're a giver and not a receiver? That's only half the fun..dear Xunner. Really you should broaden yourself a bit."
Xar frowned at Xunner's words about wine being a comfort. "First..wine might douse your pain now..but tomorrow you will be in for worse pain when it wears off. Secondly..wine can cause your muscles and blood vessels to tense up even more..and when one is still healing that is not a good thing to do."
Xar sat on the side of the bed patiently until Xunner finally stopped looking over at him and rolled onto his stomach.
"Surely you're smarter than that Xunner.." Xar breathed in exasperation as he stripped the other's shirt down to his waist gently and then rubbed his hands together for several moments to warm them before he placed his hands on the other's shoulders. He paused and frowned slightly at the words that came out of Xunner's mouth next.
"Will you just shut up and relax already?" Xar demanded..feeling rather frustrated with how things were turning out.
Without another word, Xar proceeded to knead out the knots in Xunner's muscles, trying not to be too hard but not too soft. Were he to be too soft..it would not do anything for Xunner. If he went too hard..it would only make things worse in Xunner's back. Once he had managed to work out the knots as best as he could in the demonologist's back, he moved to his neck and head, trying to work out the tenseness and the headache that the other had complained about before. It didn't take long for Xar to feel the tense tight muscles relax under his touch. If he figured right..once the other's headache and rigid muscles were relaxed he would be able to think more clearly on the matter. Or..perhaps he would sleep soundly and not bother him for the rest of the night. That would truly be a blessing.
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 10:18 pm
Xunner laid upon his stomach, a faint frown forming at Xar'zith's teaseing words. Oh. He was a terrible drow wasn't he? Teaseingly speaking those particular words when Xunner knew he had no intention of following through with them. Though he rather would have liked it if he had... Xunner shook his head though and forced himself to listen to the lecture given him by Xar next. What was he? A child? It certainly seemed like it. Until Xar actually did place his hands on his back and began to rub.
A deep chested groan rumbled past Xunners lips in the next few moments as Xar seemed to show remarkable skill at locating the knots in Xunners back that even he wasn't aware he had. Xunner was unaware of the fact his fingers and even his toes were twitching as Xar found the tense spots and worked them loose. When Xar found the knot's in his neck though... Xunner released a pained groan.
"Oh...by the Abyss... I had no idea you could do this. I think I feel something popping back there. Where did you learn this Xar?"
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 10:55 am
Xar had to admit, he liked this side of Xunner..the quiet side of him at least. Was it wrong of him to prefer silence? Surely not. Xar tended to work better when there were no unnecessary words or sounds and was rather glad of finally getting some for a change from Xunner.
He couldn't help but grin slightly at the deep groan that emitted from the prone Xunner. It seemed the massage was going over well with his patient. He with held the "I told you so" speak and continued to work the muscles of Xunner's neck deftly.
He sighed slightly when Xunner ruined the moment by speaking up. He considered his question and how to best phrase it before he replied in a low tone.
"An acquaintance figured it would be a useful skill for me to have. It didn't last too long between us when he tried to force himself on me...apparently he had his will set on having me for himself. I was forced to rid myself of him..the wagon master wasn't so happy about it at the time, as the fellow was quite valuable to him."
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 2:34 pm
Was that a subtle warning? Xunner could not help but wonder at it. A 'aquaintiance' with the determination to have Xar? Well...it was odd but Xunner felt both satisfied with the knowledge that the male was dead. And anger at the same time for having gotten away so lightly for trying to force himself on his Xar.
His Xar? Hnnnn. This massage seemed to be loosening more then just muscles at this point. Xunner groaned again and shifted his head so his good eye could try and roll to the side to spy on Xar'Zith. Abyss. He wanted him. He wanted to just...-have- him. He was so quiet and so pretty. And deadly. Xunner rather liked the idea of keeping an assassin at his side. But he did not doubt that it would be difficult to bring Xar around. So then what did he do? After all their time in the caravan all Xunner had gotten off Xar was a distinct dislike of his presence. The fact that he had chosen to come with him...
Care. He said he cared for him. Xunner supposed he could use that well enough to get more out of the assassin. But 'Care' was a very uncertain word. A unsteady emotion that could quickly be turned to anger or hatred. So then...how did he encourage Xar to continue to 'care' for him until he was willing to give him what he wanted? More importantly...if Xunner invested that much time and effort into seducing Xar, was he going to be able to just cast him aside afterwards? Xunner doubted it. So then...did he want Xar enough to be willing to keep him for the long haul? Xunner groaned again and his eye closed as he felt Xar's hand brush over a spot that pained him.
Yes...if he got to have back rubs like this. that alone would make Xar worthwhile as a long term companion...
"Can't imagin anyone being more valuable then you at the moment." Xunner mumbled into the pillow with his purple eye still closed. "Still...gotta get back at them...I should just summon a Vrock swam and unleash them upon the whole damn group and be done with them. or curse the caravan master to attract any nasty beast in a hundred mile radius when outside the city. See how long he lasts with a pair of bugbears playing tug of war with his intestines..."
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 4:00 pm
The resulting silence from Xunner from his last words made Xar relax a bit more. That had at least shut him up for a bit..subtle hints aside..Xar didn't realize how his words had sounded until he pondered them for a few moments. Then he had to hold in the laugh that threatened to escape his mouth. Ah..this was fun. Will playing around with Xunner was fun it didn't escape him that this game could turn out deadly for either of them should he let his guard down. H really did not want a repeat of that. No sir.
That was how it had happened with Szree several decades ago. Xar closed his eyes and stilled his hands for a moment as he tried to forget the first male to get under his skin. At the time..Xar had actually like Szree and had thought of actually sleeping with him. His mind and feelings had instantly changed when Szree had attempted to force his way on him one night when the two of them had been sent out on a mission. When he had returned to the wagon alone, covered in blood and not talking it had been enough for the wagon master to get angry with him. It had taken days, even weeks for the truth to come out..and even then the wagon master had never really forgiven Xar for killing of Szree. It had also been this that had caused the others in the group to avoid and ask not to work with him, resulting in his loner status among the group.
His mind was brought back to the present by Xunner's mumbled words. He looked up from his memories to look at the form of Xunner in surprise.
"Thank you, you're the first to say so." he replied softly..and then went back tow working on Xunner's neck trying to work out the stubborn knots that he had discovered.
"hmm.." he mused over the ideas Xunner suggested in dealing with the caravan. "That actually sounds more appealing than making it personal. I really would like to wash my hands of them completely and have nothing more to do with them from here on out. Either idea would be fine with me..though the bugbears ripping the caravan master apart sounds the most appealing to me."
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 11:02 pm
Xunner noted the pause in Xar's massageing. He chose not to speak though. He already had things on his mind as it was. Honestly... When had he learned to control himself so? Xunner shifted his hand a little under his head, and he secretly placed his fingertips upon the scar on his right cheek. Perhaps this had more of an effect then he had thought. he wasn't as handsome anymore. He had lost one eye, which would draw much scorn from others. He was marred...flawed...damaged.
Perhaps it was the realization he had little future if he continued to carry on his own. He needed Xar. If he wanted to continue to keep living that is. Or maybe it had something to do with how Xar had tended to him unrequested. There was something so eerie and strange about another drow doing something with nothing to gain...or...did Xar have something to gain?
Xunner groaned loudly, and he felt as well as heard small snapping sounds coming from his neck as Xar paid some attention to those stiff muscles. Perhaps he was intending to get something from this? What though? if Xar was warning him not to do anything physically, and had definatly made it clear that advances would not be welcome..what more could he want? It was perplexing to say the least..and this made Xunner uncomfortable...
"Ngggh." He groaned again as he felt something firmly popping into place. "I can cast the spell tomorrow then. Put a curse on him and be done with it. I can use my familar to deliver curse from afar, so here will be no suspicion cast on us. He'll be dead in due time." Xunner promised Xar. He shifted his hand to make the small silver charm dangle off the side of the bed. "Elttil Hctib could use a little exersize. He's been cooped up in his prison for months now."
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 1:40 pm
Xar had no idea the way his friend's thoughts had turned, had he realized how dour and depressed Xunner was he might have said something about it. Since he didn't he stayed focused on massaging Xun's neck until the muscles and bones started to readjust under his trained hands. He couldn't help but grin in satisfaction when Xunner groaned in response.
"Good." Xar replied, perking up a bit. "I'm looking forward to it." he said rather eagerly. When Xunner spoke about his familiar, he felt rather uneasy and stopped working, leaving his now warm and tingling hands draped over Xunner's shoulders. "Uh..you're not going to release him in here are you?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 8:12 pm
Xunner felt a horrible urge, at that moment, to reach up and grasp hold of Xar's wrists. he wanted to jerk the other male down on top of him, to feel his arms around him. The lustful desire faded just as quickly as it was roused. Yes, he was certainly more in control right now then normal. usually his thoughts would dwell...
"Nnn." He grunted instead, and remained laying upon the bed unmoving. "No. I'm not in the mood to deal with the little b***h. If I don't watch him carefully he might try something. Imps are not the most pleasent familars. I miss my winged serpent. Now he had been a good familar." Xunners lips curled upwards faintly, though he did not elaborate.
"So then? Am I allowed to drink the wine now or must I go to bed and save it for tomorrow?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 1:43 pm
Xar felt horrible now. Just thinking about imps and demonologist's familiars had gotten his back terribly knotted up in fear and tension. He tried to focuse on his breaths and ease out the tension that had started in his shoulders and had proceeded to work its way up his neck. It didn't work. Xar groaned, and flopped on the bed next to Xunner and tried to work out the muscles in his neck with his now warm supply hands.
"Good to hear," Xar grunted in response to Xunner's words.
"Now I'm all tensed up and in a horrible condition." He sighed and slid over a little more in the bed so he was laying on the very edge of the bed.
"You may drink if you wish..though you may end up sore again tomorrow." Xar replied..staring at the form of the demonologist laying in the bed next to him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 7:22 pm
"Gnuh" Xunner grunted lightly and he rolled his head to peer at Xar with his good eye. Which was proving to be a challenge, as he had a sense of unstableness in his head. He blinked his eye once, and pursed his lips. "How will the drinking make me sore if I'm all relaxed now?" He questioned Xar. Personally he suspected the little cold eyed killer just did not want him getting drunk. Was he really that frightened of him? He was handicapped now! He could not dare risk loseing his one edge in surviving. That being a 'partner' that just might feel obligated to him. If Xar felt he owed Xunner his life..well then..He'd take that and keep it.
He just had to keep his darker tendencies and desires under strict control. It shouldn't be that much of a battle. True he was loseing ground gradually, but his mind was still his own and he was still free. "Here." He lifted his hand and motioned for Xar. "I may not have the skill you have, but I can at least rub where you tell me to. I'm certain that won't undo whatever you've done to my back."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 7:43 pm
Xar eyed Xunner for a moment before he answered his first question. "Alcohol has a terrible affect on the body after a massage..it will only make them tense and knot up terribly so. Plus..all the toxins that are released from the body will mix with the alcohol and make you feel terrible tomorrow. But if you want to drink I won't stop you. Just don't think that I'll be holding your hair back as you puke up your guts tomorrow morning." Xar replied rolling his eyes.
Xar leaned a little closet to Xunner and brushed the other's hair out of his face gently and leaned in to look at him in the eye. "Now..then..you don't really want to make yourself feel horrible do you? Even if Alcohol tastes good it's affects are only temporary."
Xar'zith was rather surprised at the other's offer, and thought it over for a moment before he replied.
"Why Xunner I would enjoy that. I doubt you will do a bad job..just as long as you don't use too much pressure on the spine. Just do what you feel is natural."
With that Xar sat up, pulled his shirt off over his head, and laid on his stomach on the bed next to Xunner. He wondered what Xunner would say about the multiple and numerous scars that were scattered over his back. He had never let anyone actually see them before and felt rather vulnerable about it.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 5:06 pm
Xunner watched Xar...and definatly decided the other just did not want him drinking. Well... Xunner considered the wine on the table stand. he supposed there would be no harm in letting it go untouched tonight. He no longer had any coins so it would be best to save it he supposed. Anything to dull the demons roar in his head... "Tssk." Xunner made a show of taking lightly Xar's warning of illness. "My stomach can handle wine this weak." Though he did not reach for the bottle.
Xunner's act was momentarily disrupted when Xar would reach out and brush his fingers over his face. It was startling to say the least. His single eye blinked at the unexpected gentleness exhibited by the assassin. What sort of game was he about now? Why Xar considered his offer of a rub, Xunner mulled over the odd behavior. When he did speak, and accepted his offer, Xunner slowly dragged himself up to his knees. He watched as Xar removed his shirt..and his eye swept over the scars that criss crossed his flesh. Xunner waited until Xar had laid down completely before he reached his long fingers out to place upon Xar's back. He felt..a electric tingle travel up his arm as he touched Xar's back. his fingers moved in a slow motion over the muscles. Feeling the tenseness of the muscles, the smoothness of the flesh, and the delightful coolness of the scars.
Xunner's lips cracked into a grin he was unaware of. He was no skilled massager, or whatever they called themselves. But he could appreciate the flesh..and those scars! Xunner inhaled deeply and held the breath for a few moments to attempt and keep his heart from raceing.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 1:53 pm
Xar shrugged slightly on the bed, and turned to roll his eyes at Xunner's words regarding the wine.
"Sure, whatever. If you want to drink the damned stuff so much go ahead. I was just trying to keep you from feeling horrible tomorrow morning."
He relaxed slightly though when Xunner finally reached out and placed his fingers on his back. He felt a strange sensation travel up his spine and then shoot out to the rest of his body. It was almost as if his entire body was on fire. Xar shuddered from it, wondering what it meant. Had Xunner felt the same sort of thing? He couldn't help but wonder.
He sighed, closing his eyes, as Xunner's hands softly moved over his back in a slow motion. Gods was it a delightful feeling! Xar had never really gotten a massage before nor had he ever been touched like this before so it was rather new to him. It was a heavenly feeling, and Xar knew he was going to have to find some sort of excuse to get Xunner to touch him like this again.
For a demonologist, Xunner wasn't half bad after all. Xar'zith's body finally relaxed and released his pent up tension that he had been holding in since he had met Xunner and learned that he was a demonologist. Perhaps..a bit of fun would be a good way to pass the night. That is if Xunner would be up for it after having gone through such a horrible marring experience. If not tonight then there was always the next night.
Xar's mind briefly fought against his change of heart trying to reason and give him reasons to why he shouldn't get involved with Xunner. The warring ended with Xar's finally coming to the reasoning that Xunner was a completely different person than the demonologist that had abused and molested him years ago. Xunner had had several opportunities to force himself on Xar but had held himself back. That was now in Xunner's favor and Xar's changing emotions regarding the demonologist.
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