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 Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2012 2:40 pm
Fane watched with a bit of confusion in his green eyes. It seemed that when so completely exhausted the youthful looking poisoner grew a bit more innocent and mare like. The bestial stallion had been completely forceful and rough on the poisoner, though there had in fact been moments when he had showed gentleness and what could almost be affection. The fact simple fact that he had stayed meant that the brightly colored Ista was something more than the other Mearh to be tossed out once finished. Guilty did not seem to regestier to the massive stallion as he looked over his exhausted marred lover. Nor had it seemed to matter that he had been the first invited to do such things to the smaller poisoner. Fane had not judged the other stallion for seeming so willing nor did he question Vial for almost demanding that he be the first into such personal space. Fane was a bit impressed that he felt what could be pride having taken something that no one else could ever take.
At the comment of being a weak mare Fane's brow raised and his head tilted to the side. To think that Vial could be a mare was humorous and the thought of himself ever being though of as a poof of a stallion brought a cruel smirk to his lips. How cute of the Ista to speak so. It almost sounded that he were a bit jealous. Though he could not know of what. Fane was never one to question why this or that, so the thought never occurred of him to wonder why Vial had chosen him to be the first in this room. After all it was a bit late to even worry about why now that any tie to goodness had been shredded by their actions. "A mare could never hold up to what your body had..Vial." he other name had come out almost as a purr from the beast of a stallion's fanged muzzle. This smaller male continued to be more and more interesting as he complimented the kiss of the larger one. Fane felt a moment of regret, he prayed that he would not grow bored of this little Ista. He thought that it would be such a waste to have to have his like join the fate of all of his other toys. He wanted to be able to remember the beautiful face and this excitement he felt. He did not want Vial to become just another faceless Mearh that lay dead in some corner of the beast's mind.
He smiled at the confusion that spread over the other's face at the mention of how well he had slept. What a strange thing to be something to cause confusion. Fane had fully expected the poisoner to have drugged him or attacked him in his sleep. He had no real trust of the little Ista. But that did not mater. Such a deadly beauty asleep next to him had set some part of Fane at ease and allowed him to fall into a deep sleep. He enjoyed the warm of the other so close. The herbal scent that filled the sheets he had laid in. There was a slight nagging in the back of the beast's mind that he might come to miss that feeling if he allowed himself to grow too used to it.
The bright green eyes looked over the flushed cheeks of the bright Ista. What had set those small cheeks a glow this time? And what had made him offer to hunt for the other. Yes his suggestion of continuing to assure that ever inch of innocence was gone was one of the factors. He wanted to see Vial both weak and yet full of energy. But the though did cross the noble's mind that he was about to fetch water for someone else. He was going to do what servants do and yet, he was not overly offended by the thought. How strange. It seemed everything about this other stallion was very interesting. He was drawing in more of Fane's attention. Though if that was a good thing or bad was not really clear even to the bronze stallion. He had a feeling sooner or later he would feel the effects of one of the potion stashed around this hidden lair. "The pump or well for your water is outside I assume?" He said moving towards the door of the Ista's private quarters. He could not have his playmate die of thirst it was far too soon for anything like that. Why deny him anything yet. After all he was still so entertaining. And deeper down stashed away in the back of his mind was a deeper reason trying to find a foothold.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 9:32 pm
Giving a bit of a smile when it seemed as though Fane were going to be so kind as to get him some water to help to quench the parch feeling that left his throat so dry. He blamed earlier activities for that problem and felt that since Fane had a hand in it that he should help him out... but the mere fact that he was really going to do it, really going to help him out, it had his ears flicking back and forth in a happy sort of way. So Fane did have a sweet side, huh? So long as that part of him never overrode what Fane really was, that being a dangerous, wild thing, then Vial didn't mind too much. If somehow, by some strange twist of fate, that did happen... well, he would be on his way leaving Fane on his own. Reaching a hand out he brushed it against Fane's cheek, "Thank you." He murmured, unable to resist just a bit more touching when it came to his special guest.
"Hrm, there is a larger pump outside, yes, but there is also one in the bathing chambers if you would rather just get it from there. You need to turn it on and wait a little bit." It took a bit of time for the water to come through the pipes and into the room, "The water needs to run a bit to clean out the pipes and run clear." He explained, it might very well take a little longer then going outside to get it but at least he wouldn't have to go all the way outside. It was really up to Fane but Vial knew if it were up to him he would go to the bathing chambers for the water he needed but he could be lazy like that. When it involved the mundane he really didn't put a whole lot of energy into anything, now if it were something he cared about that was a whole other situation entirely. Tail flicking behind him a little he found himself wondering if he should actually force himself up to his feet, follow after Fane, and get himself a bath... tempting, but again he was too tired for that. Maybe later after he got his drink, got some more rest, and was able to walk without falling over which he felt he would likely do if he tried to stand at the moment.
"I owe you for this, Fane." He said, ears turning forward, giving the bestial stallion a little smile. He would need to think about what exactly he would do for him, likely brew him up some sort of terrible potion to use as he wished. He would just have to think about the effects of it, how he wanted the one that drank the potion to suffer, something drawn out and painful most likely if he wanted to make Fane happy. It would be a lot of fun for sure, he didn't often make potions as gifts for other people after all. It was something that had him a bit excited... and made him want to toddle off to his lab but again he forced himself to sit still and rest up even though he really didn't want to do so. When his potions called it was hard for the poisoner to ignore.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 1:09 am
Fane turned his muzzle towards the gentle stroke of his cheek, such actions were something he was not accustomed too. Such a soft reassuring touch felt so bizarre to the large stallion. His lips parted and his fang returned to gentle stroke with a n** to the Ista's inner wrist. "If both will take time then I shall go to the outside pump." He said against the soft furred wrist. His bright wild eyes turned to look into Vial's. "You owe me nothing but if you feel you must return such a gesture I shall simply take what you feel you owe me from your body again before I leave." He said and pulled himself away from the other's intoxicating touch and the tossed bed.
As much as he did enjoy watching another struggle the tired wanting body of the other was confusing the beast's mind. Their combine scent had filled his nostrils too much. A bit of air was greatly needed. The large body, muscles already starting to tense back up, moved towards the door. He did not bother to assure Vial that he would return. He might as well see if the little Ista would start to worry he had been abandoned.
Though the underground lair was a bit of a maze Fane made his way to the entrance in a small amount of time. The biggest factor hindering his progress threw the halls was not their layout but his sheer size compared to all that had been crowded into the space. He rather not have one of the potions spill on him just yet, or one of the venomous creatures to bite him for getting to close. Before stepping outside Fane grabbed a glass that seemed clean, he sniffed it to see if it had contained anything that might be distasteful, forgetting for the moment that Vial had an immunity to the things he created.
Once outside the night air bit into the large body sending a thin layer of goose bumps over the bronze coat. His nostrils flared as Fane drew in a deep breath of the night air. They really had gone threw the whole day. With a flick of his fire colored tail the large stallion moved to find the pump, his large ears flicks to and fro taking in the sounds of the darkness around him. It seemed that most creatures gave the dead tree a wide birth, how ever he could hear the fair sounds of smaller creatures near enough by.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2012 12:45 am
Vial's ears turned forward and he gave a bit of a smile, "Is that so?" He murmured, tilting his head to one side before giving a slow nod, "Mmm, water first and then perhaps we can see about all of that." He wouldn't mind another go, he'd had a lot of fun after all with the bestial stallion, and then he meant to go to his labs and lose himself in some potion brewing, one of those things that could cause the brightly colored stallion to lose days of time due to being so caught up in his work. It was only the fact that he was enjoying his time with Fane that kept him from wandering off immediately, a testament to how much the other stallion meant to Vial who normally didn't really seem to spend too terribly much time with other Meara. He wouldn't admit to how much he was starting to like him though, instead keeping such a thing a secret, one that had him smiling a bit even now.
Flopping back on the bed the Ista let his golden eyes close, various ideas passing behind his closed lids for ingredients to add to his wonderful potion to be. It would be something wonderful that was for sure, his next great masterpiece, or at least that was the idea. A gift worthy for someone that had actually drawn the attention of the poisoner off of his potions for a time and onto something so much more. Arms crossing behind his head, eyes closed, and tail swishing he looked to be the definition of content at the moment. It was a new for him as well, normally he didn't tend to sit still for too long, always wandering from one place or another after the next, newest, and most venomous creature or he was home in his lab. Being home, in bed, and in such a floaty, happy mood was a nice change of pace and already he was thinking that he needed to invite him over again sometime soon. Given that the bestial stallion was still present, though off to get him some water, he supposed that he shouldn't be thinking to hard about 'next time' already.
Instead he decided to wait, to enjoy the present, and enjoy his time with Fane. Once the stallion went on his way he didn't know when he would be meeting up with him next, not until he finished the potion and brought it to his place at least. Until then he would just have his memories to keep him warm and as such he wanted to make plenty of them tonight to fill that time.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 2:16 am
Even as the sound of prey started to tickle his ears and senses the small harmless creatures hiding in the brush did not hold as much of a draw as the admitted killer back in those deadly comforting tunnels. Those unknown halls held so much promise so much fun. He could just picture the small Ista trying to keep him locked up in one of those cells. That would be some fore play. The though made him laugh and purr as he started the pump. He was hoping that this would be a reoccurring thing. There was something about this place and the deadly Ista what relaxed the animalistic stallion.
But as his thoughts grew even calmer as the water started to flow Fane tried to draw his mind for the body waiting in side for him. He drew the claws of one hand along the tattooed mark along his hip. He pushed the claws slowly harder against his own flesh before giving a bit of an exasperated sigh as he dropped down to all fours and leaving the glass for the moment he nearly dove into the bushes a few both lengths from him.
The slaughtering and partial devouring of a large fox added only a few extra minutes to the water fetching. And with his building blood lust held a bay for a bit longer Fane was ready to face the bed chamber again. He was started to develop quiet a fondness for other stallion. If he was not careful he might even say he liked the brightly coated male. How strange that would be. But thinking of that currently soured the mood and fro now it was not something that he wish to try and think about right now. He licked the claws of one hand as he carried the glass to the private quarters.
He tilted his head and leaned against the door frame watching the smaller male atop the bed. How interesting that he was waiting there. Muzzle still bloody and the scent of it still heavy on him he entered into the room and stepped towards the bed. "You look well pleased."
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 2:49 am
Coming out of his deep thoughts, ideas having coalesced enough that he was sure he knew exactly what it was that he wanted to brew up for Fane, the poisoner let his golden brown eyes slide open so that he could look over at the other stallion as he made his reappearance. For a moment he could only stare at him, taking in the shape he was in, before he gave a bit of a chuckle, "Run into trouble while you were out?" He asked, doubting that there was really too much in the area that would really be seen as 'trouble' in the eyes of this particular stallion. If anything it was more likely that Fane was off tormenting someone out there, not that he cared too much. So long as he wasn't abusing any of his special pets then he really didn't mind all that much what happen to those that he went after.
"I am pleased, yes." He murmured, shifting his weight so that he could shuffle over to the edge of the bed, reaching out to take teh water that the other had brought for him, sipping it as he looked Fane over. He really was the perfect specimen, dangerous on many levels but still easy on the eyes, someone that he wanted to spent a lot more time with in the future. At the present though he felt his attention being pulled else where, somewhere far from Fane, and while it felt a touch lonely it was a pull he could never ignore. Dragging himself to his feet he stepped in closer to Fane, lifting up on the tips of his hooves so he could get closer to him, then smile, "I need to get to work, my potions are calling, but I look forward to our next meeting, Fane." He murmured, brushing a kiss against the lips of the bestial stallion, "Thanks for the water, it's helped to revive me." Feeling refreshed he was ready to get to work on Fane's gift as well as all of the other potions that he had thought up while he was laying around waiting for his new ally and bed partner to return.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 12:41 pm
Fane flicked his tail as his bed mate looked him over. It was a strange sort of pleasure he got from the way Vial was looking him over. Both something a kin to awe and pride. His tongue licked over his muzzle and he smirked. "Ah well, I had offered to hunt. And I am not the cleanest of killers." Fane was far from a clean killer. He preferred to have it wet and messy. It was not a fun kill unless some sort of gore coated him or at the very least the ground or walls.
As the Ista drank the look from his bright eyes shifted again. It was one now that Fane's mind could not wrap around but it did bring a smile to his freshly stained fangs. Fane gave a laugh as the smaller stallion drew closer. The soiled claws of his right hand slid along the gentle curve of the bright hip. "I wont keep you from your work. I am sure someone is screaming for a good rendering anyway. I am sure we will happen upon each other again." He drew the poisoner's hipped hard against his as gave a gentle but quick return kiss to his bold little lover. Normally the large stallion would be furious that he had waited on the other Mearh and was being kicked to the side as if he were a servant. But some how with Vial he did not feel this anger building. If fact he found himself looking forward to the next time and to seeing how far the Ista could go before over stepping his bounds and needed to be punished. He released the other stallion from his claws and followed him out towards the lab. He would watch the Ista work for a few hours before leaving when Vial got really wrapped up in his work.
As he waked threw the darkness back towards his lands he laughed. Finally there had been a day that had not left him wanting for entertainment. For once in his life it seemed that Fane had found someone who he could enjoy being around without them dying. He was looking forward to seeing how this relationship would pan out with his deadly new partner.
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