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 Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 11:12 am
A part of Claudius did doubt his daughter's plan. He left the room once it was Jessierys's feeding time. Claudius walked out through another door from the thrown room and down another hall. But he could smell the fresh scent of blood that spilled by his daughter's fangs the more he walked away. It made him hungry. As he walked on down the hall he thought of his daughter's plan again. Why would Jessierys make such a plan if she needed a mate which she did not have? He never seen her be interested in anyone he has presented for her to marry. Or anyone else from their clan. Then again, he knew Jessierys wouldn't pick a mate that was turned by her.
((He will not run into Damien and Jessierys. Just so you know and won't be confuse.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 8:42 am
Jessierys almost purred when he nipped her neck but remembered where they were. "Perhaps somewhere quieter," she told him. That's when Damien lead her down the hall to only pull her into a corner. Their lips meeting as he passionately kissed her. This time she slightly purred in delight but stopped herself by putting a hand on his chest to push him gently away. Then tisking her finger at him with a smirk. "I know you can be a good boy," she teased.
"A tease you are, m'lady," he said which sent jolts through her blood. Whenever they were alone like this it made Jessierys remember a time before she was a vampire. The warmth of the sun which she will admit to missing to. To frolick under it's rays or swimming in a lake and watch the sunlight dance on the waters creating a rainbow. But that was all the past now. Jessierys allowed Damien to pull her away and into her chambers where they could truly be alone. To satisfy their hunger. Or was it her hunger? Why was it that whenever she was alone with this man, this vampire, that he could place her mind in a state of ecstasy. Why? When he is suppose to be her toy. A play thing. Right? Jessierys then pulled him into a longing kiss the more he fed her senses.((time skip))
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 11:48 am
TeenTitans4Ever Jessierys almost purred when he nipped her neck but remembered where they were. "Perhaps somewhere quieter," she told him. That's when Damien lead her down the hall to only pull her into a corner. Their lips meeting as he passionately kissed her. This time she slightly purred in delight but stopped herself by putting a hand on his chest to push him gently away. Then tisking her finger at him with a smirk. "I know you can be a good boy," she teased.
"A tease you are, m'lady," he said which sent jolts through her blood. Whenever they were alone like this it made Jessierys remember a time before she was a vampire. The warmth of the sun which she will admit to missing to. To frolick under it's rays or swimming in a lake and watch the sunlight dance on the waters creating a rainbow. But that was all the past now. Jessierys allowed Damien to pull her away and into her chambers where they could truly be alone. To satisfy their hunger. Or was it her hunger? Why was it that whenever she was alone with this man, this vampire, that he could place her mind in a state of ecstasy. Why? When he is suppose to be her toy. A play thing. Right? Jessierys then pulled him into a longing kiss the more he fed her senses.((time skip))
He heard Jessierys move around in the bed looking over his shoulder he made sure she didn't wake. When she woke she would probably want to take a bath. So Damien made his way to her bathroom and kindly drew her a bath. He awaited for his queen to awake from her slumber.
((Sorry that it is so short and sketchy. I just really wanted to get something posted for you.))
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 9:53 am
Even in her dreams did Jessierys's mind continue to play times of pleasure. The touch of a man was always rough by even adding his own gentleness which she did not mind. Their figures fitting on top of each and up against each other so perfectly. It was as if the sex had not stopped. She slept peacefully with a smile upon her face nuzzling against Damien's chest without her knowing. But in her dreams the man she would usually share this passion with was the man who broke her heart in the first place, Ulrik. That is how her dreams always started and ended. Secret desires that would come from the sub consciousness of her mind that she will gladly keep to her self. How would her people think, if they knew that she still secretly desire her ex-lover. As pleasurable the dream may always be and feel Jessierys would always wake up in guilt but not because he was a married man. She doesn't give a damn about Siena. The guilt came from herself knowing that she should be over him and done with Ulrik. Perhaps before she thought about seducing him but, what good would that do to her? It would only leave Jessierys in pieces and that she knew. There was no good or delight in loving Ulrik. No! He is much as a traitor to Vi-lon as she is.
Inside her dream though, the man she frolicked with whom she thought to be Ulrik was not him this time. His hair was darker and skin had more color than Ulrik's. Who was this man? Alec? No, he had dirty-blonde hair. Kael? Definitely Not! His hair was too black. But, who was it? Then before her dream ended was the man's face revealed... Damien!
Jessierys woke up in bed nearly startled. For a while she stared up at her ceiling and sighed. If she could still sweat then she would probably be sweating by now because of the type of dream she had. Then that's when she heard the sound of water running in her bath and on instinct sat up in her bed quickly wondering if it were a maid. "Damn!" she thought. She looked to the right side of her bed, biting her bottom lip but to find that Damien was not sleeping or laying beside her no more. But his scent was still fresh. "Hmm," she tapped her chin and quizzically looked to her room's own personal bathroom to find that the door was open. Jessierys smirks, flips the covers off her bare body before swinging her legs over, and walks out of bed. When entering her grand and beautiful bathroom marveled in off-white cream with gold furniture she saw that it was her handsome Baron who started the bath. She even felt relieve that he hadn't left yet as Jessierys enjoyed his company.
"Well, aren't you so kind my dear," she spoke to announce her presence. Her tone was playful. Jessierys smoothly walks up to Damien to run a hand up his chest to touch his hair. It was as soft as hers and Lyssa... Lysaa?!!! Right, her supposal daughter... Jessierys quickly push that thought aside and kissed Damien's lips before stepping into her bath. She sat in the tub with legs crossed with her elbows resting on each side rim of the tub, and her head on a soft pillow that was the color of turquoise and stuffed with swan feathers. "So, any news to report Damien?" she asked him. ((That's ok, no worry))
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 5:50 pm
TeenTitans4Ever Even in her dreams did Jessierys's mind continue to play times of pleasure. The touch of a man was always rough by even adding his own gentleness which she did not mind. Their figures fitting on top of each and up against each other so perfectly. It was as if the sex had not stopped. She slept peacefully with a smile upon her face nuzzling against Damien's chest without her knowing. But in her dreams the man she would usually share this passion with was the man who broke her heart in the first place, Ulrik. That is how her dreams always started and ended. Secret desires that would come from the sub consciousness of her mind that she will gladly keep to her self. How would her people think, if they knew that she still secretly desire her ex-lover. As pleasurable the dream may always be and feel Jessierys would always wake up in guilt but not because he was a married man. She doesn't give a damn about Siena. The guilt came from herself knowing that she should be over him and done with Ulrik. Perhaps before she thought about seducing him but, what good would that do to her? It would only leave Jessierys in pieces and that she knew. There was no good or delight in loving Ulrik. No! He is much as a traitor to Vi-lon as she is.
Inside her dream though, the man she frolicked with whom she thought to be Ulrik was not him this time. His hair was darker and skin had more color than Ulrik's. Who was this man? Alec? No, he had dirty-blonde hair. Kael? Definitely Not! His hair was too black. But, who was it? Then before her dream ended was the man's face revealed... Damien!
Jessierys woke up in bed nearly startled. For a while she stared up at her ceiling and sighed. If she could still sweat then she would probably be sweating by now because of the type of dream she had. Then that's when she heard the sound of water running in her bath and on instinct sat up in her bed quickly wondering if it were a maid. "Damn!" she thought. She looked to the right side of her bed, biting her bottom lip but to find that Damien was not sleeping or laying beside her no more. But his scent was still fresh. "Hmm," she tapped her chin and quizzically looked to her room's own personal bathroom to find that the door was open. Jessierys smirks, flips the covers off her bare body before swinging her legs over, and walks out of bed. When entering her grand and beautiful bathroom marveled in off-white cream with gold furniture she saw that it was her handsome Baron who started the bath. She even felt relieve that he hadn't left yet as Jessierys enjoyed his company.
"Well, aren't you so kind my dear," she spoke to announce her presence. Her tone was playful. Jessierys smoothly walks up to Damien to run a hand up his chest to touch his hair. It was as soft as hers and Lyssa... Lysaa?!!! Right, her supposal daughter... Jessierys quickly push that thought aside and kissed Damien's lips before stepping into her bath. She sat in the tub with legs crossed with her elbows resting on each side rim of the tub, and her head on a soft pillow that was the color of turquoise and stuffed with swan feathers. "So, any news to report Damien?" she asked him. ((That's ok, no worry))
"So, any news to report, Damien?" she asked. He thought for a moment, "Well... I did some digging... I know you told me not to go near any of the clans. But trust me, I kept my distance. The Triali siblings are not in Triali. The brothers went to Vil-lon and sweet little Elvira went to Nai-rah. To speak with Kael," he said his name with disgust. Kael had Jessierys attention for sometime, which bugged Damien, made him mad with jealousy. But pushing that aside, he continued. "I believe they went to the other clans to speak of you. I do not know the details, I could not hear much. I wanted to keep my distance... Please, do not be angry at me. I wanted to make sure they weren't coming after you. I wanted to keep you safe, which I know you do not need protection because you are quite capable of taking care yourself... I just couldn't help myself to at least make sure you would be okay..." he sighed and grabbed her hand gently, kissing the top of her hand.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2015 11:01 am
"Always," she replied to both his question and comment. She smiled teasingly while sitting in tub letting the water soak her body. One of the perks about being a vampire was not pruning the longer you sit in the water.
Damien was certainly nothing like Ulrik when it comes to passion. There was something about Damien other then his looks that attracted her towards him. Is the thought of stealing Damien from Ulrik's court really that pleasing, thrilling. Or was that how it just started? A thrilling pay back. Ulrik stole and broke her heart and in return Jessierys will steal what is his and break something in return. She corrupted many who Ulrik sired and broke their allegiance with him whether by death or making a deal. Most chose to serve her while those who resisted she killed. Like Alec's wife, she came to their side willingly but was a Vi-lon spy. She would have killed Rose herself if Alec hadn't offered to do it himself. Poor child and she was so pretty. Alaric (sired Charlotte) was even an Vi-lonian vampire once loyal to Ulrik but chose to join Jessierys then someday disappeared. He was just as blood thirsty as any Lyemarian. Rumors say he got murder by his own pet...
"Well... I did some digging... I know you told me not go near any of the clans...," this made Jessierys drop her rose shape scrubber that she was using to wash herself and dart her glaring eyes upon Damien. "You what...," she said sharply as he began to share his Intel. So, she let him go on and the information he gave was very interesting and she raised a brow with a slight smirk. Of course, when he brought up the name Kael Jessierys just simply rolled her eyes. What a sad puppy Kael was and he doesn't even have the right to call himself Lord of Nai-rah. She then gave out a deep sigh as Damien went on but enjoyed the compliment about being able to defend herself which was true. Jess leaned herself back into the tub comfortably and crossed her legs again in lady like style. Then he grabbed her hand which made Jessierys slightly blush and smirked, "You are very thoughtful Baron." Jessierys cupped his chin and looked into Damien's eyes. "Be lucky that you are my Baron which gives you more freedom then most of my children," she told him a bit coldly but with a hint of seductiveness. And when she said "children" she meant the subjects she had sired which are the vampires that populate Lyemar. But only her first couple of sired vamps would she consider her "son" or "daughter." That is until she ever decides to have children of her own if it's possible. Myths and rumors say that originals can but what about those sired by the originals? Are they capable or only a few?
"But, I am glad you gather the information even if you went against my orders. Now, I know that they preparing for my attack and it satisfies me that this will make them squirm! The gift of not knowing when something is to happen is a teasing feeling but livable," she told. She then laughs out. "What fools the Triali siblings are. Elvira was sent to Nai-rah to meet with her ex-lover. If I remember correctly the couple loathe each other. If we're lucky perhaps they'll kill each other... but that does leave Triali vulnerable for attack with the siblings are gone. After all, Ulrik should very well know that even I can't control my children's hunger. Especially my Reapers. At least they know nothing about my Reapers. I especially designed them after the Wild Hunt from those old Fay Tales. Smart? Yes, I rather think so," she laughs. Then begins to clean herself again. "Which reminds me...," she pauses. Jessierys look to Damien. "I think it is time to call back my dear runaway daughter. She doesn't know this but I have a spy in Baelin as I do for every clan. All under Ulrik and Siena's little nose," she speaks in great delight. After all the spies Ulrik has sent in the past after her it was pay back. Of course, his spies never survive to tell the tale.
"Also, I want back what belongs to me and that is all my run away children in Baelin. Especially, Maximus and Catherine. How dare they leave my side," she groans. Catherine was her best weapon against Kael with his weakness for water. "They're darn LUCKY that I allowed Annabelle and Alec to sire Catherine and Maximus's children. Also lucky that I promise their dear siblings that I wouldn't harm them... physically. I didn't promise to harming them mentally though," she waves her right index finger.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2015 7:32 pm
Damien flinched slight when she said "You what...." Luckily for him, she let him finish explaining himself. He watched her move in the cross-legged position and she cupped his chin, saying "You are very thoughtful Baron.... Be lucky that you are my Baron which gives you more freedom then most of my children." He smiled slightly and pulled the palm of her hand to his lips and kissed it gently. "I serve to please you, m'lady," he said. Damien was lucky, if he wasn't Jessierys Baron then he would have been killed if she heard the news he shared. Guess it was a good thing he was her play thing. Even though he hated those words, he served to please and pleasure his Queen.
"But, I am glad you gather the information even if you went against my orders. Now, I know that they preparing for my attack and it satisfies me that this will make them squirm! The gift of not knowing when something is to happen is a teasing feeling but livable...What fools the Triali siblings are. Elvira was sent to Nai-rah to meet with her ex-lover. If I remember correctly the couple loathe each other. If we're lucky perhaps they'll kill each other... but that does leave Triali vulnerable for attack with the siblings are gone. After all, Ulrik should very well know that even I can't control my children's hunger. Especially my Reapers. At least they know nothing about my Reapers. I especially designed them after the Wild Hunt from those old Fay Tales. Smart? Yes, I rather think so" said Jessierys, Damien replied "Of course, my Queen." Then Jessierys continued . "Which reminds me..."I think it is time to call back my dear runaway daughter. She doesn't know this but I have a spy in Baelin as I do for every clan. All under Ulrik and Siena's little nose...."Also, I want back what belongs to me and that is all my run away children in Baelin. Especially, Maximus and Catherine. How dare they leave my side..They're darn LUCKY that I allowed Annabelle and Alec to sire Catherine and Maximus's children. Also lucky that I promise their dear siblings that I wouldn't harm them... physically. I didn't promise to harming them mentally though."
Damien moved the stool behind the tub and sat down behind Jessierys. He began to rub her shoulders as he spoke. "You are dark, my Queen. It's very...you." he chuckled. "But, if you don't mind me asking, who is this spy in Baelin you speak of?" he asked curiously. Damien had no idea of this spy she spoke of, was it someone he knew? or someone newly created?
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2015 9:05 am
Jessierys sat in the tub thinking as Damien sat behind her to rub her shoulders. "Mmm," she groaned. This feeling felt very nice and made her feel less tense. Then Damien asked, "But, if you don't mind me asking, who is this spy in Baelin you speak of?" She then smirked. Sometimes she enjoyed making her subjects squirm for answers and that's because she really did love power. "I'm sorry, did I say one spy... Just some old vamp of ours and a daughter who thought that running away meant she was free but we do have a blood bond," she smirked.
When bath time was over Jessierys stepped out, dry herself off, and put on a silk fuchsia robe. "By the way, has my son return home yet?" she asked.
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