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 Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 7:51 am
 Blood was wondering through the lands just outside his home base. Hatter Hole was a cavity in the land, to regulars the only way down was a path that went down the side of a drop that was a stupidly steep hill. It was a secrete place and the rules were who ever entered the safety of Hatters Hole were there for life, or made sure to be made silent about the location. After all, many people were after Blood's head on a platter and the more his organization was masked by shadow, the safer he was. This did not mean that he was not prone to the odd walk on his own out side his base. Today he was heading over to his local watering hole. A small lake that was about a half mile from the gorge that he had called home since the day his mother gave birth to him. He got the the side of the small pool and looked down at himself in the water. How devilishly handsome he was. A smirk came on his face.
He had come here more and more in the past weeks. Since his father had passed from illness and he took over his throne. His mother was never on the scene, his father was not one to fall for one women. He had many. However Blood was his only child. He was born from a deal cut with a mare, he offered her protection from a marriage she was running away from, in return she would bare him a child to take over the family business. How happy he was when she admitted her pregnancy. Blood was everything his father wanted and all his life he was trained for the day he would rule over Hatters Hole and run the business. It had been a lot of hard work on Blood's part, he was taught in the art of combat, in the art of deception and from the day he was born he was told he was important, that he was better than others, what ever he wanted he got. He was spoiled and more so he was pressured to be perfect. Yes, how his father was proud of his son. He was everything he wanted.
He missed the old man, however it was not sudden, he knew his passing was coming months before, so he grieved then so his mind would be focused after all the second his father took his last breathe, he was a leader. Everything he had worked for was preparing him for this moment and he was confident that he would do the old man proud even in death. He shook his hat off and put down his cane, leaning his head into the water to take a drink. The cool liquid streaming down his throat and as his head raised droplets fell from his nose. He looked up at the night sky, the stars shining down brightly. He wondered how long it would be until his guards had noticed he was gone. He must head back soon before hell broke loose back at camp. He did feel at times he was restricted however he knew it was in his best interest. If anything happened to him, the throne would be empty. One of his first priorities... was to have a child. Someone to rule after he had passed. For the good of the herd. However his heart was yet to belong to anyone.
He thought he could have any female that he wanted with no effort. After all he was the full package, he could offer a women riches, he could offer her protection, she would be treated like royalty. More so Blood was powerful, he was a herd leader, he was strong and insatiably handsome by anyone's standards more than anything he was a gentleman. Or so he thought, truth was Blood was selfish. He was the kind of man who would do anything to get what he wanted. His greatest flaw. However you could not blame him, being raised saying he could do and get what ever he wanted, had spoiled him and that rule had never been questioned before.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 1:14 pm
 It had been months since Carmine's father had left the kawani lands and needless to say she was loving it. It was as though he was dead, he was just gone. Whether he had fled for his life to some distant land or just went on a semi-permanent vacation after the whole fiasco with her mother Carmine didn't know. Nor did she particularly care. With her dad gone, her main competition, the entire area was her's for the picking really. So she'd turned her eyes to the skies and kept an ear to the wind.
Listening to rumors from the other soquili in the area became a hobby of hers. If a new treasure turned up in conversation she turned up to claim it. Though recently the odd whispers she caught were not of things at all, but of other soquili. A strange group led by a young stallion. A powerful group if the rumors were right and Carmine could barely still her excitement at that knowledge. Where there was power there were always valuables.
She hadn't wasted any time taking to the sky to search for this group, this herd. Though, she was beginning to wish that she'd thought things through.
The night air chilled her body but still she soared through the sky her dark wings cutting through the air smoothly. Her long pale, rosy hair streamed out behind her like ribbons and the silver ring around her chest beat against the butterfly shaped stain on her coat. Despite how easy she made flying look with her body her mind was telling a different story. It whined to her. 'I'm thirsty!' It cried. 'I'm tired. My wings hurt! This is boring!' And Carmine agreed with it.
"Time for a break." She announced to the sky and began a steep dive from the heavens aiming to land in the small pool that grew larger in each passing moment. The closer she grew to this pool the more she began to notice that she was not alone. "Oh, company?" She asked aloud with a playful lilt in her voice as she quickly changed course to touch down on the ground several feet away from the stranger.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 3:12 pm
Blood saw something in the sky, something that appeared to him to be no bigger than a bird, however as it got closer to him it seemed to grow in size considerably. A few feet away from him landed a mare, his eyes seemed to follow the angel like being as she fell from the sky. He looked at her for a moment, and began t study her features. Her hair was long and rose like, free and wild spiking off in many directions, with one braid that fell elegantly on slender shoulders. Her eyes were the same rose like colour and seem to sparkle. On her chest lay a crimson butterfly and many others seemed to be flying up her hind leg. Her wings were long, a black midnight colour. A necklace lay around her neck and on her hooves rested gloves. She was perfectly proportioned in every way possible, his heart seemed to beat faster, she was beautiful. In so many ways she just seemed to take his breathe away from him.
He watched her for a moment, before he decided it was time to talk, after all he must of looked stupid just staring at her. "Well this is interesting." He stated. A small confident smile on his face as he approached the mare, walking in circles around her so he could get a better look at her from more than one angle. "Its not every day a angel falls from the sky to great me. Must be my lucky day." He stated stopped in front of her now he got his eyes fill. His voice was flirty and his posture was unquestioned, He grabbed a feather streaming off of his hat pulling it from his head as he gave her a small bow in greeting. "My name is Blood Dupre it is a pleasure to meet you sweet heart." He smiled throwing the hat into the air as it landed back on his head, it was something he had been doing for as long as he could remember, so it was very rare his hat ever missed his noggin.
What was it about this mare? he wondered. Something about her already had him trapped, he was struggling to keep the blush on his face unnoticed. It was like she was cat n** to him. Why though? he had seen many fair mare in his day, many more elegant and royal looking than this one. Some were dying to be with him for their own personal gain. So why was it this one that made his blood boil? it was something he could not understand. More so he had just met the girl, he had heard of love at first sight, but could it be possible for cupid to act so swift with so much force. It seemed unreal to him. So much so he thought he was ill. A cool wind blew past him, ruffling his mane and tail as it did so. He was wondering how he looked? was there dirt on his hooves? what did his breathe smell like? did his have something in his teeth? his mind was creating a check list, hoping he looked his best for the fine lady.
He totally forgot that he was needed back home, it shot to the back of his mind and if someone had mentioned it he would look at them dumbly and ask what home? there is nothing I need to do besides make this mare feel like she is a princess. His crystal blue eyes met hers. They were so elegant looking, so soft and gentle. He smiled shaking his head slightly. He was just like a little boy who had seen a puppy in the shop window. All he wished that tonight was the night he was able to take the puppy home with him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 3:43 pm
So the stranger was a stallion. Carmine could certainly live with this. From where she stood she gave him to once over. He was certainly a handsome fellow. Dark hair against a white coat really stood out not to mention his almost unnaturally bright eyes. He wore gloves of a sort on all for legs and a giant bow around his neck. Though perhaps though most interesting thing of all was the rather large and unusual hat that sat atop his dark hair. Not bad, not bad at all. Then he moved and decided that circling her was the best course of action.
Perhaps he wasn't a horse at all, but rather a shark. She smiled a little at the thought, a little half smirk and half genuine mix that she'd perfected. If he was a shark at least he was a cute one. She stopped joking internally and the moment she did he spoke. So he was a shark-horse with a pretty face, an odd hat and a way with words, nice. Her eyes were fixated on that hat as he pulled it from his head in an elaborate display. Something in the back of her mind was telling her that somehow it was important but she couldn't remember for the life of her what it was.
And then it all clicked into place. A look a shock settled on her tan face as the hat went air borne only to land right back in it's place. Though her shock was not because she was impressed by the trick (even though she was) but from his name.
Blood Dupre.
The hat.
She knew what her mind had been trying to tell her now. Her eyes traveled away from the hat and down to the face of a stallion that she'd been looking for. A pretty smile slipped easily onto her face. "Ya know...I think I'm the lucky one." She said closing her eyes just enough to peer at the male through half-lids. Carmine stepped slowly towards him, swaying slightly with each step. "Ya should show me...how ya do that...mmhat trick~"
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 4:09 pm
Blood watched her as she spoke, her eyes half shut in a seductive like manor, it sent a chill up his spine, a pleasant one at that. As she moved towards him, his eyes seemed drawn to her rear which was swinging side to side as she moved. Looks like she was a mare who knew how so show her features in there best light. It was a fine booty to see moving, if he did say so himself. His eyes then darted back to hers, she was so close to him, he could feel her breathe on his face. He did not know if he had frozen himself so he did not jump her, or was frozen just because if he did move he would faint. He took in a deep breathe, she smelt almost too good to be true, good enough to eat in fact. Even though he was tempted to learn forward and lick her to get a taste he would refrain from such actions... at least for now. He cleared his throat, he would have to be very careful he would have to play this right, more than anything he needed to calm the hell down! He did not want to seem too eager, however she was not making it easy for him. Was she flirting back?
He totally disagreed he was the lucky one, by far he was the lucky one. He chose to leave his base at that time, to walk this exact path, to come to this exact pool, for her to come down at that moment, the fates themselves seemed to have planned this meeting. Or cursed him. After all he was always warned a women could be a dangerous thing, he did not understand that until now. For she could ask of him anything she wanted and no force in the world could stop him from getting her it. He sounded crazy, he knew he did however he felt like... like... he was not even going to think such a thing! He smiled and looked at her. Looks like she wanted to play a little. He was up for that. He grabbed his hat from his head by the feather once more, putting it on her head with a small smile. " Why there you go, the colours complement you very well my dear. However may I say the roses envy you." He smiled. If nothing else at least his hat would smell of her, if he was lucky a few strands of her hair would fall into it, so he could keep them forever. That hat was Bloods prise possession, however he gave it to her with out second thought. If not for a short time, it was a honour.
"There is no trick just some practise. However I am sure you would be able to grasp it is no time, to say your lips cradle words so delicately." He looked at her soft lips. Indeed they seemed very talented. He wanted to test that against his. GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF BLOOD! He looked at the lake for a split second. Maybe if he jumped into it, it would cool him down enough to get a grip. However she was here watching him and doing something that foolish would simply drive her away, making her think he was mad. So he would have to grin and bare his desires. He wanted to know what she was thinking. He wanted to know if she was in as much pain as he was. He wanted to know if the air in her lungs was as heavy as the lead that lined his. Blood running cold. He looked down into her eyes once more. They were not giving him any clue's. How troublesome.
"May I know your name?" He asked, her name must be amazing, however no name he could think of himself would do her justice. None what so ever. So he did not want to guess.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 4:39 pm
Carmine blinked her milky brown eyes a few times as he dropped his hat on her head. This really wasn't what she'd had in mind when she'd requested to see his hat trick again but she would go with it. She'd wanted to snatch the hat right out of the air but getting it deposited on top of her sure made it easier. "Ya think so?" She tried cocking her head to one side sweetly but felt the hat sliding a little and straightened back up to keep it from falling off, she could tell it was sitting at a slight and odd angle now though. She was so not used to wearing hats. Scarfs, belts, bracelets, gloves and all sorts of other accessories found their way on to her body frequently but hats, not so much.
"Mmm, I think they cradle other things better than they do words though..." Honestly she hadn't a clue where that had come from. Her brain seemed to be wired to automatically respond sometimes. It didn't really bother her though, she just cast a sly smile his way and met his gaze easily. She wasn't able to hold it very long. He asked for her name. Her ears twitched slightly her lips parting to answer, "Carmine." And then the hat took that moment to slide down over her ears. It settled itself almost completely covering her eyes. Her bangs were plastered against her cheeks and she could only see if she were looking down.
"Ah...it...seems your hat likes my taste." She said with a little bit of laughter though she made a silent promise to herself never to put it on again. She feared that next time it would decide to consume all of her.
She tried tossing her head backwards to get the hat to slide back the proper direction. Luckily it worked, sort of. She could see at least but it was still covering her ears and it was dangerously close to taking her eyes again. "I wonder what you taste like though...since your hat doesn't seem to like it much... Maybe I should try it..." She smirked a little and stopped talking for a second purposefully. "So the hat doesn't eat me I mean..." She laughed a little but fixed him was a look that was far from being innocent play. Playful yes, innocent...not really.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 5:09 pm
"Hmm, I think they cradle other things better than they do words though" - "I want to try that out..." for a moment a little bit of soul left his nostril and floated off to the heavens, then he realised he has said that out loud, it might have just been a whisper. His face burst red for a second, clearing his throat once more for it to return to its normal colour. He then heard her name "Carmine." Just saying it put a smile on his face. It was such a wonderful word! It made his lips tingle just saying it, he could say it all day with that as soul entertainment, he would scream it from the highest mountains, Carmine, Carmine CARMINE! He watched on as she struggled with his hat. Was his head really that big? oh the irony in that question. He bit his lip slightly shaking his head gently once more. She was so cute, the way she was moving with the hat on her head.
Then the hat seemed to eat her head. THAT HAT SHALL BE BURNED! How dare it mask her picture perfect face from him, if only for a second. THE DAMN THING SHALL BURN IN HELL! He pouted angry at his hat, it was no longer his prize possession. Then he saw her face once more and all the anger melted away and once more he was in a state of heaven. "I do not blame it for liking your taste my dear, in fact I envy it." He stated with a small blush painted across his face. The midnight hour was approaching. Every second seemed to run away faster than ever before. He had totally lost track of time and it would take day break itself for him to get the message it was way past his bed time, all the herd must be hunting him down by now. He smiled and leaned forward, brushing the side of her face with his nose before he grabbed the hat, throwing it in the air once more, it landing perfectly on his noggin.
Her skin was so soft, he would never wash his nose again! Then he thought he would die. DID SHE JUST SAY WHAT HIS EARS HEARD! or was he just hearing what he wanted to hear. He was lost for words only for a moment. Then for the first time in Blood's life a stutter left his lips. "I-in that case it might be best if you do.... so the hat will not eat you of cause. However only if I get to go first." He stated. Now he was questioning if he was not back home in his bed dreaming. It seemed to be the most rational explanation, the weird feelings, the enchanting mare a dream would make sense. If it was however it was the realist one he had ever had and the best by far. What he was saying made no sense to him either. It was totally out of character however some spell had been put on him. It turned the great and powerful leader into a little lost puppy wanting attention.
How his father was laughing at him now. He could imagine it, he was up there holding his ribs hysterically. At the thought of his son being reduced to this. He could hear his heart beating in his ears. So many butterflies were now in his belly it made him feel ill. The way she was acting, was just like wafting a stake in front of the nose of a starving dog. He did not know how to act. If he would be scolded if he took a bite. He swallowed a lump in his throat. LORD MAN ARE YOU DROOLING? His eyes widened slightly. A cold chill running down his spine. There was no question about it, he was head over heals in lust. He would trade everything for this girl. He wanted her to be his queen he wanted to make her life heaven on Earth. He wanted to take her home right now in the knowledge she would never go away. His heart was young, untouched.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 5:32 pm
She raised an eyebrow. He envied the hat? She knew what he meant but she hadn't quite expected him to say it. If it weren't for the pink tint on his face she would have thought that he automatically responded as well. But, she got the distinct feeling that this wasn't the case. She was getting to him. And as she shivered slightly as he retrieved his hat from her head she wondered if he had got to her as well.
Her eyes watched the hat as it sailed through the air and landed exactly where it was meant to on his head. Maybe, the hat didn't like her after all. Maybe it had just been a failed attempt at suffocation cause it sure as hell didn't cooperate like that for her. Without a thought she was staring at it entertaining the thought of trampling the stupid thing when Blood's voice reached her ears again. This time, however, there was something slightly unusual about it.
Was she making him nervous? She swallowed her laughter down. How cute. Fighting back her amusement she listened to exactly what he was saying and the desire to laugh quickly vanished. "Oh~?" There was a song-like quality in her voice now. A cheerful little lilt. She examined him for a moment with cool eyes.
There was temptation, beckoning her with a sweet siren song. Then there was the call of her job telling her to keep focused. But there really wasn't a reason why she couldn't mix pleasure with work right? He was essentially the target after all and the closer she got to him the easier her job would be. So with a sweet seductive smile she tilted her head to one side letting her hair fall away. "So...gentlemen first is it?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 6:02 pm
He smiled, at least if nothing else his hat could hide the blush that was painted on his face. However he was also scared the roses would give her something to compare the colours too. He was such a fool. He was such a love struck idiot. He felt like inviting her back to his home, however he knew he could not reveal the location to her. He began to scheme, maybe he could get here there with out breaking the rules. Even though he would never hurt his darling, if he could have her stolen, then have her wake up on his silk blankets amongst the gold and silver treasures that lined his cave. She would not actually know where she was. Thus the rules are still in place. Then he will ask her to marry him! Then she will be a queen dressed in gold and silk, ever desire she had shall be met. She will be so over joyed that she would forget about the kidnapping. Then he will wisp her off her feet. Forever his. Yes it was perfect!
She would make a wonderful bride, a even greater queen. Carmine Dupre. The most precious jewel in his collection. He owned diamonds that were bigger than a eye ball. He had sapphires in his walls, so wonderful and bright they almost glowed. However she was the most beautiful of them all. Carmine. Queen Carmine Dupre. The most envied women in all the land. Oh how all the high class mafia members would hate him, after all there months or trying to tempt him, in one night a mare who had no class or wealth stole his heart. It would be a sight to see and the pure thought pained a large smile on his face. Then every night he could smell her soft hair, he could stroke her perfect skin. It was like a fairytale. A messed up one at that but a fairytale none the less. PERFECT!
He looked at her, she was ever so composed. She still remained elegant and every word she said had him hanging on edge. Bloods mind argued with itself, yes, no, yes no? how was he meant to answer that? "Ahem... if you put it that way my dear. Ladies first?" He gulped once more, he was shy about making the first move, he did not know what to do at all. However for some reason he was leaning towards her. His face getting redder and redder as he did so. What was he doing? he wondered seeing he was moving for her neck. Touching the side of hit and running his nose up it gently scraping her skin before he licked the patch of skin just under her jaw bone. Frozen where he was. However some kind of relief came over him. What was he doing? was she even intending this to happen? was he taking advantage of her or something? they had only just met for god's sake. However it felt so good. He did not want to stop. Not just yet. He wanted to stay here with her. Even thought he knew he should be heading home soon.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 6:56 pm
Carmine's eyes slid shut all the way for once. This. This was almost as much fun as a challenging heist. This touching was. If she could spend every day taking rare treasures and every night playing like this she would likely think that she had died and gone to heaven. Of course that was ridiculous because heaven didn't want one like her.
Though it seemed like it might be denied her even on Earth. Why wasn't he doing anything? Her eyes opened again and she glanced in Blood's direction. "Somethin wrong?" She asked trying to keep the slight irritation out of her voice. Things were starting to get good and he was hesitating. Joy of joys. She had figured that a young stallion would have a lot more in him than that.
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 7:14 pm
"No nothing is wrong. Everything is perfect for once. However you deserve more than this m'dear." He smiled whispering in her ear giving it a small and playful nibble before working his way down to her neck once more, this time on the other side. "I am going to need to go back soon, to a place that, not many people know about. However if you tell me you want to see me again. I will bend the rules. Just for you." He talked in-between kiss's. It was true, he was breaking every rule in the book with his plot to get this female to his home. He had a scene however, he was sure she would appreciate the effort. Oh his hot-spring, his silk, his treasure, his home. He would make everything perfect for her, that would appeal to a women a lot more than a quick tumble in the bushes. Especially for one he seemed to care so much about. Even thought the idea was very tempting.
She was a princess and she deserved nothing less. "It pains me to say however, it might be a few days before I can... 'sneak' you in." He stated, god only if she knew what he meant by that. He was a man who was forced to work with shadows. Even with those who is did care about. He smiled as he rubbed his nose under her chin moving it up to meet her nose. "I see why the hat wanted to eat you now." He smiled. Feeling a little more comfortable now he realised she was indeed flirting back. However that did not help him much, he was shaking from pure nerves. His heart was in his throat. His coat was the same colour as a tomato. His skin was so warm it made the sun look cold and more than anything he could not seem to get control of his damn drooling! Man women did strange things to you, strange but wonderful things.
He smiled looking down into her eyes with his, for once his eyes showed some kind of glimmer, I guess you could call it love, or happiness. They both looked the same after all. It had never happened before. That this god like figure had given into human emotions, he was always trained, to be deceptive, to be cold, to be calculated. He was all those things. A perfect mafia boss like his father wanted him to be. However for the first time in his life Blood felt like he was more. He realised why he cares so much for this stranger. It was not because she was attractive, it was not because she was seductive, it was because for the first time in his life Blood felt human. There were no hidden meanings, no influence, no strings attached. No deal to be made. Just simple and uncontrollable passion in his heart. This was for no advantage, other than to make himself happy. It was a special thing.
He loved her.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 9:29 am
Carmine hummed happily once the treatment started up again. Her ear twitched slightly as his teeth grazed it momentarily. Her head moved the other way when he started on the other side and all the while she listened to him speaking. The man loved to talk. That was certain. A part of her wanted to cuff him over the head with a wing and tell him to shut up for a bit. The greater part of her, however, was thinking something along the lines of ka-ching.
In her mind victory was her's. At least for a moment it was. She'd get a fun night and an easy pass in to get all the treasure she could carry. What could be better than that? Just as she was beginning her internal celebration, however, it all got torn away.
Her brain stopped working for a second.
A few days? What the hell was she supposed to do for a few days? Sit around at some cruddy old pond waiting for him to sneak her in? She had to force the frown that was forming off her face. A long wait for a free pass was better than no way at all. She just had to keep telling herself that.
As their noses met she took the reigns for a moment and pushed forward slightly. "My turn now~" She purred locking eyes with his for a second before stepping back a little ways. Unfurling her wings she circled him tracing a line from his neck, around his sides and around to the other side where she brushed the feathers over his jaw. She let the dark appendages settle back at her sides while she simultaneously stepped forward and licked a tiny trail along his jaw and up to his ear where she stopped, neck arched. "Do I really have t'wait so long to see your secret place?" She asked softly right by his ear.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 8:39 am
"Well my dear, if anyone could go to it when ever they wanted, it would not be a very well kept secrete. You will be there before you know it. It is worth it, I can promise you that." He smiled, why was she making this so hard. Granted he was not making it any easier to she was becoming harder and harder to say no to. He clenched this jaw shut, the pressure on his teeth used to distract him, or make him more sturdy. He must get this done quickly. Any longer he would go insane. However he could not bring himself to leave her. He wanted to spend more time with her. He just had to keep telling himself, when she was with him, in his special place. Then she could stay there forever, however for now he had to get back. Before they sent out a search party.
"I promise you my princess. Wait for me, I shall get things done as fast as I can Carmine. I promise you. I am a man of my word if nothing else." He smiled at her. Lowered his head slightly, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breathe, taking in her sweet sweet fragrance, it was addictive, it smelled like roses and wine to him. Why was she so perfect? why did she make his heart sings songs that he never knew could be put into words? Carmine, his Carmine. She was everything he ever wanted, he knew that for sure. Now he finally had his Carmine, he was so complete. The mafia king had a Queen and everything was right in the world. Blood smiled. Maybe she thought he would not come back? he would never stand up the princess. Never. He just hoped she knew how he felt for her. That alone would be enough for her to know that he would never leave her.
"Time is short. I must be off." He spoke in a gentle tone, a element of sadness to his voice. He did not want to go. However he felt like if he did not know it would be impossible for him to do so later. After all of his self control had escaped him. He leaned back, looking into her wonderful pale eyes. Closing his and leaning forwards, nuzzling the side of her nose in a goodbye kiss. The moon light shining down on them, a moment he would always keep precious to him. Waiting for her to react.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:35 am
Carmine sighed a little. She had been afraid that he would say something like that. Damn it all to hell. She didn't want to get stuck waiting around for him but it didn't seem she had a choice. Sure she could up and leave but then she'd never get any of the rare treasures he was probably keeping safe wherever it was he kept them.
Really, she had no choice. He took in a deep breath and she knew she was screwed. Doomed to wait like a hopeless puppy for it's master to return and let her into the house. She kind of wanted to kill him for putting her in a position like this but instead she closed her eyes and mimicked him. She took in a deep breath that rattled a little in her throat. Maybe it seemed like she was upset. Really she was just trying to keep up her appearance of just a regular girl. She imagined getting angry and slapping him for not taking her home would lead to unfortunate questions after all.
She opened her eyes when he spoke again and met his gaze for a brief moment before he leaned in to rub against her. She was still for a bit before returning the gesture. "Just...hurry okay? I dunno how long I can wait..." It was complete truth. She wasn't exactly the most patient person in the world and when she wanted something it was worse. Plus there was the little problem that he'd just gotten her excited over nothing and was now ditching her. After that she wasn't sure she'd be able to wait around for more that a couple days before getting fed up.
"You'll know where t'find me..." She just hoped he got the hint that she wasn't going anywhere.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 9:52 am
Blood smiled, it seemed like the lady was as eager for them to be together as he was, well that's the way he read it at least. On how out prince was so lost in love that he did not even question how strange a situation this was. This women could have been a mass murderer, or a spy from a opposing clan yet he would not care. "I shall make haste my sweat heart." He smiled, Turning away from her, missing her beautiful face already. Taking one step after another before he could be seen no more, every step feeling like he was dying a little more. Having to stop himself from just running back. He was sure she would be there, after all she loved him. She loved him just as much as he loved her! The only way he could leave her was with him thinking of all the wonderful moments they had to come.
When they got married, when they had children, they would grow old together and Blood would be the happiest man in the world. She would be a wonderful queen a simply wonderful queen! Any children that came from her would automatically look like angels simply because she was one herself. How he was walking on clouds. This morning he was a strong and respectable leader, now he was a giggling school girl. Such a change that not even Blood would believe it if it was not happening to him. In a way he still did not. To him he was the powerful and gentleman like creature he had always been, he was acting no differently to what he usually did right?
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