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Post by dom on Oct 13, 2009 16:44:32 GMT -6
Status: Private
Location: Succubus Court
Only a few hours until Court came into secession. Her light blue eyes stared down at the male form before her, laid out on her bed like a gift. A gift of course that was only made for her. Moving forward she placed a knee on the bed before she leaned over. As she leaned over, her long black silk robe fell open in the front, revealing her black corset. Her breath touched his cheek but he never stirred. Having placed him in a deep sleep for her enjoyment. Her hand reached out and trailed across his cheek, letting the feel of his warm skin burn against her own. So pretty for a male was her first thought. With a grin on her face she was about to slip into his dreams when a knock sounded at her door. Stopping herself in mid motion she turned her eyes toward the source of the sound. Pushing herself away from the bed and her little pet she walked over, pulling her rob close only slightly. Dominique never one to care what others saw her in pulled the door open wide. Her eyes stared at the servant before her. "Yes?" she asked the young girl.
The young woman looked down at the ground as she spoke to Dominique. "The court as begone My Lady" with a sigh she shut the door on the girl with a loud bang. Her play time was going to be put to an end till after court. Turning back to the human man she walked past the bed and started to get ready for court. Pulling open her closet door she started at all the dark clothing she had. Since she only wore black or gray her clothing line wasn't that colorful. After all the color worked wonders with her dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes. In the end she picked out a short gown, which dipped low to reveal her breasts. Placing the gown on the bed she turned at the sound of another knock, a few seconds later in walked her maid, Kelly. Letting the rob fall off her shoulders in a wave of silk she stood there as Kelly tightened the corset she was already wearing. Feeling her stomach, which in her opinion was already flat enough, get pulled back tighter caused her to wince. "Sorry My Lady" the young girls voice said from behind her. Brushing it off like it was nothing she waited until they moved on.
Her gown was next and then her stockings. Soon she was finished except for her shoes, which were nothing more then high heels. After she was ready she waved Kelly off and turned back to her meal. Walking over to his sleeping form she touched the side of his cheek. Standing up she wiggled her body in effort to get her wings settled a little better on her back. Wearing this corset that was made to go around her wings annoyed her most of the time. But of course if it made her look good she didn't mind going through the trouble. With a sigh and a flick of her tail she turned on her heel and walked out of her room, heading toward the main ballroom were court was going to be held. She wondered what wonders what she would find today.. |
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Post by octavian on Oct 13, 2009 20:51:42 GMT -6
Octavian sat on a cushioned seat in the throne room of Lucien. Where the King was had been lost upon Octavian, and he really didn't care. While it wasn't that Octavian didn't get along with his King, he did, he just never worried about his "superior," as much as he hated to admit he had one.
He wore nothing but a pair of black leather trousers that buttoned just below the knee, over his animalistic calves. He sat back in his chair, one hand propping up his head as he looked almost boredly as a young succubus, pretty as she was, told him that court was to be a social in the ballroom. Octavian sighed a bit, for it had been a while since he fed, and followed the pretty and dark succubus into the ballroom. As he entered the first creature he saw happened to be a blonde minx that he knew was named Dominique.
Much about her, he did not know, but he was familiar with her, and he was certain they had met once or twice. As he was in the court of the King, and she the Queen, they were bound to meet up regularly. She was just young, and newer to the courts than he, otherwise they might have known each other better.
Since the other succubi bored him further, he approached Dominique, and with a coy smile, "Enjoying yourself, milady? I do hope you remember me, I'm Octavian, one of the king's gentlemen." He gave her a wink, "I suppose some would call me gentle. And you are Dominique, correct? An adviser and maid of Queen Fixatia? She does know how to pick the most beautiful of the bunch, doesn't she?"
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Post by dom on Oct 15, 2009 14:24:30 GMT -6
At the sound of anothers voice, Dom turned toward it. Her eyes meeting that of a male. Octavian? lightly she tapped her finger on her lips as she tired to place the name with the face. Coming up with no name nor face she sighed. When one such as herself was asked to remember something it wasn't a good thing. Since she had sucha horrible memory to begin with. "Octavian you say?" she asked him with one of her sweet smiles. Her body stiffened when he called her a maid, she wasn't a maid to her queen. She was the damn adviser, she was NOT a maid. Her fingers clenched at the thought of being called a maid once more. Having to clam down her temper she smiled once more at him.
"I am not a maid" came her low growl. With that sweet smile on her face she looked like a little angel. But of course if one were to look closely they would be able to see her eyes snapping at him. "It is nice to meet you again Octavian, what brings you to court?" Crossing her arms lightly over her chest she waited for his answer. Court was boring...why would anyone want to come here.
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Post by octavian on Oct 16, 2009 12:40:27 GMT -6
Octavian took a step away from Dominique, a look of distaste on his features in reaction to her growl, "Silly creature, I did not call you a maid in the sense of some one who cleans. I called you a maid as in a maiden, as in a noble companion of Queen Fix."
He half circled her as if a ravenous predator. It was would be safe to say he was, though the look on his face was certainly not hunger. She was annoyed with him, he didn't have to live thirteen thousand years to see that. She was coy, arrogant, even though she pretended not to be. He answered coolly, not bothering to pretend his mood, "I consider myself of a noble breed within the confines of the incubus species. As I said before, I am a gentleman of the court of Lucien, it is my duty and privilege to be in his presence. Many incubi would kill to be in my position and rank. I am friend, confidant, and master of my craft. I am here because I am ranked for it, and because I am worthy of it."
He took a sharp breath, "But you are relatively new to court, when you are here as long as I have been, you may catch on. Just remember your fate always rests with the king or in your case, the queen. I haven't lived this long in the court because I have been stupid or made many enemies. Just a bit of advice to you, miss advisor."
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