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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 3, 2009 21:55:32 GMT -6
The high priestess was currently relaxing in her chambers, well away from the rest of the drow world. It was after curfew for the others, except those on duty, no one would be roaming the halls unless they had specific business or had been summoned somewhere by a high ranking priestess or priest.
Her normally bound hair was free flowing for once, providing a curtain as she moved about, lighting a few candles and letting the incense move about the room. She was preparing to meditate before bed, so she had long since removed the weapons she carried, leaving her in the bits of cloth that clothed her.
A thin band of cloth was tied around her chest in a single layer, knotted at her back and she wore a simple skirt, tied around her waist in a know at her left hip. She was not going out, and if she did, it did not matter at all what she wore, everyone knew who she was and her station.
She moved a lock of hair off her shoulders before settling down, her back to the door. There was only one person who would ever come to her chambers after curfew, unannounced and unquestioned, but the Black Maji was asleep in his own chambers, or so she thought at the moment.
The so-called relationship she had with him was as simple as they used each other for carnal desires, mainly sex and occasionally she trained him, as she had done before giving his ideas to Lloth who had in turn approved them. It was a different situation now, with the drow on high alert and hardly bothering with the petty internal squabbles, instead preparing for the war and to follow Amaji's leadership.
Following a male was something that the Matron mothers did not take well until Azazealyn stepped in with Lloth's power and told them that this was the way it would be. If Lloth wanted the male to lead, then so be it. They may not have been happy, but it was Lloth's will that he would lead. Her position had become second to his, possibly even third after Talex but she did not mind. It took a lot of the burden off her shoulders and allowed her time to relax, as she was doing now.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 3, 2009 22:24:03 GMT -6
The door to Azazealyn’s room opened ever so slightly. Amaji had decided to pay the high priestess a visit. He felt not at all strange for visiting the drow at this hour. He had often in the past came to her room for a night visit. She seemed to never protest his presence.
The Black Maji looked around, spotting Azazealyn after a moment. He slipped into the bedroom, closing the door behind him as he leaned against it. He was wearing a cloak that draped over most of his body, covering him up quite well. Upon his legs were black pants and upon his feet were black boots. His weapons were still on his hips, but this was normal. The half breed was constantly walking around with is blades at his sides.
“Azazealyn,” Amaji said softly, a smile spreading out across his lips as he observed her. He knew that she had heard him come in, and he knew that she instantly had figured out who it was.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 3, 2009 22:31:08 GMT -6
She didn't move, she knew he was there. She was in the middle of finishing the meditation, he could wait. If he wanted her attention so badly, he could get it, she mused as she let her breathing resume it's normal pattern.
Once she finished, she opened her eyes and let her body come back to itself, taking her time in doing what she wanted to do rather than paying attention to the halfbreed. It was nothing personal, it was just that she was finishing her exercises and did not drop everything and had no plans to begin as such.
When she finally turned to regard him over one shoulder, she arched a delicate eyebrow. "Yes, Amaji?" she asked.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 3, 2009 22:43:07 GMT -6
Amaji sent her a smile and a shake of his head. “I thought you would want to see me,” he said with a slight laugh. He walked forward, running his fingers through her hair before moving passed her and sitting down on her bed. “Doing a bit of meditation, I see. It is always good for the soul.”
The Black Maji gave a slight laugh before looking around. He was feeling a bit happier lately. The power of his position was upon his shoulders and he did not mind at all. He felt as though he was finally getting recognized for his true power for once.
“You should come over here.”
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 3, 2009 22:54:12 GMT -6
"Should does not mean will," she said nonchalantly as she rose from her spot and moved about her room on barefeet, extinguishing most of the candles and the incense as she was wont to do before doing anything else. Now that he had his position of power and respect, he had changed indeed. It seemed to her that perhaps he was a bit more demanding of late and seemed to often forget where he was.
But then again, it did not mean that such things could be helped, she supposed, deciding that if he really wanted her over there, he would make her come over, one way or another.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 3, 2009 23:07:11 GMT -6
The wizard gave a laugh. “You know you want to be beside me, do not lie to yourself. We go through the same routine over and over again to a point where it seems like it will never end.” Amaji smiled a bit. He reached out, taking Azazealyn’s hand and pulling her to him. He gave a laugh as he leaned up and kissed her lips forcefully.
“Do you wish to deny me this?” he asked her, his eyes flashing up to hers. He smiled a bit, unable to help himself. “I would hope not.”
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 3, 2009 23:11:10 GMT -6
"Even if I did there was not much you could do about it," she said as she arched an eyebrow and regarded him cooly, as if from a lofty position. Here they were on equal footing whenever they did this dance, neither one being gentle with the other.
Her free hand slipped through his hair before she took control of the kiss in a dominating fashion for the time being. She was rough, like they always were with each other, nipping at his lips as her hand tangled in his hair and moved his head to give her better access to his lips.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 3, 2009 23:23:39 GMT -6
Amaji allowed Azazealyn to do as she pleased. He enjoyed this display of dominance she was showing him. Truly, he always enjoyed being dominated especially by this particular drow priestess. His new found position had not stopped the desires he had for the drow.
The Black Maji’s hand slipped through her hair, taking hold of it roughly at first before moving down to her back. His nails slipped down her skin before falling to the cloth that was tied around her. His fingers made quick work of the cloth, pulling it off in a quick gesture.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 3, 2009 23:29:28 GMT -6
Azazealyn moved against him, her hands making quick work of his cloak, letting it drop away before she traced fingers down his torso, ignoring the bandages this time. She pushed against him, forcing him back against the bed as she let his hands wander her body, not particularly caring at the moment.
She was on top of him and her hands made quick work of his weapons at his sides, taking care to place them on the floor gently. After all, they both knew the value of weapons in the world, so it would not do to treat them harshly even if they were to be anything but gentle with each other.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 3, 2009 23:40:56 GMT -6
The mixed elf pressed upward against the drow, kissing her lips fiercely. He nipped at her lips, letting his hands move down along her body as he made quick work with the other pieces of cloth.
He would allow Azazealyn to do as she wanted. He had no problem with how they were positioned on her bed at the moment. He was rather content with laying there with her pinning him to the bed. It seemed to only excite him more with her taking control. Amaji’s nails slide down her sides, leaving scratches in their wake.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 3, 2009 23:44:36 GMT -6
Azazealyn grinned, tossing her hair off her shoulder so that it lay down her back before quickly removing the Black Magi's pants. They were no strangers to just getting down to the sex, which was exactly why he had come to her (or so she assumed).
She moved back on top of him, quickly taking control again before leaning down and nipping at his lips, taking and pinning his hands down so that she was completely in charge. Of course he could always fight against her and take control if he wanted, but it was a game they both played and Azazealyn knew that he liked it when she was in charge.
She began rocking her hips against his, slipping him inside her before picking up the pace, rough and fast.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 3, 2009 23:52:08 GMT -6
A moan crept from Amaji’s through and out of his mouth. He pushed himself up against the drow a bit more, his nails trailing down her sides once more and to her waist. They dug into her skin there, pulling her in close to him once more. His nails continued to move down over her legs a bit, scratching her as they went.
This was the type of contact that Amaji had craved while he was up on the surface. He did not understand why he had spent so much time up there and not down in the drow city. It seemed like no other woman could provide such intensity that Azazealyn did.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 4, 2009 0:00:46 GMT -6
Azazealyn answered with her own moan, moving against him harder and faster, her nails scratching down his chest and over the bandages until she grabbed his arms and pinned his hands to the bed, making it so he could only watch her move and not touch her as well.
The high priestess knew what he wanted but was going to deny it for as long as possible, she knew how to drive him crazy with perfect expertise, she thought as she ground her hips into his and paused for a breath, making him wait until he asked her to move again.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 4, 2009 0:09:26 GMT -6
Amaji moaned, eyes carefully watching Azazealyn. He knew what she was doing. She was playing his body with such ease. She knew exactly what he wanted, but she made sure he knew that she was in control of his situation and she still had power to do as she wanted.
“Come on, Azazealyn. Do not tease me.” The wizard smiled a bit before thrusting up against the drow to catch her off guard.
[To the after-sex!]
Amaji laid beside Azazealyn, letting out a slow content breath. He glanced over at her, not wanting to move. He felt as though now would be a nice time to just sit back and relax.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 4, 2009 0:16:47 GMT -6
Azazealyn lay on her stomach on the bed next to the wizard, relaxing for the time being and checking the scratches he had left to make sure they were not too bad. It had happened before, when they got carried away, they had left rather harsh and severe scratches on the other that required healing.
She sighed and stretched, barely brushing against him as she moved, but aware of his presence in the way that one is with a familiar 'lover' although that is hardly the term she would have used to describe them and their encounters. No, it was more of a bed partner, she mused.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 4, 2009 0:24:50 GMT -6
Amaji sat in the silence for a long moment, enjoying the sudden calmness that had fallen over them. They could lay like this for a while, and he would have no problem with it at all. He did not mind laying beside the drow. They were not lovers, no not in the least. He enjoyed her presence. It did calm him down even after the moments they had just shared.
“I suppose next time it is my turn to lead,” Amaji said with a light tone to his voice. He gave a laugh, running a hand through his hair.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 4, 2009 9:52:49 GMT -6
Azazealyn shrugged, turning over on her side to regard him, propping her head up on one hand. "Of course, you will be doing a lot of leading in the coming times," she said as she watched him with a neutral stance.
"It seems that you will be able to get whomever you want to bed, regardless of stature in the society," she said with an amused smile. "It has already begun of course, I have several priestesses who have asked me if they could sleep with you, it seems that you have become quite the revered leader in a short amount of time."
The high priestess pushed her hair off her shoulders as she watched his reactions, knowing that this is what he had wanted for a long time, and now that he was getting it, how would things change for him.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 4, 2009 11:25:32 GMT -6
Amaji gave a laugh as he looked to Azazealyn. “I am glad that I am now suddenly so desirable,” he said, shaking his head slightly. He ran a hand through his hair, giving another laugh. “Asking permission to sleep with me from you.”
The mixed elf gave another laugh, highly amused be this news. He truly had never thought women would be going after him, well, ever really. To ask Azazealyn if they could sleep with him only caused him to laugh more.
“As delightful as all of that sounds, I don’t think I could sleep with all of them. Even though, it is rather tempting.”
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 4, 2009 11:31:34 GMT -6
Azazealyn shrugged, hardly bothered by the news or his reaction. "My only suggestion would be to sleep with the ones that would cement a powerbase for you," she said as she sat up and began combing her fingers through her hair. It did not bother her to be undressed and in front of him when they were not having sex, she had long ago adjusted to using her body when she had to.
"Pick the ones with the most favor and the strongest power, that way you will have unlimited access to their resources," she said as she gave him her back, staring at the wall in front of her as she thought.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 4, 2009 11:41:30 GMT -6
The mixed elf let out a sigh, shaking his head slightly. He felt as though he would become one of the women of the surface who slept with powerful men to get money and other resources. Truly, if the woman did not appeal to him, Amaji would not sleep with her. He already knew that with the drow, he would be particular despite their power.
“I could do that,” he commented. “But I am unsure if I will or not. I will think about it, Azazealyn. Just for you.” He gave another laugh, shaking his head oncemore.
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