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Post by Ro on Oct 16, 2009 16:47:53 GMT -6
Her mouth open to spew some rather poisonous insults before she closed it thoughtfully. Had she refused him? No, she'd said he'd merely missed his chance; she'd also said that if he could get her into the right mood again, she would be more then willing. For someone who had the memory of an elephant, he sure did forget alot of things.
"I didn't say I wouldn't exactly," she said slowly, trying to gauge his reaction to her words. "I just said that you'd missed your chance. I was more then willing the last time you had me naked, but you stopped in the middle and said that you wouldn't because it woud 'hurt me'."
Her cheeks darkened at the memory, remembering that he had gotten some pretty interesting reactions out of her before stopping. When was the last time she'd even really enjoyed foreplay?
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 16, 2009 16:58:49 GMT -6
Morpheus shrugged, watching her reactions with patience, the way one would watch a small child do something. He remained seated, one leg crossed over the other with his ankle resting on his knee as he leaned forward, resting his elbows down, watching her with well hidden amusement in his dark eyes.
"And I spoke the truth. You could not feel it, but as I have said before, you would have regretted it afterwards and thus, causing harm to you would in essence be causing harm to me. That I cannot do. However, if you tell me that yes, you would be willing and you would not regret it, then I could do it," he said, patiently, explaining it to her so as not to upset her.
"It is a matter of principle. You have yours and I have mine," he said.
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Post by Ro on Oct 16, 2009 17:08:06 GMT -6
So he was going to treat like she was fragile and prone to breaking because of his. Okay, fine, but that didn't mean she appreciated it anymore then he had been pleased to walk in and find her in the arms of another; he may have been jealous, but she was hurt that he thought she wouldn't be able to handle herself if they were to go at it. And that made her mad all over again.
"So you think you can decide for me? What if I had said yes that time anyway? Would you still have gone through with it, or would you still have pulled away?" Ro sucked in a breath to continue as she leveled a glare at him, blue eyes spitting poison at him. "You got mad because I was sleeping with someone else, but you were the one who turned me away. If you were going to get so jealous over me and other men, then you should have slept with me when you had the chance. I AM a whore after all," she finished bitterly, throwing his words from before back at him.
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 16, 2009 17:19:00 GMT -6
Morpheus shook his head, watching her with cool eyes. "I said no such thing about deciding for you, Ro," he said before he stood up, stretching. It would do no good to argue with her now, seeing as she was still upset and getting mad over nothing. Calling her out on it seemed to be a bad idea, so he merely pulled out a chair for her to sit on.
Knowing she wasn't going to sit there by herself, he sighed and moved over to her, picking her up in a fast motion before setting her in the chair, pulling up his own chair so he sat facing her, his arms bracing her and sort of trapping her in the chair so they could talk.
"I was upset because I do care for you, Ro," he said softly as he smoothed hair away from her face. "It was not wise of me nor were my actions anything but foolish, and I have already asked your forgiveness twice, which you have not given. I know you are mad at me, and I understand, so I will do what it takes to have you not upset with me once more," he said, watching her carefully.
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Post by Ro on Oct 16, 2009 17:25:27 GMT -6
She pursed her lips at him petulently, as if saying that he still had to forgive her before she forgave him; she knew that his own apologies before had been sarcastic, despite the fact that he now seemed to mean them now. "You do a terrible job of taking care of me," she pointed out instead, refusing to meet his eyes after a moment. "You say you'll never hurt me, but you end up doing it anyways. What's funny is I let you, which is stupid. I've never let anyone else hurt me the way you've been doing before."
It was her own way of saying she forgave him, since that seemed to be waht he wanted, but that didn't mean she couldn't embelish it with her own point of view. And she was still rather miffed that he'd called her a whore; it would take a long time for him to make that one up to her.
"Don't jump to conclusions with me, and i'll try not to with you."
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 16, 2009 17:30:47 GMT -6
Morpheus sighed and leaned forward, brushing his lips against her forehead as he smoothed her hair back before working his way down and leaving a gentle kiss on her lips before drawing back, his thumbs stroking her cheeks as he watched her with steady dark eyes.
"There is a simple answer to the not so simple problems," he murmured as he kissed her forehead again, keeping his actions smooth and managing to not upset her. He trailed his lips down her face, leaving small kisses here and there before pressing a firm kiss to her lips. "Love," he said quietly before he kissed her again.
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Post by Ro on Oct 16, 2009 17:36:47 GMT -6
At first the word surprised her and all she could do was blink as he kissed her, wanting desperately to fall into it and forget the rest of the world. Unfortunately, despite his words, things were never that simple: Ro was more afraid of love then anything else in her life. And that included drowning.
Panic stricken, she pulled away so that she could look at him as if to make sure he wasn't going to bleed her dry like a vampire. Her mind grasped at straws so that she didn't start up another new argument and the only thing she could find was this. "But I'm your master," she whispered, unable to really comprehend what she was saying. "It's against the rules."
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 16, 2009 17:40:37 GMT -6
Morpheus gave her a small smile and shook his head, sitting back and making a mental note to never speak of it again, no matter how much it would hurt him, he'd get over it. Eventually.
The djinn arched an eyebrow, his carefree persona falling back into place now. "I suppose it is, but haven't we always been breaking every rule we could?" he asked as he tilted his head to the side and gave her a rather rakish grin, one that would fluster any other woman in the world.
"Now, choose which rule you wish to break next or I can leave your presence until you require me again," he said with a casual shrug.
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Post by Ro on Oct 18, 2009 14:39:38 GMT -6
Despite the dark flush coloring her cheeks, Ro felt she had said something wrong again; no matter how much she tried to be good and play nice, she always managed to open her mouth and insert her foot. It was like an incurable disease. So, to make up for her blatant disregard for his feeling, she clasped his face in her hands and kissed his brow tenderly like a lover. Her eyes were dark with sorrow and resignation.
"I would do anything to make you happy," she said with a wry smile. "Except that you won't tell me what it is and you won't ask for anything. Rules or not, love is terrifying and even if you promised never to hurt me, I would still be scared. It's just how I am."
It was a roundabout way of answering his feelings with her own, but not a confession in itself. All it meant was that she trusted him not to abuse her heart like it had been all her life; it was also an invitation to ask what he needed to ask. Morpheus didn't have to put up a front everytime she hurt him.
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 18, 2009 14:47:51 GMT -6
The ancient djinn chuckled, shaking his head as he watched her. "Do not offer something until you know the complete terms. It is never wise to do such a thing, especially with djinn," he said, his eyes glowing red as he tamped down on his normal personality.
"Everyone is terrified of love, which leads to the question of why so many bards sing about it and glorify it. Actually, the line between love and hate is extremely thin, as well as the surrounding testaments of it," he mused, chuckling with a smirk on his face. "But then again, I doubt you care very much for any of it in your line of work, do you?"
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Post by Ro on Oct 18, 2009 14:53:40 GMT -6
The tenderness was gone as if blown away by a cold wind as she glared at him now. "I hope for your sake that you're talking about my other two areas of expertise and not about before," she said with a sickly sweet smile; she'd been lining up some punishments since becoming his master for a long while, and if he called her a whore again...Well, he wouldn't struting around on two legs anymore. "Because I never say anything without being completely serious about my intentions."
It was tempting to just say the words anyway, regardless of his true meaning. She may not want to abuse her power over him, but if he pissed her off...
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 18, 2009 15:01:21 GMT -6
The djinn arched an eyebrow as he leveled a look at her that told her in no uncertain terms that while he may not harm her directly, he could easily play pranks and twist her words around to suit him. "I would not make that mistake again," he said in a tone that was almost tempting her to do whatever she had in mind.
Of course, he could always be tempermental and speak directly into her mind. His last master had been driven quite insane by that since it was several different voices. The wizard had quite literally run into a group of orcs. Morpheus had heard that wizards were quite delicious...
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Post by Ro on Oct 18, 2009 15:28:54 GMT -6
"Good. Guess that means I don't have to turn you into a kitten," she grinned. For as human as she obviously, it almost looked like she fangs instead of teeth. While this wasn't true, the point was gotten across and she didn't have to bite his head off this time. She released his face and stood, stretching despite the close proximity of their chairs; it would serve him right if he was uncomfortable. "Just so you know, I'm not proud of what I do," she said, indicating their conversation from before. "But you have to learn to survive somehow, and that was easiest when I was just starting out as a thief."
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 18, 2009 15:38:02 GMT -6
Morph chuckled, shaking his head. There were so many ways he could have twisted that statement around, had she uttered it into a command. "Every being must learn to survive. Those that don't die, the strong cannot always afford to carry the weak, like animals do," he said with a shrug, hardly bothered by the close proximity.
He grinned like the Cheshire Cat in response to her, running a hand through his hair as he slouched down, becoming more comfortable. "I would hate to have to maul your possessions in response," he said, indicating her earlier desire. "And cats are very much nocturnal."
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Post by Ro on Oct 19, 2009 11:46:56 GMT -6
"You touch my cloak, and I'll surgically remove any chance you might have had at reproduction. And don't give me that'djinn don't have any true gender' bull, because you're male right now," she said with a meaningfuly glance at his crotch. The end of her cloak was clutched protectively in her hands as if that would protect the tattered and frayed fabric from harm. Even if it didn't, it was a valiant effort, because he would have had to litterally wrestle it from her cold, dead fingers.
And the fact that he couldn't kill her while they were still under contract just the thought all the sweeter.
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 19, 2009 11:51:25 GMT -6
The djinn tilted his head to the side, almost thoughtfully. "I may actually have children already. Who knows, maybe there are some half-breed djinn children running around right now," he said with a laugh as he reclined back, floating off the chair so he was more splayed.
"And you would indeed miss it, if you could keep the red off your cheeks long enough to actually attempt to castrate this form," he said. "But djinn technically have no gender. Would it make you feel better if appeared as genderless?" he asked, teasing her.
He reached a hand up to push some hair away from his eyes, as he fixed her with a heated stare, knowing that she would squirm and blush.
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Post by Ro on Oct 19, 2009 12:10:56 GMT -6
And you would think that someone who had sex as much as she did would be use to that kind of stare, but when ever Morpheus looked at her like that it always set her blood on fire. Her heart pounded, her legs shook, and she always wanted to shy away lest he do something and she actually respond. The last time he had gone further then their usual 'master/slave' game, she'd been very willing to go further; thank go he'd had the common sense to stop.
Morpheus was right, despite how much she wanted to disagree: she would have regretted it.
And indeed Ro did blush and look away, unable to look him in the eye while he was staring at her like that. "Hey, could you please not do that while we're trying to talk?" she asked, voice low as she licked her lips. "It's kind of unnerving."
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 19, 2009 12:26:31 GMT -6
Of course, the moment she looked away, he was right behind her, his voice ghosting into her ear while his lips barely brushed the shell of it. "Does it really bother you that much?" he teased, his voice low enough that she could easily tell he knew what was going through her mind.
The moment he was finished speaking, he was back in the chair, his hands clasped behind his head and his eyes closed as he pretended like nothing had happened. To the casual watcher, it was as if the djinn never moved, and in a sense he hadn't, he'd merely projected himself across to seem as if he were standing behind her.
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Post by Ro on Oct 19, 2009 16:49:29 GMT -6
She shivered a spile second before she slapped his thigh."Yes," she snapped without conviction. "So please don't do it." Damn him, he knew exactly what buttons to push and just how to push them. He was just like a little kid. "Are you done playing 'Mess With the Human'? Because I would very much appreciate it if you were."
It was a threat, and one he would do well to listen to; she had basically threatened to turn him into a kitten after all. And with as cute as she'd found him the last time he'd taken on that form, it wasn't an idle threat.
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Post by Morpheus on Oct 19, 2009 17:29:42 GMT -6
Morpheus merely grinned in response, almost like the cat that ate the canary. He had a new toy and fully intended to use it until it broke. The djinn had never claimed to be mature at all, instead focusing on what he enjoyed doing.
Running a hand through his hair, he relaxed again, watching her with veiled eyes that would make her squirm again. It was always the little things he did that got under her skin, she seemed to ignore the bigger things that he did. Well, unless he showed up naked and wet again, and the look on his face showed he was thinking just that.
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