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[Ayvajin]

“It is alright,” Ayvajin said softly with a smile as she cuddled against the incubus. “I love you, too. I know you have your own work to do.” Her hand gently stroked up and down his stomach and chest as she laid there. The necromancer absolutely loved being up against the incubus. He made her completely happy and protected.

“When I wake, I will get up and make us something to eat. I will take care of you even if you do not need the nourishment of the food to keep yourself going,” she told him. “I want to feel useful for once.”

The necromancer chewed her bottom lip a bit. She wished that she could feed his hunger. She knew that he did not want to feed off of her, but deep down, she wanted him to. She wanted to be able to give him what he hungered.

[Lucien]

"Alright," he said smiling at her as he kissed her forehead. He smiled at her, his fingers trailing over her cheek as he looked at her, his dark eyes full of love for the necromancer. He leaned forward slowly, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss before his arms tightened around her and he kissed her fully, moving so she was cradled below him and against his body.

He smiled at her when he finally drew away, his hand stroking her cheek as he looked down at her tenderly. "Marry me, Ayvajin," he said softly. "Marry me and be my queen."

[Ayvajin]

Ayvajin’s eyes lit up, and she seemed to become speechless from Lucien’s words. She had not expected the proposal at that very moment. It had taken her off guard, and now she was struggling to recover herself to even respond. Oh, how she really loved the incubus. Oh, how happy had had just made her.

“Yes,” the necromancer said softly, nodding her head with a smile. Her hand came up and pressed against Lucien’s cheek as she watched him. “You do not even have to ask.” She gave a slight laugh, so very happy with his words. He really did not know how happy that really made her.

[Lucien]

Lucien grinned, dropping his head to kiss her passionately as he held her close to him, quite happy with the way things were turning out. When he lifted his head, he placed a gentler kiss on her lips before moving to the side and cradling her against him.

He was happy as well, he had never loved anyone as much as he loved her. He wanted to grant her any and all wishes that he could, and if not, he would find a way to make them come true. Brushing his hands down her side in a light touch, he lay a kiss on her forehead. "You need to rest now, my little necromancer," he said with a smile. "I will be here when you wake up."

[Ayvajin]

“Alright,” Ayvajin said softly with a smile as she relaxed into his hold. “I will sleep, and if I wake up without you here I am going to feel betrayed.” She gave a slight laugh to allow him to know that she was kidding. If he had to leave, she would not be angry with him. He was the king of the incubi as it would be.

“I love you so much, Lucien,” she told him gently before closing her eyes and cuddling into his side. She pulled the cover up a bit closer to her before finally drifting into a restful sleep.

[Lucien]

Lucien smiled as she drifted to sleep, cradling her close to his body as he too, drifted into a sort of 'rest'. He was awake before she stirred, sensing her come out of the dream state. He blinked a few times, clearing the sleep from his mind as he cradled her to him, kissing her forehead gently as his hands traced down her sides in more of a comforting gesture than anything sexual.

He kissed her temple lightly as he waited for her to finally stir, he looked at the fireplace and saw that the fire had died down. Extending a hand, he used a bit of magic to turn it back up so the place was warm for her when she woke up.

[Ayvajin]

Ayvajin stirred, slowly realizing where she was and who she was up against. She stretched out her arms as a yawn came to her lips. Her eyes slowly opened, and she looked up at the incubus. She smiled as she leaned up and kissed his lips gently.

“Good morning, you,” she said to Lucien. She took hold of her braid and slowly started to undo it as she looked up to her lover. “How are you feeling, dearest Lucien?”

The necromancer felt rather content at the moment, laying beside the man she loved. She loved this feeling. She wanted to stay here like this forever with him.

[Lucien]

"I'm doing as well as can be," he said, leaning down to kiss her gently before he pulled back as he stroked his thumb across her cheek. "How are you feeling, my little necromancer?" he asked, amused with her disheveled state from sleep. Of course, he was as well, but then again, it always worked for him because of who and what he was.

He grinned as he placed a soft kiss on her forehead before pulling away. "I love you," he said simply before laying back in the bed and folding his arms behind his head as he thought. There were several things he had to explain to her about the process they were going to undertake and he needed to best think how to word them.

[Ayvajin]

“I love you, too,” Ayvajin said gently as she finally had her hair loose from its braid. She moved up against Lucien, smiling as she kissed him again. “I am always happy with you, especially now that you are going to be my husband. I will be a good wife to you.”

The necromancer gently stroked the incubus’s cheek as her eyes surveyed him happily. He truly made her happy. No other man had ever been able to bring out such emotions from her. This was truly love, and she was glad that the king of the incubi had chosen her.

“Is everything alright, my love?” she asked him as her icy eyes surveyed his face for any details of discomfort.

[Lucien]

Lucien turned to smile at her, shaking his head. "Everything's fine, I am just thinking," he said with a small laugh. "I don't require the same rituals as you do, so I fill my time with my thoughts of things to come and whatever else may cross my mind. Like how beautiful you truly are," he said as he leaned over and kissed her.

When he pulled away, he fixed her with a loving smile before kissing her forehead. "Now go and get prepared for the day, I will accompany you for as long as I am able, but I will have to leave at some point to insure that my kingdom has not fallen into ruins," he teased.

[Ayvajin]

Ayvajin could not help but to smile with the flattering remarks that Lucien had given her. She was not ready to get out of bed quite yet. The necromancer moved up against the incubus a bit more, enjoying the touch of their naked bodies against each other. She kissed his lips once more before laying against him, content with looking into his eyes.

“They can give you one more day,” she said with a smile. “Your kingdom will be fine for a while longer without you. They will understand that you wanted to give your fiancée a bit more attention.”

Her fingers pulled gently through his hair as she watched him with bright eyes. “I am not ready for my sweet little king to be leaving me quite yet.”

[Lucien]

Lucien smiled warmly before pulling her against him, kissing her deeply as his hands traced down her body, this time there was nothing innocent about his touches. He moved down to her neck, trailing kisses and nipping at the skin there, getting the reactions he desired and loved oh so much.

He pulled back up and looked at her, one hand coming up to stroke her cheek, weighing his words before he spoke. He knew she wanted him to feed off of her, but he had to make one thing clear. "You realize that once I feed off of you, it will bind us forever and there is no going back?" he asked, dark eyes watching her. He would not go through with it unless she was absolutely certain.

[Ayvajin]

The necromancer looked at Lucien as though he had to be kidding. Did he not realize how much she loved him? How long she had loved him? She would not have wanted to marry him if she did not want to be with him forever. If she did not want to be bound to the incubus forever. Was it really necessary to even question her wants?

“Lucien, ever since I first told you that I loved you, I have wanted to be bound to you forever.” Her hands gently pressed against his cheeks before moving to slip through his hair. “I have always known what I wanted. I would not be so quick to saying yes to your proposal if I did not want this forever.”

[Lucien]

Lucien grinned, leaning down to brush a kiss over her lips as he let his energy go, surrounding them like a living creature attuned to their very beings. It made everything much more intimate as it increased the touches and reactions between them, binding them closer and closer.

Lucien continued as to what he had been doing, knowing that he was happy as well which made everything better. He took his time before actually doing the deed. The energy mingled and mixed in the air around them, moving with them and pulsing with their breaths, growing even more until they both climaxed, when it swirled around them, binding them together.

Lucien smiled at her, leaning down to kiss her before he moved, pulling her against him.

[Ayvajin]

Ayvajin’s arms wrapped tightly around Lucien as though if she would let go he would just fade from her. Her senses were still overwhelmed by his sheer presence and energy. She kissed him hungrily still even with her body wearing down once more.

“I love you so much, Lucien,” she breathed against the incubus’s lips. Her hand slipped through his hair, fingers tangling in the locks. “I will always love you with all my heart, Lucien. No matter what happens between us, I will always be here for you.” The necromancer smiled, relaxing against the incubus. “You are the only one for me, and I am glad you crept into my dreams that night.”

[Lucien]

Lucien chuckled, kissing her back as he rubbed a hand down her back soothingly. "Even though it infuriated you to no end," he chuckled. "Now hush and rest, you are tired and it took much out of you," he said as he kissed her forehead, sensing her energy levels dip.

He held her tight to him, his hands wandering over her body in a light touch that was more soothing than anything else, relaxing next to her. He was tired as well, but energized because of the feeding even though what they had done was with control. He was now bound to her and when they were this close and touching, he felt what she felt and vice versa.

[Ayvajin]

“I will have to actually get up after this, though,” Ayvajin said, giving a yawn from lack of energy. “No more laying about. I will need to actually get up and cook up some food to try and restore all of the energy I have given up for you.” The necromancer was not complaining. She was only reflecting at all of their activities. From playing in the snow the day before, to sleeping with the incubus last night, to this moment, she had completely worn herself down.

“I will have to get use to using up all of my energy, though. Once we are officially married and everyone knows about it, I will end up having to use all of my energy with you in making children.”

The necromancer gave a smile and a slight laugh as she curled up against the incubus. They would not have children for a while, but the idea made her heart warm up with joy.

[Lucien]

"You will," he murmured against her hair as he lay a kiss on top of her head, holding her and rubbing his hands down her back. "And they will undoubtedly have my energy and your beauty," he said as he kissed her temple, holding her.

He relaxed, giving off a small yawn that he stifled with one hand before curling around the necromancer in a protective manner. The King of the Incubi would sleep for as long as she slept, even though he did not need it. Of course, then he would have to go back to Court and tell that he was marrying the necromancer. The Incubi did not care about 'mixing' their race, unlike the Succubi.