Branded

15:02 <Desoph> *a txt sent...private tea is a wonderful thing. She picked the venue but...seclusion was a must. So for the sake of scene...a gazebo in thewoods. Or maybe just her room. Either way...Church would arrive in a suit...black suit, white shirt, crimson tie. Tea in hand because he wished to impress his lady with a rare blend from a private reserva in his native
15:02 <Desoph> spain.*
15:13 <Desoph> "My fair Ms. Sullivan. I have missed your lovely face in my sight and your sultry voice in my ear. I have waited to see you again....it is an honor." He would bow to her respectfully.
15:20 <SavanahHolland> A gazebo in the woods, certainly sounded much better than her boring room, not that it was boring, but it might creep him out a bit with how many old fashioned dolls and skulls decorate around it. Elspeth had done some exploring the the past, never really expecting a Gazebo out there, but then again, she didn't expect a bomb shelter in the woods of the old school either soo. She had arived alone
15:20 <SavanahHolland> with The Ram, only then to force him to walk far, far away so he'll disappear, where she'll be able to summon him again if needed, but a giant beast around for their private tea certainly might ruin the mood. Of course before he came The Ram did a bit of sweeping, there were dead leaves after all, making sure that wouldn't get in way. She's sitting down on one of the wooden chairs, wearing a
15:20 <SavanahHolland> short dress, black fabric but taking a break from the silk, dress going down to a bit above her knees, ruffled ends including the ends of her sleeves, the black stopping before her collar and rather at her chest, then moving to a white fabric with black buttons, the white ending at her neck, ruffled and with a black silk bow to complete. Her light blonde hair put up into one bun, little swirls
15:20 <SavanahHolland> of hair however having escaped, framing her dollish face. A black bow holding the bun up, her legs covered in thin white stockings and of course some normal black felt shoes. She smiles at his arrival, a lovely suit and devilish tie. "Hello" she manages, a bit of a smirk, trying to overpower her accent a bit more than usual, but always just too far away.
15:28 <Desoph> He came to her...hand out for hers as he bowed again. "You look absolutely delicious Elspeth. The older styles are much more refined and do give up so much more than a revealing gown might. I trust we are well met?"
15:31 <SavanahHolland> Elspeth grins just a bit more, offering his hand once more, reminding her of how guests acted back home, with some decency, unlike many in this school, though that can be expected with their unbringing. "Certainly, youh are looking handsome as vhen I first met youh, if not more." She bites her bottom lip a tad, then again, she met him pretty recently.
15:37 <Desoph> "You do me a kindness in saying so. You give me hope this school of trogladytes has promise. But I have fortune enough to have already met the best it could hope to have." He sat near her. "May have the honor of holding your hand while we talk? A soft touch can mean more than hours of speech."
15:41 <SavanahHolland> Elspeth slowly wraps her hand around his like a snake coiling around their prey, but certainly much softer, a woman's touch afterall makes quite the difference. "I'm certain youh have just met the most.. unfavorable of the swarm at this school, there are others youh must take a liking toh soon enough." she smiles softly, she didn't answer his question about holding her hand, having already
15:41 <SavanahHolland> answered it with her actions.
15:48 <Desoph> He brought her hand to his lips. This time the tip of his tongue makes first contact. Oh she tasted very well indeed...where could she feel that intimate touch before he kissed softly. "I would rather spend my time with you than most of those holier than thou, would be messengers of all that is goody intentions and kum by-ya." He purposely slew the saying of
15:48 <Desoph> that song. "You have the...dare I say...Lady balls big enough to own who you want to be and the rest be damned...I spoke true when I said I respected you."
15:54 <SavanahHolland> She didn't expect something so vulgar sounding to well, not sound so vulgar, he has a weird way of phrasing words, and it certainly was music to her ears. Her hand not softly connected to his moving up slowly to place a finger under his chin, the light finger dancing under it as if he were a pet. Her dark green eyes staring into his, leaving you unsure in this moment if she was prey, or predator.

15:54 <SavanahHolland> "Youh flatter me again and again Church, buht I realize youh do mean vhat youh say, I realize I respect youh too, and that is much to come frohm me seeing our ammount of meetings ihn total."
15:59 <Desoph> "You are a rare sort to be true. Self confident and sure." He grinned slightly at her stroking of his chin. "You are intoxicating....the fact you shy not from my litany of disappointment at the student body...or my appreciation of your body...that speaks volumes. There is much we could explore if one wished it." He slipped his chin from her finger to catch
15:59 <Desoph> it in his mouth. Fortune favors the bold...and he surrounds that little digit with his soft lips...of the way his tongue moved around the figertip teasingly.
16:04 <SavanahHolland> Warm blush covers her cheeks, but from her expression she still keeps the playful smile, she wasn't embarrassed, rather excited by this interaction if anything, it had been a very long time hadn't it? Her slender finger moving slowly to brush against his lips, feeling his playful tongue at the tip. Her small hand giving a slight squeeze to the hand it's wrapped around, lending her warmth to him
 16:04 <SavanahHolland> in the cold outdoors. "Vhat if both vished it? So much could be done." she says, her voice slowly moving from teasing to sensual, her words all with meaning, none used as just decoration for the others. "Youh speak of me as if I am perfect, vhile youh are quite right, I must say, youh are perfection in flesh, youh're voice, eyes, all jast as inticing."
 16:14 <Desoph> "Oh there is much I desire. I was made...yes... made to be a sexual god compared to others. Infused with centuries of experience and given power over pleasure and pain to bring my focus...absolute ecstasy. My diet is forbidden fruits." He moves close to her...lips brushing her ear as hot breath caresses while he whispers "i believe you would taste of honey
 16:14 <Desoph> and wine. I would drink of your mouth to sate my thirst...and your lips would be a feast for hours." He was not talking of the same place. "You and I could do great things together indeed."
 16:23 <SavanahHolland> The redness of her cheeks only expands, much like a drunkard would in a tavern, but Elspeth's mind was clear certainly, not allowing her own mind to be clouded with thoughts of lust, despite how much she might desire so. "Hmm, a devil of pleasure.." she says, her smile curling up a bit more "I doh believe ve vould be quite a fearsome duality." her voice quiet, almost to match his his heated tone
 16:23 <SavanahHolland> in her ear. Leaning forward to place a soft kiss on his neck, only for a brief moment, a taste of what he may expect more of very soon. "Youh're seductive vords overwhelm me, I von't let them drown mhy mind, buht a taste ohf your offers is something I vould gladly be part of many times ohver.."
 16:33 <Desoph> His lips...those insturments of evil came to her neck then. A soft suckling kiss just beneath her ear. His free hand coming up to rest below her other ear...thumb gently caressing her cheek. The more contact he has with her...the more she felt. He was awakening her sense of touch...hot breath on her neck as he exhales. "I don't want you enthralled. I want
 16:33 <Desoph> you here in the now...fully aware of what I am doing...what I will do...want to do and can do. I have no use of weak willed. I desire you because you are strong and can part of this...give as much as take..." he basically purred.
 16:39 <SavanahHolland> She lets out a soft breath, a little mewl of pleasure coming from her tender lips, breathing growing heavy, but she wasn't one to disappoint him but submitting to pleasure like a seashell under harsh waves of the sea. Her cheek is warm, a large difference from the bitter breeze surrounding their bodies. "That.. is vhat excites me mohst about youh.. so much different frohm other men.." her free
 16:39 <SavanahHolland> hand slowly moving up to set on top of his hand carressing her cheek, leaning into him, heart only beating faster. "I vish for youh to be mine, I vant youh to be only mine, and me ohnly yours.." she breaths her words into him, every pause decided, every word with sensual flavor to it, heated breath on heated flesh.
 16:51 <Desoph> He slipped around before her. He was on his knees. His toned stomach against her knees. He pulled back so he could look into her eyes. He brought his other hand and hers to her other cheek to cup her face with such tenderness. His face serious. "You understand you are asking for all of my hunger to be sated by you alone...that you will be my sole passionate
 16:51 <Desoph> focus?" His eyes narrow slightly as he searches her eyes. "You wish to be mine...and I yours. Only. You wish an incubus to be in most all ways...your husband of sorts?" He looked at her lips...the tip of his poking out slightly as he thought of those lips. "You will be mine...and I yours...deal is struck....you seal it with a kiss. Think it over
 16:51 <Desoph> carefully...because once done...you will have me and all that comes with it."
 16:58 <SavanahHolland> Elspeth understood his tone, she knew all that came with devils, demon, especially Incubuses, a mistress of the dark arts and keeper of devils. She knew full well of pacts with darkness, she knew full well even the result of a pact with Satan himself, there were always things to give away, the ability to walk with freedom, the ability to escape, but for something of much more value, something
 16:58 <SavanahHolland> she would gladly keep the same. Her green eyes staring deep inside his, searching through his mind her her own, eyes like a cat searching through depths of the unknown. "I know of deals, deals vith darkness runs through mhy blood, and has before youhr very existance began.." she leans down, closer to his face, her finger moving under his chin once more to guide his face closer to his. "I vish
 16:58 <SavanahHolland> toh claim youh as mine, and ohnly mine." it may be a mistake, but she had decided, this was what she wanted deeply, with unclouded judgement, she wanted him, and knew her wanted her. She leans, in, soft warm lips matching his deeply, eyes closing as she lets her choice shape all of eternity.
 17:05 <Desoph> The feeling hit like a hammer. She would feel on fire but unable to scream as he kissed her back. His hands holding her head in place...blocking everything else out. No help woukd come for her...no 'I made a mistake' this was real and happening as he burned into her very being his claim and their pact. He kissed her hard enough blood would be tasted....both
 17:05 <Desoph> of theirs mingling and becoming liquid fire they both drank in the kiss before it was just a passionate kiss...pain exploding into a sensual mixture of agony and ecstacy. Orgasmic torture for a moment before...it was just them kissing passionately. He pressed against her and moaned softly into the kiss before pulling back...only then was the deal made. He
 17:05 <Desoph> was hers...she his. Neither could be denied each other now. If he wanted her in the middle of class it would happen...if she him...it would be done. But she was stuck with this creature and it would be hellish to kiss another...worse to have sex with another. This was what she wanted...wasn't it?
 17:13 <SavanahHolland> It was. The throbbing agony swirling together with euphoric rapture of the flesh, she had made a deal, one she wouldn't leave, she had no choice, and in that there were no regrets, Elspeth never let regret take hold of her heart, not now especially, not when something far more enticing was taking hold. Her eyes growing tighter as her face pales to the burning blush of her rose cheeks, her body
 17:13 <SavanahHolland> one with lust's inferno. Hand meshed together with his tight, her other at his chest, grasping and clawing through the mixture of pain and pleasure she could never describe with words that could possibly do justice. The fresh kiss that felt like fire seeming to last a small enternity, one Elspeth never wished to leave. His lips leaving hers, gasping for breath as if her lungs were held in his
 17:13 <SavanahHolland> grasp. Her reddened eyes going to his, there was no regret in them, only satisfaction of her choice.
 17:21 <Desoph> "You...are mine Ms. Sullivan." He whispered softly...from her grasping of his chest...his shirt was torn and his torso exposed. Perfectly detailed yet enough fat layer to smooth the lines she already knew would be defined as he was over her in the night. Nail marks bled...the wounds visibly closing slowly but surely. He moved his hands to her sides and
 17:21 <Desoph> lifted her as easily as if she were made of straw....this is the time he was at his strongest. He turned and sat...she was gently placed stradling him. His hands resting at her waist. He moved in to kiss her again. Deeply...passionately. each time, their first kiss of passion would remind them of the deal...burning orgasmic agony. If they kissed passionately
 17:21 <Desoph> anywhere...it would be in rememberance. A claim made...she had an incubus bound to her heart. He was young still...but eternal. So long as he existed...maybe she would as well?
 17:27 <SavanahHolland> Elspeth was not the same, she was still human, and would not live forever, she wasn't made to live forever, she was made to carry her own blood, and pass it down, further and further into the ever growing tree of the family that made a pact with satan himself. Even then, her existance, as short as it may last, would be a firey one, one that she would let no creature forget, she would not fade
 17:27 <SavanahHolland> as long a she had lived. She's moved with ease, little resistance, her body moving closer, her own chest pressed against his bare chest, her hand still lightly clawing, blood staining her nails. She closes her eyes, a flutter now more than the harsh squeeze of her eyelids like before, feeling her lips and body in one melting into him. Her lips against his, soft and harsh, as if trying to outmatch,
 17:27 <SavanahHolland> loving the feeling, the burning pain etching into her very soul.
 17:36 <Desoph> His hands moved beneath her skirts and up her legs slowly...tenderly? She made a bind and so she would experience a tender twisted form of loving desire...it wasn't a kind of thing move creatures would -want- to experience. His hands on her bare flesh. He was exploring his prize. His hands now firm but tender...feeling her and what undergarments may lay
17:36 <Desoph> beneath. Of he wanted her and would have her but....he made a promise. His word was his law and he would make this experience....all....about....her. His teeth caught her bottom lip and he sucked on it fiercely before letting it go with a plop sound. His mouth was on her neck...high up by her jaw and he would mark her visibly as his because he was proud of
17:36 <Desoph> his lady. Her strength and ambition. Oh yes...she would go far and their mutual desires would be obtained. She was something amazing...and now his.
17:43 <SavanahHolland> Elspeth spreads her legs apart very faintly at his sensual wandering hands, her thighs warm and plush, the stockings covering most until under the skirt, all flesh to be explored. Her spreading legs, still covered from his devilish eyes, but certainly not his touch, she had realized his intent when he contacted her, she surely was prepared for it. Reaching further and further, you'd realize
17:43 <SavanahHolland> she's wearing sheer lace undergarments, black in color, her cheeks growing only redder as she presses her chest more to him. Soft little whispers of desire at every movement, no matter how subtle, hand going to the back of his head as he leans into her neck, stroking through his hair slowly, pressing him more into her needy flesh.
17:54 <Desoph> Those devilish fingers find her waiting...wanting as they tease and explore her but never penetrate. The other hand grips her rear firmly. His mouth moved to her ear lobe. Caught between teeth he suckled softly in rythym to his massaging fingers at her sex. He finally whispered in her ear. "You are a virgin to me...you have never experienced what I will give
17:54 <Desoph> you. You will be my virgin undone this night. By the paleness of the moon we consumate wholely this arrangement as I claim you and you claim me within. My seed is yours alone now." His twisted little bride. How he adored her dark desire.
18:02 <SavanahHolland> Elspeth's whole body tightens at the pleasures, shivers taking over her small body with his words, unlike anything she had ever heard, running rampant through her mind like a raging beast. Nails digging into the back of his head, toes curling, heart fluttering, and blood boiling. She could barely even speak now, the fire of their deal still lingered on her flesh. Her words, soft, quiet as if
18:02 <SavanahHolland> the trees could hear every word they spoke. "I vant.. youh to have all of me.. use me.. as I vill use youh.." she leans into him evermore, her eyes filled with a spark that has no words to be placed. He was hers, not her dog, but her etneral lover, and that's exactly what she wanted of him, all of him. The hand not at his head slowly moving down, past the skirt on his lap and slowly down to the
18:02 <SavanahHolland> crotch of his pants, lightly letting her warm fingers dance over the spot, intensly teasing him as he had her.
18:14 <Desoph> His hand at her rump took hers at his growing hardness and moved it away teasingly. He moved it to his chest. Heart racing in time with hers. He released her hand and a few moments later his zipper was heard. His arm brushed her inner thighs. She could feel his cockhead against her but before she could register something was unusual he gripped her
18:14 <Desoph> waist...lifted her while pulling her against himself to let her sink down on on his hard length. He was not human and she asked for him entirely. It would feel like she was splitting in half and he forced her down to take it all until it was buried to what seemed her diaphram. Heat radiated from him and deep within her.
18:22 <SavanahHolland> The suddenness of his actions did take her by suprise, eyes watering as he enters her without much thought. Tighting up as her eyes roll up, losing a bit of her mind and breath, the grasp of her lungs being harshly squeezed like a animal's chew toy. She felt like she would die, right then and there, little mewls and harsh breathing all coming from her. All at once hitting her she buries her head
18:22 <SavanahHolland> into his neck, arms wrapping around him tight. Warm insides enveloped around his cock, throbbing and hot, Elspeth feeling as if she might melt into him. Then suddenly crying out, eyes closing harshly, a string of moans and breathy actions taking over. "I am youhrs.. aahh... please.." she breaths out.
18:29 <Desoph> "Yes....you are." He whispered with a deathly calm tone in his voice. His hands moved out from the dress. One crossed her to grip her shoulder...the other around her waist. She couldn't get away if she tried now...his arms like velvet covered iron as he pulled her up and brought her down. This was not making love...this was personified carnal desire given a
18:29 <Desoph> body as his to use as he wished. He was not harsh...a strange mixture of rough and gentle as only experience could provide as he started...not to make love. But to fuck her...hard. But he was kind enough to start slow before sliding from the seat to lay her down...his hands gripped her upper arms and he held her down and proceeded to take her...own
18:29 <Desoph> her...claim her completely. Thrusting hard and deep. She would be bruised...more than likely bleeding but her soreness would remind her who's she was. She would get no bounce or give from his thrusting within her as he held her still so she had to take it all.
18:35 <SavanahHolland> It wasn't her first time, but it was different, even more than she expected from a devil of sex, an Incubus, her fists in tight balls, clenching her teeth with ragged breath. She wanted to be owned, by him, only him, she wanted to own him, she wanted it both ways all at once, to give herself to him for him to use and abuse in any way at any time he wished for it. As she's moved and positions
18:35 <SavanahHolland> changed, eyes opening, rounded and staring at nothing besides rolling back, showing the whites of her eyes clearly. She'd remember this for days, the soreness wouldn't leave her alone, and all times, at all hours she'd be reminded of this moment, the pleasure and hellish pain he provided. Being held down, alone deep in the woods, her voice only getting louder, every lewd noise made reaching her
18:35 <SavanahHolland> ears and his as well.
18:48 <Desoph> He would make her experience so much pleasure for so long it would almost be torture. She would want him to stop and keep going and there...right there he would keep her for the length of time he told her before his body tensed and he buried himself deeply within her and gave her his seed with a cry of ecstasy. He would stay deep within her...it seemed like
18:48 <Desoph> he just kept pumping her full. His lips found hers and he kissed her deeply. "You are mine...and I yours. You be proud as I am."
18:54 <SavanahHolland> It felt like thousands of years would pass, orgasm after orgasm finding her, and yet he always kept going, moments of her wanting to to stop, only seconds to pass and her wanting the opposite. Finally he had finished with her, feeling her insides being covered in warmth, her eyes focusing again, back deeply into his eyes. Her lips tasting his as she wrapped her legs around his waist, keeping
18:54 <SavanahHolland> close to him with a little mewl. "I.. am.. proud.." she breathes out with extreme effort on her part, taking a moment to try to manage more words. "Youh are still inside me.." she leans in a bit more to him "I am excited forh our future, vhatever it may hold."
19:00 <Desoph> "I will be inside you alot." He said with a smile. A hand brushing sweat stuck hair from her face. "You have never looked more beautiful than soaked with sweat of passion and full of desire's seed." He kissed her forehead. "You will be great....I will see your future succeed. You will eventually bring forth our lineage to this world and the world shall
19:00 <Desoph> despair." He grinned slightly. "I look forward to our time together...you will have me many different ways...and you will like them all. In return...you have my devotion and unending desire. We prosper or fail...together."
19:07 <SavanahHolland> Elspeth closes her eyes as he kisses her forehead, a soft smile on her face, a little sigh coming from her, she felt sweaty, warm and cold at the same time. She wanted to cling on to him and just hope time stops there, nothing to go wrong, or change, no regrets, just him and her. But that's not how it works, time will pass, and Elspeth will have to keep up, and keep him. All these thoughts in
19:07 <SavanahHolland> her head, driving her mad but in the best possible way. "Together.. ja.. I vould like zat.." she smiles a bit more, feeling exhustion take over. "No matter vhat happens, I vant youh vith me..."
19:15 <Desoph> "I will be." He then said something in a language that makes russian spoken from a man in a woodchipper sound romantic. "My gift to you. Choose where my crest will be and it will be tattooed and branded onto your body and soul to mark your soul and life as mine." He lifted himself from her and opened his shirt. On his flesh already was a healing burn/tattoo
19:15 <Desoph> of her soul crest. "No matter what...I will be with you."
19:20 <SavanahHolland> Elspeth slowly extends her hand, hovering over the tattoo, wanting to touch it but keeping herself from doing so, eyes locked on it as she drowns in thought. She then slowly moves her hands back to her chest, she could just as well point through the fabric of her dress where she would like it, but where exactly was the fun in that. moving to untie the ribbon at her collar, opening open her dress
19:20 <SavanahHolland> to expose her breasts, her hand slowly moving to take his, slowly dragging his hand down her body, stopping at just below the middle of her chest. "Here." she says softly, smiling and staring into his eyes.
19:27 <Desoph> He stared into hers as he took her hand. He saw the want there. A smile...such a twisted desire they had formed. To his mark her placed her hand and not gently so it broke the healing flesh and blood ran between her fingers, still hot from his lust. It ran hot and thick down her arm. His eyes never left hers as he arched his fingers, and so hers, using her
19:27 <Desoph> nails to dig into his skin and his mouth opened slightly with a shuddering sound of pleasure as her chest was assaulted with fire and needles of pain. Her reaction would cause him to throb within her slightly...but he could wait. His hunger was sated. Maybe when she healed he would show his tender mercies....maybe.
19:33 <SavanahHolland> Pain burned into the flesh of where she had decided it would be best, she could feel her whole body tightening in absolute pain, her teeth biting into her bottom lip till it drew blood, the warmth of his blood gliding through her fingers, nails only digging deeper into his scarred flesh. The pain unbearable, so much worse than she could ever imagine would exist in any world known to her, her
19:33 <SavanahHolland> eyes closing and letting out a scream that lasted just seconds before gaining control of herself again, chest heaving up and down as her breathing becomes more and more intense. She wanted this, to be claimed by him, branded by him with his flesh still inside her throbbing. She was tired, and yet she was also in agony, a mixture that picked at her mind and flesh, eyes closing, drifting into
19:33 <SavanahHolland> temporary darkness.
19:40 <Desoph> When her eyes opened...he was carrying her like a corpse bride. How long had she been out? Who knows but her head rested on his chest over his mark. Her mark would feel like wasp stings until the moon set twice...but somehow it was healed and delicious fire was in her veins. Her dress was ruined completely. One would think a demon as he would just dump her
19:40 <Desoph> off to tend herself...but no. His dorm was simple but the sheets were silk. He took her clothes from her and bathed her with infinite care to clean her completely....intimately. His touch was satin...his kiss sweet. He was tending his garden of which he eats and takes nourishment. In a shift of silk she would be clothed...upon his bed lain. In his arms she
19:40 <Desoph> would remain.