GwenJekFight1

12:37:58 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Gwenaël shimmies off of Jabjek's bird-back, flicking her ears about to gauge where they are. "Don't you think this'll be a bit dangerous. Namely for me, who can't just turn into a bird if I fall off the edge?" Regardless, she reaches back to retie her »
12:37:58 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » hair up so it's out of the way and tightly bound in a bun. She then begins to unbutton her matriarchal vestment, sliding the coat and shirt off before tucking them into the hip pouch she quickly removes and sets aside. Now in just her bandeau, she »
12:37:58 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » rolls her shoulders and removes her blades from wherever the model hides them when they're not out. "You ready to lose again?"
12:38:07 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( one tick )
12:42:17 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek reaches up and unbuckles his pauldrons, letting them hit the golden floor below one by one. "If ya go ovah de edge y'know I'll catch ya. I can fly fastah den ya tiny bodeh can fall." He reaches behing him and grabs his massive mace from between his
12:42:17 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: shoulders, unsheathing the huge weight with one hand. "Y'aint gonna get me dis time baby. I got ya numbah dis time."
12:43:21 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek reaches up with his free hand and unbuttons the cape dangling from his shoulders and letting it drop to the ground where his pauldrons lie.
12:45:48 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: With a smirk on her lips, she shakes her head, knuckles to her hips and cockiness written all over her. "Yeah, yeah. I think you said something like this last night too, didn't you? And then you got that pretty mark on your arm." Her neck rolls and she »
12:45:48 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » spreads her feet, preparing to begin. "Don't disappoint me now, ma atha."
12:48:10 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek takes his defensive stance, awaiting the ineveitable lunge from his wife.
12:52:13 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: This time, she starts things off a bit differently. "Let's shake it up, shall we?" she grins, one of her hands dropping her blade and reaching up to pluck one of the many little wildflowers from her antler and blowing it from her fingers into the air. »
12:52:13 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » As it idly floats towards him, the flower gets a bit larger, and larger, until it's about the size of his hand. It tries to latch onto him like ivy clinging to the side of a building.
12:56:57 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek watches the flower with utter confusion as the flower floats through the air and grows and realizes a second too late that he probably shouldn't let it touch him. He reaches up for the flower wrapping itself around his shoulder and tries to rip it off
12:57:08 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (FFS)
13:00:01 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: The flower clings to his shoulder like white on rice. It doesn't outwardly harm him in any way, but shifts from petals into a nice patch of moss that should be very familiar to him. Gwenaël, as this has been happening, has tossed her blades to the »
13:00:01 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » sides, her hands free to command what is now able to grow directly from her husband. One of her hands comes up, flicking its wrist and pulling forth a vine from the patch that tries to pull Jabjek's feet out from under him.
13:05:29 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek is too focused on the flora growing from his body that he doesn't notice the roots that have magically appeared from the golden floor that is hundreds of feet above the actual ground. "Fuggin...." He quicklly shifts into a bear, trying to use the
13:05:29 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: rapid growth of his body to shear away all the vegetation. While he shifts he commands the tendrils of shadow to replicate the effect she just used on him.
13:05:39 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (WTF)
13:06:21 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( xD also the vines are growing out of the patch that landed on him ! )
13:06:47 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (*sigh* Fair enough)
13:10:10 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: The moss is torn and uprooted in places, but some remains on him, the vines quickly disappearing when he changes into a bear. All of her focus has been on preparing for his retaliation, making it a bit easier to try to judge where the shadows will be »
13:10:10 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » coming from. While one tendril of shadow manages to start to curl around her ankle, she stays on her feet. Plucking a dagger out of her belt, she tosses it in his direction, trying to distract him long enough to force the tendril to let go of her.
13:16:51 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek see's the dagger fly in his direction and quickly dissipates into the shadows, allowing the dagger to pass through his body and over the edge of the building. Hopefully there was nobody standing where the dagger lands.  He reappears directly in
13:16:51 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: front of her as a troll with his mace in hand and swings the flat side like a tennis racket upwards, trying to launch her into the air.
13:17:22 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (WOT)
13:17:30 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( bye gwen rip )
13:21:07 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: As he dissipates into the shadows, the remainder of the moss that had been on him falls to the ground, quickly dissolving into thin air. Gwenaël is focused on where he might emerge, but isn't fast enough to dodge the massive weapon hitting her like a »
13:21:07 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » brutosaur. Being near weightless to begin with, let alone the size of a twig, she goes flying. Right over the side of the platform and onto the moving seal below. She tries to get up before she's dropped even further by the seal.
13:21:27 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( i am not going to stand on that thing i'll actually die )
13:23:12 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (ive rolled 3 like 76 fucking times today)
13:23:54 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( ur dice are loaded, but like, in a shitty way )
13:24:14 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (actually shook a lil at how bad Jek's rolling right now)
13:25:20 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( his reign of terror had to eventually end )
13:26:01 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (wait, did she actually go over the edge there?)
13:27:04 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( yeah she's on this part down here. )
13:27:19 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (kk)
13:27:31 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( the moving, she'll fall even farther if she doesn't get up, part )
13:28:28 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek sees her go over the edge and quickly shifts into a giant red owl, beelining for the edge and drops to catch whatever he can before she hits the ground.
13:30:31 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: The player takes that as a success and Gwenaël is scooped up by her waist, luckily not taking any further damage when he plucks her up. She just sort of dangles in his talons, defeated.
13:37:46 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek clutches her within his talons, gliding on the currents of the wind back to the top of the building. He dangles her in the air, about 10 feet from the gold roof below. "See, tol ya I'd catch ya baby." He chuckles through his beak. "But I tink dat
13:37:46 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: counts as a win fa me."
13:38:59 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Still in his grasp, she crosses her arms and grumbles. "Only because you threw me off. I still hit you more, you just hit me once really hard."
13:43:00 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He chuckles as he decends far enough that she can touch the ground. "It not be about 'ow many 'its baby. It be abou' da las' 'it." When she touches the ground he lets her go, letting go of her and shifting back into a troll. He sheathes the mace back
13:43:00 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: between his shoulders and smiles at her, smug and cockily. "Does dis mean I get ta put a baby in ya now?"
13:45:24 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (brb. gonna put a load in the washer.)
13:45:30 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( kk )
13:47:22 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (back)
13:47:23 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Arms still crossed as he sets her down and she stands up straight, she huffs and steps up to his trollish form. It's part spite, part pettiness, but she stomps her little, insignificant in comparison foot down on his. Or tries to, anyway.
13:47:30 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( perfect timing wb )
13:48:59 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: She stomps on his exposed toes. He takes it and just cocks his head at her. "C'mon now. I beat ya faia and squaea. No need ta be dat wey."
13:49:43 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: "Be what way? I just won. I got the last hit." She grins up at him, arms still crossed as she sticks her tongue out up at him.
13:51:12 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek chuffs as she tries to boast. He pats the top of her head. "Okey baby. Not like I jus' sen' ya flyin t'rough da air and lit'ralleh saved ya life oa aneytin"
13:52:27 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: "Exactly. No witnesses. It never happened. I win." She's just a little sour. Little bit. But that fades as she perks her ears up and gives him a fangy grin. "So about that baby you're gonna put in me..."
13:55:35 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He can't help but roar in laughter as she uses his own line against him. The laughter fades as he brings his hand to his chin. "Well I t'ought dat de plan was ta kick y'ass an -den- put a baby in ya. If I nevah kicked y'ass den 'ow am I supposed ta fuck
13:55:35 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: ya silleh?"
14:00:30 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Sighing, she shrugs her shoulders and makes her way over to her hip pouch on the ground to dig her vestments back out, her ass very much purposely on display as she bends over. "Oh well then, suppose we just have to go back and find something else to »
14:00:30 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » do. Since I very clearly won and we're not going to be getting be pregnant today, either."
14:03:14 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek very clearly cocks his head as he stares directly at her ass. "Well I got a proposition foa ya instead. If ya concede dat I won i mey 'ave a lil sumtiin fa ya in ma bag an I'll give ya anoddah baby."
14:06:32 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She doesn't hesitate, dropping what's in her hands and turning to face him as she stands to her full height again. "You got me something? Okay, you won, now what is it?"
14:09:43 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek chuckles as he turns and makes his way over to the pile of his stuff. He grabs his cloak and rebuttons it to his body. He chuckles as he reaches for his spaulders. "Realleh, jus like dat ya givin me da win? I gotta membah ta get ya moa gifts." He
14:09:43 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: buckles the shoulderpiece to his body and reaches for the other, strapping it on as well.
14:11:49 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Frowning a bit as he walks away, she goes back to her things and starts to pull her own clothes back on, and her hip pouch after that. "What can I say... I'm a sucker for certain things." Buttoning her shirt up, she moves towards him with the same »
14:11:49 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » brightness on her face. "You didn't answer me though. What did you get me?"
14:17:54 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He smiles, reaching into his bag and pulling out a small drawstring bag. The bag is red with golden enchanted thread so she can see it. "Iss not a lot but issa lil sumtin dat fits ya new look ya got goin on." He tosses the pouch up in the air and
14:17:54 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: catches it in the palm of his hand. "Iss gonna cost ya a kiss though."
14:20:20 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Her eyes lock on the little bag immediately, the fact that she's impressed by its composition clearly written on her face. "That so? Well I can't quite reach you so you're going to have to come collect your payment yourself." She's already pushing up »
14:20:20 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » on her toes, leaning her hands into him to support herself as she grins up at him.
14:22:38 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He leans down and takes the payment he required. Pressing his sunflower tasting lips into hers. He stands back up and holds the bag out to her. "Like I sed. Iss not much but I figyah'd ya'd like it moa den de bandages ya keep usin."
14:24:46 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Raising a brow up at him as he stands back up, she falls back onto flat feet and reaches for the bag. Bandages? Which ones is that supposed to refer to? She nudges the cinch open a bit with a finger, carefully poking her finger inside to pull it »
14:24:46 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » further open.
14:27:00 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: When she opens the bag, her eyes are met with a golden collar. The designs are as intricate as they are beautiful. Carved into the golden band is the name of the Zenbwon'tulak in Zandali it the focal point in the center of the golden band being the clan
14:27:00 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: symbol. The Bear skull with its gaping maw, a brilliant gold and blue Azerite orb set firmly in the maw of the skull. "Like I sed baby. Iss not much but it be ma wey a seyin sorreh fa de wey I acted de oddah dey"
14:31:16 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Silently, she traces over the bear's visage with a fingertip and rubs her thumb along the band itself. When she finds the clasp, she undoes it, holding the open collar up towards him with a smile. "Hold this for me." Assuming he takes it, she starts to »
14:31:16 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » unravel the bandages that cover her neck's splatter of scars, turning around to give him her back and pulling her hair out of the way so that he can put it on her himself. "I love it. This is... Actually something I've wanted for a little while."
14:32:57 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( mum called brb )
14:33:06 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (KK)
14:41:45 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: ( ur good to post i'm just gonna take a sec to reply )
14:41:52 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: (kk)
14:41:55 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek takes the collar and holds it open. He stoops down as she gives him her back, reaching over her shoulders to set the golden band around her neck. He gently does up the clasp and brushes his hands down her arms, letting his hands fall to his sides. "
14:41:55 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Ya be de Matriarch of a long bloodline. I know I sey it all de time but ya role be an impoatant one. Iss up ta you ta muddah de nex' genarashun. An moa impoatantleh, I need you. I need ya ta be ma voice a reason. I need ya ta be ma partner in life an
14:41:55 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: stan wit' me as -we- lead dis clan outta da shadows."
14:46:48 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: As he places the band on her, her hand comes up to touch it again, gently prodding the space between it and her neck to assure that it isn't so loose that her scars will show. When his hands glide down her arms, she turns back to face him, nodding once »
14:46:48 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » as she smiles. "I don't want you to think that I don't understand all of that, because I do. And I'm ready to stand beside you until we are no longer able to stand." Her hand comes up, reaches for his. "I love you, Jabjek. And I'll be what you need »
14:46:48 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » me to be until the day I die."
14:49:51 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He can't help but dumbly grin like a child opening their gifts on Winterveil. With his big dumb smile on his face he takes her hand in his. "Good. Dere nobody on all a Azerot' dat I'd raddah 'ave beside me on dis journeh t'rough life den you. I love you
14:49:51 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Ilfryth Zenbwon'tulak. Moa den life itself."
14:53:09 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: "Well I'd hope not. Otherwise we'd be making a lot of promises for naught." She's grinning, making it clear this is just a poor attempt at a joke. She guides his hand up to her face, slipping her own hand out of his grasp and nuzzling her cheek into »
14:53:09 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » his palm. Without skipping a beat, she thrums, "Now about that baby making and motherin' the next generation part..."
14:58:25 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: If was even possible for his grin to grow wider it would. Loa his face was starting to hurt from all the smiling he'd done in the last twenty-four hours. "Well..." He looks around at the wide open area around them. "I dun see aney reason I can' fill ya
14:58:25 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: righ' 'ere." He looks back to her with a cocky smile in place of the dumb, childish grin.
15:01:52 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She's grinning up at him, her cheek still tucked into his palm as she makes a half-assed glance around the platform. "No one around right now, but there are people below, no? And those that might see us flying overhead?" How little she cares about if »
15:01:52 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » -she- is seen is clear, her free hand tugging at her shirt a bit.
15:04:32 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He chuffs as she pretends to care if the two of them actually -do- get caught baby-making. "I tink ya foaget where y'are baby." He strokes her cheek with his thumb. "De only ones flyin above be de Raptari keepin patrol. An -I- appen ta know we got a '
15:04:32 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: alf 'ouah window befoa de nex patrol comes by."
15:07:54 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: "-You- seem to forget how few times we've only taken a half hour," she snickers, unbuttoning her shirt again and letting it fall open so that the bandeau is the primary fabric covering her. "You sure you want your fellows seeing you hammering into me »
15:07:54 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » out here in the open like this?" It's definitely a challenge.
15:12:15 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: A hungry, lust-filled glaze coats his face as he licks his lips. "Quite 'onestleh I dun give a fuck if dey see us. Make all a dem jealous dat I got a wife as fine as you." He chuckles as he reaches up to undo the recetly re-buckled spaulders from his
15:12:15 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: shoulders. "Guess I jumped de gun on gettin dressed eh?" The buckles come undone and the shoudlerpeices hit the golden roof for the second time. He reaches for his mace and tosses it to the ground where his golden armor lies.
15:16:51 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Snickering, she sheds her coat and unbuckles her belt to let it fall open and onto the ground as well. Without a word, she steps over it and reaches to start undoing his belt, the tip of her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth as she does so. »
15:16:51 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » "I told you before that that really does it for me, right?" She glances up to him with a wicked, crooked grin. "If it were possible, you destroying me in front of an audience is -peak- fantasy." Maybe he hit her a little too hard earlier, all this »
15:16:51 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » just spilling out this way.
15:22:44 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: The hunger brewing for her intesifies with the talk of ravaging her body. He cannot take his eyes off her as he reaches up and fumbles with the buttons keepin his cloak draped from his back. His length already growing hard and pressing against the
15:22:44 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: buttons of his pants as she undoes his belt. "Well keep pleyin ya cards righ' an ya jus' migh get wat ya wan outta me yet baby."
15:25:50 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Her starmap lights up white, her grin shifting into a full-fledged smile of excitement as she gets his buckle free. "Really? You mean it?" The slightest possibility that it might be on the table has her beaming, giddy as she starts on his pants' »
15:25:50 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » buttons and giggles to herself. "I'm gonna get ha-aaa-mmered," she tilts her head from side to side as she sing-songs the words.
15:30:20 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: The lust filled Jabjek fades from existance for a second as he throws his head back and laughs. "Ya realleh be insaitable sumtimes, y'know dat righ'?" His attention returns to her body, his hands finding her hips as he leans to leave a trail of kisses
15:30:20 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: from her shoulder to her jaw. A soft purr beginning to grow from his throat as she works his pants.
15:33:24 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: "That's one of the reasons you married me, ain't it?" Even she doesn't know if she's joking or not, her attention fully focused on getting his buttons undone. Then it dawns on her and she frowns a bit, looking up at him as she backs her shoulders and »
15:33:24 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » head up enough to break him from his kisses. "I'm not too much, am I? I'm too much... I'm askin' for it too much, ain't I?"
15:38:53 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Her questioning doesn't stop him from leaving his trail of kisses up and down her neck. He does chuff a little when she starts to ramble on though. "Nevah once 'ave I tol' you aneytin I din mean baby." He purposely leaves the statement vague but his
15:38:53 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: tone suggests he isn't joking.
15:42:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She makes him stop, or rather tries a lot harder by putting both her hands on either sides of his face, trying to make him look at her. "No, you haven't ever told me anything you don't mean, I don't think, but you also don't tell me no either." Her »
15:42:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » lips purse and she sniffles, holding back what's likely hormone-induced tearing up. "You know you can tell me no right? You don't always have to fuck me when I ask for it?"
15:46:16 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He immediately picks up the emotional shift from his mate, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in close. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot contain his chuckle from how cute she is. "Baby, ya seem ta foaget. I nevah once tol ya no cause I
15:46:16 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: dun wanna sey no. I wanna fuck ya jus as much as you wanna fuck me. I found de one person dat can akshulleh give me a run fa ma money in da sheets." His hand moves to rub her back reassuringly.
15:51:45 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Really, it's the hand on her back that brings her down again, has her humming as she buries her face in his shoulder and bringing her arms up around him. "Alright. If you're sure, then alright. I just don't wanna make you feel like you gotta spend all »
15:51:45 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » your energy on keeping me satisfied." She takes one deep breath before pulling back from him, the snap back just as quick as she'd started to devolve. "I do really want that, though. The audience thing, I mean... And you to say no when you don't »
15:51:45 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » wanna."
15:57:11 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He keeps rubbing her back, making sure she comes all the way out of the funk that came on so quickly. "Well wit' me givin up 'untin I'm gonna 'ave lots moa enahgey dat I gotta do sumtin wit'. Migh' as well 'ave a lil fun wit' it." He definitely means
15:57:11 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: her when he says little.
16:04:14 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She manages a soft chuckle at him, sniffling up the last she'll let herself let out, and nods. "Might as well." She leans back to smile up at him, and at the same time shoos him from his place so that she can get back to her task of undoing his pants. »
16:04:14 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » "Alright, weepy hour is over. If we're gonna make another baby we gotta get goin' before someone misses us."
16:11:53 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: The silent sucess is noted in his mind. " Yeah, I bettah get ya filled up befoa ya come to ya senses bout bein wit me at all." He chuffs at his terrible joke, reaching a single finger for the cleavage of her bandeau and drawing his finger down.
16:16:48 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Her flimsy band of fabric gives way instantly, and she chuffs, noting that this is indeed a joke, because if anyone would reconsider, it'd be him. Her breasts now free in the open air with her coat keeping them concealed from the sides, she gets the »
16:16:48 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » last of his buttons free and tugs his pants out of her way, though not down. Her hand slips into his pants and removes his length, gently stroking him a few times as she looks up to him with a grin. "Straight to, then?"
16:20:56 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: His eyes fly open when her surprisingly cold hand touches his shaft. "F-fuck baby, Dose blades got a frost enchantment oa sumtin." He subconsciously shifts back a few inches but not out of her touch. His hand moves to her breast, fingers already toying
16:20:56 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: with the bar piercing the dark flesh of her nipple.
16:24:04 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She can't help but giggle a bit, letting go of him long enough to rub her hands together to warm them up a bit. "No, it's just cold up here. How can't you tell?" She's still snickering, though she sharply inhales when he touches at her bare skin. »
16:24:04 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » "Yours are cold too!" The bar of metal doesn't help either, despite her shirt having been warm enough. "I was gonna try to blow you but I think that we should just--" Her hands vaguely gesture to her pants.
16:26:34 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: His hands drop to the waist of her pants, tucking a few fingers under the hem of her waist. "Well den we bettah get dese off quickleh den eh?"
16:28:24 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: "Off? No, it's cold!" She grumbles up at him, turning around to give him her back as she undoes the lacing on her pants to push them down to be just over her thighs. "Pick me up. And remind me not to let you pick a fightin' place again if we know we're »
16:28:24 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » gonna be fuckin' after."
16:33:38 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek doesn't need to be told twice to fuck his wife. He leans down to scoop her up just above the knee and lift her over his already hard length. He lowers her enough that the tip begins to prod at her slit. Foreplay is important after all.
16:40:02 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: As he picks her up, she leans herself to be comfortable, but more importantly -close- to him. Her arm hooks back to grab at his shoulder, and she leans her head back. When he prods at her, she shudders a bit, her slit already wet, likely from the »
16:40:02 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » excitement of the fight.
16:45:55 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He normally would have slowly lowered her onto his length in a position like this. With the adrenaline from the fight still pumping through his body, all caution is blown to the winds where they stand hundreds of feet above ground and he slams her down
16:45:55 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: onto his shaft, hilting her right from the word go. His head goes back as her wet slit swallows his entire length, a moan passing through muffled lips.
16:51:37 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: The sound she makes is an excited squeak as she's dropped down all the way on the first go, her nails digging into him as she chuffs and leans her head back. She braces her feet against his thighs to keep her from falling, not giving him time to react »
16:51:37 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » before she starts trying to push herself up and off him again.
16:55:45 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jabjek happily meet her pace and matches it, lifting her and dropping her again to the base of his length. He grips a little tighter at her thighs, his claws finding their normal place of digging into her plush, purple skin as he hilts her again.
17:00:57 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: As they fall into a rhythm, she hooks her other hand back onto his shoulder as well, opening her coat up so that he can see her breasts bouncing with each thrust as she looses her usual array of soft moans. She doesn't normally like to rush him... But »
17:00:57 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » this is a special case. "C'mon baby," she hums, "gimmie what I want--"
17:04:47 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Every fibre of his being wants nothing more than to please his wife and give into her command. He quickly gains momentum and thrusts his hips as he slides the tiny elf down his forearms and hooks his hands behind her head. He hammers into her with such
17:04:47 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: force that anyone else might have literlly been split in two. His pleasure quickly builds from the new angle and his moans become less muffled.
17:08:53 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: As his grip shifts, she lets go of him, letting her hands instead go back to cling into his coat. His new grip pushes the back of the collar into the back of her neck, leaving a pleasantly chilled seam of pressure there where it connects to her skin »
17:08:53 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » that helps pull her across as well as the new speed and angle in which he drives into her. In this position, she physically cannot stifle her sounds, between the wet noises of his thrusts and the jerked moans, she might rival his volume.
17:19:12 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: The moans coming from her put her push him over the top. He lifts her up one more time and brings her down as far and as fast as he can, flooding her womb with his hot cum. He moans as his head lulls forward, waves of pleasure washing over him and his
17:19:12 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: body shudders.
17:22:14 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: As he fills her, she clenches around him, tugging at his coat and gritting her teeth as she subconsciously tries to push off of him. Her breathing is heavy, and as soon as he calms enough, she shakes her head from side to side to try to get him to let »
17:22:14 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » go of her so she can lilt her own head back. "Good... Good job..."
17:24:15 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: He releases his grip from the back of her head as he comes down from his high. He pants a little as she sits up, not pulling himself from inside her just yet. "You-- you too."
17:25:33 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Chuffing weakly, she leans up and kisses his jaw. "Not up here again... Fun, but not enough."
17:31:49 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: he purrs as she kisses his face, closing his eyes and enjoying the attention. "Good idea. Y'almos died tadeh. Good ting I was 'ere ta catch ya." He chuffs as his lengths slides out of her and he sets her down. He doesn't let go of her though, just
17:31:49 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: incase she can't quite stand on her own.
17:40:55 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She leans against him as he sets her down, closing her shirt up to keep herself from almost dying a second time today of hypothermia. "I wouldn't have almost died if you weren't sore about me pullin' your feet out from under you," she snickers, still »
17:40:55 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » leaning on him as she pulls up her pants, since there's not much she can do in the way of clean up all the way up here. "I wanna go home real quick and change. Get this cleaned."
17:42:49 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek's ears twitch and he looks to the sky, scanning the horizon for the wingbeats that reach his ears. "We bettah get goin den. As much as ya like an audience wen it comes ta me fillin ya up de patrol will be 'ere in about 37 seconds." He picks up his
17:42:49 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: gear and quickly straps it back on his body. He looks back to her as he straps the last buckle on his shoulder. "Readeh ta go?"
17:45:45 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She skitters for her own things, pulling them on and into place enough that she can manage. "Yeah, I don't wanna find out if we're -supposed- to be up here. Ready."