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Re: Cyrstalia
By: The Insignificant Date: April 21, 2012, 3:24 pm
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The nuzzling back was something that heated Yuro up a bit as
well. The love and affection he felt for her was so incredibly
high, that he just couldn't get enough of being around her. He
slowly looked into her eyes, smiling gently, still keeping her
in his arms. "Kieri.. Do you feel, that same heat? Love and
passion?" He asked in a soft whisper, his lips connecting with
hers once more in a deep, long kiss. He felt his heart pounding
nervously, wondering if he should go with his instincts and go a
step further. Of course, she could always say stop or no. His
tongue slowly trailed across her lips, his eyes closing once
more. He could taste her, that sweetness that always got to him.
A shudder went over his body again, feeling the want as well. He
wanted her. He truly did, to show his love more than he already
did and could. He pulled back slightly, to give her some time to
be able to do something if she liked. "Oh Kieri.." he whispered,
his hands caressing her back ever so gently.
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: RiloRii Date: April 21, 2012, 3:34 pm
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~Kieri~
[center]That voice of his had always brought about tingles to
her flesh, but now, it did so much more. Those words filtering
through her mind as she felt his lips against her own. Kieri
didn't care about anything else but him right now, that heat
that was beginning to rise between the two of them. Her heart
stammering and stumbling as it thudded against her chest. In her
naivety all she could do is simply follow what her heart wanted
her to do, what she wanted to do. Returning that deep seeded
passion, she simply basked in his taste, in his scent, in his
arms. When he pulled away, a soft noise of protest filtered from
her lips that caused her to blush even more deeply than before.
Pressing against him a bit more, she tenderly planted light
butterfly kisses along his jaw to his ear before whispering,"I
feel the same heat, love." Smiling softly, nervously almost, she
pressed her lips to his once more. A passion and warmth
unrivaled by any other of her shows of emotion seeped into that
kiss as she lightly nipped at his lower lip keeping herself as
close as possible to him.[/center]
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: The Insignificant Date: April 21, 2012, 3:41 pm
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His heart just kept pounding so harshly in his chest, his body
shaking slightly as she spoke, her touches all making his body
shiver lightly. God, his mind was being so different. He enjoyed
all those moments with her, and it made him relieved she felt
the same way. His body slowly but gently pressed her into the
bed of flowers, kissing back, pressing a bit harder against her
lips. His hands moved from her back now to her sides, still
caressing softly, kind of like exploring her body. They didn't
have much times together, and this was a chance. Such a big
chance. His hands simply kept moving over her body, slowly
slipping underneath her clothing at her waist. He could feel her
silky smooth skin, making a deep warm breath leave his lips,
hitting her own lips. His eyes stayed closed, feeling the
sensational feeling over his whole body. "I want you, Kieri..."
He muttered underneath the kiss, his body still lightly pressing
against hers.
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: RiloRii Date: April 21, 2012, 3:47 pm
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~Kieri~
[center]She didn't hesitate at being pressed to her back against
the ground. Nothing she did was ever in hesitation unless it was
parting that kiss or leaving his touch. Flesh continued to get
hotter as she felt that kiss break only slightly, just enough to
hear him speak. His touches bringing about such a staggering
increase in her heart rate that she couldn't help making a small
noise in delight. Face as red as an apple, she gently raised her
hips a little to press back against him as she so breathlessly
said,"I'd want nothing more than for you to take me, Yuro.. You
and only you." Those words whispered against his lips as she
tenderly trailed that slick appendage across them before kissing
him once more. There was nothing that was in their way now,
nothing that was going to step in and keep them from each other.
Not in this place of solitude, not where she was entirely
content with him. He hadn't minded her scars, he hadn't minded
her weird attitude, he hadn't minded anything she saw in herself
as faults. He was absolutely perfect in every way and she loved
him for him! For this moment, this one moment, she only wanted
to stay trapped in time with him. [/center]
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: Osuka Date: April 21, 2012, 7:18 pm
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To say the least, even in this form, the greeting he had
received from the woman who had walked in carrying flowers was
something that made the faint lips of the being curl upward. Was
he so strange that such a reaction was necessary? Perhaps it was
since she seemed to know his mother, but of course it would not
shift him from who he was now. The energy was far from depleted.
Ten or fifteen minutes would be what it would take for this
being to yield the original form of Osuka, but how to
communicate that to them? Even the woman Amaya had seemed to be
at a misunderstanding. But still, how to tell them? Even though
her sweet smile was enough to quell his rage, it would not
extinguish the fire that he was now.
Then his mind snapped to another solution; the way he
communicated mentally could be brought into existence. So with
that, the form slowly lifted its hand with the palm upward and
clicked its fingers. In a roughly ten inch wide and six inch
tall space above the snapping of the fires began to scrawl words
in a fiery display, flickering though easily visible.
“This form will not subside until the energy is exhausted.”
That was all that could be said before he heard Amaya speak yet
again. He had a sister now? A younger one at that. This “Athena”
was now a priority as far as security went from this point on in
his mind, even though he figured the woman was likely more than
well enough on her own. This family seemed to draw some of the
very strongest to it. Yet this was no excuse for him to become
lax. Anyone could be outnumbered or outmatched, and it was
painfully obvious so long as someone was able to create or
capitalize on another's weakness. Osuka had found this out for
himself in the time he had disappeared, and it would forever
stay with him. It was part of the reason he had lost his hand
whilst busying himself with his inventions.
But for now, as far as action was concerned, Osuka's form simply
folded it's flickering arms and leaned against the wall behind
him, practically rooting himself at the head of his mother's
bed. Two long, slowly rippling tendrils of fire snaked from the
form's nostrils in a sigh as the blue flames that were his eyes
slipped to the visage of the woman he called mother. It had been
so long since his last visit. Destiny sure had a way of keeping
him from the people who mattered, and now this. Of course he
couldn't blame himself, but what if there were more proactive
choices they all could have discussed to prevent this all? Once
the flames which spouted from its nose ceased, the form locked
itself once more, not even showing the slightest iota of
movement save the flicks and laps of flames in the air around
it. He would not move from this spot until this “Adel” brought
his mother back.
He failed at his age to have his biological mother. The least he
could do was be at this mother's side, and that was what he
wished to do. Even as dramatic as it seemed, nothing would
change his mind.
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: Fayt Videla Nagase Date: April 21, 2012, 10:24 pm
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As of right now, Athena couldn't be bothered with the flaming
Mister Silent who stood over her mother as if a golem who had
one too many close encounters with the sun. Imagine how Athena
would feel, coming in for a normally uneventful meeting with her
comatose mother per usual, and this... Thing just sits there
idly as if some form super energized English Gua-- No wait, it
started to move! The girl watched in almost practical awe, as
she had never seen anyone scribe with flames before, especially
crackling almost concentrated flame. Light was easy for her,
since she's a member of the Nagase bloodline, but unhindered
flames were new to her. Anyway, what was this. . .'think' trying
to say? That it was fine now? She didn't get it and she just
shrugged and remained not to be bothered with it. But, it was
Amaya's hug that truly snapped her out of the tunnel vision the
creature had invoked.
With an 'unf', Athena felt like her tiny bones were going to be
snapped by the woman's tight hug. She lightly patted Amaya's
back and sniffed, as the aroma of strawberries blanketed her
body, creating an odd mix with the Azalaes that she held so
carefully. Once the hug was released, Amaya began to explain the
situation between the three of them, and as she spoke, Athena
decided to replace the old flowers with the new ones that she
had in her hands, sitting just above her mother's head on the
counter. Sitting upon the bed, Athena soon began to tune
everyone out, though, in the back of her mind, she could still
hear Amaya's explanation. "So beautiful.." Athena whispered to
her coma stricken mother as she began her ritual of simply
staring at her and admiring her. Wanting to know what she sounds
like, how she acts, what she thinks of her now that she's a
teenager. Amaya had told tale of her mother, various wonderful
tales, but nothing beats hearing them from one's own mother. She
stroked the woman's cheek and forehead with the back of her
finger tips before kissing her forehead.
Now that that's out of the way, Athena stood to her feet and
took a long breath before tilting her head at Amaya.. "So this.
. Alien is my brother, eh?" She asked with a shrug. "Not too
shabby. But, he seems pretty boring.." She said with a light
hearted giggle. As per Amaya's request, Athena moved to sit next
to Deme and thought about ways to get to him. Athena could feel
a struggle in her heart, but he also seemed to be at peace as
well. It was odd, but she would do what she could to get him to.
"Wow. You couldn't get him to come, Gramma? I thought it'll be
easiest for you. Okay, I'll call him and hope that he hears me..
I haven't done this in a while." She said with a deep breath.
After that, she whispered a few words to herself, her eyes
glowing a neon like red before the winds began to churn in the
room..
"Well, that was quick. He heard me and is on his way.."
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: RiloRii Date: April 22, 2012, 2:38 am
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[left]Amaya simply sat there, keeping a close watch on Osuka for
a moment. It was when he 'spoke' that she leaned back and
relaxed for a moment. Looking to her granddaughter, she watched
the usual greeting she would give her mother with a light smile.
It was nice to see almost everyone here, heart easing to see
that everyone would soon get along hopefully. To her, it wasn't
odd to be separated from a sibling for a long time. Hell, she
hadn't seen her own sister for quite some time. Though she
supposed it was only to be expected when one did not know of the
other sibling. Her attention was caught by Athena once more as
she spoke, earning the younger a playful glare. "Hey, your
grammy is gettin' old. Not to mention your father doesn't listen
to me very well, he never has." She said this with a light
chuckle before looking towards Osuka with a gentle sigh. "Well,
your elder brother doesn't normally look like that. So just wait
for that energy to die off and then you'll actually get to see
him."
Deme got up for a moment, nodding to his niece and apparent
nephew and mother before he slipped outside. "It's the first
time I've seen that young one with a good head on my shoulders
to where I could remember it.." He muttered, pulling that
cancerous tube from it's home in his pocket and lighting it.
Amaya quirked a brow for a moment before rubbing the back of her
head with a light laugh. "Oh the family I've made. How
beautiful. He'll be back inside in a little bit. So, my dearest
little one, how have you been?" She said those last words,
looking towards Athena with that same motherly smile she always
had. [/left]
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: The Insignificant Date: April 22, 2012, 5:55 am
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This was just unbelievable. Magical as well. Everything was so
beautiful, one would want to be in this mood. Yuro's heart
started to beat quicker, the pace making him blush deeper.
Seeing Kieri's beauty, her breathless voice, it all made him
want her more. Was it appropriate? It sounded like it. Hell, she
wanted to herself as well. He nodded lightly, smiling. "Kieri..
whenever anything feels uncomfortable, or painful, don't
hesitate to say stop." He whispered close to her ear, his lips
then softly nibbling on her earlobe. His hands were still moving
over her soft skin, slowly moving downwards. In all honestly, he
wasn't sure what he was doing, but he was simply following his
instincts. His hands moved upon her thighs, feeling the fabric
of her black boy short panties. His breathing quickened as well,
his warm breath hitting her earlobe softly. His hands pulled
down her panties easily, one of his hands gently moving up and
down her ladyparts. His other hand moved more up her belly and
chest, his hand kneading softly and gently at her right breast.
"Kieri.." he whispered lovingly in her ear.
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: RiloRii Date: April 22, 2012, 6:07 am
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~Kieri~
[center]Those gentle caresses of breath that flushed her skin
brought about delight and a shudder. At a loss for words and
breath, all she could really do was nod in response. Slender
fingers lightly wound into his locks with one hand as the other
gently moved up his side. Those small noises completely filled
with near cute like innocence as they escaped breathless lips.
Her hand tightened a bit at the feel of his hand between her
thighs, but certainly not in any way to convey for him to stop.
Leaning up a bit, she turned her head and pressed a heated and
passionate kiss to his lips. Kieri had no idea what she was
doing, even she knew that in the past with her former body, she
had only experienced pain and absolute hell with sexual
encounters. This was vastly different though, she loved Yuro,
and was sure that there would be none of that previous nonsense.
Also knowing of her fresh innocence, she knew it would probably
hurt at first, but she wouldn't pay any mind to that. All she
wanted was him. Her hand traveled from his hair to the his side
as the blush brightened on her face, only showing more of that
innocence she held as those noises continued to filter from her
lips with every touch. [/center]
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Re: Cyrstalia
By: The Insignificant Date: April 22, 2012, 6:13 am
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Those sweet innocent small noises she made just made him chuckle
lightly. She was adorable beyond belief. He did remember her
past with all those pains. He even found her once, naked, and in
pain. He shoved the thoughts aside though. He knew he'd treat
her as best as possible, and as gentle as possible. He didn't
want to hurt her, but his own desires started to grow more and
more. As he continued to knead her right breast, he moved one
finger into her walls, rubbing and massaging at her pink pearl.
He may be a virgin, but he wasn't completely stupid about it
either. As he felt her lips, that oh so passionate kiss, a soft
groan left his lips, kissing back full of passion, his lips
pressing slightly harder against hers. His body pressed a bit
more against her, feeling his own member getting harder, pulsing
lightly in his jeans and boxers. His heartbeat kept racing,
wanting her more. His mind filled with all the beautiful
thoughts he had of her.
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