Gonna Marry the Night is a modern fantasy RP. Based in a fantasy world, where two tribes the Sun Clan and Moon Clan live divided and in constant war against each other. Where is your allegiance? Or perhaps you might be one of the exiled or survivors of various shipwrecks. Come to these lands to see what it offers.
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He heard the clatter of her knife from it dropping from her hands. Hey, hey this is you chance to put her down ta- Wesley silenced the voice, for now he just wanted to enjoy this. When their lips separated he saw he smile, he returned the smile with one of his own. Nothing seemed off about this smile. He felt his own stirrings for her building up.
He grunted in pain when she traced the long cut she made with her knife on his arm, taking out her fingers she started to trace his face leaving blood. Afterwards she kissed him again, he wanted this to last forever if he could. As they kissed again he pulled the tanto, and it's sheathe off his pants tossing it to the side. Afterwards he wrapped his arms around her; feeling her breasts he felt his heart beat increase ever so slowly. Yep he fell for her. Hey, can you hear me he- He shut out the voice again.
He did not want to spoil the moment with words and he had a gut feeling that neither did she. It seemed like she wanted to rest against him, why not? He laid back down on the bed slowly pulling her down with him; carefully as not to break the kiss.
As they lay against each other, her body resting atop his, Ashe wondered vaguely what she was doing. But it didn’t matter; nothing mattered anymore, it had been so long since she had toyed with another in this way. Every muscle relaxed, every breath calm and stable.
She had noticed him throw aside the blade resting on his side as she had thrown away her dagger. That was good. Finally, she had what she wanted: his trust.
And now, they lay together; two bodies entwined as one, his arms wrapped around her form, and she felt happy—a final, whole, deep happiness. Ashe acknowledged that he had given her this, and that, too, pleased her.
Carefully, slowly, she separated her lips from his. His shaggy light-blond hair had been mussed, and she ran her fingers through it, staring into his dark eyes. She realized that she liked his eyes; they were pure and unending and perfect. “You’re beautiful,” she whispered, her lips brushing his ear.
Her hands slid down, under his shirt, feeling his upper torso. His scent lingered in her nose; foreign, but comforting; bitter, yet sweet. She even smelled it in his blood. Ashe decided it was a good scent.
How this had played out was ethereal to Wesley, he never thought things could play out like this. Like hell he was going to do something to ruin this moment in time, why ruin the magic that had been cast over them both? He was relaxed and he was sure she was relaxed.
It was one dangerous journey to this moment, but it all had worked out in the end. As long as he could keep her happy was good enough for him. He hoped that this moment could last forever.
He felt her slowly separate her lips from his before running her fingers through it while looking into his eyes. He in turned looked into her eyes, they were something he could get lost in. "Thanks... so are you." He whispered back with a smile. He felt her hands move under his shirt to feel his body. His body did not even shiver at her touch, instead his body burned for her touch. He wondered if this new feeling of his could be lust or could it be greed that he only wanted her? All he knew was her touch along with everything else had a reaction to this raging fire inside him, making it all the larger.
As much as he wanted to take additional steps forward, he couldn't. He was far to afraid the ruin this moment between them. He just wanted to take it slow, letting her scent flow into him.
Ashe realized faintly that he did not want to take it any further with her, and she respected that. After all, if their places had been switched, and he was the one who stabbed her in her shoulder and cut a slit in her arm, she would have probably been very much in pain and quite afraid. But there they were, her light frame atop his, their breathing slow and relaxed. She could feel the pound of his heart through her chest. The furs were now imbued with his scent. He was so warm.
Ashe closed her eyes, letting every tension melt away with his warmth. After laying atop him for a few minutes, she decided to slip out of the light breeches she donned, covering herself with a fur. Closing her eyes again, she rested her head atop his chest and fell asleep.
Ah, crap he thought to himself as he laid there, he felt that burning sensation inside of him still building. Maybe he should have asked her if she wanted to take it another step further. Bah if only he wasn't a coward at that very moment. He now was going to have to tough it out till morning and ask her then. On the bright side it would have been embarrassing to him if she discovered how his lower body was reacting to her.
"You coward, you couldn't take it a-" Wesley muttered to himself as he dozed off after the girl laid back down on him and fell asleep. Well he thought she was a sleep, he could have been very wrong. After all he did not know how long it took for her to fall a sleep. Well at least he had a girl using him as a pillow.
Last Edit: May 18, 2018 15:38:03 GMT -5 by snowman
It was early morning when Ashe woke; as they had been falling asleep, the sun had been setting. It was a dangerous game they had been playing, but rather than common sense returning to her, her lust for him remained. As she rolled over, she saw that he was still asleep. It occurred to her that she could easily slit his throat at this moment.
But rather than going to her knife, her eyes came to rest on his face, beautiful in sleep as he could be in death. She inched closer to him, and she saw that the fur had slipped off her legs, leaving her lower half bare. Stroking her hands through his hair, she bent slightly and lowered herself to kiss him.
Wesley felt a kiss and a light stroking of his hair as started to wake up, looks like he was not the first one awake. He yawned, stretching a bit; he felt a couple pangs of pain go through his shoulder. Well at least it stopped bleeding. Another thing to be happy about was that his new friend, possibly girlfriend did not kill him as he slept.
When he looked at her he saw that her lower half was naked. Well if she did see his lust, she sure as heck could now if she looked at his groin. "I was too scared to ask last night for fear of ruining the moment... but do you want to take things farther?" He asked her with a slight blush crossing his face his hands laying near his pants ready to act to undo them. Well that is if she said yes.
Ashe felt him stir as she bent over him and smiled softly as she saw him waking up. Dried blood was still crusted on his face, and his wound had clotted. She glanced over at his arm; it didn’t seem to be infected.
Her heartbeat skyrocketed as he asked the question. She loved his smell; his face, blood and all; and above it all she loved his screams. Two forces clashed inside of her, battling to win one objective: sex or power?
Why not both?
Time slowed as she pondered the debate. For the first time in her life, she didn’t want to hurt him; she, for a change, wanted to please him, not herself.
And then her mouth moved, and she heard herself say, “Yes.”
Wesley's blush deepened even after he heard her say yes. His hands undid his pants as he pulled it off, then off came his underwear. Afterwards he took off his shirt carefully as not to re open his clotted wounds, effectively revealing his full body.
He became a little bit more shy from being exposed like this, first time doing this in front of another girl. "T-this is my first time doing this so I am clueless. What about you..?" He asked her with a deepening blush. He had overheard some other soldiers talking about doing this before and them taking control, with them feeling a lot of pleasure. Girls feel it too, but the men he overheard that they like to get it over fast. But why should he get it over fast? Why not take time and extend the pleasure. He thoughts of remembrance along with her exposed lower body made his lust flare up even more.
Last Edit: May 18, 2018 22:31:30 GMT -5 by snowman
Ashe watched as his face fell when he heard. The fool, she thought to herself. He really thought I cared?
Well, he did have you for quite a while, a voice in her mind dared. She pushed it away, not wishing to linger on how he’d controlled her. He could probably do it again, too, if he thought quick enough. But she wouldn’t fall for it again...she wouldn’t...he was the one who had prolonged his life in the first place by beginning this stupid sexual charade....
When he mentioned the baby, she genuinely laughed, something she did not often do. “You think I care about the baby? I’ll just drop it on some lonely old Moon Clanner’s doorstep. If I can’t do that, I’ll just kill it.” She smiled at him. “And as for you? I need to eat, too, Wesley. Food has been scarce around here for years. We’re hunting the animals to death. Sure, I could live off that dried fruit I gave you…but that’s a week’s supply, no more. You…you’d be a feast, Wesley. And that’s the circle of life.” Ashe would have stabbed him then, but she wanted to hear what he’d say to that. Suddenly a small laugh escaped her again. She couldn’t take him seriously, naked and bloodstained as he was.
Well, well, well you really thought that was going to stop her. Ha! Even bringing up a baby is not going to stop her. Look at this you horny jack ass just what are you going to do to survive this one?
How laughable that she thought he go down with ease. He has survived skirmishes, and battles with a leader who plotted his downfall for a very long time. "Heh, yep it is the circle of life. But even a hunter has to fear a bear or boar." Wesley said his eyes turning fully cold and dead.
But he truly wondered if animals were scarce then why didn't they make a boat and fish? What did the Empire have this land completely cut off? "Pah, you think that my family has not gone through a period of starving? Try surviving a harsh winter after a thief raids the villages store houses. Heh, but you and I are very much the same we do whatever necessary to survive." He spoke with a laugh. He was ready to react to Ashe's attack, well that was if she could do it. If he had to he would sacrifice a couple fingers if he had to.
Ashe saw the life leave his eyes as he spoke. He was regarding her coldly, fixing her with a glare so hateful she thought it could kill. As he bragged about his various achievements, she wondered vaguely what he was trying to accomplish. Saving his own skin again, maybe? What would he come up with this time? But the most peculiar thing was that he didn’t seem to be afraid of her. No, he was figurately holding her at arm’s length, as if he couldn’t wait to get away from her. But it wasn’t fear—was it disgust? Disdain? Ashe would have asked him why, but she was finished with him. You can always find another human to fuck, a voice told her derisively. There’s plenty around.
“I’m tired of words,” she told him simply. With a deft thrust, she swung her dagger towards his chest.
It is just another person trying to take your life. Nothing new here, even if it is someone you have fallen in love with. Wesley thought to himself as he watched the knife Ashe wielded. She was his weakness, but he was not about to let his weakness for her kill him. By now he was ready to react to her attack.
He watched as her arm moved forward in a thrust. He quickly rolled his body to dodge the knife for the most part as it did catch him, cutting into his chest. He had to think of a counter her, but how was he going to avoid her long enough for her to unwittingly give him a opening to counter her?
But as she swung her dagger towards his chest, he rolled away from her, and the blade caught him on the chest. Fresh blood pooled from the cut, staining her dirty blankets even more, but at that moment she was too annoyed with him to care.
“Come on, Wesley, don’t be difficult,” she coaxed sweetly. Ashe thought she might see fear in his eyes, but he seemed used to this by now, almost bored. She saw his brain working in his eyes, thinking of a counter, but she quickly seized his neck, pinning him down, and thrust again at his chest.
Moments after his roll Wesley found his neck was grabbed with himself being pinned to the bed. Wesley knew this situation was bad for him, unless he could think up a counter. Ashe was ready with another go at his chest with her knife with a thrust. "I have been very difficult since the day I have been born." Wesley scoffed as one of his hands shot up grabbing her wrist trying to stop the knife.
Then suddenly something clicked inside his head. If he could get her to move forward a little more he might just have a shot here. But he couldn't force it not just yet this might take some luck to have it work out for him. He had an idea of where he could hit, Ashe probably knew as well. But it would be buried deep in the back of her mind.
max: Boy, the site really went downhill... Surprised you two are still here, but fear not, I have returned!
Jun 6, 2018 22:47:16 GMT -5
snowman: Welcome back.
Jun 6, 2018 23:29:23 GMT -5
max: So anyone got hold of the admin? See if they're willing to transfer control to one of us, unless you two love birds wanna be the only ones on this site
Jun 7, 2018 15:10:00 GMT -5
snowman: Tried a while back when I posted to one of her threads, but hadn't heard anything
Jun 7, 2018 17:29:04 GMT -5
max: Did you try messaging her on Discord?
Jun 7, 2018 17:48:34 GMT -5
snowman: I tagged her I believe correctly and nothing.
Jun 7, 2018 23:53:53 GMT -5
max: Hm, I'll see if I can get a hold of her
Jun 8, 2018 0:05:26 GMT -5
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