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Post by Isurugi Amelia on Dec 9, 2008 0:07:03 GMT -4
Exhausted from trying to impress Gin, Amelia did her best to keep her men in order during the training. She was doing her best not to lose her cool under the stress of keeping even Mei's people in order, though surprisingly she didn't have any issues with Rosey. But then again, she had heard reports that she did better while she was training. However she kept a leery eye on her even after training was done.
She walked past Gin's tent and got the idea of having some alone time with him. Crossing her fingers, she called out to him in hopes that he inside. Alone. "Oh Gin. Are you there?"
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Post by Kouzetsu Gin on Dec 18, 2008 22:56:09 GMT -4
Gin was inside one of the fountain stalls, a bathing apparatus placed near the edge of the camp along with his tent and those of the other Heavenly Kings and higher ranking Fae troops. Finishing his bodily cleansing for the night, Gin had finished drying himself, with only his hair remaining damp, Gin put on his simple trousers and slippers and exited the marble booth, holding his shirt in his hand, along with his customer spectacles in the confides of his pocket.
Gin usually kept his appearance very conservative, making sure to dress in very concealing robes and such, especially when in the presence of his troops, but tonight he was aware that everyone should be within the confides of there own tent resting for tomorrow, for after hour wanderings were the cause of many reprimand. Gin began the short walk to his tent his bare, scarred yet well defined chest and midsection exposed along with strands of his long dark hair clinging face, resting on his shoulders, as well as running down his back.
Walking past the other barracks, Gin was not to far off when he heard his name being called by a familiar voice, a voice that was soft and sweet, yet it carried hidden intent behind it's mask of innocence. Continuing his walk, Gin crept to the other side of his tent, hoping to intercept whomever it was that sought him out. Approaching the other side of his tent's entrance, Gin found himself behind the intruder, her long blue and lavender hair resting on her nightwear, which tightly hugged her short, yet curvaceous frame.
Holding his shirt, which he now draped over his shoulder, Gin cleared his throat, "I'm wondering, who could be brave enough to approach the tent of a Heavenly king, especially after dark with no fear of reprisal?" Gin asked curtly, parting the dangling, and annoying hair from one side of his face with his index finger, a small smile curving his lips as his eyes remained centered on Amelia.
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Post by Isurugi Amelia on Dec 19, 2008 15:44:07 GMT -4
Amelia heard Gin's voice behind her and it almost startled her. She thought that he would be in his tent by now getting ready to go to bed. Turning around with a smile on her face, she put her hands that held a canister and cups on her hips. "Well, I guess you can call me a bad girl." She giggled before straighten her face a bit. "I bought some tea over to help you relax. I figured since you worked so hard beating everyone into shape, you would like to unwind a bit before going to bed and waking up having to repeat the whole process again." Her mouth hung slightly open in a smile while she shook the canister a bit as if she was trying to tempt him. "I'll just sit it up in your tent." She barged in without waiting for an approval.
Once inside she quickly set the cup on a small table that probably had some important documents on it and poured the tea. She poured a little bit of the love potion she made before she unbuttoned her top a little. She waited for him to come in as she sipped on her tea and hoped he would drink the tea, considering she put a lot of effort into the love potion hoping it would work this time.
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Post by Kouzetsu Gin on Dec 23, 2008 2:17:56 GMT -4
Gin watched as Amliea precociously barged into his quarters, slightly taken aback by her sheer brazen nature, though he found it refreshing. "She reminds me of Midoriiro, though without the vulgar and petulant vocabulary. Entering his quarters behind her visually appealing figure. Gin walked into find that she had placed the container of tea on top of his desk, where he kept his important documents. Turning back to face him, Amelia offered Gin a cup of fragrant tea, and a view of her luscious cleavage as well.
"Tea... sounds almost as refreshing as you my dear, thank you." Gin said, taking the cup and inspecting its contents. His affinity with Law allowed him to see that the steaming fluid had been tampered with in ways, the foreign contents mixed completely via magic. "From the looks of her, she doesn't possess the malice to want to attempt to assassinate a Head of State... could this just be an attempt to further seduce me with a love potion..." Gin mused to himself, eying Amelia with his keen interpretation skills, blowing a small amount of Law magic into his cup.
"Did Mei inform you that I am partial to tea, if not your intuition has impressed me as much as your tenacity during the training exercises today, but both pale in comparison to you beauty." Gin said, taking a sip of his cup of tea, his fingers around the handle as his other hand supported the bottom, his eyes never leaving Amelia. Setting his half-empty cup down, Gin walked over and closed the entrance drape to his tent. "Ah, where are my manners Amelia, have a seat where you find it most comfortable, I suggest my bed." Gin said placing his long, black hair behind his shoulders. His upper torso was still naked, his scarred, yet muscularly detail figure standing in front of Amelia, his chest raising as his breath grew deeper with each passing moment.
"I must say... this tea is quite... refreshing..." Gin said as he wiped small beads of sweat from his brow. Taking off his slippers with the confides of his own tent, Gin took a seat next to the very seductive Fae, a very enamored smile curving his lips. "Tell me Amelia, am I making you uncomfortable in this frank manner of dress, I could place a shirt over my chest and tie my hair if you would prefer." Gin said, placing the back of his hand on Amelia's cheek, after which he found himself running his hand through her hair off the side of her ear.
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Post by Isurugi Amelia on Dec 23, 2008 4:47:28 GMT -4
Amelia was happy that Gin took the tea, though she did feel a bit nervous as he peered inside the cup. As he took a sip from his cup, she stared back at him to see if it had any effect before sipping on her cup. He then offered a seat on his bed which made her heart jumped a bit. She wasted no time getting on the bed and watched Gin as he made he way towards her to take a seat. She was happy that he enjoyed the tea considering it came from flowers in the Queen's court. She always enjoyed drinking that particular tea when she was growing up.
"Oh no. You don't have to cover up for me. I really don't mind at all." She said to respond to his question. "In fact, it would make it easier for me to give you a massage. I bet your muscles are tense." She wanted to move so that she was positioned behind him to massage his back. However, having his fingers going through her hair was quite nice so she settled on just lightly feeling the muscles on his shoulders as if to see if they were tense or not. Her fingers started to drift towards the scars on his body. "Did you get these in a battle or a war? Oh Gin, you must have been such a great warrior." She fell into his chest with her arms wrapped around his neck. "A girl like me wouldn't have to worry about leading troops into war if they're were protected in your strong arms."
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Post by Kouzetsu Gin on Dec 26, 2008 18:17:51 GMT -4
Gin chuckled at Amelia's question, his breath warm and heavy. "They are badges, badges I acquired in the service of my nation. " Gin said, pulling Amelia closer to him. Gin now had his hands on the small of Amelia's back, massaging her gently, and her face closer to his, despite his hair falling down over his face.
Gin then held his hand out near the lantern in the corner who yellow light filled the medium sized tent. Gin the changed the color of the fire inside, turning the flame silver as it began to burn like a magnesium candle, causing the light in the room to become exponentially brighter, as well making the shadows darker. The ambiance within the room was now a feast for the eyes, a visual spectacle that surround the seductive Fae and the King of Heaven.
Gin took a deep breath as he pulled Amelia closer, "You smell of the flowers from the finest orchids in creation. Tell me, what have I done to behold such beauty, such grace as you Amelia." Gin said softly into her ear, gently stroking her hair with his strong hand. Pulling back slightly, Gin was face to face with the Fae within the personal confides of his boudoir. "Amelia... " Gin said softly, as he gazed into her eyes.
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Post by Isurugi Amelia on Dec 26, 2008 22:45:48 GMT -4
At the moment Gin's wrapped around her body, Amelia's heart start to flutter and her eyes grew big. Could this be it? Could the love potion finally worked after those trial and errors I've done. Everything seemed to be going right and so well to the point where she suddenly snapped out her thoughts when the tent got really bright. It really did seem perfect; the lighting, his eyes locked onto hers, the things he was saying....
As soon as he uttered her name, she gently pulled him closer to her to kiss him. It was at that moment she felt like she was getting swept over by waves passion and lust. Lost in a sea full of desires. She couldn't help herself, she just have to have him right there. Her lips were working on his lips while her hands traveled down to his stomach in little swirls. Her body moved to where she was basically on top of him now with night gown rising up on her soft thighs.
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Post by Kouzetsu Gin on Jan 8, 2009 18:33:34 GMT -4
Gin felt Amelia's soft, delicate hands as she traced circles on his chiseled midsection, returning her kisses with passionate ones of his own, moving his firm hands down to her waist. As he grasped tighter he pulled Amelia closer, directing her lower half to press against her own, moving his head from her face to light kiss her neck, pecking her intimately as he moved one of his hands down to her thigh, moving it higher as his grip stayed firm.
As his hand worked its magic on her upper thigh near her rear, as to move away the sheer silk of her night gown, Gin used his other hand which formerly rested on her waist, and he moved his hand along the contours of her spine, starting at the small of her back he stroked his fingers along her back. Moving his head upward, Gin rested his cheek on Amelia's and whispered into her ear, "What would you have me do Amelia?" as his warm breath landed onto her ear and traveled down to her neck, afterwhich he continued to caress her, moving his face to lock her eyes into his own.
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Post by Isurugi Amelia on Jan 8, 2009 22:03:01 GMT -4
All the touching and the kissing was really setting Amelia off towards the edge and she wanted more than anything to jump off of it. But when he whispered softly in her ear and asked what would she have him do, then stared into her eyes, she stopped. Never had anyone asked her that question. She stared back him, her eyes looking into his as if looking for the answer. "I...just want you to love me." She looked at him, for the first time with a genuine look on her face. She pulled back from him and looked away before she started to cry. "I laced your tea with a love potion." She cried even more so then, into her hands to cover her face.
After awhile she regained herself a bit, making sure to wipe her eyes and face. "I didn't mean to deceive you. You'll probably hate me if you weren't under the influence of the potion." She looked towards the ground while she fiddled with the edge of her gown. All the men she's been with never stayed long without the potion, they always leave because of her jealous behavior. But now she had a potion that worked, she realized that even if the guy stayed with her and loved her, it wouldn't be genuine. She felt lonely then, and fell on her side with her head resting on Gin's pillow, curled up in a fetal position. She begin to cry again.
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Post by Kouzetsu Gin on Jan 11, 2009 15:17:26 GMT -4
For all of Gin perception and insight, he could not have perceived what began to transpire. Amelia's sudden break from their once intimate grace left Gin curious as she turned away from him, confessing to the devious act of placing a love potion in his tea, and professing her desire to have him love her. She continued speaking to Gin, unaware that he was not under the influence of the love potion, having negated it's effects with his Law magic by blowing it into the cup, as well as filtering out it's remnants as he metabolized the tea, and he sat up from his bed, as Amelia turned away from him and continued to cry.
"Amelia, please... there is no need for this display. I do not hate you despite what you have done here tonight, your actions were out of lust and curiosity, not out of malice. I must say though, next time you offer me a drink, if you are going to lace my beverage, try to be more clandestine." Gin said with a slight chuckle, placing his hand Amelia waist, caressing her sides and soft stomach. Though he was a Celestial, a rather ridgid and prudent one at that, Gin was well aware of and sympathetic to Fae culture and customs. His time spent with Mei, his close friend and Amelia's sister, had taught him a great deal about them, their need for intamacy notwithstanding.
Tonight though, Gin had come to place that he and Mei never shared, the close personal embrace of romance, as fleeting as it were several moments ago. "Despite being capable of love, we Celestials generally only copulate for the sake of children, and even then it is a sacred act to be carried out within the confides of marriage, lest we fall prey to the temptation of flesh and lose our way."
"I have never been as captivated with one of your kind physically as I have been with you Amelia. Perhaps it was your provocative attitude and promiscuous nature, the fearlessness you exuded in comparison to your sister, whom I am very close to that added to your seductive appeal. It was for these reasons I undid the magic you placed into my tea, so I could maintain my composure, had I not done so we may have been in the troughs of very passionate, and intense coitus as we speak. I am not under the spell of your magic Amelia, but rather under the spell of your personality as it were." Gin said, smiling as his his fell over his face. Grabbing Amelia by the shoulders, he turned her over onto her back to look into her eyes.
"I am the ruler of Heaven, and underneath my jurisdiction falls the responsibility of making sure all of creation works in harmonious unity with itself, as Heaven is the foundation for all of reality as we know. I cannot fall prey to such weakness, which is why things have not gone further than I wanted tonight. I grow more and more captivated by you as the days pass Amelia, but if it is my love you seek, and not a casual carnal adventure, you must be patient. You must show the same restraint as I do as far as matters between you and I go, understanding everything at risk, my kingdom, the relationship between our worlds, your standing with your Aunt Nam'ae. If you can show me that my words are as cherished as I am to you, you will have my love, by my honor." Gin said, a heartfelt smile on his face as he looked into the Fae's tear filled eyes.
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Post by Isurugi Amelia on Jan 11, 2009 23:52:47 GMT -4
Amelia stopped crying a bit so she could listen to Gin's voice. It soothed her a little but she was still upset at what she done and that she couldn't do what she wanted to do very badly. The rubbing helped a little too. But the crying abruptly stopped when he told her that he undid whatever magic that she put in his tea. All this time he wasn't under the influence; everything that was said was true. She wanted to start crying again, however he sort of surprised when he turned her over and stared into her eyes. It was then she felt like she finally found out what love was.
After he was done telling her to be patient for his love so that they wouldn't risk losing anything in the process, she put her hands on his face and stared him in the eyes. She hated following rules and having to do things because she was told to do so, but she wanted him and she didn't want to risk anything. She pulled him close, her lips barely touching his as she kissed him lightly.
"It would be hard for me to restrain myself, this patient business is alien to me. Being a fae, we hardly have rules for our behaviors. Even my aunt knows that I have needs that have to be fulfilled that she rather not see me fulfill, but she knows that it can't be help." She let his face go and placed a hand on his chest as her eyes were fixed on his. "But I'll try anything for you."
She closed her eyes while she placed both of her hands behind her head and her head fell slightly to the side as if she was a sleep. "I'm getting sleepy and i'm too tired to move. You're bed is so comfortable, so I'll lay here." She started to smile. Unlike Gin, she was a Faerie, a very loose and salacious one. It seemed that they were almost the exact opposite of each other at that. A perfect match in her book.
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Post by Kouzetsu Gin on Jan 18, 2009 18:47:00 GMT -4
Gin chuckled, although her attempts to bed him tonight were foiled, she would not leave so easily, part of the tenacity on the of Amelia that he found quite attractive. "I see, I will not force you to go, you may lay here with me tonight if you wish Amelia." Gin said, sitting next to her upright as he began to gently caress the side of her body. "I do think you have exhausted me more here tonight than I have everyone else earlier, I too shall retire." Gin said, moving his loose hair from his face, laying on his back, next to Amelia.
Comfortable in the fact that he'd not lot his composure just as he planned, Gin closed his eyes and fell into a soundless slumber, his breaths and the raising of his chest the only signs of life from his body as he wrapped his arm around Amelia. Gin was a man of virtue, and in time he'd hoped to impart some of these traits to Amelia, if she would be willing to except them.
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