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Tweak says, "Enter the gift exchange!"

etnominepatri (etnominepatri) wrote in thykingdomcome,
@ 2009-11-28 15:21:00

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anne boleyn

Who: Everyone in the Kingdom
When: Saturday November 28
Where: The Court
What: A Ball for everyone
Rating: Not for kids, thank you your majesty.
Open/Closed: Open

Connor leaned against the wall, watching to see who else would be coming to this. He was told that this was a chance to meet everyone else who had either arrived here or had lived here. Perhaps he'd even get to finally meet the king. He had some things he wanted to talk to him about. Like first of all, when would he be going home. That was one of the most important items on Connor's mind, he and his family had things to do and he couldn't be bothered sitting around and waiting to get sent back home. Sighing he rubbed the tattoo on his finger, a nervous habit he'd started recently.

Though maybe he would attempt to enjoy the night, save business for later. Now he just wanted a drink.

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thy_king
2009-12-02 04:44 pm UTC (link)

Now that his frenzy was slowly dissipating, he relished the warmth of Charles' hand on his back, the possessiveness of his touch only more. The lycan's lips against his ear, his soft breath tickling his skin, felt like honey.

"We sure make beautiful music together, my love." He ran his hand down Charles' spine slowly, savouring him through his finger tips, feeling a soft groan escape his mate's lips. "And they say you lycans don't have a refined ear!" Unable to hold back a grin, he leaned in to kiss Charles' shoulder, then his cheek, "Lies."

He lifted his hands and placed them on Charles’ chest, his fingers sliding into the forest of curls that covered it. He scraped his nails across the two nipples that peaked out of the thick pelt. Gently slipping out of him, he moved his hands lower, teasing one finger in and out of Charles’ navel. "I haven't forgotten, you know," he whispered, referring to his partner's request, one hand vacating it's grip on Charles’ hip and moving for a few, long seconds to cover the hardness that waited patiently below.

"I missed you coming home," Henry whispered hoarsely. Rolling off Charles onto the bed, he stretched there luxuriously, his muscular calves spread apart, one hand caressing the lycan’s flanks.

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thy_duke
2009-12-03 05:15 am UTC (link)

Charles smiled as Henry moved his hand in between his thighs. He closed his eyes whined as Henry ran his fingers over his arousal.

"Oh Henry," he whispered, "you don't know what your touch does to me."

Moments later Henry rolled over to the side and continued to touch him. Charles took Henry's free hand into his own and squeezed it gently.

He then brought his lips to Henry's moaning gently against them.

"Maybe next time," Charles whispered against Henry's lips between pants, "when I turn into a wolf, I'll stay here and keep your feet warm like you love."

OOC: I hope you know I wrote Henry's name over Charles' a bunch of times gotta get used to the fact we switched LOL!

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	thy_king 2009-12-03 02:18 pm UTC (link)
	He pulled his hand out of his grasp and turned his face away. "Why? It doesn't seem as if you missed me, Charles." He said aloud, adding in his thoughts, "I feel no passion behind your kiss, no lust in your eyes, no craving in your body for me. The irony is that I'm the one who's supposed to be resembling the living corpse, yet it is you who lay there cold." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thy_duke
2009-12-03 06:44 pm UTC (link)

It is the disadvantage of the self restraint, poor Henry would be self conscious that Charles didn't love him. He couldn't help it Henry seemed to be well more than satisfied on top and being a lycan one move that was agressive he could be in a uncontrollable wild state.

Without warning Charles got up and pounced to Henry's side of the bed.

"My dear Harry," He said sitting between the vampire's legs, "why you seemed to enjoy having your way with me." He then wrapped the vampire's cold legs around him. "If I were to start kissing you eventually the lycan side would take over."

He then placed a finger inside the King's entrance before kissing him deeply forcing his mouth open with his tongue.

"And I hate to ruin your satisfaction," He whispered against his lips.

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thy_king
2009-12-04 04:28 am UTC (link)

Henry liked, nay, reveled in feeling his husband's weight on top of him. It felt so right, and terribly satisfying, and he immediately let his cold slender fingers play down Charles' back, tracing the delicate contours of his spine and the hard muscles that surrounded it. "What makes you think, my sweet pet, that I wouldn't want your wild side to take over," he smirked, staring up at him. "If I didn't enjoy being ravaged, I wouldn't have married a lycan."

He couldn't stop looking at him, he was more than beautiful. Charles was literally taking his breath away. Mesmerized, Henry ran his hands over his partner's chest and stomach, taking in the feel of him beneath his hands, the heat of him. "You can't hurt me, Charles," he whispered to him, "You can never hurt me."

A shudder of pleasure escaped him when he felt his lover's hardness pressing up against his own. He simply missed the feel of Charles inside him. "You know, I quite enjoy you being rough with me." He smiled, feeling his love's finger glide into him and looked at Charles, with eyes clouded with need and desire. "I took my pleasure in possessing you, now it is your turn." The last few words left his lips in a moan, as he drew Charles down to him. He kissed him back eagerly, sucking and nipping at his tongue as he tilted his head to Charles and opened wider, wanting more, begging for more.

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thy_duke
2009-12-04 11:30 pm UTC (link)

As Charles entered another finger into his beloved majesty he placed a few kisses on his throat hoping to elicit a whine. He then moved his mouth to the side of his neck. Gently nibbling on the skin.

"If only I can ravish your neck the way you do to me," Charles whispered into the skin of Henry's neck, "that way you could experience the pleasure equally as I do."

He added a thrid finger into him and then placed a trail of tiny kisses down Henry's cold torso. Moaning as the cold skin touched his lips. He loved to tease Henry to the point where he was begging for more. When he felt Henry was stretched far enough.

"Should I go ahead," Charles mumbled against Henry's inner thigh pausing to place a set of tiny torturous kisses on the upper most part of his thigh by his member, "or should I make you beg for it."

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thy_king
2009-12-07 03:27 pm UTC (link)

Henry couldn’t hold back the groan at the fingers entering his body and arched back into his lover's hand, raising his hips in a silent invitation. And as he felt the tips curl slightly enough to rub against that sweet spot inside of him, a loud guttural sound left his lips. His own hands gripping Charles fiercely, sharp crystal-like nails leaving crescents in the lycan's shoulders.

Charles' scorching hot kisses on his skin did nothing to appease the king's hunger, only made him desire his husband more but his own nature screamed to make damn sure that Charles remembered that even if he now was in this vulnerable position he was no submissive.

"You think you can make me beg?" Henry half-panted, his lips twitching in a soft sneer, as he wrapped one arm around Charles' neck, his eyes locked onto his, glinting with a sparkle of lust but also of something much more constant and deeper. He pulled himself towards Charles and bucked his hips more furiously, his mind set on driving him wild, on taunting his inner beast to come out and play.

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thy_duke
2009-12-08 09:46 pm UTC (link)

Charles slowly ran his fingers and lightly over Henry's arousal as he continued to stretch him further in a scissoring motion. He smirked as Henry's face twisted in pleasure.

"You have begged before," Charles whispered in his thighs, "Remember when I tried tying you up execpt you litterally ripped the binds."

Henry then sneered and bucked his hips up. To him that was a sign he was ready. Charles liked his lips at the sight. And felt the heat running to his groin.

"Someone's inpatient," Charles said as he removed his fingers from inside of Henry, "but so am I."

Charles then took Henry's ankles and placed them on his shoulders and then entered him swiftly. Making an animalistic growl on contact.

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thy_king
2009-12-10 02:46 am UTC (link)

The sound of Charles' hips slamming into his marble-like flesh, followed by the lycan's low growl was the most beautiful sound Henry ever heard. He didn’t give any objections when Charles unhooked his legs from around his waist and placed his ankles on his tanned sturdy shoulders. "There are many ways to beg, my sweet Charles," he whispered to him huskily, arching into the feeling of being filled. "Can you hear the very core of my body plead for your touch? your love?"

The smell of sweat and musk overwhelmed his senses, and he resisted the urge to bare his fangs again at the lycan. He turned his gaze to Charles' face and saw the look of joy and love there.

As Charles made love to him, Henry touched his partner everywhere he could reach. He moved his hand to where Charles's hardness was plunging into him, he ran his hands over Charles' torso, played with the curls on his chest. And when Charles hit that hot spot inside him, it felt like he was going to explode and then melt into a thousand pieces.

Even on the brink of need and lust, Henry didn’t want any more blood spilled, but the wild hunger thrumming through his blood was making him crazy. The air in the king's lungs escaped making small grunting noises as he bucked forward to meet his husband's thrusts hungrily.

"I missed you inside me," his words came out slowly in between his moans of pleasure. "I just needed all of you and now I know you are truly home."

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thy_duke
2009-12-10 05:58 am UTC (link)

"Oh I love it when you show your fangs," Charles moaned as he watched Henry resist the urge to show his fangs.

Charles thrust harder as Henry's hands touched his body. He took Henry's hand into his own lacing his fingers together with his forming a lover's knot.

"Either you within me," Charles' moaned, "or me within you as long as our bodies are together as one I feel home."

He then moved his lips to the center of the King's chest placing tiny kisses once again to the cold skin. Hearing Henry moan was like hearing the angels sing.

"My way home Henry," he whispered against his chest, "is through you sweet one."

Thrusting in deeper into Henry, hitting his sweet spot, the duke felt himself at the point of climaxing.

"Moan for me," Charles said running his fingers over Henry's hardness.

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thy_king
2009-12-17 02:08 pm UTC (link)

Charles' ministrations and his perfectly angled thrusts were rewarded by Henry’s grip tightening, a keening sound erupting from his throat. Henry did more than moan for him. He screamed, his face flushing from his lover's words, writhing under the other, pushing back harder onto him. "Ohh Chaaarles!"

His heels ground into Charles' back as his legs tightened around his husband's waist, his nails dug into Charles' shoulders, carving deep red furrows.He hadn't been this raw in a while. His hips took up a wild rhythm, thrusting into Charles' hand. Things were snapping free inside and unwinding in hard pulses. His inner walls clenched, with strength only the undead possess, around the lycan's arousal. He closed his eyes briefly at the sensation, then slanting a glance toward Charles again. "Come with me, love," Henry had pulled his head up, holding onto his husband. "Together"

He licked his lips slowly, then left them parted as if ready for kissing. Reaching out with both hands, he pulled down Charles' head so that he could lick the puncture wounds.

Fast. Hard. Fangs came down and sunk in again, deep and hard. Henry's universe reduced itself to desperate points of pleasure. Charles slamming into him hard, in just the right way. His own hips, bucking, desperate to get more friction on his throbbing arousal. Hot blood swelling into his mouth. "It's a good thing we have the forever," Henry growled into his beloved lycan's throat, "for I can never get enough of you."

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