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Post by Elvira, Wandering Cleric on Mar 11, 2024 22:55:33 GMT -5
The stars seemed to burn brighter, the fire seemed cozier, and the glint in Elvira’s eyes seemed to flash more. The celestial inside her danced as she stared into his eyes.
That’s when she leaned in. Close… Closer…
…and their lips made contact.
It was passionate. Her lips danced with his as her hands run up his back, savoring his warmth, savoring the softness of his skin. Her heart raced, her body heated up and she shivered.
As the kiss continues, her hair started to float and glow. The sleeves on her arms ruffle in what seemed to be a wind, though there was none. Her purple swirling markings glowed with a bright light, and her body warmed up. It seemed to provide a calming presence.
When the kiss breaks, she whimpers slightly. Within a second, she pushes him down and plants a second kiss. This one was somehow more passionate, as if she felt she would only have this one chance in life. Despite the seemingly confident kiss, she was terrified. Every bit of her internal dialogue was screaming in fear…
…except for one. The celestial danced along with that one bit of confidence, enhancing it.
Finally, she broke the kiss. As she sat on him, she stared down with stars in her eyes, hair falling down to surround them. It seemed as if they were the only two in the world. “I… wow… Nieven, you… I…”
She stared down to him, breathing heavily and abandoning her sentence.
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Post by Nieven Oakenthorn on Mar 12, 2024 3:02:49 GMT -5
He held her hands with their warmth making his heart race as their gaze became one entranced by each other’s presence. Something about this night felt magical; it felt right as his lips met her, enveloped by the moonlight above them. Their passion melted together as he ran his hands through her hair feeling her arms on his back. Soon she becomes even more majestic than before, an ethereal glow spreading throughout her body. It calmed his nerves and anxiety greatly, Nieven was where he was supposed to be. Their moment of passion is then stopped as he worries he’d done something wrong, had he acted too soon? Was he being too much? All these new and foreign feelings were begging to race through his mind for as much as proclaimed himself Charon’s most wanted by everyone he was not a master of romance. This was the first time he’d kissed anyone well besides his mirror but he doesn’t count that.
He begins to twirl his hair nervously waiting for her to respond or say something before going bright crimson red as she pushes him down and kisses him again. He returned it fully giving himself into the moment returning her passion with his own. There wasn’t some sort of crowd, audience, or people he needed to impress at the moment. The only thing he cared about right now was making a single person content and that was Elvira.
As they stop he can’t help but just be mesmerized by her, his heart feels like it's going to burst out his chest. The sylvan elf can barely even breathe, his ears feeling burning hot as he looks up at her taking a moment to try to get control of the situation, barely able to put words together, “Uhhh yes indeed, I told you this night would be magical my dear”.
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Post by Elvira, Wandering Cleric on Mar 13, 2024 10:55:10 GMT -5
The cleric lays her head down on his chest, listening to both his heart and hers, which was thumping in her ears. She was relaxed, perhaps more than she ever had been. One hand was running through his hair while the other was running up his arm, tracing the veins. “A magical night, indeed. I don’t think I have had better. Do not let this get to your head, though, or I might have to deflate it. Trust me, I will if needed.”
With this, she sits up and begins to pull off her robes, revealing the white blouse and black leggings underneath. After standing up off of him, she begins to tend to the camp, the blush still evident on her face. When she was satisfied, she sat on a hammock and smiled warmly to him. “So, Nieven, are you staying with me tonight? A natural beauty such as yourself shouldn’t be traveling alone~” Her smile grows mischievous as she fires off the flirt. Her left hand pats the hammock next to her.
In truth, she was still scared. Nieven felt… right, however. She felt warm around him. Safe, even. This was enhanced even more by the way that the celestial danced inside of her when he spoke. She could feel the being falling in love itself. Did that mean that she…? No, she couldn’t be falling in love. It was just a kiss!
…so why did she want another?
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Post by Nieven Oakenthorn on Mar 14, 2024 2:33:44 GMT -5
The air of confidence that he was pretending to convey immediately melted at once as Nieven felt her playing with his hair. He was not used to such close displays of affection almost in his entire life so this was an extremely unfamiliar territory. Heat continued to rise from his ears and face and his heart continued to sprint a beat.
The Sylvan elf quickly responds to the moon maiden’s words, “Why of course you’ve never had better after you’d never met me before. Don’t worry dear I am an incredibly humble and modest man after all”.
He takes a moment to digest what just happened as Elvira tends to the camp, “Indeed, What just happened”, Nieven asks himself in his mind. He dusts his clothes off and goes back into his head, “Have I been wooed tonight? Me? The marvelous Nieven Oakenthorn? Nay, it was her that was swept off her feet…yes that must be true..right? So many questions whirled around his head as he sat. What just happened? That was my first kiss, wasn’t it? It hasn’t even been that long of a time but I feel so enamored with her, that’s normal right?”.
Nieven clasps his hands on his cheeks as he thinks, “FOCUS, yes yes so perhaps I was wooed tonight but remember who you are. Sebastian and mother did not raise you to fall to the whims of anyone at the drop of a hat. You are Nieven Castiel Oakenthorn's future best nobleman of Charon you cannot just throw yourself to her so easily. Well..”, he looks over at her for a moment, blushing once more, “Not on the first date at least”.
He’s broken from his inner monologue by Elvira’s sweet words and stands up walking towards her and sits next to her on the hammock taking her hands into his, “As delighted as I’m sure that would make you dear I do have much business to conduct tomorrow meetings, contracts, and other boring yet important things. Don’t think you’ve won all of my attention just yet moon dancer”, he looks into her eyes seriously and his voice becomes softer, “Although I would really like to see you again Elvira Elendil, and continue this again seriously”.
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Post by Elvira, Wandering Cleric on Mar 15, 2024 2:54:55 GMT -5
Elvira seemed disappointed when he said he had to go. It was just as her mother had told her when she was young, “Countless boys will stand by your side, and countless shall leave your side. Grasp not on what they say but what they do, for actions reveal truths words will conceal.”
She cursed herself for forgetting this. Of course her mother was right, she always was. She felt it was a shame, though, because Nieven seemed sweet, she wanted to know more about him. She wanted to be more with him.
The last thought caught her by surprise, but she had no time to decipher its meaning because the Sylvan elf would bring her the good news. He wanted to see her again. In fact he said he would “really like” to see her again! Elvira couldn’t help but bounce slightly with a dumb giddiness that could hardly be contained. She would get another visit with Nieven, another time to crack open the vault that is Nieven’s secrets, desires, and true self.
And that’s when she realized that she had stared at him with a stupid smile for far too long and now needed to speak, lest she risk looking odd… or at least more odd.
“O-Oh, uh… Yeah! Of course, anar-liltiër,1 I would love nothing more than to be graced by your presence once more.”
1: “Sun-dancer”
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Post by Nieven Oakenthorn on Mar 15, 2024 11:29:15 GMT -5
It took Nieven a few moments to translate what Elvira called him in his mind, his elvish wasn’t as perfect as he’d like. However, once he figured out what it meant he couldn’t help but break into a huge grin talking her words into his heart.
He confidently remarked, “Thank you dear for those wondrous words, I am glad to see that you can see and appreciate my obvious greatness. I promise you we’ll see each other again and hopefully pick up where we left off”.
He held her hands for a little more, wanting to cherish the moment for just a little longer before he had to leave. However, it was getting pretty late and the fellow had much to do tomorrow. From spreading the word of his greatness, planning out his domination of the business market, to just generally being his gracious self. Before he got up from the hammock he turned and kissed her on the forehead whispering, “I truly promise you Elvira that we will meet again and that I’m not going to up and vanish”.
After doing so he left the hammock not before giving the lady a proper farewell bowing slightly, “Farewell Elvira Elendil it was more than a pleasure to get to know you and I know that the stars and the moon shine upon your path forward”.
He then waves her goodbye before starting to walk away and he takes one final look at her. Nieven’s heart flutters once more, making him blush as he looks away and forward. He had truly been wooed off his feet like nothing else before.
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Post by Elvira, Wandering Cleric on Mar 18, 2024 1:21:12 GMT -5
Elvira smiles softly as he takes her hands and stares into her eyes. When he leans closer, her heart races and then… it freezes. That sylvan elf gave her a forehead kiss and she all but died on the spot. Her entire body was frozen, not with fear but with a fully enamored heart. Every cell inside of her swooned, causing a darkened complexion from the blush that completely took over her expression. “Nieven… I…”
It didn't matter. They both knew she wouldn’t find what she wanted to say. He seemed to know exactly what he wished to say, though. As he spoke his promises to not disappear, she smiled warmly and nodded her head. Taking his leave, however, she had a sad, yet hopeful, expression in her eye.
Once he was finally gone, she laid down in the hammock. It took forever to sleep, thoughts of many kinda rushed through her head.
Who exactly was he? Why did he take so kindly to her? Why was she doing these things? What is going on with that celestial inside of her?
None of this was helped by that smell - the smell of saffron and roses - now covering her clothes. She couldn’t help but to smile as she took a breath in, relaxing herself enough to finally, thankfully, put her to sleep.
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