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] Date Posted: 19:51:59 02/01/07 Thu In reply to: Crux, Rashne, Lucielle, Connor 's message, "The Supernatural Mega-Post" on 19:36:13 02/01/07 Thu It was about this time that Lucielle, having shifted into his black-haired small-in-stature human form came into the bathing areas from the hallway, looking a bit sheepish as she approached his brothers. He knew that he wasn't always a part of their games, but at times he felt left out because of it. Yet know, he had something else to worry over. Gently he ushered his feeling of discomfort and confusion to them. He wasn't certain what to do with the human to preven tit from dying on him. Crux pulled his clothes on without a second thought to the bloodied pieces of cloth, eyes ot yet meeting Luc's even as his brother's thoughts came to him. He glanced over at Rashne shortly before righting himself and walking towards Lucielle. The little one reached out and took Crux's unoffered hand from him, and the pair waited for Rashne to catch-up. Crux's mind was made-up on what it was that they were going to do, and he fully expected that Rashne would comply. It was only fair to give the youngest his own toy, something to help him grow a little one as Rashne had put it. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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Author: Rashne [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:08:53 02/01/07 Thu Sighing at Crux’s plans for what to do, Rashne felt little happiness for the little one; in fact, he was a bit jealous. Pushing that aside into the dark corners of his mind (for he didn’t want to make either mad at him over something that trivial), the male caught up with both of them and slung an arm over one of their shoulders. Giving Crux’s a squeeze and leaning over to kiss Lucielle’s forehead, it felt good, being a member of this family. His family. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux, Lucielle [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:09:59 02/02/07 Fri Lucielle simply smiled back at Rashne, blissfully ignorant of any ill-feelings that he might have been hiding. Warmth swelled up in him as Rashne kissed his forehead, his smile brightening all the more. His largest fears, of his brothers not accepting Connor or disliking his choice, were quickly dissipating. "He's in our bed now," and he sent the picture of where and how he had left Connor to the pair, using it as support for what he had said. Though perhaps not as ignorant of Rashne's true perceptions as Lucielle, if one wanted to hide something from the others it was at times almost too easy. Crux noted the fleeting jealousy, but determined it was more for Luc's interrupting and cutting short their fun. He returned the squeezed hand, leaning over after Rashne had righted himself from kissing Lucielle on the forehead to press a small, encouraging one of his own onto Rashne's cheek. "Perhaps he should be conscious before we try to clean him up too much?" He didn't want to drown Luc's toy, and at the same time he wasn't entirely sure what to do either. Caring for that which wasn't of his own flesh and blood - like Rashne and Lucielle - was not something he had ever really bothered with. He let his own thoughts of doubt filter through exclusively to Rashne, hoping the other would have a better idea of what to do. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:51:52 02/02/07 Fri Rashne murmured soft agreement in response to Crux's suggestion. He leaned into the kiss and his mind raced. It would be better to clean everyone up; it wouldn't do to try and fix the chewy-toy up with said-toy's blood and guts splattered all over their clothes. He sent Crux a "I told you we needed clean clothes" thought along with his plan. To Lucielle, there were only comforting vibes. Rashne was just that talented. He flicked random flecks of dried blood off his clothes and aired out his wet hair with one hand, shrugging. "It might be better if he were unconcious so he doesn't go into shock. We did tear him up; it'd be best if he didn't associate his blood with us." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux, Lucielle [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:00:49 02/02/07 Fri A smile dragged up the corners of his mouth when Rashne pushed into his small kiss, hoping that the slight sign of affection towards his brother would help to lighten any jealousy he might have had for their attention shifting onto Lucielle and his toy. It was for the benefit of the younger one, and it wasn't for Rashne to be upset over. In the long run, it would benefit them all of course. As Rashne suggested to go ahead and clean up the human, the eldest nodded slowly in agreement. If that was what should be done, then there was no reason not to do so. "Luc, why don't you go fetch all of us a change of clean clothes, towels, bandages, and some soap. And make sure that you get something that your pet can wear, too." He patted the youngest on the head, effectively sending him off as he mentally let Rashne know they'd go ahead and move the human into here. Lucielle waited patiently beside his brother as the two seemed to think things over before Rashne spoke. He agreed with a small noise, and then listened attentively to Crux's directions. Once dismissed with something to get done, he scampered off down the hallway rather eagerly. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:09:23 02/02/07 Fri Rashne sighed when Lucielle disappeared down the hallway. In a whisper, he spoke. "I'm sorry. I just don't know what's going to happen to us if someone new comes in." The middle male opened his mind to the older male and the hurt and sorrow came spilling out. There was a true fear in him that the three of them would be split up, a major concern. Swallowing the thick lump in his throat, Rashne's eyes started to overflow before he swatted at them with his hand, effectively saving face. Men don't cry. Hellhounds most definitely do not cry. "I'm alright," he said before Crux could say anything. Once again composed and "normal", the shifter felt somewhat lighter for having shared his burden. It was damn hard to try and keep all that stuff bottled up, you know. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:30:19 02/02/07 Fri He hadn't seen Rashne's breakdown coming like this, and was almost taken aback by it. Even as Rashne was recomposing himself and telling Crux that he was alright, the older shifter was moving closer and wrapping his arms around him. If he wasn't resisted, he pulled the younger one to him and kissed his head reassuringly. Pressing his head into Rashne's hair, he held him close as he spoke through their minds. "This will make us closer, and stronger. It will give Lucielle someone to grow up on, and something to do when we're busy." He kissed the top of Rashne's head, deciding to continue holding him until he was sure the other was alright. There were advantages to knowing each other so well that excelled far beyond the simplicity of the arena fights. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:17:43 02/02/07 Fri His composure held for just another minute before Rashne gave a small sniffle. Wrapping his arms around Crux's back, he pressed his face against the taller male's chest. It felt nice to be protected for once, assured that everything would be fine. He wanted very badly to say 'thank you', but that just didn't seem to cut it. 'Thank you very much' didn't sound any better. Instead, Rashne did the only thing that was, in his mind, the equivalent to it; he opened his mind fully and wholly to Crux. Leaning his head forward, Rashne relaxed and his arms fell away from Crux's body. "I'm better," he said, aloud. There was no need to, however. There was a fully-blown open connection between the two of them; not just blown-open, but blown up with an overkill of TNT. My, how eloquent. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:20:39 02/02/07 Fri Crux continued to hold Rashne through his little episode, whispering as much as he could of soothing phrases towards the other. His mind folded at first under the intimate relationship that Rashne offered him, and then his own opened entirely for the other - though without the fireworks. He gave Rashne a squeeze with his own arms, nuzzling his hair with his face even more. No, his brother didn't need to say anything at all now for Crux to know. There wasn't any need to pass anything across to the other now - they would just know. Know to an extent that they had almost had, but never quite. There weren't any secrets now, no room for them. Their minds were, though able to act separately, the same. "You don't ever need to worry, Rashne. Our family is always going to be together." He kissed his brother's head again, sighing lightly. And it wasn't a lie - it was something that Crux believed, knew, with all his heart and soul. At least, with all that he had. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:35:00 02/02/07 Fri Rashne stood, silently, enjoying the feel of being the same, but different, person in two bodies. Although slightly unnerving, it was comforting to think that his other half, the one he'd spent the entirety of his existence with, was here. It just felt right. Fearing that he would end the moment too soon, Rashne felt the thought slide away from him and into the being next to him. Okay, it was slightly more than unnerving; this was weird. Moving to link his arm with Crux's, the double sensation tickled his body. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:53:36 02/02/07 Fri Slowly, he released Rashne. It was a little strange, feeling for more than one person, but Crux figured that it was just something else to get used to. And that one day, it would be three people that they would be feeling for. Despite these emotions, they did have something they needed to do. "We need to get that human moved in here. Best to have him stripped and in the water before Lucielle gets back." He kept his mouth shut, but the thoughts still came across. He didn't want Lucielle to be upset if they were too late, or if the human cried out. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:58:48 02/02/07 Fri Rashne made a face somewhere between aprehension and worry. Still, he made his way for the main cavern. Looking down at his clothes, he saw that they were in decent condition; not enough blood to stand out, and clean as to not appear dusty. It still made him nervous that there were going to be keeping the human they had nearly just slaughtered. It wasn't their job to take care of all the strays, but somehow, it had ended up to be theirs. "Think he'll recognize our faces? It'd be much easier if he didn't." The fact was that if the male did realize who they were, he might panic and hurt himself even more. But, how had Lucielle gotten him down here in the first place? Good question. He'd carried him without having the kid throw a fit. So, was there trust on the human's part, and, if so, did that trust extend to Crux and himself? Time to find out. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:13:07 02/02/07 Fri Crux murmured lightly in agreement, his thoughts muddled. For this human to stay with them, he would have to trust them all - not just Lucielle. So then, this would certainly be his trial by fire with them wearing his blood. Crux doubted that a human's sense of smell would be nearly good enough to pick up his own blood, but maybe he wouldn't be but so dense. If he resisted, well... they would do what they could for their little brother, to protect him. He followed after Rashne, intent though slightly grim. There was the large possiblity of things going very wrong. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne, Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:19:52 02/02/07 Fri Rashne felt Crux's presence behind him, a residue of the weird connection they'd just had. He felt chills up and down his spine, unsure about whether what they were about to do was for the good of Lucielle or the human. Stepping close to the mound of pillows, where the too-bright blood spilled, Rashne knelt down so that he could see into the human's face. Connor had been in a half-dreaming state when he saw a face loom before him. At first, he thought it was Lucielle, coming back with things to help because the face looked so much like him. But, after a moment's scrutiny, he flinched back a little, knowing exactly who was in front of him. Swallowing past the block in his throat, which had suddenly gone dry, Connor remembered what Lu had told him: he and his brothers were just following orders, nothing more. They were safe now. Probably. Although he didn't move away from the pair of brothers, Connor made no movement to advance forward to seek their help. He just sat and whimpered. It was the most he could do at the moment. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:24:28 02/02/07 Fri He followed after his brother's example, squatting down near the edge of the bowl of their bed and looking down on the human. He was closer to the shoulder than the front, and for a moment just stared. This thing, beaten and bloody and broken, was so very pitiful. If this was what Lucielle had seen in the pits once their duty had dissipated the cloud before their eyes, then perhaps it was easier to see why he had decided that it was this human and this time. "What's your name, human?" He reached out as he spoke aloud, gently touching the other's shoulder if he didn't flinch away. Unconsciously, a hand slipped out to entwine with Rashne's in the same instant. Crux wasn't sure how to go about coaxing this human to stop its mewling, yet Lucielle's feelings for him were starting to interfere with his own standard thoughts - they were so strong so quickly. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne, Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:35:40 02/02/07 Fri Rashne moved to glance his fingers over the wounds at the same instant that Crux moved. He expected a whimper or a whine, maybe even some thrashing, but all Rashne got as a reaction was a slight shiver and the human turning away from them (at least, as far as he could manage). It hurt him to watch the wounds gap open and closed as the human male moved about. "Stop moving around," he said, purposely waiting an instant until after Crux had asked his question. Connor clenched his teeth, scared to death that they were going to go again Lucielle's word and kill him. Afterall, they did seem to be older and in charge. "Connor, sir." The response came weak and breathy. At the command to stop moving, the human did just that; his body seemed to give up its fight and relaxed into the pillows. He was falling into the only role he knew: that of a slave. Rashne moved his hand slowly down Connor's side, inspecting various wounds and scratches. All the while, he cooed and sighed, telling the human that Lucielle was on his way back, that they were just here to help clean him up a little before he returned. Rashne sent instructions through the fast-fading link to Crux. "Just keep talking to him. Soothe him. Think of him as an exhausted wounded animal." With that, Rashne felt the connection break and their old link was reestablished. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:49:50 02/02/07 Fri Separate, yet not, for they'd never really be apart no matter what happened to them. It would always be there, the extra presence of his two brothers on the periphereal of his knowing. A strange comfort that he'd be lost without. His nerves settled as Connor seemed to finally understand that they weren't here to hurt him. He had recognized them, somehow, without their canine form. That in itself was a gift to connect them, but Crux wasn't willing to give him that much of a compliment. He certainly very easily could have guessed it. He nodded slowly at the mention of the human's name, though his real attention was on Rashne's words. He let his younger brother do all the looking over the wounds. Healing was not something he could do very well at all unless it was his own body. "I am not 'sir', Connor. It's Crux," he paused then, straying a thought to Rashne. "But not brother. Not yet." "Tell us about yourself while we get you moved to the baths." Distraction. Crux knew that that worked - sometimes. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne, Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:03:31 02/03/07 Sat Connor almost said 'Yes, sir' in reply to the male's command, but he stopped himself. Barely. "Baths?" he squeaked, but coughed a little, causing a line of sharp pain to run down his side. He got a stern frown from Rashne, so decided to follow his instructions and not protest. "Yesterday, I angered the Master. I'm not too sure what I did to make him blow up on me, but apparently, it was that bad. He sent me down here to be punished." From there, Connor wasn't all too sure what had happened. Well, obviously, he'd been beaten and shredded to ribbons, but then Lucielle had promised to help him. He shrugged and coughed again, making his lungs swell with air and thus causing his wounds to gap open even more. Rashne continued to frown, not at the human's wounds, but at his wounds. No, the trio hadn't meant to kill, and it was anything but their responsibility to take care of their victims afterwards, but they had never really inspected their handiwork up close. The cuts weren't that deep, but their ran in long lines, nearly perpendicular to the male's ribs. The remains of his shirt had soaked up the blood, and there were bits of ripped cloth in the wounds, but otherwise, everything was a clean cut. Rashne grimly smiled, thankful that they hadn't decided to skin him. He would have had a harder time stitching him back up. Plus, Lu would have had a rag doll for a pet, rather than a human. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:10:24 02/03/07 Sat Crux kept his hand on Connor's shoulder as the male spoke, watching both his brother and the human alternately as Rashne examined the wounds. Once Rashne seemed to be done with his judgements on the human's condition, Crux spoke up. "Yes, baths. That's how we're going to get you clean." He moved his other arm now, placing it on Connor's opposite shoulder as he slid into the pillows behind him. "Keep your mouth shut, even if it hurts." And Crux didn't give the other time to respond, quickly moving to pulled him into his strong arms. Long before he had made this move, he'd told Rashne about it, and to distract Lucielle's good hearing with a request to bring in a plate of food for them all. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne, Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:24:11 02/03/07 Sat Swallowing the near scream that threatened to surface, Connor gave a rough grunt, instead. He tried to relax in the embrace of the male, but the sharp tugs at his stomach almost made him throw up. If they were going to help him, then he'd help them help him. Rashne released Crux's hand to give him more support for Connor's body. Unsure of what to do with himself, he spoke to Connor now. "I'm going to have to stitch you up afterwards. The cloth in the wounds might take some soaking to get out, so I'll leave you with Crux to wash up, and I'll prepare everything." He smoothed a hand over Connor's hair, which was speckled with dried blood. Smiling at Crux and giving him strict instructions about what to do, he turned and headed in the direction that Lu had taken. If he could delay his younger brother some more, than all the better. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:40:02 02/03/07 Sat Crux remained squatting a bit longer, leaning forward to nuzzle Connor's neck a bit to thank him for obeying before he stood. He stepped out of the bed, pausing and waiting for Rashne's final thoughts before he began to slowly walk off. He chattered a bit to his brother as he went through the mind, mentioning that maybe he could get Lucielle to clean up their bedding for them before he came to check in on the human. That would be best. And he could clean the baths afterwards too, while Crux worked to hold Connor still as Rashne sewed. That would be... difficult, to say the least. "The baths are fed by a natural hot spring, and Luc is getting you some clean clothes to change into afterwards." He tried for some small talk as he stepped into the baths cave area, moving towards the rim with the seating, where he and Rashne had just had their fun earlier. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:52:17 02/03/07 Sat The human stiffened a little as Crux rose. It was unnerving to have the thing that had just carved him up like a turkey, nuzzling at his neck. But, he didn't complain. Being a carved turkey wasn't fun. The steam hit him full in the face as they entered the smaller cavern. It was hot, and it made the wounds sting. His stomach rolled again, forcing Connor to give a little moan of helplessness. It wasn't his fault that he felt sick, but it wouldn't do to vomit all over Crux. He just might go berserk and try and kill him again. Not something Connor wanted. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:03:46 02/03/07 Sat He nuzzled at Connor again, noting the way that he reacted and especially the vocalization. "Just trust us. We're going to look after you for Lucielle." Gently, he set the other down on the side of the rim of the pool so that his feet hung over dry ground as opposed to in the water. Crux didn't remove his hands from Connor's shoulders, wanting to make sure that the other wasn't going to fall. He was certainly worried about drowning the human by accident, which he let slip to Rashne. He knew just to not let the human out of his arms and he'd be fine, but it still worried him and he just couldn't help sharing it with his brother. "We've got to strip you for this, and I need to as well. Are you alright if I let you go here?" He leaned forward again to nuzzle at Connor's neck - this was almost infectious with the way he kept doing it. Certainly Lucielle's feelings were strong for the human. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne, Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:11:18 02/03/07 Sat Rashne responded to the worry with a laugh that he wuickly bit back. Apologizing, the middle brother warned Crux not to fall too quickly for Connor, lest he be forced to kill him off due to jealousy. Connor, who had no idea about the exchange, qiuckly looked back at Crux, just to make sure that he was serious. It made him curl over his torso, arms gripping his sides, but he nodded. "I can manage to sit up for a while." That was, if he didn't get surprised by the rising level of intamacy. But, the three brothers were shifters, who were concentrated around the sense of feeling, and brothers to boot. Connor blinked and repeated the last thought in his mind. Brothers. Ewww... [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:23:12 02/03/07 Sat Crux sent Rashne the mental imge of him pushing the other into the baths in response to the laughter and the comment about Connor. There was a hint of his own jealousy in the emotions surrounding it to boot. Connor belongs to Lucielle, brother. Oh dear. Crux's 'serious' word for Rashne when used in that tone. He was not happy at all with what it was that Rashne was implying. He let his attention slip back to the human, sighing slightly as he watched him double over. Slowly he released his grip on the boy's shoulders, quickly pulling his shirt over his head and dropping it off to the side. His pants and boxers followed suit, and within a small amount of time he was in the water behind Connor, reaching out to him gently. "Lean back on me, slowly. Can you help me get your clothes off now?" One hand was on the edge of Connor's shirt, tugging up lightly. The ohter was at his waist, over the clasp in his belt. Crux wasn't fazed by that area of the body at all, letting his hand just sit there as he waited for Connor's response. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:39:53 02/03/07 Sat Rashne giggled a little and opened the connection between them a little more. Kissing the open palm of his right hand, the middle child apologized. "You know I didn't mean it like that, Crux," he pleaded. He felt his hands over Connor's body and raised an eyebrow for his brother, but didn't say a word. Connor swallowed past the thick lump in his throat. He had sat up by the time Crux was in the pool. Obeying the command, Connor tensed, unsure about how he was supposed to respond to the close contact. Taking it in stride though, the human ignored and intimacy and coughed again, expanding his sides and causing some more pain. "I can try and help." He lifted his arms above his head and attempted to tug the remains of the cloth up and over. He only got so far as pulling it away from his ribs. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:42:11 02/04/07 Sun A small growl coiled itself through Crux's thoughts, directed towards Rashne's action and lack of words. His brother knew full well what it was that he was doing, and that it had nothig to do with what he wanted to think it did. Despite Rashne's small attempt at an apology, Crux ignored him and narrowed what it was that his brother could pick-up from him through their link. There was a time to be serious and a time for games - and now was the latter and not the former. The hound was not pleased with his brother, and that seemed to spill over onto his physical features towards Connor. It was difficult at times to try and balance his two brothers with whatever it was that he was actually supposed to be doing. He tugged the shirt off of Connor without saying anything, keeping their contact close to prevent the human from toppling into the pool. With the tattered rag tossed aside, his other hand joined the one resting near the waistband. Immediately he involved himself in undoing Connor's pants, still silent and ignorant of any uncertainties or hesitation that the poor boy might have over the concept of a bath with who had just earlier tried to kill him. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Rashne, Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:11:00 02/04/07 Sun Rashne frowned. He felt left out, something he never liked. Whining aloud, Rashne didn't push into his brother's mind; that was rude. He did prod it a little harder than normal, though, telling him to be careful of the human, that if he drowned or got hurt even more, Lu would blame the person who was last with him. Connor whimpered a little, but remembered the command not to open his lips because of the pain. The cloth pulled out of his skin, basically inside of his body, hurt like hell. The hand that slid down to his waist made him a little more nervous than it would have if his brain hadn't connected the three men as brothers who were... Connor pushed the thought roughly from his mind. He could be wrong in assuming things, but the human doubted that. He tried to reset his feet on the bottom of the natural hotspring, but slipped and ended up falling back against Crux. Blushing furiously, Connor flinched at the sudden movement causing pain in his body. But, the thing that occupied his mind more was just how close Crux was, and just how naked both of them were. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:11:48 02/07/07 Wed Whether his brother felt left out or included was something that Crux didn't care about at the moment. Rashne's harsh insistance, playing off of Crux's own worries, didn't help him one bit however. He stopped in his movements, taking a better and more careful look at the poor human who he had probably been traumatizing without realizing. He sighed, moving the top hand about Connor's pant's front to his waist to help support him better. Gently, Crux nuzzled the side of Connor's neck, whispering small words fo encouragement as if he was speaking to Lucielle or Rashne. "It's alright now, don't hurt yourself." He sighed through his nose lightly, the air grazing against the human's neck. On the upbreath, he noted that Connor smelled of Lucielle and sand and blood and fear. The second hand on Connor's waist finished undoing the zipper and buttons, and began to peel the fabric down and away as easily as he could. "We don't want you making Lucielle upset," Crux sighed, "Our little brother has quite the fondness for you already." Certainly it was something that was apparent for Rashne and Crux, but he wasn't too sure if the human had figured it out yet. "I know this hurts, but if your wounds aren't cleaned out of the sand and fabric, then they'll get infected and you'll probably die. I'm not going to let that happen." In the process of trying to untangle Connor from his pants, Crux had pulled the human closer to him and was partially bent over him at an odd angle that to some might have made what he was saying a little... intangible.. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:23:35 02/07/07 Wed Connor didn't so much pay attention to the words as their tone; it was soft, but commanding at the same time. The human wasn't exactly one to be spacing out when he thought his life was in danger, but this was most definitely one of those times. His mind raced to the feel of warm smooth flesh at his back, the hands caressing his waist, pulling off his pants...Dammit, no! This wasn't what he was supposed to be feeling. Connor's breath came harshly now, the little voice inside his head saying that the man behind him had just nearly gutted him. His body responded for him and he gave a deep shuddering sigh, leaning back against Crux more comfortably, Connor figured that if the other was going through this much trouble to keep him alive, he might as well help him by keeping himself alive. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Crux [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:07:20 02/07/07 Wed Crux ignored the heat that was rising off of the human, knowing full well its source and trying his best to not get caught up in it as well. It wasn't his place to take Connor as his own - he was Lu's pet and certainly not something that he should be playing with at all. And Crux, thankfully, had more restraint than either of his two brothers or Connor. Despite his own reassurances and knowledge of what was and what wasn't, Crux couldn't help but be tempted. Bent over Connor like this with his hands yanking down the remainder of frabric, Crux's nose was almost right up against the wounds. Without even realizing what he was doing, Crux's tongue had slipped out to lap at the blood dripping from one even as his hands worked. It was a gentle action, affectionate even, lacking any hunger or violence towards Connor. but could the poor human see that reflected just through Crux's tongue? Well, it was the strongest single muscle in the human body... (did that help any? we think not) [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Connor [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:38:56 02/08/07 Thu Connor didn't breath for what felt like hours. He tried to take deep, even breaths, eyes gone wide with either terror or surprise. The male's back stiffened, as if frozen in place. He locked his arms by his side, deciding that if he was to shove the shifter off of him, the human would definitely be overpowered. "Cr-Crux?" Wasn't this all to help him? Maybe the guy had some miracle spit or something, like vampires? Probably not. The human male inhaled deeply through his nose, picking up the musky scent of Crux even with his pathetic human senses. It calmed him a little, if only because it reminded him of Lucielle. His eyes slid shut, picturing Lucielle here, instead of Crux. That would have been a much happier picture. But, he wasn't so sure if Lucielle would have licked his wounds, also. That truly was the question. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |