The Exiled

[moirepayne]

Her thumb moved over the vein in his wrist softly... how close he had come to death.. for her.. because of her.. her heart indeed wept for joy to see him up and about, the blush of life in his cheek.. even if it was because he had been out in the cold.. " You'll catch your death out in this miserable weather.. " she moved, his hands still in hers toward the fire.. chafing his hands between her own to warm them.. one of the small signs that she showed of her affection.. she was not the kind who public ally displayed many things.. really who showed much emotion at all . Her lips pursed in displeasure as she gazed at him with eyes that seemed to glow and unholy green.. " What progress..?" her brow raised at the idea that this townhouse would not be their prison much longer.. she hated city life.. preferred to live outside where the dregs of humanity were less invasive on her territory.. where she could
control the ebb and flow of who came and went.. even now on the street below strangers teamed like cokeroaches. Paranoia was a side effect of having your ex husband out to hunt you to extinction.. It was hard for her... going from ruling class to having to bend to a common way of existence.. but it was worth it.. for Him.. for Lucian..

"We need me to get my strength back as soon as possible, you know that." She so loved to scold him for being stubborn, but who could blame him? His body trembled from the cold, and he had no qualms in being taken to the fire to warm up. All his traveling did tire him so, and being at the hearth with his beloved was the icing on the cake for this day. Lucian took a seat in the chair by the hearth, this chair he'd grown to love and hate. Upon his lap was Moire, who was going to be the very thing that made this perfect day even moreso."There is an old estate a short distance from the city. The man that owns it is without an heir, and seeking to sell it at a high price so he can spend his final days living wealthy. I setup a date for you to see the man. I'd go myself, but I'm not good at these things...and I'm still feeling so horrible...." A few fake coughs to play out the scene. He was healthy enough to make the trip, but he hated handling those kinds of transactions. This was a job perfectly suited for
Moire, and it'd give her a chance to get out of the city anyway.

" what kind of Estate.. is it in good repair.." her interest was piqued as he pulled her into his lap, the dark red velvet of her dress pooling about him like a blanket, if it were not her body flaming his warmth then surely the heavy fabric would chase the chill from his bones.. her fingers lifted to stroke the few strands of grey at his temple.. a leftover from his illness.. for he was no where near the age where one would suspect grey.. she found it made him distinctive.. a badge of honor and courage for
surviving the horrors he had withstood and surviving them.. Somthing in her eyes seemed to shine only for him... as she leaned in.. her lips pressing against his searchingly...he was her anchor.. her reason for being.. her life... and yet she found it so hard to voice.. did he know..?

"I haven't seen it, but given the man is old and needs to sell it, it'll probably need repairs. I've already hired some people to repair the house. They're just waiting on you to decide if you want the house or not. Whether it needs repairs or not, we'd have to invest a lot of maintenance into it, in order to fix it to your liking my dear." Her presence alone warmed him more than any fire or blanket could ever hope to. Being with her put his mind at rest. Both arms rested about her lithe frame, and as she
in, he came forward to meet her lips halfway. If she ever held question on whether he was aware how she felt, it was always answered by a kiss. This sweet adoration was more than enough to remind her that their love was limitless. When their lips met, his arms tightened around her with strength he had before his tragedy, a strength that would soon return to him. His lips held a passion that had no boundaries, a love given to her by a heart that had no fear of giving itself to her completely.

"I want to see it in the morning " she purred.. as the kiss was relinquished.. it was times such as these that she let her guard down.. became the woman he loved and not the cold hearted bytch that she had been born and bred to be.. dark lashes dropped over high cheekbones as she breathed him in.. sometimes she thought she could live off of the substance of his smell alone.. it was powerful, male.. indescribably delicious.. " Come with me.. " she slipped from his lap.. her hands helping him lift from his chair.. as she pulled him toward the bed.. " I have missed you loving to long... " she had been patient with his recovery but tonight she wanted him all.. completely.. it had been months.. and she would claim him again.. in totality

"I know and I arranged it for the morning." Her touch, her very presence had his heart racing. When her hands graced his own, he found himself with renewed strength, a second wind perhaps. Getting up from the chair was easy, and he was more than happy to join her in bed. He certainly was tir-.....I mean, he was certainly looking forward to this night. Both had suffered in different ways, but not even illness could scare off his desire to be close to her in such a way. She had waited so long, suffered as he had. Tonight she'd have her fill, and tomorrow...she'd suffer in a way she hadn't suffered in quite a long time...

She pushed him back onto the bed.. " Let me do all the work " she growled darkly standing back up, the dress she wore slipping to the floor like a velvet pool of blood at her feet.. her skin was pale.. almost ethereal, as the undergarments joined the dress.. soon she was leaning over him.. her fingers impatient at the buttons of his shirt, ripping them open with a strength that was not lady like at all.. then father to his pants until he was as the day he was born.. one pull of the pins that held her hair aloft and it was cascading down about her like a sable mantle.. tickling over his thighs as she lowered her lips to bite harshly at the inside.. " mmmmmmmm you taste good " she purred.. marking him.. then moving upward... loving how his flesh heated.. and became alive beneath her breath.. the little ripples of gooseflesh that rose as her tongue dragged over his hipbone.

"I think you like me like this." He had energy, but little strength to argue with her there. His body fell onto the bed at her whim. His eyes stared at the full beauty of his beloved, while his hands felt her bare flesh for the first time in so long. Hands took pleasure in the simple touch of her thighs, while his body became covered in Goosebumps. Everything was a euphoric feeling, the mere sight of her body atop of his own, each button she removed, and her animalistic removal of his clothing. Her hair freed to fall down upon them...and even the sting of her teeth biting against his skin which had him lift his body up and gasp. Such sensations...how he'd missed them so...and the desire to taste her once again, to feel her and consume her completely. If there were any chill left, it was remedied by her now, and how he yearned to feel her in every definition of the world once again.

Upward she moved until she was astride him, settling back on her ass.. lowering herself to take him complealty.. her thigh muscles bunching and relaxing as she rode him.. the husband of her heart.. were he a stallion he would have been ridden into the ground lathered and faltering before the end of the travail.. nails curled under raking his chest in long furrows that brought blood to the surface.. blood that was licked and tasted.. of copper and cinnamon... metallic yet sweet.. her lips tinged with his own essence would descend upon his as the animalistic side of her was loosed.. there were no loving caresses, no moments of sweet surrender.. instead it was conquering.. dominion.. over him.. a release of all the suffering they had endured to be together.. in the span of hours.. passion, pain and redemption.. settled in the melding of bodies and souls... until at last... the pinnacle was reached.. the summit climbed.. the source attained.. shared.. and fed one to another... to fall back to earth.. in a shambles of humanity weak and shuddering.. ragged breaths and sweat sheened bodies... that had known the realm of heaven...the joys of eternity.. in one anothers embrace.

The moment she took him within, his body trembled and tensed. His hands rested against her hips to hold her in place, finding even this small degree of touch as indescribable bliss. Oh how long they'd been unable to meld each other in such a way, and how they'd both yearned to experience this once again. His hips moved with her own movement, for it was all he could do to keep himself from taking the dominance she demanded to hold this night. The marks she made to draw his blood were a stinging pain that hardly registered, and the sensation of her tongue along them was well worth it. Lucian loved her tender heart, but this animal, this uncaged beast was something that he craved this night. Something about it that made him give in completely, like a victim giving itself to a dominant monster seeking to claim it as its prize. His battle was only the desire to restrain his release, to hold it back after already holding it for so many months. It was only a little longer, and well worth the wait. The hours of pleasure passing amongst them was a time that both of them treasured. Lucian seeking to show his apologies for all the grievance he caused, and all the pain she'd been forced to endure while he was bedridden for being a fool. Hours were difficult, but what kind of husband would he be if he were not capable of waiting for her to reach the climax? When her time had come, so too did he feel the release, his body incapable of holding back any longer, as though it were a trigger. Dominance even over what his body did and how it did it. His entire body shook, his hands trembled upon her hips, and while he throbbed deep within her, his hands guided her gently upon him, until their bodies were flush. His arms wrapped about her small frame, and his eyes closed while he partook in the delight of having her within this embrace.

She shuddered and drew a ragged breath as she fell from his body onto her side.. pulling the heavy furs and covers over them..with a groan of pleasure... " I have missed you " she purred.. snuggling into his side.. her hands laying across his hip... teasing the sensitive flesh there without mercy... lips pressed against his shoulder in sweet lingering kisses... her legs twining with his...toes moving against his ankles in slow circles.."I have never told you how scared I was that you wouldn't survive... I don't know... if I would have wanted to live without you "

His eyes slowly opened, and he kept her body snug against his while the covers consumed them. His body still trembled at every little touch, some amplified more than others of course."There's no way I could leave this world without you. We've found each other, and we'll never be apart from one another ever again...I promise."

[moirepayne]

Lucian: Quite often the world liked to screw a person over and over again. To find favor once, twice, or even thrice was practically unheard of. Perhaps the two of them had garnered too much chyt from the world, or perhaps they were truly favored by some divine providence. Whatever the case may be, meeting the elderly man within this estate was a godsend. Its exterior looked as though the wildlife was attempting to retake it, yet its exterior remained beautiful in a macabre way. Unfortunately, the interior was not as fortunate. Cob-webs and spiders claimed the corners and cubbies of this manor. Dust coated this home in several layers, and luxurious furniture was ruined in the process. It was a mess, yet one could see the beauty it once held. Strange that within this home was this old man, who had managed to retain enough money to afford someone to properly feed him. He looked like a rich beggar, covered in blankets for warmth, yet his appearance was scraggly and far from what any noble would approve of. Still, there was no denying this was his home, and today he had an appointment. Lucian had purposely become absent for this meeting, opting instead to remain outside of the manor. He did not have any desire to intrude on Moiré’s finer skills, and knew he would if he followed. No no, he waited outside for her, using his finer skills to keep her safe inside this old home.

Moire: She was led into the Parlor where the old man sat before a heart.. the fire within it paltry for the grand size of the hearth and room, but one would surmise there was not enough money to pay someone to chop wagonloads of wood for the singular occupant of the home and his few servants.. so it was a small sad blaze inside the gaping maw of a marble hearth that would have allowed grown men to walk about inside.. The grizzled haired man looked up with rheumy eyes toward the Romanian beauty who entered his abode.. and suddenly he felt shabby and shameful in his clothes that hadn't been new in a decade.. she stood in the arched frame way of the parlor in her velvet and fur, looking like royalty " Lord McElhaney?" her voice was low and sweet tinged with the foreign brogue of Romania.. " I believe we have an appointment ?"

McElhaney: "Hrrumph..." A low sound rumbled within his throat. Something of disappointment, an insult that a woman was the one to see him instead of an equal. Still, having someone over with an interest in the old estate was worth the insult. Without an heir of any kind, insult meant little to this aged man. He made some wines look young dammit! "Aye...aye...welcome." One foot slid forward along the floor, covering up a crack. As if such a thing made a lot of difference. This place looked old already, if she didn't expect wear and tear, she was on some good sh*t! "I hope you like what you see, it's all I have left in this world. Hardly a place I want to spend my final days."

Moiré: She moved further into the room.. " My husband would have come, but he had outside business " she smiled warmly using an handkerchief to brush the dirt off a chair near the measly fire... " May I ?" but she was already sitting as she asked... her eyes on him... " Yes well a place such as this needs many hands to tend it.. I would suspect you would like to spend your final days in leisure?" she was playing the sweet little lady with him for now... but by the time she was through she would have gotten this place for a song... " I brought a barrister with me.. so that if I liked the place we could do the paperwork today... provided of course you have a price in mind.?"

McElhaney: "Hrrumph..." Another low grunt, and he quickly grew to find this woman distasteful. How dare she carry herself this way, she wasn't better than him! The ego of the man never left, even in this disheveled state, for it was one of the few things he managed to hold onto.” This place is too big for a man of my age, and I should not have to waste my expenses on such an old home. Yes, I intend to move to the capital, and live my days out in peace." This ignorant woman...he took her for a fool already, but played along for the time being. He'd played smarter cookies than what she looked to be. He had no doubt that he could get away with more money than he intended, and so the pricing began. "The price provided was incorrect. After going over some old documents, I discovered this estate is priceless. But as I said, I am too old to manage such a place on my own, so I am only raising the price by a fourth of the original price."

Moire: " A fourth... ?" the sound of displeasure was almost a nail in his coffin.. yet her face remained impassive... " Very well.. after I tour the place I will let you know... if I intend to buy it " her brow quirking upward was the only tell that he annoyed her beyond belief.. stupid old fool... she was going to let him live out his days in wealth.. but now... it was hard to constrain the urge to slash his throat right here.. but that would have served no purpose at all.. " Does the furnishing's and artwork come with it.. as well as existing livestock and livery ?" she rose moving about the room her fingers almost touching the object'd art.. " I will need your housekeeper to show me about.. I think it should take a couple days to .. well.. thoughly inspect the estate " she smiled at him basically forestalling his fall into wealth with this inspection.

McElhaney: "The servant knows very little about the estate, but you are free to roam the halls. The only thing I shall take with me are my clothes, and a few books. Everything else is yours." It was disgraceful that the servant knew little, but having him roam the halls was ridiculous. Her smile rubbed him the wrong way, but he did his best to hide it. He cupped his hands upon his lap, holding them tighter to keep his demeanor in check."It shouldn't take more than a few hours to have a good look around. Any longer might give me the impression that you are trying to move in already."

Moire: "I'll see you when my tour is done " she almost purred.. as she moved toward the arched doorway, knowing he was now fidgeting and perhaps weighing the choice of upping the price.. oh that he would rue she vowed as she moved out to inspect the place... over the next few hours she took her time poking about and checking out each and every room the stables and outhouses, kitchens cellars and all.. she already knew she wanted to buy it.. she just wanted to make him sweat abit.. like a spider playing with a
fly .

McElhaney: Much to her disappointment, it only took him a few minutes to fall asleep. He could tell right away that she was going to take her time...rotten b*tch. The old man adjusted himself, and fell asleep within his favorite chair. It was all he could do until she decided to stop playing, and speak to him again. Halfway through her tour, the servant of the home left for the city. It was time to fetch food for the old man, and thus they were two individuals alone in his home. ....If only he were 40 years younger

Moire: She regarded the sleeping old man and shook her head , imbecile.. she closed the door rather harshly behind her letting the slamming wake him from his sleep.. " My barrister is just outside... shall I bring him in.. he has the paperwork all tidied up all you have to do is sign.. and I will meet you at the Thistle and Crown to .. give you the money in the Morning say 10 o’clock?" she moved closer to him and settled down once more in the chair she had occupied the night before... " Shall I send over some people to help you pack?"

McElhaney: "It will go into a private fund, split amongst several people I have employed over the years. The details of how it will be carried out were given to the company handling this matter." Oh he woke up, and far from happy about it. Ya don't wake a man up from his sleep, or steal his rice pudding! However, he could forgive her for taking such a hefty sum.” Yes, that will be nice. What a kind girl you are." Milk her for all she's worth....heh heh.

Moiré: She rose with a gracefulness that was worthy of a dancer... giving him a radiant beautiful smile... " I shall see you then tomorrow.. and we will conclude our business.. and both have what we desire.. " her words were nice enough but held a different meaning all together... " Until then Lord McElhaney..." she bobbed a curtsey and then moved out of the Estate with a look of satisfaction on her face.. in the carriage the barrister awaited... " Have him sign the papers.. and then we will exchange funds on the morrow after you have them ratified.. 10 o’clock at the Crown and Thistle.. " she moved into the Carriage and settled within awaiting Lucian to appear.. and the Barrister to conclude his business .

McElhaney: What could the old man do but smile and nod. He just suckered her for more money than the place was worth...heh heh. When she departed, his old bones wanted to dance....not that he could do such a thing anymore. Thus, he went back to taking a nap. He waited this long to get rid of the estate, what was another day or so?

Lucian: When Moire made her return, Lucian was there waiting for her. It was the least he could do, given that she had to go in there alone. Open arms awaited her when she joined him and the barrister, whilst she gave her instructions to this man.

Moire: She purred as she snuggled into his arms.. " We have our new home.. I hope you like it considering it will take and army to clean and repair it " she chuckled and lay her head on his shoulder.. never telling him of her plans for the grumpy old man who annoyed her beyond belief.. " It will be home for a while , he charged me and extra quarter of what he was asking to begin with " she wasn't' happy about the extra money.. but if things worked the way she expected.. she might not loose a dime..

Lucian: "He charged extra? What a cruel man to do such a thing. I'm glad you handled it so well my dear." How could he not be proud of her? No one was maimed or murdered, thus it was a delightful way to go about their day. He held her extra tightly against him, whilst leaning in to keep close to her. His strength was quickly returning to him, and Moire could undoubtedly feel that within his grasp.

Moire: " yes well... it's only money " she smiled softly and leaned in to kiss him... " So tell me of your morning.. what did you do.. while I was shopping this morning.. you disappeared.. were you off saving souls again?" she had no idea what the deal was with him taking in the homeless and poor feeding and clothing them offering them shelter and such in the lower confines of their townhouse.. granted some of them had made decent servants and were paid a good wage.. but.. it seemed as if he were atoning for something.. perhaps his sins while living among her people.. ?

Lucian: "Yes well...you are correct." He arched his head to press his lips to hers, savoring the taste upon contact. It was always in her presence that he was able to calm himself, which was a blessing in itself. As their lips parted, he found himself staring into her eyes and smiling. Nothing warm but nothing sinister...he wasn't some evil guy out to conquer the world. Nah, that was for Pinky and The Brain.” Everyone deserves the chance to get back on their feet, and if we help them, it will help the country as a whole. I'd like to see our new home flourish."

Moire: " Such a noble man.. why soon I think to see you upon the throne.. running the place with such aspirations " of course she was teasing.. but then again.. she had ruled... once.. so was it really that far off to think... it possible.. " You are a good man in an evil world.. it's a good thing you have me to protect you " she nuzzled against him softly purring " But first.. I want to celebrate our new home... with you..."

Lucian: "I couldn't do the job, I think I'm too nice for that duty." Who wanted to rule a land? I mean, all that gold, all those servants, and everyone out to get you for whatever angle? Yeah...spend your days in luxurious paranoia...no thanks. "We can do more good here than we ever could before. But yeah, let's celebrate before I bring anyone else to our home." That'd perk up her smile a bit. A day without picking up hobo's, woot!