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The Civil base camp.

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#2010-06-20 20:51:04, as written by Neava13

She had been half asleep not really expecting company any time soon, then she felt the air shift only moments before his warm body crashed into hers pressing her against the bed. Her eyes were wide for a moment then she grinned devilishly up at him and shivered at the kisses. Her blue hair fanned out behind her as she looked up at him with her glowing blue eyes. Her dark skin was all the darker against his; and the smile at her lips showed just how much she acted before the rest of the world, the devilish smile was who she really was.. the calm bitch was only a facade to please those above her.. and those below. ”Good evening lover.. mmmmm.. I didn’t expect you tonight.. though I guess I do get a treat for letting you win hmm?” Her voice groaned past her full lips. In her mind it was like a game of chess, each piece played in her favour, each betrayal brought her closer to her goal, and one of her best endeavours was through the prince that now coiled his body lustfully around hers.

Such unions were met with hostility by most, but she never did understand the distain for such things. Why not enjoy what the gods created? Besides she had no revulsion for the Lamia form like so many of her kin did. Civilized or not they were powerful beautiful creatures that deserved a place in her world.. she would have to kill them all first to get the power, but bringing them back was on the top of her list once she had gained the power of the Gift. The embrace slid into passion something that her own race could never achieve the same way as her Lamian Prince. Such passionate encounters happened more often than not.. and they were always brutal and always pleasurable beyond description; a secret her and her lover kept from all. They even went as far as to try to kill each other during battles taking the thrill of each other’s survival as another enjoyable embrace and an even more powerful thrill to see if they could actually kill each other eventually.

The deal had been to ensure each other’s races survival.. the Lamia and the Dark Elves would survive letting the rest fall to extinction.. from there she had her own plans, she was sure he had his as well. At the end of their lives she was sure it would be his blades or her magic that would end the twisted alliance.. though so far things continued according to plan, Diloxi’s forces had lost a large number of humans and elves, and Sho’s forces had lost a vast number of orcs and Minotaurs.. the plan had come to a perfect ending.. even so much as their coiled bodies.. It had been a very good day.. blood.. slaughter.. and lust.

The rain beating on the outside of the tent hid their passion filled voices and the vicious snarls that passed their lips. The secret would continue for another battle, their union was hidden as it had been for a long time now.. battle only brought them more joy, and the wrongness of their alliance drove the passion to greater heights.

Snippet #911418

located in Civil Encampment, Justice, a part of The Gift, one of the many universes on RPG.

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