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Post by Banez Gladpath on Jan 14, 2011 20:07:51 GMT -5
"Maybe..." There probably would be rumors, he realized, even if he did tell the truth. And then what would Brenthor do if he caught the end of it? He'd ruin them; Banez was certain of it. The captain looked sadly into Lysand's eyes, knowing that the advisor had a point but also that not following such an arrangement would hurt him, too. "Maybe, if we were careful..."
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Post by Tobias Lysand on Jan 14, 2011 20:15:28 GMT -5
"Perhaps there would be a way... to be discreet about it," Lysand considered. "If we were careful enough, maybe no one would ever have to know..." His mind fluttered to the secret passage in his room for a moment. He continued to stare into the captain's eyes, the pain and longing continually moving in and out of them as he tried to control himself. "Maybe... For now at least, I think it's necessary. I can't run on a mere hour of sleep a night any longer. We'll have to figure everything else out after this is over..." But what was there to figure out exactly? The bible said what the bible said...
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Post by Banez Gladpath on Jan 17, 2011 22:22:35 GMT -5
"That would be better..." he said, stroking Lysand's back as the advisor seemed to be stewing his brain. "How would we do that, though?" Either way, one of them would still have to go to the other's rooms, and while their intentions were pure, it wasn't as though they were having a tea party. The captain wondered the same about the bible. But how could love be a sin? Preachers said it was unnatural, and yet here they were.
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Post by Tobias Lysand on Jan 17, 2011 22:29:41 GMT -5
"Well if you weren't seen entering my room. Well then they could hardly say anything about that, could they? There's a passage, from the throne room into a room in my chambers. If you came through that, then... Then no one would have to know about us." Us... The word seemed so right to him. His hands moved to rest on his shoulders as he stared at him longingly. "No one would ever know..." About anything they did... and that included sin.
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Post by Banez Gladpath on Jan 17, 2011 22:39:47 GMT -5
Banez wasn't sure how to respond to the idea. It fit their purposes perfectly, but the captain had never done something so personally sneaky before. He bit his lip nervously at the thought of stalking around the castle like a thief, but the look in Lysand's eyes made him feel willing to do just about anything. "What do I say if someone stops me? I can't just lie to them..." As if he needed to worry so much about that. He was THE guard captain.
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Post by Tobias Lysand on Jan 17, 2011 22:46:28 GMT -5
"But who would question the guard captain moving about the castle?" Lysand asked him smoothly. He knew what he wanted, now he just had to go about getting it. His hands slid down from his shoulders slightly, just resting on his chest. "Surely your guards wouldn't question you, would they?" His tone was cool and controlled, the silver tongue he was famous for beginning to show itself. "No one would get in your way... I doubt even the prince would think about it twice if you told him you were just making sure the passages were clear and safe..."
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Post by Banez Gladpath on Jan 17, 2011 22:55:59 GMT -5
Banez shifted to a more comfortable position as Lysand's hands rested on him, and if Lysand wasn't always right before, he was DEFINITELY always right now. "I suppose not," he considered thoughtfully. Telling Lorin that he was keeping the passages safe wasn't as bad as Brenthor's lies, he slowly convinced himself. And besides, Lorin would feel more secure from it.
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Post by Tobias Lysand on Jan 17, 2011 23:08:47 GMT -5
Lysand's longing stare softened as Banez seemed to assent to his idea. "And it's not as if you wouldn't notice if anything was unsafe on the way to my room. It wouldn't really be a lie." His hands shifted just slightly before he pressed his own chest to the guard captain as he leaned in close to him, lips nearly grazing the other's as he found his ear, whispering into it, his voice still having that smooth quality. "Murder... Extortion... Manipulation... Among all the sins being committed in the world, and ours is love." His lips brushed against the other's ear. "Yet..." He shifted, chest rubbing against the other's. "Love thy neighbor. Isn't that right?"
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Post by Banez Gladpath on Jan 17, 2011 23:22:55 GMT -5
Banez nodded, shifting closer to Lysand until the length of their bodies were touching. As Lysand leaned closer, Banez mirrored the movement until the advisor drifted away to his ear. Oh.... He shivered at the tone of Lysand's voice, flushing completely red when their chests rubbed and he had a thought that he knew he'd have to confess later. Finding that his throat was dry, he swallowed. "Well... that is preached," Banez agreed.
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Post by Tobias Lysand on Jan 17, 2011 23:31:47 GMT -5
"Well..." Lysand's tone was still velvet. "Let's just think of me as your neighbor, shall we?" His lips brushed against his ear with each word, and with the last, his teeth grazed it. He allowed his warm breath to play against his ear for a moment before his face slowly moved again, stopping as his eyes met Banez's. His chest shifted again as he spoke again, this time lips grazing lips. "Love me."
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Post by Banez Gladpath on Jan 18, 2011 3:01:26 GMT -5
The more Lysand's lips tickled his ear like a feather, Banez was progressively more sure that he would either explode or go mad. His breathing became a touch heavier, more heated as Lysand returned to his front. On the politician's command, Banez took either side of his face in his hands and began kissing him feverishly, the only cure for this lust that the knight had been convinced that he had never had in his life. His leg entwined itself among Lysand's, all the while thinking that it was suddenly way too hot.
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Post by Tobias Lysand on Jan 18, 2011 6:03:45 GMT -5
Lysand nearly purred as he got what he wanted, allowing Banez to kiss him feverishly for a moment before he kissed him back, lips moving against his. As Banez's legs moved to entwine with his, he was quick to wrap his leg around the other, rubbing its calf. Everything was getting hot, and he was beginning to sweat slightly. He withdrew his hands from the guard captain's chest to start undoing the buttons on his nightshirt.
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Post by Banez Gladpath on Jan 18, 2011 6:26:49 GMT -5
Banez seemed less concerned about accuracy the longer their lips touched, sprinkling Lysand's jaw and nose with kisses with the same energetic passion as the first. His hands grazed down the smaller man's neck to his narrow shoulders, but he suddenly pulled back when Lysand started unbuttoning his shirt. Now was more a perfect time to relieve himself of the heat than not, and he reached down to grasp the hem of his own shirt and pull it up over his head.
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Post by Tobias Lysand on Jan 18, 2011 6:34:33 GMT -5
Lysand noised his pleasure when his neck was grazed- always a sensitive spot for him- before he finished his work with his shirt, throwing in unceremoniously to the ground. He came forward again as the other's shirt was off, the feeling of their flesh pressing together making him shiver with pleasure. His hands were on the move again, feeling the warm flesh of his back slide under them. He stared into the other man's eyes a moment before his lips met his again before his kisses began to trail down his neck.
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Post by Banez Gladpath on Jan 18, 2011 6:48:39 GMT -5
Banez tossed his shirt away with just about as much care, before he practically dove again at Lysand, stopping only because the advisor had seemed to pause. He took in those grey eyes, usually cold, but now they seemed warm. Then Banez' lips met Lysand's hungrily, his arms wrapping around the advisor's torso and his hands drifting down his spine to his lower back. As Lysand's lips brushed his neck, Banez shivered, and he swallowed as his throat dried out again.
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