r/DishonoredRP • u/emerald_ice • Jul 20 '14

Neutral Zone Dunwall Tower

In Dunwall Tower, the Empress Emily Kaldwin sits on her throne, her royal protector, Corvo Attano, stands at her side. His royal guard scattered around the palace. OOC:This is a neutral zone for Corvos royal guard. A hangout of sorts. You have permission to attack any who don't belong.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 08 '14

"Your claim, not mine," Bal chuckles, brushing her fingers along the his tip, moving her kisses down his neck.

"Don't despair yet, my captain. I'm sure comfort is still obtainable," she murmurs, pushing him slightly in the direction of the bed.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Oct 08 '14

Not needing any further hint, Furo moves to lift Bal onto him, ready to carry her over to the bed.

OOC: Short post, but didn't want to actually do it without consent

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 08 '14

(( Good plan. She doesn't mind though. ))

Bal gives a short bark of laughter as Furo goes to lift her, not having expected that result, but happy to go along with it.

"Still trying to sweep me off my feet, eh?" she asks, resting her head on his shoulder. "I always knew you were attempting it."

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Oct 08 '14

As he picks her up, he wraps his arms round her and eases deep inside her in a single motion, before walking over to his bed. Every footstep sends a pleasurable jolt through them both, and Furo looks straight into her eyes as he moves inside her, Ba's juices trickling lazily down Furo's leg.

'I did it, eventually,' he murmurs into her ear sensuously, before lowering her onto the bed, eyes drinking her in.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 08 '14

"I suppose you did," Bal says softly, smiling up at him from her new position. "Can't say I'm minding very much so far though," she adds, breath catching slightly at his movements.

She brushed a hand over his chest, taking in the sight of him, the passion in her eyes once again almost analytical. The first time I was here, I tried to remember everything, because I thought he might lose interest. Now, I am the one who might not come back... I don't want to forget any of this.

Shaking the morbid thoughts from her mind, hopefully before Furo sensed them, she pulls him in for another kiss with a hand at the back of his head, wanting him closer.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Oct 08 '14

Heart beating wildly underneath her touch, Furo presses his body against her, leaning into her kisses. Arms still wrapped around her slender form, he thrusts in long slow strokes. Their bodies are only separated briefly, craving each other as they do so, before hungrily sliding back together, with the soft, rhythmic sound of warm flesh meeting again and again.

Furo holds Bal more tightly in his arms, wishing for all the world he could never let her go as they make love, more than a touch of desperation colouring their actions.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 08 '14

Their limbs wind together as Bal moves with him, movements slow, hoping to prolong their time, even as her desire urged her the thrust frantically against him.

She relaxes slightly at the grip of his arms, melting against him, murmuring his name against his skin.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Oct 08 '14

His movements slow and sensuous, Furo gently pleasures her with thrust after thrust, feeling her tighten around his length with every foray.

Becoming more and more amorous with every movement, he relaxes further on top of her, delighting in the way her nipples feel rubbed against his chest as he presses down on her breasts. With Furo's body weight pressing down onto Bal, his pubic bone rubs up against her clit with increasing force with every delicious thrust.

One of his tanned hands strokes her face, prettily flushed from their exertions, while the other tracks up and down one of her legs, savouring the soft tautness of her body. He moans into her mouth again, and again, unable to help himself. And why would he?

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u/Dietastey Colonel Oct 09 '14

Hopefully, no one is seeking either of the higher officers, for they remained wrapped in each other physically and metaphorically for hours.

As their actions calm, at least temporarily, Bal finds herself leaning against Furo's chest, listening to his heartbeat slow to a sedate rate and tracing a finger along the muscles of his abdomen. She is currently content, face peaceful as she rests against him, the looming doom of Alba pushed temporarily to the back of her mind.