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| Jordan | Jan 12 2018, 08:18 PM Post #151 |
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Cassandra smiled up at him and moved her fingers through his hair. "Alright. But I'm watching from that cliff. I see anything funny moving around, I'm firing." |
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| Daniel | Jan 12 2018, 08:24 PM Post #152 |
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Owen chuckled softly, placing another kiss against her forehead. "Not everything you see down there is going to try and eat you, especially if you don't bother them. You do what you think is best, just try not to piss anything off that otherwise wouldn't trample me?" He gave her a wink, and led her back down the path to the living area. "Never thought I'd get to spend a long weekend camping out here with the most beautiful woman in the world," he mused aloud. "I'm going to enjoy our long nights under the stars more than is healthy I think..." |
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| Jordan | Jan 12 2018, 08:29 PM Post #153 |
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Cassandra giggled and followed closely behind him. "More than is healthy, huh? I think I'll enjoy it just as much, healthy or not." She reached for his hand, taking it into hers, and interlaced their fingers before giving his hand a squeeze. "Be careful?" |
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| Daniel | Jan 12 2018, 08:41 PM Post #154 |
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The Necromage gave his lover's hand a squeeze in return, offering her a nod. "Always darlin," he replied with a reassuring smile. "I'll cook up some lunch for us when I get back. In the meantime, make yourself at home." He slowly drew away until their arms were stretched out before letting his fingers slip from hers. Owen knew it was dangerous to have a distraction such as Cass back at the campsite, but if anything it gave him more reason to perform well in the field. It was an uneventful trip into the woods, and he wound up doing a little bit of fishing after confirming the forecast the last warden had left behind. He caught a couple of tasty specimens before trudging his way back up to the campsite, smirking as he slapped the dead animals against the stone counter within the living space. "Hope you like catfish sweetheart," he said, starting to gut and clean their food. |
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| Jordan | Jan 12 2018, 08:46 PM Post #155 |
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Cassandra watched the forest below carefully but didn't see anything as Owen trekked into it. She retreated after fifteen minutes of silence and ran her fingers over the living area's counters, admiring the craftsmanship that went into making the retreat for the mages who kept watch. She looked up as Owen came in from where she sat reading a book, and placed her finger in between the pages as she eyed his catch. "Haven't had it for a while... But as long as you're making it, I'm sure I'll love it." |
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| Daniel | Jan 12 2018, 08:50 PM Post #156 |
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Owen grinned, gesturing to the other fish. "Well I've got good old trout too if you don't like the way I make it," he replied. "Would you mind starting a fire in the pit? And grab a pan out of that cabinet there?" Once she had done so, he set to work making them both a filling lunch. He cleaned and cooked the fish, spicing it with herbs he had gathered out in the woods and seasoning it with citrus fruit juices. By the time it was done, he had enough for both of them to eat their fill, as well as a side of wild berries and vegetables he'd picked. With a plate in each hand he moved over to the nearby wooden table, setting them down on either side. "Unfortunately I don't have any wine, and canteens aren't the most romantic things to use," he quipped with a chuckle. |
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| Jordan | Jan 12 2018, 09:06 PM Post #157 |
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Cassandra worked diligently to start a fire, loving the sound of it as it ate the wood, crackling and popping softly as she got it steadied. She sat nearby, watching him cook, observing every move he made, and the way his body had changed, just with the movements alone. She loved watching him and could do it until she grew old, which was what she definitely planned on doing. As he spoke and she settled at the table, she giggled softly and shook her head dismissing his comment. "Don't worry about that. This place alone is a romantic setting. It's you and me, and we have a meal, so what if we have to drink out of something that isn't a glass? It's the gesture." |
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| Daniel | Jan 12 2018, 09:19 PM Post #158 |
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Owen nodded. "I agree," he replied. This was a setting he was indeed comfortable in, especially given how much she had shown him capable of trusting her since he'd come back. If she had hated him, he wouldn't have blamed her. The same was true for how she had raised their daughter to view him, and Owen knew he owed her a debt he could never repay. He would spend the rest of his life trying, however. He ate somewhat quietly as was his nature, and was happy with how the food had turned out. He was definitely full by the time he had finished, and waited for Cass to do the same before cleaning their plates and putting everything away. Owen turned to face her then, struggling to meet her gaze. "I've got some time before I need to be down there for my afternoon patrol," he said. "Are you still sore from the ride?" |
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| Jordan | Jan 12 2018, 09:30 PM Post #159 |
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Cassandra shifted in her chair, side to side a little, giving him a smirk. "Mmm, maybe a little. Nothing too particularly bad, though, why?" |
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| Daniel | Jan 12 2018, 09:35 PM Post #160 |
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Owen leaned against the counter, shrugging. "You were stretching your back a bit when we got here," he observed. "Would you like me to work on you a little?" |
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| Jordan | Jan 12 2018, 10:57 PM Post #161 |
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A smile spread on Cassandra's lips and she nodded slightly. "I'd really like that. I haven't... I haven't been riding since the last time I went with you in high school. So a little saddle sore." |
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| Daniel | Jan 13 2018, 12:02 PM Post #162 |
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Owen smiled and approached her, pulling a stool over to the table and urging her to take a seat. Once she had, he gently pressed his hand between her shoulder blades to urge her to lean over and rest her head on her arms against the table. After Cass complied, he took a seat behind her and set to work, beginning with her lower back. He figured he had about half an hour to do his best to make her feel better, and dedicated himself to that task. Gentle pressure and long, smooth strokes helped him find where the knots were forming, and he set to work attacking them with his thumbs, knuckles, and fingertips. Owen paid attention to the sounds she made, pulling back his pressure if it became too much, and altering his tactics until he was satisfied he'd done what he could for each area without leaving her too sore later. He moved his touch up her back to her shoulders, and continued in similar pattern. That part of her relaxed more quickly, and he spent less time there and on her neck than he did on her hips once he moved back down. She was tight from where she had straddled his horse, and though Owen knew her soreness was likely more on the interior of her thighs, such a massage would have to wait till later. He couldn't fully disappoint her, however, and once done with her outer thighs Owen slipped his hands between her legs to spread them apart. Skilled fingertips found the tendons he knew would have been painfully stretched from the saddle and ran over their length with relieving pressure. He leaned over her, resting his chest against her back and his chin upon her shoulder as he felt her muscles relax, but her breathing grow heavier. "Does that feel good, Cass?" he whispered into her ear. |
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| Jordan | Jan 13 2018, 12:54 PM Post #163 |
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Cassandra moved to comply with how Owen moved her and took a deep breath to relax to allow him better access to where she was knotting up. She smiled into her arms as he found the spots immediately, and let out a low moan to let him know it felt good, or she drew in a sharp breath through clenched teeth if he'd applied too much pressure. The way she was bent over helped to also stretch out her lower back and so it felt doubly good. But then, he turned his attention to her hips and thighs, and then her inner thighs. She couldn't help shifting ever so slightly on the stool, and as she felt his weight pressing into her all she could do was nod. She didn't want him to stop at all, and let her breathing quicken slightly as she got even more turned on by what he was doing, and how he was pressed against her. She wanted him in that moment, so much so she wanted to plead with him not to leave, though she knew he'd have to, he'd explained the patrols he had to go on while they were there, leaving her behind for the first couple. "Very... very good, Owen," she finally replied breathlessly. "Do you have to leave?" she asked with a smirk. |
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| Daniel | Jan 13 2018, 01:02 PM Post #164 |
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Owen continued the steady strokes of his fingertips against Cassandra's flesh, edging closer to certain areas, knowing she could feel how she was affecting him as well. He didn't answer, instead continuing for a few minutes longer before withdrawing from her and standing up with a smirk. The mage cracked his knuckles, regarding her with interest. "Hope you feel better, darlin," he replied. "I can pick up where I left off if you're still sore when I get back." He couldn't suppress the chuckle that came forth, knowing exactly what he'd done to her in those last few minutes. "You're welcome to walk down into the fields beneath the river falls with me," he said, turning back to face her as he moved toward the entrance. "It's usually pretty safe down there, and you can see all the way to the edge of the trees." |
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| Jordan | Jan 13 2018, 01:17 PM Post #165 |
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Cassandra shook with need under what he was doing to her and tilted her hips forward to encourage him on. When he didn't, and instead pulled away, she whimpered with the loss of contact and picked her head up to look at him. It wasn't that she as 'sore' per se, but she was definitely needing something. She lit up as he invited her to come with him and nodded, moving quickly to catch up to him and took hold of his hand. "Of course, I'd love to go with you." |
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