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Nynam

His groan was part pain and part pleasure as she bit him in return. Whether they were enemies now or not, they still were attracted to each other - incredibly so. His arms were above his head and she had challenged him. He aimed a knee to her stomach and took the resulting weakness as a way to get loose.

His hands were around her hips and he was dragging her to the ground under him, cock hard and ready to fuck his frustrations out, to have her come undone on his cock like she did for no one else.

Wynn groaned as he kneed her in the stomach. She let go of his hands and clutched her stomach. She knew what he wanted, she let him drag her to the ground beneath him. She could already see his hard cock throbbing through his trousers. She leant up and unbuttoned his trousers, revealing his rock hard cock.

She spat all over his hard length before running her tongue all over it, spreading her saliva over his head and teasing him with the tip of her tongue. She thrust his length into her mouth and began to suck, moving backwards and forwards rhythmically, just as he liked.

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Gaius let his gaze move toward the ship then shook his head. “Perhaps another time. I was wondering if you would be open to acquiring something for me.” Of course, he had the money to pay the man for both his time and the material itself. Unfortunately, getting it on his own was impossible and thus Gaius needed to hire another person to do it for him. Thinking up new ways to rip apart a disobedient slave was one thing, doing it was certainly another and the kingdom simply didn’t have everything he needed.

Taron frowned before thinking it over. So the king’s nephew wanted something that he couldn’t get for himself... must be something rather on the dark side, he thought. “Sure, though that depends what the something is.” He retorted, wondering what handsome sum of money he would receive in return. “And if you’ll make it worth my time, of course.” Taron added, taking a gulp of whisky from his hip flask. “Sure I can’t persuade you? Women and booze and money a plenty... I think you’d make a fine pirate.” Taron chuckled.

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Chel

Her own core ached at the look in his eyes. She knew it well - hadn’t forgotten it since the last time they had seen each other, and that had been two decades ago, as he reminded her. She felt guiltier for not even coming to check on him. Did he even know that they had a child? A boy who she missed with her whole heart everyday?

She gasped as he lunged, going easily - no match for his strength. The hand in her hair gripped hard and made arousal fizzle along the strands’ roots. Her head was pulled to face him and his lips were on hers. She had missed them, her hand coming up to hold the side of his face as she simply let him control her through the embrace.

He could feel his cock throbbing beneath his trousers - he could quite easily take her there and then - but he wouldn’t. She was worth far more and wanted the moment to be special, it was reunion sex after all. He gazed into her deep eyes and took her hands, twisting them behind her back so she was, in effect, restrained.

“I would fuck you right now, but I’m selfish and want you for myself.” He whispered in her ear. “I’ll be taking this one.” He announced before proceeding to walk Chel outside. It was dark and no one seemed to be around, he couldn’t wait. He lead her down to the beach, a place that felt more natural for the both of them, and threw her down to the sand.

“We have some catchin up to do, don’t you think?” He smirked before unbuttoning his shirt and proceeding to kneel down. He placed kisses all up Chels legs until he reached her core, where he continued lightly. He carried on up her body until he reached her breasts where he took her nipple in his teeth and bit down gently.

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It's a Pirates life for me, Savvy?

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Ana

She’d been sneaking around - out of bed - away from Stephen’s quarters. Hair hung down one side of her neck and over her chest. Her dressing gown was simple black mesh over her naked body and her heart leapt into her throat as the elf queen approached her.

“Wynn!” She dipped into a bow, respectful to the old royalty as always. “I hadn’t expected to meet anyone… I was just…” She trailed off, having no answer for her. She had been sneaking out - had been trying to escape. Her eyes were wide and guilty and just a little scared.

Wynn couldn’t help but smile when she saw the young crown princess, especially when she bowed. It had been a long time since anyone had bowed to Wynn. Wynn tilted her head slightly before letting out a small chuckle. “It’s okay. I know how it is...”

She had noticed the girl was wearing nothing more than a thin black dressing gown, and Wynn knew all too well that she was escaping Stephen’s quarters. “Though I don’t think our king would be too happy if he found out you’d been lurking around out here...”

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Nynam

His hand closed around her throat, a vicious growl left his lips as he he pushed her back into the wall. He wasn’t having that - he had slept with no one outside of Aurora’s mother, and even then she was a siren. He’d been seduced and corrupted. He hadn’t known what he had been doing.

And Wynn used it against him anyway.

“You don’t get to speak to me like that, slut.” He tells her, hand squeezing just a little in warning. “You may be in the king’s bed but you are still my wife and you will speak to me as such.”

He leans forward, bites her neck, enough to leave a mark - something for Stephen to look at later and hate.

Although the pair were clearly full of range, Wynn knew deep down that Nynam was lusting after her too. He always had. Wynn was lusting after him too. As soon as he pushed her back against the wall, that was it. Emotions surged inside her, she was not going to let him get away with this.

“I’m your queen, I’ll speak to you how I want.” She answered, squeezing his hand tighter. “If I’m still your wife, prove it.” Wynn replied before running her lips over his. Instead of planting a kiss, she bit down on his lip, hard.

She felt his teeth bite down on her neck, well now he meant business. She grabbed him by his long hair and flipped him around, so now he was against the wall. “If this is what you want...” She said with a wink before grabbing his wrist, leaving a bite make of her own, and pulling both his arms up above his head.

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Taron was down by the docks, basically his second home, and was getting the last few things ready for him to set sail once again. Although lonely at times, he did still very much enjoy the pirate life, and not to mention the loot and women that came with it. He was known around the castle for being the notorious pirate, but he didn’t mind having that title, it made him seem more desirable than he actually was. Taron was walking towards his ship when he saw Stephen’s older nephew approaching. “In about the next ten minutes. Why, you fancy a ride, rascal?” Taron raised an eyebrow and slung some rope over his shoulder.

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The nice thing about having his freedom to pursue his hobbies was that he got to make whatever he wanted. The downside was simply getting the materials. Some were often difficult to obtain and that was why he had gone down to the docks that day. If there was one type of person who could get him what he needed, it was pirates. He was completely unconcerned with the morality of their profession. All he cared about was whether or not they were successful. When he arrived, he spotted one and walked over. “Are you going to set sail any time soon?” It would be much more convenient for them both if he found someone already about to leave.

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Chel

She sighed, nodding affirmatively. Of course things weren’t forgiven - she’d slashed his chest, he had been bleeding everywhere, he probably still had the scars…

Her hands shook, ached to reach out and pull back his layers of clothing, to find each scar she had left on him and kiss them. If she could, she would make them better.

“I know.” She told him, sniffling a little. “I know.” Repetition. A deep sigh. “So, you found me. What now?” She asked him.

Taron could feel the scars burning through his chest. They were almost two decades old now, but it was the pain of thinking he had lost Chel that hurt the most.

The look in his eye screamed lust. Yes he was angry, but at the same time, he had just been reunited with the love of his life. He wasn’t going to let this moment go.

“20 years, Chel. 20 years since I felt those lips on mine...” He couldn’t hold back any longer. He lunged at her, pushing her against the wall, not caring if all the other slaves were watching. “You’re mine once again.” He grabbed her hair and pulled her head so she was looking him directly in the eyes, before planting a long kiss firmly on her lips.

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Taron had been out at sea for a long time and was craving some good, home made baking. He made his way down to the kitchens when he saw someone walking away with what looked like a bowl of delectable treats.

“Hey, not so fast. Let me try one.” He said, grabbing one from the bowl and proceeding to bite it.

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Wynn couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t because she wasn’t tired, but more the fact she couldn’t bare to share a bed with her husband. Not any more. Her past tormented her, but at the same time, what she had done gave her life. She loved breaking the rules and sneaking around.

She was patrolling the corridors of the castle when she heard noises. She rounded the corner and leant up against the wall, watching for a few moments before alerting the source of the noise with her presence.

“Well well well... what do we have here?”

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Wynn came alive at night. It was the easiest time for her to practice her witchcraft without being caught. Besides, she liked the mystery of the night and what could happen under the cover of darkness. She had a lot on her mind, what with her husband being distant and trying to keep up the pretence was taking it’s toll.

She was actually just spending some time with her snakes, again something she had to do in the cover of darkness. She had one wrapped around her and was dancing erotically with it, wearing next to nothing, when she heard a familiar voice. “Oh you know me, I love the night.”

The castle was dark, quiet and even still Stephen’s mind laid restless. His robe makes a light whooshing noise as he walked down the hall of the castle, a lit candle in his hand. The land where he was before here, Respa, was off the coast of the Casparin Sea and maybe it’s the lack of the waves crashing against the shore that leaving his awake.

Whatever it was, he wish it would let his mind rest. There was a lot that he had to deal with in the morning hours and with a lack of sleep Stephen’s sure he’s was going to be even more grouchy. He hears footsteps in the distance away from him and he holds the candle holder up to see in front of him. “What are you doing out here so late?”

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Nynam

The name stung, moreso than it had before. It gripped his airway and closed it for a solid moment. He dropped the shovel to the side. Turned to look at her fully. He didn’t believe her. And it was clear.

“The children that are dead, you mean? Or the ones in servitude to a man who’s cock you can’t seem to fucking resist?!” He was rageful, as he usually was these days, stepping close to her, shoulders tense, anger strong enough to seem to be seeping from him.

As Nynam turned to face her, she was a mix of emotions. Part of her hated herself for what she did, but she knew she had to, they would be defeated either way. The way he dropped that shovel though... it did things to her.

Biting her lip she answered back, not allowing him to get to her. “You never wanted them anyway, you were too busy fucking the whores. Nothing changes.” She spat back, rage filling her insides. She stood her ground as he stepped closer. “It’s not like you try and stop me.”

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Chel

He felt warm against her - as he always had done. He’d always run hot - a perfect compliment to her own running cold. His arms were strong around her and, for the first time in a long time, she felt safe.

She heaved a breath, pulled back to wipe under her eyes. She chuckled, the sound watery and weak. Another hug, and her pulling back finally. Her hands held his face and she smiled up at him, a beam of sunshine, of love.

“How…? I…? I mean I hoped someone would find you, but I had so little hope… oh, darling, I’m so sorry.” She cried quietly.

Her slim figure felt cold against him, she never could keep warm, that was one of his purposes, to keep her warm. He held her tight, making her feel safe and wanted. He had wanted to feel this for so long.

He stood and gazed at her beauty, she really hadn’t changed a bit since he last saw her. He had forgotten everything that had happened, or at least he had until she said she was sorry. It all came flooding back to him.

A tear rolled down his cheek. “Well someone did. Don’t apologise, I know you did what you had to...” He breathed in deeply before continuing. “Don’t think it’s all forgotten though, Chel...”

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Chel

Her eyes found his, and she noted that he wasn’t looking at her enraptured. He was looking at her with disbelieve. With shock and… and mild horror.

Cool metal was pressed into her hand - an imprint she hadn’t felt in years…

Looking down, she unfurled her fingers and gasped. Her eyes welled up, shock of her own gripping her heart and squeezing.

“It’s-…” She looked frantically over his face, began to recognise the boy she had met all those years ago under the man that stood before her. “Oh my gods… it’s you…” Her bottom lip shuddered, unable to hold back, arms wrapping around his shoulders as she buried her face in his neck and sobbed.

He watched intently as she unfurled her fingers and he awaited her reaction. He had butterflies in his stomach but could also throw up any second, he didn’t know how she would react.

As he watched, he saw her eyes well up and he felt his own eyes start to sting, tears welling up. He looked at her properly, his Chel. All the anger he had previously felt was washed away as she lunged herself at him. “It’s me.” He whispered, planting a kiss on her head and letting his tears flow.

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“They’re not mine.” He gritted out, strongly hating her presence. He didn’t want to see her, nor speak to her. Not after what she had done. He didn’t know how she could even speak to him right now - not with how much of a smile she wore daily.

“And I don’t want you.” He turned to look over his shoulder, a scowl on his features. “You gave him the maps. Didn’t you?” He looked truly betrayed, trying to cover the hurt with anger.

Wynn simply rolled her eyes at his response. This is what she was used to now, the cold shoulder, the glare. “I know. But we both know you’re stuck with me, so grin and bare it.” She gave him as good as he got, she was not one to back down. “Not this silly nonsense again... Nam. You know I never would, I love you and our children too much.”

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Chel

Her dance continued, dropping quickly to a crouch as she turned, only to look up and find a man’s eyes on her. She smirked, doing her usual job. She stood, leant forward, looked up at his stunned face with pretty doe eyes.

“You gonna take me home, sailor?” She asked him, noting the weather worn skin and sun tan from years out on the open sea. She had known too many pirates to not recognise it.

He stood in awe, watching her slender figure move up and down. She hadn’t aged a day, unlike him. The years at sea had taken their toll, and she could clearly tell. He felt the necklace around his neck and his hand went to grab it, pulling it out from under his shirt.

He didn’t take his eyes off her for a second, yet he was too speechless to say a word. He simply yanked the necklace from around his neck and reached up to her, taking her hand and putting the necklace in it, wrapping her delicate fingers tightly around it.

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Wynn stood back, watching her husband at work. Things were different between them now, they had lost the spark they once had. She stood leaning against the fence, twisting a strand of her long black hair around her finger.

“Can’t even bare to look at me now, hm?” She let the words fall from her lips, more poison in her tone than intended. “Come now, it’s not all so bad... I mean, you have your dragons... and me.”

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Nynam

The shovel scraped against gravel as he scooped up more cuts of meat to toss over the fence towards the dragons. They were dangerous beings, but he seemed to have an understanding with them - they wouldn’t eat him, and he’d clean up after them. A simple no murder means a clean room deal.

He could sense someone behind him, but saw no reason to turn around.

“If you’ve come to laugh at the fall of a king,” He began, voice gruff and tone harsh. “You’ll not be the first. I’ve heard all of it before.”