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Being Transparent

Angela can't stop thinking about Amanda choking her for a bit. After a startling realization she has an open and honest talk with her. This is based off of the recent Smosh Games video when Amanda (jokingly) choked Angela.

Tags: Implied sexual content, choking kink, open kink communication, established relationship

Disclaimer: This is not meant to be a representation of those in Smosh, rather a fan made perspective on the characters they portray online. Remain respectful.

Word count: 1,308

It was never rough, nor too hard. It was exaggerated, the way Amanda's hands in Tinky Winky's gloves wrapped around her character's neck. She lightly pushed her around back and forth, but never once squeezing just to be careful. In fact her gloved hands wrapped around the bottom of her neck, touching her collarbone to make sure she didn't hurt her.

It was an instinct how Angela found herself reacting, grabbing onto the purple gloves on the base of her neck. She lightly squeezed Amanda's hands, unintentionally pushing further. There was a little constriction. Feigning off her realisation and panic she over exaggerated her reactions. She leaned back and forth, holding onto her hands as she erratically opened and closed her mouth pretending to struggle to get air. Egging her on was the sounds of the crew laughing, she could hear so clearly Shayne's side comment. Then as soon as it ended, it was over.

The moment remained in her mind after that, staying there, brewing, constantly reminding her of Amanda's hands. Except they weren't covered by purple gloves from a costume. Except they weren't in a room with their fellow cast and crew. They were alone, by themselves, in the comfort of Angela's apartment.

She could imagine it all so vividly. Amanda's voice, deepening as she whispered in her ear. The plush couch cushion avoids Angela's knees to weaken and fall. Amanda's knee separated Angela's thighs as she pushed further. She could feel the pressure radiating down to her core, as she waited with bated breaths to feel it more. Then she's taken back to the moment.

Amanda's hand on the nape of her neck pushing her forward towards her. A brief kiss on her lips leaving a tingling sensation. Then her hand swiftly moves forward around her neck, squeezing at the base of it. Her thumb pushing against her throat, constricting her breaths making it come off more desperate. The pressure makes her pant deeper sharper breaths as her mind gets clouded with lust.

She could feel every passing second making her more wet with want and need. A throaty moan, muffled by a choke, as Amanda's grip softened. She took in a sharp breath, carefully breathing in and out as she instinctively pushed her neck closer to Amanda's hand. She'd look up and saw her beautiful face with a smirk, knowing full well both of them were enjoying this.

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Angela bursted up out of bed, her hand on her chest, as she felt her racing heart. Her mind clouded with the memory of the dream infecting every corner of her brain. She ignored the uncomfortable pressure in between her legs, squeezing her thighs as she let out a shaky sigh.

"Shit," she cussed. She looked around her room as if she'd get any answers as to why she had that dream. Her hand reached to run through her hair, as she leaned back against the headboard. This has gotten way too far. Soon enough, Amanda would notice even the slightest difference to how she's acting. Which would then mean Chanse would notice, which could only translate to other people noticing from Courtney to Arasha and so on. The thought itself made her panic.

It's not like it was weird for Angela to have these types of thoughts about Amanda. They were dating for Christ's sake. Though what made her hesitate, what made Angela panic, was the line they were yet to cross in their somewhat new relationship. Never had rushed hands, pulling at clothing, and desperate kisses lasting longer than they should ever make it past there.

She could only be glad that both her and Amanda were off today as she reached towards her bedside table. Quick hands grabbed at her phone, unplugging it from the charger, as she looked at it anxiously. One of the first steps in a relationship was communication, which would then come hand in hand with honesty. Amanda valued both and Angela knew that. She knew that full well. With a deep breath, she checked the time, noticing it was early afternoon as she pulled up Amanda's contact. A text message asking if she could call was quickly replied to. Then as the familiar ringtone rang through her ears, and the sound of Amanda's voice made her smile, she spoke.

"Hey," she paused. "You see there's actually a reason I'm calling you today."

"Oh?" Amanda asked. "Okay, lay it on me. What is it Ange?"

Angela sighed. Somehow those words made it harder for her, as she struggled to find a good starting point. "Okay, wait, before I start I just want to make something clear." Amanda hummed in response, showing she was listening. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable, so if I do, just tell me and I'll drop it immediately."

"Is everything okay?" She asked, concern evident in her tone.

"It's just that we didn't exactly get to that stage in our relationship yet." Angela said slightly hesitating over her words. She could only hope Amanda would understand what she was referring to.

A beat of silence passed and she couldn't help but wish that she could see Amanda's face. Maybe her comforting touches on her knee or a lingering hand on the small of her back would've made this all easier.

Then, as blunt as ever, Amanda replied. "Are you talking about sex?" she asked. "Because that's like the only stage I think you could be referring to."

"Yeah," Angela awkwardly shifted.

"Well, obviously we both thought about it before," Amanda started. "So what's different?"

Angela sighed. She sank deeper and deeper into her bed as she pulled her blanket up to her chin. Her phone placed beside her head, as anxious hands grabbed at the blanket as if it'd help ground her into the moment.

"I had a wet dream about you." She started. Her voice continued on before Amanda could even respond, let alone fully process her words. "Do you remember when we were filming that poker video for Smosh Games? You were playing Tinky Winky and I was some fucking dude that just wanted coffee."

It sounded incredibly stupid now that Angela was putting it into words. The mention of a teletubby of all things and the thought of how many jokes she made during that shoot made Angela internationally cringe. She let out a silent groan, hating her subconscious for even pulling that thought in the first place.

"Uh," Amanda awkwardly started. "Where is this going?" She asked, before quickly adding on in a rushed voice. "I'm not judging you! I'm just confused!"

"Okay," Angela laughed this time. "Not what you're thinking, I'm sure," she said. "Look, you were choking me." She finally admitted, Amanda's words had helped calm her down. She always felt seen and listened to by her. Though the conversation wasn't exactly wholesome, and the context that started it all was nothing but silly, she couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, okay," Amanda said after a brief moment of silence. "So, you think you're into that?"

"Yeah, probably," Angela said. She looked up at her ceiling, her hands still fidgeting with the blanket.

Amanda let out a light chuckle. "That's cool," she said. "If you want to try it out at some point, we can.”

Angela could feel the smile pulling at her cheeks as she could feel a familiar twist in her stomach. "Thanks Amanda." A comfortable moment of silence followed, and Angela let herself let go of the blanket, putting her phone against her ear.

"So, do I need the Twinky Winky gloves or can we do without? Because personally, I really don't want that teletubby anywhere near something like that."

"Shut up!" Angela said, before breaking off into a genuine laugh. "I know it's stupid how this all originated! I blame my subconscious mind if anything!”

[strawberrykidneystone]

From Earth with Love

summary: phone sex with garrus while shepard is in lockdown on earth

a/n: garrus’ voice y’all…..

tws: voice kink, phone sex, masturbation, turian male genetalia written as hemipenes, cursing, intentionally all lower case, implied exhibitionism

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it had been a week since shepard had been on earth and she already had cabin fever.

there was only one person who she wanted to talk to.

or turian she should say.

shepard was laying back against her headboard and pulled up her omni-tool. it had limited access and the call would definitely be monitored, but at this point, she didn't care. the ache in her legs was enough for her to disregard any shame she might've felt otherwise.

as she pressed the call button, she waited with bated breath as her hand found her way under her pajama shorts. she started rubbing her clit and closed her eyes as she imagined it was garrus' fingers instead. suddenly the voice that she had been dying to hear came online, "hello? shepard?"

shepards breath hitched at the rumble of his deep voice and as it went straight to her core, her hand momentarily stopping, "garrus... i need you."

"shepard, you know you can't have any unregulated visitors on earth right now-"

"that's not what i mean vakarian. i mean i need you right now."

"oh. oh."

garrus knew what kind of effect his voice had on shepard, ever since their shared night together before the collectors, he felt how her body reacted whenever he praised her. it was nice to know that she longed for him as much as he missed her, but a call like this was still somewhat unexpected. he couldn't help but feel pity for whoever had to listen to the recording of her calls.

"you sound positively breathless shepard, did you already start without me?" he teased as he hastily got up from the basic grey desk and locked his office door. being a “reaper expert” had given him his own office that he didn't use very often, but it was very convenient for moments like this. he sat back in his plush chair and unbuckled the armor of the bottom part of his plates. his hemipenes extended from his slit as he imagined her touching herself, holding both shafts in his hand, running his blunt thumb talon over the heads.

shepard huffed and rolled her eyes, "you were taking too long vakarian, wish you were here right now," she said in a sultry tone and started to circle her clit again.

"yeah? what would you want me to do if I was there, hm? spare no details sweetie," he purred and started stroking himself, squeezing at the base every so often.

"well," she thought and bit her lip, "i would want you on your knees in front of me with my legs over your shoulders, i'd want you to fuck me with your tongue the way you know i like."

garrus groaned and bucked his hips up just thinking about the taste of her, he'd give anything to be buried in between her thighs right now, "god i miss the way you taste shepard, i'd fuck you with my tongue all night if you let me."

shepard audibly whimpered and inserted a finger into her hole, curling her knuckles towards her and thrusting them inside herself, "I just can't fill myself like you do garrus." she knew that saying that would inflate his ego, but her brain was already going fuzzy from pleasure.

garrus purred in appreciation and thrusted up into his hand, picturing her on top of him, riding both of his cocks with both of them stuffed inside of her. "I know shepard, I know. if I was there, i'd fill you up with just one, until I could feel that you were ready. then i'd split you open with my second cock and stuff you full. you'd like that wouldn't you shepard? my good girl, your little fingers can't fill you up the way I can."

shepard groaned and arched her back, putting two more fingers inside of herself and squeezing her eyes shut as she imagined garrus filling her up with both of his lengths. "god yes please, need you inside me, miss your cocks so much", she whimpered and rubbed her clit with her thumb as her fingers tried their best to intimidate the lengths she was fantasizing about.

"oh? i can hear that you're close already, are you gonna cum for me?" he said smugly and happily clicked his mandibles. he really had no room to tease her, he wasn't too far from cumming himself.

she whined and used her free hand to tug on the back of her hair, just like he would, "garrus please, need your voice to cum."

garrus let out a raspy moan and increased the pace of his hand, the heads of his cocks starting to swell, "you're doing so good for me shepard, filling yourself with your fingers but still being so empty. god i need to be in that tight little pussy again, so good and tight around me, nothing can compare to you, squeezing ever last drop out of me every goddamn time."

"yes- yes!" she shamelessly moaned as his voice and praise pushed shepard over the edge, cumming on her fingers. lightyears away, hearing her climax made garrus cream all over his hand.

the two sat in silence for a minute, listening to the other pant and catch their breath over the audio of the omni-tool.

"so..."

"so."

"i miss you garrus."

"i miss you too shepard."

"can we talk again soon?"

garrus chuckled, "to do this again or to actually talk."

"depends on you big guy." she teased and giggled softly, cleaning herself up. garrus used the tissues on his desk to wipe himself up and buckled his armor back into place.

"how about a mix of business and pleasure? i'd love to catch you up on the outside world that you're missing inside that prison of yours."

"they prefer the term 'house arrest' for all intensive purposes."

"i personally would call the whole thing crap."

"careful vakarian, big brother's listening."

"big brother?"

"yeah, you know, 1984? the book?"

"..."

"not in the turian education system huh."

"nope."

the two of them continued their conversation deep into the night, and had many similar nights over the next 6 months.

wk: 1,030

[madamefluffnstuff]

Night Watch

Fandom: Elder Scrolls Online

Pairing: Fennorian x Fem!Vestige

Rating: K

Warning(s): Fennorian and the Vestige are kinda sorta in a relationship? Could be interpreted as romantic or pre-romantic. Still very sweet.

Words: 653

AN: Small lil' fluffy drabble idea I got and it wouldn't leave my head.

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"We're in the Blue Palace," Fennorian said, slightly confused. "There's plenty of guards here. Why would you need me to keep watch?" If it were any other circumstance, Fenn would have been more than happy to stand guard for his friend. The Palace was probably the most secure place he knew of, so the question caught him off guard.

The Vestige shrugged. "I just feel safer with you around."

"...This doesn't have anything to do with that Grey Host assass-"

"You hush," she growled, glaring at the vampire as he stifled a laugh. "That blade came too close for comfort."

"All right, all right, I see your point," Fenn raised his hands in mock surrender. "In all seriousness, whatever you need, my friend. I'm happy to help."

The Vestige sighed with relief.

~*~

Fennorian couldn't sleep. Even if he were able to, the sweet embrace of rest avoided him.

He was currently going over some notes at the nearby desk. The heightened senses that came with vampirism aided him in "keeping watch", though he was more focused on the book at the moment. A quick glance out the window told him, judging by the sliver of moonlight, it was around two or three in the morning. Not a sound to be heard, save for his papers moving, inside or outside. Not even the crickets or the dog a few doors down.

The sudden rustling of fabric caught his attention, and he turned his gaze to the large double bed where the Vestige currently slept. She was laying on her side, and Fenn could just barely make out her quiet breathing. He indulged a brief impulse of curiosity and used his abilities to sense her vitals:

She was in a very, very deep sleep. Her heartbeat had slowed to a resting pace, her body completely relaxed and at ease, and her breathing was even and steady. One could drop a potion bottle next to her and she probably wouldn't wake.

As quietly as he could, Fennorian stood up and gently pushed the desk chair in. He made his way over to the bed, book still in hand.

The vampire sat down on the unoccupied side of the bed, propping himself against the pillows and headboard. As he got himself comfortable, the Vestige shifted in her sleep slightly. He reached over and gently stroked her hair to try and soothe her. It seemed to work, as she settled back in almost instantly. His hand moved automatically as he brushed a stray wisp of hair from her face, and for the briefest of moments, Fenn thought he saw her smile.

It could have just been his imagination, though.

He set the book on the nightstand and turned his full attention to the Vestige. In a very gentle, tender motion, Fenn slipped his hand under the cheek that rested on the pillow, cradling her face in his palm. She startled a moment, likely from his hand being cold. Almost instinctively, she leaned into his touch, causing the vampire to smile. To think he could elicit this kind of a reaction from her, even while she was still completely asleep...

Though vampires cannot feel temperature like mortals do, Fennorian felt an undeniable warmth from her presence. His thumb moved across the Vestige's cheek, gently stroking as her slow, steady breathing filled his ears. Cautiously, carefully, Fenn slid his hand out from under the Vestige's face. He then used his hands to push himself down a bit so he was laying on his back, head now comfortably centered on the plush pillows. Once he had settled in, he let out a contented sigh.

Being on the run more often than not had left Fennorian not being able to let his guard down. Deep sleep was now a foreign concept. But here, at the Blue Palace? With the Vestige at his side?

He could let his guard down for tonight.

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Wet tingling heat kicks him out of a light doze and Sam jerks, his left leg drawing up dumb and defensive, only there's solid warmth in the way and he can't pull back. What, he says. Or makes a sound like that.

Humming dumb chuckle down at his crotch. He squirms, sinks his hands into soft sweaty hair. Brain coming back online but checking things off all in the wrong order: good, hurting, Dean. Not a bad combo. What, he says, again, and his dick is cold—warm hot slipping away—his balls in soft fingers, a pressure at his hip, and there blurred against his pelvis, smiling, c'mon, Sammy, get the lead out.

His knee falls open. Dean's shoulders between his legs and a hot hand slipping up his side, thumb over his nipple, fingertips in his armpit. He's tipsy, formerly drunk, events still proceeding well enough that a hangover hasn't started. A fuck happened previously but he doesn’t actually remember the details other than that his dick is sticky-feeling, warm, a lurking heat somewhere between his hipbones that could go either way. His lips tingle and he lifts an arm over his head, stretching, a headboard somewhere up above and the sheets tangled around damp and hot.

Do it again, Dean says. Oh, if wishing made it so. He tips his knee in against the warm shoulder and there's a heavy moving weight over him, damp too, prickly hair against his thigh and then hands against his chest, his shoulders, gripping, total demand and assumption but one that for once he doesn't mind. A drag against his hips and then warm closing heat against his sides, soft-plush over his dick, dragging sticky, sweet. He reaches down and finds—a thigh, a hip. Prickly stubble, like bush trying to grow out, and an image assembles itself: thick endearing cut cock, heavy dark balls underneath. Shaved a lot of the time but buzzed short the rest. Curving up, dark at the tip, pretty, and cute under all that, just this total rush of affection to see it—knowing the salt at the head, the bitter bleach of the slit, the crushing softness there at the base where it's so easy to suckle and make the most insane sounds happen, up above. He fingers there, rough, and gets more sound above—puffed little gasps, like he's putting his fist into a stomach—and then, below, tight hot skin, and then wet—oh, wet—which is all things good, and hot too, and a clutching furl he can slide three fingers in easy as thinking it, and how it grips around his knuckles, and flexes, and he pulls in tight and makes all that hot heaviness above him squirm, and groan, and he thinks only then about the shape of his brother's ear and shoulder and flexing arm, braced on the headboard, his head thrown back, his body shoving down into the feeling.

He licks his lips, curls his fingers. Dean's hand on his pec squeezes hard, his hips rolling back. Sammy, he says, like it's a question. Like whatever the answer is, he doesn't mind. Awkward to have the pinky finger sticking out like an unwanted bit of rebar—he tucks it in with the rest, and pushes, and over the top of him there's this electric lurching spasm, all the weight centered there on his slippery knuckles, on how when his forearm flexes and he pushes up his hand sinks deeper into tight safety and he feels—like if he just kept going, if he pushed harder and focused, he'd get up inside where it's dark and close but nevertheless safe. Like if he was in there no one would be able to see, or know, and it would be okay. Everything would be okay.

It's possible he's more than tipsy.

His thumb braces back behind Dean's balls. Does it hurt, he wants to know. Yeah. Not a complaint. He reaches up and finds a sturdy wrist and tracks it to an elbow to a bicep to a shoulder, flexing, and holds his other hand still and lets Dean churn his hips against it, like if he worked hard enough he could fit the whole thing inside, somehow. Only that's not what he wants, is it? Not the fist. Please. Or is it both? The hand, the dick. A gun or a bottle. Everything? God—God, Sammy, I—

Off the headboard, fingers digging desperate at his dick. Squeezing, familiar, and a thick coiling ache in the pelvis responding. In the moment it's only thing that matters: an interlocking of want and need—a question asked and needing an answer. He's thick now, stiffly urgent, and he tugs out his hand and takes sweaty hips in a firm grip and pulls, and a shift above and a tilt and—encapsulating heat, raw and wild, shivering on oversensitive skin, insane. His hips curl into it and then relax.

Less urgency above, too. Like having gotten what was wanted there's now time enough in the world. He slides his grip and gets a fat double-handful of ass, and tips up his chin, and there's—a kiss, soft. Lips on his and then on his cheek, his temple. Breath against his ear. Missed you, Dean says. It's been half an hour at most but it isn't ridiculous because of course. Even with a hundred thousand miles right at each other's sides, even with knowing each other inside and out, even with confessions spilt and innermost thoughts known it's not enough. How could it ever be.

Sometimes he imagines climbing fully inside. A gross and terrible dream. Pushing in and stretching up and occupying the same space entirely. Skin against skin and bones settling alongside bones, two hearts beating in a solid four-part rhythm. Breath coming into one set of lungs and coming out the other. But—that wouldn't work, either. The best part, the only part that matters, is that immolating instant when one pierces the other—when there's that second, or a fraction of a second, when he breathes in and Dean breathes out—when it matters that they were separate, and now they're not. Have to separate to get that back again.

Dean sighs, against him. Feels good, he says.

Sam opens his eyes and the world settles a little more firmly onto its normal spin. He can't see much because it's dark but there's neon through the curtains and a moon beyond that, and anyway he's spent half his life scouting through the dark and what was it all for, if not this. Dean's face forms out of shadow. Sam, he says, soft.

Promise, Sam says, thick and dumb, and Dean nods fast and immediate like it was what he was expecting Sam to say—he leans forward over Sam's body, elbows either side of his head, like he's shielding him from something—his own dick soft, spent, dragging on Sam's stomach—rocks back and says I promise, says I do, says in some place Sam can't hear but knows it's true: I will, I will, I will.

[coffindoves]

it's odd sometimes, for me to think about, playing as a kid..... as i grew up & i got into fandom, & RPing OTP, & such, i learned how to actually play in the sense of having a story, or the vague idea of a script to follow, wanting to see things happen, etc. But when i was younger I rarely played like that i think....... at best, if there was a story happening, it was me drawing a scene of something, like a pikachu foraging for pecha berries. there is one singular time i can pinpoint, which is when i made a series of comics during early elementary school, about dinosaurs going on adventures & getting into trouble by going places they werent supposed to be.., like an allosaurus nest, or an island that was solely troodon territory LOL. dangerous shenanigans with her archeopteryx crush... the main character of that was a teeeny juvenile microraptor... i consider her to be my first sona.

otherwise um... i never really played 'house' or 'wolf packs' with other kids......... tbf i really NEVER played, with other kids LOL.. so part of it may just have been never getting/taking the opportunity, in person. most of my memories of play as a kid involve me just messing around with a plushie or figurine.. there were sometimes like, if i went outside with my tiny animal plushies, i would pretend to be that animal running around in the garden. but most of the time it was just me feeling the fabric, rubbing things like limbs & tails back n forth between my fingers.. i had to HOLD them constantly; would take them with me to school just to hold them in free time. and POSING. posing was extremely important. i wanted to see Scenes... i would like, place this hand-sized toothless plushie up in a tree branch; something just innately felt like he belongs there & should look like he's climbing through the branches. or like.. this set of eeveelution figurines i had gotten, i had to place them on top of my bookshelf in a way that they were lined up by Height, w/ the tallest being this Sylveon on a tree stump in the middle, & either side of it descended to a shorter one. whenever i wasn't actively touching at something i owned, they would all go back into their specific spot that was just like this.... so if i wasn't actively playing with them, i was at least comforted by them having a place on the shelf, next to who i felt like they should be next to. got very distressed if someone came into my room & moved them......... it was like, a High Honor to some toys, to be decorating specific parts of my room.

but ummm.. i still play with my stuff like this, hfkhhkg. the topmost of my bookshelf is a lot of misc plushies i had gotten as gifts over the years, my misc animals from zoo / hospital trips. Most of them are bats or various dinosaurs... there's also like. a Sanrio, a Jellycat, etc up there. & then the very first shelf is like, all the rando pokemons i've had since i was a kid.. i think all of them are Takara Tomy, except for the small ones which are keychains from pokemoncenter store online... the REAL IMPORTANT plushies to me, are all on my bed (big pokemons) or on my headboard (sitting cuties + omori plush) ...,, & then the two figurines i have, placed in a spot on my desk to look Pretty... the Special ones all go into easy access spots so that i can pet them & put them back at my leisure anytime.

[gvawood]

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Gilded Cage: Submitting to the Darkness Part 5

Originally Posted October 2016

Sloahne: <I felt groggy as I tried to force my senses to get back online with my body, I tried opening my eyes and they felt swollen and dry like sandpaper. My whole body felt raw and tender as I tried to move from the fetal position I found myself in ... I could feel the burn on my upper back, ass and thighs as the cool air drafting against my skin. I felt so weak, dizzy, dehydrated and just drained of all energy that I could barely pull myself in a halfway sitting position. What the fuck? Vampires didn’t get food poisoning or dehydration like humans, but the symptoms sounded similar to my predicament. 

I can feel satin sheet beneath my hands as I attempt to find purchase in getting myself upright. Satin?? As I pry my eyes open, searching for illumination and seeing a ray of light towards the right of me, I hear a jangle and look at my wrists to find lambskin leather cuffs surrounded by very thin lead chains. Fuuuuuck … what the hell is going on?

My head is spinning as I tried to remember the last place I was or what I was doing. Then, I remembered the rejection, the walk down memory lane, the #Dungeon and then the scene. I stopped contemplating the chains and looked around at my surroundings. I was in a huge poster bed where the chains connected to the headboard, the chains were long as I gingerly tried to find some coverings since unfortunately I found myself naked in a strange room. @@IAmAGildedCage

Drake: Considering how depleted my new pet was, I wasn’t surprised with her sleep. Being thrown into subspace, then fed on, would undoubtedly drag her to the brink of exhaustion, or worse, collapse. I had no concerns with keeping the beauty weakened, but I was not about to endanger her into collapse. One did not tarnish the diamond of their collection.

As the sensor chimed to let me know she was indeed awake, I rose from laptop, closing the program that had allowed me to sneak in and delete all security footage surrounding the #Dungeon … for several miles. Government monitoring was all well and good, for humans, but I didn’t consider myself worthy enough for their screen time, and I certainly didn’t want any trace footage of my car with the precious cargo I’d transported in the trunk.

Yes, I had felt a little guilty about the trunk, but I soothed myself with the fact she’d never remember.

Collecting the tray of food brought by Elan, my doggen, I made my way to the lead bolted door and calmly entered the safety code before sliding the lock aside. A check of the monitoring screen in the wall, to ensure she was still on the bed, and then I slipped inside, shutting it firmly behind me. The safety bolt shot home, a default trigger that could only be unlocked by myself, with a code that changed as soon as I left the room.

If you’re wondering … yes. I have been doing this a while. 

To be fair, the room itself was larger than many in my home I gave to the usual guests. A king bed, a dresser, bathroom and shower. Every luxury … bar freedom. Because they all belonged to me once they were here. And I couldn’t bear for them to leave …

“Good morning, Leelan,” I murmured, watching her on the bed, eyeing the chains that slinked and chinked against her. They were a precaution, for now. The sooner she accepted, the sooner the chains would be removed. The elegant lead bracelets I’d arranged for her would replace them, so she would have greater movement in and around the room … then perhaps the house. “I’ve brought you something to eat,” I muse, stepping closer, “and someone to drink.” I spread one arm wide, indicating myself. 

A few mouthfuls would be enough to keep her from the collapse I feared … but not enough to afford her the strength she might need to resist me. 

Sloahne: <I was startled when I heard an actual bolt being open as I brought up the satin sheet and brought my feet to the floor to find my bare feet meeting very plush carpet, expensive. I was even more surprised to recognize the new comer as the Dom I had played a scene with last night. Leelan?! What the fuck happened last night?>

Where am I? Why am I here? <I could scarcely recognize my own voice, as it came out as a hoarse whisper. Not that it mattered, he would be able to hear me clearly enough. I knotted the sheet around me to cover myself and tried to stand so I could meet him head on, face to face, eye to eye. My sudden adrenaline rush was enough to get me to my feet but the months of not feeding and my lacerations and bruises did make my movements cumbersome that I almost collapsed back on the bed.

I could clearly tell he wasn’t expecting my defiance as I drew in all my training and I quickly scanned the area for any weapon I could use because certainly he had nefarious plans for me considering the chains I found myself in and the dead bolt. Dearest Scribe, what have I gotten myself into?> [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: I let her use the sheet as some meager cover, but after last night there was really no part of her I was unfamiliar with. At least physically. She was yet to explore me however, but I’d give her time for that. Her blood tasted Chosen, but I was beginning to suspect she had not had all that much training as far as those pure females went. All the better for me. I’d much rather a female with fight and spark that tasted divine.

Giving her the time to assess the room, I hid my bemused smile and waited patiently, letting her reach the inevitable point of exhaustion and frustration. There was no mocking, no goading. I wasn’t about to torture her. Not unless she asked.

“Are you done, my dear?” I murmured, taking one small step closer. 

I could feign shock at her reaction, at her fierceness, easily enough, but in truth I’d suspected as much. It was why I’d bothered with the chains at all. Subs were one thing, but I now knew this female to be a Switch, meaning she had defiance, ferocity, personality. She was a female Chosen alone in the human world, by all accounts, and would have to be strong to endure it. All this I’d gleaned simply from observation and suspicion, though I hoped she’d fill in the last of the empty spots once she’d calmed and had something to eat. Better to be prepared for all scenarios.

“As you can see, you are no more harmed than what you wanted of me this past eve,” I continued, taking another small step, letting her have the time and space to accept my approach. “However, I must confess to my own break in protocol. I sampled your blood last night, Leelan. In the heat of the moment …”

I trailed off, a small shudder running down my spine before I fixed her with a steady look.

“You were ambrosia. I knew without a doubt what you were the moment you hit my tongue. Chosen.” And how could I let a Chosen go? “But in doing so I weakened you further, and I wish to offer you some of my own blood in return, if you wish. To stabilise you.” [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <Dearest Virgin Scribe! He knew! He damn well took blood from me without my knowledge. F. M. L. It took every fiber of my being to not panic and focus my thoughts on how I could escape. There had to be a way.

I was so royally screwed … no one knew where I was. No one even knew that I visited the #Dungeon early this morning. How long was I out? It felt like days around going by how much my body was depleted … just looking at the tray of food and seeing the faint blue lines of his veins had my fangs descending, making my mouth water.

It had been well so long since I last fed properly. Human blood only staved my hunger and I couldn’t control my reactions. Only undermining my growing need to try to appear strong and in control. The marks he had given me the night before were still branded on my skin giving me another disadvantage to my weakening state when I would have recovered otherwise had I been feeding properly.

I could not believe what a fool I've been. In my my near craziness to forget, all my guards were down thinking I was safe at the club. How the fuck did he smuggle me out of the #Dungeon. There had to be video footage, monitors, something … someone must have noticed. I just need to buy some time.

I felt another bout of dizziness as I was forced to fall down on the bed grabbing my throbbing forehead in pain. I didn't want any part of this male inside me much less being indebted to him in some way. Besides, I also had no idea what was in the food. He could be lacing the meal with narcotics to keep me compliant.>

Never. <I whispered vehemently as I gave myself over to the darkness and blacked out again.> [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: “Blast…”

Watching as the female crumpled back to the bed, I took a deep breath to calm the instinctive need to reach for her, cradle her. Instead I carried the tray to her bedside and set it down gently, careful not to disturb the contents incase she was inclined to have them when she woke. Perhaps she needed a tester before she’d trust it … hm, food for thought.

Mindful not to remove the sheet she’d inelegantly wrapped around that stunning form, I shifted her until she was once again lying across the bed, coddled by comforters and pillows. Looking at her now, I could see the toll, the effect my feeding coupled with this shock had done. She was too pale, the first blooms of dark shadows starting under her eyes. When was the last time this glorious female had fed? And from whom?

The idea of another male servicing her had my fangs punching down for a second, a growl threatening to rise in my throat until I choked it back. Shaking my head, I raked a hand through my hair and moved away from the bed.

I had two options. Allow her to come to again, try to coerce her into feeding enough to not border constantly on collapse, or force feed her. The latter was definitely a tempting option when she was already unconscious. A slice of the wrist, a mouthful or two fed into her, and then I’d have a little colour back in those cheeks.

And yet… I suspected force would only further cement me as the monster in her eyes. They’d all looked at me like that at first… but with patience and practice I had won them over. I could do it with her too.

So with a concentrated effort I moved away from the bed, taking the seat furthest from her but in her field of vision for when she woke. And I watched. And I waited. Hoping she wasn’t too far gone enough to return to me. [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <I took in peripheral senses before opening my eyes and knew that the vampire was present in the room I seemed to have been trapped in. I slowly opened my eyes and viewed the ceiling above me. Beautiful canopy … such an odd thing for me to observe. 

My body was so weak … I slowly turned my head to my captor. He sat elegantly clothed on a chair in the corner of the room watching me intently as I peered into his ice blue eyes. Why was he doing this to me? Surely, if he was able to ascertain that I was a Chosen, he also knew he risked the wrath of the Brotherhood if they had knowledge of my whereabouts. The King would have his head … 1) for capturing a Chosen against her will 2) and using her as a blood slave which had to be his intentions. A law that the King had abolished years ago as a gift to one of this Brothers it was rumored. Either cases … he risked himself and the fate of his family. He clearly came from a noble family considering the state of the room I awoken in. Money, power, esteem … I turned my eyes away back to the ceiling … no longer able to comprehend my predicament.

I had a choice to make … I could just lie here and die slowly and quite painfully in the next few days or feed from this male and try to find someway to escape this seemingly gilded imprisonment. Tear droplets slowly ran down my the sides of my face as I thought about my father. He would be horrified to see me this way after so many years of teaching me self defense to be strong and confident. When now, all I felt is feeble, inadequate and ashamed. I was so steadfast in my desire to forget … that I truly neglected all my training from my own father as well as #Trez and #Xhex. Crap … they must be so worried and more than likely pissed off. That made me smile a little. But they knew not where I was. I could only rely on myself to get out of this plight of enslavement.

I silently laid on the bed taking deep breaths as I waited for my captor to issue his edicts … I’m sure he had some … while I strategized my way out of here.> [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: I knew when she came to again; heard the faint rustle of the sheets and the breathy cadence as she drew in a deep inhale. She was weak, too weak to rise again, and I felt something inside me give a visceral twist of alarm and frustration. Tamping down the impulse to storm my ass over and thrust a vein at her, I took a breath of my own and rose slowly. A few steps and I was closer, close enough to take in the lines of that graceful form still hidden beneath the sheet I’d left wrapped around her. She was breathtaking, even when weakened. She would be unimaginable when strong …

“I would offer my vein again, my dear,” I murmured, not coming any closer, not without her permission. “I beg of you to take it. You are terribly weak, and I fear I would not be able to find another male to come here in time enough to keep you from falling further ill.”

Looking into her eyes, so full of woe and distrust, anger and misery, I tried to let her see my own sincerity. All I truly wanted, right now, was for her to feed enough to heal. I wanted her well. I wanted her happy. I wanted her resplendent and smiling and sliding those elegant fingers across my skin. But I wanted her to ‘want’ it …

“Please … please let me help you.” [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <I could only discern the cold around me as I sensed my life slowly draining from me. The satin sheets below my head were wet with my tears as I breathed in and out slowly to stay conscious. My chest ached as I took my breaths and as the male neared me, I felt my fangs knick my bottom lip and I was aware of my choice as I closed my eyes.> Ok.

<For whatever reason, the male seemed to be relieved at my acquiesce. As he brought his wrist towards my mouth, I tried to lift my head to bite and realized that I could not. He realized my failed attempt and quickly scored his own wrist and brought it back down to my lips. Soon after, the life sustenance was wetting the back of my throat as I quickly swallowed gaining more strength to begin sucking at his wrist as a babe would. The room felt warmer as I was able to perceive my surroundings. The taste of his skin, the soft cotton of his shirt … and the blood was taken away very soon after.

I gradually opened my eyes and into his eyes as I tried to focus. My stupor began to dissipate as I move my limbs to touch the bed and sheets as I made an effort to sit up and felt his arm around me assisting me up into a sitting position while maintaining my covering. He kept surprising me with his contradicting actions and manners in his duplicity. It was just confusing.> [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: Just a few mouthfuls and the female was looking better, her breathing settling, her eyes darting back and forth beneath those delicate lids. The feel of her lips on my skin was heavenly, and I had to make a concentrated effort not to let my own fangs slide down in longing.

When I thought she’d had enough, or just enough rather, I withdrew my wrist, slipping an arm around her to help her sit up, ensuring her covering was staying in place. Drawing pillows over from the pile, I gently placed them behind her, to help keep her upright without needing my presence. As much as I wanted to be there. When she was comfortable, I calmly withdrew, stepping away and toward the wardrobe tucked off to the side. It held simple luxuries; nightgowns, dresses, even slacks and blouses. Those I pictured her in when she was striding around the manor, giving orders to the doggen. It was a pleasant thought.

“Your attire from the #Dungeon was lost in transit, I’m afraid,” I murmured, sounding as contrite as I felt. It /was/ a lovely little outfit. “I was uncertain what you would like to be dressed in and thus thought you would like to make the choice.” I gestured toward the smaller style wardrobe. In this locked room, it was small. Upstairs had a much greater selection. “Please select whatever you like. If you like, I would be happy to assist you in eating as well, until you feel more yourself.”

Scribe, please let me feed you. Please … [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <I remained silent as he walked towards a closet apparently filled with clothes for me, specifically for me? WTF. How long was he planning on keeping me here? I started to panic slightly and I forced myself to breath normally so he wouldn’t notice my anxiety. I need to get away from him and escape this place.

Assist in feeding me? Feeding the opposite sex by hand is an intensely intimate gesture between the two persons. When a male offers to feed a female from his hand, it is a way of showing respect. Respect and affection. I could use this to my advantage … clearly he has some thought about this /relationship/ he has created in his head. Normally, I play the Dominant role as a Domme where I control a situation, as a sub that would not come into play since he clearly wanted to be in control. But topping from bottom may be key in my survival and hopefully freedom. He would expect some resistance from me … yet as a Dom, he would only tolerate so much. It was a fine line that I was walking. I would have to tread these waters very lightly.>

I’m ok. If you could just help me with the tray I can manage. [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: It wasn’t what I wanted - far from it - but she was ready to accept some aid, and I was ready to be patient and wait for more. Good things come to those who wait, right?

Fetching the tray, I placed it near her on the bed then assisted until she was seated comfortably. Putting the tray in her lap, I then retreated to a respectable distance and tilted my head, watching her curiously.

“There is a shower through this door,” I murmur, gesturing off to the side, “and again, I am ready to be of assistance if needed. Nothing untoward.” 

The bathroom was equipped with the basics for sanitary needs… and absolutely nothing else that could be used as a weapon. I had a sneaking suspicion that would be the first thing she investigated in this room, but in truth there was very little if anything she could turn against me. [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <I nodded my acknowledgement of the location and request.> Ok.

<I thought he would leave at that point, but to my disappointment, he remained waiting for something perhaps? I have no clue. To be observed so closely and attentively was unnerving to say the least. As well as unexpected. Most males wouldn't want a long drawn out conversation … they mostly rather just deal with a little small talk, and a suck and fuck. Done. Not this one apparently. 

I tried to pretend he wasn't in the room as I ate my meal slowly. I still felt immensely tired and drained and could barely use the utensils to cut the chicken and sides that were prepared for me. I was too famished to consider any use of narcotics to keep me passive. I needed some energy to fight and survive my time here so I forced myself to eat what he had provided and remained quiet and I waited for him to fill the space.> [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: The calm, reserved silence as she ate was yet another testament to her strength of character. A will that would most definitely be hard to break. She was strong, independent, and I suspected had never much relied on anyone but herself. How exhausting …

“Is the food to your liking?” I murmur, eyeing the plate. “If there is something you’d prefer I would be more than happy to provide it. I care not about the expense or how rare,” I add with a small, tentative smile, looking to her hopefully. “And anything you wish to drink.”

The hopeful, almost doleful expression wasn’t over done; if you pushed too much they were too suspicious, but when you were cautious, like them, they settled. Mirrors were soothing when people thought they saw themselves. [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <My own preferences? I’m a captive in his home for some unknown reason and yet I get a choice in food and drink? None of this is making any sense to me. I raised an eyebrow at this comment and considered my next few words as I decide we need to put all the cards on the table.> 

Hmmm, anything I want? I would prefer to be able to leave. <Watching his facial expression, I knew the answer to that, so I added.> Why am I even here? We had one scene, if you wished to see me again, you only had to ask. Are you looking for a ransom? Because I hate to tell you … I’m no one of value. <I almost felt my lip quiver slightly at how much that hurt for me to admit. I’ve kept to myself for so long in order to hide my secret that I only had a smaller than a handful of people who knew that I even existed. I quickly charged forward and changed the subject, the food was fortifying my cheeky behavior and asked.> What is the need to imprison me? You must realize that blood slaves are forbidden now. [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: I tilted my head at her first ‘preference’, and judging by the light in my eyes she probably already knew the answer to that one, so I let her continue. As she wondered about a ransom, I felt the tide of her emotions swell, as if she was thinking of either how little she had, or how few people there might be to miss her.

“Maybe I don’t see it as imprisonment?” I offer after a moment, voice quiet and contemplative as I watch her. “Maybe I see it as protection?”

Leaning forward ever so slightly, enough that the light caught my eyes and turned the blue into the sweep of colour that ran just off the shoreline in the ocean, right before dropping to darker water, I spoke honestly.

“I would not ransom you, for there is no price one could pay. You are priceless,” I murmur gently, aching to take the weight off her shoulders so that for just a while, she didn’t have to be so strong. “You have such strength in you, but I cannot fathom how exhausting it must be to bare the burden alone. It is not my intention to bleed you like a slave,” I add, my nose wrinkling in disgust as I shook my head. “I will not take again unless it is freely offered, and that I have done so already I truly apologize for. My only reasoning is that I was undone in the #Dungeon, and lost myself in you.”

And I was sorry for that. Had I realized this exquisite female was so depleted I would never have dared touch her vein, even after the pleasurable high. Looking into her eyes, I kept my voice calm, level. So very matter of fact, as if the whole world was aware.

“Do you not see how beautiful you are? How exquisite?” [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <”Protection”? What? Like he was the #Primale? That’s why I was hiding in the first place, to avoid the #Primale. I took every effort to not roll my eyes in anger and ultimately in irony. But then as he continued with his explanation and I watched emotions reflected in his eyes as he was solely focused on me. 

It was difficult to keep a clear head as his words washed over me like a soothing balm to my recently unsettled ego. My past and the present anguish mixing together in the last 24 hours causing this cocktail of a clusterfuck that has led me here in the first place.

I knew that whatever he was saying was a ploy to earn my trust but at the same time … for some reason … they made my chest ache wanting the words to be true. It must be my weakening state that had all my emotions in a turmoil. From the rejection from the club to recollection of my childhood to the loneliness that has been plaguing me for years … my psychological walls have finally fallen. Gathering as much fortitude as I could muster, I replied quietly.> 

Again, I’m no one. <What I needed to remember that this isn’t real. This male had no idea who I was or what I’m really like. It was essential that I play this game he was orchestrating for as long as I can so I can escape this luxury jail cell. I finished all I could and place the utensils back on the tray and pushed it away signaling my completion.> [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: There was the bite of attitude in her eyes at my words; a disbelief and cynicism toward the world that was too deeply ingrained for me to wash it away with a few sweet words in one sitting. No, that I could not combat, at least not right now. But every hopeless romantic had to start somewhere to convince the girl she was the one.

Yet the longer I spoke, the more my words sank in, I could see they meant something to her, some of that tension seeping away as she looked away from me, avoided my gaze. How could no one see her value? How could no one look upon her and not feel beholden? It was astonishing to me, and were I to ever meet the male or males that had made her look so withdrawn, think herself as ‘no one’, then I would gladly rip their spines out and garrotte them to death with them. 

“To the world you might be one person, but to one person … you might be the world,” I murmured gently, reaching out slowly and taking the tray, carrying it to the door and setting it down. “Would you like to shower?” I offer, gesturing toward the door. “I would not presume to accompany you unless you would like assistance … but I would very much like to stay in this room should you need help or call. I would hate for you to fall in there,” I add honestly, the thought of her slender, curvaceous form hitting the marble making my gut twist. [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <The world, hmmmm? I quickly shook my head slightly to rid myself of the pretty words I’m sure he has spoken to others to gain their affections. How I could I trust a male who has kidnapped me and holding me against my will?

The thought of a warm shower would be extraordinary … but then I remember my cuts in my back from the previous night. I lifted my torso slightly, keeping the sheet over my chest as I peered at my back using the beautiful cheval mirror in the corner of the room near the bed, I winced slightly at the pull of the muscles. With my earlier feeding, they had closed but were still raw and puckered red, so the shower would be ok.>

I’ll be fine. <I gradually made it to the bathroom, covering myself with the sheet, but my strength waned a bit and I had to instead grip the marble counter and it pooled on the ground around my feet. I could hear him coming closer and held my hand up.> I’m fine … 

<I took my last bit of strength to close the door and slowly collapse to the floor to rest a bit before crawling to the shower to turn it on. I sat against the wall allowing the cold tile to cool my back as I waited for the water to warm and quietly cried. I have never felt so defeated before. I was so physically exhausted … I undoubtedly waited too long to feed combined with the lashing I received last night and the very little blood he gave me to just recover enough … was frankly not enough to get me back to normal at all. It was his plan, no doubt … to keep me pliant and amenable. Submissive. It has been almost a century since I last cried … it was so unlike me. Scribe, it was infuriating. My rising frustration resulting in tears. Once the room began to fog, I crawled into the shower allowing the water to cleanse my body of the sweat, dirt, but the shame remained all the same.> [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: To my credit, or perhaps will power, I didn’t move to collect her, or even put a hand to her back to assist her as she made her painful way across the room. When the sheet fell I couldn’t help but take a step, yet her hand rose, holding me back with such a simple gesture.

As the door shut, I let out a breath and ghosted closer, leaning against the wall silently and listening for sounds of distress. When the muffled murmur of her tears reached me, I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath and hardening myself to keep from venturing in. Mine was not the comfort she wanted now, yet mine was all she had. Oh, how the waiting game became so much harder when they meant that much more. All that beauty and strength and none yet who had appreciated it? Was I the only male left with eyes?

Leaning properly against the wall, I faced into the room and waited, fists clenched at my sides as I tried to breathe through the impulse to step in and scoop her up, give the aftercare to the wounds we’d revelled in the night before, and hold her as she succumbed to an exhausted sleep. For now that was a dream, but so often my dreams became reality … [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <My tears ran down the drain along with the water as I laid there pondering what I needed to do to escape this place. The whole scene in the bedroom running through my head attempting to clear it of the mind games he was playing with me and distinguishing fact from fallacy. 

Time passed as I sat in the shower, pruning up and I wanted to wash my hair but as I reached for the bottles provided above me, they fell on top of me bouncing back from the tile and hitting my back. The wounds peeled open easily due to sitting in the water for so long and as the hard plastic struck my back it forced me to unintentionally cry out as I gasped in pain.> [@IAmAGildedCage]

Drake: The cry of pain ruined my resolve to stay out and give her space, too concerned for her welfare to let her pride hinder me now. Opening the door I darted inside, brow furrowing as I took in her bowed form, crumpled in the shower. Blood was running fresh from the marks down her back, and as I took in the bottles of product littering the floor I realized she’d reached for them from her weakened position and brought them unintentionally crashing down on her.

Without hesitating I strode forward, my long sleeved shirt sticking to my arm as I reached into the shower and flipped off the water. Reaching for the dense, fluffy towel hanging from the rack, I knelt beside her and ignored the tense set of her shoulders, the uncertainty, the faintest tinge of fear. It was fair to be afraid; in a strange place, with a strange man, naked and vulnerable, many women would cower. Yet her fear seemed so much less than so many others before her. 

She was incredible.

Tenderly wrapping her in the soft material, avoiding skin on skin contact as much as possible and pointedly not staring at the perfection that was her body, lest she think me beyond redemption, I then carefully slid my arms beneath her and lifted. She was all slender curves and muscle, her weight hardly noticeable as I tucked her against my chest and carried her from the bathroom back to the bed.

Setting her gently on the mattress, I darted back to the bathroom and returned with another towel, calmly lifting the wet ropes of her hair to pat and press dry. They weren’t washed from what I could tell, but I certainly didn’t want her resting with wet hair, and there’d be time for that later. When the masses felt damp rather than sodden I tossed the towel aside, kneeling at the edge of the bed. 

Without thinking I lifted my hand, baring my fangs and scoring my wrist. The burst of pain was fleeting, and yet it helped me see her that much more clearly as I brought my wrist to her mouth and offered her more. A few more mouthfuls and her wounds would heal, she would stand under her own power without flinching, and she would sleep that much more peacefully. I could deal with that, I realized numbly. I needed her to be okay more than I needed her to be compliant. Interesting … 

“Please drink, Leelan. Take more. I cannot bare to see you in this much pain,” I whisper honestly. Let me give you the aftercare you deserve, I thought desperately, the ache in my chest something visceral. [@Sloahne_BDB]

Sloahne: <I knew it was too much to consider that he was still in the vicinity to hear my exclamation. I heard his crashing entrance into the bathroom and felt him hovering over me from above as he turned off the water and gathered me in a soft towel and brought me back to the bed. 

I sank into the bed with extreme fatigue and could not fight him as he dried my hair and body of wetness. His gentleness was so contradictory from the situation, it was perplexing. The feelings of inadequacies for some reason faded as he cared for me so reverently that I had to squeeze my eyes shut to remind myself of the precarious situation that I was in … rather than some dream life I would never have imagined for myself … a male to take care of my needs after years and years of being alone and taking care of myself.

He surprise me when he scored his wrist once more to feed me. I had no choice, I needed to heal and feed. As I drank his nutriment, I knew he would be able to find me anywhere. That was the disadvantage of feeding from someone. You can feel the echo of yourself inside of someone for a period of time. I would have to hide for months on end until it faded from my system. 

I flinched slightly as he called me Leelan again. A term of endearment in the old language, loosely translated as "dearest one". I finished drinking once I felt my skin start to knit together and my hunger diminished. A passing thought cause me to hesitate, but decidedly I licked his wound to seal it closed. 

I could feel my eyes closing from my enervation as my consciousness was shutting down to allow my body to recuperate.> Only use my name. <I quickly murmured to his foreseeable question before my world went black once again.> Sloahne … [@IAmAGildedCage]

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Tips For Selecting the Right Luxury Bed For Small Bedrooms

Is there anything more indulgent than sinking into the plush comfort of a Luxury Bed after a long day? However, when space is at a premium, finding the perfect Luxury Bed NZ for your small bedroom can be a challenge. 

But fear not! With the right tips and tricks, you can transform your compact space into a sanctuary of style and relaxation. Let's dive into how to select the ideal Luxury Bed for your cosy abode.

Understanding Your Space

Before you start browsing through catalogues or scrolling online stores, take a good look at your bedroom. Measure the dimensions carefully to determine how much space you have to work with. 

Consider the layout of the room and identify any potential obstacles, such as doors, windows, or built-in furniture. Understanding your space is the first step towards finding the perfect Luxury Bed that fits seamlessly into your small bedroom.

Prioritise Comfort and Quality

When it comes to selecting a Luxury Bed, comfort and quality should be at the top of your priority list. After all, what good is a beautiful bed if it doesn't provide a restful night's sleep? 

Look for features such as high-quality materials, supportive mattress options, and ergonomic designs. Don't compromise on comfort, even in a small space. Investing in a Luxury Bed NZ that promotes rest and relaxation is essential for your overall well-being.

Opt for Space-Saving Designs

In a small bedroom, every inch of space counts. Look for Luxury Bed designs that offer clever space-saving solutions without sacrificing style or comfort. Consider options such as storage beds with built-in drawers or ottoman beds that provide hidden storage space beneath the mattress. 

Wall-mounted headboards or platform beds with minimalistic frames can also help maximise floor space and create the illusion of a larger room.

Choose the Right Style

The style of your Luxury Bed can significantly impact the overall look and feel of your bedroom. When selecting a bed for a small space, opt for sleek and streamlined designs that won't overwhelm the room. 

Consider neutral colours or soft hues to create a serene and inviting atmosphere. If you're a fan of luxurious accents, choose a Luxury Bed with elegant details such as tufted upholstery, ornate headboards, or metallic finishes.

Embrace Multifunctional Pieces

In a small bedroom, versatility is key. Look for Luxury Bed options that serve multiple functions to make the most of your limited space. A daybed with a trundle can provide seating during the day and extra sleeping space for guests at night. 

Adjustable beds with reclining features or built-in massage functions offer personalised comfort and convenience. By embracing multifunctional pieces, you can create a stylish and practical bedroom oasis.

Consider Customisation Options

When shopping for a Luxury Bed, don't be afraid to explore customisation options to tailor the design to your specific needs and preferences.

 Many furniture retailers offer customisable bed frames, headboards, and upholstery fabrics, allowing you to create a one-of-a-kind piece that perfectly complements your small bedroom. 

By customising your Luxury Bed, you can ensure that it fits seamlessly into your space while reflecting your personal style.

Final Thoughts

Finding the right Luxury Bed NZ for your small bedroom may require some careful consideration, but the end result is well worth the effort. 

By prioritising comfort, space-saving designs, and personal style, you can create a cosy and inviting retreat that feels like a five-star hotel right in the comfort of your own home. 

With these tips in mind, you'll be well on your way to enjoying restful nights and luxurious lounging in your small bedroom sanctuary.

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From Sofa Sets to Study Desks: Explore the Complete Range of Furniture Online at Creaticity Online

Step into the enchanting realm of Creaticity Online, where each piece of furniture and home decor item tells a unique story of style, comfort, and creativity. Our virtual showroom beckons you to embark on a journey of aesthetic discovery, where every click unveils a treasure trove of possibilities for transforming your living space into a haven of beauty and functionality. From the allure of plush sofa sets to the allure of stylish study desks, and from the charm of captivating wall art to the elegance of ambient lighting, Creaticity Online invites you to explore the boundless realm of furniture and home decor, where every piece is infused with the essence of timeless design and impeccable craftsmanship.

Exploring Our Collections:

At Creaticity Online, we understand the pivotal role furniture plays in shaping the ambiance and functionality of any space. That's why we've meticulously curated a diverse collection of furniture pieces, crafted to meet your individual needs and preferences.

1. Living Room Essentials:

Transform your living room into a cozy retreat with our exquisite range of sofa sets, coffee tables, TV units, and more. Whether you prefer modern minimalism or classic elegance, our collection boasts a wide variety of styles, colors, and materials to complement every taste and budget. From plush fabric sofas to sleek leather recliners, our living room furniture is designed to elevate your relaxation experience and create a welcoming atmosphere for family and guests alike.

2. Bedroom Bliss:

Create your own sanctuary with our stylish and comfortable bedroom furniture. From elegant bed frames and headboards to spacious wardrobes and bedside tables, our collection combines functionality with timeless design to ensure a restful and rejuvenating sleep experience. Choose from a range of materials and finishes, including solid wood, metal, and upholstered options, to personalize your bedroom oasis and create the perfect ambiance for rest and relaxation.

3. Home Office Solutions:

Upgrade your home office with our range of ergonomic and stylish study desks, office chairs, bookcases, and storage solutions. Whether you're working remotely, studying, or pursuing your passion projects, our furniture pieces are designed to enhance productivity and creativity. Explore our collection of sleek and modern desk designs, ergonomic chairs with adjustable features, and versatile storage solutions to create a functional and inspiring workspace that supports your professional and personal goals.

4. Dining Delights:

Elevate your dining experience with our range of dining tables, chairs, and buffets. Whether you're hosting a formal dinner party or enjoying a casual meal with family, our dining furniture sets the perfect backdrop for memorable moments and delicious meals. Choose from a variety of styles, including traditional, farmhouse, and contemporary designs, to create a dining space that reflects your unique taste and personality. Our durable and stylish dining furniture is crafted from high-quality materials to ensure years of enjoyment and functionality.

5. Outdoor Oasis:

Transform your outdoor space into an inviting retreat with our range of outdoor furniture. From cozy patio sets and lounge chairs to stylish dining sets and garden benches, our collection allows you to enjoy the beauty of nature in comfort and style. Crafted from weather-resistant materials such as rattan, aluminum, and teak, our outdoor furniture is built to withstand the elements and provide years of enjoyment for you and your family. Whether you're relaxing with a book on your patio or hosting a barbecue with friends, our outdoor furniture is designed to enhance your outdoor living experience and create lasting memories.

Why Choose Creaticity Online:

- Wide Range of Options: Explore a diverse selection of furniture pieces to suit every taste, style, and budget.

- Quality Assurance: Shop with confidence knowing that all our furniture is crafted from high-quality materials and undergoes rigorous quality control checks to ensure long-lasting durability and comfort.

- Convenient Shopping Experience: Enjoy the ease and convenience of shopping for furniture online, with user-friendly navigation, secure payments, and doorstep delivery options available.

- Expert Guidance: Our team of furniture experts is always available to assist you with product recommendations, design advice, and any other queries you may have. Whether you need help choosing the perfect sofa for your living room or designing a functional home office setup, we're here to help you every step of the way.

Whether you're furnishing a new home, redecorating a space, or simply looking for that perfect piece to complete your interior design vision, Creaticity Online has everything you need to bring your ideas to life. Explore our complete range of furniture online today and transform your space into a place you'll love to call home. Happy shopping!

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Transform Your Bedroom with Wingback Bed with Drawers by Plush Furniture

In today's hectic world, maintaining a calm and clutter-free bedroom is crucial for getting a good night's rest. Plush Furniture, a renowned name in the furniture industry, has introduced a revolutionary solution to enhance both comfort and storage in the bedroom with its Wingback Bed with Drawers. This article examines the qualities and advantages of this ground-breaking piece of furniture, emphasizing how it blends design, use, and convenience to make your bedroom a tranquil retreat.

Stylish Design and Timeless Elegance:

The Wingback Bed with Drawers by Plush Furniture features a stylish design and timelessly elegant appeal that instantly raises the visual appeal of any bedroom. With its soft curves and exquisite tufting, the unique wingback headboard offers a touch of opulence and elegance. This bed was meticulously crafted, and you may personalize it to match your preferences and current décor by choosing from a variety of high-end upholstery options.

Ample Storage Space:

The Wingback Bed with Drawers' innovative incorporation of storage space without sacrificing beauty is one of its most notable characteristics. The bed frame has many roomy drawers that are neatly placed underneath the platform for the mattress. These built-in drawers have plenty of space for storing additional blankets, pillows, clothes, or anything else you want to keep arranged and accessible. A clutter-free atmosphere is created by the intelligent design, which guarantees that the storage solution melds effortlessly with the overall structure.

Convenience and Functionality:

The Wingback Bed with Drawers is a monument to Plush Furniture's understanding of the value of convenience in contemporary living. The built-in drawers maximize floor space and improve the design of the bedroom by eliminating the need for extra dressers or storage boxes. Whether you live in a large bedroom or a small studio apartment, this bed provides a useful way to organize and clean your living area.

Conclusion:

The Wingback Bed with Drawers by Plush Furniture redefines the concept of bedroom furniture by seamlessly integrating style, functionality, and convenience. With its elegant design, ample storage space, and superior comfort, this bed offers a sanctuary of relaxation and organization. Whether you're living in a small apartment or a spacious home, this innovative piece of furniture proves that you don't have to compromise on either comfort or storage. Plush Furniture has once again raised the bar in the furniture industry, making the Wingback Bed with Drawers a must-have for those seeking both style and practicality in their bedrooms.

Visit www.plushfurniture.co.uk 

Feel free to connect us at plush@plushfurniture.co.uk or 01924672133

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Revamp Your Bedroom Décor: Shop Stylish Beds Online

Your bedroom is more than just a place to sleep; it's your personal sanctuary, a reflection of your style and comfort. If you're looking to revamp your bedroom décor and elevate your space to new heights of elegance and comfort, it's time to explore the world of beds online. With an array of stylish options available at your fingertips, transforming your bedroom into a haven of relaxation and sophistication has never been easier.

Discovering Your Dream Bed Online

When it comes to finding the perfect bed for your space, the online marketplace offers an abundance of choices to suit every taste and preference. Whether you prefer the sleek lines of a modern platform bed or the timeless elegance of a classic four-poster, there's a bed online to match your style. With the convenience of online shopping, you can browse through countless options from the comfort of your own home, allowing you to take your time and find the perfect piece to complete your bedroom ensemble.

Exploring Styles and Designs

From minimalist Scandinavian designs to opulent upholstered frames, the world of beds online is brimming with inspiration for every décor theme. Explore sleek metal frames for a contemporary vibe, or opt for a rustic wooden bed to bring warmth and charm to your space. With a myriad of styles and designs to choose from, you can effortlessly customize your bedroom to reflect your unique personality and aesthetic preferences.

Quality and Comfort: A Winning Combination

When shopping for beds online, quality and comfort should always be top priorities. Look for reputable retailers that offer high-quality craftsmanship and durable materials to ensure that your investment will stand the test of time. Consider features such as supportive slat systems and plush upholstered headboards to enhance your comfort and create a luxurious sleeping experience. With the right combination of style, quality, and comfort, your new bed will become the focal point of your bedroom décor for years to come.

Making the Most of Your Space

Whether you're working with a spacious master bedroom or a cozy studio apartment, choosing the right bed can help maximize your space and create a harmonious atmosphere. Explore space-saving options such as storage beds with built-in drawers or sleek platform designs that offer a low-profile look. By selecting a bed that complements the scale and layout of your room, you can create a balanced and inviting space that promotes relaxation and tranquility.

Accessorizing Your Sanctuary

Once you've found the perfect bed online, it's time to add the finishing touches to complete your bedroom transformation. Dress your bed with luxurious linens, plush pillows, and cozy throws to create a sumptuous sleeping oasis. Incorporate stylish bedside tables and lighting fixtures to enhance the functionality and ambiance of your space. With careful attention to detail and a touch of creativity, you can elevate your bedroom décor to new heights of sophistication and style.

Conclusion: Restful Nights Await with Beds Online

Revamping your bedroom décor and shopping for stylish beds online is the first step towards creating a sleep sanctuary that reflects your personal style and promotes restful nights. With an abundance of options to choose from and the convenience of online shopping, transforming your bedroom into a haven of comfort and elegance has never been easier. Explore the endless possibilities available and embark on a journey to create the bedroom of your dreams—one stylish bed at a time.

Must Read: Experience Unparalleled Comfort: Introducing Smart Grid Mattresses

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Dreamland Defined: Crafting Your Ideal Bed with American Home Furniture

Your journey to the perfect bed begins at American Home Furniture, where comfort meets style in an exploration of sizes, styles, and personalization. Join us on this odyssey, as we navigate through the intricacies of creating a dreamland that resonates with your unique taste and brings your bedroom vision to life.

1. Size Symphony: Orchestrating Your Sleep Space

Harmonize your bedroom with the right-sized bed. American Home Furniture offers a melodic range, from the cozy Twin to the expansive California King. Dive into the symphony of sizes, ensuring your bed not only fits your room but also becomes the crescendo of comfort within your sleep sanctuary.

2. Style Chronicles: Unveiling Your Bed Aesthetic

Beds are more than furniture; they're visual narratives. Immerse yourself in the chronicles of bed styles at American Home Furniture. From the timeless elegance of canopy beds to the modern allure of platform designs, discover the style that narrates your unique aesthetic, transforming your bedroom into a captivating story.

3. Plush Portraits: Elegance in Every Thread

Indulge in the plush elegance of upholstered beds, where each thread tells a story of comfort and sophistication. American Home Furniture presents a gallery of sumptuous fabrics, inviting you to create a personalized masterpiece. Immerse yourself in the luxury of soft textures, ensuring your bed becomes a portrait of coziness and opulence.

4. Smart Storage Solutions: Beds Beyond Sleeping

Innovate your sleep space with beds that offer practical elegance. American Home Furniture introduces smart storage solutions, seamlessly integrating drawers and ottomans into the bed frame. Explore functionality that complements style, turning your bed into a practical yet aesthetically pleasing centerpiece.

5. Budget Bliss: Affordable Beds, Uncompromised Quality

Discover the intersection of budget-friendly and quality in American Home Furniture's beds for sale. Navigate through options that promise enduring style and comfort without breaking the bank. Your dream bed is not just a wish; it's a reality waiting to be embraced.

6. Signature Sanctuaries: Your Personalized Bed Oasis

Transform your bed into a signature sanctuary that echoes your personality. American Home Furniture empowers you to customize your bed, from the finish of a wooden frame to the fabric of an upholstered headboard. Craft a bed that resonates with your unique preferences, turning your bedroom into a haven of personal expression.

In conclusion, the perfect bed is an ode to size, style, and personalization. With American Home Furniture's collection of beds, this journey transcends mere functionality, becoming an exploration of creating a dreamland defined by comfort, style, and individuality. Visit online to discover the bed that awaits, promising to elevate your sleep experience to the realms of dreamland defined.