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Mature Thread Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
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RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
Of course, she was acting out, throwing a tantrum, whatever Niall was accusing her of doing. Forget the fact that he was being a chauvenistic ass and trying to play the wrong kinds of game for the mood. Oh, she didn't mind bedroom games, in fact she reveled in them, but games of the mind had no place there -- a little teasing was far different to allowing someone to feel like an idiot.

"Frustration which you seem to enjoy causing, it would seem," The woman shot back acidly as her hand was grabbed, before taking a breath and huffing a sigh. Why couldn't anything just be real without some kind of move or talk that made one of them angry or upset? Or maybe it was just that emotions were still running high and while they both seemed to want to reconcile, more seemed to happen to cause conflict. "If you wish to forget then concentrate on something else and don't bring the scit up," She shook her head dismissively with a small grumble, even as her mind wandered briefly to Cathasach and the apparant almost danger he'd been in.

"Passion? You talk much, Niall, but I've seen no action to back up this claim," Sneering slightly, Aithne was then caught a little offguard as her arm was pinned against the wall, the robe she was holding falling open again as her free hand pressed against his chest. Her expression remained passive as she watched him, even as her heart beat a little faster and she struggled against his hold for a moment. Seemed he was finally taking some action, her frustrated ploy having actually roused him.

"I don't want you gone," Aithne's voice was breathy with the pressure of teeth on her throat, but there was still strength in her tone as she continued, "I want us done with fucking mind games with one another, and for you to stop thinking about work and start thinking about right now and acting like you actually find me desirable... take pleasure in me and my body you annoying fucking prat. Foreplay, lovemaking, whatever, just stop fucking around because you're worried I don't care about you."

With her free hand, Aithne gripped Niall's jaw and pulled his face forcefully from her throat so she could stare into his eyes with her own burning gold gaze, "If you did not have a place in my heart, we would not be here right now, especially with the scit you're pulling. But I assure you, that you will get to know a whole lot more of me than you ever have if you just quit holding back." Grabbing at the back of his head, tangling her fingers in his hair, Aithne then pulled him to her for another searing kiss, nipping his lower lip as she broke it to whisper against his mouth, "Now why don't you show me some of that Morrigan passion already."

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RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
Was this going to be all of his relationships? Always dealing with hot passions and never getting a break? That idea stayed with him for a moment as he sighed and sat there. Waiting for her retort as she spoke to him. Having her pinned to the wall he let her talk and just would wait. there was no purpose in speaking when the woman was just goign to offer a retort. Niall had patience, and patience would imply right now that he was being patience. Quite the contrary, in fact he was being apathetic. A level of apathy that had settled upon him when the game had gone sour. His mind had just simply switched to other cares and other considerations. What to do now? What to do?

He took a moment to think a bit more. Then she was once again mocking him and telling him how he lacked passion. It was likely true. Niall had hardened his heart over the last several years. An action that was the result of what him facing so many troubles over the last two centuries of his life. How could one truly begin to quantify the amount of experience that passed and was felt during two centuries of life. Was he remotely the same person he was before? That question alone would stay with him for years to come. Niall finished kissing the woman then. Leaving a very somewhat vivid read mark against the flesh of her golden neck.

"Always with the grandiose explanations." He replied as he heard her voice get all breathy. Niall smirked internally. How could women alway smake sex so adorabl with how they reacted? That chauvinistic comment was not at all far off for what he was. The man had spent years growing up from tendencies and a manner he had created years ago. The change in his attitude ha donly come when his mother had nearly ripped his arm off. But, Aithne was right, he had become consumed by work for the past several years. Time that he could not, and would never get back. For a moment he smelled her hair and her body. It was a strange move, but it was a move he wished to take.

Then she held his jaw and brought his gaze to hers. The woman uttered a challenged about Morrigan passion. Show her the Passion of the Morrigan? There is no way to show, there is only experience. The man smiled as he gripped the side of her head and pushed her carefully, but with force against the wall. Her face was soon taken by his as he kissed her in a somewhat violent manner. That was Morrigan's passion. Not uch to it. He lifted on of her legs up so he was kneeing between her thighs as he nipped her upper lips.

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RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
Perhaps there was more to this than games and acknowledgements, tempers and dismissives. The pair had lived long lives, neither of them easy, and the past century especially having seen them change, some parts in little ways, some parts in larger. All Aithne knew was that she had grown tired of games in her personal life. She had closed herself off for so many years, but if she had any hope of being happy then she had to take a chance, but she had to know that she wasn't the only one.

"Oh, shut up," Aithne's breathy voice told the man as he made comments on her own explanations, despite the fact that he ran his mouth off as well. Still, there was a small smirk on her lips nonetheless, the flesh on her throat warm to the touch and slightly sensitive after the attention paid to it. She kept her hand tangled in his hair after having kissed Niall and given her challenge, eyes closing a moment as she remembered her fondness of having it falling around them like a dark curtain as he rested over her, back when they'd still been bedding one another. Her eyes opened and she caught his smile and she returned it in kind.

Forced against the wall, Aithne's lips were taken up by Niall's roughly and she made a soft noise in the back of her throat as she responded to it with matched passion, her own hand gripping the back of his head as she tasted and bit lightly at his own lips in reply to his actions. Her leg found its way up to snake around Niall's hip after running it along the outside of his thigh and she ground against him lightly while he continued to have her pinned against the wall.

A small growl could be heard from the woman, though certainly not an unhappy one, as her freed hand gripped as Niall's shoulderblade and the muscles there, fingernails raking ove rhis flesh firmly enough to leave marks but not draw blood. Warmth enveloped the pair and their passionate embrace, though after a time, Atihne had to pull her lips away slightly with a gasp as she remembered how to breathe, her voice very husky as she directed her lips to Niall's collarbone and up along his throat, where she nipped at a number of times, "See, not so bad." She grinned against his flesh before biting his shoulder then, roughly but not hard enough to break the skin.
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Post: #44
RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
Aithne was a woman that loved to be allowed to talk. Or was that him? He was too interested in finally getting to have some fun with Aithne in what seemed like a century. Correction it had been a Danu cursed century since he had some fun witht eh woman. Why had it taken a fucking century? Well not a century, but at least sixty years. It was complete and utter fuckinb bullshit that such a thing had taken so damn long. Now it was not as if he was without sex, or getting some when he wanted. But, there were a few women he preferred for their passion, and their well...yeah. Whatever. It was time to screw his woman. Or, well a woman. The man of the Raven was more than slightly aware that Aithne was not likely interested in sticking to him alone. Sidhe in general were naturally monogamous and it was not unusual for them to be poly-amorous. However, Niall was a possessive bastard by nature, and was not interested in sharing, too much.

When he was told to shut up he gave her a smile in return as he felt her running her hands through his long black hair. It was strange to have hair nearly the same length as your lovers, then again short hair was for the weak and low-born in Cels. There was also a nice aspect to having a beautiful woman running her hands through your hair after she got a decent kiss. Now there were few women who said that he was a bad kisser, so to see her slightly content after the first kiss was a good sign. Now, the noise inthe back of her throat directly caught his attention. He then began to kiss her neck slowly and moved down to the upper part of her chest. Her leg found its way up against his hip as he held it stiff against his side. The best way for thrusting upward was with a bit of leverage, right (yes he is quite coy)?

He looked back at her as he lifted of and nuzzed her neck and let it slide back again. Exposing her throat he began to kiss it before he used his free hand to gently massage her left breast. It was time to have a bit more fun eh? Ah, I have waited too damn long for this. Seems I'm a bit rusty. No time for being a feckin edjit, lets get this party started. The stone wall of the room was an interest means of purchase as Niall felt her place her hand on the back of his neck. Would their little duel of tongues begin again? There was no time for a formal reply as she had started biting his lip in return to what he had done. It was fascinating and quite arousing to say the least for this even to happen. He pulled her leg up over his shoulder as the Raven Lord felt her rake and grab her shoulder. A bit of searing heat, not painful, danced across his skin. This time he kneed directly between her legs right into her womanhood. Applying a bit more pressure he as he felt her nipping at his throat and collar bone. He was going to have many a battle scar from this love session he surmised.

Warmth was coming off her skin as he felt her assaulting his form. It was quite delightful to a Raven, especially since Niall got off on bloodshed to some degree.

"I have not yet begun," nipping was only going to do so much as he wondered how ready she was. He removed his knee and felt it, perhaps it was time afterfal. A smile came to his lips, there was nothing like a good fucking to make life a bit less stressful.

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RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
Returning the smile he gave once she ordered he shut up, there finally seemed to be some kind of sync between the pair and Aithne twirled and tangled her fingers in Niall's hair as he worked his lips down her neck. Perhaps it had been stubbornness on both sides that had allowed the years to grow and add onto each other, but even after so long, there was a spark of something that had begun way back when she'd been a wandering sword and he a Prince of the Morrigan. Her breath quickened slightly and lips and teeth lightly brushed over the flesh on Niall's shoulder. The desire to bite him was there, but she held off for the moment, enjoying the press of the man against her as well as the all too familiar scent that seemed to remind her of the Coill.

Aithne's fingertips trailed down from Niall's hair and the back of his neck, and she sighed softly against his ear, biting her lip as her body responded to the attention given to it, and then her back arching slightly as her leg was hoisted higher, causing the woman to suck in some air as her muscles were stretched. At least she had flexibility on her side and her fingernails dug into Niall's shoulder ever so slightly at the slightly rough treatment, especially between her legs. A devious smirk tugged at Aithne's lips and she rubbed against the pressure a little as the hand that had rested in Niall's hair shifted downward to touch at the edge of his underclothes -- the last piece of clothing covering him -- her fingers searing the item with a touch, causing the rest of the material to fall.

"Neither have I," Aithne's voice purred low as her hand then moved around to hold his length firm in her hand as she leaned in to bring their lips together again. She teased his mouth with her tongue as she stroked him, and then growled as she felt him testing her own nethers. Maybe it really had been too long. Whatever it was that drove them mad when around one another, also tended to duel their passion, it seemed, and Aithne realised that lovemaking might have to wait in favour of simply relieving some many years of tension. Her breath was heavy when she broke the kiss and nipped at the corner of his jaw roughly. Her hand tensed around his member before she released it slowly and drew her nails up the Raven's torso.

"Danu alive, Niall, just fuck me already," The words were growled just below Niall's ear before Aithne pressed her teeth into his flesh lightly again and she tugged on his earlobe briefly, only releasing it to whisper breathily, "Then we'll eat... and drink... and play... and love... and fuck... and you'll forget anything else but me exists until the morning." Each pause was filled with a nip or kiss down his neck until she nuzzled at his shoulderblade.

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Post: #46
RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
Stubborn as a fucking mule.

That was the best way to begin to explain their relationship. A big old stubborn mule who refused to work with anyone. That was perhaps the funniest and most adequate means of describing how he felt when he jumped into the arena with Aithne. Perhaps this was the very reason why Sidhe marriages never lasted, or why he had never been married, except once. That one time had been a dream compared to what he experienced these days. Yet, he did find some strange attraction and even love for the woman who constantly was causing him problems. Niall was even beginning to think that Aithne was simply playing with him. Though at the current moment his primary interest was Aithne once again egging him on. This entire repeat situation was becoming quite laughable to a point.

The next little trick was all her. He was working on getting a bit closer when suddenly he felt her hands trailing along the back of his head. Dancing around his hair suddenly her fingers were along his shoulder again as he still felt the scratches she had left there. However, what did suddenly catch his attention was how she was moving toward his small clothes. Then her fingers dug into shoulder and finally his small clothes fell from his hips leaving him completely nude. Niall's response was to stare directly as her as she started to talk. How he should just fuck her and be done with it. How blood eloquent of their mulish relationship to make things get all sped up in such a manner.

Her reaction to him move her leg was quite adorable and definitely had Niall in the mood. Especially was the look on her face as she kept digging in her nails and bit her lip. The kiss broke between them as he did not even jerk as she reached down to twist a hand around his manhood. Oh that touch he remember it well. He did not move when she decided to have a little fun and push forward her desire to be fucked. That very word was dirty, but for some damn reason the emphasis of the k and the vowels in it sound so realistic to what sex really was. It was not elegant, any dumbass who wrote fanciful poems of the wonderfulness of love was no more than a cock spewing pink fluids. It was just damn plain idiotic. The fact that some put so much thought into it was why he was about to screw Aithne screaming into the bowels of Mag Mell why they were fawning over fucking pages. Oh its good to be the child of war.

"Eat drink and be fucking merry for tonight we die of desire," he said as he gripped her hips and kissed her neck. He was going to make her wait just a bit longer. The fact that she was starting to grip his manhood was a only a sign that her impatience was signing her demise of holding up her resistance. She was hiding her begging and truthfully it was quite adorable. I keep considering things about her adorable. I should consider them sexy. Means I am out of practice. He pulled back his knee and after she did her little nip kiss he enter her with a forceful thrust.

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RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
Had it been impatience that had led them down into the bowels of simple unadulterated lust? Perhaps the teasing and holding back, or the fact that they seemed to bounce all kind of passionate emotions off one another like some kind of noxious contagious disease. Anger, frustration, desire... yes, probably even love to an extent. Though this wasn't exactly what she'd had in mind after Niall's confession toward her, the results perhaps may have been similar anyway. It had been a number of decades since they had shared flesh, and though there was care, there was also the simple base physical need that had to be sated. Perhaps with some energy spent, they would both be less likely to be so argumentative.

A certainty was that they were both no doubt going to be sore come morning.

"Promises..." Aithne breathed the word out with a chuckle in response to Niall's statement. It wasn't a tease so much as a playful encouragement as he gripped her in place where she was, still with her back pressed against the stone wall of the room while he kissed along her neck. She released his length when she felt him shifting, her hand instead moving to grip the man's back. While she'd expected their joined dance to begin, however, she hadn't expected him to thrust himself completely in and a gasp was pulled from her in reaction to the mixture of pain and pleasure. Her nails dug into Niall's flesh in that moment, though she couldn't tell if it was enough to draw blood, nor even if it mattered.

Aithne pulled her head back enough to look Niall in the eyes almost with some kind of silent contemplation before an almost devilish smirk tugged at her lips. The woman moved fluidly, hooking her leg back down around his hip while she moved her arms around the back of his neck to hold herself up as she lifted her other from the ground easily enough, being pinned between the man and the wall, and wrapped it around him as well. She squeezed her thighs with the man inside her then, as she brought her lips to his in a passionate kiss.

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RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
How would he even begin to describe this interaction? The sharing of bodies and even flesh was a way to go about it. However, there was no sense of hesitancy after she had said the word promises. Niall was not an inexperienced lover, and there was a definitely a sense of knowing in his actions. Why had he just rushed into taking Aithne? She was being a tease and after egging him on, it was obvious that foreplay was not for this encounter. Perhaps it was the very reason that after that she began to talk again that he had merely gripped her legs, checked quickly to see if she was ready, and had just taken her. The action was primal and beastial to some degree. It was pure fucking Ua Morrigan to its core however. There were no stories of Morrigan and her sisters being clean. All stories and legends of their lovemaking always included, sweat and blood to some degree.

Hence perhaps it was one reason why there were always stories of the Raven and the Morrigan in question being somewhat "passionate" in nature. When he entered her womanhood he felt a familiar sense of rightness and then she reacted. Was it instinctual? Seems like she's use to this. Then again what Sidhe woman isn't. Bunch of blood harlots is what my race is. She began to move into position as if on cue. Her hands raked his back and gained a good grip as he noted her little gasp. The sound was actually sexy in many ways as he felt her leg hip over his hip as he was pulled into a passionate kiss. The positioning that he faced with his partner pinned to the wall and her arms gripping his back was titillating to say the least.

The move had been done, but what was next? A slight bit played out in his head as he began to kiss her back. Slowly he gripped her hips a bit more and pulled back and said, "Promises, promises."

Words were useless really in this point. Would she care if he was talking to her as he pulled back and then gripped her hip to pin her as he thrust back into her. Slowly he would begin to rock as he kissed her. He wondered silently what she thought and if this would sate her desire. Screw anything else but pure lust at this point. Niall began to move back and forth inside of her as he decided to let Aithne make the next move.

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The question of how the evening had rolled into the current carnal indulgence still swirled in Aithne's mind, but only very lightly, easily pushed aside for the greater concentration on pleasure that could be given or received. There was nothing delicate or gentle about what they were doing at the moment, and the woman hardly minded in the least. She'd become withdrawn in recent times, to the point where she rarely indulged herself in her needs, and tonights sudden influx of emotions that could prove destructive, also brought along a deep need that had to be sated.

Aithne's legs, wrapped about Niall's hips as they were, tightened as he started to thrust into her, back and forth. She groaned softly into his mouth as they kissed, pulling back only for air, and nipping at his collarbone when he repeated her word back at her. The familiarity allowed her to feel comfortable in her position, even though she was aware that Niall was currently the one who had more power while she was pinned against the wall.

That was fine; they had a whole night in which they could play. Right now was about simply taking the edge off and giving in to their more instinctual nature.

Rolling her hips to meet his each time he rocked forward, Aithne's body accepted Niall as deep as he wanted to go, and she whimpered softly as she could feel the mild heating in her core that promised of pleasures if they continued at the pace they were at. It was enough for her to ignore the soreness that was growing in her back again, with her scars pressed and rubbing against the stone wall in the pair's coupling. All that really registered at the moment was the man moving inside of her inciting her own lust and passion toward its peak. Her inner muscles squeezed around him and she breathed hotly against his ear, "Mmmyes, Niall, my Raven lover. Give me everything you have. I need this... I need you."

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RE: Truths & Roses Have Thorns About Them (Niall)
Love scenes were always displayed in either a horrible or beloved manner. Then again as he had mused earlier about the poets and the bards who wrote stories of great love affairs. There were stories of the Morrigan and her affair with the Dagda. Then there was the legendary Maeve, queen of a powerful band of warriors who had ordered the great Cattle Raid of the North. Now there was much to be said for the annals of history, but making love to a woman who would just as likely cut your head off (the Morrigan, not Aithne) was something to remembered. How the Dagda had survived his encounters with the infamous Phantom Queen in the first place was beyond him. However, at the moment he had best leave the musing to anything beyond what his wandering mind could hold.

Why would he even be thinking about anything else? That query alone caused him to remember how he could split up his thinking process to a degree. He concentrated on their kiss as he probed her mouth with his tongue carefully. To describe his interest and want of the moment as a hunger would be an completely off kilter. Niall could be called a creature of lust in some cases and in others a creature of habit. At this point he was slightly reveling in having control, and the complete truth was the control was not why he was remotely happy. He was happy because was trusted, and being given control by a woman that he loved.

The night was young and even as he could tell it was starting to age there was still much to do. The wall was more than enough purchase to allow some more fun yet. Of course there were even more positions to try later on. That's when she pulled back her kiss and nipped his collar bone. A playful bit of fun that he relished.

The woman rolled her hips to meet his oncoming thrusts. A sign she was completely falling in time with the pace he was creating. A soft whimper came from her which was not only sexy, it urged him onward even further. There was promise int hose movements as he lowered a hand to cup the small of her back. Feeling the scars that dragged across her golden flesh he made a mental note to find whoever caused them (just a bit of fun) and kill them. Or find some utterly painful means of death. Most were dead already who created the events of the wounds, but not all. That gave Niall the desire that he needed as he kissed her neck after she told him she needed him.

“I need you two my Golden Love, for after so long, it is good to be with you again. No one else is ever your match.”

The man then took a moment as he gently raked his teeth across the skin of her throat and held himself within her for a moment. A silent bit as he was nearing to breaking his lance (a little term for fun).

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