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Post by Echo on Jan 14, 2016 22:15:09 GMT
Her hands explored the ripples and dips that his muscles had left over his skin, pausing whenever she found a scar to trace over it with a bit of pride behind each one--for with their people scars were a thing of pride. You earned them from battle, and training. It was a sign your enemies missed, and you triumphed! She had to stop such things when Vallier tugged her pants down, taking everything under it with them. Lifting up form him she helped remove them, before tossing them away, and sitting astride him.
Leaning down to kiss him, Echo let her lips linger there, before she bit at his jaw. Nipping the skin, before sucking on it and letting her tongue taste over the same place to sooth the bite. She then did the same to where the jaw line meet his neck, and where the neck meet his collar bone, before trailing down over his chest. Again she followed the ridges and dips, giving attention to each scar, before her hands finally joined in the dance, unlacing his own pants, and pulling them open just enough to free him.
Climbing, and turning, she turned around so that her back was too him, and she could move her hips toward his face. This way they could please each other, before they made love. Her lips moved tot he head of his little warrior and she licked him, moving her lips around it, and sucked. Soon her head began to bob up and down as she sought to get him close.
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Post by Echo on Jan 14, 2016 3:15:39 GMT
Her face bunched up from the feelings that spreed from each lick and suck and nip that he gave her! This was familiar to her, but at the same time it wasn't. She felt in control, but she felt him unyielding as well. Her breathing picked up, as each breath seemed bigger then the last, but still not enough to help her catch her breath. Vallier continued, moving to the other side as she held him close.
Her hands dropped down to the bottom of his shirt, and pulled it over his head, tossing it to the side. Her hands then falling to his pants, and pulling at the fastenings. She knew they had all night but she wanted to know what was in store for her as well. Lowering to once again sit on him, she looked up into his face while she worked. Giving up half way through, she changed her mind and moved in to kiss him. There wasn't an urgency to her actions, but after feeling his lips on her, she wanted to know how else he could use them.
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Post by Echo on Jan 14, 2016 3:06:11 GMT
Vallier kissed her and Echo loved how his taste filled her lips. She'd missed him and it was hard for her to admit she missed anyone; though she make sure he knew it in other way. How she clung to him slightly harder in bed, or kissed him goodbye a longer kiss. How she welcomed him home with nothing held back. She had been raised to know love was weakness, and he was her's! But she felt strong rather then weak, and she loved that feeling.
He turned them, so he was on his back, giving her the upper hand without a playful fight tonight. Her hand went to brace herself by his head, while she leaned down to kiss him deeply, her hips rocking over his to make sure he was as ready as she was for what was to come. Lifting up to sit over him, she pulled her shirt off over her head, dropping it beside the bed. Her hands moved to his, bringing them to the fastenings of her pants while her hands roamed over his chest. She noticed the bruises there too, but would not ask about them until later tonight. He was home now, and safe--and nothing could hurt them any more.
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Post by Echo on Jan 14, 2016 2:15:18 GMT
He kissed her back, deeply and Echo knew he approved of her words. They were warriors, and any who dared touch their family would die by the hand of the other! It was the way of them! Warriors defended their families, no matter the cost. He wrapped his arms around her, and lifted her up as effortless as he seemed to do their daughter, while Echo wrapped her legs around his waist. While this was normally the manly dominance she didn't get turned on for, with Vallier he had a way of making her enjoy it, like she never had before. There was something in the way he touched her that made her feel they shared control, rather then she gave it up.
Vallier put her on the bed, before removing his shirt and joining her. Echo enjoyed the sight of the markings that covered him, before he covered her. Her hands moving over his skin to trace them. It was off how he had been clean upon finding him, but that had not lasted long. Warriors, and even non-warriors--all were covered with the markings. Now he looked like one of them, spoke like them, and was one of them--the Tree Nation had lost one of their own. That was were she guessed him from. Or one of the others. He was Ice Nation now, and they'd never give him up.
He pulled back from the kiss, and rested his forehead on her's. She closed her eyes and just breathed in his scent. "Ai hod yu in." He told her he loved her, and Echo's hands moved up to the sides of his face while she opened her eyes to look into his. "Ai hodnes yu en nou moun." She loved him and no other. For Echo this was powerful and she meant it in ways she had never meant it before. Moving forward she kissed him again, proving her words with her kiss, while her hands moved to his shoulders to pull him closer to her.
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Post by Echo on Jan 14, 2016 1:48:04 GMT
He moved her over his lap, and pulled her leg to where he wanted, thus allowing her to sit facing him. Echo liked whatever this expression was on his face, as he looked at her with something that was arrogant, and self pleased, yet amused and proud all in the same expression. His touch touching his lips made her want to taste it. "Let's see if you are, too." If she was warm like he was, though she knew the answer was no--she felt like the fire. She felt hot, as if the center in this cave came from her rather then the flames.
He moved to unbind her shirt, and she sat there on his lap watching him, for she had the whole night and she wanted this to last. "Your clothes are wet." He used the excuse to remove her shirt, and then tossed it to the side. "So is my body," went between her thighs. Her knees pressed into the ground on either side of his hips as she rose up on them, so she could align her breast with his lips. She had yet to even kiss him yet, but she was savoring the anticipation of knowing that she would taste him soon.
Echo normally was a take charge girl, a warrior who took what she wanted from her lovers, however there had always been something different about Vallier. Something that told her he would not so willingly follow her lead. Her fingers threaded through his hair, and she couldn't wait to find out how much proof behind that smirk there was to the promise it teased.
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Post by Echo on Jan 14, 2016 0:31:05 GMT
While he went to put his daughter to bed, Echo lit a fire in their room, before putting the meat on some ice to stay cold and not go bad. She had just finished as he came back in and spoke to her in the language of their people, telling her that Rosa was sleeping. Good. It would allow Echo to give Vallier a warrior's welcome home. She was a warrior as well, and knew that sometimes the best part of coming home was finding a warm place to sleep--they were each other's place now. They'd not held interest in others since they began this.
Echo stood that their door war to the room with the bed, and waited for him to join her. She could still see something in his face. Something was different. It was in the way he moved or spoke or looked. She couldn't even tell what it was right now. Reaching for his hand she went to pull him into the room but paused at the site of the bruises on his wrist. She looked up at him for a moment before reaching for his other one. It too was the same. She felt rage for whomever held him, and pride in the fact they longer did. "I will kill whoever dared take what is mine." She told him in their language, knowing he would do the same. She waited for no answer, only moved up to rest one hand on the back of his neck, and bring her lips to him. This was the moment for pride and gratefulness--later she would deal with the anger.
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Post by Echo on Jan 14, 2016 0:20:52 GMT
Echo was getting feeling in her fingers again, thanks to the fire and how it bounced on the back of the cave, helping make this a warm pocket. With them being a good bit back from the entrance, she only heard the storm, rather then felt it. It was still cold, for some heat escaped the cave to die outside, but it wasn't going to be unbearable. "Which means I will have time to make a bigger fire." She turned her head to look at him, and he pulled her close with his arm. She could feel this energy when she was around him. Sometimes it was a restlessness that was only just beginning, and she felt it physically rather then mentally. Like she had to act on something right then. Other times it was like missing a step and falling slightly. "Body heat can be more effective." This time is was a bit of both.
She could feel the heat from his body through the clothes she still wore. Turning in his hold, she moved to face him, so she was facing his side. Her hand had been near the fire, so it was warm as she brought it away to slowly slip under his shirt, to follow the ridges that marked this tight skin. Her palm rested there, just touching him. "You are warmer." She teased back, felling the muscles in her belly and between her legs tighten. Her hand slowly slipped down lower, until her fingers tucked into his pants. She didn't go low enough to touch him, but her fingers were close, leaving him waiting to see which she would do. Go lower, or go higher.
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Post by Echo on Jan 13, 2016 20:45:12 GMT
CONGRATS!!
YEAH!!
WE DID IT!!
*DANCES* |
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Post by Echo on Jan 13, 2016 20:43:03 GMT
With more leaked from this scene, I am wondering if Bellamy is really in grounder gear or if it's just a bad shot. Cause he looked like he wasn't later.
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Post by Echo on Jan 13, 2016 20:41:59 GMT
HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA
These are great!!
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Post by Echo on Jan 13, 2016 20:41:25 GMT
I miss Anya, and I think she'd been BAMF as a Heda!! I would think Indra would be too angry, but I wanna see it!!!
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Post by Echo on Jan 13, 2016 20:40:21 GMT
I can't even tell you how much I have been using this!! Some words are there, but Bellamy Blake has been rocking with being able to figure out the words!
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Post by Echo on Jan 13, 2016 20:39:12 GMT
She was in love with Lexa! That is the first time I heard it confirmed! I had always wondered how Clarke felt!!
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Post by Echo on Jan 13, 2016 18:49:19 GMT
Echo could hear someone outside, and the door opened. Even while her mind knew whom it was her body made her turn to check. Motherhood had made her protective. When she saw him she turned to face the door, want watched him lift his daughter up into his strong arms. No safer place. He called her his princess, and Echo had to hold back a smile. It had been an odd endearment at first, calling a infant such a title, but she had come to see that his daughter held that place of power for him. It was a well suited title. She didn't move as he came closer, though she no longer hide back her grin. Vallier was home. No more restless nights. Well, they might lack sleep but she would not be aimless in her lack of rest.
He moved closer, and his lips moved to her ear as they just stood there an basked in his safe return. He had been gone longer then expected, and while a warrior did not worry about what they could not control--she had begun to have such thoughts. They had not been welcome, but the sight of him eased them and Echo would never speak them. It was a weakness she would not dishonor him by showing lack of faith in him. "All is well." She answered him, letting that explain everything that had (not) happened in his away. Pulling back just enough to look at his face, Echo felt something was off. She couldn't even tell what it was, or why she thought that. She could just see his face, and see something about it was different. He must be tired from the trip. Had he hurried home to see them and not taken rest?
Echo lifted her hand to touch her daughter's head and placed a kiss there. In her own language she spoke to him, rather then the language of the warriors. "Put her to bed, and then I will do the same to you." Since their daughter was sleeping, she would welcome him home, and then feed him.
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Post by Echo on Jan 13, 2016 18:28:54 GMT
Once the fire was going, Echo moved closer to it to warm her fingers, toes and noes. They always got cold first. Vallier had thought about the wind all on his own, and Echo didn't continue telling him what to do since she could see he knew. NO used trying to over teach, when he already knew what she would be talking about anyway. There was something different about him. She could never place it, but there was something that she couldn't place about him. Still, the more time he spent working the less she had that feeling. Maybe that was how the mind worked? You forgot everything, and you were odd for a while but then you came back stronger and smarter. Maybe with his mind empty of everything else, he was able to be a better warrior for it?
He told her to take off her coat, and she smiled, and kept speaking in the language of the warriors. "If you want me naked, you need a bigger fire." So she wouldn't freeze. Though that logic wasn't what was behind her words, her words were more of a tease. Warriors didn't often play and tease, but Echo had fallen into breaking the rules when they were alone. It was fun, and she liked the play. It was unknown to her since she was mostly a solitary scout, and she didn't often let others near her.
She did however, did as he said. Pulling her coat from her she leaned it on the cave wall so it could dry the inside and thus she could have it on faster. He would need to do the same. Moving closer tot he fire afterwards, Echo tired to absorb it's heat. "It could blow all night." They might be here a while, is what she was telling him. Tomorrow all the tracks would be gone, and hunting would be harder. Unless they were good and found something else venturing out in to the cold morning. Maybe a bear or moose. They were big enough to stand the cold, and to feed a lot of people. Once his coat was off and drying too, she moved closer to him, knowing any heat they could share would be good.
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