Walk on Water
10-01-2013, 09:14 AM
| Azalea |
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The two laughed over boys being tempting. Perhaps it was foolish of them to do so. They should be working to make themselves stand stronger against the woos of attracted males. Azalea liked the attention she got, though, and she could tell that Liberty did too. It was nice to feel pretty and wanted. As she gave the quick version of her digression with males, Libtery nodded in what Azalea perceived as understanding. "I haven't met anyone from Glaciem yet besides Isardis, but I hope none of them are like him. I have seen Sarak before, isn't he a bit older?" Her eyes trained on the female was she spoke, Azalea thinking of how Vixe had been the two times she had met him. He was a wall of a wolf, attractive and nice enough. He was the forbidden fruit, even more so now that his ties to Glaciem were known. "I like older men as opposed to boys our age. They aren't experienced enough." Azalea's lips curled into a dark smile. "Hey now, when it came down to it, Sarak knew well enough what he was doing!" She laughed lightly, remembering the way he had made her wait, making her body buck with every touch. "Vixe is nothing like Isardis... he just failed to mention that he was from Glaciem. Of course, we met before you even met Isardis though so I guess I had no reason to wonder where in the north he came from. And yes, Sarak is a bit only. Only about a year." She didn't really like to think of them at the same time. It seemed cruel. Dark blue eyes would grow thoughtful, Azalea letting herself glance away to leave Liberty to her thoughts. "I too had a night with a man. It was amazing to say the least. It was right after Isardis had come for me, I made a decision to dirty myself before he got a chance to do it. So I went into these caverns, and there was this man... I never actually saw him, it was too dark to see. It felt like a dream to me, but I know it was real. The pain reminded me it was real." Her words came out straightforward enough, every line having its own weight. Azalea gave the shadow of a smile as Liberty fessed up to how it had made her feel. She gave a deft nod of agreement. Never before that night had Azalea every wanted something so bad. Her level of enjoyment had been sinful. After she had finished talking, Azalea sighed heavily, casting her eyes dramatically skyward. "Good lot of smart, ruly, homely girls we are, huh?" There was a heavy sarcasm to her tone. "I had a close run in with an older male, looked to be around five, but Cormalin appeared and knocked some sense into me. I'm sure it would have been good though," Her tone was wistful, seeing no need to hide things from Liberty anymore. They were being open, bearing all the way they could do with no one else. "Your run in sounds delightful. For as much as I hate a man treating me as inferior, I love being taken control of." Her words came out a little heavy, mean thinking to the many close encounters she had had as well the one real time. As Azalea spoke again, Liberty turned to look at her. Azalea didn't keep those blue eyes waiting, meeting them evenly. "Me neither." Azalea couldn't be certain but she felt an edge to Liberty's words. A wicked smile found her lips, "Hey somebody has to keep people on their toes." She paused for a moment, "Give 'em hell, right?" |
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