A Sanctimonious Meeting (Jericho)

[Nimue Stormson]

Another enthused yelp when he picked her up. Nimue was careful to stay balanced in his strong grasp as she was carried to her room. The gaurds, unsure of what to truly do, shrugged and only stood outside her door to keep he protected; though they figured that would be the least of the Empress' conveners at this point. The large wooden doors closed behind the two as Nimue was impressed to see [member="Jericho"] working so fast. Usually she had to act as the tempter but it seemed he was already clear on how to play the game. ​

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Her room was large enough to where a fireplace was erected just opposite the bed. Furred sheets and large fluffed pillows decorated it. A painting of the late Emperor Victor Stormson hung over the fireplace and looked out to the room. Not that it concerned Nimue at this point. She'd learned to let go of the past and enjoy the now. And she was going to enjoy every last minute of it.​

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When he asked she answered "I feel something." with a coy hum. "Though I know what might state this unsettling feeling." her finger trailed over the lips of his mask as her eyes looked past to see his. ​

 

[Jericho]

The pressed a hand on the bed to adjust himself over her and used his other glide down to her waist move under her shirt and touched her warm belly. "My.....You are only getting warmer." He stated ever coyly to her. He leaned back a bit then moved his hand from her belly and slightly turned his mask to reveal only his lips. "Your state?" He asked. "My I ask what I can do to help ease this state of mind, Milady [member="Nimue Stormson"]?"

 

[Nimue Stormson]

Again he teased at his face by only showing his lips. Nimue enjoyed his playful banter with it. Perhaps it was better to leave it on, despite her want to see what was underneath. Even if he was disfigured she would not object. Her love of her husband after an incident that left him burned would not stop her advances on him. This would be no different if it were the case. As he places his hand over her bare stomach she she giggled a bit at the tickling feeling, her one leg reaching up and wrapping around the back of his waist. ​

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When he asked she said "Well...for a start..."​

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She reached herself up and planted her lips over his. Finally she could touch them with her own skin as she probed with her tongue. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck while her cape had come undone and fell back among the sheets. ​

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[Jericho]

The warrior pressed her hips with his own when she wrapped her leg around him, more from reaction than anything else. The silence between the two was made when her lips aggressively pressed against his own. The followed by her tongue, it seemed the woman was in quite in need of this and so her met her in the same fashion. He returned her kiss as aggressively as she did, then gripped her hair tightly and pulled back her head to reveal her neck. With her neck exposed he prompt like switched between kissing and lightly nipping with is lips. [member="Nimue Stormson"]

 

[Nimue Stormson]

With the force of his actions Nimue realize the sort of warrior he was in bed. She hissed with delight at she felt his kissing on her neck, only for her hands to frantically start removing one piece of clothing from him after another while his mouth was busy. In the process she was quick to guide his hands over her body to show she wanted him to start on her as well. The moment she found his back exposed her fingers trailed against it, dragging the nails to almost scratch.​

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From there on into the night it was nothing but wild passion. Sounds could be heard. A sudden sensation was followed by what seemed like a growing ruble. Further and further on it went until finally a grand little quake erupted. The force had been strong in that room that night. And anyone outside now knew it. ​

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(I just think that's what would happen if the force was involved lol)​

 

[Jericho]

The warrior rose silently his mask, surprisingly still intact after the aftermath of what had happened. He his naked body covered in scars from prior battles, but his back freshly red and bloody from her nails digging into him. The paintings of her late husband smashed into the ground next to the chair where Jericho sat her golden helm. Holes filled the walls where he pinned her, some bigger than others to show where she had pinned him. Fur pillows as well as the fur blankets made their home all over the place of the room. The room looked like a battle took place in it and when it ended the entirety of the palace shook with the roar of Jericho's and [member="Nimue Stormson"] force. The warrior popped his neck feeling a bit better with all his pent up aggression finally released. The Empress was far from the submissive side from an experiencing delight. He looked over to the barely covered woman. "How's that fever?" He asked.

 

[Nimue Stormson]

She sat next to him trying to catch her breath. She'd never known that with the force backing her strength was sort of passion could be shared between two people. Other force users she'd taken to bed were not as aggressive as this. She enjoyed it rather well. And hear she thought he'd be the type of diplomat to woo more than this. Apparently he had the same idea as her the moment they locked eyes. When he asked about her fever she laughed as she threw her head back and landed on one of the pillows. Pulling the sheet to cover herself she sighed before examining her fingernails. ​

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"Amazing." she said. "I had no idea you could be so...exhilarating. They teach those sort of things in the Sanctum?"​

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[Jericho]

The warrior looked away from her remaining stationary, there were quite a bit of tricks he had, all that was just pure aggression on his part which she seemed to more than just enjoy. "No." He started off. "Tips and tricks I learned from all my travels, Milady." He said moving under the covers with her and pressing on the nerve of her knee and lightly biting skin on her collar bone sending what would feel like jolt of lightning surging through he body. The feeling would be like being in a wildfire but feeling a different type of warmth. "Like that one, Lady [member="Nimue Stormson"]."

 

[Nimue Stormson]

She wasn't sure what would happen at first, but that sudden feeling made her gasp in surprise before it turned into a coo of delight. She rolled herself back onto the bed and arched a little before settling. The rush was intense and so fast she didn't feel anything for a moment. Once her body calmed it quivered before she laughed in her throat. He was good. He was very, very good. ​

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[Jericho]

The warrior saw he face fill with delight and grinned slightly under his mask, knowing he did a job well done then the transmission from his jedi robes with off and he went over to it and check it. Another mission that involved some sort of mad mystic that was running amok and terrorizing parts of the planet with the darkside. He ended the transmission and looked over to the Empress while putting on his robes. "I enjoyed my stay." He stated calmly, his voice sterned with purpose. "I wanted to enjoy you more thoroughly with another round but I am needed." He moved over and again only revealed his lips as gave her another embracing kiss. "If you would like to do this again or are in need of assistance. You know who to call, Milady [member="Nimue Stormson"]."

 

[Nimue Stormson]

"Say no more." she said, lifting herself up. Knowing what it meant for him to go she only said "I will call for you again. Until then....darling." She said, giving him the best nickname she could think of for now. She waited until he was gone before falling back again. A bemused and satisfied grin on her face as she looked around her room. Obvious she would need to have someone repair it. Still the damage was a nice reminder of what happened during this time. How glad she was. She then noticed something. A bit of skin and blood on her nails from her scratching earlier. Instead of picking at it Nimue instead examined it with an odd intent in her eye. She looked around the room for other "remains" of [member="Jericho"] before the wheels in her head began to turn. ​

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(and end there. Trust me you'll find out what she has in store later lol)​

 

[Jericho]

(Oh man........LOL [member="Nimue Stormson"])