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YoungBard- Lady Laura ft.Danonin Ice
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in Remembrance of things Past,
memory, a lovers' cast,
the deep search–
the humming moon
my boyish swoon
your graceful perch
on the bough of my indeterminate reality.
–My soul–
in dream, in flight,
whirring
breathing–
belong,
"but not to me".
and as the thorns crawled
up my weak thought mast
you continue to stand
illuminated.
yet,
here I am,
drowned in the elixer
of pain–
searching the constellations
for your name.
ruined,
heartbroken,
praying it was all worth it.
Inamorata–
my beholden spirit.
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♥ Roan smiled and handed the paper to Cedric with a small, hopeful smile.
Cedric accepted the note and offered Roan a smile in return. The Imperial took a step closer and leaned forward to close the gap between them before he pressed his lips to Roan’s and closed his eyes.
He moved away just a little when the kiss was over, one of his hands moving to rest on the side of Roan’s neck. Shortly after his hand slid further back, lacing his fingers into the ex-bandit’s hair and he leaned forward to kiss him again, this time deeper and more passionately.
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Roan - Sex is an important part of a real marriage. Don't you think you should consummate? Or are you happy just playing house?
[“Is it important? Guess I never got the handbook on bein’ in a ‘real’ marriage then, aye?” The bandit replies with a small grin and a shrug.
“Don’t want’ta sleep with the guy just ‘cause we’re married. Tha’s practically takin’ advantage of ‘im. If he wants’ta, we can. But I won’t be the one’ta start tha.’”]
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★ Eli cleared his throat and held up the paper. "Who does this belong too?"
Cedric looked towards Eli and before his mind caught up with his body, he raised his hand indicating that the piece of paper belonged to him. Once he saw the symbol he swallowed thickly as he made his way over to the werewolf.
The Imperial mumble a meek apology as he straightened up and leaned forward, pressing a light kiss to Eli’s cheek. By the time he had completed the task, his heart was racing and his face completely void of color. He didn’t want to turn his back to the bigger man, so instead he took a few steps backwards, letting his eyes trace the ground in front of him.
When he was some distance away, he turned around and walked away with hurried steps.
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Cedric - you gotten a good 'feel' for your hubby yet?
“Yes of course, because that is on the top on my list of priorities,” the Imperial retorted.
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So... since you're married, does that mean you're sleeping with him? Doesn't that feel kind of weird since you know it's just a spell?
[“…we… haven’t had sex or nothin’,” Roan replies, looking at the mage with narrowed eyes. “Just ‘cause we’re married don’t mean we gotta have sex.” He shrugs and smiles slightly.
"Plus, I feel perfectly normal. Just... got a husband now is all. M'not... in love with the man or anythin'. I barely know 'im."]
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Roan, how is Errol doing? And what do you think of your marriage to that Imperial? Do you think you'll see him again when the spell wears off, and do you want to?
[“Uh… Errol’s fine? Mean… m’pretty sure,” the bandit looked over to the makeshift cradle where the little babe — a Nord again — slept quietly. “He’s been changin’ a bit more often lately, but I figure he just hasn’t picked somethin’ he likes yet, ya know?” At the mage’s other questions, Roan paused and thought for a bit before offering the mage a smile and a nod.
“S’good so far,” he started and shrugged slightly. “Hasn’t been too long yet, but he seems like a nice guy. As for seein’ ‘im after - well… aye? Why wouldn’t I?”]
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Cedric/Roan
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Roan - I know you're happy and love what you have, but you missed out on the process. Falling in love with someone and slowly deepening the relationship over time until you were ready to have children. Then if the child was conceived rather than adopted, you would have the pregnancy to go through together. If adopted, you would have the process of finding the one for you together. Do you not care that you missed all of that?
[“But I didn’t really miss out on any o’tha’? I’ve still gotta learn ‘bout the guy m’married too — at least until the mage spell wears off ‘n he goes back’ta where ever it is he’s from. For all I know, I could fall in love with ‘im through this, ‘n this was just some way’ta meet ‘im.” The bandit paused and offered the mage a small smile.
“Plus, m’still gettin’ta raise Errol, regardless of where he came from, he’s still mine. May not have gotten’ta choose ‘im m’self, but tha’ don’t mean I don’t love ‘im or tha’ I ‘missed out’ on anythin’ with ‘im.”]
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