The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
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05.26.2023
2 month character creation hold for all existing members begins 6/5/2023. Ended 8/5/2023.
10.29.2023
Change in how times flows. Was 4 IC seasons, now only 2 IC seasons per 1 OOC year.
5 whole years of Heir Apparent goodness! When I started the site, I knew I was hunkering down for the long haul, but I never could have predicted the numerous twists and turns this roleplay site has seen. Hundreds of plots, characters, and members have come and gone, all leaving marks on the site. I am so very thankful for those who have invested. Because you keep coming back, keep getting on, and keep writing, Heir Apparent has the legacy it does today. Three cheers to us!
A grin pulled at her lips, dark and sharp. She knew what she wanted as her head canted slightly to the side as she took in Eirwen's state. Something she did all without really doing anything. Hm. This was certainly fun. But. She wasn't going to ask or demand this, not as an Eldouir to a Dresmondi. Instead she wanted Eirwen to beg.
Eyes dark, she hooked a finger into the collar of Eirwen's top and pulled her down till their breath was mingling. "Then beg for it." It was a command, headier and softer. "That is what would make me happy now."
Post by Eirwen & Yule on Mar 14, 2023 8:10:30 GMT -5
Beg. That would make her happy. Not as happy and excited as Eirwen could possibly feel her entire body was tingling...she had never felt this. The heat of Yeva's breath had cut through the numbing of the room they were in...surrounded by her macabre dead critters, critters that idolized the only people's Eirwen could say she'd die for. Kill for. Love....for..
She whimpered at Yeva's demand, Eirwen felt the tips of their noses brush as she let out a strained whisper, "....please Yeva," her own flesh blossomed with a wave of goosebumps, whimpering mixed with wanting short moans, "i. am. begging you," Eirwen couldn't help herself as both hands grasped Yeva's hips now. It wasn't only in her voice but with how the grip of her hands practically pawed ....
Eirwen could just do it...kiss Yeva...but she didn't want to take that moment, when Yeva...the Eldouir...gave it to her of her own free will.
"I want it real bad...so bad," she rested her forehead against Yeva's, biting her lower lip enough to bring just a little blood.
There was a flush of heady satisfaction and she felt her lips curl into a grin. Eirwen's begging was beautiful and Yeva wanted to hear what she sounded like begging in other ways. The hand in Eirwen's collar moved to the back of her neck and pulled her just that little bit closer.
Post by Eirwen & Yule on Mar 28, 2023 11:02:06 GMT -5
Eirwen had never been kissed and had never kissed anyone, so when Yeva pulled her to her the first time their lips connected there was a moment of uncertainty in it. The one time Taz had her dyr shock her the feeling was the same here only it was good...better...she felt tingly as she went along with following Yeva. Eirwen's hands gripped tightly at the shirt Yeva wore bunching it tightly in her hands also trying to pull their bodies closer. The red head was so warm and through raspy breathing that ended in whining moans Eirwen whispered against those soft lips, "...more...i want more," she begged. Yeva would be in control either way and Eirwen was by her own choice not fighting back.
Yeva was no stranger to attraction and how to act on it. Whether or not she was the one in control was a toss up and she enjoyed it either way. With Eirwen continuing to beg like that? Making those pretty sounds? There was only so much that she could resist such a temptation.
She pulled her all the way in, a bruising kiss that drew a little blood when Yeva nipped at her lips.
Post by Eirwen & Yule on Apr 24, 2023 5:33:02 GMT -5
Eirwen whimpered harder at the flood of pain from the biting of her lip she found her grip on Yeva's short tighten. She couldn't focus on the kissing or the mixture of spit and the taste of blood but she'd beg, oh she'd sink slowly to her knees so that she could look up at Yeva, "please don't keep me waiting," Eirwen had never wanted to be so touched in her life, not like this, this was a new desire of wanting that beyond silly hugging or pats. Eirwen couldn't resist biting into her already bleeding lips, her eyes were greener and screamed innocent...but her hands that worshipped the legs to which Yeva stood on said she was anything but...hands would rub up her calf's, then her thighs, over her hips, and she'd take Yeva's hand and she'd casually bite the woman's thumb between her teeth moaning out...
Yeva pulled away ever so slightly, a smirk on her lips as she watched Eirwen sink to her knees. Eirwen who looked ever so pretty looking up at her with those eyes. Well, they were not in her room in the keep where she had plenty of furniture to do with what she wanted but she was certain that there was something in this den of Eirwen's that would do.
Bending down, he pressed her thumb past Eirwen's teeth to press down on her tongue. "Not in your ice box, pretty girl. Is there a chair in your home?" A deliberate tease as she pulled her thumb out of the Dresmondi's mouth slowly and stepped back.
Post by Eirwen & Yule on May 10, 2023 7:04:18 GMT -5
Eirwen sprung up quickly her legs were shaking with infectious wanting, she took Yeva's hand and together they would leave the ice box of macabre frozen critters. The dark haired Dresmondi lead Yeva to exactly what she requested a old chair stacked with things that Eirwen dumped out beside her bed roll where Yule had been peacefully resting, 'scram Yule, I need privacy, now!' and the black rooster scrambled out of the room. Then it was just the two again, "a chair my princess...."
Last Edit: May 10, 2023 7:04:30 GMT -5 by Eirwen & Yule
Yeva sat ever so primly on the chair, the skirt of her dress shifting up her legs as she did. Darkening eyes were fixed on lips and fingers. She leaned forward, fingers curling under Eirwen's chin.
"Be a good pretty girl and kneel for me."
Last Edit: May 10, 2023 17:46:44 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Eirwen & Yule on May 10, 2023 20:29:57 GMT -5
obedient as ever Eirwen sank to her knees like lard melting away in a pan, she was sure if her heart beat any harder it'd bounce right out of her chest and spill out on the old wooden floor. She was biting her lip, the blood had since stopped but was sore, the pain kept her grounded and on the floor. Eirwen was panting.
Post by Eirwen & Yule on May 11, 2023 7:13:57 GMT -5
[FADE IN]
At some point the girls had ended up on Eirwen's bedroll, Yeva laid on her back and was returning extra appendages back to normal before Eirwen collapsed beside the red head laying her head on the girl's chest and cuddling against her. They were both covered in sweat, Eirwen was panting and hair plastered her forehead and what wasn't stuck to her by sweat was wild and untamed. What Yeva could do would scare a common mundane person, like the sight of four extra arms with three hands would just freak a sane mind out...not Eirwen.
Eirwen didn't have a zero fucking clue what to base sex on only just this experience but...
"holy fuck that was amazing...," she loudly declared stretching, "im gonna be sore."
Yeva would not normally be considered cuddly, not by the majority of, well, anyone. Azazel Eldouir would be the only one who could maybe say she was but even then, only in the loosest sense of the term at times. However she was willing to lay there for the moment, fingers curling into Eirwen's hair just shy of too tight. There was a very satisfied grin on her face, like a cat that got the cream.
Post by Eirwen & Yule on Jun 1, 2023 17:18:15 GMT -5
Eirwen got up, pulling her tightly curled hair at the same time, she was still on her knees on her bed roll looking down at Yeva..all over Yeva and her body, "Yes ma'am, will you be my exercise partner? Stretch me and I'll stretch you," she grinned wickedly, "I'm yours forever either way..."