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.
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He bent his head down to meet her half way, kissing her. It was just a mere clinging of their mouths which ended up being far more seductive than a quick peck or a longer lingering kiss. Or maybe it was just their deep attraction for each other, once again flaring up to smolder. Raff purposely closed his knees inward to enclose her even more tightly against him, with his long arms reinforcing the message and said quietly,
"I'm thinkin yer mine and I'm yers."
Having her all snuggled in to him was something he didn't want to stop. But the embers stoked higher and playing the attraction game was dangerous. If Red got knocked up as his send off present, they'd both be fucked---and not in the way they both wanted so much.
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Post by Rhedara Shannon on Jun 15, 2023 13:47:53 GMT -5
His hold on her tightened and she turned her head so she was looking at his face. She’d tried not to ignite any sparks of passion, but as usual, being with him tested her resolve to behave. It didn’t help that he was leaving and him leaving only made her want to be as close as a man and woman could physically be. Being held by him though, was sweet and soothing in a way that made her want to stay right where she was.
His revelation on what he was thinking about had her grinning. Her heart beat a little faster at the sentiment, and her chest got that ever-familiar warm and tingly feeling. A word, or rather a name, for that feeling tried to surface in her youthful heart, but she pushed it down, not yet ready to grab at that word just yet. Someday though, she’d snatch that word before it had a chance to hide away.
Instead, she reached up and cupped his jaw in her hand and stroked his beard with her thumb. Affectionate and sweet, “Yeah. I’m yours,” she said, leaning up to try and kiss his mouth, “and you’re mine,” she’d try for another kiss. Right then, the sentiment they just shared was enough for her. They didn’t need someone forcing them to be together in any fashion because they somehow just fit, and they both knew it.
He felt her little hands on his face and of course Raff kissed her back. They'd said what needed saying and managed to avoid the two words that neither of them wanted to say. And he was fairly sure Red didn't want to say good bye to him. It sounded too final for both of them.