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!
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jul 10, 2023 15:29:14 GMT -5
When he come to a slow hult a slight moan escaped her lips. When he told her to beg. Feeling his hand still there, hearing his heathy breathing next to her ear. She normally doesn't like begging. "I want you, Leander. I know what I want and that is you. I want to feel you. I want you to show me things only you can." She know what she wanted and she just want to be explored. There last few words was hungry, but also soft, willing to learn. Willing to listen to his body to way his move. "I want to remember this experienced."
For a few heartbeats, he simply let her plead like a supplicant before her god. When he had heard enough, he rewarded her with movement, slow at first but with increasing speed as the sounds of her pleasure and the feel of her beneath him spurred him on. Faster and faster until the steady rocking of his hips faltered when he reached the precipice and fell over the other side.
Leander had a wife who had borne him many children. Time and time again, he had sunk into the intoxicating heat of her embrace, but nothing could compare to the thrill of planting the first seed in otherwise untouched, fertile soil.
When he was through, he rolled off of her and settled beside her to catch his breath. Laying on his side, he propped up on one elbow to face her and belatedly - sadly - noted the presence of her shirt. That would have to be remedied next time. With a satisfied smile, he sought her gaze and reached over to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Good?”
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jul 10, 2023 16:14:48 GMT -5
When he rewarded her she let out a small moan as she wrapped her arms around him fingers curling into him. enjoying the rhythm, her breathing matching it. Could tell that he was experienced and she have learnt that she enjoyed his intoxicating embrace and that she want to know more about him in other ways. She will never forget this.
When he fell to the other side she looked up to the ceiling for a moment, apart of her hopes she doesn't become pregnant because of this because it will put a end of her career. However, does she regret this? She doesn't. Turning to face him as she sw his smile as he tuck some hair behind her ear. "Well I haven't run away have I?" She teased him as she softly placed a hand on his arm.
"Leander, i want to get to know you more then physically. Like I want to know your thoughts? You? Who is Leander?"
At her joke, he smiled, warm and tender and a touch tired. “No, you haven’t. That’s good,” Leander murmured, letting her rest her hand on his arm. “I would hate to disappoint.” His gaze traveled across her face, reading the facets of her expression before drifting slightly lower. Soon after, his fingers followed to tug lightly on the collar of her shirt. Her pants lay abandoned on the floor, but… “Next time, we’ll take care of this, too.”
Her questions had him pausing for a moment as he considered his answer. Who was Leander Calderson? “Truthfully, I’m no one special,” He admitted, hand casually trailing lower as a sheepish look crossed his features. Fingers drifted from her neck to lightly trace over the curve of her breast before slipping beneath her shirt to draw idle shapes over her belly. “You saw how Iadrik spoke to me. He’s one of the worst, but the others are also like that. They think me too small and too weak to be worthy of any respect.”
Hurt flickered across his expression, and with a sad shake of the head, he changed the subject. “What about you? Who is Zarha?” One corner of his mouth curved upward into knowing smirk. “Besides a beautiful witch and a fun time.”
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jul 10, 2023 17:44:03 GMT -5
"you have far from disappointed me." it was true, when his hand travelled to the collar of her shirt and mentioned the next time. "Well, I had to leave something for the next time. Want to leave you wanting something, right?" She teased him hinting at early when he left he wanted him. She never been so wild before.
When he told her about him and she placed a hand on his face taking him for a moment. "You are special Leander. Iadrik is a douchbag and so what if you're not the strongest, you are talented in other areas. you are worthy of the respect." She tries to encourage him feeling his hand trace shapes under her shirt.
When he asked her about her she normally tries to avoid this subject with her fellow soldiers because she is just a soldier. "I am learning about politics to try and improve my chances with regard to work. I am the oldest child and my favourite colour is purple, i used to have this blanket that me and my twin used to have growing up, i couldn't go to sleep without it."
Leave him wanting something. The way she continued to tease, even though they had just fallen apart from their first coupling, was cute. It reminded him of earlier years long ago spent a slave to an insatiable appetite, surrounded by women but never able to indulge because they were not his to touch or to claim. Zarha, however, had acquiesced and accepted his advances. His interest reared its head and made a valiant attempt to rise, but Leander was no longer a teenager - not like her. For now, he could only feed that particular appetite with words. “I will never not want you,” Leander promised, finding and holding her gaze. “You’re beautiful.”
When she placed a hand on the side of his face, he leaned into it ever so slightly. “Thank you, Zarha,” He said with a small, sad smile. “You’re very kind, but strength means everything to a warrior of Coheed. Iadrik and the others will never see things the way you do.”
The nature of her answers to his question reminded him again of her youth - and, consequently, her fertility - but he was no younger than he had been mere moments before. Zarha Sliva, soldier of Nevermere, who liked the color purple, had a twin and younger siblings, and once had a blanket. Leander wondered if her twin was as breathtaking as the one before him. “Purple is a good color,” He agreed with a smile. “One that you would look stunning in, but...” His fingers on her belly drifted lower, a suggestion of their recent activities, before trailing upward to their previous location once more. “I think you look even better like this.” Naked. Next to him.
“Of course, appearances aren’t everything.” Debatable. “I already know you’re a dedicated soldier, Zarha, so there’s no doubt you’re an accomplished one as well.” A pause, then: “Especially if you’re learning politics on top of your performing your duties. That is unusual, yes?”
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jul 12, 2023 6:15:41 GMT -5
Never not want her... the way he spoke them, nobody never really spoke those words before. Not in this content before to her. With addition of calling her beautiful. She looked into his beautiful dark gaze. "I will always want you." Her smile was warm, lighting something Zarha thought was long gone.
Her thumb rubbed his cheek as Leander talked, not moving, she was listening to him, the way he spoke. Studying his face as he did. "Well, we have to find a way to make you stronger or change the way they think and even though it would be fun to punch common sense into Iadrik or even make it impossible for him to have any more children..." A playful smirk like she could easily curse him right here right now to end him having kids. However she thought she can't really do that even though it would be fun.
When he complimented how she look better like she is now, she turned her body to the side facing him. "I enjoy you like this to Leander." Next to her. Warm hand on her body.
"It is kind of unusual, but Nevermere is a political system. I am a commoner, on a daily basis I have to deal with Nobility and sometimes interact with royalty. It rare that I do but there still a chance that I do. As a commoner, my education was more on the streets and learning how to get by with what we have. Where Nobility and royalty can afford having an education. Due to this they have a better chance of having any job they want because they have a knowledge people like me can only hope. One of my captains is helping me improve my chance because they believe that I can be more then just a soldier, to improve my rank in military but I thought if I do improve my rank in military I need to have an education."
Regarding Iadrik, Leander made a thoughtful noise. “We’ll think of something to deal with him,” He agreed quietly, sharing in her amusement. “Though you’re right: I don’t think punching him would work.” Already some ideas had begun to take shape, but he brushed them aside in favor of enjoying the moment with Zarha. “No need to figure it all out now. We’ve got time.”
As she turned toward him, the fingers dancing across her belly moved as well, instead tracing the ridge of her hip and across the side of her upper thigh. Although she had appeased any concerns he might have had that she had not had a good time, he nevertheless smiled at the confirmation. “Good,” Leander murmured. “I want to see you like this as often as I can.”
Then Zarha answered his question, and with raised eyebrows, he looked at her, impressed. “Beautiful and smart.” Another smile. “Ambitious, too. Always useful in a fighter.” His expression turned curious and a touch wary. “And your captain, the one who’s been helping you, is he here in Coheed as well?”
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jul 17, 2023 3:31:18 GMT -5
Zarha eyes was softly on his as he spoke talking about how they going to show Iadrik up. "I would love to hear the ideas that is running through that sexy head of yours." It was true she really care to hear his ideas. She want to get to know everything she can find out about this man.
When she moved to the side and his fingers moved along with her to her hips, she closed her eyes softly enjoying being this close to him. "When it my day off I will make it so I can see you." Smiling softly at him.
When he called her beautiful and smark she couldn't help but blush. When he asked her about Warren she couldn't help but laugh softly. "No he not here in Coheed, he is station somewhere else for the season." Zarha's thumb would trace her thumb along his stunning lips. "Plus he is my captain, the isn't anything nor will ever be anything between us. Nothing to be jealous about, if anything I am the one to be jealous, you possible have a wife."
“Only on your days off?” Leander grinned, a cheeky little smirk. “Or could you make some time for me on your work days, too?”
Under her thumb, his lips would curve upward into a smile as she revealed that her captain - a man, of course, for what woman would rise to such a rank? - was stationed elsewhere for the season. That was good. Unfortunate, too, in some ways, but the captain’s absence meant one less man to worry about, even as she sought to reassure him that he had nothing to be jealous over. “Are you sure you won’t miss him, wherever he is? Whoever he is?”
At the mention of his wife, he let out a little hum and rand his hand back up the line of her side, slipping under her shirt and around her back as he rolled closer. Once more, he settled himself on top of her - simply because he could, because she would let him - and propped himself up on his elbows to look down at her. “You have nothing to worry about, Zarha,” He whispered, leaning closer. “But I do think we should keep this—” He rolled his hips suggestively, once, though he knew he didn’t have another round in him just yet “—between us for now. I don’t want people like Iadrik to target you when they realize that I care about you. Can you keep a secret? For us?”
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jul 17, 2023 8:52:43 GMT -5
Laughing softly as he asked her about seeing him on the days she working. "Well, It depends on what I am doing on those days. As you know I am very dedicated to my work." Smiling softly, she was dedicated to her work and she can't try and get out of thing because she want to see Leander. "But if I am on patrol, or the days I have dedicated to training."
When he asked her if she would miss him, "I respect him as my captain in a way I do miss him but just because I miss him doesn't mean I want him." Zarha kissed Leander a kiss on the lips, "Plus I can't give him a kiss." She smiled enjoying being so close to him.
When Leander rolled on top of her she laughed softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck as she looked at him. When he asked her to keep them between them as he cared about her and when he mentioned the word Us. Her heart melted like it was some sort of stone before she mat Leander but right here, right now, it feels like she was beating for the first time. "for us I will." it felt natural to say us.
With a warm smile, he let out a considering hum. “I do know you’re dedicated to your work,” Leander agreed. “But even the most dedicated have to take breaks every now and then.”
She would miss her nameless captain, but not in that kind of way. He matched her smile with a grin of his own, and when Zarha leaned forward and kissed him, he let the feel of her lips chase away all other thoughts for now.
Almost all other thoughts. A handful still lingered on the forefront of his mind, including the knowledge of his proximity to her. Of where he lay. As she wrapped her arms around him, Leander leaned in close and kissed the side of her neck. “Thank you, Zarha,” He whispered.
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jul 19, 2023 4:28:38 GMT -5
Giving Leander a warm smile as she lean into him. "I can't promise because when I am on shift I have to be ready if sergeant Fraylin or sergeant Kasper need me for anything, so even when I am eating I might be needed." It was a fact. "But i will love to see you again." Even though she only mat this man today she enjoyed spending time with him, so she will try and see him when she can.
When she felt the kiss on her neck a slight hum of pleasure left her lips. She doesn't want this moment to end. However, she know if she doesn't go soon people might start asking questions about what was she doing. "No problem ,Leander."
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“We’ll see each other again,” Leander promised quietly. For a moment, he eyed the side of her neck, but though the thought of leaving her with something to remember him by appealed to him, it wouldn’t help with keeping their little fun a secret. Alas. With one more kiss, he looked down at her and, though he made no move to roll off of her, said with a sigh, “I guess we should both be going soon.”
Post by Zarha Sliva on Aug 4, 2023 17:59:25 GMT -5
Even though his voice was quiet his voice felt like it was calling her. Her eyes softly closed taking him in. Kissing him back but when he mentioned going she softly open her eyes. Softly looking towards the door before looking back at him, knowing that as soon as she leaves her she has to keep there little secret, secret. "If Iadrik or any of the others tries to bully you, remember you are stronger then they think. Plus you got something they don't." She smirks softly.