Recent content by Aristeia Darke

Words and thoughts came to a still as his lips found the soft flesh of her neck, kisses pressed there before teeth grazed and drew out a soft whimper from her. Her lungs fought for breath, but what the Commander did to her only made her struggle to prioritise resuming normal bodily functions...

Tenderness was what stuck to his voice, his honeyed words disarming every motion of fight and defense she had trained herself to withhold. With each kiss, he promised her a future even if he could not recall it. Acceptance, the embrace her held him in as she moved her head to catch those lips...

Aristeia found herself gasping, looking down at his lips which were now a little swollen from her kisses, but the burning of her own, the tingling sensation being a part from him meant she too sported the desperate result of them giving in finally. Her hands clutched at his shirt, lifting her...

She dared not speak, to show him how real this was for her. It was truly his dream, one he got rare opportunity to be present and awake for. Her heart played an in dreamlike staccato, knowing he was moments from convincing himself she was real, here, and unable to disappear when his hands kept...

Aristeia's gaze stayed on the vision that was the Commander; Quellchrist who appeared before her, speaking of her allurement... and that hand. It fit better against her cheek than some bodies felt against her own, and the soldier dressed like a princess softened her gaze. She could have had him...

Aristeia smiled softly, appreciative of his honesty in not paying the visible scar any mind. She knew he hadn't openly stared like many have, but he had treated her no different than those that serve with him. Her smile turned sad, lingering on hope, the most addictive drug known. Hope is what...

Aristeia caught his gaze, the slight smile to his lips. She said nothing more, silently quickening her steps to lead down the barren hall. Her princess shoes made dulled clacks against the stone, the white satin of them visible every now and then as the hems of her emerald dress lifted. "The...

Aristeia chuckled as her hand went to snatch at his own after he had poked her above the knee. It brought her face down a few inches, but enough to stare into his eyes and search for any falsities. Finding none, she did not stand upright nor release his hand. "You know, I still believe we should...

Aris managed an acutely amused expression at his comment of how the dresses would look on her as opposed to him. He certainly had some cheek to him when he was no longer worrying about his duty or the ethics of having to flirt with a subordinate. If he thought her pushy now, then he need only...

There had been a stray thought that crossed her mind, wondering what his hair would feel like to run her fingers through it as he fixed the state of his appearance before her. Aristeia lifted a brow as her head lowered slightly, eyes watching him with mild intrigue. "Pretend? You said it would...

This brought a small smirk to her pink lips. In their inebriated states, she was sure one of them was close to making a move, to forget the difference in ranks and worlds, and just simply give in. Yet, that was where Aristeia fell short many times. She was not a natural flirt like others, nor...

Arsiteia watched him closely, like a cat watching a mouse take a look around without something to fret over. "It was a gamble. I felt something return... and thought to try." She drifted to the old and dark wooden wardrobe, opening it to show the dresses in white. Each item of clothing was...

Aristeia's stare fell to where his hand shielded, and her lips opened as if to say something witty, but ultimately closed it and dropping her gaze to the window she stood at. "Sorry to drag you away from such dreams." She was not really... or maybe she was. Aristeia found it hard to decipher...

As she stood in the plane of dreams, Aristeia took a quick glance around her. It appeared the same as it was days ago, before she was caught in someone's dream and pulled her to the Waking Realm. Here, she could feel the energies of a neverending war, could smell the fires burning as carnage was...

Aristeia had made it to his door, rolling her eyes as she caught the last words he was able to get out before she truly disappeared from view. "I can take a fall." She called out, unable to hide the smile pulling at the corners of her lips. As far as Commanders went, Alyxander was a breath of...