Samara Asenta
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Ander's eager response had Samara feeling light on her feet. The desire to pin him to the cloud and do shameful things to the other Elf swelled within her heart. Where the well-spring of passion came from she hadn't any idea, but it was there and shone in her blue eyes. It was everything they-- she wanted. For people to embrace her. Love her. And she would in turn love them.
The male Elf was the first that had Dshara's full support. The way he brought out her beauty and radiance in her Dark Elf was unlike any before him. Should anything threaten Ander's very existence they would now need to deal with the combined fury of Samara and Dshara together.
This was the first time the Dark Elf could recall where she wasn't obsessed with controlling her urges or monitoring what the Dark Fiend within was doing. It was just so... relaxing. So liberating. How could Samara ever let Ander go when he brought so much peace and stability to her existence? Even if it might be at the cost of increasing an evil spirit's influence over her.
Samara helped Ander to his feet and smiled up at him as they stood before one another.
After Ander spoke of food from afar, the Dark Elf closed the distance to stretch up against him. "I have the greatest banquet right here," the Vampire whispered as though there was any living creature to overhear it. Samara was speaking of Ander himself, of course. Though it would be easy to confuse it with what she had in mind next.
Then she withstood, bounced back a few steps and reached down with her right hand to pluck a red sphere from a nearby open pack. Samara lifted the red-fleshed delight up until it eclipsed her lips; bright blue eyes peered over its top at the other Elf. A loud crunch of wet bone pierced the air before Samara slowly lowered the apple just below her chin as she chewed the large bite taken from the apple.
With each chew the Vampire strode closer to Ander. She reached up with her left hand to take hold of the back of his head, and stood on her toes to make up for the height difference. The Dark Elf pressed her lips to his and offered Ander the sweet nectar of the apple she'd bitten off.
She withdrew and held up the rest for her companion with a smile on her lips after the exchange. "Not so terrible, is it?"
Ander'ashan Merellien
The male Elf was the first that had Dshara's full support. The way he brought out her beauty and radiance in her Dark Elf was unlike any before him. Should anything threaten Ander's very existence they would now need to deal with the combined fury of Samara and Dshara together.
This was the first time the Dark Elf could recall where she wasn't obsessed with controlling her urges or monitoring what the Dark Fiend within was doing. It was just so... relaxing. So liberating. How could Samara ever let Ander go when he brought so much peace and stability to her existence? Even if it might be at the cost of increasing an evil spirit's influence over her.
Samara helped Ander to his feet and smiled up at him as they stood before one another.
After Ander spoke of food from afar, the Dark Elf closed the distance to stretch up against him. "I have the greatest banquet right here," the Vampire whispered as though there was any living creature to overhear it. Samara was speaking of Ander himself, of course. Though it would be easy to confuse it with what she had in mind next.
Then she withstood, bounced back a few steps and reached down with her right hand to pluck a red sphere from a nearby open pack. Samara lifted the red-fleshed delight up until it eclipsed her lips; bright blue eyes peered over its top at the other Elf. A loud crunch of wet bone pierced the air before Samara slowly lowered the apple just below her chin as she chewed the large bite taken from the apple.
With each chew the Vampire strode closer to Ander. She reached up with her left hand to take hold of the back of his head, and stood on her toes to make up for the height difference. The Dark Elf pressed her lips to his and offered Ander the sweet nectar of the apple she'd bitten off.
She withdrew and held up the rest for her companion with a smile on her lips after the exchange. "Not so terrible, is it?"
Ander'ashan Merellien