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He dismissed yet another of the nobles, not interested momentarily in their petty concerns. True, Ivrei was a man of renowned power, and that power had become extraordinarily useful in accomplishing tasks. He crossed the grand hall, or visitor’s lounge, of his castle and up a set of spiral stairs at the back and right corner of the room. Most of the place was decorated with smooth white leather and golden banisters and wall hangings, with the lighting magically dimmed to allow for perfect sight without hurting the eyes after prolonged periods of time. The torches that provided such light released no actual smoke, being that they did not actually burn.
All of the decorations were of the finest quality, but such an accomplishment was easy for someone like Ivrei, who could create both them and the castle they rested in with a flick of his wrist. Admittedly, however, he missed the adventure’s life, filled as it always was with challenge and grit. The social politics now were almost soulless, even if most of the people he permitted friendships with were kind of heart.
Sighing, he scaled the stairs and emerged on the inner battlements, where the winter night’s wind lowered normal visibility. He looked around bluntly, knowing his eyesight was even poorer often times than most. He crossed the walkway, trying to find Mayja, having known her well enough to believe she’d be up here somewhere. He felt his way into a tower and scaled another spiral staircase under shelter. Even with the lights along the bulwarks, it was impossible to see any further outside than the lights themselves, which acted more as a guide then a means to see. He installed them years before due to himself and other’s of poor vision falling over the side.
Inside the tower, it was far easier to tell where he was going when guided by the light, but the blizzard still crept down the stairs, lining the floor with snow. The erosion would never be able to destroy the stone, but it could certainly freeze over and make his climbing all the more difficult.
Mayja
The faintness of footsteps behind her filled her ears passed the whistle of the wind, but she recognized the heavy-set steps and somewhat distracted direction to be that of Ivrei’s. Mayja could guess what would bring him up to her, and she shook her long, pitch-black hair from her face to try to see anything more than what she already could. So far, it was clear that there were no intruders that were incompetent enough at least for her acute vision, and she dismissed the concept of there being someone who could, under cover of the storm, make their way under her nose. It was always a possibility, but Ivrei had made a rather excellent effort of seeing to any single intruder by installing a number of magical triggers that, if anyone unseen by him attempts to enter, will create a number of messages to inform him at every extent to their entry. It was her task to make certain that only the best could trigger this trap.
Ivrei finally emerged behind her, and it clearly took him a moment to find her past the natural stealth of the storm before he shouted.
‘I think you can be done for now if you’d like! Unless you’ve seen something?’ She shook her head, but watching the grounds for just one sign of movement that she figured was waiting for her to leave her perch was almost maddening. Even so, she knew she could not stay here forever. However little, she still needed sleep, and the call of it started to appear in mild fatigue.
She jumped down and moved to him, he was holding his shimmering silver hair away from his pale face as the wind prompted it to further obscure his sight. Taking pity on his less-than-adequate senses, she stretched a hand out to him.
Ivrei
Thankful, he took it, and she guided him down the frozen steps and back into the grand hall, where a number of people waited to ask him whatever questions they wished, but most recoiled when they saw Mayja, still garbed in her worn leather robes with a bow slung around her back. It was no secret that she was intimidating, having clearly displayed before the power to slaughter everyone in the room. Ivrei knew she would never do it, but the separation from the normal lord’s life that he had grown accustomed to was relieving. It was part of why he’d sought her out at the top of the tower.
Without any real need, she continued to guide him to one of the couple’s tables, where a tall bottle of thick honey-mead materialized with two tall wine glasses. Mayja took the bottle and glasses, and Ivrei could see now as she filled her’s and his glasses that she truly was exhausted. She had a clear heavy-lidded look to her, and the bottle shook in her hand as she tried to steady her tired arms.
‘How long have you been up there?’ He asked, taking the glass she’d handed to him, and she started to look idly upward, raising a number of fingers as she counted. ‘Four days!’ He said incredulously. Even for people like them, who had the effective fortitude to brave weeks without sleep, it was not healthy to do it very often. She drained her glass, the drink having no clear effect on her immediately.
She filled another glass, some of the bottle’s contents spilling over on her hand. Her deep green eyes moved to him before she spoke, her voice as powerful as it always was, but Ivrei was not perturbed, ‘I can’t imagine anyone else capable of my perception. Although,’ She said, draining yet another glass of the drink and starting to fill another, ‘if it were a battle of attrition, I’ve lost merely by participating.’ She drained the next glass almost as soon as it was full, the effects were clear on her face now as her pale cheeks blushed slightly. It was no surprise, Ivrei thought, having only taken sips of his own, the table called to the center whatever either of those sitting at it desired and crafted it from magic, but only food or beverages. In this case, his sister clearly wanted or needed a drink that would normally be diluted with water no less than ten times before any normal person drank it, and even then it usually sent people unconscious.
Mayja
She felt herself becoming progressively more drunk with what the drink did, and her mind was drifting slightly. She felt two urges right now brought by her tired state: To shoot the first thing she saw that she could get away with, or to feel her more intimate desires catered to. She took one last drink from the honeyed mead, and mentally commanded it to vanish. After the glasses and bottle were gone without a sign, she had little to talk about, and neither, it seemed, did her brother, although she figured he had plenty of political nonsense that he could tell her. It was easy to figure though that he was almost less interested in that than she was. That kind of carelessness was one of the main similarities between the siblings.
Although siblings wasn’t entirely accurate. True, the two of them had been raised by the same parents, and she would have been a natural daughter to them were it not for her specific case. Ivrei was the same, in that both of them shared their ancestry with beings not native to the their world. His was to the elements of primal air, and hers was to ancient celestials. Their parents described her birth specifically as a sort of light that fell from the sky, penetrated the roof above, and blessed her mother’s arms with a child. It was only safe to assume that she was their daughter, but their blood was simply not the same.
Her brother, on the other hand, born slightly before her, took physical form as gusts of winds started to accumulate in a central form of a baby. The intense winds that accumulated were so much so that, like with her, they could not see what specifically had happened until Ivrei was already in their mother’s arms, but not sharing her’s or his father’s blood.
Thinking about this, she felt again like always a different perspective when she looked at her brother, concern now in his face with how much she had drun
k, but her senses were more or less still as alert as they usually were. She used these senses now to analyze the details of her brother’s face while he sipped his drink. It was well refined and naturally beautiful, even more so than hers even with her being a part-celestial. She started to admire these features without really realizing it, not caring just now that they had grown up together.
Ivrei
He watched while her sister simply stared at him for several long minutes, probably so absorbed in thought that she didn’t realize her posture change to watch him easier. It made little difference to him, he enjoyed getting the chance to admire her natural beauty, even if she was his sister. After all, such an appearance was difficult to find among the rest of the people in the room, who most often paled in comparison, save for the occasional individual to happen by, but she was always in the castle.
He spent still longer watching her, and she started to rest her chin on her wrists, and he realized with a slight shock that she was watching him. He quickly tried to cover up the act by chuckling slightly, but her laughing in return only proved how useless this was. Part of his mind cursed himself for realizing what he’d gotten himself into, while the other was ready to ride it out.
‘You still need sleep.’ He said in a casual tone, also resting his chin on his fist. She nodded, closing her tired eyes and leaning a bit closer to him, but he reached a hand out to caress her cheek. Her eyes did not open while he did this, but she nuzzled her face further into his hand, evidently keen to sleep on it. One of her hands reached around his wrist the stoke it gently as he did with her face. The air between them suddenly started to become far more intimate as Mayja reached a hand out to Ivrei and pull him closer. He could feel her breath on his lips, and he did all he could to prolong this slight separation between the two of them while he kept stroking her cheek. Her eyes flickered open to look into his own pale ones before he moved forward to kiss her softly on the other cheek. Her breathing came in still more relaxed, but he could tell that she, like him, was probably burning with desire.
Mayja
His lips on her skin felt so warm compared to the cold she had emerged from before, and his breathing felt like a gentle summer breeze to her. The feeling was perfect, and she didn’t want it to end. Her mind and body were desiring something more than just this though, something still more sensual than this. She waited, and eventually, Ivrei’s tongue grazed along her cheek toward her lips and, for a few moments while her heart started to beat faster, he left his lips so barely separated from hers that she felt even the slightest movement would certainly touch them together.
Unable to restrain herself, she moved forward onto his lips and started to kiss him, not feverishly yet, but she was getting there while her tongue prodded his lips open. His hand caressing her cheek moved back to tangle itself in her hair, while the other one gently stoked her shoulder. They spent several more minutes like this, neither quite able to bring themselves away from the intimate touching and kissing for long enough to rise from their seats. Eventually, though, they made it around this when the table itself and chairs simply vanished like the drinks.
Neither of them parted after this, wrapping each other into a closer embrace so that they might feel at each other more fully. Somewhere, though, they each were able to make sense of where they were, looking around to see that all of the guests around them were either staring or looking away awkwardly. Mayja smirked at Ivrei, before he posed the question she was just thinking of asking.
‘Perhaps somewhere a bit more private?’ She nodded at this, walking straight out of the room and up a set of double stairs that led out of the hall. They continued still in this same direction, neither really speaking while they thought about what they would do. The number of possibilities made Mayja’s insides squirm a bit with anticipation while they passed up another set of stairs into Ivrei’s and her personal quarters.
The room was decorated with deep red just now, fitting itself to the occasion it would be used for, with the bed changed into a massive circular one at the corner with soft coverings and drapes for privacy. A sizable bath-tub was in another corner with elegant purple glossed clay, and another part of the room held a small red couch and two lounge chairs before a small table and a steaming fire pit that smelled strongly of a spiced bouquet that seemed to make Mayja’s insides more alive with expectation as well as relaxed.
‘What should we do?’ She asked her brother, pulling her body closer to his and looking into his equally-hungry eyes. There were so many things she knew they could do it that made her hot with desire. She knew that she was faster and stronger than he was, but she also knew that he had far more physical endurance than she did, and with their inhumane characteristics, that meant a very long night. The excitement made it difficult to keep herself from lavishing his lips again. She was surprised and almost impatient with how he carefully kept himself from taking her too quickly.
Ivrei
He thought about it, his face giving the impression that this was some kind of average day question, but his resolve to keep himself from simply taking his sister was starting to wane, and it looked like hers was too.
‘I propose that we move right to the bed.’ She nodded vigorously and lifted herself onto him, wrapping her legs around him as she kissed him feverishly while there was the faint sound of her long-bow dropping to the carpet. His own desires were starting to overtake him as well, and he took her to the bed as quickly as could and set her on it. He was pleased and surprised to see that she had deftly undone and cast off her robes and kicked off her boots as they crossed the room, now only her black undergarments remained, which she started to undo at the breasts while he moved toward her.
A few steps toward her, then he hesitated, asking before he descended upon her, ‘Are you sure?’ His face was grinning, but he was being completely honest in not wanting to take her in wanton need. He guessed that, even in her intoxicated state she could still sense that in him. She nodded back, grinning too.
He didn’t want to spoil the building tension just yet, and moved his head between her wet groin and gently pulled off the undergarments. She now lay naked on the bed, watching him at her waist with hungry desire. Slowly, he moved his tongue around her opening, circling her sensitive spot softly, making her moan equally with an equally soft voice.
‘Please…’ She begged faintly, while his tongue moved in slow circles around her groin, careful not to actually touch it. He only took the que when her breathing started to get heavier and more rapid, bringing his tongue and lips to gently caress the opening inside of her that seemed so welcoming. She her moaning grew more intense as his tongue graced her quickly, and she outright screamed when, at last, he moved his head to impale her as far as his tongue would go. She gripped the back of his head, pulling him closer as she screamed her relief and delight.
Mayja
She could feel the length of his tongue feeling around inside of her, making her practically explode with bliss. Mayja felt her body start to poise itself for a shuddering finish to her building tension, making her eyes roll back as she withheld herself so as to prolong their night. She was starting to question her motivation when Ivrei stepped away from her, taking the length of his tongue out of her. Although the more rational side of her was grateful he spared her spinning into a haze too soon, she had wanted to with all of her soul.
Ivrei rested his head on one of her thighs while the she was still breathing hard. When she had regained her res
olve, she moved further back on the bed. She stood on her knees and beckoned him toward her. For a moment he simply stayed there, looking at her with loving eyes. It was then that she started to feel more than just carnal attraction to Ivrei, and still more than the relationship as her brother that she had seen him as. Her mind started to see him as a lover. He stepped onto the bed, moving toward her on his knees. He must have realized the same thing, because he did not move immediately to take her, but the two of them wrapped around each other in embrace again, kissing vehemently. She guided on of his hands to her breast, and he took the offer, groping and massaging it gently. With one hand he called magic to it, and his embroidered suit casually slid off, exposing his own toned, but not too muscular body.
Mayja eventually felt herself pushing him slightly forward so that he was sitting on his knees, and still kissing him she moved herself above him, straddling her legs on either side. Ivrei separated from her voluptuous kissing to look into her eyes more closely. She looked back in turn, gazing into his eyes and seeing the reflection of her own green ones. There was nothing but love in either of their eyes while they both grinned at each other’s expressions, in her case more out of relief than anything else.
Slowly, she descended her shaped body onto his erect limb. At first, there was just the initial watering of her groin as it waited, and she looked into her brother’s eyes the whole time. Then, there was the initial pressure she felt as her womanhood was being parted to allow his entry. She stopped at this feeling, moaning aloud as she simply enjoyed the feeling of just that inside of her while. Either of her hands were placed on his shoulders, careful even past the wincing pressure of him sliding inside of her now. She felt her body being split as she allowed the entry of this new thing inside of her. The unbearably slow penetration was only building her arousal still more as she took it a quarter of the way into her and stopped again, breathing harder than before. He leaned up to whisper in her ear.
‘I love you, now take your time.’ She moaned again, but did, sliding herself now halfway down his length, unable to stop the walls inside her body from convulsively clenching around Ivrei. The heat building inside her body almost forced her to slam her body down on Ivrei suddenly and harshly, and she felt no other desire as she looked into his passionate eyes. He reached the hand up that was not fondling her breast to her face, feeling the curves as he had done before and smiling with still more compassion. Looking into his eyes now as he did this, Mayja realized that she had never loved someone so intensely as she loved him, and all care that existed before about their relationship before dissolved as it was conformed into this new one that formed while she, finally, slowly lowered herself onto him completely.
Ivrei
He felt the two of them connect with their newfound love for each-other, and he hugged her closer to him, sharing their feelings one last time as they once did as children. A part of him was depressed as he held his sister, knowing that now there would only be memories of the people that the two of them once were, but as he held her in his arms, he was content to know that he would always have her love forever. The new feeling between them blossomed as they held onto each other, and his mind searched quickly for words to express, but she beat him to them.
‘I love you too, dearest Ivrei.’ She moved just far enough away from him to look again into his eyes, and he understood what she meant. The two of them were no longer siblings, they were lovers. He leaned his head forward to lock lips again, and she returned the gesture, playing with his tongue and groping herself closer to him.
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