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Ronin quest


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It would be a scene unlike anything Ronin was familiar with; one that not even Safrin was properly familiar with. Created from the minds of the few Outlanders who had come before, the landscape into which the hunter would find himself was like the grandest of greek cathedral-like architecture mixed with an cozy sun-room.  Light splashed against white marble, alighting off golden accents that littered a room that was both vast, sparse, and yet intimate. Through grand doors the hunter would come, likely seeing first a large pool of the purest aqua flecked with opalescent waves that drifted of their own accord. Just behind this pool was Safrin as he'd never seen her before.

Laying on her side upon a chaise-lounge whose rich purple upholstery perfectly melded against her curves, she wore a sleeveless dress of loose-fitting white cloth that boasted a dangerously low drop-neckline (to her navel, in fact), with cutouts on the sides that allowed for her curvacious hips to show through. Her hair was loosely held upon her head by clips adorned with pearls and starlight. Looking up, dark eyes alluring and fall of laughter, she smiled with relief and expectation.

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Ronin Taliesin
the Dark Star
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It was a temple that he walked through. Don’t ask how Ronin knew it, but some intrinsic part of him could feel the weight of the gods upon him as he strode through its airy, marbled halls. His skin was still warm from the sun, his dark hair carelessly tousled, and he followed his feet on autopilot. Feet bound in sandals the like of which he had never seen before. Indeed, every part of what he was wearing was foreign to him, from the bronze cuirass adorned with a blazing golden sun to the golden greaves covering his legs.

He felt tiny, walking through the doors, the entirety of his vision swallowed at first by the beauty of the pool, the tranquility of the room. Then, of course, blue eyes fell upon his goddess and his lips parted in a soft inhale of surprise. It was more than a bit inappropriate, the way his eyes drifted over her, lingering on the spaces where perfect skin peeked through the soft cloth of her gown.

”Safrin.” Had his voice ever sounded so reverent? Had he ever truly looked at the goddess who had pulled him from the sky? Whatever the answers to those questions, it was doubtful that Ronin would be in any state to consider them, given the rush of blood intimately southward.
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Placing the book down upon the cushion, Safrin half sits up to regard Ronin. She flashes him a smile that might be coy were she not the one with all the power in this situation. Her eyes wander over the leather and gold that cover a body that requires no fantastical upgrades to be unfathomably attractive. Still, Safrin appreciates the assimilation into the world in which Ronin finds himself, even if he's unaware he's doing it.

"Hello darling, I was afraid you'd gotten lost." She chuckled, swinging one of her legs to the side so that she might fold it beneath her as she sat up. Beneath the flowing white cloth, her breasts seem to defy gravity given that very clearly, there is nothing beneath. "Come over here and lets get you cleaned up." Ronin would find himself aware of blood dripping down from his greaves and that somewhere behind him in the endless halls, a monster had been slain. Leaning forward to hold out a hand, Safrin beckoned to the water.

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Ronin Taliesin
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Lost? Oh no, Ronin absolutely was lost - his eyes could not stop from roaming over every part of his goddess; the way she moved, the parting of her lips, the purr of her voice. He already found himself stepping forward when he felt the drip of blood, watched it blot the marble floor with crimson. As if filling in the blanks in this apparent dream, he recalled vividly the monster’s death, the way it had terrorised Safrin’s halls until his arrival.

”How long have you been waiting?” he asked distractedly, while his feet took him dangerously around the edge of the pool towards her. Part of him wanted to have just stepped straight into the water, but the rest of him - more wicked and more interested in the perk of Safrin’s breasts and the sway of her hips than getting clean - wasn’t having any of it.

He arrived in time to sweep down to one knee, taking her hand if she allowed and pressing a soft kiss to the back of her palm. ”I am sorry to have kept you.”
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"Long enough." She chuckled adoringly, her eyes never leaving his as he stepped nearer, and yet at the same time possessing that predatory awareness suggesting she was able to see more than what she was just looking at.

Dark eyes watched as he knelt, the corners of her lips twitching into a satisfied half-smile as he pressed a kiss to her palm. Her fingers closed softly over his, the starlight of her essence pulsing a heartbeat into his bones, before she laughed almost girlishly; a sound both youthful and somehow innocent, despite being absolutely neither.

"You always have been such a charmer, Ronin. From the first day I met you." She purred. 'Now then. Off with all that nonsense and into the pool with you. The waters will wash you quite clean, I can assure you."

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Ronin Taliesin
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There was a naivete about Ronin that stopped him from catching the predatory glint to his goddess's gaze; as far as he was concerned, he had just killed a monster and now he needed to get clean, and with any luck the ethereal lady before him would play an active participant. "I do try," he said with a crooked smile, nodding obligingly and rising to his feet.

His fingers went instantly to the buckles of his armour (and for a flash, the feel of the leather and metal beneath his fingers reminded him of another occasion where he'd been armoured and on the precipice of something similar), making short work of them that he might lift the cuirass over his head.

The greaves, sandals and under tunic followed soon enough, leaving the hunter bloodied and naked before his goddess. His arousal was difficult to hide, and it was with something of a bashful grin that he turned to step into the waters of the pool.
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Humming her approval, Safrin watched as Ronin rose. Whatever memory his actions might have stirred in the back of his mind would vanish like smoke blown from Safrin's perfectly painted lips. Thoughts of Vanya and Remi and the other lovers that the hunter had taken over the years would be like remembered table scraps before a banquet; tasty enough, but incomparable to what might await.

Perhaps surprisingly, Safrin's eyes did not drop to Ronin's erection as it was freed from beneath his clothes. She merely gazed up at him from her place on her chair, daintily sat, that strange mixture of vixen and mother-figure.

Ronin would find the water absolutely the perfect temperature, but what else would he have expected? It would smell richly of the rain and morning dew, the opalescent waves softly bumping up against him. "There. How's that?" Safrin asked from behind him. Ronin would feel her hands upon his shoulders, turning so that he was facing away from her. "Oh, so terribly tense, sugar." Her fingers would begin to softly press into the muscles of his neck as her grip pulled him back towards the edge of the water.

Only...instead of his back finding the earthen-edge of the pool, he'd feel Safrin behind him: her thighs spread to accommodate him, and, should he press himself back enough, would feel her erect nipples against him as well as her fingers continue to dance across his skin. Flowing next to them, her gown waves in the water, the material reduced to nearly transparent by the wetness. One can only imagine what it looks like clinging to her skin.

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