A Gentle Breeze [Closed]

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

The loud, violent noise of swords clashing and armor cracking echoed through the forest as the nearby war began to draw its final breath. The sound of angry trees, Treants, and Golems vibrated the ground, but the faint sound of huffing and a tired rumble sang out just as loud. There was a sound of a fall, a loud thud, blades whacking against wood, and then a loud explosion rang out. Three trees toppled over, a Golem’s body disintegrated, and a lone figure stood in a hunch in the center of it all. The last burst of bubbly pixels exploded in front of Saber’s face, and the Assassin dropped to his knees in a tired heap. His body burned, his lungs begged for oxygen, and his arms slammed his two swords into the hard ground of the United Kingdom’s main isle. The sound of fanfare and the sight of his menu popping up front of him made the man sigh. His eyes closed, his tired body fell to the forest floor, and the Assassin took a moment to rest. His task was over, and his rewards sent to his inventory; his last fight of a twenty-four hour stretch was done. Now, he needed a break.

The quest he had just finished fell into a category he called “Trails of Hell”. There were generally four to eight steps in the quest which required a player to defeat monsters of gradually increasing difficulty. The monsters generally came in large numbers, but the numbers varied on quest, difficulty, and area. For Saber, the difficulty was always the highest, which meant the numbers were also very high. They were meant to be done with two to three people in a party, at minimum, but of course Saber didn’t believe in any of that racket. He was strong enough to handle himself, even though the Trail quests tended to leave him tired and burnt out. They were rough, especially towards the end when the oversized horde of every monster previously summoned appeared. In this case, Saber had to deal with everything under the rainbow; Goblins, Trents, Golems, Serpents, Weasels, and even a bunch of Boars. Needless to say, they were all at their max levels and came in groups of twenty. The final wave had a mix of forty monsters, and they weren’t exactly friendly.

“I’m gonna get killed one of these days…” Saber mumbled, checking his nearly empty health bar. The monsters were low in level, but their numbers had almost overpowered the level ninety player. He honestly almost fell apart but had kept his composure. If he hadn’t focused and battened down the hatches, he would have died. There was no doubt about that one; Saber would have died this time if he wasn’t careful. Yet, he powered through. With fifteen percent of his health left, the Assassin succeeded once more in cheating death. If a Dragon couldn’t kill him, there was no way he would let a bunch of trees bring him down. Nor would he let himself die to fatigue.

The man let out a grunt and pushed himself up to a knee, and then up to his feet. A hard yank on the hilts of his blades pulled them free from the ground and he flicked them off to the side, cleaning off the pieces of dirt stuck to them. Then, he slid them away into their sheathes and opened up his menu. The Assassin pulled his map open, checked his location, and looked up at the sky to get the time and weather. It was just turning into the afternoon, barely one o’clock he presumed. There was the usual overcast but the sun was peeking through in some places. The wind was quiet, the air warm; it was a good day to relax. With that in mind, Saber checked his location once more and then noted a nearby beach. It was a few minutes away from where he stood, walking time, and he knew it as one of the more secluded locations. Because of the rocky structure of this stretch of the beach, few players went to it. Saber liked to use it as a place to trap the curious fish and to lounge around undisturbed. It wasn’t one-hundred percent vacant all of the time, but he had been lucky so far.

“Let’s get some air then… Shall we?” A flick of his wrist dispatched the glowing menu in front of his face and the Assassin turned towards the direction of the beach. He pulled his cloak around himself, lifted his hood over his head, and adjusted his scarf to cover up his face. There were no players in the area, but there was always the chance someone would stumble into him. He wouldn’t take the chance of letting someone see him because of his laziness. Though, once he reached the beach after that few minute walk, he found his worries unnecessary. The beach was empty and the waves were quiet. The salty air invited him in, and the Assassin obliged.

Popping out of the forest, Saber hopped down a few rocks as he picked the difficult route down to the sand. He made his way off to the right towards a small collection of oversized, smoothed boulders and carefully walked between them towards the one in the direct middle. There, the Assassin jumped up on top of it and dropped down to the other side. There, hidden by the massive stone, was a small sanctuary of water and a little ecosystem within it. The water flowed in a beautiful pattern and small critters walked around it happily. The rocks to the back of the sanctuary were large and concealed it from the quick eye but towards the front, the rocks shrank and gave a beautiful view of the horizon and ocean. It was another one of Saber’s hideaway holes, and the Assassin took advantage of it.

Saber dropped his hood down and began to disarm himself. He dropped his swords into the sand by the large stones, placed his twin daggers beside them, and then detached his throwing knife boxes from his thighs. He kept his cloak on and his scarf, but exchanged his two pairs of pants for a pair of tattered shorts. Then, he removed his oversized sweatshirt to reveal his much tighter, and cleaner, t-shirt. It was far too hot on the beach for layers, but there was no way he would run around without his top on. Not again. Though, he did make himself comfortable and sat down against one of the rocks. He let his head lean back against the stone and his right leg raised up to support his right arm as he placed it atop his knee. His left leg stretched out and his left arm dropped lazily onto its thigh.

“That’s better…” The Assassin let out a heavy sigh and closed his eyes, letting the gentle breeze lick at his tired muscles and his wounds. He had a few cuts here and there on his arms and face, but it wasn’t so bad. It was better than his fight with the Dragon at least.

: Post Title :
-Escaping Hell-

: Word Count :
1194

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
Enjoy the beach~

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

Small Whispers

Was the lone assassin avoiding her? It was the only thing the foxtail Cleric had running through her mind for the past, what was it? Days, months? She had lost track of time since that fateful day the two had danced at the winter ball. That day she had told him her feelings for him and he had said anything about it since they. To be fair, the only time they had met after then was to fight the Gerald and at that time, she had thought that he had been upset with her, no, she didn't think, she knew. He had been upset because she had wondered if they would be mentoring, she had asked and the answer she received was more than distasteful. That was the last time that they had spoken, the last time she had seen him. She was so caught up in her own things and she knew he was a busy man, but she hadn't bothered to try and set up a meeting between them to figure out what their situation was, to figure out his feelings, whether he would accept or reject her feelings and to apologize for being so assumptive before their battle. She wanted to see him, badly, but she was afraid.. Afraid of knowing his thoughts and hearing his answers. What would she do if the assassin didn't feel the same about her? His only response was the quiet sobs that he had let out on her shoulder. What could they have meant? What had he been thinking? She sighed. Not knowing was the worse thing she could have ever felt. Her heart pounded every time she thought about that night, how he had held her so close. The warmth of his body was more than she could handle, but it was something that she would kill for to feel again. The lone assassin, where was he now?

As Ame laid on the sands, rocks surrounding her spot on the ground, hiding her from any others that wished to spend time at the beach, she thought of the possibilities that the world offered her. She had grown so much in such a little time that it scared her to think of what she could do in the real world if she was who she was in this game. It scared her even more to think of having to leave this place one day and returning to her old life. Would she see Saber again when they returned? She was sure that they didn't live in the same country as most of the other friends she had asked their whereabouts had lived far, far away from her. Would he come to her, or she go to him? She sighed a long sigh and realized that she didn't know anything about Saber, not even his real name.. Though in turn, he didn't know his either. She wanted to learn about his true self, where he came from, what his name was. How old was he in the real world? She bit at her lower lip and closed her eyes. There was so much to learn, but would she ever even get the chance to ask him when she saw him? He was surrounding himself with lots of other people, now that he was her guild leader. It made her jealous to think of everyone taking up his time, and not leaving her any. The thought made her shake her head. 'When did I become so jealous over such little things?' She could no longer wrap her brain around her own thoughts.. They were all of him..

Soon, she heard the padded footprints on the sand a bit away from her. Her ears perched and she sat up quickly, seeing a shadow drop from a tall boulder. She felt her head tilt as she stood, her tail swaying lightly from side to side. She licked her lips and swallowed hard, letting her feet move her forward. The area that the stranger had dropped into was surrounded by boulders. She tilted her head again and hopped up onto one of them, being sure to move like a silent wind. Once she had reached the top of it, she slowly moved to the edge and looked down. Her eyes widened at the beauty of the waterhole and the critters surrounding it and just as she was about to hop into it, she spotted the shadow and her wide eyes widened even more. Her breath caught as she stared at the man and she closed her own eyes, taking a deep breath in. She seemed to always find him when she needed him the most. It was a strange thing, the way this world worked. She laid there for a moment, belly to the rock and watched him lay there, eyes closed, at peace. She was really good at bothering him while he was resting, but would today be different? She could leave the boulder and the secret sanctuary behind and let him rest. From the cuts on him, it looked like he could use it, or would she lower herself and disturb his serenity. She held her mouth tightly together and shook her head, sliding downwards to leave the rock, but in an instant, she turned and slide the other way. She needed to see him, be near him. She lightly let her feet touch the ground and quietly sat on the ground across from him. She looked into the water for a moment and then slide her eyes back to him.

Ame let out a soft breath and she softly crawled over to his side, being sure to be as quiet as she could be. She knew he wasn't asleep, it took longer than that, but she also didn't want to disturb him. Hopefully he couldn't hear the soft swishing noise of the sand shifting beneath her knees. She couldn't help but think of their last encounter, when he had seen her in her bathing suit, the same one she wore now. She had become so self conscious that she had actually slapped him. The thought made her smile, though she still felt bad for it. She wouldn't let that happen this time. This time was different. As she came up to the boulder he had rested upon, she pushed her back to it, not touching him, but as the need grew, she shuffled herself closer. She looked to his side profile, then down to his shoulder and then smoothly laid her head on it, carefully linking her arm in his. She doubted it, but if he really had fallen asleep, she would take every precaution not to wake him from it. Just being like this, even if he was unaware, it felt enough for her. "I miss you Saber.." Her voice was a small whisper in the gentle breeze.

- Words - 1146

- Tags - Saber

- Skills Used - ---

- Notes - hehehehehe

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

The freshness of the air and the cooling breeze made the Assassin quite relaxed. His body felt like it was floating on air and all of the stress slowly whittled away. All of the pain from the previous day’s fighting, all of the tension in his muscles and aches in his bones, it all slowly washed away with the sound of the crashing waves. The man’s chest raised and lowered, a steady rhythm governed by the air flow around him. The ocean’s cradle put the man into a bit of a lull and his head tilted forward and down. He breathed deep, an automatic action as his mind drifted off. There were no nightmares, there was no crying. No shouts for help, no curses on his name, no hateful eyes stabbing into his core. As Saber slowly started to fall asleep, this time, he didn’t feel like the bastard he was.

Yet, as per the usual, whenever Saber got comfortable someone decided to make an appearance. This time though, he didn’t bother opening his eyes. He heard feet in the sand, a body brushing against stone. Then, there was silence. The gentle breeze continued to strike at his body, the gentle massage keeping him in his dazed state. As he remained still, at peace with himself, he listened to the body move closer and then off to his side. Saber tilted his head slightly and began to open his eyes. At first, the world was just a haze, a blur. He couldn’t see anything but the golden yellow sand. But as his vision returned to him, he felt something warm and soft rest down on his shoulder. The eyes of the Assassin opened a little further. He saw a pair of pale white, slender legs, a beautiful blue bikini, and a collection of blonde hair. The man smirked softly beneath his scarf and tilted his head softly against his new company. As he did so, she took his arm and wrapped hers around it. Very gently, the Assassin took the little lady’s hand in his and closed his eyes.

The soft words which came from Kitty’s lips were like a lullaby to the tired man. It was nice, hearing that sweet voice of hers again. How long had it been since he had last seen her? It was a long time, he knew that. Was it that Winter Ball he had last seen her? Yes, most likely. She was in that beautiful red dress and had tried to make him wear a monkey suit. Of course, he was wise enough to prepare ahead of time for her antics and got himself a set of dress wear beforehand. Saber knew that the Ball was going on and knew that Kitty would come for him, or he at least hoped she did. If not, he probably would have left Londinium again and headed North; there would have been no reason for him to stay. Though, she had come to his door. But after the ball, he had grown busy. The Assassin coiled up into his shell and began to work again. Saber went back to his old ways and Kitty left his mind. It made his frown now. The woman he adored, he had left behind so easily… what kind of man was he…?

“I’m sorry, Kitty…” Saber whispered and turned his head, giving the blonde woman a gentle kiss on the top of her head. He squeezed her hand and gently slid his fingers between hers, entwining their hands together.

“As you can see, I’ve been quite… busy… lately.” A light and tired chuckle escaped Saber’s lips. His thumb softly rubbed against the back of Kitty’s hand, caressing the soft, warm skin there. Her hand was so soft and comforting. With the breeze, the warm air, and his pretty lady by his side; Saber was happy.

: Post Title :
-Her Again-

: Word Count :
645

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
Cuddle time~

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

A Gentle Caress

The static electricity that grew in her body made her spine tingle. The nerves were nearly too much as she felt his head tilt to rest atop hers, felt his warm embrace as he took her hand in his. Ame let out a soft breath, a small, relieved sigh. Yes, this was enough. Even if the assassin couldn't love her, just being near him was enough. She decided then that she wouldn't push him. She didn't want to push him away, or scare him with her own feelings. She decided she would wait, patiently, until he decided that he was willing to open his emotions fully to her and even if they couldn't meet in the real world, just being like this now was all she needed, all she wanted. It felt like the whole world stood still with him by her side. She wished that he would never leave it, but that was a wish that wouldn't come true. They both had their own lives, each had their own things they had to do, but even if she could be with him like this on the rare occasion, somehow, just somehow she knew she could get through whatever dilemma arose,  whatever hardships she was to face. With him here, by her side, holding ever so gently on to her, she knew she would be alright and that nothing could stand between them. She didn't know why, but she felt more connected to him then she had ever felt with anyone, even her own adopted parents. She loved them, of course, but her love for the lone elf assassin was greater than anything she could have ever felt in a lifetime in the real world. It made her wonder, if she hadn't picked up that game, hadn't turned it on and made her character, would she have ever met Saber? Would their worlds have ever twisted together? She somehow doubted it, but it didn't matter, because he was here. He was next to her. Holding her hand.

As he spoke, replying to her own words, she let out a frown of her own. She hadn't meant for him to apologize, she just simply wanted him to know. As grumpy and angry as he had once been towards her, she knew that wasn't him and as she forced her way into his heart, she could tell who he really was. She was about to cut in, until yet another tingle made it's way down her spine and she felt the soft touch of his lips on her head, his fingers mingling with hers and then his thumb caressing the top of her hand. She smiled then, all thoughts forgotten, the world an empty shell, holding only the two of them there together. No, she didn't need him to tell her anymore, she didn't need to hear the words come from his mouth, she just knew. She was his and he, he was hers. As he spoke again, she rose her head to look at him. With the hand not being held in his, she lifted it to his face, lightly grazing a cut there, and then let her thumb brush his cheek, the outline his jaw and she found herself staring at his lips. She wanted so badly to feel them on hers, like they had the few times before, but instead she held out her fingers and softly whispered, "healing light." She ran the spell across the wounds on his face and on his arms and then let the soft glow from her fingertips fade. His wounds were healing rapidly, especially because really, they were quite minimal. She smiled at him then and softly gazed at him. "I can see.." She let out a very soft giggle and sat back to look at him. She wondered what he would do if she crawled between his legs and nestled her body into his, but the thought caused her face to become bright pink and she turned her head sharply away. 'What the hell kind of thought is that?..' She breathed deeply and looked back to him, her face still a full on blush. She licked her lips and just sat there, staring, lost in whatever thought she had just had, wondering what exactly she meant to do with it...

- Words - 718

- Tags - Saber

- Skills Used - Healing Light

- Notes - ---

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

He was tired, oh so very tired. His eyes closed almost by themselves and the Assassin leaned back harder against the rock which supported him. With the blonde fox by his side, Saber felt that he could rest easy for once. He did not know Kitty one-hundred percent, but she was the one person he could trust. Out of all of the hundreds of players Saber had met, had spoken to, and had shared memories with; she was the only one who mattered to him. She did not ask much of anything from him, did not yell at him, did not give him the evil glare, and she did not taunt or tease him. She made him feel warm, safe, and was happy with just being beside him. That was all Saber could ask for, and all he wanted; someone to be by his side. Such a thing seemed so difficult to ask for these days. His Guild aside, Saber had almost no one he could count on, but that was okay.

The Assassin felt Kitty move and he opened his eyes to see her looking back at him. That beautiful face of hers, it made everything okay. All of the horrors and pains he had seen and felt were washed away simply by her smile. Saber could only smile back in return. When the little woman reached up, the Assassin’s eyes drooped a little as he felt her lightly brush at his face. He winced when she touched the open wounds which were there, but he didn’t dare pull away. Much like an obedient dog, Saber remained still and let the woman touch him. It was relaxing and sent a fire down his spine. His core began to warm and he pulled his lips into a tight line. To his dismay, the Cleric’s fingers were pulled off his face for but a moment.

Then they began to glow. The blonde whispered a small spell and bathed her fingers in a greenish glow. Very gently, she wiped those glowing fingers along his body and her magic caused his wounds to close and fade away. The sight made Saber huff; his strength began to return to him, but at a much steadier pace. So, that was magic eh? No wonder he was just a simple man who could only use swords. He was far too basic of a person to even try to conquer the elements or Mother Nature in general. Such things were not his forte, and Saber knew it. He was a soldier. There was nothing else to it. He could not fling fireballs or make lightning appear from the clouds. All he could do was wield a blade and protect those behind him. That was all he could do and all he knew how to do. Besides, if he had such a beautiful Cleric to lend him a hand then there was no need for him to try any sort of magic, especially since her giggle was just as cute as her smile.

“Don’t you laugh at me…” Saber responded as the little woman finished speaking. Then, he leaned back against the boulder behind him and closed his eyes for a moment. He took in a few deep, relaxing breathes and then reopened his eyes again. Just when he did, he noticed that Kitty was eyeing him once more. Her face was turning pink and her lips were split open slightly. The man furrowed his eyebrows and smirked. Well, it looked as if not all women were difficult to read…

The Assassin released Kitty’s hand and softly placed his hand on her chin, keeping her head still as he leaned over towards her. Very lightly, the man placed his lips against hers. His eyes narrowed some and he pressed forward for just a few moments, keeping the woman’s head still by his gentle grip on her chin. He felt her breath on his lips and a tingle went down his spine as he got a bit of her taste. Though, the man did not let himself linger. He was greedy, but was not going to try and take the entire pot of gold in one trip. Oh no, he would enjoy it more than once. With that in mind, after a few seconds the Assassin pulled his lips away, hovering them just above Kitty’s for a moment as he looked at her eyes. He gave her one more soft, gentle peck before pulled back and leaning against the boulder again. The man gave her a sharp smirk and then closed his eyes slightly. His right hand opened some, as if it was waiting to be given something.

“Are you cold, Kitty?” The Assassin eyed the pretty woman, noticing her blue bikini once more and chuckled softly. He was warm in his short and t-shirt but without him, he doubted he would be comfortable. Then again, women were quite strange.

: Post Title :
-Sweet Temptation-

: Word Count :
821

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
I know how to play unfairly too. <_<

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

There's No Fighting It

It didn't take much to send Ame into a fit of giggles, and with his words, telling her not to laugh at him, she couldn't help but let out another. He was truly adorable, whether he believed it or not and he made not only her mouth, but her heart smile as well. This man, he was so confusing, so hidden, yet she felt as though she had known him long before they had ever met. She wondered if their meeting was meant to happen and the reason for her strike of bad luck with the men she had sort of dated before, well, minus one exception, but he wouldn't even speak with her anymore and she supposed for good reason. She had let Saber steal her away from him after all, but it just couldn't have been helped. The assassin had stolen it from their first meeting, whether he knew it or not and she couldn't leave him be, no matter who told her to, or what her head said to try to convince her to look the other way and run, no, none of it mattered because from the very beginning, the fox tail cleric belonged to the elven assassin and there was no stealing her away from him. What she had felt for the other was no comparison to the way she felt for Saber, and as he let go of her hand and grabbed her chin lightly, she knew that all of her choices were correct.

She lost herself for the moment that their lips were locked on each others. Her eyes closed and the feel of the soft skin mingling made her head swirl. Her face wouldn't let go of that pink blush even when he pulled away, and she found herself staring at him. It had been the first time he had kissed her. Their first kiss, and the two that followed after had been her kissing him, but, just then, she gave him a soft smile and brought her hand back to his cheek after his small peck of her lips. She followed after his lips for a mere second once he moved away from her and took her hand away, placing it on her lap. Once he spoke, however, asking her if she was cold, she looked down at her bathing suit. She actually wasn't cold in the slightest, but as she looked down at his open hand, she breathed lightly and slid herself between Saber's legs and pressed the right side of her back to his chest, wiggling against him softly. Once she was comfortable, she took his hand in hers and reached for his other and laid the two across her chest, still holding the one hand in hers. She sighed happily and said, "freezing.." Her voice let on that she was being sarcastic, but she nestled in a little closer to him and lifted her head up to look at him. "That was the first time you kissed me, you know.." She smiled widely and let out another of her small giggles. She didn't think anything could be better than that, being there, cuddled in his arms, pressed against his warm body.

"Saber.." Her voice was a soft whisper as she spoke again and she lowered her head, pressing her cheek to his chest. She knew what she wanted to say, wanted to ask, but she could feel embarrassment filling her face. 'Get it out of you before your confidence goes away.. You might not get a chance like this again..' She breathed in deeply and softly let it out. "Can I know your real name?" Mentally, she let out a long breath, but continued. "Uhm.. mine's Amaretsu. But.. everyone just calls my Ame.. back home anyways.." She couldn't understand why it felt so strange to tell him her true name. Had it been that long since she had spoken it herself? It didn't matter. She made a mental note to talk to herself about it later, cause she was actually a crazy person like that, but for now, she wanted to enjoy the body that she was currently pressed into. She didn't know if it was possible but, she wanted to press into him more, wanted to be as close as she could to him. The thought made her breathing become heavy and before she could realize what was happening to her, she began panting lightly and had somehow began lightly grazing her fingers against the parts of his chest that her head wasn't pressed into. 'Wh- What's happening to me..' Her body heat felt like it was increasing drastically and the feeling made her reach her hand to his neck, then to the back of his head as she fisted it slightly, bringing her head up, and she lost control as she pressed her lips into his, pressing them hard together. Name or no name, she wanted him..

- Words - 821

- Tags - Saber

- Skills Used - ---

- Notes - Uuuhhhh... ^///^

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

The pretty woman caught onto Saber’s playful words quite quickly, as it didn’t take long for her to see his hand. Without a word, she accepted his invitation and shifted over into his lap, her warm and small body fitting easily against him. To make himself a more comfortable pillow, Saber made more space for Kitty, but then removed the excess as she pulled his arms around herself. He snugged her tight to him and his arms wrapped softly around her chest, holding her loosely against him. She was so warm, and he felt so cold once she was finally against him. With her being so close to him, he could actually feel the ice on his body melting away. His fingertips tingled and his breathing became hard. It was nice, relaxing, and washed away the Assassin’s worries. Much like when he had danced with her during the Ball, Saber’s mind relaxed and he was able to think clearly. It was much like in combat, but without the actual combat. It made the man smile happily and he pulled the little woman even closer to him. Her own little playful word made him smile even more. How cute…

Once he was comfortable with her, Saber leaned his head back against the rock behind him and closed his eyes. His hand, which was still locked with Kitty’s, squeezed softly as he started to caress it again. The other hand gently rubbed Kitty’s upper belly, just beneath her bikini top. He kept his distance from the upper torso of the woman; he was quite uncomfortable with reaching too far at the moment and he doubted Kitty would have liked him ruining such a moment. The man still had a small phobia of women, even when he was with Kitty. He had issues talking sometimes, couldn’t convey his words correctly, and even though he had strong feelings for her; he didn’t want to do something to upset the Cleric. She was strong, and he could see that from her level, but to him she was as fragile as glass. One wrong move and he felt like he would ruin everything… So he restrained himself. Saber kept his mind focused and remained gentle with the woman in his arms. A curious touch was not worth losing the only flame in his life.

Of course, the words of the woman made Saber rumble. She was right, again, and the little statement followed by her giggles made the man’s cheeks turn a little red. Saber looked down at Kitty for a moment, looking into her bright blue eyes but he found himself unable to stare at her for too long. His heart thudded in his chest, as if it would burst forth from the cage holding it back. To save himself from certain death, Saber shifted his gaze up and leaned his head back again.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for a long time, Kitty… but I’m not as brave of a man as many people say I am…” Saber’s grip tightened slightly on the blonde woman’s hand and he embraced her a little more. His voice quieted down after he spoke and he caught sight of a pair of birds in the air above them. They drifted together in the breeze, their wings fully extended for a few moments before they dove out of sight. Saber let out a light sigh and looked down towards Kitty; she had summoned his attention.

“What?” He responded to her, coaxing her for a response. Though, he didn’t expect her next question. His… name? Saber’s face twisted and a frown crossed it immediately. His name… No one had ever asked for his name before and he hadn’t ever used it. The mask and alias he wore was the only thing people cared for, and hardly anyone even asked for that. At the question, Saber almost couldn’t answer. It had been so long… so… very long since he had even said his own name or even thought about it… But when Kitty told him her name, Amaretsu, the man felt obligated to respond..

“It’s uh…” He paused for a moment, his mind still pulling it out of the darkness, out from the dust. He couldn’t remember it at first. He was Saber, that was who he was. That was who he had become… but deep down…

“It’s Jake. Jake Furrow.” He almost choked as he said his name, his throat globbing up and forcing him to swallow. After he answered, he saw the woman look at him. She had such a frustrated look in her eye and Saber paused. His lips drew into a line as he looked at the blonde and he eyed her suspiciously. Her lips were parted and hot pants were pouring out of them, her cheeks were flushed, and her body was hot. The Assassin’s stomach tensed and his belly rubbing stopped. She inched up towards him, rubbing at his chest with her fingertips, and Saber found himself stuck. Before he could even think of escaping, her hand slid around to his neck and then onto the back of his head. She grabbed it, Saber’s entire body tightened up. Then, she felt the moist lips of the woman press against his. Saber rumbled and slid both hands onto Kitty’s back and pulled her into him.

“Oh shit…” The Assassin found himself looking into the needy face of the foxtail and his body began to heat up, her warmth pouring into him and caused him to start to breathe heavily. As he pulled the beautiful body of the Cleric close to him, his eyes shifted around them quickly; they were surrounded by oversized boulders. Good. Great; because he doubted the foxtail was done with him.

: Post Title :
-A Hot Steamy Date-

: Word Count :
958

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
Stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M

[kittygrey]

For Name's Sake

At the sound of his words and the thumping of his heart in her ears she couldn't help but smile, her face taking on it's regular pink blush. This man knew really knew how to make her own heart flutter, even if he didn't know that he did it. She didn't think him any less of a man for not being able to kiss her and she doubted that he wasn't as brave as she knew he was. This situation, it was a different one than any of the battles he could face. No, now he was dealing with the sweet fox tailed cleric, the one who always put others before herself, but not this time. She had wanted so badly to be near him that she had taken matters into her own hands. She knew she was greedy when it came to him. She wanted him all to herself, even though she knew that couldn't be. He was a guild leader, her guild leader, so she had to respect that he had to teach and guide her other guild mates, but for the moment, he was hers and no one else could intervene. She didn't care that it had taken him a while to warm up to her, she was just happy that he had. She really didn't think she would want another man, not as badly as she wanted her lone assassin, or rather, her 'not so alone anymore' assassin. She couldn't help but smirk at the thought and was a little happy that he wasn't looking at her as her face might have made him ask questions.

At hearing his name, she smiled and nuzzled her face against his chest. 'Jake. Jake Furrow.' Her smile grew wider but was interrupted with her feelings, the heat, the passion she suddenly felt and as she kissed him, she felt him bring her body closer to his. Her mind swirled as if she was in another world, well, technically she was, but this was a world far from Elder Tale, far from Earth, far from any of the places society would govern. It was just him, just them and she couldn't have been happier. She hadn't even realized that she had been ready for this, their bodies pressed so closely together, but she didn't feel afraid, she didn't have a doubt in her mind. No, she wanted him to have her, to take her mind, body and soul. She would give herself as an offering to him. She felt more ready than she had ever felt about anything before, so as he pulled her closer to him, she shifted slightly, bringing her legs to either side of him, her breath heavy as she straddled him and held him and he held her. The heat that their bodies were creating was so intense, she could barely keep a hold of herself. She felt her kiss deepen and unexpectedly, she let her tongue slip out of her mouth, wanting to feel his pressing against it. She didn't know she could be so, well, naughty she supposed the word was. She hadn't done anything like this before, hadn't, well, 'made love' to anyone, but she wanted to feel him, wanted to be as close to him as she could, while she still could. He was a busy man after all.

Ame felt her upper body press into his. Even if she wanted to hold back, wanted to stop whatever was going to happen, she couldn't, not that she wanted to. Her head was in too deep for her to stop. She felt her hips slide closer to his, pressing them against his as another moan escaped her. She could still feel the flush on her face, the heavy breathing and her heart beating at a rapid pace. She was slowly losing herself, slowly losing her firm grip on reality as their mouths enthralled in each other and the bodies were so close. She had never been so close to anyone and at one point in her life she had sworn that she never would be, but she trusted Saber. No. Jake. Trusted him with her life, with her body, with her everything. She pulled her lips away from his. She didn't know how long they had been like that, but she forced herself away. She looked down at him, her body tingling everywhere, even in places she didn't know could tingle. Her face was a bright shade of pink, her wet lips were parted and her breathing was out of control. She felt her chest rising and falling hard. She gripped onto the hair a little more in one hand and onto his shoulder in her other. She couldn't take her eyes away. All she could do was stare into the gaze of the man she loved. The only thing that she could think of came out of her mouth in a small whisper, more like a small moan than anything. "Jake.."

- Words - 829

- Tags - Saber

- Skills Used - ---

- Notes - Uhm.. do what you will with that XD

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M
Modified by KittyGrey

[Saber]

Do you believe in ghosts?

“And this is why I get uncomfortable…” Saber remained silent after he had given his name to the blonde, and didn’t dare take his lips away from hers. His name was already more information than he was comfortable with giving, but she was wedging her way into his body slowly and challenging her now would probably get him killed. She was like one of those cancer viruses; she had first come to him in the middle of the forest and had fought with him. Now, she shifted in his lap and pressed herself against him and fighting her off now would cause him to shave off parts of his own soul. Her legs split over his waist and the large womanly features, which were extremely exposed because of the swimsuit Kitty wore, pushed against his chest. Saber rumbled softly in his throat at the sight and he could feel the heat and softness of the two mounds even from her just squeezing them against him. It made his stomach fill with heat, and slowly the Assassin found himself losing his mind. Saber could fight a Raid boss without a problem, but Kitty was a whole different story.

The Cleric was a monster in her own right, and her body squeezing against his made the Assassin feel weak. His hands trembled against her bare lower back, his fingertips pulling her against him as he tried to hold her tighter, and he remained still. He let the woman rub herself against him and he didn’t resist, as if she had cast some sort of spell on him. Then, to make things worse, she pushed her tongue against his lips and into his mouth. Saber let out a soft rumble. Without much experience in his situation, Saber simply played follow the leader; he split his own lips and pressed his tongue back against hers. In all of his life, Saber had never been so close to a woman. It was why he feared them. He didn’t want to be incompetent or end up being seen as a pitiful man, but as his hands inches down and onto Kitty’s bottom, he gave up on his thoughts of quitting. Backing out now would hurt Kitty too much, and the beating of his heart only told him that he shouldn’t do that. He hadn’t said it yet, but he loved the woman who was sitting in his lap.

He closed his eyes and gripped onto the blonde’s bottom tighter, pushing himself against her as he made up his mind. Kitty was his, and he was going to take what was his. Saber had never been in love before and had never spent a night with a woman, but he wasn’t exactly an idiot to such adulteries. He had his fantasies and well, a lot of fuel to feed it. As the blonde held herself against him, Saber let his body rely on instincts and the knowledge he had gained before the video game. It was quite the sad thing to have on reserve, but the late nights in front of the computer alone in his room would hopefully pay off now. Kitty’s volumtuous body, tender skin, sexy looks, and her boldness to light the fire in his chest made Saber crave her. Her sweet taste on his tongue made the man’s chest pulse, his muscles burned as he slowly gave in to temptation, and he felt himself start to push back harder. Her chest was so soft, so irresitable and the beautiful bottom of the short woman barely fit in his hands as he squeezed down on it.

But just as he was starting to get brave, his blonde love pulled away from his lips. Saber let out a hot, heavy sigh and looked down at the woman. Her fingers dug into the back of his head, pulling harder on his hair, and pressed into his shoulder. The greedy looking eyes she looked at him with made Saber’s core heat up. Her face was pink and her parted lips glistened with the mix of their saliva; his probably did the same, but what he craved was the goldmine behind them. He wanted to press his lips back against hers and never pull them apart, but the look in her eyes… She wanted more than a kiss. At that realization, Saber gripped onto Kitty tighter and a soft smirk crossed his face. Saber reached one hand up to Ame’s back and tugged on where her top was tied down. She called his name, and the man did nothing but lean up and peck her soft lips. The knot holding the swimsuit top came undone with another tug, but Saber pressed his chest against Ame’s to keep it from falling down. He pecked her lips again and then kissed over to her fox ear, blowing into it softly before whispering…

“Ame…”

AND THEN THERE WAS BLACKNESS BECAUSE I’M GONNA STOP YOU RIGHT THERE.

So liek, I hope you all know how the birds and the bees story goes because man, this one gets really hot and heated. I mean, if the beach sand wasn’t hot enough DAYUM things got steamy between those massive boulders. I bet the fish in that pond enjoyed the show. I can’t say much about what happened but DAAAAAYUM. I just hope that there isn’t some sort of pregnancy cycle or anything in-game because if there is; Saber is probably screwed. I mean… Then he’s got to pay child support, deal with a kid, deal with Kitty every day and night… And also explain to the entire London server how he got the well-known Cleric knocked up. That just down right suck, wouldn’t it? And it would probably be one of the worst things to ever happen to his reputation. Being seen at the ball with Kitty was one thing to hurt the image he had built of himself as the “loner” or “soloist”, but to have her end up having his child? Well, that would pretty much put the nail in the coffin. I can almost bet someone, somewhere, would call rape. Srsly. I can bet some poor soul would say Saber forced it on Kitty, but that’s just me.

ANYWAYS… GONNA… CASUALLY… PULL THE CURTAIN FOR NOW.

: Post Title :
-Tying the Knot-

: Word Count :
1045

: Skills Used :
N/A

: Tagged :
Saber, kittygrey

: Notes :
Curtain Pulled.

Coded By Saber of L33T T3@M