The Assault - Taking of the Mounds
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Adult ++
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5
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Some things should not happen
Taranis was at his finest, a splendid figure wrapped in gold and emeralds. He raised his hands and the great hall of the Seelie sidhe lit up to hundreds of oohs and aahs. The beauty of the Hall of Light was remaniscent of what they had left behind at Teamhair. But now they had it back, and they were safe. No fear of Contenintal wars anymore.Aisling stayed a few steps behind his king as was required of the Captain of the Fianna. In the old days that had not been the case but times had changed. Dressed in a deep blue tunic with gold trim, he could not help but catch the eyes of the sidhe women. He was beautiful in a way that haunted the mind and damned the soul once tasted. He understood his magic and did not use it unwisely, but some things were unavoidable. Still his eyes belonged to only one, Edain the goddess of horses and one of the most beautiful sidhe alive. And that was saying a lot for the golden women of the sidhe were creatures of light and great beauty. Maeve, the flirt, once the spring goddess Conchenn was ever flirting with the fianna captain as was Princess Besaba who saw his rejections as personal insults.When permitted, he embraced his lover in a dance, her slender body leaning perfectly against his strong one. And she, so soft beneath his strong hands, quivered at his touch. Only the most envious or wicked could look upon them and think ill, but there were eyes who watched them with envy and lust. Taranis could not help but imagine her honey sweet lips upon his when she kissed her lover, and Besaba's blood grew hot at the thought of him driving himself in abandonment between her thighs. She ached to feel him, to touch him, to taste him, to be his lover for one night. After the festivities wound down and everyone started retiring, Aisling waited until the very end as was his duty. Edain was waiting for him in the great hall with Princess Besaba sitting with her. she and Aisling would escort the princess back to her rooms before retiring to their own. (to be continued..natch...its late)