Ascending Legends

[Dragongal]

"No, I have to relay it to them." Arryn sighed, looking at the sun as it set behind the mountains, though the sky was still blue. Darkness slowly encroached over the forests near the Western mountains. "I always thought this was the prettiest time of day...." You should see it from above. It's really quite beautiful. Maybe we could work that out some time, though? Leofald, she's too young for riding! Pardon me for speaking.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn glanced out over the vast space beyond, overlooking the forests and hills under the fading blue sky cast with fire. <Mhm. Beautiful, and romantic.> Dayn leaned his head against Arryn lovingly. <The perfect setting to be here with you love.>

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn couldn't help but grin at him, snuggling against him. "Absolutely. However, with that skinchanger loose... we should get home before it gets too dark, no?" She was enjoying herself, and easily could have spent the night with the griffins, curled up against Dayn, but she didn't want any more problems, like what the skinchanger would cause.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn waited there for several minutes quietly before sighing. <I do suppose it would be wise. But I might happen to have a surprise for when we get home.> Back when they had split up to buy food and everything for the house Dayn had managed to find a special treat, and he planned on indulging her when they got home.

 

[Dragongal]

"Oh, really? How lovely. Nerulia, could you, um...?" Of course. Nerulia let out a harsh cawwing sound, and both Basil and Bahn reluctantly got off of Dayn. Arryn stood up, thanking Nerulia for her hospitality, before turning back to Dayn and petting his head. "Let's go home."

 

[BookWyrm]

The trip home was, thankfully, less eventful than the trip up. Dayn and Arryn had learned by now how to avoid being scene when they were out, and as before they managed to get inside without being spotted. Dayn had shifted and changed into some comfortably loose pants before tending to the fire in the main room, walking over to Arryn once it was over. He gently laid a hand on her waist, the other reaching up behind her head as he pulled her into a romantic kiss, a lover's kiss. "Now, no peaking. Get cozy and comfortable, I'll be back shortly."





Dayn walked into the kitchen and searched for the item in question. He found it hidden away and untouched, right where he left it; A bottle of specially brewed spiced mead designed to be drank warm. Dayn smiled, hoping Arryn would enjoy the treat. After opening the bottle and warming up a couple of mugs full Dayn returned to sit down beside his love, passing her a mug with a kiss to the cheek. "I know how much you enjoy mead. I found this while we were shopping the other day. I wanted to save it for a nice evening."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn smiled before tasting it, her smile only growing as she lowered the mug. "It's wonderful, mo chroi. Thank you." Arryn found it extremely thoughtful of him to buy her such a gift. It was simple, yes, but something he knew she loved. She put her hand on his cheek and pulled him into a slow kiss, before pulling back and smiling to him. "I hope you don't expect me to drink it all. You know I don't like to get drunk anymore."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn smiled, enjoying her attention as they kissed. Seeing her happy made him happy, and it was pleasing to be able to have moved on from such a rough start earlier. "I know you don't. I didn't plan on us getting drunk. I planned on us having a nice evening cuddled up by the fire, sipping some warm mead, and getting drunk off the other's company."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn nodded. "I like that idea quite a bit. We'll tell Mom tomorrow." On impulse, she grabbed a number of blankets and pillows from the spare bed (there were two bedrooms in the old house) and laid them out by the fire before gently pulling Dayn over and making him sit down. She cuddled up against him, very content at the moment. Her chest hurt, likely from the fact that her injury wasn't fully healed, but she put that out of her mind, focusing on Dayn. She was very glad to see him in such a good mood now, after everything earlier.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn relaxed against the pillows and blankets and let Arryn cuddle up to him as he sipped on his mead. "I guess now that we know your true heritage that makes me the lucky one. As far as I know it I'm just a wolfish lesser noble, you are a descendant of one of the original lineages. That is something to be proud of."

 

[Dragongal]

"Dayn, I'm probably just a very, very minor noble in all reality. Besides, I doubt anyone will recognize a lineage I didn't even know about." Arryn sighed, thinking about it. "Plus side, though, Leofald - the big male griffin - insinuated I could go flying some time. Of course, I'll make sure you can try it too. Though Nerulia cuffed him and said I was too young."

 

[BookWyrm]

"Don't be such a downer on yourself love. Its incredible, or at least I think it is." Dayn gently kissed Arryn's forehead. He chuckled some, remembering seeing Nuerlia cuff Leofald with her wing. "I can't seem to think you would be too young, but then again I have to ask what the ideal age for flying is." As Dayn pondered over these things, sipping his mead occasionally, a thought crossed over his mind that bothered him slightly. "I wonder if this means you will have a longer life than I will? I don't recall lycanthropy adding any years to my life, of course there isn't too much information on it, not that there is for your family either."

 

[Dragongal]

That thought sent a chill through Arryn. "I hope not. Unless lycanthropy gives you a long life too. Da said mom knew about this stuff, maybe she could tell us...."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn hugged Arryn tightly against him. "Lets not worry about it any more for the evening. I'd prefer to enjoy your company without having to worry about future." Dayn eased down slightly so he could be even with her before leaning in and kissing her neck. "Now, how about I help you ease some of that tension off and help you unwind a bit. Would you like that?" Dayn gently played with her hair as he whispered in her ear. "No strings attached. I just want you to relax and enjoy the evening."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn leaned more heavily against Dayn, shivering as he kissed her neck. "I trust you to never attach strings to things, love. But that does sound nice." She turned just enough to slowly kiss him.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn laid back, letting Arryn get comfortable before he set himself to work. For several long minutes Dayn mixed light massage with gently tracing his fingers over her arms, face, neck, and back. He had planned on spending the evening just loving her and letting her relax and unwind, hoping to get her mind off of everything that had happened over the past few weeks and that morning. Every now and then he would lean in and kiss her on her lips, cheek, neck, jaw, or ear, or all of them in sequence. As he worked he hummed or sang quietly, sometimes reciting short poems or recalling ballads of love and adventure. Finally in the end he had laid back near the fire, letting her nuzzle against him as he pulled one of the blankets partially over them. Though he had hoped to arouse her senses, he kept his promise about having no strings attached to his actions that evening. As they lay together by the fire Dayn found himself quite content just to be with her.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn smiled, loving every second of his attention. "I don't think I tell you enough, you should sing more often." She put her arms around his neck as she snuggled against him, perfectly content at the moment. She kissed him slowly, then just laid against his chest.

 

[BookWyrm]

"I might take that to heart one day." Dayn sighed, a smile on his face and his love's arms around his neck as they lay snuggled up in front of the fire. "But then again if I sang for you every night I'd run out of songs, and then what would I do?"

 

[Dragongal]

"Repeat some. As long as you're singing, I'm sure I'll like it," Arryn laughed. He really did have a good voice, and he seemed to like singing, which made her enjoy it even more.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn laughed. It had a good joyful sound to it, something from the heart. He had managed to unwind himself over the course of the evening, and he felt more comfortable now than he had earlier. "I'll spare you the far from chaste songs a man sings in war times about the camp girls and tavern wenches found along the path. I don't think those are appropriate for any form of sober company."

 

[Dragongal]

"Mhm, I agree with that. Though I swear, it's like everything you say it lovely and poetic." Arryn smiled widely, glad to hear him laughing. He'd really had her worried earlier, that perhaps he was still upset but just hiding it.

 

[BookWyrm]

"Peel back the armor and skin and you'll find the heart of a romantic creative, dying for an ear to nourish with rhymes and lyrics that can soothe the soul or inflame the heart with passion." Dayn fingers followed Arryn's spine to her head as he pulled her lips to meet his own. "Yes these longings and yearnings from my heart are kept hidden for my beloved, for they are for her and her alone, so that she may drink deep of them and quench her longing."

 

[Dragongal]

"Mmm, see what I mean about being so poetic?" She smiled as she shivered while he ran his fingers up her spine, enjoying the kiss which she gladly returned. "I like it."

 

[BookWyrm]

"Only for you love." Dayn kissed her again before laying back. "We could spend the rest of the night here, if you want. I could set the fire so that it smolders all night and we could stay here together, or we could go back to our bed. Your choice love."

 

[Dragongal]

"What did I say about putting me in charge?" Arryn sighed like she was annoyed, but her smile said otherwise. After a few seconds of thought, she said, "I think we should move to the bed. We'll leave the blankets for another night."