So Far From Home [Eleri]

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

Her body ached from the thought of her attack. She felt ashamed almost that she hadn't been able to protect herself from the Dark Fey, her fight ending by being overpowered, and then so close to her own death being saved at the last minute. She spent several days just resting, healing, cursing that she had not been strong enough as the request for her return home had come to her...just like a child incapale of taking care of herself.

Eleri's gaze softened as the touch continued, it coaxed and drew her in closer as she flushed at the other's comments. "Please don't...I..." She fell silent, eyes fluttering close for a brief moment. She wanted to stay within that warm touch, it felt so good as her hand rose up to touch the one at her face as she tried to remember.

"The shadows they moved with him...they cut, even from his own body he could draw blades." She muttered, "He had silver hair, and eyes that were red as blood...and--" She stopped as her eyes open, the warm, ocean-colored depths darkening as they grew wide.

She pulled back, stopping as the hand that held her's was still intertwined, "You're a Dark Fey, aren't you?" Eleri reached down, her free hand going to wrap around her cantine, feeling the pulse of water as her body tensed up.

[Kesshou N'harun]

Such a sweet thing, and yet as she began to describe her attacker it became apparent to her who precisely it had been. Yes, she did know him, or perhaps the better term was know of him, and just being aware of his reputation alone would be reason for surprise at hearing of someone surviving an attack by him. No, she certainly wouldn't have killed that Fey, and it perplexed her. How was this girl standing here at all?

But her wandering thoughts had lessened the pull of her power, and it seemed that Eleri had found her out (at least a little), though truly the only thing the girl had to fear from her was something entirely too naughty, the curve of her lips shifting only slightly.

"In a manner of speaking," because it was true that she was born of the Dark Court, true that she now identified with them, but also true that she had spent several centuries alone, and yet through that touch they still shared she gave a sudden, strong push, to make the Divine weak in the knees as she stepped close again, twisting a sort of thing that felt like head over heels because she wanted this one for her very own. "But there's no need to worry about me, dear, because I'm nothing at all like him."

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

Eleri began to push away, the water in the wineskin stirred wildly as she began to weave her magic. She had to get away...fear and fight blazed in her expression as she began to slip out of the woman's grasp. The Divine knew that she probably was no match in her condition, but she couldn't just not fight and let herself become a victim to a trap like this. "Let me go!" She shouted as the water burst forth, wrapping around her arm like a weapon, ready to use as she raised it up to strike.

However, as soon as the fight began it stopped. Breath caught in her throat as Kesshou moved in, her free hand coming up now as the water fell away onto the dry earth, pressing to the woman's shoulder. She moved forward, as if pulled as she stumbled and fell against Kesshou. Eleri met the Dark Fey's gaze, fingers tightening their hold on the other, heart racing though she wasn't sure if it was from panic or excitement. Gathering herself she moved in until their bodies nearly touched.

"Are you going kill me? Or are you really different from that one?" She whispered, licking her lips, breath quick, "Why do you want me to stay?"

[Kesshou N'harun]

Ah, en elemental, then? Kesshou tucked that safely away and caught the girl as she stumbled, arm curling around her to pull her the rest of the way in. She smiled still, though still one that meant no harm (because where was the harm in a little fun?), let her fingers thread into soft hair and breathed the smell of the sea off of the poor thing.

"There's no reason to kill a pretty thing like you, my dear Eleri," she responded, honestly, because there simply wasn't, even though the last Dark Fey she seemed to have met had the reputation of not needing a reason to kill anyone at all. "We aren't all bloodhungry demons."

She watched the girl's tongue move across those pretty pink lips and felt excitement with the way the other Fey's breath was quick. It was such a beautiful thing...

"What reason could I possibly have to want you to go?"

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

The body was warm...that was all Eleri's thoughts went to as she was pulled in. The arm holding her felt strong, but it didn't hurt. Still she squirmed, feeling uncomfortable with just how nice it felt to be so close to someone...to be so close to a Dark Fey like this. Coral-colored curls slipped around pale fingers, Eleri's gaze watching the hand before she let her head fall against her shoulder. Her own hands slipped around those shoulders, tentative in their grasp, but each moment becoming more sure that they wanted to touch, wanted to hold the other Fey.

"Your kind is still considered dangerous..." She whispered against the material of Kesshou's clothing before pulling back just a little. Even before any magic she'd found the other woman quite beautiful, the crimson eyes seemingly gentlier than those of the other Fey, the smile so inviting on those soft lips. Those lips...Eleri leaned up a little, curious as to what they tasted like, wondering just how bad it would be if Divine like herself kissed this alluring Fey from the Dark Kingdom.

Pink lips tinted with just a hint of watery blue lingered so close. She knew she had to resist, but she couldn't bring herself to move away. "I--I do not know." The tender alto barely rose above a whisper in her answer as she began to fidget and squirm again, "And I don't know what you want with me, or what you will do. I know I should run, and I know that this isn't right, but I know don't want to...that is all I know." The young Fey stepped up the last, short distance, lips brushing gently over Kesshou's in the lightest of kisses.

[Kesshou N'harun]

Dangerous, yes, as especially now if she so willed it would be so easy (and to many a Fey she had called this far simply to stab in the back, to slit a throat), but this sweet thing was nothing that demanded such a drastic measure. And it was true, most Dark Fey would have chosen to kill or to simply leave the Water Fey alone, but Kesshou was certainly not ordinary.

Her fingers shifted in the girl's hair, so soft, cradling the back of her head in what one might have seen as an almost loving manner, soothing as Eleri squirmed and voiced her indecision.

And at the light brush of lips she let out a hum, and she knew what the girl wanted to act on, because she had put it there, the hand not in Eleri's hair moving to her cheek, a deceptively gentle caress for a Fey with such a dark nature, such a twisted sense of compassion (none of which the girl had seen, or would likely see at all, for in being a temptress she was also a grand illusionist). Oh, when she wanted something... one was hard pressed not to give it to her.

"Do not worry, my dear," she said softly, her voice a lower, darker pitch than that of the Water Fey, "about what is right or wrong. Simply do what you desire."

And as if to follow her own advice, she mimicked the girl's actions, though the press of her lips was much more sure (she'd done this many times), coaxing a feeling, a fire, and she wondered how far she would go with this one so seemingly helpless in her arms.

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

Eleri gave small sigh as she brushed the kiss to the other's lips, it quenched her own curiosity, her own desire for a brief moment. Her heart jumped a little feeling the hand in her hair, the other along her cheek. So warm, she just wanted to get lost in it and forget about the world. Her body moved against Kesshou's, bolder as her fingers held onto her. She couldn't let go of this warmth, as if it was the only thing keeping her alive.

"Magic..." She mumured, "This magic...it's not right." The Water Fey's gaze seemed to clear for a moment. Had she'd been more prepared she would have known to run, known not to meet those eyes that seemed to pierce through her making her burn and shiver all at once. She wondered if the magic was even needed as the glance made her heart flutter a little. Cheeks flushed as she gave a small whimper, pressing again to the others body.

"You say that like it is so easy. I am still a Divine..." She did not get to finish the argument that lingered on her tongue as Kesshou kissed her. Lashes fluttered shut as Eleri's arms tightened their hold, returning the kiss feverishly, a soft moan slipping from her throat, slender fingers tangling in soft blond hair as it felt like her whole body was filling with a liquid fire.

[Kesshou N'harun]

Overwhelmed, perhaps, and Kesshou hoped that the poor dear wouldn't faint, because that would just ruin it (or would it?).

Divine or no, Eleri was within her web, a trapped thing, and she reveled in the feel of the Water Fey giving in, reveled in the sound she made. She might have to keep this one for good, but oh, how hard that would be once the spell was lifted, though the girl seemed so easily confused, and perhaps she could use that to her advantage.

She let her hand slip from the other Fey's face, down the side of her neck and around to her back, the trek a slow and sensuous one (a hint of what could come of it) as her tongue swept across the seam of the girl's pretty little pink lips and commanded rather than asked for entrance. While the poor Fey in her grasp was so needy, so desperate, she remained for the most part calm, though it would be far too much trouble not to enjoy herself. It was a strange sort of connection, and nothing like love, whatever that was.

It was with pure possession that she lay claim to this sweet thing, after all, because she was a greedy thing, and wanted all the pretty little dears to herself.

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

It was moving so quickly, Eleri could barely keep her wits about her. It seemed like every time a clear thought began to form it was shattered, again and again, her mind filled with broken thoughts, of words she wanted to say. If any other Water Fey had seen their Divine in such a position Eleri would surely be kept beneath the waters under lock and key for the rest of her life. Even as that threat of imprisonment loomed all the young Fey could think of was the hand tracing down her back making small fire burn down her spine.

Arching into the touch, lips fought the silent demand to allow entrance to the other, parting only slightly from the soft touch of the tongue. Never had she felt such a burning desire such as this. Eleri was very much an innocent in this way, this kiss the most passionate of the few she'd ever been given, and she just wanted to lose herself in the sensation.

Blood rushed in her ears, pulsing quickly as her heartbeats grew rapid. How eager her body was give itself over, but there had been another pull. Her own magic, pushing, struggling for dominance against the overwhelming need as another moan rose up, her body growing extremely hot now even in the chilled breeze. It was almost too much...frightening in its own intensity, in this there was the briefest moment's of clarity once more, the girl pulling back in the kiss before her teeth came down upon her own lip.

The taste of blood filled her mouth and the rush of pain woke her up. As suddenly as the heated exchange had begun Eleri's hand pushed the other away, fingertips coming up to brush her own lips. She could taste the other still there, linger among the drop of blood that stained them the dark crimson. "I cannot let you do this." She replied, her voice wavering as she tried to catch her racing breath. Her eyes lowered to the ground as she began to back away, steps carrying slowly as she felt along the rocks and trees. Cheeks were flushed, her body felt weak, and whether or not the power of the other was still pulling on her she didn’t know, but she could still feel the churning desire warming her center even as she moved further away.

[Kesshou N'harun]

Such a small, but sweet surrender, and for the time being Kesshou was appeased by it, perhaps lowered her guard and in that moment...

In that moment she lost her little plaything, perhaps a stronger will than she had anticipated, and though all contact was gone, the feeling she knew would linger, be it a matter of minutes or longer before it was completely gone... she wasn't sure, and so she spoke, because it was like hanging on to the fraying threads that connected them.

"Oh, my dearthing," she purred out, even as the girl moved further away, eyes downcast to avoid her gaze, and she felt a little disappointed (mostly in herself). "Do you have to go?"

Despite elongating the effect with her voice, however, she made no attempt to move towards the girl again. Instead, she would place something there within the Divine's mind, an invitation.

"If you are to go, love," because the smooth tones of her voice would be like a lingering spell, "then be sure to write, sweet Eleri, for I will miss you so..."

And it was partially true.

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

Eleri stumbled, legs weak...the rush of passion still taking her strength to fight down the urge to look up, to go back to that embrace. Why did it still linger so strongly? Her hands clutched at her clothing, holding herself tightly as if trying to get her body to calm from the choas it'd just been put through. All the while she continued to move back.

The petname called out for her nearly made her lift her head before she caught herself once more. "It's getting dark...and the darkness, can be dangerous." The words took on a double meaning as her finally hit the path once more. Pulling up her hood against the wind Eleri risked a glance out from beneath it at Kesshou. A small innocent smile tugging at her lips at the sudden confession from her. Perhaps it was a risk to say or do more, Eleri let her gaze linger a bit longer.

"If you can find me...I will." She whispered, letting her words be caught on the wind and taken to the other before the Water Fey turned to the road and started further down it towards the village.

[Kesshou N'harun]

And oh, to let her go, but it was not without her seeds being sown, and Kesshou had confidence that she would see the girl again. Dear, sweet thing, she wondered if the next time would be as fun.

Crimson eyes watched her retreat, and she did smile at the Divine's words. It wasn't hard to find a courtly thing, the matter was simply the court in which this particular thing lived, for Water and Dark were on no kind of good terms.

But there was always the option of going on another journey, of simply assuming neutrality, because nobody was really keeping tabs on her, and she could do as she pleased, really. First, however, it was time to head home...

She had a Warrior to question.