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There was a moment where Daniil was almost afraid Thea would deny her, and keep their game going in this phase of teasing and delaying actions. She almost feared that she would be doomed to live without Thea's touch upon her, and would always be left wondering and robbed of such a sweet thing. But it seemed that Thea would take mercy on her, this time. Thea's touch and ministrations to her most sensitive of nubs was magical. When she manipulated it herself, it did not feel this good. To have the touch of another in a place so sensitive, especially one with so much experience and clear skill, was something she had always secretly wanted, but had never imagined she could actually receive.
The teeth that bit into her skin with some force was definitely going to leave marks and bruises on her neck. Very visible bruises. Later, there could be no doubt that she would find the idea of covering up such marks quite distressing. But right now? Right now it only made her more excited to be marked in such an ritual of ownership like this. Her teeth bit hard on her lip to attempt and contain her noises of pleasure, for as bare and exposed as they already were, the idea of the fields around them being filled with her cries of ecstasy was so utterly humiliating that she could not and would not handle it.
But of course, that was a lofty promise to make, considering the circumstances. Thea was playing her body as she would an instrument, and Daniil could feel her end approaching in tune with the rhythm of her fingers. Her frequent self-explorations had taught her the limits of her own body, and the volume of her muffled cries increased until finally-
Nothing. It stopped. Thea's ministrations stopped, and she was left utterly wanting. A light sheen of sweat coated her, and she swallowed dryly, trying to summon the breath to speak.
"Thea, why-"
But there wasn't time for that. Not now. Thea had let her go, and she found herself lying in the grass, staring at this woman as she took up a new position. The awe present in Daniil's face made it clear that in her mind, she may as well have been gazing upon the face of Aphrodite herself in that moment. As their eyes locked, Daniil whimpered, and there was no resistance as Thea put a finger inside of her. The pistoning pace and curling of Thea's finger left her too breathless to even consider muffling herself anymore, and her cries came out unabated, her hands holding onto the grass at her side, her head unable to move, staring into Thea's eyes, entranced completely. Thea dug her teeth into Daniil's thighs, much harder than her neck, and the woman knew that she would have deep bruises there, and did not care. Not when once more, her end was so close, so close, so close-
And she was denied again, groaning in protest, but seeing the satisfaction this gave her. . . lover. She supposed that was the right word, now. Lover. Thea, at least for the hour, was her lover. Her lips parted as Thea's pace quickened once more, and she tried to speak again.
"Thea, please, I can't take another. . . please, I need it!"
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There was a moment where Daniil was almost afraid Thea would deny her, and keep their game going in this phase of teasing and delaying actions. She almost feared that she would be doomed to live without Thea's touch upon her, and would always be left wondering and robbed of such a sweet thing. But it seemed that Thea would take mercy on her, this time. Thea's touch and ministrations to her most sensitive of nubs was magical. When she manipulated it herself, it did not feel this good. To have the touch of another in a place so sensitive, especially one with so much experience and clear skill, was something she had always secretly wanted, but had never imagined she could actually receive.
The teeth that bit into her skin with some force was definitely going to leave marks and bruises on her neck. Very visible bruises. Later, there could be no doubt that she would find the idea of covering up such marks quite distressing. But right now? Right now it only made her more excited to be marked in such an ritual of ownership like this. Her teeth bit hard on her lip to attempt and contain her noises of pleasure, for as bare and exposed as they already were, the idea of the fields around them being filled with her cries of ecstasy was so utterly humiliating that she could not and would not handle it.
But of course, that was a lofty promise to make, considering the circumstances. Thea was playing her body as she would an instrument, and Daniil could feel her end approaching in tune with the rhythm of her fingers. Her frequent self-explorations had taught her the limits of her own body, and the volume of her muffled cries increased until finally-
Nothing. It stopped. Thea's ministrations stopped, and she was left utterly wanting. A light sheen of sweat coated her, and she swallowed dryly, trying to summon the breath to speak.
"Thea, why-"
But there wasn't time for that. Not now. Thea had let her go, and she found herself lying in the grass, staring at this woman as she took up a new position. The awe present in Daniil's face made it clear that in her mind, she may as well have been gazing upon the face of Aphrodite herself in that moment. As their eyes locked, Daniil whimpered, and there was no resistance as Thea put a finger inside of her. The pistoning pace and curling of Thea's finger left her too breathless to even consider muffling herself anymore, and her cries came out unabated, her hands holding onto the grass at her side, her head unable to move, staring into Thea's eyes, entranced completely. Thea dug her teeth into Daniil's thighs, much harder than her neck, and the woman knew that she would have deep bruises there, and did not care. Not when once more, her end was so close, so close, so close-
And she was denied again, groaning in protest, but seeing the satisfaction this gave her. . . lover. She supposed that was the right word, now. Lover. Thea, at least for the hour, was her lover. Her lips parted as Thea's pace quickened once more, and she tried to speak again.
"Thea, please, I can't take another. . . please, I need it!"
There was a moment where Daniil was almost afraid Thea would deny her, and keep their game going in this phase of teasing and delaying actions. She almost feared that she would be doomed to live without Thea's touch upon her, and would always be left wondering and robbed of such a sweet thing. But it seemed that Thea would take mercy on her, this time. Thea's touch and ministrations to her most sensitive of nubs was magical. When she manipulated it herself, it did not feel this good. To have the touch of another in a place so sensitive, especially one with so much experience and clear skill, was something she had always secretly wanted, but had never imagined she could actually receive.
The teeth that bit into her skin with some force was definitely going to leave marks and bruises on her neck. Very visible bruises. Later, there could be no doubt that she would find the idea of covering up such marks quite distressing. But right now? Right now it only made her more excited to be marked in such an ritual of ownership like this. Her teeth bit hard on her lip to attempt and contain her noises of pleasure, for as bare and exposed as they already were, the idea of the fields around them being filled with her cries of ecstasy was so utterly humiliating that she could not and would not handle it.
But of course, that was a lofty promise to make, considering the circumstances. Thea was playing her body as she would an instrument, and Daniil could feel her end approaching in tune with the rhythm of her fingers. Her frequent self-explorations had taught her the limits of her own body, and the volume of her muffled cries increased until finally-
Nothing. It stopped. Thea's ministrations stopped, and she was left utterly wanting. A light sheen of sweat coated her, and she swallowed dryly, trying to summon the breath to speak.
"Thea, why-"
But there wasn't time for that. Not now. Thea had let her go, and she found herself lying in the grass, staring at this woman as she took up a new position. The awe present in Daniil's face made it clear that in her mind, she may as well have been gazing upon the face of Aphrodite herself in that moment. As their eyes locked, Daniil whimpered, and there was no resistance as Thea put a finger inside of her. The pistoning pace and curling of Thea's finger left her too breathless to even consider muffling herself anymore, and her cries came out unabated, her hands holding onto the grass at her side, her head unable to move, staring into Thea's eyes, entranced completely. Thea dug her teeth into Daniil's thighs, much harder than her neck, and the woman knew that she would have deep bruises there, and did not care. Not when once more, her end was so close, so close, so close-
And she was denied again, groaning in protest, but seeing the satisfaction this gave her. . . lover. She supposed that was the right word, now. Lover. Thea, at least for the hour, was her lover. Her lips parted as Thea's pace quickened once more, and she tried to speak again.
"Thea, please, I can't take another. . . please, I need it!"
Piece by piece, Daniil was throwing caution to the empty fields around them. No longer was she trying to stifle her sounds, of which there were plenty. The girl was completely and utterly at Thea’s disposal, and she had already been denied a finish twice. This time though, Daniil’s protest at being left wanting for more was vocalised with a groan, ’Thea, please, I can't take another. . . please, I need it!’
Oh, Thea bet she did. Thea gave the younger woman a devious grin, never agreeing or refusing Daniil in her expression. Instead, Thea continued to hold Daniil’s gaze as she went back to biting and suching at Daniil’s skin, her fingers curling inside Daniil as she worked, in and out.
Still flicking and circling Daniil’s sensitive button with her thumb, Thea quickened the pace, reacting to the girl’s cries and shudders of pleasure with each movement. It didn’t take long though. As Daniil reached that edge once more, Thea removed her mouth from her thigh and replaced her thumb with her lips. In a smooth motion that did not break the rhythm of her attention to Daniil, Thea sucked at Daniil’s swollen nub while pistoning both fingers in and out of Daniil deeply.
Unperturbed by the younger woman’s reaction, Thea rode out the girl’s climax, before removing her mouth, her icy gaze still burning into Daniil’s emerald eyes. Thea slowed the pace of her fingers, not removing them until Daniil had completely experienced her finish.
Smirking, Thea sat back up on her knees, silently watching Daniil with the same sly smirk on her face that she’d worn for most of their exchange. Now, Daniil knew exactly what Thea could offer her—what no one else had done to her before. Thea’s mark had been left on the clean, fresh canvas of Daniil. For now, it was a harmless, easily overlooked mark. Over time however—if given the chance that Thea hoped to employ—that mark would grow, eroding the very medium that bore it. Daniil was one of the few people who encountered Thea initially and came out unscathed, but like the others, Daniil’s time would come. Daniil was not Thea’s typical toy, so it fit that Thea wouldn’t play her typical strategies with her. Conditioning would take place first, then the true game would begin.
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Piece by piece, Daniil was throwing caution to the empty fields around them. No longer was she trying to stifle her sounds, of which there were plenty. The girl was completely and utterly at Thea’s disposal, and she had already been denied a finish twice. This time though, Daniil’s protest at being left wanting for more was vocalised with a groan, ’Thea, please, I can't take another. . . please, I need it!’
Oh, Thea bet she did. Thea gave the younger woman a devious grin, never agreeing or refusing Daniil in her expression. Instead, Thea continued to hold Daniil’s gaze as she went back to biting and suching at Daniil’s skin, her fingers curling inside Daniil as she worked, in and out.
Still flicking and circling Daniil’s sensitive button with her thumb, Thea quickened the pace, reacting to the girl’s cries and shudders of pleasure with each movement. It didn’t take long though. As Daniil reached that edge once more, Thea removed her mouth from her thigh and replaced her thumb with her lips. In a smooth motion that did not break the rhythm of her attention to Daniil, Thea sucked at Daniil’s swollen nub while pistoning both fingers in and out of Daniil deeply.
Unperturbed by the younger woman’s reaction, Thea rode out the girl’s climax, before removing her mouth, her icy gaze still burning into Daniil’s emerald eyes. Thea slowed the pace of her fingers, not removing them until Daniil had completely experienced her finish.
Smirking, Thea sat back up on her knees, silently watching Daniil with the same sly smirk on her face that she’d worn for most of their exchange. Now, Daniil knew exactly what Thea could offer her—what no one else had done to her before. Thea’s mark had been left on the clean, fresh canvas of Daniil. For now, it was a harmless, easily overlooked mark. Over time however—if given the chance that Thea hoped to employ—that mark would grow, eroding the very medium that bore it. Daniil was one of the few people who encountered Thea initially and came out unscathed, but like the others, Daniil’s time would come. Daniil was not Thea’s typical toy, so it fit that Thea wouldn’t play her typical strategies with her. Conditioning would take place first, then the true game would begin.
Piece by piece, Daniil was throwing caution to the empty fields around them. No longer was she trying to stifle her sounds, of which there were plenty. The girl was completely and utterly at Thea’s disposal, and she had already been denied a finish twice. This time though, Daniil’s protest at being left wanting for more was vocalised with a groan, ’Thea, please, I can't take another. . . please, I need it!’
Oh, Thea bet she did. Thea gave the younger woman a devious grin, never agreeing or refusing Daniil in her expression. Instead, Thea continued to hold Daniil’s gaze as she went back to biting and suching at Daniil’s skin, her fingers curling inside Daniil as she worked, in and out.
Still flicking and circling Daniil’s sensitive button with her thumb, Thea quickened the pace, reacting to the girl’s cries and shudders of pleasure with each movement. It didn’t take long though. As Daniil reached that edge once more, Thea removed her mouth from her thigh and replaced her thumb with her lips. In a smooth motion that did not break the rhythm of her attention to Daniil, Thea sucked at Daniil’s swollen nub while pistoning both fingers in and out of Daniil deeply.
Unperturbed by the younger woman’s reaction, Thea rode out the girl’s climax, before removing her mouth, her icy gaze still burning into Daniil’s emerald eyes. Thea slowed the pace of her fingers, not removing them until Daniil had completely experienced her finish.
Smirking, Thea sat back up on her knees, silently watching Daniil with the same sly smirk on her face that she’d worn for most of their exchange. Now, Daniil knew exactly what Thea could offer her—what no one else had done to her before. Thea’s mark had been left on the clean, fresh canvas of Daniil. For now, it was a harmless, easily overlooked mark. Over time however—if given the chance that Thea hoped to employ—that mark would grow, eroding the very medium that bore it. Daniil was one of the few people who encountered Thea initially and came out unscathed, but like the others, Daniil’s time would come. Daniil was not Thea’s typical toy, so it fit that Thea wouldn’t play her typical strategies with her. Conditioning would take place first, then the true game would begin.
Oh, that grin. That beautiful, confident grin that held all of the devious and wicked intents of this world within it. Daniil felt shudders travel up her spine as Thea's lips stretched into that grin, their eyes still locked as the older woman returned to biting and sucking at her skin. There was no doubt now that her thighs would be bruised for weeks. If anyone saw them for any reason, Daniil supposed she could blame very hard horse riding for them. But it would not explain the teeth marks, so it would be better if no one saw them. The marks on her neck would be more difficult. But those were worries for another time. Right now, her attention was on the fact that Thea's ministrations to her clit had left. What manner of teasing was this now? What wicked game did Thea intend to play-
"Oh my GODS!"
She could not help herself from blurting out the expletive as she felt the woman's lips where her thumb had been a moment before, and that was it. She was gone. Her finish came upon her as the waves of the Aegean crashed upon the shore during a storm, and her voice crescendoed into a howl of pleasure akin to the winds of those storms, through which only one word was present: Thea. She howled the name of her lover, this woman who had taken her to the heights of Olympus itself. Her body spasmed as the waves overtook her, Thea slowing down her pace but never stopping. It was unlike any other she had experienced in her life. Brought on by another, especially a woman whom knew a woman's body, it was far more intense than any she could have brought upon herself. Her howl became a series of short gasps as she rode out the crests of the waves, trembling in its wake.
When it was done, she could only lay there a long moment, her chest rising and falling as she panted for breath, her eyes staring up into the sky. There were no words, at least none available to her, to describe what she had just experienced. After almost a full minute on her back, Daniil gathered the strength to prop herself up on her elbows, staring into the cold blue ice that was the eyes of Thea of Thanasi. When she spoke, it was with a voice that bled of awe.
"Thea, I've never- I mean, I could not have even imagined- that is-" She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I've never experienced anything like that before. Ever." She offered a very nervous smile, her cheeks reddening. "Thank you." She cleared her throat. "I must confess, I do not know what happens now. Do I- that is- Is it not customary for me to. . . reciprocate?"
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Oh, that grin. That beautiful, confident grin that held all of the devious and wicked intents of this world within it. Daniil felt shudders travel up her spine as Thea's lips stretched into that grin, their eyes still locked as the older woman returned to biting and sucking at her skin. There was no doubt now that her thighs would be bruised for weeks. If anyone saw them for any reason, Daniil supposed she could blame very hard horse riding for them. But it would not explain the teeth marks, so it would be better if no one saw them. The marks on her neck would be more difficult. But those were worries for another time. Right now, her attention was on the fact that Thea's ministrations to her clit had left. What manner of teasing was this now? What wicked game did Thea intend to play-
"Oh my GODS!"
She could not help herself from blurting out the expletive as she felt the woman's lips where her thumb had been a moment before, and that was it. She was gone. Her finish came upon her as the waves of the Aegean crashed upon the shore during a storm, and her voice crescendoed into a howl of pleasure akin to the winds of those storms, through which only one word was present: Thea. She howled the name of her lover, this woman who had taken her to the heights of Olympus itself. Her body spasmed as the waves overtook her, Thea slowing down her pace but never stopping. It was unlike any other she had experienced in her life. Brought on by another, especially a woman whom knew a woman's body, it was far more intense than any she could have brought upon herself. Her howl became a series of short gasps as she rode out the crests of the waves, trembling in its wake.
When it was done, she could only lay there a long moment, her chest rising and falling as she panted for breath, her eyes staring up into the sky. There were no words, at least none available to her, to describe what she had just experienced. After almost a full minute on her back, Daniil gathered the strength to prop herself up on her elbows, staring into the cold blue ice that was the eyes of Thea of Thanasi. When she spoke, it was with a voice that bled of awe.
"Thea, I've never- I mean, I could not have even imagined- that is-" She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I've never experienced anything like that before. Ever." She offered a very nervous smile, her cheeks reddening. "Thank you." She cleared her throat. "I must confess, I do not know what happens now. Do I- that is- Is it not customary for me to. . . reciprocate?"
Oh, that grin. That beautiful, confident grin that held all of the devious and wicked intents of this world within it. Daniil felt shudders travel up her spine as Thea's lips stretched into that grin, their eyes still locked as the older woman returned to biting and sucking at her skin. There was no doubt now that her thighs would be bruised for weeks. If anyone saw them for any reason, Daniil supposed she could blame very hard horse riding for them. But it would not explain the teeth marks, so it would be better if no one saw them. The marks on her neck would be more difficult. But those were worries for another time. Right now, her attention was on the fact that Thea's ministrations to her clit had left. What manner of teasing was this now? What wicked game did Thea intend to play-
"Oh my GODS!"
She could not help herself from blurting out the expletive as she felt the woman's lips where her thumb had been a moment before, and that was it. She was gone. Her finish came upon her as the waves of the Aegean crashed upon the shore during a storm, and her voice crescendoed into a howl of pleasure akin to the winds of those storms, through which only one word was present: Thea. She howled the name of her lover, this woman who had taken her to the heights of Olympus itself. Her body spasmed as the waves overtook her, Thea slowing down her pace but never stopping. It was unlike any other she had experienced in her life. Brought on by another, especially a woman whom knew a woman's body, it was far more intense than any she could have brought upon herself. Her howl became a series of short gasps as she rode out the crests of the waves, trembling in its wake.
When it was done, she could only lay there a long moment, her chest rising and falling as she panted for breath, her eyes staring up into the sky. There were no words, at least none available to her, to describe what she had just experienced. After almost a full minute on her back, Daniil gathered the strength to prop herself up on her elbows, staring into the cold blue ice that was the eyes of Thea of Thanasi. When she spoke, it was with a voice that bled of awe.
"Thea, I've never- I mean, I could not have even imagined- that is-" She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I've never experienced anything like that before. Ever." She offered a very nervous smile, her cheeks reddening. "Thank you." She cleared her throat. "I must confess, I do not know what happens now. Do I- that is- Is it not customary for me to. . . reciprocate?"
Daniil’s finish came as thunderously as Thea could have hoped, wracking the younger woman’s body violently. All the while, Thea patiently sat and waited, pleased with the foundations she had set for her newest plaything.
As Daniil recovered, her chest rising and falling deeply, Thea considered the girl’s appearance. As to be expected of someone who rode and trained daily, Thea’s body was much more toned and taut than Thea’s. Without passing judgement, Thea considered ideas of how best to make use of Daniil when she arrived to Colchis, for she was determined to see it happen. Daniil would be much easier to mold to however Thea saw fit without the keen monitoring of Panos. Take her out of Athenia completely, and Thea would have as much or little freedom to do exactly as she pleased.
When Daniil seemed to be able to command her limbs and body enough to prop herself up, Thea met her gaze calmly, though her smirk was still set upon her features.
’Thea, I've never- I mean, I could not have even imagined- that is- I've never experienced anything like that before. Ever. Thank you.’
Thea could not remember ever being thanked for her sexual efforts before, which was somewhat amusing, not that she let it show. At least Daniil confirmed what Thea already assumed, but to know for certain was always best. Thea did not miss the way Daniil’s cheeks flushed again.
’I must confess, I do not know what happens now. Do I- that is- Is it not customary for me to. . . reciprocate?’
Thea gave a knowing little quip of her smirk at that, though allowed herself to show a hint of appreciation, so as not to have the girl think she were being judged.
“There is no need,” Thea began, before tilting her head to the side, her expression nothing but mischief once more, “save it for when you come and see me in Colchis.”
Thea didn’t ask, she insisted upon it, as if it were already a determined thing. Perhaps Daniil would feel some apprehension, but if Thea was correct in her assumptions of how the girl felt, Daniil would soon enough be making every effort to return to the only person who showed her any form of attention and affection. Simultaneously, Thea put the manner of how she made it back to Colchis on Daniil, instead of fussing about it herself.
Of course, there was a chance Daniil would not accept the notion, though Thea doubted she had anything to worry about.
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Daniil’s finish came as thunderously as Thea could have hoped, wracking the younger woman’s body violently. All the while, Thea patiently sat and waited, pleased with the foundations she had set for her newest plaything.
As Daniil recovered, her chest rising and falling deeply, Thea considered the girl’s appearance. As to be expected of someone who rode and trained daily, Thea’s body was much more toned and taut than Thea’s. Without passing judgement, Thea considered ideas of how best to make use of Daniil when she arrived to Colchis, for she was determined to see it happen. Daniil would be much easier to mold to however Thea saw fit without the keen monitoring of Panos. Take her out of Athenia completely, and Thea would have as much or little freedom to do exactly as she pleased.
When Daniil seemed to be able to command her limbs and body enough to prop herself up, Thea met her gaze calmly, though her smirk was still set upon her features.
’Thea, I've never- I mean, I could not have even imagined- that is- I've never experienced anything like that before. Ever. Thank you.’
Thea could not remember ever being thanked for her sexual efforts before, which was somewhat amusing, not that she let it show. At least Daniil confirmed what Thea already assumed, but to know for certain was always best. Thea did not miss the way Daniil’s cheeks flushed again.
’I must confess, I do not know what happens now. Do I- that is- Is it not customary for me to. . . reciprocate?’
Thea gave a knowing little quip of her smirk at that, though allowed herself to show a hint of appreciation, so as not to have the girl think she were being judged.
“There is no need,” Thea began, before tilting her head to the side, her expression nothing but mischief once more, “save it for when you come and see me in Colchis.”
Thea didn’t ask, she insisted upon it, as if it were already a determined thing. Perhaps Daniil would feel some apprehension, but if Thea was correct in her assumptions of how the girl felt, Daniil would soon enough be making every effort to return to the only person who showed her any form of attention and affection. Simultaneously, Thea put the manner of how she made it back to Colchis on Daniil, instead of fussing about it herself.
Of course, there was a chance Daniil would not accept the notion, though Thea doubted she had anything to worry about.
Daniil’s finish came as thunderously as Thea could have hoped, wracking the younger woman’s body violently. All the while, Thea patiently sat and waited, pleased with the foundations she had set for her newest plaything.
As Daniil recovered, her chest rising and falling deeply, Thea considered the girl’s appearance. As to be expected of someone who rode and trained daily, Thea’s body was much more toned and taut than Thea’s. Without passing judgement, Thea considered ideas of how best to make use of Daniil when she arrived to Colchis, for she was determined to see it happen. Daniil would be much easier to mold to however Thea saw fit without the keen monitoring of Panos. Take her out of Athenia completely, and Thea would have as much or little freedom to do exactly as she pleased.
When Daniil seemed to be able to command her limbs and body enough to prop herself up, Thea met her gaze calmly, though her smirk was still set upon her features.
’Thea, I've never- I mean, I could not have even imagined- that is- I've never experienced anything like that before. Ever. Thank you.’
Thea could not remember ever being thanked for her sexual efforts before, which was somewhat amusing, not that she let it show. At least Daniil confirmed what Thea already assumed, but to know for certain was always best. Thea did not miss the way Daniil’s cheeks flushed again.
’I must confess, I do not know what happens now. Do I- that is- Is it not customary for me to. . . reciprocate?’
Thea gave a knowing little quip of her smirk at that, though allowed herself to show a hint of appreciation, so as not to have the girl think she were being judged.
“There is no need,” Thea began, before tilting her head to the side, her expression nothing but mischief once more, “save it for when you come and see me in Colchis.”
Thea didn’t ask, she insisted upon it, as if it were already a determined thing. Perhaps Daniil would feel some apprehension, but if Thea was correct in her assumptions of how the girl felt, Daniil would soon enough be making every effort to return to the only person who showed her any form of attention and affection. Simultaneously, Thea put the manner of how she made it back to Colchis on Daniil, instead of fussing about it herself.
Of course, there was a chance Daniil would not accept the notion, though Thea doubted she had anything to worry about.
'There is no need, save it for when you come and see me in Colchis.'
Of all the answers Daniil could have expected in that moment, that was about the most surprising and least expected one Thea could have given. Colchis? Coming to see Thea in Colchis? The young owl could not help but notice that Thea did not include the word 'visit' in her answer. Daniil was naïve perhaps, and certainly a stranger to the ways of pleasure and lovers, but she was not unintelligent. She could read the implication behind the words, and it made her eyes widen.
Thea wanted her to come and stay in Colchis, away from Athenia. Hm. Her teeth bit the inside of her cheek as she considered the demand, for that was what it was, there was no doubt about that. Thea had not placed any question in her words, making it clear that she expected this. And Daniil was inclined to agree. Her heart certainly wanted to. Her body wanted to. But the part of her soul still loyal to House Marikas questioned the wisdom of it all. Could she leave Athenia behind? Her birthplace? Her home? Could she leave her family behind and travel across the Aegean to desolate Colchis, all for this woman?
She thought of her sisters, of her father, of her grandfather and great-aunt. Would they miss her? Would they even want her to stay? Would they even care if she left? Would they weep as she boarded the ship and beg for her to reconsider? Or would they say good riddance, and celebrate her departure from their lives at last? A whirlwind of emotion swirled inside of her, insecurities long suffered making their voices known in the void of her mind, and she had to consider what her next move would be.
But in the end, there was only one real answer. Thea made her feel wanted. Desired. Respected. She felt as though Thea actually wanted her presence, instead of just tolerating it. Perhaps one day, she may even feel loved in Thea's presence. Daniil did not often feel emotions as strongly as this besides resentment and anger, but when she did, she knew they were unlikely to change. There was no real choice. There never had been. From the moment she had pulled Thea onto her horse, there had been no going back. The only way now was forward, and damn the consequences to Hades.
Her back straightened, and she nodded. "I am friends with Athanasia, princess of Kotas. I will speak to her about being taken on in her household, and I will travel with her back to Colchis. And then we shall be together again."
Her voice was hard iron, making it clear that this was not a matter of permission, but a simple statement of fact and iron-willed intention.
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'There is no need, save it for when you come and see me in Colchis.'
Of all the answers Daniil could have expected in that moment, that was about the most surprising and least expected one Thea could have given. Colchis? Coming to see Thea in Colchis? The young owl could not help but notice that Thea did not include the word 'visit' in her answer. Daniil was naïve perhaps, and certainly a stranger to the ways of pleasure and lovers, but she was not unintelligent. She could read the implication behind the words, and it made her eyes widen.
Thea wanted her to come and stay in Colchis, away from Athenia. Hm. Her teeth bit the inside of her cheek as she considered the demand, for that was what it was, there was no doubt about that. Thea had not placed any question in her words, making it clear that she expected this. And Daniil was inclined to agree. Her heart certainly wanted to. Her body wanted to. But the part of her soul still loyal to House Marikas questioned the wisdom of it all. Could she leave Athenia behind? Her birthplace? Her home? Could she leave her family behind and travel across the Aegean to desolate Colchis, all for this woman?
She thought of her sisters, of her father, of her grandfather and great-aunt. Would they miss her? Would they even want her to stay? Would they even care if she left? Would they weep as she boarded the ship and beg for her to reconsider? Or would they say good riddance, and celebrate her departure from their lives at last? A whirlwind of emotion swirled inside of her, insecurities long suffered making their voices known in the void of her mind, and she had to consider what her next move would be.
But in the end, there was only one real answer. Thea made her feel wanted. Desired. Respected. She felt as though Thea actually wanted her presence, instead of just tolerating it. Perhaps one day, she may even feel loved in Thea's presence. Daniil did not often feel emotions as strongly as this besides resentment and anger, but when she did, she knew they were unlikely to change. There was no real choice. There never had been. From the moment she had pulled Thea onto her horse, there had been no going back. The only way now was forward, and damn the consequences to Hades.
Her back straightened, and she nodded. "I am friends with Athanasia, princess of Kotas. I will speak to her about being taken on in her household, and I will travel with her back to Colchis. And then we shall be together again."
Her voice was hard iron, making it clear that this was not a matter of permission, but a simple statement of fact and iron-willed intention.
'There is no need, save it for when you come and see me in Colchis.'
Of all the answers Daniil could have expected in that moment, that was about the most surprising and least expected one Thea could have given. Colchis? Coming to see Thea in Colchis? The young owl could not help but notice that Thea did not include the word 'visit' in her answer. Daniil was naïve perhaps, and certainly a stranger to the ways of pleasure and lovers, but she was not unintelligent. She could read the implication behind the words, and it made her eyes widen.
Thea wanted her to come and stay in Colchis, away from Athenia. Hm. Her teeth bit the inside of her cheek as she considered the demand, for that was what it was, there was no doubt about that. Thea had not placed any question in her words, making it clear that she expected this. And Daniil was inclined to agree. Her heart certainly wanted to. Her body wanted to. But the part of her soul still loyal to House Marikas questioned the wisdom of it all. Could she leave Athenia behind? Her birthplace? Her home? Could she leave her family behind and travel across the Aegean to desolate Colchis, all for this woman?
She thought of her sisters, of her father, of her grandfather and great-aunt. Would they miss her? Would they even want her to stay? Would they even care if she left? Would they weep as she boarded the ship and beg for her to reconsider? Or would they say good riddance, and celebrate her departure from their lives at last? A whirlwind of emotion swirled inside of her, insecurities long suffered making their voices known in the void of her mind, and she had to consider what her next move would be.
But in the end, there was only one real answer. Thea made her feel wanted. Desired. Respected. She felt as though Thea actually wanted her presence, instead of just tolerating it. Perhaps one day, she may even feel loved in Thea's presence. Daniil did not often feel emotions as strongly as this besides resentment and anger, but when she did, she knew they were unlikely to change. There was no real choice. There never had been. From the moment she had pulled Thea onto her horse, there had been no going back. The only way now was forward, and damn the consequences to Hades.
Her back straightened, and she nodded. "I am friends with Athanasia, princess of Kotas. I will speak to her about being taken on in her household, and I will travel with her back to Colchis. And then we shall be together again."
Her voice was hard iron, making it clear that this was not a matter of permission, but a simple statement of fact and iron-willed intention.
There was a pause, which wasn’t unexpected. Thea herself would not be in any rush to leave her home, though Daniil of Marikas was not Thea. Thea did not yearn for the acceptance of others, not like most felt the need to do. Daniil would likely need time to consider her options, weigh up her loyalties and such, but ultimately, Thea was certain—if even only for a short time—Daniil would come to Colchis. It was just a matter of when. Thea still had a few more nights left in Athenia before returning home, perhaps she could sneak into Daniil’s room in the middle of the night and toy with her again, just to be sure as to keep those embers of desire well stoked, before the tendrils of doubt and second thoughts could take hold.
’I am friends with Athanasia, princess of Kotas. I will speak to her about being taken on in her household, and I will travel with her back to Colchis. And then we shall be together again.’
However, Thea wasn’t expecting an affirmation so soon. Well, she really had made quite the impression on the youngest Marikas. That or she had truly been utterly miserable with her flock of owls. Perhaps both. It suited Thea either way. Daniil was still a member of one of the most ancient, royal houses of Greece. While she was the youngest of three daughters, she was still a valuable asset to let into the wrong hands. How unfortunate for the Marikas house then that Thea should be coaxing Daniil her way.
Allowing the slight flash of a smile, Thea reached forward and brushed back a stray lock of Daniil’s hair, reaffirming her approval of Daniil’s decision with a sign of affection.
“That sounds as if fated by the Gods themselves,” Thea insisted. Honestly she was quite pleased by Daniil’s iron caste promise. Not only did Thea had Daniil’s adoration already, but a potential in with the Kotas house. That would be invaluable too. Of course the Thanasi had Evras, but as much as Thea knew Evras was more Thanasi than Kotas, she’d taken their name and seemed at least content. Thea herself was wary of asking too much from Evras, in case she should become defensive. With Daniil though, she would make sure the girl stayed most loyal to her, not the princess. Daniil would be rewarded for her efforts of course, thus strengthening the hold over the younger woman.
“Thankfully, I do not depart for another few days,” Thea added after a moment, innocently, though with an underlying promise for further conditioning in the guise of affection.
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There was a pause, which wasn’t unexpected. Thea herself would not be in any rush to leave her home, though Daniil of Marikas was not Thea. Thea did not yearn for the acceptance of others, not like most felt the need to do. Daniil would likely need time to consider her options, weigh up her loyalties and such, but ultimately, Thea was certain—if even only for a short time—Daniil would come to Colchis. It was just a matter of when. Thea still had a few more nights left in Athenia before returning home, perhaps she could sneak into Daniil’s room in the middle of the night and toy with her again, just to be sure as to keep those embers of desire well stoked, before the tendrils of doubt and second thoughts could take hold.
’I am friends with Athanasia, princess of Kotas. I will speak to her about being taken on in her household, and I will travel with her back to Colchis. And then we shall be together again.’
However, Thea wasn’t expecting an affirmation so soon. Well, she really had made quite the impression on the youngest Marikas. That or she had truly been utterly miserable with her flock of owls. Perhaps both. It suited Thea either way. Daniil was still a member of one of the most ancient, royal houses of Greece. While she was the youngest of three daughters, she was still a valuable asset to let into the wrong hands. How unfortunate for the Marikas house then that Thea should be coaxing Daniil her way.
Allowing the slight flash of a smile, Thea reached forward and brushed back a stray lock of Daniil’s hair, reaffirming her approval of Daniil’s decision with a sign of affection.
“That sounds as if fated by the Gods themselves,” Thea insisted. Honestly she was quite pleased by Daniil’s iron caste promise. Not only did Thea had Daniil’s adoration already, but a potential in with the Kotas house. That would be invaluable too. Of course the Thanasi had Evras, but as much as Thea knew Evras was more Thanasi than Kotas, she’d taken their name and seemed at least content. Thea herself was wary of asking too much from Evras, in case she should become defensive. With Daniil though, she would make sure the girl stayed most loyal to her, not the princess. Daniil would be rewarded for her efforts of course, thus strengthening the hold over the younger woman.
“Thankfully, I do not depart for another few days,” Thea added after a moment, innocently, though with an underlying promise for further conditioning in the guise of affection.
There was a pause, which wasn’t unexpected. Thea herself would not be in any rush to leave her home, though Daniil of Marikas was not Thea. Thea did not yearn for the acceptance of others, not like most felt the need to do. Daniil would likely need time to consider her options, weigh up her loyalties and such, but ultimately, Thea was certain—if even only for a short time—Daniil would come to Colchis. It was just a matter of when. Thea still had a few more nights left in Athenia before returning home, perhaps she could sneak into Daniil’s room in the middle of the night and toy with her again, just to be sure as to keep those embers of desire well stoked, before the tendrils of doubt and second thoughts could take hold.
’I am friends with Athanasia, princess of Kotas. I will speak to her about being taken on in her household, and I will travel with her back to Colchis. And then we shall be together again.’
However, Thea wasn’t expecting an affirmation so soon. Well, she really had made quite the impression on the youngest Marikas. That or she had truly been utterly miserable with her flock of owls. Perhaps both. It suited Thea either way. Daniil was still a member of one of the most ancient, royal houses of Greece. While she was the youngest of three daughters, she was still a valuable asset to let into the wrong hands. How unfortunate for the Marikas house then that Thea should be coaxing Daniil her way.
Allowing the slight flash of a smile, Thea reached forward and brushed back a stray lock of Daniil’s hair, reaffirming her approval of Daniil’s decision with a sign of affection.
“That sounds as if fated by the Gods themselves,” Thea insisted. Honestly she was quite pleased by Daniil’s iron caste promise. Not only did Thea had Daniil’s adoration already, but a potential in with the Kotas house. That would be invaluable too. Of course the Thanasi had Evras, but as much as Thea knew Evras was more Thanasi than Kotas, she’d taken their name and seemed at least content. Thea herself was wary of asking too much from Evras, in case she should become defensive. With Daniil though, she would make sure the girl stayed most loyal to her, not the princess. Daniil would be rewarded for her efforts of course, thus strengthening the hold over the younger woman.
“Thankfully, I do not depart for another few days,” Thea added after a moment, innocently, though with an underlying promise for further conditioning in the guise of affection.
