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Post by Sibyl on Jul 5, 2017 16:35:27 GMT
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When Sibyl had first imagined being held or kissed by Gannicus, it had been nothing like this. The reality was so much better than her thoughts had been -- and she very much hoped that this was not merely some amazing dream.
His arms and his kiss had left her feeling enough like she was floating, but as he started moving his mouth down her jaw and then to her neck, she could not suppress the shiver the went through her at the sensation. She was not sure she even wanted to try. His use of both tongue and teeth were beginning to bring her nerves to life throughout her body but it was when she felt his mouth on her breast that she was unable to suppress the moan that exited her lips.
She had never felt anything like this and as he continued to pay such wonderful attention to her breasts, she heard herself making soft noises of pleasure.
Even with all of that sensation, she was still aware when his hands slid lower to cup her as and when she felt him lightly swat at it, she pressed forward slightly. The feelings he was awakening in her added to her courage and she allowed herself to enjoy touching him more. Her hands slid lower, first gently caressing the muscles in his ass and then grasping onto him.
Sibyl had never considered herself to be a selfish person, but suddenly she was wanting to feel more; more of the sensations he was stirring to life within her and more of his body against hers.
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Post by Sibyl on Jul 4, 2017 17:37:52 GMT
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Their first kiss...
Sibyl was blown away by even that quick touch and wished that they had time for more. However, she also knew that time was not on their side. If they had any chance of getting out of this alive, they could not afford to take the time she wished in order to kiss him like she had long wanted to. The fact that he shared her feelings made her feel much warmer within and a little less afraid of the potential of going to her death.
It also made her even more determined that she would do everything that she could in order to make sure that Gannicus would get out of this alive. No matter the cost.
She finished with the ties on the dress, and while the dress did not hang at all perfectly, she was quite sure that it was a good thing. It added belief to their story that she was a slave.
At his question she thought for a moment and then nodded. "There is door in my father's room that leads to a secret hall that we can follow to the outer edges of the yard." She swallowed. "He had it built for ease of him being able to escape if there was ever danger."
His escape. Leaving her mother and her behind to face what they would. It was not something that had ever surprised her as she knew the worth that her father had applied to her life. She wondered if he had even gotten close to his precious door when the attack began.
Then she wondered if the gods would be angry with her for not feeling more honor or grief for her father's fate.
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Post by Sibyl on Jul 3, 2017 19:14:48 GMT
I would love something I could use in Naevia's sig line to go with her quote? Something that shows she still has heart even though she is a warrior?
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 29, 2017 2:59:44 GMT
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"All of this is new to me," she admitted. "I'm not used to being in place with so many men all at once. I knew mostly my Dominus and few others."
That was true enough. Her former Dominus had kept her fairly secluded from most in the household. Only himself and a few of his chosen were ever allowed near her and none of the chosen were ever alone with her.
"All Domina told me to do was to bring wine for celebration as no one else was available to do so."
That was also true and she had seen no indication that Domina wanted her to do anything else but deliver the wine. Would she not have said something further on the subject to her if she wanted her to stay with the Gladiator?
Not that she wanted to, oh no. She was not at all fond of the thought of one using her as she had heard fighters like to use their women. She was sure she would rather die than endure the pain others in her former household had spoken of about fighting men and their harsh cruelty where women were concerned.
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 29, 2017 1:47:05 GMT
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 27, 2017 15:54:43 GMT
Your body needs to stop that and leave you in peace so you can rest and heal!
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 26, 2017 5:37:00 GMT
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 22, 2017 17:21:28 GMT
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Sibyl was almost certain that this would not work. After all, even though she had never raised her voice or said an unkind thing to a slave in her parents' house in her memory, she knew that they would certainly turn against her and reveal who she was to those attacking. However, for now, he was talking so quickly and outlining everything that he wanted her to do that she didn't think of anything but agreeing with whatever he was saying.
When he mentioned that she would need a collar she cleared her throat and pointed to her small table by the bed where the idols of her gods stood. "In that drawer lays hidden collar." She lifted her chin in a slight show of defiance. "I took it from neck of Minnaris before I directed her out of the town and to her chosen path." Helping a slave escape was one of the few secrets she had ever kept from him, but her personal slave had been her friend, first, and she would have done anything to spare her unhappiness.
She accepted the clothes and nodded, turning her back to him to tried and hurriedly untie the dress she was currently wearing. If he said they had to hurry, then hurry she would. There was no time for modesty when her neck was on the line and Gannicus was risking his to save her.
"Would it not be easier for you to escape if you were to leave me behind, dear one? I would not have my life endanger yours."
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 22, 2017 17:08:29 GMT
Love is a dangerous blade If her expression changed at all as the material fell from her shoulder it was to show a darkening of her eyes as sensations and feelings grew stronger about her. There was no turning back from her decision in her mind because it was the right decision for her. It was what she wanted and she had finally found the courage to attempt to let it be known.
If the look in his eyes and the touch upon her skin were any indication, then she had indeed been clear about her wants and her intentions on this night.
When she finally felt his mouth on hers, the rest of the tension and nerves seemed to seep out of her body. His hands on her allowed her to press her body closer to his even as she began to lose herself in the feel of his kiss. This was right. This was what she had wanted.
And it felt so much better than she had imagined.
There was no desire to change her mind and when she felt his hand upon her breast, she reached out and weapped her own arms low about his waist, the tips of her fingers lightly brushing the top of his ass.
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 22, 2017 15:43:11 GMT
Love is a dangerous blade Sibyl wasn't someone who was usually drawn to doing anything particularly reckless in life. However, when she had seen the job listing for a musical performer on a cruise line, she hadn't been able to resist. Singing and music was her life and soul, but she also wanted to see more places in an attempt to make her music even stronger. She was thrilled when she got the job.
Of course, she also had to deal with telling her over-protective big brother that she would be out at sea for days and sometimes weeks at a time, but that had actually gone better than she expected it to.
Which was why now she was currently enjoying herself up on the stage and singing her heart out. There was a nice sized crowd this evening -- not overly crowded, but still a fairly decent amount of people -- and on stage was where she always seemed to come alive.
That last couple of nights on stage had been pretty amazing and this night was looking to be no different. This was definitely the best decision she had ever made and her contentment added to the seductive sounds of the current song she was performing.
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 22, 2017 2:48:39 GMT
Name: Sibyl
Guest type: Singer and musician performing on the cruise
A short summary of who they are in the modern world: Sibyl is the baby sister of the slightly over-protective Attius. She is also a gifted musician who can play the piano and sing. Wanting to get a bit more adventure in her life so that she could add experiences into her song-writing, she accepted a job to be the on ship entertainment for a cruise line. The last thing she expected was to fall for a man her brother wouldn't improve of -- or end up marooned after the ship crashed. (Gained approval of Attius and Deimos for this plotting)
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 18, 2017 17:53:00 GMT
Love is a dangerous blade It took Sibyl a moment to process what he thought she had been sent to do and she shook her head wildly even as she managed to regain steadiness on her feet.
"No, no, nothing like that." At least, she hoped that Domina had not had that in mind when she sent her to bring wine to the victorious Gladiator. "I was sent by Domina to bring wine for celebration -- although he certainly thought I was to be gift as well as the wine."
It wasn't that she didn't think Barca was nice to look at, it was just that she was not interested in getting wrapped up in any kind of ropes that were to lead to trouble for her. She had already had enough of that with being suddenly sold to a new House for no understandable reason. She really did not want to get on the wrong side of anyone or upset those that could destroy her so easily.
"This is not a game or some kind of test, is it?" Because it had occurred to her that he was there to see if she would do her duty and return as she had been ordered and not become distracted by anyone or anything else. "I have no wish to be punished for not knowing new rules."
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 10, 2017 22:26:45 GMT
Love is a dangerous blade It was only when he stepped to her and touched her cheek that she began to realize he was indeed real and here. His lips upon hers were a reminder of everything that he had made her feel before cruel fate and hated Romans had taken him from her arms. She did not understand how this was possible as she had often railed at her gods for giving him to her and then ripping him away from her.
When he broke the kiss, the loss ached and she had force herself to open her eyes to look up at him. The warmth of his hand on her neck gave steadiness to her that she had long been absent. She smiled very softly as he touched the babe. “She is almost as happy to see her father as her mother is. I have much to tell my beloved heart now that he is here within my arms.”
She knew that Gannicus obviously had much to tell of what happened after they parted at the mountain before he went to battle and she went to seek safer ground. However, what mattered most to her was that she be able to ease the burdens she saw in his eyes.
She stayed close, but moved the babe over so she could look up at her father. “Gannicus, my heart, please meet your daughter. This is Gwyn. Gwyn, this is your father who we sing songs of to you.”
She looked into his face, hoping that he was still able to read all of her feelings and love for him in her eyes like he had always seemed to before.
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 10, 2017 22:20:13 GMT
 Love is a dangerous blade When Gannicus pulled her back against him, Sibyl was torn between surprise and the flicker of joy. How often had she wanted him to hold her but she didn’t dare to act upon those desires when it could endanger his safety so much. It seemed unfair that she would only feel his arms around her right when they were to be parted forever. He would have freedom and she would see death. After all, how could it be anything else? Even though she had tried to shield what slaves she could, she was still a noble; still a hated Roman.
She was everything that Spartacus and his rebellion hated. She was not disillusioned about what her fate would be.
As he spoke low to her, her eyes widened when she understood what he was saying. He meant to take her with him? How could he hope to accomplish this when they were overcome? Did he not realize that she would willingly face her death in order to see him free?
Did he really not know of the accord she held for him and the truth that he held her heart and always had?
She nodded, wanting him to remove his hand so that she could once again urge him to leave with these men so that she could know that he was free.
Later, she might be given cause to wonder why she did not spare thought for her family or any of their friends that had been in residence. However, right now, she thought only of the safety and well-being of the man standing at her back.
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Post by Sibyl on Jun 10, 2017 22:14:04 GMT
Love is a dangerous blade Sibyl watched him as he moved closer to her. She did not speak falsely -- trying to stay away from him was proven impossible. She was drawn to him and every moment she made herself divert path to avoid him, it felt so very wrong. That was why she had made the decision on this night.
When he touched her hair, it was all she could do to keep her eyes on him and not take closer movement to him. She wanted to step into his arms so much, but she was not sure of the right movements to make in this that would not cause offense. As slave, she knew what was expected of her. In this, she was free to make her own decisions as to who touched her, and she very much wanted to feel the hands and mouth of this man upon her.
She started feeling less unsure when he drew the strap of the unfamiliar dress down her shoulder. Feeling his fingers touching her skin, she looked into his eyes, making it easier to go with what she wanted. As the material fell down her arm, she took a step forward, moving into his space a bit more.
This felt like the right thing to do. So very right.
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