Sage nods. He would love to see S'uth in one of these, but he isn't going to pressure S'uth into something he isn't comfortable with. But he imagines it just the same. The mental image makes him smile
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S'uth wondered what the younger Dunmer was smiling at. Perhaps he was entertaining the same thoughts as he was. He turned red at the ears; it was impossible for a Dunmer to be more red than he was at that moment
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Sage turns away for a few seconds seeing S'uth reddening so. Is he thinking...? Sage busies himself for a second. He keeps the image of S'uth in the skimpy silks in his mind a bit more, though
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The warrior wondered what Sage was thinking of, but decided that it would be overly invasive to press on. If he wanted to talk about it, he would.
He sat down on the cushion and poured them more Matze. "We would. Only problem is the River Odai doesn't go further. If we can manage to reshape the land such that Odai flows into Lake Amaya, shipping will be easier and we don't have to man an outpost. Right now, we have to rely on land transport. But fresh water and the prime fertile lands - there's nothing more a Dunmer could ask for."
"You're right," He nodded, "Vilkas doesn't seem like a pushover." Sage always had more insight into other people. He looked into Sage's eyes, admiring for a moment just how wise the other mer was for his years.
He grunted in agreement. "Art, hm! I have some paintings of ash yams in the storeroom that I haven't taken out. It's your room as much as mine, so put whatever you want."
He grimaced, as his mind tried to wrap around the thought of being so weird. Then he smiled as Sage kissed him. "I trust your
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"Good to have a break," He nodded, "Hopefully, this union will calm the tensions between our Houses. The problem, of course, is finding enough labour at a time like this
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"I hope so. Ah, maybe advertise in that miserable Gray Quarter in Windhelm? Not that I would go back there. But hire someone to do it. There's plenty who need work there and they need to return home."
Sage laughs. Niruzel as a pet. "Well, yes. As a sort. Sexual pet. Yes, a toy. But in private. I hope."
"All right," Sage smiles. He had fine decorations in mind. Nude Ordinators, yes. And a mural of a Redoran battle against Daedra. He nods. That is final.
"Ouch!" the thought of adding essence salts... Sage knows that his parents and Niruzel like playing with magic. He's not sure if he's ready for that. "No, we will pass that one up. But isn't that dildo pretty?"
Sage does more of a dance. He's aware of S'uth watching him... but he starts to wonder. And worry. Was S'uth so inhibited?
"I'm yours, you know," smile. He sits on S'uth'sm lap.
((Thought you would like that! Niruzel gets some drawings of Nude Ordinators wearing only helm, pauldrons, gauntlets, and boots, carrying sword and shield, from Saje.))
S'uth frowned. He didn't have fond memories of Grey Quarter. "True. We should send an agent to recruit them. Perhaps a Dunmer who has been to Windhelm, though Altmers seem to have an easier time getting things done."
He couldn't speak for Bosmers; he hadn't seen any in Windhelm.
His ear twitched as he heard the word 'sexual', "What?! Such... frivolity!" He remembered that he was speaking of Sage's family in many respects, and decided to tone down his moralizing, "Ahem! How do they get the time to do other things? It's no wonder the two of them are so emanciated!"
He managed to breathe in when Sage sat on his lap, and then out. He sighed, running his fingers across the younger Dunmer's face. His heart felt like it was about to burst, "How? I-- I'm falling in love againS'uth leaned forward and kissed him deeply, suddenly unafraid and unashamed. "Which one should I put on
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"That sounds like a plan. I'm sure many of them will be happy to return," Saje nods.
Rather than taking insult, Sage laughs, bending over. "I don't know! But I assume the discipline they learn from the acts ensure they are more productive when they do pay attention to other activities? I should ask them! Emaciated! Hah! Ever see how many sweetrolls Niruzel eats? My father, too. They should be fat!" He has to catch his breath and wipe his eyes.
"The brilliance of its glass is lovely. Someone made this very well," talking about the glass dildo. "It's hardened, like armor or a weapon and should take use quite well."
Sage smiles in simple happiness. He shares S'uth's kiss with enthusiasm.
"Which ever one you like." He touches S'uth's face with gentle fingertips.
((LOL!!!! Saje will draw Redoran in partial armor, too, for Niru.... And Sage will have a statuer or two of that made!!!"
"I'll keep an eye out for the suitable person," S'uth was quite happy at the prospect of repopulating Vvardenfell. Too much wasted manpower on the Nords
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"They must burn it off with all that activity of theirs," Sage, not admitting that he has been a little envious of all that acitivity in the past.
"It is. I'll have to find out who crafted this. Another smith with whom I can share notes." Sage holds the dildo up to the light to let it catch that light. "Why not put this on display? Either people will appreciate it, or they would be too polite to express disapproval," Sage grinning in mischief.
Sage smiles and waits for S'uth. He's delighted that S'uth is willing to have fun like this.
"How do they get the time? Don't they need to sleep? Don't they have work to do?" S'uth wondered, "How do they have so much energy? I outgrew that phase centuries ago
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"I don't know." Sage. Although, privately, he knew he could be the same if given the chance. "You did? I mean... well, I don't know how they do it."
Sage grins. He thinks of putting it in the living room where guests are recieved...
Sage watches S'uth's dance, eyes glowing. It makes him very happy that S'uth does this for him. Of course he is very aroused, that is evident when he stands, still wearing the skimpy silk of his costume.
"Well," he breathed out through his nose, trying to figure out how to put it. There were always plenty of things left unsaid for mer his age, "I'm getting old, and don't have magic to sustain me the way they do. I've had my days, yes. But that was a long time ago. Then I joined House Redoran. It gave me purpose, friendship, and acceptance. It changed my life."
He raised an eyebrow at Sage's mischievious little grin.
His dance, ostensibly to a different rhythm than that of his partner's, brought him closer to him. "Let's dance together."
Sage laughs. "Well, how they hop and screw and hump for 24 hours a day like frenetic rabbits, I don't know- that's the part I don't understand. But how to have a long robust life? That's easy. You don't need to have the magic; I have it. The Telvanni have long lived retainers who are still in the prime of thier lives. I can give that to you. And I can make it a slow gradual process so it's nothing alienating. I understand what you mean. It seems House Redoran was very good for you. In spite of what we say in Telvanni, we do respect the Redoran
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"I know. Mages and warriors have an interesting relationship," he sighed, "The secret to a long robust life is not to die. We have physicians in House Redoran. We may not be youthful, but warriors do die young... And no, it isn't taught to most. We concentrate on other aspects to maintain in prime condition for battle. But not as a principle. Perhaps our Councillors do."
S'uth fell silent.
"WELL, if I have to die, I might as well die virile." He smiled. Now he had a reason to be. "Besides, keeping our spouse happy is a serious matter done by serious Redorans."
He now raised both eyebrows and waggled them, still keeping a straight face.
The way their bodies brushed by each other seemed to charge the air around them with an electric current. S'uth's eyes were held by Sage's, occasionally looking at the rest of him with a slight smile of intrigue.
His hands mimicked the grasping of Sage's waist like a lover's embrace, the not-touch only increasing the intimacy and the desire.
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He sat down on the cushion and poured them more Matze. "We would. Only problem is the River Odai doesn't go further. If we can manage to reshape the land such that Odai flows into Lake Amaya, shipping will be easier and we don't have to man an outpost. Right now, we have to rely on land transport. But fresh water and the prime fertile lands - there's nothing more a Dunmer could ask for."
"You're right," He nodded, "Vilkas doesn't seem like a pushover." Sage always had more insight into other people. He looked into Sage's eyes, admiring for a moment just how wise the other mer was for his years.
He grunted in agreement. "Art, hm! I have some paintings of ash yams in the storeroom that I haven't taken out. It's your room as much as mine, so put whatever you want."
He grimaced, as his mind tried to wrap around the thought of being so weird. Then he smiled as Sage kissed him. "I trust your ( ... )
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Sage laughs. Niruzel as a pet. "Well, yes. As a sort. Sexual pet. Yes, a toy. But in private. I hope."
"All right," Sage smiles. He had fine decorations in mind. Nude Ordinators, yes. And a mural of a Redoran battle against Daedra. He nods. That is final.
"Ouch!" the thought of adding essence salts... Sage knows that his parents and Niruzel like playing with magic. He's not sure if he's ready for that. "No, we will pass that one up. But isn't that dildo pretty?"
Sage does more of a dance. He's aware of S'uth watching him... but he starts to wonder. And worry. Was S'uth so inhibited?
"I'm yours, you know," smile. He sits on S'uth'sm lap.
((Thought you would like that! Niruzel gets some drawings of Nude Ordinators wearing only helm, pauldrons, gauntlets, and boots, carrying sword and shield, from Saje.))
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He couldn't speak for Bosmers; he hadn't seen any in Windhelm.
His ear twitched as he heard the word 'sexual', "What?! Such... frivolity!" He remembered that he was speaking of Sage's family in many respects, and decided to tone down his moralizing, "Ahem! How do they get the time to do other things? It's no wonder the two of them are so emanciated!"
Though he wasn't that much bulkier.
"Hm. It's very... green," S'uth managed to say. "Er. Very... Well-crafted."
He managed to breathe in when Sage sat on his lap, and then out. He sighed, running his fingers across the younger Dunmer's face. His heart felt like it was about to burst, "How? I-- I'm falling in love againS'uth leaned forward and kissed him deeply, suddenly unafraid and unashamed. "Which one should I put on ( ... )
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Rather than taking insult, Sage laughs, bending over. "I don't know! But I assume the discipline they learn from the acts ensure they are more productive when they do pay attention to other activities? I should ask them! Emaciated! Hah! Ever see how many sweetrolls Niruzel eats? My father, too. They should be fat!" He has to catch his breath and wipe his eyes.
"The brilliance of its glass is lovely. Someone made this very well," talking about the glass dildo. "It's hardened, like armor or a weapon and should take use quite well."
Sage smiles in simple happiness. He shares S'uth's kiss with enthusiasm.
"Which ever one you like." He touches S'uth's face with gentle fingertips.
((LOL!!!! Saje will draw Redoran in partial armor, too, for Niru.... And Sage will have a statuer or two of that made!!!"
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"They must burn it off with all that activity of theirs," Sage, not admitting that he has been a little envious of all that acitivity in the past.
"It is. I'll have to find out who crafted this. Another smith with whom I can share notes." Sage holds the dildo up to the light to let it catch that light. "Why not put this on display? Either people will appreciate it, or they would be too polite to express disapproval," Sage grinning in mischief.
Sage smiles and waits for S'uth. He's delighted that S'uth is willing to have fun like this.
((oh, cat ears!!! http://darth-eldritch.livejournal.com/166221.html))
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Sage grins. He thinks of putting it in the living room where guests are recieved...
Sage watches S'uth's dance, eyes glowing. It makes him very happy that S'uth does this for him. Of course he is very aroused, that is evident when he stands, still wearing the skimpy silk of his costume.
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He raised an eyebrow at Sage's mischievious little grin.
His dance, ostensibly to a different rhythm than that of his partner's, brought him closer to him. "Let's dance together."
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S'uth fell silent.
"WELL, if I have to die, I might as well die virile." He smiled. Now he had a reason to be. "Besides, keeping our spouse happy is a serious matter done by serious Redorans."
He now raised both eyebrows and waggled them, still keeping a straight face.
The way their bodies brushed by each other seemed to charge the air around them with an electric current. S'uth's eyes were held by Sage's, occasionally looking at the rest of him with a slight smile of intrigue.
His hands mimicked the grasping of Sage's waist like a lover's embrace, the not-touch only increasing the intimacy and the desire.
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