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[spiffeh_jeb]

Who: Jeb, Az, DG, and Cain, plus a ton of guards.  
Where: Az's room. 
When: January 13th, 9pm. 
What: A little promise and more of Jeb than DG ever wants to see.
Warnings: Uh. PG-13 mentions of smut.

The newbies shooting guns was potentially the worst thing Jeb ever had to sit through. One didn't know how to hold a gun, most of them missed the center

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[az_of_the_oz]

When she heard the knock on the door, Az's head whipped up and a smile crossed her face. Rising from her chair in one fluid movement, and very aware of the fact that Karma had gone to play with Sugar and would be with her for at least two hours. The princess had explained it to the pup, and received an understanding nod in return. So with the dog off (trailed by one of Az's guards, whose name she hadn't caught yet) the Princess would play

[spiffeh_jeb]

She'd startled him briefly when he'd just entered, jumping on him like that, but soon enough, he couldn't get enough of her. Jeb let her have some of the control at first, pulling him over to the bed, undressing him, and everything else she did to make the experience painfully slow... intoxicating was the only word he could think of it at this point

[oz_dg]

Once more her powers appeared to spike in her subconscious. What was with these effing dreams anyway? With a gasp she straightened herself up and glanced around, blinking several times as she heard Azkadellia's voice. "Hey, Az, my bad."

Her best effort to turn it into a joke was rather pathetic, because she had some rather horrible dreams. In that moment she noticed that Jeb was there too and suddenly she had a rather horrible mental image of the two of them. "Hi... Jeb, long time.. no see.."

It was at that moment that the door was almost bowled over as Johnson entered the room with his gun held up. "Hey Johnson.." DG offered as she waved pathetically.

[guard_of_az]

The sounds of screams from Azkadellia's bedroom spurred Johnson immediately into action. Throwing his shoulder into the locked door, he had his gun out and was ready to shoot any possible threat to his Princess.

Instead he found Princess DG standing nude by the remains of the door, holding what looked like Captain Cain's gun. And to his left was the elder Princess, holding a sheet to her chest and hair in disarray. Beside her in bed was the Cain whelp, just as naked as his bedmate from what Johnson could see.

With a groan, he shucked off his shirt and wrapped it around the younger Gale, taking the gun away from her in the same fluid movement.

[az_of_the_oz]

A relieved breath escaped her, as she sat her cheek to rest back on his chest. "It's okay Jeb, it isn't something I'd ever talked about before. And with you...it...I just...it felt right to tell you about everything

[spiffeh_jeb]

The smile resurfaced on his lips as he played with the tips of her hair, where he could reach it. It might be a hard topic, but he tried to understand, and the fact that she thought it'd felt right left Jeb with a warm feeling inside

[az_of_the_oz]

She was beginning to think that Jeb had a fixation on her hair. His hands were always buried in the waist length locks, fingers stroking the inky strands. It always made her feel like she was being petted, and loved. Or at least as if she was deeply wanted.

Their kiss had only lasted a few moments, but Az felt like so much had passed through the short space of time.

Eyes wide, Az listened silently to his story. Her hand returned back to the scar he told the origin of, smoothing over the long healed wound. Stilling for a second when he mentioned the Longcoats. Of course he'd have scars from annuals of fighting. No one came out unscathed from her reign. Either mental or physical