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05/01/2016 

First night of the Ball (Ba'al and Shee's play)
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Ba'al:
Every Samhain the veil between realms thins, and the world of the fae blends with the world of the humans for a single night. Every year there was a ball to celebrate. Seven nights for seven Kingdoms. Each year it was held in a different elemental Kingdom, the fifth year in the Capitol Kingdom. This year was the fifth year, and the first night was themed with the Dark Kingdom. A completely black suit lay out beside a black dress. Matching masks set between them.


 
Fingertips traced along the fabric of the dress, letting it run through His fingers as He let his mind wander. He wanted nothing more than to be with his wife, and dance with her all night long. That wasn't possible though. They couldn't just forget and be happy for the night. The door opened, and a servant came in behind Aidan. The King didn't even look up as His Vakha spoke.
"The Embassy is ready for You. Did you pack all of the clothes You wanted for the Week?" his eyes closed and he nodded. With a wave of His hand He dismissed the servant with the clothes for the night.
 "You're staying with your Son to assist?" Aidan nodded in response.
 "I have a dress set aside for Melodie as well if She changes Her mind. Just as I'm sure the Queen will." not another word was spoken, only a raised hand of dismissal. Aidan nodded, and left the room. The King cleared his desk with one sweep of his arm, and a frustrated cry. Moving quickly towards the bookshelf, He yanked the books violently from their place on the shelf, and threw them all into a pile behind Him. How dare He hope, or dream of the life that He had been planning. Ripping the back panel of the shelf off, He reached into the hidden compartment to pull out the tiny box He'd wrapped in black paper. He was a pathetically hopeful man. No matter what, He would cling to the possibility of the normal life that had always been just out of His reach.
 Sifting Home, He placed the box on the Kitchen table. A note he had written was placed beneath it.
To the most beautiful Queen
 I have always wondered why out of everyone, You chose me. I am not as special as You seem to think I am. I am an undeserving asshole.
 I must attend the ball in the capital tonight, and I have set up a dress for You should You choose to attend. In the box are the very special gifts I had made for our babies. My love for them is growing close to my love for you. No one else could ever compare to You. You are truly my one and only.
Mon Roi.
 With the note, and gift placed, he returned to the homeworld and the Embassy before curling up in the bed under the massive amount of pillows and blankets to sleep. He dreamt of a night just dancing and holding her. He pictured that smile He was beginning to fear He would never see again. That sparkle in Her eyes when she looked at him that never once failed to cause his heart to race. She was so much more to him than she would ever realize.
Shee:
 She had left the house not being able to stand being there alone. She needed a distraction to keep her mind off of the terrible fight between her husband and her. Having decided to go for a long walk to try and clear her head, though it ceased to help. All she thought of was him and her heart broke more. After hours of wandering about she returned home, she wasn't feeling so good, the walk had put a strain on her. She went to their room walking in and the tears started to fall once again. Picking out a comfortable dress, she went off to shower, hoping that it would help to relax her some. Afterwards she dressed going down to the kitchen, to grab some fruit, it had been days since she had eaten anything. She took the small bowl to the table to find his note, reading it the tears came once more. Picking up the box she held it to her and wept fully, her body shook with the force of it. She didn't know what to do, she knew she could not live without him.
 Calming herself the best she could, then she sifted to him, sitting on the edge of the bed not daring to disturb him. He was the most handsome man she ever laid eyes on, she didn't understand him, how could he not see why she had chosen him. She had loved being with him, how sweet and thoughtful he could be, his odd sense of humor that matched hers. He was all she had ever wanted from the moment they met, why couldn't he see this. She had fucked things up between them with her stupidity, why did he want her, none of it made sense when she knew she had hurt him so many times. She wanted to reach out and touch him, the need so overwhelming, but she dared not. Laying down to be near him, even though she dared not get too close. Quietly she cried herself to sleep, unsure of the future, her dreams of him and how he swept her up into his arms holding her close, that smile of his that lit up his entire face, how she longed for that.

Ba'al:
Sensing Her close, He stirred in His sleep. It wasn't until she was beside him that He moved, reaching a single arm out to pull her under the covers with Him. His head rested on her chest, hand on Her stomach. Not a single word needed spoken. All He wanted and needed was Her. Nothing else could bring him the peace of mind that The sound of her heartbeat brought. His eyes remained closed, but He was still awake.

Shee:
*she moved in close to him stirring from her sleep. She hugged him close, her fingers brushing through his hair. How she loved him so, being close to him was all she had been wanting for, she was lost without him. Life didn't matter to her if he wasn't in it with her.*

Ba'al:
*He purred at Her gentle touch.* I'm Happy You came. *he whispered the words softly without moving.* Never be afraid to just hold onto Me though. Your touch is always welcome no matter what.


Shee:
I could never stay away from You...*she leaned up kissing him softly*... I love you, by your side is where I belong. Just didn't want to disturb you before.

Ba'al:
*He returned the kiss, holding Her close.* You're more than welcome to disturb me anytime You like. *He smiled to Her before looking up Around the Room.* We should start getting ready soon. It's about to start.

Shee:
*she had forgotten about the ball, but she nodded knowing he needed to attend.*.... Okay, we can do that whenever your ready.

Ba'al:
*he cupped her face, and Kissed Her. It was a deep, meaningful kiss with everything He felt put into it. He let the Kiss Linger before sitting up and heading to the Closet.* Tonight should be an easy theme for us. *He glanced over His shoulder at Her with a playful Smirk.* Darkness.

Shee:
*She returned the kiss more than willingly, pressing herself as close as she could to him, giving him one last soft kiss when his lips lingered against hers. She groaned softly when he moved away from her watching move across the room.  A soft smile curved her lips hearing.*...Darkness...yes, we should be very good at that.

Ba'al:
*grabbing the masks He'd had sent for the night, He returned to the bed, and handed hers to her. Sitting on the edge of the bed, He put His own mask on.* they'll do the opening greeting, make whatever announcement they want, and then we can sneak off together in the gardens like last year. *He smiled, and ran the back of His hand along the side of Her face lovingly.* There's a room full of dresses for you to choose from in the closet. *he nodded his head in the direction of the closet before leaning down to kiss her, and whisper against her lips.* don't wear anything underneath.

Shee:
*She looked at the mask he had handed her, it was beautiful. He always picked the most wonderful things. She smiled up at him when he touched her cheek, slipping the mask on him for inspection after the soft kiss.*.... I will make sure not to wear a single thing that will get in the way. ... So do you like? ... *she asked raising her face up so he could inspect, her mind wandering off wondering what dresses he could have chosen that he would have waiting for her to look through, and the thought of sneaking off with him like that had the year before. That very thought sent a chill of excitement coursing through her.*

Ba'al:
*He smiled at the sight of Her in the mask. It enhanced Her eyes.* breaktaking.. *He whispered softly with a smile. He kissed her softly before heading towards His own clothes.* I'll make sure Mine don't get in the way either.

Shee:
*She smiled more getting up chuckling as she went to see what he had chosen for her.*...You mean your going to go naked? I don't think that will go over very well my love. ...*she laughed more stepping into the closet her eyes widening at the selection to choose from. She became very quiet standing there.*

Ba'al:
Commando not naked. *He smirked, pulling off His clothes, and grabbing the fresh clothes. Black pants, a longsleeved black button up shirt. He looked over his shoulder. Towards the closet as He put the shirt on. Moving towards the door, He watched Her as He buttoned it.* You like them?

Shee:
*Hearing him she smiled. Then jumped startled by him speaking so close behind her. She turned her head to look at him, her breath catching at how handsome he looked.*.... Yes, I like them very much, but I don't know which one to choose, they are all so beautiful. When did you find the time to choose them?

Ba'al:
*His arms wrapped around her waste from behind and smiled.* Gave your measurements to the best dressmakers in the Kingdom. *He kissed along Her jaw.* some altered dresses they already had. Others made them to my ideas.

Shee:
*She cuddled back against him, her arms crossing over his as she turned her head to capture his lips in a soft kiss.*...It may be me going naked tonight because I truly can not choose. Choose for me my love, I only want to please you anyways, no one else matters, only what you think.

Ba'al:
*he returned the kiss, smiling against her lips.* I do like the thought of You naked.... *He looked up to the dresses, and moved to her side. Taking Her hand in His, He lead Her into the closet. Stopping at the section of Blacks, He looked them over.* Do You prefer velvet or Silk? Or.... *He reached for a dress He′d liked when showed before. It had a velvet top, would be tight on Her breasts, but loose silk the rest of the way down. It flowed with strips of black velvet, Silk, and lace along the back.* how about both? *There were no sleeves or straps for the dress, only a pair of long lace gloves.*

Shee:
*She smiled more*... Both will work, and I love the dress, It's beautiful. It is what I will wear for you my love! I only want to please you tonight, make our appearance, and then have you take me in the garden again, relive our fondest memories!

Ba'al:
*He moved towards her, jade eyes set as He wrapped his arm around her waist.* I can hardly wait My love. *He whispered the word softly before kissing her deeply. He let the kiss linger a moment before pulling back to finish buttoning his shirt.*

Shee:
*She loved how he pulled her in close kissing her, her body fully against his before he released her to finish what he was doing. She took the dress, flashing him a smile before moving from the closet to dress. She stepped into the massive bathroom to quickly shower, then slipping into the dress, calling him in to help her with the leather string in the back for the corset.*

Ba'al:
*While she cleaned up and dressed, he finished dressing himself. A long black velvet jacket with silk lining went down to his knees, and was buttoned from the waist up. His hair was long today, pulled back with a black ribbon. Black gloves and boots completed the outfit. Just as He finished dressing, He heard Her call for Him. He smiled at the sight of her, gripping the corset strings and checking their place before pulling.* How tight Love?

Shee:
*She saw him move into the bathroom behind her, she smiled admiring how handsome he looked. He was such a vision, so dashing, enchanting. Her voice was soft as she spoke*...Tight enough but enough that I can breathe, please!...*she flashed him a smile as she adjusted her boobs in the corset, then slipped each glove on slowly, thinking of how it would feel touching him, the one sensation held back, but the thought excited her.*

Ba'al:
*He watched her through the mirror, and gripped the strings.* Ready? *He waited until She was ready, and tugged, making sure that She would still be able to breathe before tying it.* how's that Baby?

Shee:
Yes, perfect...*she purred turning to him, sliding her gloved dainty hands up along his chest to slip about his neck drawing him to her for a deep passionate kiss, slowly licking his lips afterwards whispering against them heatedly*... I am more than ready Mon Roi!...*She moved her right hand from his neck, grasping his wrist, tugging her dress up, to move it between her legs to give him a feel of how ready she was.*

Ba'al:
*Grinning into the kiss, He moved close against Her. His fingers teased her as She moved His hand under the dress. His thumb brushed lightly against Her clit. His hips rolled against Her to show Her how ready He was for Her.* We might have tiime for a quick round. *He moved to urge her against the counter.*

Shee:
*She moved back, hiking the lace and silk from the bottom of her dress out of the way. Her ass hitting the counter scooting up just enough to wrap her leg about his waist. His hunger matched her own, she would never get enough of him.  She lived to feel him, all of him, deep inside of her. He was her reason for living.*

Ba'al:
*Unfastening His pants as she moved onto the counter, He guided himself into her while wrapping Her legs around Him. His movements were slow at first, but quickly picking up. He needed her, He would always need her.*

Shee:
*She gasped in pleasure of the feel of him moving into him. She leaned back, her hand bracing the counter her full breasts nearly popping out of the velvet corset, nipples brushing the edge. She kept her head forward watching him, her other hand secured on the back of his neck, legs wrapped around his waist, one slipping down to curl about his thigh, drawing him in harder, her need rising , she needed him, this, all that they were was in this moment in time. he drove her wild, her own personal addiction. She could never do without him, ever, he rocked her entire wold.*

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