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Wald would squeeze the smaller body tight for a moment, constricting their breath for a few moments. As they felt the smaller hands try and hold onto something. Getting a hold of Wald's arm as the only thing that could be reached. The man would begin to shift around slowly, unwrapping from Sybil's body, as he changed positions on the bed.

Slowly Sybil would be laying atop of Wald's chest, as his arms wrapped around them. Hands placed on the back of their thighs, as the man looked into their emerald eyes with his blue. Slowly his hands would move up the small body, as they pulled up the back of Sybil's shirt. Allowing the large hands to rub the soft skin softly with his rougher hands. The man's fingers would curl on the soft flesh of the barmaid's back, nails would sink in slowly as the hands would push the small figure up.

The fingers pressed hard against tender flesh, leaving blackened bruises where they pressed. Though as they did, Wald had began to lock lips with the barmaid. Holding them close as they did so, slowly releasing the fingers after leaving ten marks across Sybil's back. A hand moving up the other down, holding onto the student's rear and back of the head alike. Before moving his face away only to put his forehead on theirs. A smile would crease across the large man, as he spoke in a soft voice to make the barmaid listen closely. "You are mine now." He spoke this without hesitation, as he began to squeeze the student close once again. Constricting breath so they could not speak a refusal to the statement.
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Pressed against Wald, Sybil was finding it... Comfortable. But almost as though in an excess display of power and authority, Wald began to move Sybil, showing them that their positioning on his body was frankly determined by him, and no one else. But rather than be placed someone more restrictive, they were pulled into a position where their back was facing the air, and lying on top of the larger male. Their eyes blinked, as though confused, but then... Things started to make sense, as he pulled his face closer to theirs.

Sybil's lips parted obediently.

Their toes curled, as they felt the pressure on their back increase. Their eyes widened, briefly, but beneath the melting sensation of the kiss, they couldn't allow shock to take control. Wald was in control, rather than their own body and mind. Their own tongue didn't really stand a chance at anything more than caressing Wald's far larger one. Their head tilted to the side, as they gasped out, into Wald's mouth. The swimming sensation forming in their mind was becoming more and more potent, covering their flesh in a layer of what felt to be fog, their senses distorting.

Sybil's back was marked. Their body quivered and shuddered while being held in Wald's grasp. The stinging sensation down their spine was... Intoxicating. And paired with what Wald had said.. The mark all but burned.

Unable to speak, only to make shuddering breaths, their lips linger against the side of the man's mouth in a show of... Agreement. Something instinctual denied them the chance to decline, or put up a fuss. This was... The side of Sybil they didn't get to show often. But now? They were being allowed to live freely-- In captivity.
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"No mass graves."

-Vri 720, scolding Sybil for disposing of necromancers.

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Wald's grip would tighten just slightly more, just before slowly releasing allowing for Sybil to breath once again. Large hands slowly moved up to the barmaid's neck, softly playing with the necklace that hung around it. The man began taking it off the small neck, as he put it to the side of the bed. "That is the wrong collar for you." Wald would leave the neck bare, as his mark was already placed upon their soft flesh.

The hand continued to move up, Wald's fingers would move through raven hair. Undoing whatever was in his way, allowing the hair to move freely down. Though that was just for a moment, as it was taken into his palm. Pulling back on the hair, forcing the head to move and chin to go up. The large man moved down, placing soft pecks on the outstretched neck moving up to the cheek. Slowly Wald would release his grasp, allowing for the locks of black hair to fall slowly across Sybil's back.

The large man began turning in the bed once more, placing his body atop that of the fragile barmaid. The sturdy body pressing against the delicate back of Sybil, pushing their chest against the bed. There seemed to be no restraint on this, as both the man's hands held the barmaid's hands. The only thing stopping his full weight was a soft pressing of his legs on the bed. "Your Inn has such soft beds." The man spoke softly, as his index fingers rubbed against Sybil's palms.
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Goosebumps rose on Sybil's flesh as Wald exposed their neck. Swallowing hard, they couldn't help but shudder. Despite it being such a simple action, they could not help but feel as though he stripped off an entire piece of clothing in one fell swoop. A stammering breath left Sybil's lips, all but condensating their breath against the air. Then... Wald's lips were pressed against their neck. Hardly chaste, hardly restrained.

Feeling the sandpapery texture of stubble and facial hair against their neck, they couldn't help but attempt to shrink away-- An action that was denied, as Wald traveled up Sybil's neck, his hands, briefly, tightening against their scalp, fingers wrapped in silky black hair. Their struggling breath was caught in the back of their throat, come out as a stammering gasp. A casual display of power. Their body shuddered, as he reached just beneath the jawline.

A low sheen of sweat beaded on their skin, as he adjusted himself to lay on them, as though they were some addition to the bed itself. The comment made them bite down on their bottom lip, as they allowed it to sink in. They were... Owned. And the casual comments spoke so much power behind them that they just felt... It was hard to describe. Their palms began to sweat, as they interlaced their fingers with Wald's.

His weight was immense, nearly crushing them. Not putting down enough to hurt them, but just enough that he had control over the pace of their breathing. The man's larger heart was palpable against their smaller form. It was... Bliss.

From this distance, Wald could smell their hair properly. It was spiced with a sugary scent, like cinnamon. Yet... There was that slightly familiar scent of apples remaining the dominant body of the scent itself.

And a hint of something else... Something... More familiar, to his waking mind. To his Mark. Prey, perhaps? But with a different sort of association.
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-Vri 720, scolding Sybil for disposing of necromancers.

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Wald took deep breaths, allowing the scent of the barmaid to fill him. He slowly allowed the different scents to go through his mind, relaxing him slipping down slightly. The smell of spices and apples seemed to dominate the air. Though something else seemed to break through to Wald's sense of smell. Cold roses seemed to permeate through the air. The smell made the large man's mouth water for a moment, as an audible swallow could be heard behind Sybil's head.

Moving the hands to the shoulders of Sybil, they pulled to clear away the collar bone from small bits of cloth. The smell of the roses seemed to put Wald into a kind of daze, his body felt different even though it had not changed. An itch seemed to resonate through his body. Hands slowly moving away to hold the barmaid still, as hot breath would brush against their neck and shoulder.

Teeth soon began to sink into the shoulder of Sybil, as a wave of emotion scattered Wald's mind for a moment. Fingers gripping tight on the small body, as his teeth dug into it. It was not a meal, it was something else. A shock of emotion went through his brain stem, as the dream would stop suddenly.

Wald would awaken from his dream, breathing heavily the smell of rose still in the air. It was something he could not escape anymore, but now his teeth seemed to itch as they wanted to bite into something. His body would slowly relax, as he found a bone to gnaw on to get rid of the desire.
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Sybil's eyes opened.

Pulling forward out of the bed, they glanced downwards, staring down onto the bed's sheets. They were sat up, and just sitting there for a bit. Ever since they got dreamwalking, remembering dreams would become more and more vivid. They became like... Memories that could be accessed, as their understanding of emea only deepened. Eyes closing as they take a breath, they shook their head.

Their body was cold. They were violently aware that they were, in fact, alone in the world for now. Gathering up the blankets to their body, they began to think about the blessings and the curses of dreams. They could clearly remember everything they did. They could manipulate the fabrics of their own little world. But every nightmare became something that was distinct and violent. Every uncomfortable aspect of their mind was on display.

And worse, came the realization that others could just easily manipulate such a thing. Watch it like some sort of moving tapestry.

Sybil's hands grasped for the bear pelt that was prepared for them by Wald. Pulling it close to their body, they, for once, had to bundle up with both it and another blanket. Nestling back into bed, they let out a soft sigh. What was going on in their chest was a mixture of stabbing, existential pain, and a soothed blessing bestowed upon their mind by the reverie.

And silently, they used the last break they had before they had to attend classes for sleep. But this time... There were no dreams.
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-Vri 720, scolding Sybil for disposing of necromancers.

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Excessive cuddling, indeed! I enjoyed the premise of Sybil as a sassy wench and Wald being a frisky "drunk", lol. Very low fantasy and fun. I appreciated that Sybil's dreamwalking was taken into account with recollection of their dreams.

And hmm.... that scent of roses.....

Good job the both of you and enjoy your rewards!

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