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A green haze surrounded Gemina, along with the wailing of a baby. Upon closer inspection, this baby had tiny wings on his delicate back, and tiny protrusions of horns on his head. He held a gaze similar to his fae father, the high cheekbones and arch of his eyebrows. When seeing Gemina, the babe raised his needy hands and babbled happily.
Her head had lifted from the back of the chair she was resting in, unsure when or how long she'd been asleep for when the odd haze had seemingly stirred her. Gemina blinked several times as the noise rang in her ears, but it took her a few more to register that what she was looking at was a smiling child sitting at her feet.
Immediately a swell filled her chest as she moved to the edge of the chair and peered down, offering her finger carefully out. Whatever momentary confusion she felt attempting to peer past the haze that had swallowed her was disopatted as soon as she felt those tiny hands wrap around her finger.
The swell burst into pure warmth and without thinking she reached down for the baby, pulling him into her arms where she cradled his impossibly light frame in her arms as he reached to play with the loose strands of hair that hung at the either side of her face.
He looked so much like Maverick. He looked-.. So much like her.
Her son.
Gemina nuzzled into the baby's cheek, purring loudly as the child continued to babble and tug at her white hair. In that moment she felt peace, she felt complete, and she felt-
Suddenly, a loud bang came from beyond the haze and the green disopatted. When she jerked her head up to look she could see her doorway, able to hear someone picking up the remnants of something they dropped. Once she was certain there was no harm she turned her head to look back down at the baby she'd cradled so tightly in her startle, only to see she was holding empty air.
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"Lady Gemina, do I have any reason to consider you may not have been entirely human?"
"Well, I must have been human, mustn't I?"
There is a short pause after she said it, her confidence visibly slipping away as she question now lingered. "I-.. Yes, I must have been human, otherwise I couldn't be a vampire. That's-.. That's where they come from, isn't it? Humans must be turned?"
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"Just like that! Please, my love, don't stop!"
Her heels practically dug into his lower back as he thrust down into her, burying and grinding his full length into her body. Gemina's own gasps and whimpers mingled in with his own that echoed directly into her ear; surely someone -- anyone really -- would be able to hear the couple were they to enter the hall just outside of their private chamber.
That was hardly a concern though.
Not as she felt his body tightening further, the rhythm of his thrusts growing more desperate and needy as they both chased the glorious high. Gemina clung to his shoulders, holding his weight on top of her while her nails scratched against his skin and scales.
"Cum in me, Maverick." She whispered breathlessly between her starstruck gasps. "I want to feel your cock twitch inside of me as you stuff me with your cum, I need to be filled." One particularly harsh thrust broke her whispers as she cried out, clinging harder to his shoulders while her toes curled and thighs practically gripped at his waist. "Gods, I just want to be bred by you! Please, please breed me! I'm yours, all yours, mark me and claim me!"
#darkhearthorns#c; Gemina#v; Niffier#NSFT#/...i just realized that gif is the PERFECT position for her to drain him in another way-- >: )
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"Your Majesty, I apologize for interrupting your personal time, but there is a man here with soldiers requesting your presence. He claims to be a royal diplomat from Helgrahd. He and his caravan were insistent."
Waiting in the grand hall were 5 soldiers in a circular formation around a single man. Each carefree step he took to examine the strange decor and beauty of the palace he'd found himself within was matched by the heavy sound of their footsteps in unison; eerily never out of time. If they were annoyed by his insistence on moving about, no one would be able to tell as their faces were hidden behind hanging black veils. that obscured their features entirely.
When the doors finally opened to the hall and he turned his attention to those who entered, the stranger's expression lit up with a vibrant smile that displayed the sharpness of his teeth immediately. "Ah!" He exclaimed with an opening of his arms and a deep bow, white-blonde hair immediately falling down around his face that he had to push back once he stood upright again. "My deepest condolences for bothering you so late into your evening, Your Royal Highness, but I thought it fitting we meet now rather than wait any longer. I am Nikolai Volarious, the firstborn son of the reigning House Volarious, Crowned Prince of the Helgrahd throne. My absolute pleasure to be the one to finally break the Milennia long silence between our kingdoms."
Nikolai extended his black-gloved hand out to Maverick. His smile never once faltered, but it didn't quite reach into his eyes. There was darkness there, lingering -- hungry -- as he stared unblinkingly at the Fae Prince. "Hopefully as inconvenient as this first meeting is, I hope we may make the most of it and blossom a beautiful unity."
#darkhearthorns#c; Nikolai#v; Niffier#/god niki youre so annoying you sound like a sleezeball lmao#/he is definitely shifted to look more human the same way Mina does. Doesnt wanna scare anyone this early on#/im curious if Maverick will notice any similarities tho ehehe >:3
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Story time...
Since the dawn of man they have heralded the sun as their savior and shielded themselves from the abysmal dark with its warm light. Yet as there is one, there must always be the other. Each predator will always fall as someone else's prey, by circumstance or natural order, and man was no different. They were right to fear the dark for it was there that the universe placed their greatest threats; chief among them were what man called "Vampire".
But where did the vampire come from?
The answer, my friend, comes from a story older than man himself. The parents of vampires, beings caught in the between, call themselves Niffier. Resting somewhere between living and dead, man and beast. Some might even consider them demonic in nature, but the reality is that the Niffier are beings all their own. They reside in their own realm and if legend is to be believed you can find the doors yourself on moonless nights in the thickest fog.
I wouldn't recommend seeking out their land though. They are the origins of vampires, after all.
#v; Niffier#;Niffier Lore#hi im developing a new verse for Mina because i can and im in love with it
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"Careful, Councilman. Maverick might take it personally if he hears you talking about him like that."
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"I am the cruelest man you will ever meet, but, I will make you feel so good, you will not care."
It was amusing how correct the statement was. Gemina had come to confuse his cruelty with pleasure, looking forward to the temporary bruises he left in her flesh -- almost mourning that they were not there longer. She wanted him to brand her so desperately, to be able to show the depths of his depravity like a point of pride. Even the sharpness of his tongue, whipping across her, brought with it a pleasant sting that he soothed his gentle kisses later in the evening.
How had she ever lived such a boring life before him? Beneath - beside him - she had flourished into her true self, allowed to explore her own hunger and cruelty. Why she had ever fought such a beautiful awakening she could never understand.
Without a word she reached forward, cupping his chin in her fingers as she leaned forward -- though not close enough to kiss.
"You are wrong, Your Majesty.." Gemina hummed quietly. "I would care.. I would worship your cruelty for the bounty of pleasure it brings.. Just as those who pray for rain, I pray for your hands upon me however your mood decides."
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@darkhearthorns | (A New Friend)
"Your Majesty, Miss Gemina has brought an animal into the palace and refuses to put it back outside."
That was what the pixie had said after meeting Maverick between his formal business. She said nothing more, but her pained expression should have been all that needed to be said.
On one of her nightly walks along the edges of palace grounds she'd stumbled across the odd little creature fumbling about in a bush. Startled at first, Gemina wound up crouching beside it and making soft little noises to entice it over to her. It bit her fingers a few time before settling down in her lap, staring up with giant yellow eyes and a large beaked mouth that seemed to open nearly as wide as its head was round.
After some time letting it chase her fingers around in the soft grass, Gemina did try to leave. Credit had to be given to her there, she hadn't originally intended on carrying the large bird-cat-thing she'd found inside with her, but it had chased her. Chirping and thumping while crashing into her legs ever so playfully.
How was she to resist?
So that brought her to where she was, sitting on the floor of Maverick's chambers with pieces of small meat that she was tossing at the curious little thing. Her delighted giggles were endless as it stumbled over itself to try and catch the bits of food. "Awe you're such a dumb little thing, aren't you?" Gemina teased lovingly while dangling a bit for it to bite at before it purred in appreciation once it was dropped into its mouth.
#c; Gemina#v; Niffier#darkhearthorns#/surely mavie you'll let her keep her new friend... not even you can be THAT cruel--#/the real question is wether or not what she brought into the house is considered dangerous or a pest xD
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"Foolish vampire- why did you not leave the dragon's grasp? Do you not realize what is coming?"
"Him, most likely."
After clearing her throat she raised her voice back up from a whisper, speaking clearly and concisely. "The Prince has already explained his desire for having me here. Whatever he chooses to do with his granted privileges of my company is hardly my business, but I do know that he's learned that should he want that company he must keep me happy and comfortable."
Gemina paused, tilting her head slightly while staring down her nose.
"I am curious though, little shadow, why you feel comfortable speaking to me this way. Maverick and his influence aside, I would not be so bold as to disrespect me. Even in rags, I am above you."
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All was quiet in the private halls he'd managed to sneak himself into. It was no easy task slipping past all of the Fae royals guards, harder yet to remain undetected in such an unfamiliar place, but Nikolai was determined -- and skilled. He'd been there for several days already, partaking in what little exchanges he could with Prince Maverick and members of his council, but what he desired to know required more than what he was being allowed to see.
He scoured open doors, relying on his hearing and sense of smell to detect when someone was near, and even found himself ducking into closets to avoid the stray servants and guards that roamed through the halls with him.
It was that very course of action that saw him silently open an external door and step out, holding the door steady just before it shut as a guard moved down the hall. Immediately the overwhelming scent of flowers and dirt flooded his senses, their bright colors catching his attention from the corner of his eye, but there was something else that made his hair stand on end.
Suddenly spinning around he found himself staring across at a woman almost his height, a basket of flowers on one arm and the other visibly tensed at her side. Immediately Nikolai breathed out a nervous sigh, his charming smile pulling at the corners of his lips as his hands moved in front of himself. There was something familiar about the woman that he couldn't quite place, but perhaps that was simply that she wasn't visibly fae. Too tall and wingless, to sharp and simultaneously plain.
No, she looked like his sister. Though he knew and had known that her essence was long in the void, swallowed by the eternal dark.
"Madame, my sincerest apologies, I-.. I appear to have gotten lost." He said while trying to relax himself. "Yes. It would appear you have." Gemina said sternly back to him, her grey eyes hard as she stared daggers through him. "Who are you?"
Nikolai huffed and shrugged, starting to slowly approach her to offer his hand before she took a sudden step backwards. He took note of the way her nostrils flared and the smallest noise left her throat - she was nervous. "Right, I-.. Nikolai. Prince Nikolai Demetrovich Torav Volarious. Crowned Prince of Niffelheim and heir to the Dead Throne." He rattled off his credentials in hopes it would soothe her and much to his surprise, she seemed to relax somewhat. "-And you are?"
There was a short pause as she looked him over, nostrils continuing to flair as she let his scent drift over the rest of the garden. It was familiar, but made her stomach churn in despair. "Maverick told me of your visit." She stated while slowly offering her free hand out. Before she even said her name Nikolai took notice of her nails - sharpened and curved like cats claws. Yet as she said her name, so calm and dignified, his chest seized.
"Gemina."
"Gemina?" He repeated back in a quiet whisper. Maverick had said the name when they'd first met, mentioning his special woman, and had taken it simply as a favorable sign of things to come. Yet now that he was standing in front of her, her hand clasped in his, he found himself staring at a ghost.
"Are you-.. Alright?" She questioned while starting to pull back. Nikolai let her go, but he didn't back off and give her more space. Instead he leaned in closer, peaking around her as if looking for something as she began leaning further away from him in nervous confusion.
Maverick had warned her he might be dangerous.
She was beginning to believe he was right.
Just as she opened her mouth to scream for a guard, he returned his pale grey eyes to hers and whispered quietly, "does anyone call you Minny?"
The question felt she'd been struck in the gut. It echoed in her head like a rung bell, drawing forth faces without features and voices without mouths. "No, no one calls me-.... No one calls me Minny.."
After a short pause Nikolai apologized, his chest practically burning from the manic emotions now contained within. Something inside of him was screaming that this was her. That she was alive and standing before him and that insanity was only further solidified by how shell shocked she looked at the mention of an old childhood nickname.
Why though, he wondered, would she lie? Was he wrong? Was this a horrible dream or the cruelest coincidence?
"I-.. I see. Well, Lady Gemina, it seems you're not from here.. Same as I." Nikolai commented with a nervous chuckle. "How did you come to be in the fae-realm? Do you have family?" His eyes narrowed in on her lips as she sneered at his questioning, catching the glint of sharp teeth.
"No, and quite frankly I don't believe I should be speaking to you without Maverick present." Gemina said hastily, cutting off his quiet and quick attempts to silence her as she called for a guard. Nikolai's jaw clenched; this was her. He knew it was. Even with her hair down and dirt smeared across her neck and arms, even drowned in the scent of fae-blood and strange alien plants.. It was her.
This was his sister. Somehow.
"My apologies, Lady Gemina.." He muttered as the door swung open and a guard hastily grabbed at his arm, ushering him into the hall. As soon as they were out of sight of the woman in the garden he yanked his arm away.
"Spare me your speeches and take me Prince Maverick immediately." He demanded, sharp teeth on full display.
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"Are you trying to turn our Fae prince into a vampire?"
"I'd never turn someone against their will, Shadowman."
"A Draconic Vampire Fae sounds... We shouldn't dwell on the idea too much. It'll never be."
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Suspicious Red Pixie 🧚♀️: “Perhaps our dear king has it long coming- all the pain you inflict on him is a reflection of how he hurt you. My dear guest- is this a form of revenge?”
"I do not want revenge."
There was brief hesitation in the way she said it, her eyes flickering rapidly across the pixie. "-And Maverick is your King, as he is mine, and it is unwise to wish ill upon your leader." Gemina inched forward, towering above the other creature as her smile faded. "Besides -- you know nothing of what has happened between the King and I. Do you think I would be here were it not my own will?"
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”Those wings of King Maverick’s look pretty sensitive. Try biting there…”
"No, I wouldn't-.."
Her head tilted as the thought lingered in her mind. She had seen his reactions to things touching those joints, the way he folded them so tenderly when he moved. Slowly, her eyes drifted towards the sound of Maverick's voice just down the hallway.
"No, I wouldn't want to risk hurting him." Gemina finished her original statement despite how tantalizing the idea was. She could already imagine the way he would whimper, his wings flexing against her as she held him in place in her lap, one strong clawed hand bracing against his chest to keep him there.
Gods how she adored the way he breathed when her teeth sunk into his flesh, would it truly be so different or more painful were she to bite there? Would it even bleed properly?
No, no she shouldn't, she shouldn't be so attracted to the idea of it, and yet...
"Run, Pixie. Do not tempt me."
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#Anonymous#c; Gemina#v; Niffier#/i dont think ive ever said it out loud#but ty for giving me the opportunity to write Mina's darker side and urges >:3#<3
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"You're being kept prisoner in Maverick's home, I hope you know that."
"I am?"
"If that's the case he's done a terrible job at making me feel like a prisoner. All the books, clothes, meals, and time we've spent together enjoying each others company? I imagine I could ask him to take me back to the portal whenever I pleased and he would."
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#Anonymous#c; Gemina#v; Niffier#v; Royal#/ah yes.. enjoying each others company#/thats what youve been doing behind closed doors
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"You know, Maverick kind of really liked it when you pricked your hand with the thorns. Looked like a turn on... Doesn't that bother you the slightest?"
"Oh. Well, I suppose I hadn't noticed that reaction, but I-.. Wouldn't be surprised or troubled. Everyone has their kinks, don't they? I happen to like a few cuts and scratches here and there on a partner, I'm sure Maverick is the same."
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#Anonymous#c; Gemina#v; Niffier#darkhearthorns#/oh mina honey youre about to develop a pain kink babe and its 100% his fault
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