The Amazon Killer (Nerine)

[Mordred]

The killing of the Amazon warrior had left most of the tribe flustered and uncertain. They had a definitely been tense lately because they had begun realizing that there was killer in their midst. Meanwhile, he was quite enjoying the attention he was receiving from Nerine and they spent a lot of time together. He had fallen in love that first day and he was growing more fond of her and everything she was ever since the first day they met. There was also talk of two men washing up on the shore and the Amazons wanted those two men for slavery.

They were talking of attacking the beach in order to attain these two men and were considering taking Mordred along. If only they knew. Once again evening had come and Mordred had finished skinning fish. The sun was setting soon and six thirty pm meant that he could go see his princess. Walking across the camp he slipped eagerly into her hut, a fish he'd caught in hand and ready to cook it with her. He found she wasn't there yet so he began a fire an set to work on preparing dinner for her.

The mere fact that he would see her soon made his heart skip a little beat.

[Nerine]

Sighing as she returned to the Village after her scouting of the Beach about the two men, Nerine dropped off some of her gear to the Weapons holder of the Village before she heard of the new Captive. A female and it seemed like she was a magic wielder but Viateita was wisely cautious so wished for her to be tended carefully. In her small amount of wisdom, Nerine suggested about speaking with Mordred about this new Captive which Viateita agreed to.

Rubbing the back of her neck, Nerine slowly stepped into her tent until she saw Mordred and the tired frown switched around to a smile as she hugged Mordred from behind, raking her nails down his chest. "Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes tonight, my love?" She purred lightly as she pressed herself against his back and placing a kiss in the hollow of his neck. "Sorry I'm a little late.... Viateita wanted to speak with me about something."

[Mordred]

Mordred listened to the footsteps closing in on the tent turning his eyes to the footsteps and the wall of the tent between him and the footsteps. Under his breath, he whispered something and as the tent wall vanished for him to see through it, he noted it was his precious lover. She seemed troubled though. His white eyes returned back to the fire and the fish he was making. He didn't want to scare her if she did happen to see him with strange eyes or a strange look on his face. That was the last thing he wanted, for Nerine to fear him.

He poked at the fish for a moment or two then smiled softly when he heard the tent flap open then soon after that, her arms wrapped around his. He gasped and closed his eyes at the way her nails raked down his chest. It sent delicious shivers up and down his spine.
"This is the way of an addiction is it not?"
He purred back at her compliment then took one of her hands and pressed it to his lips kissing into her palm.

He tilted his head at the kiss against his neck and slowly pulled back a little to look at her over his shoulder leaning in to kiss her deeply. Once he broke the kiss he stroked his nose across hers before whispering against her lips his blue eyes locked on her silvery ones.
"What did she want to speak to you about? Those men? They want me to go out and hunt them down..."
Mordred mentioned.

He wanted to know everything about this place. He needed to be prepared for whatever came his way and he needed to be careful.

[Nerine]

Chuckling richly at his reaction to her nails, Nerine smiled as Mordred kissed her hand with his reply. "Then you are one addiction that I want to keep to myself..... No one else is going to be having you, my magical lover." She stated with a slightly husky voice, her tone completely serious whilst holding her usual loving warmth and compassion that she had for Mordred.

When Mordred twisted his head around to the side as she kissed his neck, Nerine pressed herself more to the same side before their lips joined in a deep manner and a longing moan escaped her throat as she attacked his lips hungrily. When he pulled away, an unhappy sigh left her nostrils before Nerine listened to Mordred. "No... But I will be taking to the water that day in case they escape.... Unless they believe me to be with child, then I will be here whilst you go and have some fun tricking the Amazons...." She replied before answering his question, "A woman appeared in one of the cells, and it appears that she is a magic wielder too... I did not mention that you were one but I advised that as a fellow 'Slave', you would put her in her place and make her 'comply' with the rule of the Amazons..." She stated as she pushed herself into Mordred.

She missed his touch during the day so she always looked forward to their nights together, even if the Amazons didn't exactly like the idea.