Time: very late at night
Location: AmKelosh: Kayos' bed chambers
Master Kayos has had a long and hard day. There is so much to do in order to prepare such a large empire for war against the armies of gods. He has just retired to his chambers and is slightly annoyed that there are so few hours left of the night. It will most likely be another long day tomorrow. His Amazons have just finished undressing him and he now sits on the edge of his bed in a pair of white cotton pants. Some might find it an odd color or fabric on him, but it's what he wears the most often. He can dress up all fancy for events at court, but ne prefers white cotton. One of the Amazons is massaging his shoulders, but she's doing it more for herself than for him. He can't feel it. He doesn't feel pain at all, including tension of muscles. Though he does like a soft touch.
Synderix Slenders limbs caress one another as tightly do they intercurl, her thoughts varied from thing to thing as no emotion plagued the features of her face.. Her steps took lightly to the ground they placed themselves 'pon for barely a sound would leave their invisible impressions.. Strands of ebony tainted hair fell across the porcelain flesh of the face as she came to about to cross Kayos' room..
Master Kayos looks up, hearing, sensening, and smelling Synderix. The Amazons don't notice Syn's apraoch. They are only humans. They are evolved humans, bred by Kayos himself, but humans none the less. They lack his hightened senses. One of the Amazons is brushing his long red hair, it trails down his back and then around him to move across his lap then to the Amazon that holds the end in one hand and a brush in the other. When he stands his full 7 foot hieght, his hair brushes the floor. The top part of his hair is longer than most mens, but spiked so that it stands up and out a bit, but the back of it is the long part. It's been that way for 10,000 years and he hasn't thought about changing it. It's just part of him as far as he's conserned and he doesn't think it can change. No part can.
Synderix Within the depths of the chest the remnants of a broken heart wept with the memories that constantly raped them.. The burning pain continued to lash violently within her, teasing and taunting the skin to boil above them.. She could hardly stand the feelings that haunted her.. When Kayos was around they mainly numbed, but once he left the pain returned.. She wasn't thinking clearly as eyelids rolled down to drape over the sets of orbs as a mind message was developed, though the receiver to her knowledge was dead.. Master Kayos is not aware that she sends any message, but will hear about it later weather he wants to or not. Dacklyn is not pleased by the mental intrusion, and though Zelda and Kayos were able to block most of Dacklyn's old thoughts, feelings, and memories with the help of Mekehlee, there were some very strong ones too close to the surface to repress very easily. Dacklyn's once love for Synderix has turned to hate. He blames her more than Kayos ever did. Kayos biggest problem was always feeling guilty and he took that out on Synderix in the form of blame. Dacklyn on the other hand feels betrayed. Kayos raises a hand out to Synderix to welcome her to him. He wouldn't mind sleeping beside her tonight, but is too tired for more than that. "I am regretful that I have been too busy as of late."
Synderix Her attention was broken as glimpse of a hand extending towards her was caught.. She was drawn into the room by a unknown force, she moved slowly towards it as limbs untangled themselves from around one another, falling lifelessly to her sides for a moment or two before she was close enough to extend one towards him.. Digits grazed against his palm until they came to wrap around his hand, her physique coming to a halt mere inches from his..
Master Kayos has a hand so large is practily hides Syn's hand completely in his own. Kayos is a big man, and Syn is a small woman. It's an odd match. Not so odd when he's in his own human form, but then he used to be a small man. Back then humans just weren't as tall on average as they are now. "You look preocupid? Something on your mind?" The phrase about needing to get something off your chest pops into his head and he looks at hers. His eyes linger there a bit, but then trail back up toward her face. He is very tired, yet a little consern manages to creep onto his features. He's not good about thinking of others. He has others to worry over him too much, he worries over no one.
Synderix She smirked as a thought entered her mind, it was the right answer to the question he asked.. " There's always something on my mind unfortunely.. I can't even just relax really.. Every once in a while I'm able to.. Rarely.. " She felt the pains still boil within, they numbed slightly but were replaced by heavy throbbing pains occuring in her head.. She wasn't in the greatest of shapes right now, and it was apparent.. She would get over it in due time.. Could just be a sickness going around.. She didn't know..
Master Kayos motions for Synderix to sit next to him on the overly huge bed if she wishes. The sheets and blankets are all satins and silks. The Amazons just go about their nightly chores as if they didn't notice Kayos or Synderix at all. They are good about blending with the background and are easily forgotten by most. He is very tired, but helping Synderix could in turn help him. She is one of his strongest allies, and he'd like to keep her that way. "Would you care to talk about it?" He would really rather just lay down, close his eyes, and rest.
Synderix She took his offer as muscles twisted and turned struggling to move the weak and sore physique of Syn.. She managed, though, as her visage took a sit close to Kayos.. The distant look still wavers heavily over her features, unable to rid of that, though Kayos had her attention.. Her bottom lip for a brief moment in time was taken in by the set of teeth, as she went over the next pair of words she would speak.. The abyssbal orbs began to shade over with hint of the colour that lays beneath, the colour begins to dominate as she looks over towards Kayos.. " My problems are not important and you have other problems to worry about on your mind.. You don't need mine ontop of those.. I'm not worth it.. "
Master Kayos watches Syn closely, but can't help to think there is something wrong. He feels it's his right to know if there is. He really wants to sleep, but thinks to push a little more for her to open up. Things have been going well for them recently. "You insult me." It's just a small statement, with no real tone behind it. An Amazon or two looks up at the words. "I think you're worth it and I'm never wrong." The Amazons then all just go back to blending. He might be joking on some level, but he really is that arogant.
Synderix A slight smirk developed from her, though not in its usual manner as head bows lightly down.. Her eyes wavering 'pon the bed beneath them for a moment as she began to reconnect her link with Kayos.. The pains that plagued her head begin to grow, more sharp shooting streaking pains but she shows no evidence of it.. A minute passed before she was able to connect with him once again.. The matters within her mind were ones not to be spoken to the air where drifting ears could hear.. " The pressure for a heir grows by the Elders and for now I must cooperate with them.. " She paused as barriers quickly build around her words, preventing the elders from listening, even though no trace of them listening has been detected yet.. She knew they would soon try to break into her thoughts though they would not succeed.. It only took a few moments before she put the barrier up fully.. <<The plans are set and soon they will fall..The pressure for a heir grows by the Elders and for now I must cooperate with them..>>
Master Kayos quirks an eyebrow. Synderix is one of the very few he allows to send him mental messages. As an undead he can chose to ignore such things if he wished. It sounds to him like she's wanting that from him. They have spoken about it before. Understanding there is a reason she sends this conversation in mental tones instead of verbal, he moves toward the center of the bed and pulls on her hand lightly to get her to do the same. As they talk, they can look as if they are setteling in for the night. Just sitting there is too obvious. <If you are seeking an heir from me, you'll have to wait until November, or find my heart. But then that would leve me vunrable to murder. >
Synderix The distant look fades as he tugs 'pon her hand, her weight once more shifting as she follows his lead.. <I'm not seeking a heir from anyone.. I'd rather not bare one..> Her decision on the matter wavers back and forth.. She's seen what having heirs done to others and on the other hand seeing what not having one does.. <Then on the other hand.. I dont know.. > She let out a sigh, pretending it was one of release of tension.. "Kayos.. How did you feel when what we did occur..? "
Master Kayos settles down on his back and tries to get her to lay next to him, but in such a way that she'll be snuggled into him. < I sired a son once. It didn't work out so well. I'm not sure if it was my bad genes or bad parenting skills that did it. But is is folly not to declare soemone as an heir. My heirs are not of my own blood, but they are better suited to the task than my own son is. > He looks a little worried ater her verbal question. He glances around as if one of the Amazons will pipe in with the correct answer. They sometimes do in matters of sate. They are his bodyguards and advisors. He thinks that could be a trick question. "Well, how did you feel?"
Synderix She pulled her physique down, her body coming to rest slightly over his own, a limb slipping out across his chest as digits curl inwards.. <I've seen too many times that happen.. That is why i'm hesitant in baring a heir..> Her eyes shifted up towards him as the question arose outloud.. " I asked you first, dear.. " She said with a bit of a sly grin coming across her lips but quickly fading into nothing..
Master Kayos is caught a little off guard. This isn't his type of battle field. Here he is, laying on his back with nothing but a pair of pants on. The black crescent tattoo is clearly visible on his chest. One of the Amazons is leaning near him, she's on her knees on the huge bed, adjusting his hair for him so that he's not laying on it. He really is very papered for a feared conqueror. "Yes, you did, but I won't answer first." His tone is mostly flat, but a little firm. He won't fall into any feminine traps. They are cunning and wicked in such things. One reason why all his royal guards and personal bodyguards are women. They are fierce, cleaver, and vicious.
Synderix She didn't want to answer first either.. She liked to watch the first move before proceeding forward.. " Did you enjoy..? " She left a few words out of the last part of the question, leaving that up to him to figure out.. It was quite easy though, and shouldn't take a thought for him to think of it.. Digits begin to idly 'stroke' the area they rested 'pon, playing with the flesh beneath as she tried to rid herself of the thoughts within..
Master Kayos can tell she will not give without getting. And He knows women enough to know that if he continues to be flatly evasive it could tick her off. With any other woman he wouldn't have need to care. He owns all the women in Kelosh. "I did enjoy." He won't give her more than that without getting a little in return. It's like tough nagotiations, but fun ones mixed with a little akwardness.
Synderix She knew the game he was playing for she played this game for decades.. Though this wasn't really a game in a sense.. " I would give myself to you anytime you wanted me to.. " She would wait for a question to rise from him before saying anything else.. Her head shifting to nuzzle further into his chest, eyelids collapsing over her orbs creating darkness to be seen.. She didn't need to breath, though a deep breath was taken in, expanding the chest to its full capacity then collapsing..
Master Kayos takes her statement to mean she enjoyed it. But wasn't he her first? How could she not enjoy it, she didn't have anything better to compare him too. But then again, he's spent the last 10,000 years making a hobby of her domains. She'll never find another that is as into war and sex as he is. And since she is both war and sex, he figures that's a good thing for him. He does not ask anything or say anything more. He is tired and thoughts do not come too easy. It feels really nice to be laying in his comfortable bed with Synderix in his arms.
Synderix She was at a loss for words, random thoughts surfacing within her mind until her eyelids came to open looking up to him.. A sly grin formed 'pon her lips until it faded within the abyss.. The limb resting on his chest slides down, digits coming dangerously close to his groin area as she watches for his reaction.. The other limb slips from its resting place, digits coming to play with his hair as her lips place a small, almost innocent, kiss on his neck..