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18+ guys, no baby eyes on this chapter.
Explicit sex and all that jazz.
Sculpted Shadows: 40
It was early in the morning as I proceeded to the Chamber of the Guildpact, trying to move with as much speed as possible. Today was the day I had been hoping for, for so long and at last it has arrived. Nothing was going to stop me this morning, Liliana and I were going to take our honeymoon and nobody, I mean nobody, was going to ruin this. However, before I can go planeswalking away from Ravnica, there were certain measures that as the Guildpact, I had to address. Typically, I would just planeswalk away, not caring to tell anyone where I was going or what I was doing, however, my duties as the living guildpact required that I temporarily make a leave of absence and name the standing regent in my stead. This plane and its Guilds will be the death of me, I swear it.
Soon, my walk brought me to the large doors of the Chamber of the Guildpact and upon seeing me, the guards outside the gates snapped to attention. The guards were among the strongest of all the guilds and were sent as emissary's in the name of the ten guilds, not only to proctect and serve the Chamber and its staff, but act as standing representatives, should the need arrive. The four guards that proctected the entrance to the hall were all minotaurs sent from the Boros. These particular minotaurs were larger than most and wore brilliant red and gold armor, such as the standard of Boros troops, except they all wore a blue and silver sash around their waist, symbolizing their service to the Guildpact and all of Ravnica. Aurelia's idea, no doubt.
"Easy, good morning to you all," I said, approaching the doors and they swung open for me.
"Good morning, Guildpact. I trust you had a pleasant walk this morning?" asked the Captain of the Boros guard, Asterion Iron-horn.
"As always, how is the family? Is your child ready to swing his sword?" I responded, stopping to look up to the massive soldier.
A big throaty laugh escaped his lips, armor clacking with his laughter. "Always, Guildpact, he is getting bigger everyday."
"Be careful, he may get bigger than you and take you down," I replied, a smile to my voice and the minotaur laughed again.
"Be swift, Guildpact," the minotuar said. The common Boros 'mantra' has become swiftly familiar to me, as well as other Guild sayings or mantras. Seeing the ten come together in this light has been uplifting to my spirits for this plane. I walk into the massive main hall, the sigil from the ten hallowed gates adorned the walls in stained glass and as the sunlight hit them, they illuminated the floor. Looking down to the wonderfully polished tile, the ten sigils appeared on the floor, just as they do in the tablet of the Guilds. Withing in the center of the massive floor was the same symbol that has existed on the Tablet since its intial creation. Looking around the massive chamber, Guild representatives, guards and other citizens traveled about, already in a bustle in the early morning and my hopes rose even more. Could we really do it? Could we restore this once great plane back to its former glory? Give the guilds a purpose other than their self-improvement and greed? I sure hope so, because if not, then all my work as Guildpact will have been in vain.
I proceed down one of the ornate and elaborate halls to my office, hoping to find my diligent 'assistant'
waiting on me already. I passed by many people, Guild members, guildless and other types and all greeted me with high esteem and regard. I responded with a polite hello or nod. Many of the people I passed bowed, showing more respect than others. Perhaps having the Guildpact back was what this plane needed. Soon, my walk took me past many doors, leading to the other officers and workers under my charge, when I heard the familiar disapproving 'tsk'. I stopped as a woman in blue and polished silver armor stepped into the hallway.
"Good morning, Lavinia, is the Azorius minding themselves?" I asked, a smirk to my voice, continuing my walk. She picked up next to me, her regal and authoritative tone rang out.
"As always, is the Guildpact done causing stirs within the other Guilds?" she asked, her boots clanking against the tile.
"You know me, I like to cause waves in the most of unexpected places," I respond. There was a grumble from her and I wouldn't be surprised if a big fat file hasn't already been place on her desk from several Boros and Izzet mages, regarding the incident in the Undercity.
"I'm assuming you wish to lecture me on my responsibilities as Guildpact and that I shouldn't get involved in personal matters with Guilds, nor should I allow myself to fall subject to personal vendettas?" I say, stopping and turning to look at her.
"Yes and no. I would like to tell you, that if nother Guild war should break out, expect the Azorius at your side, however, yes. The Guildpact going down to the Undercity to handle that, was...unorthodox, however, I'm not completely without motion. I know you love her and that she is your world."
"What would you have done in my shoes?" I asked her, my tone dropping slightly.
"Well, considering I only have one thing I care about, I would have most likely done the same. Just, understand that..."
"I know, Lavinia. However, I've made it abundantly clear, she is my whole world. Anyone with half a mind can see that. Hasty in my actions I was, but love will drive even the most intelligent of people to do something they may regret."
"I understand completely, sir. I was just saying, the Dimir are snakes in the grass, granted all of the Guilds no longer stand in their former glory, but nonetheless, your idea not too long ago is excellent. Perhaps, a new regime should be set in order, more organized and transparent agreements should be agreed upon. Just, be careful when speaking with the Dimir, they tend to be...well I don't have to tell you. Enjoy your day, friend."
With that she left to proceed to her office. She was right, but my love for Liliana was greater than my duty as Guildpact, however, what Teysa said held weight. I couldn't just go around kicking swords through people's chest. There needs to be a bigger separation between my home life and my Guildpact life and I aim to obtain this.
Minutes later, I was within the commons of my office and the receiving area for guests and others who wish to consult the Guildpact. The secretary behind the desk and the door to Laurel's office opened, the familiar elf stepping out from the room. She wore the familiar blue and white attire of the Consort to the Guildpact, the dress long and flowy. Whomever thought that all of my staff wearing some form of blue and silvery white should be reprimanded. Why on earth should they wear those colors? However, I remember back to the meeting when the initial idea of the Chamber was thought of and the Azorius and all their flare, said that the staff should reflect their leader's choice. At the time I didn't argue, assuming it wasn't too bad of a statement, but sometimes I wonder if I should have that overturned. Laurel's dress today was different, it was long and flowy, the sleeves having a ruffled pattern and her familiar long blonde hair was styled with a white flower in her hair and traces of what appeared to be white string was braided through her hair.
She gave a respectful bow, "Good morning, Guildpact," she said. There was a distinct hint of sarcasm and mischief to her voice.
"Good morning, Laurel. Are you well this morning?" I asked her as she stood up and looked at me. Her light green-blue eyes were looking at me.
"Always, I trust you're feeling better from last week?" she asked.
"Relatively speaking, a word with you in my office?" I said, entering into my brightly lit office, the pleasant tones welcoming and comforting. I walked in and took a seat at the massive wooden desk, Laurel took her place across from me in the big comfy seats, meant for guests or visitors who wish to discuss business.
"Is everything alright, Guildpact?" she asked.
"Yes, everything is fine and please damn it, call me Jace. I need a favor, well actually it's more like I have a job for you for the next two weeks."
"I'm listening," she responded, her regal tone rang loud and clear.
"You're hereby appointed my Guildpact-Regent," I told her. A moment passed by and she quizzical looked at me, almost as if what I had just said didn't make sense.
"Your what?" she asked.
"Guildpact-Regent, Deputy Guildpact, Guildpact de Facto," I said.
"Why? What's going on and why me? Why not someone more worthy of the postion or esteem?" She said.
I stood up and walked to the window, "Well, I'm going to take a little trip. Lili and I are having our honeymoon. I chose you because you grew up in Ravnica, you've known me for years and know me on a deeper level than any other member in this Chamber. And before you suggest it, No. Lavnia, Ral and Gideon will not do, simply because they have Guild relations and do not exactly, how should I say, work within the system too well."
I looked at her face and I could tell she wasn't too happy about this. "I'm assuming I don't have much say so in the matter do I?" she asked, frustration evident in the matter.
"I'm afraid not," I told her, sitting back down.
She breathed in heavily and sighed. "Alright, however, I have no idea what I'm supposed to do."
I reached into my cloak pocket and pulled out two things. The first was a letter to all staff members and the appropriate Guild members, detailing that Laurel Silme was to be appointed the Regent to the Guildpact in any moments the Guildpact was unfit, unwell or otherwise indisposed to carry out the responsibilities and carry out the duties of the title and honor of the title, Guildpact. I also pulled out a ledger, detailing many important pieces of information and documents, should she need them. I handed her the ledger and she took it hesitantly.
"This ledger details all the information you need to know to do this job and what documents to turn to. This letter in my hand is your appointment and will be distributed to all the necessary parties. I've already spoke with many of the paruns and representatives and they did not see a problem with the appointment of someone, should I leave or unable to perform any duties. The letter also informs the entirety of the staff and the representatives here the necessary channels for getting in touch with you, okay?"
Laurel nodded, obviously not too pleased with this. "Claire, could you come in here a moment?" I heard the chair of the secretary move and the door open.
"Yes, Guildpact?" she said, her dainty voice barely above a whisper.
"Please take this letter and have it sent down to the copying room. Tell them to print enough copies of this letter to distribute to the entire staff, the Guild representatives, the guards and anyone else who this letter could possibly affect. Make sure they use the red seal, okay?" I told her as she took the letter in hand.
"The red seal, Guildpact? Is something the matter, you never use the red seal unless it's a high order effecting all over Ravnica..." she trailed off, her eyes on the paper. "Guildpact, are you well? Is something the matter?" she asked.
"Yes, everything is fine, I'm taking a temporarily leave of absence. Now hurry, times wasting."
With that she was gone. I walked around the desk and hugged Laurel.
"You'll do fine, it will only be for a week or two," I told her.
"If you're sure about this, then I am too. I won't let you down."
"I know you won't." and with that, I pulled on my ties to the aether, feeling mana course through my veins and the power surged. My mind was on my destination and within the blink of an eye, I was gone. The aether flowed around me, the eternities a never still force, swirled with power and mystery. I walked through the infinite, until the door to my destination opened and I, no longer in the infinite mass. My boots touched warm sand, sunlight drenching me and the smell of fresh ocean mist filled my lungs. I breathed deep, missing this smell. It has been far, far too long since I had last smelled of the rich ocean, tasted the sun on my skin and felt the sand beneath my skin. However, I would have a week or two to dive into the ocean, feel the warm sand against my skin and let the sun kiss me, all with my beloved. I pulled down my hood, my black hair immediately absorbing the sunlight. I looked up to the hill, past the forested path and on the hill resided the resort, I wonder if they would remember me.
Fisherman and other people walked about their daily activities, many remembered me and greeted, or tugged on their hats in salutations. If Ravnica wasn't my home, I would come to live here. Get away from the struggles of civilization and be a story teller or a scholar on this tropical paradise.
I began the walk up to the hill, the forested path shading me slightly from the sun. The rich smell of rainforest was always pleasant and the occasional bird or rodent would scamper about. The soft breeze drifted through the island and licked at my hair. As the breeze carried over me, a new surge of ocean mist and sand filled my nostrils, the salt of the ocean revived my lungs and filled my body with deep peace and relaxation. I've only been here a few minutes and already I felt beyond relaxed.
Another few minutes passed and I was at the entrance to the resort. It was a massive brick building with plenty of airy rooms and spas of all occasions and sorts. There was a hot spring off into the complex and a freshwater pool, should anyone not wish to venture into the ocean. The building was always airy and was built for the breeze of this island. It always carried the breeze nicely, kissing the residents and the beds with that fresh ocean smell. There was a 'cantina' of sorts and an elaborate dining space, filled with the most delectable fruits and foods from around the this plane. All of the food was fresh and prepared in front of you, the fruit was juicy and a single bite would fill your mouth with uncontrollable flavors. The entire staff was friendly, always catering to anything anyone could want and treated everyone as if they were family. Even the owner of this establishment would come to your table and talk to you as if you were a friend or cousin who just came home. The mix of culture and exoticness of this place was the ultimate paradise and I would get to spend it with my wife.
I walk into the resort and instantaneously greeted like a brother coming home. Maria, the wife to the owner, came up to me, excited as ever and performed a familiar custom on the island. A kiss to each cheek and tight hug, said I was home. Her grandchildren and other family came up to me and would talk excitedly or give me deep hugs. The best part of this place, all ran by a family and its closest friends. I made my way to the desk after greeting them and went to put in my name.
"Hello, Carlos, I need a room..."
"Jace! It is excellent as always to see you, it's been sometime my friend," he said excitedly.
"You too."
"Your wife is already here, the penthouse suite as always. My friend, you are very lucky to have such a beautiful woman in your life! We will have to celebrate your union tonight!" he said, excited as always. We exchanged a few more formalities and I proceeded up the airy halls, up to the penthouse. After a few moments, I was at the door, my heart pounding. I grabbed the knob and turned it, the door swung open and it was dark. I walk into the dimly lit room, unfastening my cloak and hanging it on the back of the door as I closed it. I thought Carlos said she was here. I begin to feel my way through the dark, reaching for the shutters. Soon, my hands found them and opened them, allowing for sunlight to stream into the room, as well as the ocean mist.
"That's better," I say, taking off my gauntlets, glove and the chest plate, setting them on the chair next to the shutters. I leaned on the banister, looking at the palms swaying in the island wind and the waves crashing off in the distance. Water creatures splashed through the waters and birds cawed overhead. Everything was at peace, but what I heard, stirred a beast within me. There was a slow clacking on the hard wood floor behind me. I would recognize the weight of those footsteps anywhere.
"Why did you keep me waiting so long, my love?" Liliana's familiar sultry tone could be heard behind me.
I turned to look at her and thank the eternities for it. As I turned around I took in Liliana's full body. By the eternities, I was the luckiest man in all of the multiverse. Lili was wearing an entirely new outfit, one I've never seen before. Her hair was curlier than usual and soft pink lipstick adorned her lips. She wore a black choker, studded with diamonds. It fit perfectly around her petite neck, causing the eyes to wander elsewhere. Her skin appeared to already be gorgeously kissed by the sun, and what she was wearing made every inch of her pop. Her body was adorned with a light blue negligee, with gentle frills at the bottom, starting at a point where her breasts came together and it wrapped around her body. It was see-through and you could see her voluptuous curves through the soft designed material. The material that was see- through, had an almost wave-like design too it and when she walked it made her hips pop, the material seemed to be shimmering. The cups that made her breast look larger than normal was a soft blue color, and the straps were a pale black that rested on her strong, sexy shoulders. The negligee just barely hid her black garter that acenuated her wonderful curves and matched her all black stockings and heels.
The stockings darkened her already tanned skin and her legs muscles popped in all the right places and the way she's standing makes me want to kiss her from head to toe and place my face between those wonderful thighs. She walked to me, her hips sashaying, kicking the negligee out, making the material move like waves. As she walked her chest jumped and her hair looked as if it was blowing in the wind. Never before would I have expected that I would one day marry someone so beautiful as Liliana, yet, here I stood. She approached me, the rings on our fingers and our hearts forever intertwined.
"It's not polite to drool, my love," she said, pressing her almost bare chest against my clothed chest. Instinctively, I wiped at my mouth and snapped out of it, but it mattered little what I did, her beauty was entrancing and I felt like she deserved her own religion.
"What's the matter, Jace? See something you like?" she asked, her sultry tone drawing me in. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my thigh move slowly up and her hand soon found its way to my crotch. She let out a slight gasp and looked to where her hand now was, moving and rubbing softly, stroking me through my pants. I followed her gaze, until she looked at me, her mouth forming a soft circle and eyebrow raised.
"Apparently, you see something you like, very, very much."
"Well, if you saw yourself, you would be excited as well," I told her, standing up and wrapping my arms around her slender waist, my lips finding her neck. Another one of those sexy moans escaped her lips.
"Really now? Did I get you excited or something?" She said, pulling away from the kiss. Her long black hair was slightly curled, her blush was palest pink. It made everything even more perfect.
"If you didn't already know how excited you make me, then you're either blind or haven't been paying attention," my lips found her neck once more, my hand touching the exposed small of her back. I traced the dimples on her lower back, electricity popping between the two of us. She reacted to my touch positively, pressing our bodies closer and as I rubbed her back, my other hand found her perfect rear and traced the curve of it, slowly and deliberately. I pulled my hand away and gave it a firm smack, the skin hitting skin sounded throughout the room.
Her nails dug into my back through my shirt, her lips now finding their way to mine and the emotion and fire erupted through each kiss and contact. My hand gave her rear another firm pop and her hips pressed firmly against my own. As she did so, she gave them a deep grind, the smell of sex and her perfume filled my nostrils. Every touch, every smell and every single one of her moans and gasps were delicious and I craved more from her. Before I knew it, her hands found their way to my pants line and untucked my shirt. She motioned for me to raise my arms and I did so, she pulled my blue shirt free from my body. The second the shirt hit the floor, several kisses were on my pectorals and shoulders.
After a few more kisses, she leaned back slightly and traced the scars across my chest and abdominals.
"I can get them removed if you like?" I told her, raising her chin with a finger.
"No! I mean, no, please don't."
When I look at them or get to rub over these soft raised patches of skin, I remember what we've been through and the troubles we've seen. So, for me, don't, okay?" she said. I looked deep into her violet eyes, the sun from the window reflecting in those jewels. She looked directly back at me and something clicked in me. Her lips found mine, an added fervor restored, our passion burning brighter than both of our sparks, brighter than any sun I've ever seen. Her hands were all over my body as I reached down, wrapped my hands under knees and hefted her up, allowing her strong legs to wrap around my midsection. I moved us to the bed and laid her on it, not breaking the onslaught of kisses for one second, her hands extending out on the bed and our hands intertwining.
After a wave of kisses, I leaned up and began to unfasten my belt, but her hands stopped me.
"Allow me," she said, looking at me and winked. She repositioned herself on the bed, sitting on her knees. Her rear stuck out, the negligée revealed her perfect dimples and curves as she took my belt off and I felt my pants fall to the ground, exposing my undergarments. I kicked my boots off and the pants and stood there as she placed kisses up and down my stomach, but stopped as she got to my boxer's line. She looked me in the eye, wearing a look that said, 'May I?'. I gently nodded and that same perfect smiled crept onto her lips as her greedy hands grabbed my boxers and drove them to the floor, revealing my full manhood. Another gasp escaped as she kissed the tip of my member. Her hand found its way to my balls and began to rub them, taking them in her hand.
"My, my, aren't we full," she said, winking at me. "Must be painful?"
"If you help me, you could ease my pain," I said, as I reached down, again placing a finger under her chin, winking at her.
Another smile was on her face and she slightly turned away. I just barely heard, "Body, that is not an acceptable response."
"What's not an acceptable response?" I asked her, my interest piqued.
"Do not worry about it dear." With that, her rubbing and kissing on my manhood continued, but soon the kissing turned into long, deep licks from the base to the tip of my shaft, our passion thick in the air. She licked me deep and passionately, looking me deep into the eye. As she returned from the base of my manhood, she didn't go back down for another lick, instead, her lips wrapped around my fullness, taking me deep. I released a loud moan as her warm and wet mouth took me in.
"Eternities, Lili!" I said, trying not to yell. I looked at her as a smile slightly formed as she continued the deliberate and deep sucking on me. She didn't let up and got faster and harder on me, trying to push me to the very edge.
"I'm...I'm about too..." with that, she stopped. I wasted no time. I immediately push her back, unfasten the garter and thigh highs. I pulled her panties off and the garter and they hit the floor with a soft thud and I get on top of her, the fire from her body radiating against mine. My lips find her neck and my hand finds her center, rubbing in circles, teasing her. Her hands were to my back and hair and I felt her legs lift up, her feet resting on my back and the top of my buttocks. More gasps as I teased her warm, wet center. I leaned up, just for moment and motioned for her to lose the negligée. She didn't protest. Soon, I was above her, naked and she was beneath me, clad in nothing but her heels and thigh highs. My lips returned to her body, but not her neck. I played gently with her nipples, my fingers returning to her lower half, feeling her wetness pour onto my fingers. I teased and player with her body, edging her. I wanted her to be to the very edge before I would allow her to release with pleasure. I intended to do this to her and as these thoughts formed in my head, I streamed them to her mind. There was a reaction within her, the wetness came in heavier waves and the gasps echoed through the room. I kissed her neck before placing kisses along her chest, stomach and hips. She was going to enjoy our little 'play' before she would receive what she desired. Still, I streamed my thoughts to her and in return frustrated moans and gasps escaped her body.
"Something the matter, my dear?" I asked her. I wore a devilish grin and mischief was heavy in my voice.
"Yes, I want you to fuck me, not play with me!" she practically shouted.
"All in good time, for now, try not to squirm."
I kissed down her pubic area, just a kisses pace away from her swollen center, but stopped. I placed a hot gust of breath onto her center and the result was just what I hoped for. She moaned, the passion heavy in her voice. I looked over to her to see her biting into a finger, her back arched and the impatience within her eyes. Good. I kissed her lower section, from knee to knee, mindful to skip over where she wanted most my love to be. I teased her more, placing a finger on her center and rubbed it gently before stopping and returning to her, our faces only inches away. Her lips caressed mine with deep passion and her legs desperately tried to wrap themselves around me and pull me deep within her womb. However, I stopped this.
"Oh no, my love. See the trick to enraging someone's body is simple," I paused and pushed two fingers deep as possible into her, "is touch everywhere but where they want." Several moan escaped her lips and she pushed her stomach against my body, bucking me off of her. I rolled over and saved myself from falling off the bed. Before I could recover, her dripping lower half was on my stomach, my manhood twitching against her lower back.
"Jace Beleren! I will teach you to mess with me, try to outsex and out ensnare the Queen of sex, and you will learn your place."
"What are you going to do, sweetheart?" I put as much innocence in my words as I could. I was up on my elbows, but a quick heeled foot placed me back down. She then, as quick as a fox, placed both feet, flat on either side of me after kicking of the heels and positioned her lower half above my twitching manhood. She wasted no time and drove her lower half down onto me. We both moaned with fervor, sex thicker than anything in the air, as she began the slow and circle-like motion of grinding onto my member. She placed her hands on my thighs and used those as leverage to raise and lower her thick hips down onto me, sending wave after wave of uncontrollable, glorious pleasure down my shaft and up my spine. I felt her drip her sweet wetness down my shaft and pool on my pubic area, as each of her pumps pushed more of the sweet liquid onto me. Her moans and gasps were delicious and the motion of our bodies in the midst of passion was beyond anything else I've felt. There was a new sense of added fervor behind every motion, kiss and touch, that you could almost see the sparks between our skin and feel the fire from our bodies.
I bucked against her and rolled us over, taking my position on top. However, the pace did not slow as my thrusts continued where she left off, the passion evident. I pushed myself deeper and deeper into her body, before sitting up straight, grabbing her hips and lifting her ever so slightly to allow myself full entrance. I planned to take full use of this. My continued thrusts brought about a new wave of moans and calling of my name, the sound very, very sweet. As I continued my pace, I pushed myself further until I was hitting her womb, her legs on my shoulder and her nails digging into my chest.
"Jace, I'm..." however, she didn't get the chance to finish the sentence. Her body exploded against mine, wave after wave of her liquid pushed out around my manhood, soaking me and the sheets. But, this did not stop my passion. I placed my hands under her knees and pushed them further open and she grabbed at the bed, back arching.
"Finish in me, please!" She begged, between the moans. It didn't take long, because shortly after this, I placed a deep, lustful pound into her and held it there. There was the euphoric escape from my body and the several small, strong thrusts as I completely and utterly filled her, draining myself into her body. I moved a few more times, feeling the final twitch of my member and very gently removed myself from her. Collapsing on the bed next to her, she immediately wrapped her legs around me and snuggled into my chest. I held her warm body against me and kissed the top of her head.
"I love you, Liliana Beleren," I told her, through my short, breathless pants.
"And I love you, Jace Beleren."
A smile crept on my lips and she lifted slightly, the same smile on her lips and placed a wonderful, passionate kiss on my mouth.
This was going to be the best two weeks of my life and a wonderful beginning to the rest of my life.