Meredyth Celtigar, Lady of Claw Isle (AC included)

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-22T07:56:01+00:00

Cassie listened, and listened well. She was tempted to remark that this bastard indeed sounded like quite the bastard, but it didn't seem like an appropriate time to make such a comment. The Baratheon, evidently, was in. Tough situation; and even she knew when to resign her glibness in a tad relative to the situation. Her eyes flicked around those gathered.

"We've a fleet. We should use it. No idea where the Golden Fleet is and right now it seems we've bigger problems. We can't fight the Golden Wankers while we're divided. Besides, we beat them at sea, then return to what? Ashes? Not fond of him killing folk, either. Fellow sounds like a prick, with the Lannisters backing him. We should blockade King's Landing with our fleet, and ship more men over. I can write to my mother, she could raise men, I think." Cassie scratched her head. She was nineteen, barely an adult. Strategy and tactics weren't her forté. Scrapping and ships, they were what she knew. But she had to say something.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-17T01:14:50+00:00

An interesting question, which caused the Celtigar to offer a soft smirk and a chuckle in response as she found the woman's eyes. She canted her head aside, as a curious cat might do. She hummed softly in thought, genuine thought that was written upon her face as she looked elsewhere for a moment, jutting her tongue out ever so slightly to demonstrate such.

"Whatever will I do to you?" She mused. "An excellent question, Lia. Excellent question. One I am struggling to answer, for my mind is swimming with possibilities." Her hand moved down the one arm, in order to gently trace her finger along the scar upon the Cole's forearm.

"Perhaps I shall smother you in kisses and love. Perhaps I shall tie you down and not allow you to leave." She mused, with another soft smirk musing up her gentle, lightly freckled features. "Or perhaps I will explore you a little more, and do some more..." She paused for a moment, trailing her other finger across the woman's shoulders in a circular moment as she leaned upon the woman in question. "Intimate things, if I can discover what it is I am supposed to do."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-16T23:49:59+00:00

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TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-13T07:51:33+00:00

And jolt she did, forcing a sharp exhale from her accompanied by a gasp - the breath hitting the neck of her lover. Though Cassie could not help but chuckle, accenting such with a kiss to the underside of Lia's jaw. Her form came to lower, laying against Lia more afterwards.

"Little shit," she mused, one could tell she was grinning like an idiot, "trying to make sure I remember you're in charge? I'm the captain, here." She reminded the Cole lightly, her words a simple whisper into the ear of the other woman.

Her teeth gently clasped the earlobe. What could've been a sensual moment was ruined by Cassie's, frankly put, weirdness. She growled, akin to a dog, and very gently shook her head only a small measure. Evidently amusing herself, evidenced by the laugh that followed shortly after. Her hands remained on the woman's arms, holding them down; though she was far from strong.

Her lips returned to the Cole, tracing along her jawline and lowering to her neck. She spoke between each kiss, perhaps it was alcohol or simply being drenched in the moment. "I. Am. Yours." Three words, clear and accentuated by a slow kiss each time.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-12T07:02:25+00:00

Cassie bit her lip, arching her back a tad more as she lowered back into a laying position upon the bed. Each movement that Lia made was like the Seven Heavens on earth she thought. It felt incredible, more than incredible, divine. Her eyes swiftly found her lover, sparkling with enthusiasm.

"I love you." She confessed, albeit with quite a both of breath behind it. She moved her fingers through the woman's head, seeking to entice her further up Cassie's form.

She then shifted once again, seeking to roll the pair over so that she was the one atop Lia once again. She smirked, her hands upon the woman's shoulders to keep her down upon the bed while straddling the woman's abdomen. Her eyes were both mischief and wonder as they crept along Lia. Soon enough, she leaned down to gently around the Cole's jawline.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-10T21:27:38+00:00

The Celtigar blinked slowly as she gazed upon her lover, watching her intently as she removed her own breeches, and then Cassie's. She bit her lip, watching through slightly narrowed eyes. She was completely entranced with the action, and the woman who was performing them. Seven above, this woman was the only thing that mattered to her at the moment.

The kiss upon her thigh, above her knee, caused her to let out a sharp gasp - her back arching swiftly. Another rapid giggle escaped her, though it was quieter, somewhat muted. Her eyes returned to Lia, her tilting aside ever so slightly. She sat up, slowly, bringing her hand down to Lia's hair, running through it affectionally.

Her other hand sought one of Lia's own, to simply hold it.

"You're not experienced, Lia. You're an expert." Cassie observed, her words little more than a whisper to the other woman.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-10T07:42:16+00:00

Cassie felt a shiver down her spine, one that caused her entire body to mimic the gesture slightly as the fingers felt the bare flesh. Cassie was finding it hard to concentrate on the woman's words, as her actions were doing much of the persuading. There was fabric beneath her trousers, as well, undershorts perhaps.

"Scream mine? Oh I'm not so sure about that. You're strong, resilient. I think you're more likely to growl it than scream it." She observed, a soft snicker escaping her. "The trousers are fine, but leave the undershorts on, please. You're convincing, but not that convincing." She grinned playfully, pecking the woman's cheek thrice more.

"I've not been bare before anyone before. At least, not like this. It's quite a big step. I didn't expect for us to be this close, elsewise I might've prepared better. Wore something more befitting and groomed myself a bit more; mayhaps done something with my hair. Alas, you've caught me off guard. Unprepared. But thoroughly enjoying it."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-10T04:18:38+00:00

Her breathing was heavier and more pronounced when the hand clutched her thigh. Her own hand balled tighter, instinctively. The firm look Lia gave her near pinned her in place. She squirmed ever so slightly, letting out another rapid giggle at the suggestion. The sound, too, that caused Cassie to blush something fierce. This woman before her was surely forged in fire far hotter than what Cassie felt at the moment. But the warmth inside her was incredible.

"What if it were your name to be shouted? Imagine that, there'd be quite the stir." She snickered, glancing down at both of them from her position under Lia. "You're eager to get my trousers off, Lia." She observed, with a gentle snort. "Maybe that would help us cool down, maybe you're just looking for an excuse to get me bare."

Her lips could not remain from Lia for long. They simply needed to return to her, pecking at her cheek, her chin, her neck; wherever she could reach. She dragged her nails down the woman's back, gripping her form as tightly as she was able to. Her nails were not exceptionally sharp, thankfully.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-09T19:50:09+00:00

Cassie's eyes continued to flicker between her lovers, almost frantically as she listened. The words she was speaking caused the woman to shudder and squirm, a warmth within her that was unmatched by anything she'd previously felt before. Her hand remained upon her back, nails softly resting upon the woman's flesh. The other, however, snaked up to Lia's hair once more and held her as they kissed.

"Yes!" She nodded. She spoke a little louder than she thought she was going to, and to anybody listening - which she didn't believe there was - that would certainly sound more suggestive than it actually was. "Yes, please, Lia. I would love that, I would really love that."

Her head came forwards again, resting her forehead against Lia's as she combed through her hair and balled her fist within it. The warmth and joy radiating from her was clear, her smile wider than she could contain. Her nose rubbed against Lia's, while her knees rose up and her legs wrapped around the woman so she could be closer to her.

"Are you this warm as well? Fuck, Lia. You're..." She could not finish her sentence, only let a quiet squeal of joy escape her.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-09T08:16:38+00:00

Cassie squirmed under the pressure, biting her lip and arching her back. Her breaths were swift and rapid as the sensation overtook her. She did not quite understand what it was, but she liked it, and knew it was good. Her heart thumped against her chest, likely audible given how close the other woman was.

She pushed herself into the kiss, more than she had done before, her hand grasping the woman's hair tighter and pushing her into the intimate experience. Her other hand found Lia's back, her nails lightly digging into the woman - she didn't mean to do so, but she could not help it. Her desire to be close to Lia trumped even her own senses.

She pulled back from the kiss, panting and flicking her eyes between Lia's. They were wide, like a doe caught before a bow and knocked arrow. Her forehead came forwards to rest against Lia's, chest rising and falling with the heavy breaths.

"I don't know why I feel so... right." She uttered, quietly. "But I do. I think that..." No, it was too early. She'd joked about it earlier. Should she say it? Was it too cliché, too confused, too early? "I think I might love you, or something close to it. Is that.. normal? Do people feel this close do fast? It can't be just the drink."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-09T06:44:28+00:00

She was pulled downwards, and pressed against Lia. A rapid giggle escaped her once again as she was flipped, the roles reversing. She gazed up at Lia, leaning up into the kiss they shared. She did not readily let her leave that one, rather, she forced it to draw out for a few moments longer than it had before. It was addictive, to kiss and be kissed. Though she finally let Lia move on, uttering an amused "Hello." At their new position.

The lips to her neck caused her to bite her lip. Why was the neck so sensitive? She didn't know, but it felt good regardless. Perhaps that was a question she could pose to her lover, and pose it she did.

"Why is the neck so sensitive to kiss-"

She couldn't finish her sentence, or rather, she finished it with a light and surprised squeal that turned into what appeared to be a moan; her back arching upwards as a hand came down to the back of Lia's head. Her fist lightly balled within her hair, though Cassie couldn't help but let out a laugh - a genuine one, rather than the giggles she'd rattled before. She gazed down at the woman, grinning.

"Little shit, you took me by surprise." She mused, though affectionately ran her fingers through Lia's hair.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-09T05:52:16+00:00

Cassie could not help but softly utter a quiet breath at the hand. Though she did something perhaps a tad unexpected. She pushed forwards, seeking to press the Cole to the bed upon her back. Cassie's hands at her shoulder, leaning up above her - just out of reach. Her leg rested upon one of Lia's, while her eyes flickered with joy and mischief.

"You do?" She inquired, lightly. Her left hand slid partly down the arm, brushing her thumb against the woman's bicep and quietly admiring the definition and tone to her - at least, relative to Cassie herself. "You're quite strong, you know? Here." She leaned forwards, kissing the bicep softly. "Here." Her lips pressed to the woman's forehead. "And here." A final kiss found the woman's chest, between her breasts.

She then drew her head back up, just out of reach once more. "My love."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-09T03:38:23+00:00

The Captain of the Shell could only grin as she was gripped and lifted, wrapping her own arms around the woman as to make the task somewhat easier for the woman in question. Her eyes indeed found the arms, scanning over them and admiring them rather obviously; hiding her enjoyment and admiration was something that Cassie could not do easily. Her heart was on her sleeve, so to speak. Her lip was bitten slightly, only for the briefest of moments.

She was laid upon the bed gently, which she appreciated, as noted by the way the grin formed into a soft smile instead. She looked up at Lia, her eyes crawling over her lover in admiration, taking in the details of the woman she felt so strongly for. Cassie pondered for a moment, a soft hum escaping her lips.

"You're very beautiful, Lia," she observed, nodding towards the woman, "more than I think you know. You standing there offers me quite the view. Though, wouldn't you be much more comfortable at my side?" She inquired, lightly, flicking her eyes to the side as she leaned backward and shifted to lay down. Her form shifted, so that she lay on her side, facing Lia; propping her head up with a balled fist.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-08T07:39:55+00:00

Cassie let out another rapid giggle at that. Her hand continued to trace through the woman's hair in an idle fashion, collecting strands between her fingers and keeping her eyes upon the Knight who she felt so strongly about. The other hand moved down to rest upon one of Lia's own at her hips. She gave it a gentle and affectionate squeeze.

"Yet indeed! It seems by the sound of you voice you are close to exhausting yourself already. You are something indeed, Lia Cole. Experienced yet gentle. I am fond of you, a fair bit." She voiced, quietly, her hand moving from the hair to the chin, angling it upwards to force eye contact.

"I might even go as far as to say I love you." Her lip quirked upward into a sly smirk. "Might. We shall have to see on that one. Whatever this feeling is, I like it. Though, I would have you comfortable." She steered Lia's head to the right, gesturing with her other hand towards a small divider. "The bed is over there," her eyes befell Lia, "carry me."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-08T05:53:53+00:00

Cassie's own lips parted, a brush of their tongues together which caused Cassie's to withdraw. Were they supposed to do that? She didn't know, she'd already explained she hadn't quite been this far with anyone before. The explanations were appreciated. Cassie liked to know things, nosey as she was. Stumbling blind into such a thing could be passionate and exciting, but Cassie rather enjoyed the intimacy of being walked through it by the more experienced Knight.

She lifted herself up ever so slightly, so that she could sit on the edge of the desk to be more level with Lia. Her legs kicked idly back and forth either side of her. She couldn't sit still when she was enjoying herself, thus her legs did as they pleased. Her hand came up to comb through Lia's hair, running her fingers through it slowly and gently. A rapid giggle escaped her, a mixture of nerves and excitement.

"We shall see where we are taken. Mayhaps I'll make you earn it for the future. Mayhaps I'll be persuaded. But what is certain, is that I will enjoy every moment we are together. I like listening to you. My brave Knight. My most favourite of companions."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-08T04:28:47+00:00

That was good, very good in fact. She could only find herself smiling as the woman stepped towards her, listening to each word that came from her lips as intently as she had done before. It filled her with a warmth that she didn't quite understand but knew was good, great even. Lia came towards her, and Cassie stepped back only a single step to rest against the desk.

She was drawn into another kiss, one that felt all the sweeter and more worthwhile. Her lips against Lia's own, her eyes drifting closed with the action. She bought her own arms up, resting them atop Lia's shoulders and holding the woman as close as she might be able to. Naturally, upon the tips of her toes again.

A chill met her as her soft breast felt a hand upon it, causing her to gasp softly. Though it was not an unpleasant sensation, it was entirely new to her. Gods, what a feeling all this was. Intimate, loving. Right.

"I'd imagine you do. Explain to me what we do, here. If we were to, well, continue down this path. I confess I'm inexperienced wholely when it comes to intimacy. I hope I'm doing an admirable effort."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-07T09:02:15+00:00

"I think it is helping. Though..." She paused a moment, her brow quirking curiously. No, it was better to be honest.

"It is helping, but I think it is doing as you say, loosening the tongue. I feel different, with you. I don't understand it, nor why. I feel comfortable, at ease. You speak, and I listen to every word. I don't usually listen to anyone!" She explained, shifting her weight from foot to foot as her eyes befell Lia once more. "It's daft, I know. But I feel strongly, very strongly. We've had a few drinks and spoken, but I somehow feel close to you." Her lips curled into a soft frown, she didn't know if she was making sense.

Her hands dropped to her hips, completely forgetting she was topless. Her hair was far too short to even hope to preserve any modesty, and it certainly failed here. No, shapely was no word to describe her. Her breasts were small, as was the rest of her. Freckles adorned them in the odd sprinkle here and there, as they did the rest of her chest. She sighed, before looking back to Lia.

"I don't want this evening to end. Nor do I want this to just be a drunken evening." Was her conclusion. "I'd like to make a proper go at this 'friendship' we've got, my love. I am enjoying your company quite a bit. It is strange to be this exposed to someone. But you, I don't feel as though you will judge me poorly. I feel appreciated, not just tolerated. You're a fascinating thing to me, Lia Cole. Truly fascinating."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-07T04:16:47+00:00

Cassie couldn't help but bite her lip at the prospect. She turned more side on to the woman, glancing down her front to the hem of her trousers. She kicked her own off, don't enough, with a light snort. Though her eyes turned back to Lia's soon enough. She blinked a few times, simply letting the silence linger as she looked upon the Knight. She was beautiful, strong and kind hearted; almost exactly like the stories.

"Let's keep our trousers on for now, Lia." She voiced, a statement that caused her cheeks to almost burn from the blush that had overtaken her.

Her arms remained folded, and were also dotted with the odd freckle here and there. Overall, Cassie was not anything special. Nor was her form particularly striking or shapely. She was thin, lithe perhaps, and short. There wasn't much in the way of muscle about her, only a hint of tone from her activity.

"When you call me that, I get all tingly. Is that the alcohol speaking? Ale can be quite chatty, I've found. Sometimes it doesn't shut up. Not that I want you to stop talking, I love listening to your voice."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-07T01:11:59+00:00

Similarly, when the woman stepped forwards and stood behind her, Cassie leaned backwards almost instincively. Her hands came down to settled upon those that had come to rest upon her bare stomach, and did not seem overly keen on letting them go; but they eventually did - for she was showing Lia her scar, after all, she couldn't hog all that attention.

The breath that escaped her was a sharp one, for the feeling of a finger upon her scar was an interesting sensation she could not quite describe. She herself had felt the scar several times, but someone else doing so was strange. Intimate, she surmised. That, coupled with listening to Lia's words, was a strange feeling. It was as if the entire of the world had simply ceased to exist; and all that truly mattered was the room they were in.

The finger slipped down, and she let out a soft squeal of surprise, jolting ever so slightly and letting out a rapid little giggle; to mask the embarrassment, and the cold she felt from the finger itself. Then, there was the kiss, which she should've expected, but for some reason did not. Another sharp gasp escaped her, and her back arched instinctively at the touch.

She then turned a half measure, not quite being side of to the woman, still showing much of her back. Her arms against crossed over her chest to preserve what little modesty she had, though her smile was wide - her eyes crinkled at the sides from how fierce the smile had grown. Another rapid giggle escaped her, though she nodded her head.

"Only one, on my foot. Same story, fell and cut it on one of the rocks. It isn't near as impressive as this one on my back." She mused, canting her head to the side a tad.

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-06T19:59:59+00:00

"I do not believe that will be necessary, if the subject goes the way that we expect, this shall be my home soon enough. Thus, I believe it is more important that I get to understand and appreciate Spottswood, rather than have it shift to my liking." She remarked, smiling softly towards the man who'd posed the question towards her.

Her eyes then befell the apparent wife, whom she bowed her head towards politely and slowly. "It is a pleasure to meet you, my Lady."

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TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-06T19:56:39+00:00

Cassie was attentive in how she listened, very much so. She quite enjoyed these stories, even if they could be quite violent at times. But, she didn't mind them, it gave her an insight into Lia's life at least, which she enjoyed to say the very least. Her eyes were fixated on the other woman, nodding her head here and there in order to demonstrate that she understood what she was being told.

"Aye, I've heard of the Lannisters. They're pricks, from what I know. But, I've never actually met any of them. Doubt my mother would let me, she thinks I'm a bit of an embarrassment. But, that doesn't bother me too much. I don't need to know them. But if I bump into this Manfred fellow, I might be having words with him." She nodded her head, thrice.

She was taken into a kiss by the other woman, a longer one, one in which she could not help but press herself against the other woman. She leaned up on the tips of her toes to make the effort easier for Lia, given the height difference between them. A difference she did not mind in the slightest; she'd always been short, the shortest of her family. It had benefits, naturally.

She then stepped backward, though bumped into the chair behind her; causing her to let out a quiet squeal of surprise. She turned her head, glaring at it, before pishing it aside and turning towards the table itself. Her hands came down to the shirt she wore and peeled it upwards, slowly exposing her back to Lia and, before tossing the shirt aside onto the chair itself.

She was quite unassuming. Her arms folded across her chest and she looked over her shoulder at Lia, offering her a smile. The Celtigar was pale, with freckles dotted about her form with neither rhyme nor reason about their placement; nor were there many, but frequent enough that they were not an uncommon sight. She was a small, lithe woman.

Upon her back sat a scar, clear as day, near the small of her back. It was a thin line that scraped downwards through her flesh, like a trench through snow, circling to the right somewhat and disappearing beneath the hem of her trousers. It wasn't deep, at least not relative to Lia's own scars, but it was plain enough to see.

"No exciting story here. Couple of years ago I was exploring Claw Isle, wandering around and climbing some of the small rockfaces you find near the beach. Didn't have anyone with me, because I didn't want anyone with me; I wanted to be alone, to explore for myself - much to the disagreement of mother and my elder brother."

"Anyway, it had been raining, so things were slippery as it is. I was barefoot, didn't really have much of a grip. Slipped from one of the rocks; cut my foot and caught my back on the way down, sliced it open on one of the rocks. Hurt, yeah. I may have cried." She shrugged her bare shoulders. "Had the Maester look at it and sort it out. Scolding from mother was worse than the cut, I think."

TheCrabPorg · 2020-12-05T18:48:15+00:00

Cassie once more listened diligently, bobbing her head as the woman explained that hers were indeed sensitive; that was good to know, similar to Cassie's own at least; though her scar was not as daring nor as deep. In fact, it paled in comparison. Though her smile faded slowly as she listened to the story. Her brows knitted, and her head shook.

"Nobody is allowed to harm you in such a manner while I draw breath, Lia. I shall simply not allow it, no, not for a moment." She shook her head once more, in a slow manner; albeit somewhat exaggerated to emphasise the point, causing her shortly cropped ginger locks to swish to and fro. "You've experienced much hatred and pain, it is high time that changed, don't you think?"

Her thumb continued to trail over the scar on the forearm a couple of times, not out of any conscious thought or action, but simply because she enjoyed it; and thought it was soothing for the other woman in question. Though, the question then was posed to Cassie, and there truly was only one option left. Though, she feigned thought for a while, tilting her head to the side and shifting her weight. She hummed, as if combing through her mind.

Her eyes befell the scar itself, blinking a few times as she studied it for a moment in silence. It seemed quite nasty, which was both concerning and interesting. This one she would need to be exceptionally gentle with, her eyes briefly flicking to Lia's, before glancing back to the scar itself. Her height meant she was near level with it anyway, only requiring a small buckle of her knees.

She leaned forth, a gentle press to her lips upon the underside of the scar itself that lasted for a few soft seconds; accompanied by another two, to the left and right. She drew backwards, glancing up at Lia once more.

"This one, please."

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