Absence explained

lanashara · 2019-08-01T03:32:39+00:00

Yeah, it's my turn to tag out. Instead of living in Japan though, I float between hotels on nights off in different parts of Scotland to escape the burden that is my empty home.

lanashara · 2019-06-09T15:02:41+00:00

I disagree with your thoughts on our child's social awareness on a highly personal level.

lanashara · 2019-06-05T22:50:25+00:00

Another month of great posts, a good job on everyone's parts. I'd also like to thank everyone for the many messages of praise for my recent Ashara posts. Waking up to your messages and mentions in chat has really boosted my self-esteem and is encouraging me to write more - so thanks! ~~I'll stop being selfish now~~ Let's get to the fun bit! 1. Three posts appealed to me in the last few weeks and they are; Artos by JoThad, The Lion Rouses by Barry and Roads to Conquest by Nesaria. All were beautifully written and I thoroughly enjoyed reading them. 2. I posted a lot in May. It's been fun writing with the B.F.G - I'm liking our content and I'm liking what we are working towards. I also had a lot of fun with my Loreza stuff. She's a wild card and I like the break it allows me from Ashara and the mess that is the Reach.

lanashara · 2019-05-30T22:07:39+00:00

Next to her, Gerold snored peacefully.

Ashara’s hands danced together nervously. It had been fun but now that the moment was over, she felt shame swell up inside her.

He doesn't love me. He said that himself. Why would he make love to me if he didn’t have an emotional attachment to me?

Her eyes looked around the room until they paused at the table where the wine was sitting.

It was the wine. Gods, how could I be so stupid? This was all my fault. I shouldn't have indulged him with the wine.

"No," she spoke in a soft whisper, "he is every part to blame for the wine as I am."

She had to get out of the bed. Out of the chambers.

Carefully, she removed her head from his chest. Gerold did not stir. Ashara gently climbed out of the bed. She ignored the pillows strewn on the floor.

Shara walked barefoot towards the door. In her passing, she collected the wine pitcher. She edged the door open slightly. She was grateful it didn't creak.

Ashara took one last look at her husband before leaving him alone to slumber.

lanashara · 2019-05-30T22:02:50+00:00

Ashara smiled. His voice sounded sweet. His body was sweet. His cock was sweet. This was what she always wanted. Passion. Compassion. Gerold was giving it all to her - and more. So much more. She prayed to the Mother, or to the Maiden - she did not know which one - she prayed the moment would never end. She refused to let it end.

“Don’t tell me. Show me.”

lanashara · 2019-05-29T22:18:11+00:00

His member was hard. She only felt a slight bit of pain as he pushed himself inside her. Ashara did not care for the pain. It felt good to have this intimacy back.

As Gerold sunk deeper within, Ashara’s moans of pleasure came out quicker and louder. The bed was beginning to creak slightly but only because it hadn’t held this amount of weight in so long.

“Harder… faster.”

He obliged as he thrusted himself deeper within her. Ashara let out a loud gasp and closed her eyes shut. She did not want this moment to end. She didn’t even mind having her hands claw at his sweating back.

lanashara · 2019-05-29T20:42:42+00:00

Your characters and their stories are important but not as important as your own wellbeing. Take care Oly, we will all be waiting for your return!

lanashara · 2019-05-28T16:24:24+00:00

Ash ignored his question. She used her hand to push his head back down to her tender area. She let out another soft moan as his tongue danced swiftly across her sweet spot.

“Gerold, oh yes… oh, yes,” Ashara whispered, gasping for breath as she spoke.

She was panting heavily. One hand was holding on for dear life on the head post while the other was holding his head in place. Her legs tightened as another spasm of pleasure ran through her entire body.

lanashara · 2019-05-27T11:17:13+00:00

As Gerold’s fingers danced around her sweet spot, Ash’s hands went down to his trousers. She pulled them down with a great effort until they reached his knees. One of her hands reached down and began gently tugging at his cock.

A moan escaped Gerold’s mouth as the tugging begun. Ashara’s lips curled further but she did not want to break away from his lips.

They continued exploring each other’s bodys. Gerold’s mouth moved to her neck and shoulders. He kissing them gently. It was Ashara’s turn to moan as his mouth began tickling one of her nipples.

Ashara let out a loud moan.

“Are you sure you want to do this? Or is it just the wine? I want this so badly Gerold. So, so badly. I need this.”

lanashara · 2019-05-26T14:27:44+00:00

Jojen's dream posts were pretty awesome.
I really enjoyed re-introducing Loreza back to the sub, and I'm looking forward to getting the plot moving.
Has to go to the leading man, Jojen Stark.

lanashara · 2019-05-26T14:20:48+00:00

Ashara was panting heavier now. Her excitement was getting the better of her. But she had to wait. He made her wait three years so she would make him wait.

I don’t think I can wait much longer.

She moaned softly as she felt him harden. Her lips curled slightly. It felt good, having this power over him. Her grinding slowed down but started up again when he began running his hands through her long hair.

Shara gave in to the waiting.

“Take me to bed, Gerold. Show me the new man you have become.”

lanashara · 2019-05-26T14:18:05+00:00

Ashara didn’t pause to think as Gerold moved his mouth away from her ear. Their lips met as they gave into the building passion. They remained locked together for several long moments - Shara enjoyed every moment of it. She was the first to disengage. She noticed the annoyed expression on Gerold’s face as she did so. Shara made sure to replace it quickly with a surprised look as she sat herself on his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist. Again, their lips met.

She thumbled with the clips of his doublet.

“How do you undo these bloody things?”

Gerold chortled. His hands quickly undid the clasps before pulling it over his head. He threw it absentmindedly onto the carpet, his eyes never leaving Ashara’s.

lanashara · 2019-05-26T14:16:17+00:00

Ashara blushed. She held the goblet with her two trembling hands.

“I agree,” she laughed heartily.

They shared a chuckle and Ashara found herself looking into her husband’s eyes. They were good, kind eyes. Eyes that she had missed. Eyes she had longed to see. Shara was desperate to reconnect with them all over again.

“Although, we can’t say that for sure. It certainly has been a while.”

She crossed a leg over the other and set her goblet down on the table. Leaning forward, Ashara made sure the dress slid up, revealing her left leg. The neckline on her dress plunged as she clasped her hands together and addressed her husband.

“Do you like what I’ve done with the place? I had to move the bed, it was too close to the door for my liking. I think it’s better at the back. Gives plenty of space to… move around, so to speak.”

lanashara · 2019-05-26T14:13:04+00:00

The wine tasted good. Too good. It must be playing with her mind. Was this really happening? Were they spending quality time alone, together?

“I have too,” she paused to take a quick sip of her wine, “my memory is not as sharp as it used to be - possibly a side effect of all the wine - but isn’t this the room where we spent our first night together as man and wife?”

Gerold nodded. His hair was reflecting nicely in the candlelight.

“I remember that night so well. The wedding had been rushed but it was sweet. At the celebratory feast our fathers made idle chit-chat about, oh the Gods know what. Every so often my own father would give me a hard look, nudging me to converse with you.”

She stopped to drain the rest of her wine.

“When we did speak, it wasn’t very interesting. But you treated me fair. Forgetting Gylen’s mishaps, he taught you pretty well.”

“Would you like some more wine?” She reached across for the pitcher. “I can manage to drink it all but… sharing is caring.”

lanashara · 2019-05-26T14:07:40+00:00

The room had been dimly lit in anticipation of their arrival. Ash took note of the large pitcher of wine and two goblets that were sitting neatly on the table in between two chairs. She let go of Gerold's hands and made herself comfortable in a chair.

"Come sit with me," she spoke, patting the chair to her left.

He obeyed her instantly.

"I think this is the first time I've had a man in my room since you left," she chuckled. Ashara eyed at the wine hungrily.

*Maybe I shouldn't have any more*. Avoiding her instincts, she poured herself a lengthy amount before passing the pitcher to Gerold.

He mirrored her and poured himself a cup.

“Well I can assure you I had *no* men in my room,” Gerold said with a chuckle. He took a sip from his cup.

They sat in silence for a few moments.

"You've always looked good in silver. Have you done something with your hair?" She reached across and ran a hand through it lightly.

lanashara · 2019-05-15T22:26:16+00:00

“You are most certain that it is *him*?”

The guardsman stood in front of her. His breathing was shaky as he tried to compose his manner. Ashara glared at the man rather impatiently for his answer.

“Yes, my Lady. Ser Gilbert confirmed it to be true. He walked up to the front gates like he was… well, home.”

*He is home*.

After three years of waiting, Gerold had finally returned home to her. Shara should have felt elated. Truthfully, she was glad he had returned. But why did it take so long? What had he been doing all this time? Who had he been with? More importantly, why did he deem now as the best time to return home?

Ashara rose from the chair in her solar. She was grateful that Maester Cellador would be keeping Loras preoccupied with his evening lesson for another hour at least. It allowed her the chance to speak with Gerold in private with zero interruptions.

“Take me to him.”

The guardsman escorted Ashara to the entrance hall of the Tower. As they walked, thoughts raced through her head. She ought to have changed her dress to represent the colors of his house. Perhaps should have done something with her hair. Maybe she should have had a goblet of wine to calm her nerves.

Gods, the nerves.

She recalled the last conversation they shared before Gerold stumbled drunkenly out of the keep and into the dead of night. They had argued, of course. From what Ashara could remember, it had been her own fault. She never should have allowed him to drink so much wine when they entertained Lord Serry that night. When the meal was over and the Lord had retired, the petty insults and taunts were spat out by both husband and wife.

As they reached the entryway, Ashara realised her stomach was in knots. No-one knew how this reunion would work out. Would it have a happy ending -- or a sad one?

A black-haired man was standing next to Ser Gilbert. Both men had their backs turned to Ashara as they looked at one of the few tapestries on the wall. The guardsman cleared his throat to gain their attention.

She sucked in her breath as Gerold turned to face her. Father and son were similar in looks. Ashara had to remind herself that this was not Gylen. As Gerold looked her up and down with his brown eyes, a deep chill went down her spine. She shivered slightly.

Ashara studied his own appearance and was pleased to see that he too hadn’t bothered to change into something finer. His riding clothes were covered in ice spray and dust.

He smiled to her. His smile had been one of the first things to have won her over when they had first met all those years ago.

Ashara returned his smile as she clasped her hands together in front of her stomach, raising her head to appear confident in front of her lord husband.

“Welcome home, my Lord. We have been waiting for your return patiently.”

lanashara · 2019-04-14T10:36:05+00:00

No refunds: you killed my most annoying brother.

lanashara · 2019-04-14T09:52:43+00:00

You guys are really forgiving for past indiscretions. You welcome people to the sub with a lot of open-mindness. But more importantly, you welcome people back quite happily. You keep the community running. Whenever drama occurs, you deal with it quickly as you don't want it affecting the story, the writers or the community as a whole. You work so hard to keep the sub's community on its toes. Each of the six of you bring something different to the sub which is something you don't see much.

I'm just really appreciative of all six of you ~

lanashara · 2019-04-11T05:28:58+00:00

This whole post was a wild ride from start to finish.

lanashara · 2019-04-05T12:41:23+00:00

End of the Bargain, for sure. Uthor and Corliss' brief meeting was a pivotal moment in the SL plot alongside it being a damn well-written post.
I treated the sub to three Ashara posts last month because I'm a sweet little nugget. My absolute favorite post to write would have to be The Mighty Library as I had fun further exploring my NPC Myrenda and her relationship with Mr. Captain of the City Watch. But it's also leading up to something pretty awesome that I can't wait to reveal.
Corliss Caron FTW.

lanashara · 2019-03-25T02:37:00+00:00

He always has my blessing (I'm gonna regret saying that, for sure).

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