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Post by Cao Cao on Jul 28, 2008 14:39:03 GMT -5
Cao’s relationship with Sun Jian was one of intrigue and dispute. Undoubtedly they had worked together under the Han, and were aware of each others capabilities. But Mengde would always emphasise and manipulate situations to his favour, the machiavellian cogs in his mind ever seeking to advance his own position. Perhaps Cao and Jian were indeed friends, or even bitter enemies, the truth did not matter; it was the truth that Cao wanted people to believe that held prime importance.
Ensuring the veracity of his statements to Xiang here was key, and this could be attained easily through careful words, compliments, and the occasional affectionate touch. But then the Wu princess did something that shook Mengde slightly; a genuine apology, and a soft caressing of his wounded cheek made a tremor shake through his body. Her touch was delicate, her skin silkily soft.. Was he falling for the very traps he originally laid out? Before Cao could even began to form an answer, she had pulled back, and his instinct to pounce on the weak and confused quickly took over.
He kept his hand rested upon her shoulder, every so often channelling affection through a gentle squeeze, or a subtle rub. As Xiang’s head fell low, Cao shook her body with that same hand, making her look back up, into his own eyes, as if he was spreading some hypnotic spell through them that kept her on that leash. The words would then follow, and complete the perfect mixture of manipulation.
“Apologise for nothing, woman, always stick to what you do - we cannot change what we have already done. It would seem your father taught you spirit, and gave you your fiery nature; must I be the one to teach you of the worlds fire.. And passionate nature?” He smirked slightly, narrowing his eyes slyly to the girl before him, the corner of his lips curling into a wicked smile. The thumb on his hand extended slightly, enough for the tip to lightly caress her exposed neck. These words now were again given a slightly alluring tone. Cao would indeed keep a tight leash around this woman’s neck, and it would be woven from a mix of manipulation, fear, and from his own masculinity, seduction.
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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Jul 28, 2008 14:54:02 GMT -5
Xiang felt less like a Tiger and more like a Kitten in the presence of Cao Cao. His touch was so gentle that her eyes closed in relaxation, feeling the stress practically float away. She believed it was what she wanted, whole heartidly believed what she was allowing this man to do was justified and right, then again that was all credited to Cao Cao's manipulation.
She was shook again gently and found her eyes locked on his. His hand again rubbing and squeesing on her shoulder and later on towards her neck, a place she had a particular liking towards. Again her eyes closed as the Wei lord gave her a sort of one handed massage. She only opened them again when he spoke, she felt her heart miss a beat, whether out of shock or affection she couldn't quite figure out. She gulped, but there wasn't really a yes or no to this, he had her, he knew that, and he would show her regardless of her answer.
"If that is your wish my Lord..." She stated, a different tone and wording to how she was before, now she was basically accepted her position. He was a man and she was a woman, she had no true power here, and she seemed happy to let it be so.
Was this the end of Xiang's resistance? Or could she somehow refind her previous values and ideals. Right now she was at Cao Cao's maniulative mercy, it was a game she was severals goals behind on, and right now she didn't look like bringing the score back any time soon...
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Post by Cao Cao on Jul 28, 2008 15:13:52 GMT -5
My lord… Those two words were all Cao Cao needed to hear. He had them barked out to him countless times before, from thousands of different men and women, from once at a time, to hundreds at a time. They sounded no different from the others, but now they held great importance to Mengde. They were the words that signalled his leadership, his dominance over the very soul that uttered them. Coming from the princess of Wu, they tasted even the more sweeter.
Seeing the young girl become comforted by his tender touch, Cao delicately slid his hand further across Xiang’s shoulder, until all four fingers rested upon her soft skin. The tips had curled around to the nape of her neck, lightly grazing the tiny hairs that adorned her, before moving back down to the side, continuing the delicate massage. Each touch was calculated and planned, which would’ve sapped its affectionate strength in an instant should Xiang know. Mengde could only smile, as soft as the touch that graced Xiang’s neck, and nod to her words, before waiting just a few moments in the brief silence, basking in what they meant, and then giving his reply.
“My wish is for you to keep your fire, lady Xiang, and keep me intrigued.. I have no interest in the dull.” He grinned again, as sly as ever. What was meant fully by this statement was unclear, but one certainty was Cao’s attraction to the woman’s own skill in manipulation, and the fiery zest she had shown at the feast. He needed not another blind servant, but someone who could fuel his own ambitions with their enthusiasm. All that was needed on Mengde’s part was a very sharp push in the right direction.
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Post by Mr Nor on Jul 28, 2008 15:17:26 GMT -5
Zei Fang turned to walk away and spoke as he went down the stairs. "When he kills you... do not expect a burial in Wu. Zhou Tai rules in place of Sun Jian now. your father truly is a coward if he cannot handle ruling a kingdom..." he spat as he walked down the stairs. He frowned to himself as he walked towards the gates of Xu Chang and where he stabled his horse. The only thing he could feel was sympathy for the naive SSX. Oh, well. He tried.
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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Jul 28, 2008 15:29:31 GMT -5
Again he was masterful in how he would lightly caress her skin, moving to the nape of her neck and then back down the sides, it was as if he could read Shang Xiang's mind and know exactly where to touch. Her own hand had come around his back and done a similar motion, almost in direct tune to Cao's own movements.
He wanted her to be fiery again for some reason, she thought he would want to feel the dominance of his self, and her lack of it, but for some reason he wanted her to be less a Kitten and more of a Tiger like before. She looked up at him again, and her submissive look turned into a smirk as she stood up.
If he wanted fire she would give him fire. She moved to kiss him on the lips in one quick motion, but halted before their lips came together, this would probably come as a surprise, but soon he'd feel contact, but not the kind he expected, she would have bitten his bottom lip, it may draw blood, it may not.
That's all she did though, a smirk on her face, it was a test to see what he'd do, would he be rougher with her? He ought to be, if this is how he wanted her he should be ready to impose his self, or what was the whole point in manipulating her to be at his every whim? Making her act like this was going to bring the best of her skills out, but increase the risk she might figure it all out...
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Post by Cao Cao on Jul 28, 2008 16:02:26 GMT -5
Sun Shang Xiang’s move was certainly unexpected; even the kiss would’ve brought shock to Cao Cao. The swift, sharp bite on his bottom lip however, piercing the skin to let tiny drops of blood flow, was what affirmed to Cao Cao she was indeed the daughter of a tiger. He barely flinched at the pain; much like the slap, his visage became one of sinister contentment, and his grin grew wider as the taste of his own blood grazed the tip of his tongue. To this he smirked, further narrowed his eyes, and pressed closer into the young woman’s body.
Was she overstepping her boundaries as a woman? Cao clearly did not care of the order of genders, it was skill, talent, and fire that he felt made people. He made a quick response to her vicious bite, feeling that little time could be wasted for him to show her his own position in this scene. His fingers curled around up into the back of her hair, swiftly pulling the young Xiang closer to him, entering into a hard kiss onto her lips. Instantly he bit down on her lip, and as a moment passed to let the feelings linger, Mengde’s hand grazed back down onto the Wu princesses shoulder, and, still bit down, he pushed the woman backwards, fully tugging on her lip as the kiss was broken. Cao smirked once more, letting out a slight devious laugh, before speaking.
“You are the tigress I imagined, Xiang, it is not often I am wounded in such encounters..” His grin became wider, yet Cao was telling quite a direct lie, even to himself; he had not been expecting such a devious response from the girl, and as much as it amused, and even pleased him, he would still be wary of the surprises this woman would spring on him. He stood before her, having pushed her back quite forcefully, exerting his dominance, and suckled lightly on his own bottom lip, the blood still treacling from its tender wounds.
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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Jul 28, 2008 16:48:25 GMT -5
Xiang was already into it as she tasted Cao Cao's blood on the inside of her mouth. She gave a grin of satisfaction but that was soon taken away as Cao Cao brought her closer, trying to outdo the former Wu woman. It was certainly rough, this time it was her lip that was to be bitten, hers however did not bleed, Cao Cao's teeth either being too blunt of his bite not quite strong enough. To make up for that she got a strong shove backwards, making her bump back into the Wei Lord's test, which she slid and sat onto quite nicely.
"You call that a wound?!" She said jokingly.
Her head was slightly lowered, but her eyes gleamed up like a Tiger ready to pounce, Cao Cao hadn't quite exerted his dominance enough, she loved playing rough, of course never going this far before. It was like play fighting when she was younger, where she would often play rough and fight with the boys. It brought a competitiveness to her that lookekd hungry, the kind of look Cao Cao surely was hoping would appear sooner or later, the kind of look he wanted from her on the battlefield.
She had a smirk on her face, a playful one, as if daring Cao Cao to try and do it again, she was ready though, she would play this game with him, another game to see if she could beat him. She had always been attracted to strong men, so with Cao Cao playing this dominance game, she was even more ready to give completely into the Wei Lord, by the end of it she would have probably forgotten all about hating the man.
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Post by Cao Cao on Jul 28, 2008 17:16:25 GMT -5
As the young Wu girl slid back up onto his desk, sitting innocent, dainty, and unaffected, with only a smirk across her lips, and not a mark as Cao had wished, it was as if Xiang was taunting her lord. It stirred a slight thrill in Cao Cao, who just smirked in return, slowly rolling up the sleeves of his elegant robe, and stepping forward, each step a motion to be noticed. Before long he stood right in front of the playful young girl, and his hand had reached out to cup her cheek, caressing down it, before sliding down slightly beneath her chin, and gently grasping at her visage. He turned her head from side to side, exerting now his dominance, and examining the flawless beauty Wu’s princess had kept. Again he smirked, and gave his alluring reply.
“Why would I want to wound such visage when I can enjoy it far more in its perfect condition?” Leaning in closer, Mengde tilted Xiang’s head back quite forcefully, exposing her bare neck to the open air. His lips moved closer to her skin, his warm breath skittering across her neck delicately. Her scent was certainly one of a princess, and it made Cao smirk even more. There were none around to witness his acts, none to gossip and spread bile about the young girl; Mengde believed that the girls very presence in his private chambers was enough to stir the dirty thoughts of many officials. What was wrong with Cao fully taking advantage of the situation, and gaining his own sordid pleasure?
His lips grazed across Shang Xiang’s skin, before kissing her neck tenderly, and, once again in an instant, biting down upon it. he began to suckle on it, forcing an element of the roughness she was used to in to the encounter. True, his teeth weren’t as sharp as the Tigress’, but the force of his bite added to his dangerous intent. His body began pressing into her, and the grip around her cheeks forced her head further back. Would these wicked games seduce Xiang even further? Could he truly manipulate the girl to his far deeper, ambitious goals? Or was Cao the one falling into the trap?
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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Jul 28, 2008 17:32:17 GMT -5
Cao Cao was going to come over, it made her grin grow a little wider as he towered over her. He leant down and before Xiang could react he was moving her head side to side, examing her appearance, and he seemed to approve. She was in a delicate position and Cao Cao took full advantage as his mouth was brought down to her neck and begun kissing gently at first, but then bit down.
She had moved her arms under his robes and placed them on his back, her nails touching his skins as if she was going to scratch but the bite from Cao Cao on her neck made her reel them back as he body arched from the pain and shock. The last thing she wanted was to bleed there. She knew what he was doing, like an animal bites its mate's neck to mark it, it was like Cao Cao was doing the same, marking his new woman.
He sucked on the bite hard, making blood rush up to the skin, thankfully the wound did not produce blood, but the mark would be left afterwards when he let go. To add to the current situation, her head was moved even further up to grant Cao Cao even better access, it made her gasp, the kind of noise he would want to hear, as it was a gasp of pleasure and excitement rather than to gain air or of shock.
Right now in this position she couldn't do much else but wait for the lord to let go of her neck...
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Post by Cao Cao on Jul 28, 2008 17:52:40 GMT -5
As Cao has begun to approach Xiang with the initial kisses, she engaged him with her arms, as if welcoming his presence in such a close position. All soon shifted as he bit down hard on her neck, suckling harshly on the skin trapped between his teeth, breaking the hidden blood vessels to mark her, yet he still would not cut through her soft, tender skin. Mengde’s fingertips caressed the young Wu girl’s cheek as her head was pushed aside, as if trying to sooth her and damage her simultaneously, creating a marriage of differing feelings and pleasures.
In the final moments of the encounter, enticed on by the soft moans escaping from his preys lips, Cao bit harder, nibbling fiercely on the slightly swollen mark, before pulling back, not before grazing the brand with the tip of his tongue, licking up along her jaw line, and then smirking. Keeping her head tilted back, Mengde admired his fine piece of work, grinning to himself, before swiftly withdrawing his hand from its position on her, and letting more words barrage his victim.
“The mark states you’re mine now, woman, cherish it.” His tone suggested he was playful and devious with the woman in front of him, who’s body he now pressed into heavily with his own, but his fiery eyes and hidden soul would suggest otherwise. His branding of the girl made his actions today clear for all to see, and that is where his true source of pride came from. The added pleasure was all in the fact she was young, beautiful: nubile.
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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Jul 28, 2008 18:06:48 GMT -5
If there was anyway of proving who belonged to who this was it, and to be honest she didn't mind at all, she enjoyed every second of it and that was evident, she was strong enough to put up a fight if she had wanted to. Whether the mark would go or not was of no concern to her, it would be there for the rest of her life, at least in her mind.
She nodded as she stated she belonged to him, possibly the moment taking a hold of her, her breathing showing she was still under its effects as she was near panting with excitement. She smiled giving him big lovable eyes. Had she fell for him now? Was she truly at his whim? Would this question constantly surround the two of them? Truth was she had given in, Cao Cao should realise that now, she would never have allowed anyone to do that to her unless she wanted them to, it was as simple as that.
He was still against her body, no longer biting, but his face was close by. She brought her's forward and once more touched his lips with hers and looked to again bite his bottom lip, but instead she sucked on it gently, as if trying to heal it up for him, again she felt his blood, not so much this time, it was bound to have stopped bleeding by now, or at least not as much. She gave perhaps the cutest look she had done so far to Cao Cao as she backed away and bit her own bottom lip, she wasn't in the driving seat, and had no real idea what to do next.
Would he play more games with her? Or would he do something else? She gave him a look suggesting she wasn't sure what he wanted from her now, she waited for him to prompt her, either by voice or by action.
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Post by Cao Cao on Jul 28, 2008 18:31:36 GMT -5
One key feature of Sun Shang Xiang that caught Mengde continually were her big, wide, sparkling eyes, a sea that he could get lost in were he not careful and cautious enough to moderate his own actions. Pleasure still trembled through him as he was briefly fixated on the beautiful girl’s gaze, broken by her approaching kiss. Cao met her gentle suckling with a tender massage of Xiang’s lips, the two locked together in the brief moment of passion. The Wei lord’s hand found itself trailing up along her arm, grazing the tiny hair follicles, which he felt stood up as pleasure waved through her body.
As she pulled back, Mengde was again caught by those wide eyes, and an increased level of cuteness from his former victim. It was deeply enticing, perhaps drawing in him too much, his hand finding itself crawling down to caress her petite legs, which dangled down beside Cao’s hips. Quickly, a grin returned to his moist lips, the blood having been removed by her tender kiss, and, having composed himself, he growled out what would seem to be a final order for the day.
“Very good.. You will return to your chambers now. I’ll be sure to come for you later.” He then stepped back, grasping at Xiang’s hand and pulling her up off the desk and onto her feet, right into the daunting body, taller body of Mengde. The extreme closeness was intentional, and another wave of excitement crashed through their minds. He was taunting her again, knowing he had her, he would make her wait for what she wanted, what she craved. His grin let it known that he had full intentions of finishing their encounter, but when was the sinister nature of this lord’s game.
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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Jul 28, 2008 18:48:48 GMT -5
Cao Cao was backing away as the brief kiss ended. Xiang was in a slight state of shock at his new actions... he was... he was actually going to make her wait!? She fought to get the reason, then realised it was his game again, but she felt so let down she didn't have the energy to try and play again, nor did she suspect he would join in, he'd probably get angry and tell her to leave again.
He said he would come later, and she nodded as she was helped off the desk. "Yes my Lord." She again looked up into his eyes, they were close again and she could see he was enjoying his power games, she wasn't all of a sudden, but didn't let it show too much.
When he finally let her pass she walked out and returned to her chamber to sit on her bed to contemplate. She knew he'd come later, he had to... but she wasn't sure if she wanted it, in the heat of the moment she would have pounced on him given the word but now she was out of that atmosphere and beginning to think a bit more rationally... if she did... do it with him, wouldn't that make her pregnant... was that what he wanted all along? For her to have his child so then Wei and Wu would forever be linked, and he would have a family line to the Sun's great ancestors of old... or was it for political power? Or was it purely because he loved her... she didn't know, so many possibilities...
She slumped down into a lying position, sighing and closing her eyes. She felt quite worn out after all of that with Lord Cao Cao, she needed a rest...
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Post by Cao Cao on Jul 29, 2008 7:28:41 GMT -5
As Sun Shang Xiang left the room with a slight downtrodden demeanour, Cao Cao kept an eyeful watch on her every movement, as if enticed by her very steps. He lightly rubbed his now swollen lip, flickering his tongue over the sore, bitten mark, smirking as he tasted the bitterness of his own blood, and the sweetness of Xiang’s lips. It was a strange blend, one that was irregular and rarely seen, but the mixture brought a tang of excitement to Mengde’s mind. He continued to stare at the now empty doorway, pondering his future with her, and how to further keep her in his grasp.
Shrugging slightly, Cao turned back to his desk, noticing that many of the parchments and scrolls had been knocked to the floor from where Xiang was forced up onto it. There was little difference to the disorganised stack of papers, save the small empty space where she had sat, and Cao had branded his mark upon her. He then walked over to where he rested his sword, picking it up, and looking along its fine, bladed edges, seeing that it was still untainted with blood. Thoughts of war crossed the Hero of Chaos’ mind, before he delicately laid the sword down on the empty space on his desk. Rolling his sleeves up, he sat back down at his desk, took another piece of parchment, armed himself with his writing implement, and began to study once more.
Mengde often filled his time with these moments, ever expanding his mind through writing and analysis. It kept his mind alive; and now, with the Tigress under his command, his heart too was kept fully beating.
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Post by Sun Shang Xiang on Aug 1, 2008 10:17:28 GMT -5
A short time after Cao Cao had re-entered the Private Chambers, ordering the former Wu girl to follow him, Xiang arrived. She looked angry as she slammed the door behind her, and stared towards her lord with a stare that would have make Lu Bu gulp in anticipation. Something had angered her, and it seemed to have something to do with Mengde. What would he think it to be? The way he slapped her? Could she have figured out he had been lying to her? So many possibilities.
"You told me my father was proud of me..." She started speaking as she walked towards Cao Cao. ...I saw my brother today, well, he walked past me. He said I was unforgivable. So Lord Cao Cao, how is it I go from being the pride of my family by being with you, to being public enemy number one in Wu!"
She knew even if she was feisty for a woman, that Cao Cao would overpower her, but she was in a rage at being so easily used and manipulated. She would make Cao Cao pay, even if it meant she could be arrested and executed for treason. She charged forward, aiming to tackle Cao Cao, whether he was sat on his chair or stood up, she would still put all her force and leap off her feet, all of her rage going into the attack.
Cao Cao was no idiot in fights, he would probably see Xiang was going to attack from her expression and body language, so he had a good reason to be slightly ahead of the game. Could he get out of this though? Physically he could, but could he keep Xiang on his side somehow, as right now it seemed she was quickly losing faith in Wei, and right now it seemed inevitable she would tempt her luck and go back to Wu for her punishments and hopefully return to the Sun Family.
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