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    Davis thinks
    The way she said that... I can be sure that she thinks I intend to bed her... but would she want me to? god damn sometimes I hate love, its too complicated, I'll wait just a little bit more so I can be sure if she won't hate me forever if I do something she doesn't like.
    he thinks
    "So."
    he pauses and grins at her, his hair falls and a stray strand of it lands on Fey's nose
    "I can do what I want jsut because I have yuo trapped?"
    he chuckles
    "Well, if I do something yuo don't like feel free to slap me."
    he leans down and kisses her softly.



    Fey giggled softly as some hair fell on her nose, stroking the long black strand behind Davis's ear, "anything." She confirmed before they kissed. The smaller blonde wrapped his arms around Davis's neck lightly, carefully nibbling his lip as she spoke softly, "Anything... And I mean that."

    Davis eases off the loose white shirt that he wears and deepens the kiss
    well... that escalated quickly...



    Fey continued to kiss Davis as he took his shirt off, slowly moving her hands on his bare chest. The small blonde lightly pulled her lips away from him, taking her own shirt off and breathing out as she looked at him, "I love you, Davis."

    Davispulls her closer to him and his fingers explore her back and run through her hair, he grins
    "I love you too Fey, and there are too many ways to make that an understatement."



    Laying beneath Davis after they finished, Fey's thin face was covered with sweat. The young lady reached out and touched the Drow's face, stroking his cheek gently, "that was amazing, my love." She whispered, softly kissing Davis. Oh, she was tired. She had remembered how tired she was after struggling when she was raped, and this was almost as bad in her tiredness.

    Davis chuckles
    "Oh now you call me "my love" now I need an endearing nickname for you then."
    he grins and kisses her cheek.

    He chuckles
    "I have no idea, but if we do then I'm going to be telling him stories of how awesome we are all the time."
    he grins at her
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    Davis sighs and lets Fey sleep, he lies down next to her and sudden exhastion fills his limbs
    Damn! if I'm tired it must had been hard... I feel like I lifted weights for hours nonstop while wearing full plate armor meant for a giant!
    he falls into his trance to rest.

    Davis comes out of his trance and smiles at Fey
    "Hey, good afternoon Fey. feel any better?"

    Davis grins and kisses her back
    "I feel like I ran a marathon wearing a giant's plate armor and a claymore."
    he grins again and then his eyes roll up into his head and he falls unconsious.
    The place Davis appears in is strange, nothing is physical and seems to be made of arcane energy, before him, a vaguely humaniod shape appears
    "You must be the one they call Davsi Treadus Riardon... or in your real home, Davis Joran Lukus, a failing bookwriter and a Human, am I correct?"
    Davis gapes at the strange figure, it had taken on the shape of a Dragonborn, his scales the color of platinum and his eyes solid gold orbs of energy.
    "How... how did you know? and who are you?"
    the Dragonborn shrugs
    "The I can see into your mind Davis, and as for who I am, I am Bahamut, the god your character revers as his protecter and role model, or have you forgotten?"
    Davis's jaw drops and he falls to one knee, choosing not to offend the Bahamut
    "I'm sorry, I've been occupied with sorting my priorities out..."
    the god walks froward and rests a hand on his shoulder
    "There is no need to be sorry, I understand your confusion and wish to help you, you will meet one of my most loyal servants on the road to the red Dragon's lair, trust in him and you will prevail."
    Davis comes back to himself shivering wildly and his eyes unfocused, his hand grasp Fey's arms and he stares into her eyes, somewhat calming himself
    "Fey, the gods of D&D are real... I just... I just talked to the Platinum Dragon Bahamut himself..."

    He nods, a haunted look coming across his face
    "Yes, he said he wanted to help and that one of his most faithful servants would meet us on the road to the Dragon's lair, I'm guessing he's going to send a Paladin or something like that..."
    he hugs Fey close to himself, fairly freaked out by the revelation that the gods exist.