~ The Chambers of Canos ~

[Ravyn]

Of course. Canos couldn't let anyone win against him; it was what made him such a good king. Still, he had to pay for killing that elf. Ravyn didn't know exactly what he wanted him for, but he had spoiled her fun. There was so much more she could have done without that pesky restriction. Sharan continued to feast on the elf, cracking a rib from the prone and bloodied form. A pool of blood and gore coated the floor, spreading through the cracks in the stone as it dripped steadily down the wall. Ravyn kept her footing even when her partner threw a blanket at her. When she whipped it off in short order, she found herself in combat with a very naked Canos. She was glad she was not like most women this day and age - stuck with a fat farmer or a scarred and ugly soldier. Canos was the model of male perfection. Right now, though, she needed to make sure he learned what he would pay for. "That elf," she snarled, "should have gone through more. You killed him too early, you impetuous male!" With an ungodly shriek of sorts, she leaped towards him, blade poised to slash his shoulder. Ravyn had a controlled hand; she would not do more than barely slice the skin. At the last second, however, she ducked to slip past and slash at his calf. Canos would not leave this fight unmarked.

[Canos]

For once it was Canos, not Ravyn that had the upper hand. Ravyn was skilled in deception and seduction, as well as planning and scheming, all of these she could contend and possibly surpass Canos in, yet in hand to hand combat, without poisons, Canos was a heavy favorite. Canos watched her as she spoke, telling him why she was attacking him. “I will find you another that you can kill and….” But she leapt at him before he had been given a chance to finish. It didn’t matter what direction Ravyn lunged or leapt at him, Canos simply sidestepped her entire attack with a graceful move, placing his right foot into the joint of her kneecap. He did not want to hurt her and he would not use one of his swords if he didn’t have to. He would defend himself if she managed to attack him, but when she was simply jumping from a bed towards him with very little balance, he wasn’t going to need to use his sword, and his appendages would work just fine. He had not taught her how to fight. She had learned somewhere else, but it was proven that what he had learned was superior in many facets to whatever tactics she knew.

[Ravyn]

Of course Canos sidestepped her; it was what she expected him to do. He usually managed to outdo her in combat. He was a strong fighter; that was not her strength. She knew how to defend herself, but not how to defeat someone like Canos. His foot connected solidly with her knee, causing her to stumble onto her knees. Her hands hit the floor, putting her on all fours. Whirling like a jungle cat, she slashed at his calf. Sharan looked up with interest, blood dripping off his jaws. His golden eyes watched his master; she moved swiftly, like he did. But she gave him no signal, so he went back to gnawing at a rib he had pulled off. Ravyn heard the first part of his offer, but it was too late to stop her actions. Besides, this was fun. Once she had marked him, she would let him win. Ravyn just wanted to prove that she could touch him. Until then, she would battle him. Ravyn didn't give up easily. She didn't like to lose, even if it was against the unbeatable one.

[Canos]

Canos smirked as his foot collided with her leg and she dropped to all fours. That was an interesting position. If Ravyn had not been naked and in a rather… “interesting” position, Canos would have finished her but he stopped for a moment to look at her as she stayed there. Canos could not help but look at her. She had such a perfect body, a perfect tan, her eyes were piercing and cruel and Canos loved it. She had marvelous facial features, her hair flowing behind her head and over her shoulders, wild and free. Canos forgot to take a defensive stance and before he could react fully, she was cutting towards his leg. Canos managed to get out of the way for the most part but the knife did scrap across his shin, causing a wound to open on his leg. Canos wasn’t having quite as much fun now and he knew that he had to end this. In the same motion that he used to step away he slashed his sword down hard on her weapon, moving towards her, his knee colliding heavily with her side as she was still on all fours. Canos was going for her stomach so that he would knock the wind out of her and paralyze her for a moment. Then he would be able to manipulate her rather easily.

[Ravyn]

Success! A wound opened on his leg, blood dripping out a bit. Of course, it was nothing compared to the blood already there from the elf, who was missing major parts of his body thanks to the black jaguar greedily eating his flesh below him. Ravyn knew that now would come Canos' punishment for her. No one, not even her, attacked him and got off scotch free. Still, it was enough for Ravyn that she had marked him. Her short dagger - nonpoisonous, fortunately for Canos - skidded across the floor. She yelped involuntarily and skidded in the opposite direction as his knee caught her in the ribs. Her body rolled a few times and she came to rest on her stomach, gasping for air. That move was clever; he had not meant to harm her, just wind her momentarily. It worked, too. She attempted to raise herself up on one arm as she landed, trying to get up at least a bit. Ravyn was a fighter still, even after she had won in her mind. Winning wasn't necessarily about killing the other person; it was accomplishing what you wanted. Ravyn had drawn first blood - she won this round.

[Canos]

Canos watched as he attack worked and both the knife and Ravyn hit the floor. The knife landed and skidded with a metallic clatter as his sword crashed against it. Ravyn flew across the room and she rolled a few times before she simply remained there for a moment. He had struck her well; she would be temporarily unmovable for a moment. Canos smirked and tossed his sword onto a table and walked towards Ravyn as she struggled to get up. He smirked as she collapsed again, her air not coming into her body yet. She was still very weak from the hit and he had not hit her with all of his force. Canos walked over to her and bent down, pulling her up by her hair and grabbing her around the neck as he began to walk with her, his muscles tensing and bulging as he held her tight, “That was not funny or amusing.” Canos growled, holding her in his strong grip, “You will pay for that.” Ravyn was right in the assumption that she would not be in a good position now that she had caused him pain and a mark.

[Ravyn]

A sharp wrench made her suck in a great mouthful of air, gasping again. Her lungs heaved as he dragged her up. Her breath was cut short again as his arm, thick and muscular, locked around her slender neck. Out of reflex her hands grabbed at his arm, but she didn't pull at them. It was futile; his arm was like a steel cord around her, immovable and strong. Sharan snarled, crouching. His master was in trouble. His golden eyes narrowed to slits, his claws extending as he readied for the pounce. "No!" Ravyn managed to gasp out, "no, Sharan!" He sank back, puzzled, but still ready. "It was worth it," she choked out, managing a hoarse laugh. It was, too. She had cut the undefeatable Canos. Her legs dragged, struggling to gain purchase. However, the stone was slick with blood and she merely slipped even more. Ravyn strained for breath, but she knew this part wouldn't last too much longer. Canos wouldn't kill her like this; she was too useful to him.

[Canos]

Of course Canos wouldn’t kill her like this. She was too useful to him and she knew that as well as he did. But Canos was not going to simply let her get away without some pain in this situation and not the good kind of pain. His leg continued to drip blood and the jaguar set to pounce. Canos would have loved to have the jaguar pounce so he could kill it. He hated that thing. Canos had her against a wall and she was struggling to grab hold of it to support herself as he dragged her, his arms tight around her neck. Perhaps it was worth it to her, but in a real fight, she had to know that he would win. He suddenly spun her around and forced her against the wall, facing him, his hand still on her neck, looking cruelly at her. Then he leaned down and kissed her passionately and lustfully, bringing his body close to hers and suddenly bringing himself into her as he kissed her. She would be taken off guard like he had been. It would be interesting, but he doubted that she would object to anything at the moment.

[Ravyn]

She scrabbled for purchase, trying to escape him out of a basic instinct to breath. Suddenly his arm was off her neck and his lips pinned her hard against the wall. Ravyn stiffened, then relaxed. The fierce and hardened woman of a few moments before became soft and pliable in her husband's hands. She kissed him back just as wantingly, quickly moving her lips down his neck to kiss him roughly. Her hands pressed against his abs, a gasp escaping her lips as he pressed against her. Sharan ignored them now; Ravyn was safe enough. He reached up and ripped at the shoulder of the desecrated elf, finally snapping the arm off. It was a challenge, considering the heavy manacles that held the wrists. The black jaguar settled under the table, grisly souvenir in mouth, becoming merely a shadow. Ravyn entertwined herself with Canos, her legs wrapping around his waist as she used the wall to push herself up. Now her head was above his, her dark hair spilling around his shoulders as she greedily kissed him, wanting more. The fight of a minute ago was forgotten. All that mattered was this.

[Canos]

Canos had to have two completely different personalities. When he was with her on the bed he was gentle and almost loving towards Ravyn because he wanted to please her and he knew the importance of foreplay to a woman. He knew that they liked to be treated to special things before the man rushed into things and Canos knew how to do that. Canos also knew that they would be more inclined to stay longer if they were pleased in the beginning. That was one side of him and then there was this other side that was completely dominant and forceful. It was a side of him that so many people got to see and one of these people was Ravyn. Canos was being very forceful, holding tight onto her neck as she kissed him. He kept his hands on her neck, holding her tightly, perhaps limiting her breath a bit, but she liked to be rough and Canos was obviously enjoying it. Canos was literally having his way with her now, moving back and forth, and pounding her into the wall each time he moved. Canos was too powerful for most people and it was a bed thing sometimes. But, right now, it was a very good thing.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn liked the softer side of romantic affairs as much as the next woman, but she was different as well. She had no problem with the rougher side of things on occasion. Not every day, but it was a good thing when she was feeling in the mood for it. She strained against his hold on her neck, pressing against the breathlessness of it. Her body shook as he shoved against her, but the pain was good. Pain meant you were alive. Right now, Ravyn was very much alive. Letting out a rather loud growl, she dug her nails into his back. She followed her instincts in these moments, and she really couldn't help herself when she did things like that. More marks on Canos. Her fingers pressed into her skin, no doubt working on leaving bruises. Oh well. None of the guards would dare make comments, though she was sure she and Canos were the subject of at least a few discussions. She moved with him, wanting him to enjoy this as well, but naturally most of the work now was on the male. Ravyn enjoyed this part, as did Canos. It was one of the things that kept them from killing each other.

[Canos]

Canos knew that she was enjoying herself but he also knew that she was in a bit of pain because she was digging into his shoulder and his back. She was leaving marks, but this time Canos didn’t mind it. He liked the fact that she was so intently focused on him. It wasn’t like she really had a choice because of what he was doing. He continued to move. He knew that he would not tire for a good long time, but he also knew that eventually he was going to have to attend to other matters of diplomacy and war. He would have to finish sooner rather than late. It wasn’t that hard of a feet considering the fact that he was already very turned on by his wife and it was her fault that he was. It wasn’t long before he felt the warmness of his body begin to filter down and he gave out a loud grunt and moan as he finished. He looked up at Ravyn and he moved his lips to her neck and he bit down on her neck hard and long, his teeth sinking into her skin as he remained in her, enjoying the pleasure, trying to cope with the amount that he was receiving. He moved his hands and held onto her waist, his arms strong and wrapped tightly around her as he held her, loving the feel of her skin and of her body.

[Ravyn]

Right now a war could be going on and still all Ravyn could think about would be Canos. He was her mind right now, her sole purpose. The breathed as one, quick and deep, his body shaking hers roughly. But Ravyn liked this, so she made no effort to stop him. "Canos....." she moaned, her hands clasped around his neck in ecstasy. Her lips pressed roughly into his neck, biting at it, moving to his lips as well, abusing them. He was such fun to touch, to run her hands over. Even if he were not her perfect counterpart, Ravyn would be drawn to him for physical means alone. She felt him growing hot, and her body responded likewise. "Canos!" she half groaned, half yelled. Her head lolled back, eyes losing focus, as pleasure ran like fire through her veins, pumping through her in an impossibly hot fashion. His teeth ground on her neck, bringing another exclamation from her throat. Ravyn's whole body shook as he stayed in her, sweat coating her skin and making it shine as if oiled. "Oh Canos...." she sighed, pleased with him. Her body stayed against him; she didn't want to let him go, let him go off to his war plans and diplomacy. Ravyn was greedy for more, as she usually was, and she wouldn't let him go easily.

[Canos]

Canos didn’t want to go anywhere. He didn’t want to deal with the pressing matters of the kingdom and of the war that he was planning to wage. So many things were happening now that he had set into motion. He had found a maiar in the North, he was negotiating with the elves, there was a Gondorian in his palace and he was at an interesting set of terms with Angmar. He didn’t really know for sure about what was going on with the dwarves, but he had heard something about a prominent ruler coming to power in that part of the world as well. Canos didn’t want to make a visit to the dwarves holds but he was going to have to do so sooner rather than late. Canos was content for the moment just holding Ravyn in his arms. Eventually though he drew away and picked her up in his arms, cradling her in his arms as he walked with her over to the bed and placed her gently down, as opposed to throwing her like he had before. Canos smiled down at her and looked over her body once or twice before he moved his glances to her eyes. He had very rarely stayed with her during the night because after all, they were not in love. “I am afraid I must leave you now. It seems that matters concerning the dwarfs and Angmar are becoming rather pressing.” Canos began. He didn’t like when diplomatic situations went sour. He looked back at the elf that was half eaten by the jaguar. “I will get you another elf.” Canos promised and then ran his hands through his hair. “Tell me though…what should we do about the dwarves? I am sure you have heard about this new ruler. “Canos often required Ravyn to change from being his lover to his adviser very quickly. This was just another one of those situations. He didn’t want to leave without her giving him some advice about how to deal with this Eastern power.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn allowed herself to be carried, pleased but a bit tired out from the short workout both of them shared together. She languished on the bed, placing her hands on her stomach and sighing. Ravyn rolled on her side to look at him then, propping up her head with her elbow. Canos was a good lover; if he didn't have to go she would make sure he never left. Still, being an evil king meant you had to do a lot of work. She made no move to cover her body - it belonged to Canos and he had right to look at it as much as he wanted. Besides, there was a small chance she could convince him to stay a bit longer. Her body was a part of that convincing. Stretching gloriously, her back arching gracefully, she sighed again. "Well, Canos," she started, "I know you hate visiting the dwarves. Why don't I do it? Dwarves are always more open to female visitors. I am sure I could take a trip there and find out more about this ruler. We shall see what sort of person this new ruler is." Ravyn had a way with the male gender. Again, her body was part of that.