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When Lust Meets War

Novel By: sineadmc1990
Erotica



IF I GET LESS THAN FIVE (5) COMMENTS I'M DELETING THIS. AGAIN.

There is no porn/erotica until later chapters. You're gonna have to wait.

Its a complicated novel, and I'm still working on it. I keep going back to the early chapters, especially this one. Think of this as erotica but with a decent storyline.

This one novel covers practically every genre. And it even has some Latin phrases. ^_^ View table of contents...


Chapters:

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Submitted:Dec 10, 2007    Reads: 160    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Chapter XI

The sun once again set and rose on a new day. Fidelis left Permotio immediately after their unplanned, unrehearsed act, lying on the stage of the Main Hall. As the Highest Metuere Queen, no one was allowed to help her; she was too stiff to move. Fidelis had collected his clothes and was now in the Odium Headquarters. Unlike the Metueres, the Odiums lived in their own homes, interbreeding with those in society. They lived in cities, towns, villages, but all came once a week to the Odium Headquarters. It seemed like another abandoned building, left for squatters and graffiti to cover the building. The local council had done nothing - much to the displeasure of the neighbourhood - but only Fidelis and his father knew why. The Odiums paid the council on the first day of every lunar month. On the day after the New Moon, a rather large amount of money was paid to the council, as a bribe to keep them away from the abandoned house.

Although outside it seemed like any other building, where its owners had long left, the interior was the opposite. Inside was similar to the Metuere castle. The solid stonewalls alleviated the warmth that the pale pink carpets gave. The furniture was modern looking, draped with pale pink silk, a colour so similar to the carpet that they could have been cut from the same piece of cloth. The main room was the same size as the Main Metuere Hall, but filled, so it appeared smaller. The spiral staircase in the main room led up to the dormitories. Two separate areas - one for the males and another for the females - were filled with beds, each the same size, each the same style, each with the owner's belongings scattered around it. The royals - the older ones, and those related by blood to Fidelis - lived in a different area. There, the beds were neat, tidy, and unique. Young children mostly aged between five and ten years old, would keep the bedrooms for the elders immaculate.

On the wall, above each bed, was painted the Odium Coat of Arms. A golden shield with white roses with blood dripping from each rose showed exactly what the Odiums were about. War, and purity in death is what every Odium worked hard to gain. Under the shield was written a single Latin line: Vulnerant omnes, ultima necat meaning every hour wounds, the last kills. That was a true summary of everything related to the Odiums and their way of life.

Fidelis laid down on his bed, fingers laced between his head and the pillow. He closed his eyes, running the plan through his head countless times. After a while, he let his mind drift to Permotio, and let his hands wonder as well. Undoing the belt of his jeans, Fidelis imagined Permotio doing it with her skilled hands. His slightly hard member spilled into his hands. In his mind's eye, Fidelis could see Permotio gripping the tip and stroking the length gently. His own hands done this instead. He sped up, both hands slamming up and down the whole length, as hard and as fast as he could. He let his whole body sink into the bed as he bit his lip, moaning loudly. The familiar white liquid came out as he climaxed, running between his fingers. One by one he licked them, imagining that he was doing it to tease Permotio. Looking up at the door, Fidelis blushed hard when he saw someone watching him.




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