NSFW - Unable to Sleep - locked to Tharja

[legitlessgrump]

 Being transported to another world would throw anyone off, especially this man who was more used to the modern world. But he adapted well enough, soon finding himself among the Shepards, a military force headed by a prince no less. His talents in thievery and assassination could be of some use. And given how some dark mages apparently wanted him too, he reluctantly joined, if only for some protection.

But he neglected to count a certain other dark mage in their party. Tharja was a recent addition, and he assumed her infatuation with Robin would spare him any glances. How wrong he would be, as he slumbered away peacefully in his quarters, unaware of the woman sneaking in...

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[dark_stalker]

W-Wait, how could he be moving his hand unless he was awake? No... no he was still asleep... but he had strong instincts, that much was clear. It didn't hurt that the way he placed his hand on the back of her head like that was a major turn on for her, making her ease even more of him inside her mouth. She was blushing like a schoolgirl, obviously not expecting him to be able to react this way even in his sleep, but she did her best to try and keep her cool and continue what she was doing.

Her lips rubbed along the length of his erection, her tongue toying with the underside of the shaft, and her a gentle suck or two was pulling him almost entirely into her mouth. She was adventurous enough to take him in his sleep, but she wasn't so sure about trying to deepthroat him, since this was her very first time, and she's not sure how well she'd handle the inability to breathe. He was so much more than she had imagined, and for the first time she felt like the power had shifted slightly and she was in a little over her head.

[legitlessgrump]

All he could still focus on was how good her mouth felt, making him brush his hand through her hair, encouraging more moving on her part. Her tongue, those lips, everything just kept turning on the ex-assassin, and he needed more, wishing he could be a bit greedy. But Tharja was to service him, to love him in this dream.

For now he would just encourage and moan, waiting for his pleasure to heighten. Though he was starting to stir just a tad bit awake...

"You're so good..."

[dark_stalker]

No... this was too real, he had to know what he was doing. Was he just playing along because he wanted a good fuck? Did he think she was some sort of strumpet that would sleep with just anybody?! Tharja's sensual blowjob was starting to get a bit more aggressive, her head bobbing against him and picking up speed as dark thoughts started crossing her mind as to what he might be thinking if he really was awake and this was all just his attempt at playing her for a fool so he could laugh at her and spread terribly rumors all throughout the camp. If he thought he'd get away with that, he had another thing coming!

She pulled away from his cock, gripped it in her hand before she properly gave him release, and put a hand to his throat, certain that he must be awake and was toying with her. "So, you thought you could just have you're fun with me and get away with it did you?" Unfortunately for Hei... Tharja was not the most mentally stable, as was a common defect among those who specialized in dark magic.

She placed her boot on his chest, letting go of his neck, and using that hand to unclasp her dark robes. Her full body pantyhose for lack of a better term, was all that remained on her body after she let he cloak and golden clasps fall away, letting him see her bare and creamy flesh through the veil of the filmy cloth. If Hei was awake now, he would be very aware of the fact that he was not only being raped by a crazy person, but a very sexually attractive crazy person. "Let me tell you something, you are mine and mine alone, and I will not share you nor will I let any other man see me like this. You may not know how or why, but you are now bound to me and I to you, and I shall not let you get away, understood?"

[legitlessgrump]

Yeah that would do it, making Hei dazed when he suddenly found himself at Tharja's mercy. Only when she had the boot on him could he finally respond to all of her threats demands, coughing a bit.

"You crazy little--"

His eyes glowed, suddenly reaching for Tharja's foot and giving her a good shock. He may not be a full-blooded mage, but there was a damn good reason he was to be feared as an assassin. He knew talking was out,and now anger replaced pleasure. He was going to have some payback.

[dark_stalker]

"NNgh! You son of a-" She should have remembered he had power of his own, but she was so caught up in the script she herself had written that she expected him to play along. Unfortunately for Hei? She still had her hand on his cock and going ever so slightly lower and giving a rough squeeze was all it would take to take the wind out of any man's sails.

"I suggest you try not to fight me. You're not the only one with power here." With a wave of her hand that she had been using to undress, she created tendrils of darkness that latched onto Hei's body that likely felt slightly chilling to the touch. There was no physical coldness to them, but the drain on them was of the spiritual kind.

"I'd hoped we could do this in a more civilized manner, but it seems you were getting a bit carried away in your dreams." She was gently stroking the balls she'd squeezed just a little while ago, trying to ease some of the pain she herself had inflicted upon him, even though she was still feeling a bit on edge from his own electrical attack that would have knocked her flat if not for several protective curses of her own.

[legitlessgrump]

Hei twitched as he felt them, any chance of using his ability gone just like that. Had she been holding back in fights, or was there just no need for this stuff? Whatever the case, he did end up shouting loudly, eyes forced closed as Tharja took advantage of him.

"Idiot...you didn't have to do this..."

His anger was still there, her touches doing little to relax him.

[dark_stalker]

"Of course I didn't have to! I had just wanted to! Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to approach people normally? Do you have any idea how many rumors spread about me in this army already? I didn't want to take the chance that you'd be on your guard against me, I didn't want to take any chances regarding you. You're different than the others... I thought you and I had a lot in common... now that I've gone this far there's no way I can back out."

Her curses were... risky to say the least. They came at a price, many of them she'd had on reserve for years untold and didn't like to bring to the forefront unless absolutely necessary because of how long it took to prepare them again. Gathering ingredients like Manakete toe nails, bat liver, butterfly scales, and the the freshly spilled blood of a newborn were not exactly the most common reagents. "Listen... I'm sorry things turned out this way, but if you want to survive this encounter I suggest you either play along or willingly give me one of your hairs. If you do, I can have you forget this whole thing and we can go back to the way things were."

Unfortunately for Tharja, she had to have him willingly give her one of his hairs for the curse to work properly.

[legitlessgrump]

"No you aren't. You just want me any way you can," he countered, glare ever present. He may be powerless, but he was still defiant.

"You want me? Fine. But I'm maintaining every memory I have. You're not getting some sex doll."

Approaching people was hard. Hei did know that. How else could he explain his own loneliness? But that didn't give anyone the right to have fun with another like this. And he wasn't going to just back down.

"You wanna talk, we can. But if you keep using force, you're not getting me. You're just going to have a bitter man at you side. Which do you prefer?"

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[dark_stalker]

"Silence!" Tharja forced him into the air with her spell, seeming to keep him in an almost crucified position as she debated her options. Obviously she wasn't going to get him to simply forget about all this, and she'd failed to keep him asleep like she had originally planned. She glared at him, cupping his chin with her hand.

"What then do you propose I do, hmm? Killing you would be the easiest way to keep you from ever letting this go further than this tent. No one would think twice about some assassin who barely talked to anyone mysteriously disappearing one night. I wanted more from you than just sex! Can't you see that?! Sex was just a means to an end! I wanted to imprint my body on you, seduce your heart with memories of me, but I..."

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[dark_stalker]

"I was too weak... my heart wasn't ready for sex..." Tharja hanged her head in defeat, letting her curse fall apart entirely and letting Hei be released. Her curse required an iron will and her will had been shaken by his bitter hatred for what she'd done. She knew this had been a bad idea, she knew there were other ways she could have gone about doing this, but this seemed like the fastest and the least risky way... that is if she'd been able to control her own damn temper, impulses, or he hadn't been so strong willed that his body moved even in deep slumber. She raised a hand, hoping that he would at least hear her out before attacking her.

"I just... I wanted somebody like you to care about me. Everybody here is suspicious of me, and doesn't want anything to do with me unless it's for my body or my magic. I thought you might understand that... but I... just... do what you must. I'm sorry. You can turn me in to Chrom and I'll probably face the gallows for my crimes." She sat down, curling up in a ball so she covered some of her nudity under her filmy garb that did little to conceal her figure.

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[legitlessgrump]

He fell on all fours, slowly getting back up and watching her, energy slowly returning to him. Honestly, this sounded like a trick. Yet she could easily kill him even if her mental state was a bit out of whack; wasn't it always? Hearing those words though, he did feel some pity for her, mainly because she was right. They did share some similarities. At least someone like Gaius was easy to approach.

He moved till he was at her side, sitting next to her. Bad idea, but running was even worse. He stopped being an assassin to be better. Abandoning someone who gave up was not the right thing to do.

"Look, I can't pretend to understand every bit of your pain. But I do know what it's like to at least want something you can never get again. I just..."

Slowly, he puts his arm around her shoulder. "Look, I have been alone. Stress has gotten to me so I don't mind some company. But if you want me to love you, I mean really love you, then you need to at least give me a chance. Otherwise you're just loving someone under the spell. The only difference is the body. So...will you at least try and give me a chance normally?"

It may not have been love he felt. But his dating wasn't anything special right now anyway.

[dark_stalker]

"I..." She was blushing again... this time an almost schoolgirl kind of blush, like a girl smitten and having no idea what to do with these feelings.

"I've never done it that way before. People have told me how abnormal I am, and my attempts to be normal I've been told are far from the norm as well. I wouldn't know where to even begin about giving you a chance normally." If the fact that she'd tried to coax him into falling for her with sexual dreams was any indication of her not knowing what it meant to do things normally, she wasn't really sure how much more evidence he needed. Honestly, this was probably the least abnormal way she'd thought of trying to make him fall for her.

"What... what should I even do?"

[legitlessgrump]

"Just ask, if you want to be blunt about it. Or you can just talk to me. Not like anyone else does unless it's for combat advice. Or cooking." Or in Gaius' case, asking for the best sweets in the area.

"Of course I think we have kinda went beyond that point, but we are talking right now. You're willing to at least listen, even show regret. So I know there's a good person in there somewhere, or one that knows the difference in her actions."

He brought her closer, until her head touched his shoulder. Might have been feeding to one side, but at least she was listening.

"I'm not asking you change your ways into being someone different. Just try and talk to me first before sex. Although...maybe no more demon tentacle magic. Do that, and I'll stay by your side. I really don't have plans to go elsewhere anyway."

And he didn't have eyes for anyone else. Maybe helping her was for the best. And if not, well neither of them would be alone.

[dark_stalker]

"For the last time, sex was not my objective. My experience with men suggests it is your objective, or at least it usually is the objective of your gender. My goal was to instill your dreams with sexual desires involving me so that you would approach me with the hopes of starting a relationship. I've also been given the impression that men tend to prefer initiating a romantic relationship, so I had hoped you'd be more comfortable this way. My curse is more effective if you enact part of the dream you wish to impart, but as I said... sex was never my objective so I was a little unprepared." She felt the need to fully explain what it was she was trying to do, and how she hadn't meant it to be anything overly sinister. She was born and raised in Plegia which is not the most... decent nation.

"You say I could have just asked you, but would that really have worked? All my experiences up to this point have been different than many of the things you're suggesting to me. Perhaps it is because we are from different worlds with vastly different cultures. Perhaps if I was braver I might have tried to simply hold conversations with you to get to know you better, but I couldn't. I wouldn't even know what to talk about that wouldn't make you hate or fear me, and while I'm fine with most people hating or fearing me, I couldn't bear that from you." She pinched her forehead in frustration at the sheer irony of it all. "Now of course my plan has backfired so that you do hate and fear me."

She really was bad at this, but she did remember one little thing from when some guys had tries to flirt with her. She went over to the corner of the tent, flicked a switch with some sparks, and got a kettle of water boiling on a stovetop. Hei did like to cook so his tent was allowed his own personal stove, and Tharja seemed to recall drinking tea with someone was a good way to break the ice. She sat down next to Hei after she'd adjusted her robes back into place, took a deep breath and tried... tries her absolute best to be herself but also not too creepy. "I don't really like to talk about my past, so I tend to assume most people don't. I never really know what to say since most of my interests are not normal, so let me be blunt and ask you this... What would you like to talk about? I'll try my best, even if it's a subject I don't particularly like."

You see that world? She could sort of do this maybe?

[legitlessgrump]

Well, at least she was trying. Probably more than he could give her credit for. As for talking...now he didn't know what to bring up. Tharja wasn't too open anyway, and their similarities didn't seem to exist. Then again, that was what this talk could at least be about, try to bring them closer together without fighting needlessly or Chrom kicking her out.

Then an idea came to him. If she wanted something to talk about--

"Alright. Why do you like me?" He asked. May as well get an answer and try to learn more about her. "I didn't even have time to put on any acts with this group like I usually do, no mask to hide from anyone, so I may come across even colder than Lon'qu. So why me?"