[RP] The Inn of Peace - IoP (Open to all)

[Zulma san]

Zulma's eyes changed slightly as she went on the song. As if her mind like the character had decided, her voice became slightly stronger, her eyes were not the ones of a mouse anymore and she was holding MacPere's gaze without blinking.

Past the point of no return - no going back now:

our passion-play has now, at last, begun . . .

She started walking in wide circles across the stage, always keeping an equal distance between herself and MacPere.

Past all thought of right or wrong - one final question:

how long should we three wait, before we're one . . .?

For a second her eyes moved from MacPere to Gren, they were glowing with desire and passion.
Then she turned back to MacPere, her body leaning forward as if she wanted to reach him, she extended her hand without touching him.

When will the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom?

When will the flames, at last, consume us . . .?

The music and her voice were going crescendo and the last sentence was close to a roar.

((Nice Angeles wink ))  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren's eyebrows raised at this notion. Three? He could manage that...He kept playing, harmonizing with Zulma.

(He's not that mellow, really. He'd find a silver lining, but boy, he'd be mad.)  

[MacPere]

MacPere, having previously unbuttoned it, threw down his waistcoat as the duet began, softening his voice that notch to not cover Zulma's.

"Past the point of no return... The final threshold - the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn..."

MacPere took Zulma by her hips and gazed into her eyes, taking a quick peek at her cleavage, as he typically would. He promptly spun her on the spot, his chest against her back, and clutched her hands against her stomach; breathing down her neck heatedly.  

[Zulma san]

Zulma sang along with MacPere. She smirked as his waistcoat flew away and stepped forward towards him.

As he grabbed her and spun her, pinning her against him, she let her head roll softly against his shoulder, opening her neck to the caress of his breath. She could feel him pressing against her and let her body appreciate the feeling.

The voices lowered but the heat remained as they finished.

We've passed the point of no return . . .

MacPere's hand started venturing upward from her stomach. Zulma did not interfere and enjoyed the sensation. She waited for Gren to put an end to the song as she slowly calmed her breath and her passionate spirit in MacPere's arms.  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik could still hear, but he was in a state of deep meditation. He was healing his wounds. He looked at the time. He'd been awake longer than he thought he could be with no energy. He began to think, but the darkness in his soul was repairing itself, next time, he wouldn't let something like that happen to it. He opened his eyes and smiled. It was a good song. "Bravo..." He said silently.


(G'night my friends, i'll be on, and probably post more, but i'm really tired)  

[Gren_Eckener]

Playing a gentle ending coda, letting the last notes hold in the air, Gren observed this picture, knowing he wasn't one who could play either role in the song. Such was his life.  

[MacPere]

"Excellent choice in song, my dear~" MacPere cooed, planting a soft kiss on Zulma's neck before spinning her out of hs grasp. "And excellent playing, Gren. You really are a marvel..."  

[Zulma san]

Zulma let the feelings of the song linger further in her mind and body, tasting the soft kiss with a seductive smile.

"Thank you." she whispered to both of them, her eyes still feverish.

Music ...and musicians could lead her anywhere...and she had enjoyed very much the journey of that evening...Her only regret was that she knew two who would enjoy finishing it in a more materialized way if they wanted to while she would not.

Keeping in mind the joy of the song, she hopped down the stage to prepare water for everyone. The show was over.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Thank you, but you would have been just fine without me..." Gren smiled sheepishly. "Really, you two were amazing!" He stifled a yawn. It'd been an exciting day...  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik clapped. "Excellently done, perfect execution on all ends." He smiled at them. Not even his style and grace could match the trio together, they were a perfect fit. His eyes twinkled and he had a dangerous smile. Being the oppisite of Ultima he would not excecute his plan. He wouldn't insult her hospitality like that.  

[MacPere]

"Why thank you~"

MacPere sighed and fanned himself slightly, darting behind the piano to cover himself with an embarrassed laugh. He beamed between Gren and Zulma. "It seems that you may have a little too close Zulma... So, which of you want to relieve this passion now, hm?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren blushed heavily. "Um!"  

[Zulma san]

Zulma shook her head as she gave water to Gren and MacPere. "Your music was perfect...we needed you..." She did not know if she was amazing, but she knew that the show had touched her and she was grateful to her friends for that.

At the clapping, she turned to Erik and smiled half gentle, half seductive. Maybe her night was not over after all! She poured a glass of water for him.
"Thank you." she handed him the glass.

The woman took the closest chair and that was when she realized how tired she really was. Gren's yawn was contagious and she yawned too.

She smirked at MacPere trying to understand if he were joking or being serious. But she knew that he was joking, he always was with her and that was fine, that was the deal. He was serious only with Gren and she understood that.
"I shall pass, although it is very tempting..." she mused at him, not blusing a bit despite Gren's color.  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik caught what was in the smile. He'd have to be dead to have missed it. He went with the same motto he used ever since he became an assassin. "A little danger never hurt anyone..." He said silently. He smiled back the exact same way and downed the water.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren smiled warmly and sipped his water. "Thank you, Zulma..."

After her comment on the subject, he glanced to MacPere. "Looks like it's up to me..."