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You find that you've been cordially invited to Lord Harlowe's evening ball.
Lord Harlowe isn't an ordinary person - his gatherings are known far and wide. Only the finest men are ever invited to them, and as the firstborn of the Allister family you've received an invitation.
Lord Harlowe favours you.
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(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Accept the invitation->Castle]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You find yourself at the main hall. Amidst the music, you see many people around, laughing and talking in low voices. Standing there in your own immaculate suit, you feel...
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(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Handsome and confident->Feeling Handsome]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Out of place->Feeling Out Of Place]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You arrive at the castle when the moon is high. As always, Lord Harlowe's home is beautiful, even on the darkest of nights.
Seeing gentlemen of various households sifting in and out, you...
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Enter the hall->Main Hall]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Stay outside->Castle Grounds]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You feel handsome and confident, as if no one in the world can shake you. Picking up a glass of wine gracefully, you step towards the center of the hall, where you can have a better view of everyone who has also been invited.
There, a handsome man with a straight back catches your eye.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Pursue a conversation with him->Lord Darlington]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You feel out of place. In a room full of so many elegant and well-dressed men, you feel a little shy. Shrinking away to a corner, you hope that the night will pass safely without too much trouble.
"Hey."
You hear a familiar voice.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Make eye contact->EdTwins Intro]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You decide to stay outside. You're not a fan of the stuffy indoors, and Lord Harlowe knows this about you. However, it would seem that you're not alone.
A mysterious man stands leaning against the castle's wall, sipping a glass of wine idly.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Take a better look->Lord Willow]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
It's Lord Willow. Although you've seen him a couple of times before, you've never really had an opportunity to talk to him.
He sees you, but he doesn't move away. Wild, deep eyes stare at you, eliciting a shudder down your spine.
Whether it's from fear or excitement, you can't tell.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Greet him->Lord Willow 2]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Make your escape->Escape to main hall]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
Upon approaching him, you realize that he's Lord Darlington, an owner of numerous flower-growing estates. His household is famous and his home is rumoured to be one of the most beautiful in the country.
Lord Darlington is tall, broad-backed and princely, his curly dark hair and dimpled cheeks charming to look at. With a gorgeous rose in his breast pocket, it's as if he's stepped out from a painting. Nobody who's ever caught sight of him has ever wanted to look away, and you as well find his ravishing good looks rather irresistable. As usual, he's surrounded by a crowd of fawning young men, rather like a moon surrounded by stars.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Like a bee to a flower, you hover close.->Lord Darlington Hover]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You turn around to see a familiar face - rather, <i>two</i> familiar faces, completely identical in every like and way.
They are Edmund and Edward Favourleigh, also known as the Ed Twins. Like-as-pea and completely mischievous, they bring joy and laughter to every occasion.
You've somewhat grown up with them, what with your fathers being close business partners. You're not surprised that they've been invited too, for beneath those impish smiles are two very fine men.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Talk to Edmund->Edmund 1]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Talk to Edward->Edward 1]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Lord Willow," you greet.
The man says nothing, but nods in return. His eyes never leave you as you decide your next step.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Make small talk->Make small talk]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Walk away->Walk away]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You decide to make small talk with him.
"Fair weather we've been having lately," you say, lifting your pipe to your lips.
But whether it's about politics or daily life, he doesn't make any response. In fact, his intense gaze withers away into boredom as you chatter, putting a distance between the two of you. After a while, he finishes his wine and leaves.
Ah well, you've tried. Shrugging, you straighten up to lift your feet.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Enter the castle->Main Hall]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Leave the castle->Ending Alone]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You feel as if he shouldn't be disturbed and decide to walk away. However, as you step past him, you hear him call out to you.
"Wait."
His voice is low, rather like a wolf's. Lord Willow removes himself from the wall slowly and walks towards you. Now that he's standing upright fully, you can see just how tall he really is.
His back is like a tiger's and his waist is like a bear's. You've never seen such a powerful man in all your years as an Allister.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Face him head-on->Lord Willow 3]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Run away->Escape to garden]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
Although Lord Harlowe's castle is beautiful and the night is still young, you decide that it no longer impresses you enough to stay. Signalling for your carriage to come, you climb in and ride away into the night.
Someday you'll visit again, but that day is still far away.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Play again->Start Game]]</center>(align:"=><=")+(box:"X")[=
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(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Begin your evening->Introduction]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You're afraid of him, but as a proud Allister, you won't show it. His deep, wolf-like eyes bore into you as if hungry, but you know how to stand your ground.
"Yes?" you ask. "What is it?"
"I know a place," said Lord Willow. "Follow me."
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Follow him->Lord Willow Backhall]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["No, thank you."->Decline Lord Willow]]</center><img src="images/garden_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You don't know why, but something about him terrifies you. Running off, you find yourself in a small little garden, surrounded by trees. There is a lake nearby and the air smells like magic.
"Well, well, if it isn't the eldest of the Allisters."
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[You hear a voice and turn around.->Garden]]</center><img src="images/allister_opening.jpg" width="100%"/>
You begin your evening in the comfort of your home. You're Damon Ranford Allister, first of the sons of the household, and today in the middle of tea, you receive a heavy black envelope.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")[[Open the envelope->Invitation]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_3.jpg" width="100%"/>
Despite the lump in your throat, you decide to follow him anyway. Lord Willow leads you to the back of the castle, past the thick trees, into a small but magnificent hall. There is nobody there, not even a servant, and the sound of music and laughter is far away.
Lord Willow eyes you silently and jerks his head towards a door hidden by the side of the hall.
"Get in."
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Enter the room->Lord Willow Room]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Make your escape->Escape to garden]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
"No, thank you," you say to him. "I'll see myself off now. Good evening, Lord Willow!"
You hold your head high as you walk away. His ways are rather wild, and you've decided you're not up for it tonight.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Enter the castle->Main Hall]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Leave the castle->Ending Alone]]</center><img src="images/bedroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You walk into the room he's led you to. It's simple and quiet - surprisingly intimate with soft lighting and pillows.
It's crystal clear to you by now what Lord Willow wants.
You turn around to find that he's already closed and locked the door, his huge frame barring any chance of entrance or exit. The bulge in his pants is undeniably huge. The longer he looks at you with his deep, wild eyes, the more it seems to expand. Musk fills the room.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Strip->Lord Willow XXX1]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Please let me out!"->Lord Willow escape]]
</center><img src="images/bedroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You start to undress, trying to push down any emotion from rushing to your face. You may have followed him out of curiosity at the start, just to see what sort of man he is, but now it's time to face the music.
Whatever happens, you'll accept it in an upstanding, proud way.
Lord Willow gazes at you appraisingly. Just like a wolf, he circles around you once. He's taken off his clothing, exposing every inch of his skin, his old scars and hard, defined muscles.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[He draws close and, lifting you up, begins to rub his entire length between your thighs.->Lord Willow XXX2]]</center><img src="images/bedroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Please let me out!"
All your pride of an Allister crumbles when you realize that you just can't put on a brave front anymore. He's twice to three times taller and larger than any man you've met so far, and you're not very interested to see what lies behind those pants.
You've come far enough already.
Surprisingly, Lord Willow simply rolls his eyes with a sigh. He unlocks the door and steps aside, gritting his teeth as if restraining himself.
"Go," he says in a low voice, "before I change my mind."
<center><img src="images/golden_divider.png" width="100%"/></center>
<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Make your escape->Escape to garden]]</center><img src="images/bedroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
It's thick, extremely hard and throbbing. Simply by looking at it, one would feel fear - but as his searing heat touches you below, a newfound hunger starts to grow within you.
Large, hot palms start to caress your body.
Surprisingly, instead of thrusting in immediately, he seems to be taking pains to prepare you. A large, well-oiled finger enters you and pumps in a steady pace, neither hurried nor unhurried.
It seems like Lord Willow isn't as wild as he looks.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["You're not as wild as you look."->Lord Willow XXX3.1]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Smile at him->Lord Willow XXX3.2]]</center><img src="images/bedroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You smile at him, choosing to speak only with your eyes. Lord Willow is unexpectedly endearing, and you don't want to ruin the evening with unnecessary words.
To your surprise, he leans forward to kiss you deeply.
It would seem that as a man of few words, he also appreciates men of few words.
He kisses the back of your hand to the top of your arm before biting the back of your neck gently.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Flipping you over to face him, he enters you.->Lord Willow XXX4]]</center><img src="images/bedroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
"You're not as wild as you look," you grin at him, nudging him with your legs.
To your surprise, he laughs.
Lord Willow has never been seen laughing or smiling before. Somehow, it would seem as if you've succeeded in lowering his guard tonight.
"I'm not wild," he says. "I just don't enjoy pretense."
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[With a swift and strong motion, he enters you.->Lord Willow XXX4]]</center><img src="images/bedroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
He goes at you hard, but now that you know what sort of man he is, you find yourself trusting him.
He'd never hurt you; not if he could help it.
Lord Willow is a misunderstood man, but tonight you discover a deeper understanding of you. He's stronger than a bear, but your time with him is hardly painful. His caresses are strong but gentle, like that of a wolf protecting his mate.
Right after you, Lord Willow shoots his load with a grunt. Panting, the two of you lie down to catch your breath. After a while, you notice Lord Willow staring at you intently.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Stay in bed with him->Lord Willow Ending]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Return to the party->Lord Willow Party]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Go for a walk in the garden->Lord Willow Garden]]</center><img src="images/complete_border.jpg" width="100%"/>
You decide to simply lie in bed with Lord Willow. Not many words are needed between the two of you, and you feel safe when you're with him.
Breathing deeply, Lord Willow squeezes you into his arms and buries his face in your neck, curled up like a sated wild beast.
The night draws on, but one thing's for sure - you won't be alone when the morning comes.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Play again->Start Game]]</center><img src="images/bedroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You sit up and smile, as if you hadn't seen that look.
"I'm returning to the party," you say. "After all, we're still esteemed guests of Lord Harlowe's. Lord Willow, will you accompany me?"
That intense look in his eyes fades away, replaced with one of wistfulness and regret. He knows that while you've enjoyed your time with him, you don't love him enough to stay.
At the party, there are other men waiting for you.
"Go," he says, and nothing more.
Smiling as you dress yourself, you make your way back to the music and laughter.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Enter the main hall->Main Hall]]</center><img src="images/garden_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You smile and say nothing, putting on your clothes before leaving the room for a breath of fresh air. Lord Willow does nothing to stop you as you walk out of the door. You leave it unlocked, but you have no intention of returning.
After a while of walking, you find yourself in a small little garden, surrounded by trees. There is a lake nearby and the air smells like magic.
"Well, well, if it isn't the eldest of the Allisters."
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[You hear a voice and turn around.->Garden]]</center><img src="images/garden_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You turn around to see a tall and imposing man with silver hair.
It's Lord Harlowe himself; mysterious, charming and powerful. As the lord and owner of the castle, it's a bit of a surprise to see him outside.
You smile at him and bow your head in greeting.
"Your grace," you say. "Thank you for inviting me."
"Likewise," Lord Harlowe replies, his smile deepening. "Thank you for attending my ball. It's not easy to get letters past your father, after all."
You laugh. It's no secret that Lord Harlowe favours you and has been sending invitations to your household over the past few months. However, your father has always disliked his gatherings, and you've only received one by chance today since he was away on business.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Shall we?"->Lord Harlowe 1]]</center><img src="images/castle_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
You don't know why, but something about him scares you. Running off, you find yourself at the doorway of the castle.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Enter the castle->Main Hall]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Hello, Edmund!" you say. "Fancy seeing you here today!"
Edmund grins - so does his twin brother, who interjects with stars in his eyes.
"I'm right here too, Allister," says Edward forwardly. "Now, I know you like old Mundy here more, but try not to treat me like I'm air. You know I like you best."
"It's precisely why he's chosen to ignore you," grinned Edmund. "Still playing hard to get, Allister? But you know we like a good game."
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Seeing their familiar faces, you somehow feel better.->Ed Twins 2]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Why, if it isn't the infamous Ed Twins!" you smile as you elbow Edward gently. "Edward! Fancy seeing you here today!"
Edward flushes red, grinning. His eyes are as bright as ever, almost as bright as his brother's.
Edmund rolls his eyes with a nearly identical grin.
"I see you're the only one around who can tame my brother, Allister," remarks Edmund. "He's full of hot air most of the time, but somehow he's not saying anything back today. Hello, Edward! Your darling's addressed you personally, so act sharp!"
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Seeing their familiar faces, you somehow feel better.->Ed Twins 2]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
You laugh. The two have always been rather competitive, especially against each other. Whether it's about who can throw a rock the furthest or who can climb a tree the fastest, they've always turned something into a contest, with you as their referee.
Now that you're no longer children, it seems you've become their new prize.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["I'm parched."->Ed Twins Parched]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["I'm famished."->Ed Twins Famished]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
"I'm famished," you say. The twins look at you strangely - most guests don't come to Lord Harlowe's balls for food.
In fact...
"There's almost no food around at all," exclaimed Edward, bewildered. "Fancy that!"
"I suppose we'll have to find our own food, then," said Edmund, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Come on - let's go to the dining area to see if we can find a bite to eat."
He turns to smile at you, a mischievous twinkle in his handsome eyes.
"After all, we can't let our lovely friend here starve, can we?"
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Follow them to the dining room->Ed Twins Dining Room]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
"I'm parched," you say.
Hopping upright to his feet, Edward smiles at you, his eyes bright.
"I'll fetch you a drink!" he offers - and before either of you can stop him, he darts off into the crowd.
Chuckling in a low voice, the slightly more reserved Edmund smiles at you, a twinkle in his mischievous eyes.
"Shall we?"
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Let's get out of here."->Edmund Route]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Wait for Edward->Edward Wait]]</center><img src="images/dining_area.jpg" width="100%"/>
Your eyes twinkle in similar mischief as the two of you run off to ditch poor Edward - but that has always been the name of the game, whether between the two brothers and yourself.
The dining hall appears to be completely dark, with only the moonlight shining in through the windows. As the two of you look around, a gleam slowly replaces the twinkle in Edmund's eyes.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["There's no one here but us, Allister."->Edmund Dining XXX 1]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_1.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Let's wait for Edward," you suggest, folding your arms. You know what Edmund's up to, but to be fair, you want to give Edward a chance too.
After all, two men are better than simply one in the bag.
Edward rushes back with a glass of wine. Holding it to your lips, you smile gratefully.
As if he were a puppy, Edward simpers back while his brother gestures helplessly with his hands.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["I'm famished."->Ed Twins Famished]]</center><img src="images/dining_area.jpg" width="100%"/>
You follow the twins to the dining area - although the castle is a maze, they seem to know where they're going.
You can clearly tell that this isn't their first time here.
"Now, that's odd," remarked Edward as the three of you reach the dining area. "Nobody seems to be around."
The dining hall appears to be completely dark, with only the moonlight shining in through the windows. As the three of you look around, a gleam slowly replaces the twinkle in Edmund's eyes.
"What a pity," said Edmund, grinning. "However, we <i>could</i> fill Allister up with something else."
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Cross your arms and smile->Ed Twins Dining Room 2]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Turn tail and run away->Escape to garden]]</center>
<img src="images/dining_area.jpg" width="100%"/>
You cross your arms and smile - Edmund's smart; he knows you're not actually hungry at all.
Swallowing a lump down his throat, Edward turns to stare at you.
All the mischief has melted away from his face. He knows it's his chance, and even if both brothers claim that attaining your heart is merely a game, his desire for you runs deep.
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"There's no one here but us, Edward," you smile seductively, hunger in your eyes.
Normally you'd play hard-to-get, but somehow the atmosphere tonight has changed the game.
Tonight you're the predator, and you see an opportunity to have two morsels at the price of one - both at the same time, too.
"I'm <i>famished</i>," you say once more. "Fill me up."
While Edward tenses up with excitement, Edmund chuckles.
The like-as-pea twins aren't so alike after all. With this in mind, you:
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"Edward, what are you waiting for?" you ask. Of the two brothers, this one wears his heart on his sleeve and almost every emotion of his shows on his face. His brother is more reserved, but Edward in his own way is charming too.
He's adorable, just like a puppy.
Seating yourself on an empty table, you make him bend down as you pull your pants down, and Edward serves you readily with his mouth. As his head bobs enthusiastically below you, Edmund approaches you from the back and begins to fondle your chest.
He pushes you down onto the cool marble top of the dining table and eases his hard and dripping cock into your mouth.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Simply filling you up," he grins.->Ed Twins Dining XXX 3]]</center><img src="images/dining_area.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Well? Don't just stand there, Edmund," you demand.
Of the two brothers, Edmund is the more reserved one. It isn't that you like Edward any less, but Edmund's more of a challenge in many ways.
And you, as an Allister, have always relished a challenge.
Shaking his head and smiling, Edmund approaches you and makes you lie down on an empty table before undoing his pants and pushing his large cock into your mouth.
"Simply filling you up," he grins. You smile back and begin to suck.
As if not wanting to lose, Edward pounces forward and starts pulling your pants down. He gets on his knees to serve you readily with his mouth, his head bobbing enthusiastically below you.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["I'm famished, too," he grins. "If you don't mind!"->Ed Twins Dining XXX 3]]</center><img src="images/dining_area.jpg" width="100%"/>
Between gasps, you find yourself both deliriously drinking milk and being milked at the same time. Although both twins are charming, elite men, on a bed - or a table - they hold very little regard for restraint.
For once Edward is done feeding on you, he begins to feed you his cock by entering you from behind. Both brothers begin to fill you up simultaneously.
"You alright, Allister?" asks Edward, his skin flushed with heat and sweat.
You smile to yourself; you know that although Edward's words show concern, he'd plough on regardless. After all, with your mouth completely filled with a hot rod, there was no way you can answer anyway.
You slump onto the table once both brothers are done, shutting your eyes. The twins, who are watching you, start whispering among themselves.
At long last, Edward ventures to speak.
"Allister?" he asks in a hopeful voice. "Do you want to ride the carriage back with us?"
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["No, thank you."->Ed Twins No Thanks]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Yes, please."->Ed Twins Ending]]</center><img src="images/dining_area.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Well? Don't just stand there, Edmund," you grin back, folding your arms.
Of the two brothers, Edmund is the more reserved one, charming and refined. It isn't that you like Edward any less, but Edmund's more of a challenge in many ways.
And you, as an Allister, have always relished a challenge.
Shaking his head and smiling, Edmund approaches you and pushes you down to your knees.
"I heard you're parched," he says, a dangerous grin on his face. Although there's still a slight trace of mischief there, the look in his eyes makes you tremble as he eases his hard and dripping cock into your mouth.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Drink."->Edmund Dining XXX2]]</center><img src="images/dining_area.jpg" width="100%"/>
You obediently drink your fill, sucking him off with wet and soft lips. Edmund smiles at you and strokes your hair gently.
As always, Edmund's a gentleman, even at his most demanding.
All of a sudden, however, the two of you hear Edward blustering in, panting.
"Hey!" Edward shouts. "You left me out!"
There is a moment of silence as both brothers stare at each other -- before unexpectedly grinning impishly in unison.
Those imps! You know what they're up to!
Before you can react, however, they carry you towards an empty table. Edmund lies you on its cool, hard surface before continuing to feed you with his cock while his brother removes your pants and begins feeding himself greedily.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["I'm parched, too," says Edward. "If you don't mind!"->Ed Twins Dining XXX 3]]</center><img src="images/dining_area.jpg" width="100%"/>
"No, thank you," you reply, getting up and brushing yourself down. The night was still young, and quite frankly, you're not done yet. "Good evening, Edward, Edmund! Thank you for the meal. I'll see myself out."
Smiling roguishly as you walk away, you hear the brothers talking behind you.
"Blow that Allister!" exclaimed Edward, sounding rather flustered. "He's gone now! Right after getting what he wanted, too!"
Edmund, however, merely laughs.
"You know how the game is for us, Eddie," says Edmund. "Now that Allister's no longer our referee, he gets to play too."
"I really like him, though," Edward grumbles. His brother pats his back soothingly.
"So do I," says Edmund with a chuckle. "But patience, old boy! There'll be a day where his father will walk him down the aisle to one of us!"
<i>Or both of you</i>, you think, but that's a thought for another day.
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To Edward's delight, you nod.
"Yes, please," you reply, smiling.
In all honestly, despite the night still being young, with song and laughter still going on, you feel as if you've already found what you were looking for. It wasn't so much an adventure that you wanted all this while, only warmth and familiarity from people who already love and care for you.
You and the twins might claim it's just a game - but the three of you have always been dead serious about it.
As you walk towards the carriage, you slip your hands around both men, each on one arm. Edmund walks on your right with a dignified, proud look of having received a trophy while Edward walks on your left, all smiles and fawning, satisfied that he's finally gotten a taste of you.
You, however, know you're the true winner of the game.
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You smile as you stroll on casually. After a while of walking, you find yourself in a small little garden, surrounded by trees. There is a lake nearby and the air smells like magic.
"Well, well, if it isn't the eldest of the Allisters."
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[You hear a voice and turn around.->Garden]]</center><img src="images/garden_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
Lord Harlowe extends a hand towards you, and you take it with a smile.
You don't know where you're going, but everything about the garden is beautiful anyway. The further you walk, the further away the laughter and music coming from the main hall is left behind. The lake is large, and walking around brings you closer to thicker trees.
Suddenly, Lord Harlowe stops.
Turning towards you, Lord Harlowe presses his sturdy hand to the small of your back. With strength belying his looks, he pulls you close against him.
You can feel his breath on your ear.
"My dear honourable Lord Allister," he purrs. "You <i>do</i> know what I want, don't you?"
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Shocked at Lord Harlowe's advances, you push him away.
"I must go!" you say, fear in your eyes as you turn to run.
Lord Harlowe's face turns hard when he observes your attempt to flee. Grasping you by your wrist and twisting it painfully, he drags you back towards him.
"Help!" you shout. You know that it's a deperate attempt since everyone else is far away at the party, but you try anyway. You struggle, but it's in vain.
Lord Harlowe's very strong. From the coldness of his eyes, you know he's not going to stop.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Your blood runs cold as you realize what he's about to do next.->Lord Harlowe R Attempt]]</center><img src="images/garden_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
All your father's warnings about Lord Harlowe's parties flash through your mind. Above you, pinning you down, is the hard face of a man who's only ever gotten everything he wanted.
Tonight, it'll be you, whether you want it or not.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Continue to struggle->Lord Willow Rescue]]
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You continue to struggle, fighting back with all your might even as you feel your jacket and shirt being ripped to shreds.
What strikes fear into you the most is that Lord Harlowe doesn't even look gleeful or excited. In his eyes are only a coldness - no desire, no delight, only a deep and dark emptiness. You see only a man whose aspiration for power has eaten him up alive.
This is what Lord Harlowe really is. Beneath his wonderful balls and extravagant galas is a tyrant whose gatherings are a show of supremacy. He'll lure you close enough - and when he can't win you over, he'll forcibly take you.
"Let him go."
Lord Harlowe abruptly stops. With tears in your eyes, you look up, trembling.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Lord Willow stands behind Lord Harlowe, pressing a blade to his neck.->Lord Willow Rescue 2]]</center><img src="images/garden_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Willow, old boy," Lord Harlowe smiles, a friendly light flickering back to his eyes. "How are you this evening?"
It shocks you how quickly this man's temperament can change. He's cruel at one moment and at a drop of a hat he's the friendliest man alive.
It's as if nobody can tell what he's thinking.
Then again, Lord Willow is extremely tall and muscular; about two to three times the size of an average man. No one in their right mind would choose to pick a fight with him, not even Lord Harlowe.
His wolfish eyes gleaming coldly, Lord Willow doesn't remove his blade from Lord Harlowe's throat. Firmly, he repeats his three words:
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Let him go."->Lord Willow Rescue 3]]</center><img src="images/garden_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
With a smile, Lord Harlowe releases his grip on you and smoothly stands up. Patting himself down, he nods politely at Lord Willow.
"I'll be seeing myself back to the festivities, then," says Lord Harlowe breezily. "Good evening, gentlemen!"
With that, Lord Harlowe disappears towards the castle. Shivering, you lie on the grass.
Lord Willow observes you silently. After a while, he takes off his heavy coat and wraps it around your bare shoulders while helping you up to stand.
With large, warm hands, he leads you towards the main cobblestone path of the castle. There, he nods at you meaningfully.
"Go home."
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"Why, I don't know what you mean," you smile playfully. But as you nudge your bulges together, it would appear as if you know everything he meant - and more besides.
Without further ado, Lord Harlowe kisses you deeply and presses you against a tree. Your breaths entwine around each other, turning into vapour in the slightly chilly night air.
"You know, there are more than animals roaming the garden," he whispers hoarsely, inclining his head to point at a particular direction. "Doesn't that excite you, our honourable Lord Allister?"
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[You turn to look towards the bushes, where you see a pair of wild-looking eyes.->Lord Harlowe XXX 1]]</center><img src="images/bad_end.jpg" width="100%"/>
You lie still, shutting your eyes. The festivities are far away and nobody can hear you, let alone help you.
This is Lord Harlowe's domain, after all. He knows every nook and cranny of it, and he knows that no one will come for you.
"Good boy," Lord Harlowe smiles coldly, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Stripping you bare, he forces you to feel pleasure on the grass. His hands are skillful and nimble; you moan and gasp despite yourself. Lord Harlowe knows how to make a man feel good.
With a scream you spill your seed helplessly. While holding you down, he watches you convulse. Then, cruelly, and without another word, he leaves the garden with a laugh.
Your clothes are in tatters and the breeze nips at your skin. Covering your face with your hands, you start to sob as shame washes over you.
What had started off as a pleasant evening has turned into a nightmare. You've only been to one of Lord Harlowe's evening balls - and you're sure you never will again.
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You can tell that they're eyes of a man, looking at you with watchfulness and fascination.
Although he knows he's been discovered by the two of you, he doesn't move, preferring to remain silent. Rather than come over and join in, it would seem as if he'd rather watch.
You smile seductively towards the bushes and wink as Lord Harlowe administers to your needs with his fingers - you want to know just how long he can stay there without participating. From a combination of the skillful fingers of Lord Harlowe's and the alert, observant eyes of the man's - rather like a hungry wolf's - you find yourself feeling more and more ecstatic.
As lust fill your eyes, Lord Harlowe grins wider.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Would you like to give him a good show?" he asks.->Lord Harlowe XXX 2]]</center><img src="images/garden_night.jpg" width="100%"/>
Lord Harlowe leans relaxedly against a tree, positioning you by your shoulders to face outwards towards the bushes. He breathes in and kisses your neck from behind - you can tell that he's doing this on purpose.
You're in full view of whoever's watching.
Slowly, he rubs his cock against yours from under your thighs.
"Ah," you moan - and Lord Harlowe increases his speed. Both your lengths brush together, made slick with your early dew. As he moves faster, you only feel hotter -- until --
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[With a scream, you spray into the open air of the cool night.->Lord Harlowe Ending]]</center><img src="images/complete_border.jpg" width="100%"/>
"Why, my honourable Lord Allister," Lord Harlowe laughs, "I never knew you had such talent."
"I never knew I did either," you say, grinning impishly back. "Neither does my father."
Lifting your chin upwards, you kiss him deeply, pressing against him once more.
"I see you haven't had enough," said Lord Harlowe, chuckling. Still, he pushes you gently down. "Come on inside, Damon - for I <i>must</i> call you Damon now - I've got a lovely fire going on in my study, and there are warm rugs there. I'll see to it that you'll feel good for the rest of the evening."
Smiling, you tug at his sleeve and pull your clothes together. As the two of you begin to walk away, Lord Harlowe suddenly throws his head back.
"And oh yes -- Willow, old boy, you're free to drop by," he calls. "We've got quite a company there - a pair of twins, too."
Saying so, the two of you disappear into the castle. A few moments later, a large man rises from behind the bushes to follow suit.
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"Good evening, Lord Darlington," you greet him. Lord Darlington turns around.
For a moment, his smile falters as surprise enters his eyes. The crowd around him draws a breath, falling silent to watch in astonishment.
Lord Darlington coughs and recomposes himself.
"Lord Allister," he returns your greeting. "A pleasure it is to have met your acquaintance."
He smiles at you amiably, but you can see the eagerness in his eyes. It's not the first time you've seen each other, but it is the first time the two of you have actually exchanged words.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Fold your arms haughtily->Lord Darlington Haughty]]
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"Oh?" you fold your arms haughtily, a vain smile on your lips. "But not so much as to send these other little bees away? You know I don't like swarms, Lord Darlington."
Another flash of surprise enters Lord Darlington's eyes. You can see him trembling slightly, as if in anticipation.
Lord Darlington looks around helplessly, as if trying to speak with his eyes to disperse the crowd of admirers around him. As you look at the throng of envious faces around you, all unwilling to yield, you:
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"Likewise," you say, offering him your hand. As he kisses it, you smile wistfully. "Alas! It's not easy for a plain and common little bee to be able to visit a flower so coveted by many other bees. I consider myself fortunate tonight."
Another flash of surprise enters Lord Darlington's eyes, but this time it's also accompanied by mirth. You can feel the heat of his body rise through your hands.
Lord Darlington looks around hopefully, as if trying to speak with his eyes to disperse the throng of admirers around him. As you gaze at the crowd of envious faces around you, each unwilling to yield, you:
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"I daresay Lord Darlington wants to be left alone this instant," you speak up, straightening your posture and gazing at the crowd of angry faces. "You should know when to go."
Lord Darlington laughs and shakes his head, but he takes your arm decisively in his.
"Gentlemen," he announces, smiling at his crowd of admirers. "I do believe I must have a chat in private with Lord Allister. After all, I have some business I'd like to discuss with him. I hope all of you can go on and enjoy the evening without me."
The crowd of young bachelors murmur under breaths, but there's nothing else they can do. They move away, shuffling into other areas of the ballroom.
Lord Darlington smiles at you and pulls you along, arm in arm.
"Shall we?" he asks.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Follow his lead->Lord Darlington Hall]]
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You shake your head and smile resignedly. You know how popular Lord Darlington is, and how important these people are to him, either as business partners or friends. After all, this is your first time meeting him; you cannot make demands.
So bowing your head amiably, you wish him goodnight and stroll away.
Panicked, Lord Darlington shoots straight to his feet after you.
"Gentlemen," he announces, smiling back at his crowd of admirers. "I do believe I must have a chat in private with Lord Allister. After all, I have some business I'd like to discuss with him. I hope all of you can go on and enjoy the evening without me."
The crowd of young bachelors murmur under breaths, but there's nothing else they can do. They move away, shuffling into other areas of the ballroom.
Lord Darlington rushes up to you and slips his arm into yours.
"Shall we?" he asks.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Follow his lead->Lord Darlington Hall]]
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Following Lord Darlington's lead, you find yourself at a quiet hall.
"Why have we come here?" you ask, glancing around curiously. There's nobody there, not even a servant, and the music and laughter in the main hall is hushed and low.
Lord Darlington smiles and turns you around to hold your hands in his snugly.
"I'd like to dance," he says. "Lord Allister, may I have the honour?"
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["The honour is mine."->Lord Darlington Dance]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["No, thank you."->Lord Darlington Decline]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_3.jpg" width="100%"/>
"The honour is mine," you say.
Lord Darlington takes you swiftly into his arms, waltzing to the low music you can still hear from the faraway hall. The smell of roses - which you guess is coming directly from him - permeates the air with a soft fragrance.
There is something magical about being alone with Lord Darlington; you can tell that this is why he's got so many admirers. However, just for tonight, he's truly and fully yours.
Your dance, as slowly as it began, comes slowly to an end. As the moonlight shines in through the windows, Lord Darlington lifts your chin.
"Will you stay by my side tonight?" he asks, his shining eyes pleading.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["I will."->Lord Darlington Ending]]
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"No, thank you."
Deciding that you're not up to anymore with him tonight, you decline his offer. After all, it's always better to play it a little hard to get.
Lord Darlington sighs and laughs helplessly, even if a tinge of heartbreak reaches his shining eyes.
"I suppose I can't keep you with me tonight," he says, almost wisftully, holding your hand to kiss it for one last time. "But Lord Allister, know that the doors to my estate are always open to you. I hope I can see you again someday."
With a tremble, he reluctantly lets go of your hand.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[You grin and stroll outside.->Strolling to Garden]]</center><img src="images/complete_border.jpg" width="100%"/>
"I will," you smile.
Overjoyed, Lord Darlington leans forward to plant a kiss on your lips, first tentatively and softly - and seeing no resistance, he deepens it into a mellow, fervent one.
Gently, he removes the rose from his breast pocket and places it in your hands.
"Lord Allister, sometimes a flower wants to choose its bee," he says softly, his eyes shining with the light of a thousand stars. "Of the many bees that fly about daily, there's one that it hopes would choose to stay."
You smile and accept his flower. Upon seeing this, a great happiness lights up his handsome features.
What a beautiful evening you've had - and what a beautiful flower you've gotten in your hands, all for yourself.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Play again->Start Game]]</center><img src="images/ballroom_4.jpg" width="100%"/>
To Lord Darlington's surprise and amusement, you start pulling him in a certain direction. Without complaint, he follows you down the steps of the main hall, into a quiet little hall at the side of the castle. It's clean and well-lit, but nobody seems to be around.
There, you start leading him towards a door.
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Swallowing a lump down his throat, Lord Darlington enters the room.
The furnishings are simple; there's just a bed, a dresser and a chair. Smiling, you lead him to the chair by the dressing table.
"Do take a seat, Lord Darlington," you gesture towards it. "Make yourself comfortable."
As you mouth the words, "comfortable", you stare at his crotch.
This time Lord Darlington's amusement is wholly gone, replaced by a thirst to touch you. He nods, sitting down.
You look around the room.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["Now, where shall I sit?"->Lord Darlington XXX 1]]</center><img src="images/bedroom_2.jpg" width="100%"/>
"There's only one chair," Lord Darlington says, licking his lips. "Lord Allister, if you don't mind my company, you may sit here."
You smile as you draw closer and sit right in his lap.
His princely composure crumbling completely away, Lord Darlington unbuttons your shirt and begins to kiss your chest. His pliant lips move to one nub to another, relishing them as if he were devouring berries.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[[His hands do not remain idle, however.->Lord Darlington XXX 2]]
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Like vines of a great tree, Lord Darlington's large and warm hands snake into your pants and begins to pump and pleasure you. Your breath becomes hitched and your eyes glaze over. He takes these sights and sounds in with rapture and delight.
His own eyes glazing over, he enters you with gusto. Despite that, you feel no pain at all. Lord Darlington has chosen to treat you like the tenderest flower in his garden, with both firmness and care.
He pulls you close as he climaxes, you following suit. As the two of you catch your breath, Lord Darlington kisses your hand gently.
"Will you stay by my side tonight?" he asks, his shining eyes pleading.
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<center>(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")+(t8n-time:2s)[["I will."->Lord Darlington Ending]]
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