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Bazi Tea Service

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Vischous the Shadow Werewolf King stands off of his throne and opens his arms wide, bowing 30 degrees a smile plays across his lips. "Welcome"

{hietaro}Vischous padding quietly, her head low, long red curls rustling softly against her shoulders, she enters her Mate's castle with eyes reverently downcast as she makes her way over to His throne, where her highly sensitive nose tells her He resides. She has slipped back into her feline form, her pointed ears smaller and muzzle shorter, tail longer and more sleek than her were-form. Though she still feels the soreness of the change, she doesn't let it show on her face as she reaches the Wolf sitting in His throne, and she turns a bright smile up at Him. After a moment, she lowers to her knees and bends her form forward, padded palms resting on the cool stone floor as she leans in to kiss His hindpaws gently. The greeting completed, she waits for Him to allow her to rise.

HellBunneh wanders in and such

Vischous the Shadow Werewolf King waves to HellBunneh and looks down at his mate, his smile spreading wider as he takes to a knee and leans forward to kiss her forehead. Gently running a claw under her chin. "Rise my Kajira"

{hietaro}Vischous raises her upper body back to its normal position, hands on her silken thighs, and she gives Him a sweet smile. After looking into His beautiful golden eyes a moment, she rocks back onto her hindpaws and gracefully rises. Once stood, she offers the Male her paw, a mischievous but loving look gleaming in the deep blue of her eyes, waiting for Him to rise with the intent for Him to follow her.

Vischous the Shadow Werewolf King grins even more revealing his long fangs, taking her paw he rises to his feet, claws digging into the stone to support his weight and muscle. Curious as to the mischief in her eyes, he follows his Kajira.

{hietaro}Vischous leads Him carefully out the large front doors, occasionally looking back reassuringly over her shoulder. Her body moves with the fluidity graced only to her species, and the beautiful midnight black silks He so generously bestowed upon her melt eloquently over her supple curves and blend in with the rich darkness of her fur. Once outside, she guides Him towards the nearby lake where a small fire can be seen burning a mere 6 feet from water's edge, the only light aside from the large full moon vibrant against the black of the sky. As they get closer, a small stand is visible over the fire, and there a copper kettle is hanging, and a small, short wooden table is nestled into the bank, a velveteen pillow large enough to fit His giant form setting on the ground a few short feet from the table.

{hietaro}Vischous finally reaches the set up with the Wolf alongside her, she helps Him to sit on the pillow set where He can watch her work. On the table is a tray set with a teapot, two sugar bowls, and three very small cups, all made out of the most beautiful porcelain. Next to the tray is a small wooden chest, closed for the moment. After she gets Him seated, she gives Him a sweet smile and a short bow before turning to the kettle to check that the water is boiling. Finding it so, she pulls the kettle from the flame and turns carefully back to the table, opening the lid of the teapot, and pouring in the steaming water.

Vischous the Shadow Werewolf King turns his head curiously to the fire and to the rather large pillow. As he is seated he smiles softly and lays down resting his head on a paw all the while watching her intently.

{hietaro}Vischous then, after filling it, she puts the kettle back above the flame and quickly picks up the teapot, taking it back over to the kettle and pouring the water back into the copper pot, this first rotation meant to warm the teapot as it had been left to the cooler temperatures of the outside, and she did not want the tea getting cold as she serves it to the Holder of her Heart. Setting the teapot back on the table there beside her, she gives the kettle a moment to boil again before taking it back down and repeating the process, filling up the porcelain container again and putting the kettle to the side.

{hietaro}Vischous scoots back to the table, she opens the small chest, revealing the loose Bazi tea leaves inside. She picks out three pinches of the leaves and drops them, in turn, into the steaming tea pot and places the lid over it, then closes the chest and sets it off to the side once more. The girl then turns her attention to the sugar bowls, one filled with yellow sugar, the other with white, and the three porcelain cups. Taking a scoop of the yellow sugar first, she drops it into the first cup set in a line on the serving tray. She then takes a scoop of the white sugar and pours that into the second waiting cup. Finally, she takes one scoop of each sugar and drops them both into the final cup before setting the sugar bowls off to the side on the table with the chest.

Vischous the Shadow Werewolf King closes his eyes slightly as warm inviting fragrances waft into his overly sensitive nostrils as he inhales slowly. He opens his eyes again to watch his heart.. his Kajira.. his mate.

{hietaro}Vischous sets the teapot on the serving tray along with the sugar-filled cups, she carefully picks up the tray, balancing with grace and ease as she takes the few small steps over to her waiting Master. There, she eases down onto her knees in front of Him with her head lowered, and places the tray on the flattened ground with care. She picks up the teapot and pours the tea into the first cup to His left, the one filled with the yellow sugar, and fills it to just below the brim, then sets the teapot back down on the tray.

{hietaro}Vischous spreads her knees wide as she sits back on her heels, taking the tiny cup in between her small paws, she raises it to her cheek to check the temperature. Finding it suitable, places it first to her pounding slave heart, setting it there for three full beats as she ponders on the first drink's meaning, then lifts it carefully to her lips where she places a soft kiss just below the brim before finally offering it up to Him, her head bowed between her outstretched arms, her words clear. "For you, my adoring Master. May this tea remind you of your youth, of good times passed but never forgotten, of days of learning and growth. May this one's serving please you this day."

Vischous the Shadow Werewolf King smiles softly and reaches out both paws to gently take the cup from her hands. Fingers brushing hers as he carefully takes it and brings it to his lips. "This cup and your beauty." He parts his lips a little and tilts his head and the cup back all at once, swallowing it in one soft gulp.

{hietaro}Vischous takes the cup carefully from Him once He has drained it, and sets it upside down on the tray before moving onto the second cup, this one filled with the white sugar. Filling it, too, to the brim, she again raises it to her cheek to check its temperature before moving it to her pulsing slave heart and then to her lips for another gentle kiss as she thinks on the significance then of this second offering before finally extending the small cup to Him. "For you, loving Mate. May this tea remind you of your present glory, of the love and friends that surround you. May this one's serve please you also."

Vischous the Shadow Werewolf King once more reaches for the cup, staring at his Kajira with the warmth of a raging inferno. Lifting the cup to his lips he parts them once more. "You are my glory and love." Tilting his head once more to swiftly drink the tea. Feeling his body warm and tingle.

{hietaro}Vischous accepting the cup from Him, she places it, too, back on the tray upside down next to its brethren, her face lit brightly from His words, before moving to the final cup containing the yellow and white sugars. A final time she pours the steaming tea into the cup, filling it and setting the teapot to the side, taking up the cup carefully and checking it against her cheek before placing the final cup over the heart thrumming loudly in her chest, then up to her lips for one final tender kiss of submission and thinking on its own significance before she offers it up to Him. With this last cup, she speaks softer, a gentle whisper only just audible above the gentle splash of the water's tide. "For you, Owner of my Heart. May this tea fortell of a future yet to come, of days with some pain, but also filled with joy, of ones with some sadness, but also filled with happiness. Of goals you wish to attain and all your dreams coming true. Of final peace at your journey's end, whenever that may be. And may this slave's service be pleasing to you, now and always, for the rest of her life."

Vischous the Shadow Werewolf King feels his body burn even more with the blood that rages quick beneath thick veins, reaching one last time to take the cup from her delicate paws. He brings it to his own heart. "Days to come, Days to pass. Filled with Love eternal and forever more, Shared in lifes journey even beyond the end. This master is pleased and will remain so till the sands of time themselves stop." He brings the cup to his lips and takes the last swig.

{hietaro}Vischous feels her cheeks flushed deeply at His words, tears threatening to spill forth from sheer adoration of her Master. When He's finished, she takes the final cup from Him and sets it to the side with the others, but she remains there in her Nadu.