(Set just after Elevating)

There was a numbness that had set in, her mind replacing the scene, how her marriage could just be stripped from her and replaced and shackled by another, her eyes were watery. What the fuck.

What. The. Fuck.

She was not just some fucking item to just trade and barter, or to be picked up and taken to use, this was her third husband, the lioness trembled where she stood, at least on the bright side, she didn't have to deal with poltergeist anymore. He was free from her. That much was a relief.

She had tried her best not to cry, but as she stood there, a single tear drop splashed onto the top of her paw, end she wished she could disappear.

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He was still plenty irritated with the turn of events, but weeding out the weak links in the family was proving easier than he thought. Of course, he was plenty pissed that Odium had sent him into a frenzy like he did, but it wasn't as if Discord wasn't aware of the work he would have cut out for him. These children had been left to their own devices for far too long, they needed someone to guide them. Which was why he was here, to rein them back in and to bring them back to their full potential. And it would start with @Laveau. She had followed him willingly but the emotion on her face was not missed by the man. They paused in a field of flowers and finally Discord would turn to face her, noticing the solitary tear that rolled down her face almost immediately. "Why do you cry? You were not happy with my son. I've given you a solution, have I not?" He questions her then, his voice not chiding but not gentle either.

But there was always one thing that was certain, whoever belonged to him would be treated well. Laveau would want for nothing in his care. "We will stay here for the night and then journey to the Rainforest in the morning." He informs her before taking a seat, his lilac gaze never wavering from her. He expected her to be angry, could see the tension rolling off of her in waves. But he couldn't understand why she was upset. She was meant to be a wife, a child-bearer, and it was evident she hadn't been touched or cared for; she could fight him all she wanted, but she would soon come to find out that he was incredibly patient. He would wait her out, as long as it took.

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Their journey is silent for the most part, she trailed after him, nerves all bundled and knotted up, fear of what this new husband may bring, the anxiety of startting anew. It weighed on the merle lioness aas she padded alongside his rear left flank, the sound of whatever had been wounded on Odium as it popped was also freshly in her memories but she was trying to quickly replace it with something else.

When he paused his step, so did she, her lilac eyes looking up at him through long lashes, she brought a paw up to gently wipe away the single stray tear that had fallen across her cheek, his voice brings her attention back to him as he questions why she was crying. She could lie, and make something up, and she had planned to until he kept speaking.

You were not happy with my son. I've given you a solution, have I not?" His voice is neither hurtful, or bladed, words are not thrown at her in order to harm her, and she looks at him, shocked a bit. The way she'd been treated by Poltergeist had caused her to become quieter, she no longer wanted to be under the spotlight because when she was, it had only ended in feelings hurt or isecurities and hateful words thrownat her. "I...don't mean to cry.. I'm sorry.." She gently speaks, her accent is a feminine, gravelly cajun accent, not unpleasant on the ears, but different than most her family.

"When I first arrived in Amaryllis... I was found by Envy.. He took me as his wife, but he never touched me, we never consumated the marriage, and then one day, he decided to leave with out me..And since I was now abandoned, and unconsumated, Poltergeist tricked me by spinnng his words and making it seem like a dream, or atleast like I'd be able to finally fulfill my duty as a lioness."

She doesn't know why she is telling him all of this, maybe its because as her new husband, h deserves to know some of the truth and why she was hesitant to leap into a new marriage, one that had came at a huge suprise to her.

"Poltergeist never wanted to touch me, never wanted to play any part in the marriage. He acted disgusted and horrified after we mated for the first and only time.. Forgive me ifI am a little nervous.."

@Discord

'I...don't mean to cry.. I'm sorry.. When I first arrived in Amaryllis... I was found by Envy.. He took me as his wife, but he never touched me, we never consummated the marriage, and then one day, he decided to leave without me..And since I was now abandoned, and unconsummated, Poltergeist tricked me by spinnng his words and making it seem like a dream, or at least like I'd be able to finally fulfill my duty as a lioness.' Discord was unaware of the 'how' and 'why' when it came to his son's failed marriage, all he knew was that he had failed with his integral role of being a husband and man. He had failed in ways that Discord would never. @Laveau would experience what a true man was, when she was ready. He didn't want to break her, not when she was already plenty fragile. 'Poltergeist never wanted to touch me, never wanted to play any part in the marriage. He acted disgusted and horrified after we mated for the first and only time.. Forgive me if I am a little nervous..' He cocks his head slightly, brow arching as a smirk takes hold, "Do I make you nervous?" His tones rasp as he stands to move closer to her. He towered over her and had to lean down slightly so his own eyes could clash with hers.

"You tell me you've never been touched. I could change that." He says, his tones ending in a low growl. There was no aggression in his movements just confidence as he lifted a large forepaw to tilt her chin upward so she would have to meet his gaze head-on. "You are mine. You belong to me. You will want for nothing when you are with me. All I ask is for your loyalty, and in time you will bear my children. You will be the matriarch of a new line of Blacks. Does that not invigorate you doll? Does that not make you yearn for more?" He asks, gaze burning with unbridled need but he restrained. He would not force himself upon her, it would be her decision.

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He listens to her tell her story, she hates to seem so fragile in front of him, but theres something about the way he doesn't seem to judge her outright that makes her feel more comfortable in his presence, the way he listens and doesn't interupt her, she feels heard for once and the feeling is one she clings to and appreciates with every fiber of her being. She watches his head tilt slightly, a smirk finding its way on his lips, and she gives a shaky chuckle as he moves closer to her, his eys finding hers, and she becomes locked in his gaze, eyelashes fluttering as lilac eyes peer through dark, thick eyelashes. ""Not in a bad way..""

She answers him, voice softened, she has to remind herself to breath, that she needed to inhale and exhale to gather oxygen in her lungs, she gives him a soft smile as her tongue gently flicks out to lick her lips, her mouth exhaling another shaky breath.

His offer is laid in between them and she corrects him gently, not wanting to seem distrustful because she didn't speak up, ""Poltergeist and I mated once, quickly, it was over and done with. Then he ran off, like he was disgusted to touch me."" She goes to look down but his paw catches her chin and she is caught back in his stare once more.

""Yes...That's all I've ever wanted.."" She admits in a whisper, her chin tilted up to look upon his face, breath being held as she awaits his next move.

@Discord

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This content might touch on topics that are sensitive or triggering for some readers. Trigger Warning for mentions of adult foreplay

'Not in a bad way..' She speaks softly and Discord cannot help but watch her hungrily. She was so petite and quiet, a little minx that had been shackled in all of the wrong ways. 'Poltergeist and I mated once, quickly, it was over and done with. Then he ran off, like he was disgusted to touch me.' It was clear his son was blind, how else could he not see the gem that was placed before him, on a pedestal no less? "When I'm done with you Laveau you will hardly be able to remember your own name, let alone what my son failed to give you in a proper consummation." He says to her evenly, his gaze locking onto her and holding steady. He closed his eyes for only a moment, if only to collect himself, before returning his gaze back to her as she spoke. 'Yes...That's all I've ever wanted..'

There was a sense of finality in her words and Discord was grateful that he hadn't needed to argue with the woman. It was only confirmation for the man that he had made the right decision. That @Laveau was able to listen, and make careful decisions. He was particular in who he called 'mate', and wouldn't take this lightly. He had his work cut out for him, it would not be easy to erase the doubts Poltergeist had placed in her, but he knew he would be able to get her to forget her past experiences with the less than experienced son of his. "How do you want me to care for you? Like this?" He would reach forward to plant delicate kisses on her jawline, moving gently and slow. "Or like this?" Without hesitation the man would reach outward to grab hold of the nape of her neck, biting down just enough to apply pressure. Pain could be mixed with pleasure, that much he was sure of. His heart thrummed and he could feel heat and yearning rising within him, but ever the gentleman he remained composed, watching her body cues and waiting.

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His eyes gaze over her and she can feel the hunger in them, she shifted gently, inhaling his scent as as they stood close together, the attention he gave her made her stomach flutter, and her heart stammered against her chest. He speaks to her, her name falls from his lips and she feels herself grow weaker in the knees as she lets out a small shaky exhale. When he closes his eyes to phlk himself together she does the same, her breaths are uneven.

His question of what she wanted made her eyes soften, his lips press against her jawline and she tilts her head back to give him better access, a small goean escaping her as euphoria built up in her chest. then without much of a warning as he grasps her neck between his teeth, she gasped and soft groan escaped her lips as she felt electricity.

He could tell in the way that @Laveau's body trembled that she had never been touched like this before. He was willing to erase the past from her memory with these simple gestures and movements, no matter how long it took. No matter how many times he needed to brand her with his hands, he would. She was his. And no one would be able to take her from him, not now, not ever. "Mine." He growls into her ear before he wraps a paw around her neck to bring her closer against him. There is no more hesitation as he reaches down to clash his lips against hers in a lionish kiss, savage but gentle. He was willing to take whatever she would give him and leave nothing but himself in her wake. He could have easily lost himself in their kiss and surely the fever that rushed through his veins urged him too, but he refrained. Pulling back finally, if only to allow her some precious air into her lungs, he watches her hungrily. "That is nothing but a mere taste of what you will begin to have with me. We'll make a home together in the Forest, and in time you'll be heavy with a new line of Blacks to displace all the ones that have done nothing but bring shame to our family name." He says, the pride and eagerness swirling in his chest already. It was intoxicating and his groin heated at the thought of it, but he would turn slightly, instead allowing his gaze to roam across the gardens to distract himself from the eye candy he'd obtained. "Come, let's rest. Ask me whatever it is you need to know to bring yourself peace." He gestures for her to follow as he finally moves to sit, collecting himself once more.

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The kioness felt an overwhelming amount of things as he lights the fire inside of her, the small woman would be left breathless one moment and gasping for air, her chest rising and falling as she panted. She could feel herself aching for him, she was already unintentially leaning closer to him, her eyes big and doe-like were filled with lust and desire. And the moment she hears his voice growling his possession into her ear, a soft moan escapes her lips but the sound is cut off as he wraps his arm around her and crushes her against him, crashing their lips together in a passionate embrace.

Laveau moves her lips against him, her own paws reaching up to tangle in his fur and bring him even closer, she can feel the need and the raging fires that heated her from pelvis to her cheeks.

When he pulls away an audible whine of disagreement leaves her throat and her eyes open quickly, lilac irises immediately finding his own gaze, a small pout rest upon her swollen lips, her breath is ragged as she tries to regain bearings that had been lost when he'd taken her breath away. As he begins to speak, she listens, holding onto every word of his so that she may only do right by her husband, because the taste he had given her had been just the right amount to intoxicate her and leave her starving. He speaks of the legacy she will soon carry within her womb and she holds her head a little higher, eyes now gleaming.

""Why wait until we reach the forest? I would be willing to let you take me as many times as it took for me to bear your children."" She states with shaky breaths, he shifts his attention and she brushes against him as her body leaned into hm gently, the lioness watches as he moves to sit down, and she quickly follows, brushing against him and trailing herself under his chin, starting with a gentle butt of her head under his jawline and halting only when she had maneuvered so that she was standing with his chin atop her hindquarters, her doe eyes looking back at him with a small glint of mischief.

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He was a man and he had needs, just as any did. He could not remember the last time he had touched a woman, had lost himself in the softness of their skin. He knew that @Laveau had been starved of love, both physically and emotionally and though he didn't love her yet that wasn't to say that wouldn't change in time. He was certainly possessive over her, something that he wasn't ashamed to show. She was his and there was no denying it. Their kiss ignited the fire within him and the beast inside him demanded to take from her until there was nothing left for her to give. The fever wanted to coerce him into plunging her into darkness alongside him, but he refrained. When he pulled away from Laveau it wasn't for a lack of wanting, it was to protect her.

'Why wait until we reach the forest? I would be willing to let you take me as many times as it took for me to bear your children.. She pleads before thrusting her hindquarters before him. She looked like a five-star meal, and he was a starved man. He would only hold himself back for so long and with a deep growl he would grip her hips before pulling her flush against him in one smooth motion. He rises, hovering above her, his voice in her ear. "Remember this moment," he growls deeply, "Because the next time I fuck you, you will be deeply in love with me." It is a promise, and he doesn't hold back. If she breaks beneath him, so be it. It will only make her stronger for the next time.

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