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AndreAla curled her fingers roughly into the cloth of her shoulder as she tried her hardest to press herself into nothingness as the radiant god approached on light feet, the grass not so much as stirring as he passed over it.

"...Keeping secrets are we?" The fair God asked as he paused a breath's pace in front of her, his hair fluttering and glittering despite the lack of light beneath the forests dark canopy. Milky eyes shinned playfully, full lips pulled back into a pleased smirk, his taut body twitching oh so slightly as he moved to close the barely there distance between them.

To any other being this lovely creature would be breathtaking. A beautiful dream come true and his approach welcomed. But to AndreAla this was a nightmare.

Her breathing hitched, her cheeks flushed, and her heart thundered almost painfully in her chest as Aland slid up to her, his hand immediately finding it's way to grasp the side of her pronounced belly.

"Aland..." She wheezed, feeling her stomach drop at the unwanted attention and the once calm unborn child now flipping and stirring violently within her womb as if it sensed her unease.

"You're not welcome here." The forest guardian pleaded quietly, hoping she didn't sound as meek to him as she did to her own ears. However the simple statement didn't seem to reach the God's ears as he was seemingly too engrossed in analyzing the swell of her stomach with an intensity that could almost burn holes. AndreAla was mistaken in thinking it was uncomfortable before. It was almost unbearable now.

"This...it..." The God slowly sounded the syllables out as he leaned closer to the cowering dryad, hand stroking the soft skin of her exposed midsection, "..is this my child you carry within your belly?"

AndreAla lightly bit her bottom lip as she tried to shy away from the God, wondering absently when she was swept off her feet - literally - only to be sitting on fabrics of every shade of color of the sun that only helped to push her closer to what she wanted to be as far away from as she could. She opened her mouth to try and respond only to find it dry and useless.

The guardian squirmed uncomfortably as Aland nuzzled into her neck and lightly kissed the smooth fair skin up to her ear where he placed his lips, "Is this our child that makes you glow so lovely in this light and makes you so much more beautiful? Our child that you are so close to delivering to this world?"

AndreAla tried to push the man away but found it a useless attempt as she was only drawn even closer to his flesh, tears prickling the corners of her eyes at memories rising to the surface of the conception of the child that was currently twisting and kicking to a near painful extent within her.

Aland's breath was heavy in her ear, his breath deep and even as he continues to kiss the shell lightly, "I'll make you my queen if you give me a son.." Kiss. "I'll make you my lover if you grant me a daughter..." Kiss. "I'll give you the world if you open yourself to me and be my wife..."

End terrible attempt at writing. =3

So yea...AndreAla cowering before the God Aland, who is both amazed and pleased to see her and his unborn child. He's a bit on the obsessed side with her. Of course there's a reason she's afraid of him though an explanation would be helpful for this picture, yes?

Is it story time again?

Here's the deal, AndreAla crushed on this god a little bit in the past. She had just lost her (*current centuries) partner to the war leaving her alone with her daughter, Jocasta. After some time AndreAla sees/meets this guy and finds herself drawn to him but she's the shy type so she isn't about to approach him not to mention she is adamant about her "mourning" periods and how long they last for her lovers lost.

Some of the forests inhabitants - elves, fae, nymphs, satyrs, etc - are having their own little celebration to celebrate the change of seasons from autumn to winter and AndreAla and her, now adul,t daughter attend it. And can you guess who is there as well? Umm hmm, Aland.

Jocasta disappears with the forest elves while AndreAla mingles until Aland approaches her and offers her some of the Satyr's wine. She refuses but eventually she gives in - some at his persistence and once at her own daughters persistence who wants her mother to "loosen her hair and have fun". So she does and has a rather enjoyable evening and her and Aland chat and she finds herself even more attracted to him but when he admits his feelings for her she feels it's still too soon for a new suitor so she turns him down. He seems to take it well enough though and is kind enough to escort her away from everybody..err.. i mean back toward her home. Back in the deep dark forest...

I think we know where this is heading?

Long story short, he forces himself on her in her inebriated state and leaves a surprise gift to grow inside her for the next few seasons. She makes herself scarce from him during the entire pregnancy but when she finally hits the last few days before birthing her son, Aland discovers and corners her. Meep! D8>
You'd think he'd be angry I guess but he's actually rather amazed since AndreAla's the first woman to carry a child of his to full term or not die mid-pregnancy or in birth. God-children are not meant to be carried by anything other than another Goddess really. But I'll go into that later.

So yea this is just a scene after Aland discovers AndreAla. Oh and yes, that is a flower sprouting from AndreAla's belly button. It's 1) a Dryad thing and 2) tied into her pregnancy but I'll go into that a bit more later as well. Once I draw up even MORE refs.

NOTES:

*Being an ageless being AndreAla takes a lover every so many centuries. No, she's no slut but she isn't fond of the prospect of living forever alone but it's a shame she falls for the ones that are only human and therefore doomed to die so soon. Sadness

Description
AndreAla curled her fingers roughly into the cloth of her shoulder as she tried her hardest to press herself into nothingness as the radiant god approached on light feet, the grass not so much as stirring as he passed over it.

"...Keeping secrets are we?" The fair God asked as he paused a breath's pace in front of her, his hair fluttering and glittering despite the lack of light beneath the forests dark canopy. Milky eyes shinned playfully, full lips pulled back into a pleased smirk, his taut body twitching oh so slightly as he moved to close the barely there distance between them.

To any other being this lovely creature would be breathtaking. A beautiful dream come true and his approach welcomed. But to AndreAla this was a nightmare.

Her breathing hitched, her cheeks flushed, and her heart thundered almost painfully in her chest as Aland slid up to her, his hand immediately finding it's way to grasp the side of her pronounced belly.

"Aland..." She wheezed, feeling her stomach drop at the unwanted attention and the once calm unborn child now flipping and stirring violently within her womb as if it sensed her unease.

"You're not welcome here." The forest guardian pleaded quietly, hoping she didn't sound as meek to him as she did to her own ears. However the simple statement didn't seem to reach the God's ears as he was seemingly too engrossed in analyzing the swell of her stomach with an intensity that could almost burn holes. AndreAla was mistaken in thinking it was uncomfortable before. It was almost unbearable now.

"This...it..." The God slowly sounded the syllables out as he leaned closer to the cowering dryad, hand stroking the soft skin of her exposed midsection, "..is this my child you carry within your belly?"

AndreAla lightly bit her bottom lip as she tried to shy away from the God, wondering absently when she was swept off her feet - literally - only to be sitting on fabrics of every shade of color of the sun that only helped to push her closer to what she wanted to be as far away from as she could. She opened her mouth to try and respond only to find it dry and useless.

The guardian squirmed uncomfortably as Aland nuzzled into her neck and lightly kissed the smooth fair skin up to her ear where he placed his lips, "Is this our child that makes you glow so lovely in this light and makes you so much more beautiful? Our child that you are so close to delivering to this world?"

AndreAla tried to push the man away but found it a useless attempt as she was only drawn even closer to his flesh, tears prickling the corners of her eyes at memories rising to the surface of the conception of the child that was currently twisting and kicking to a near painful extent within her.

Aland's breath was heavy in her ear, his breath deep and even as he continues to kiss the shell lightly, "I'll make you my queen if you give me a son.." Kiss. "I'll make you my lover if you grant me a daughter..." Kiss. "I'll give you the world if you open yourself to me and be my wife..."

End terrible attempt at writing. =3

So yea...AndreAla cowering before the God Aland, who is both amazed and pleased to see her and his unborn child. He's a bit on the obsessed side with her. Of course there's a reason she's afraid of him though an explanation would be helpful for this picture, yes?

Is it story time again?

Here's the deal, AndreAla crushed on this god a little bit in the past. She had just lost her (*current centuries) partner to the war leaving her alone with her daughter, Jocasta. After some time AndreAla sees/meets this guy and finds herself drawn to him but she's the shy type so she isn't about to approach him not to mention she is adamant about her "mourning" periods and how long they last for her lovers lost.

Some of the forests inhabitants - elves, fae, nymphs, satyrs, etc - are having their own little celebration to celebrate the change of seasons from autumn to winter and AndreAla and her, now adul,t daughter attend it. And can you guess who is there as well? Umm hmm, Aland.

Jocasta disappears with the forest elves while AndreAla mingles until Aland approaches her and offers her some of the Satyr's wine. She refuses but eventually she gives in - some at his persistence and once at her own daughters persistence who wants her mother to "loosen her hair and have fun". So she does and has a rather enjoyable evening and her and Aland chat and she finds herself even more attracted to him but when he admits his feelings for her she feels it's still too soon for a new suitor so she turns him down. He seems to take it well enough though and is kind enough to escort her away from everybody..err.. i mean back toward her home. Back in the deep dark forest...

I think we know where this is heading?

Long story short, he forces himself on her in her inebriated state and leaves a surprise gift to grow inside her for the next few seasons. She makes herself scarce from him during the entire pregnancy but when she finally hits the last few days before birthing her son, Aland discovers and corners her. Meep! D8>
You'd think he'd be angry I guess but he's actually rather amazed since AndreAla's the first woman to carry a child of his to full term or not die mid-pregnancy or in birth. God-children are not meant to be carried by anything other than another Goddess really. But I'll go into that later.

So yea this is just a scene after Aland discovers AndreAla. Oh and yes, that is a flower sprouting from AndreAla's belly button. It's 1) a Dryad thing and 2) tied into her pregnancy but I'll go into that a bit more later as well. Once I draw up even MORE refs.

NOTES:

*Being an ageless being AndreAla takes a lover every so many centuries. No, she's no slut but she isn't fond of the prospect of living forever alone but it's a shame she falls for the ones that are only human and therefore doomed to die so soon. Sadness