[center] [h2] [color=008B8B] Ineraz Evrenarth [/color] [/h2] [sub] [b]Husband of:[/b] Sera [@Pupperr] and Zeldria [@Saltwater Thief]
[b]Interacting with:[/b] his brides [/sub] [/center]
Zeldria had been oddly quiet even though Ineraz had done his best to present the appeal of hunting, which [i]she[/i] had asked about. At least Sera expressed an interest for it – who would have thought that a Gem might find something so “violent” fun? As expected, both brides had trouble eating, but managed at least a little; about as much as a bird might. No wonder their race was so frail and weak if this was any indication of their usual eating habits. Though the girls were probably exhibiting some sort of a stress reaction after being removed from their former environment. Such withdrawal was something Ineraz had seen often enough with animals when he first relocated them for taming, though those just as often reacted aggressively. Would these female Gems eventually show their teeth and claws, too? The male Drakkan was rather doubtful of the pair’s capability to do such a thing. However, even the weakest beings usually had some way to at least trick their predators. Whatever could his own pretty flames come up with? These were some of the thoughts Ineraz had as he watched the refreshed brides enter his bedroom and observed their course of action.

Ineraz noted that Sera, for one, did not take the dress she had been wearing with her, so perhaps she preferred plainer outfits just as he himself did. The tunics might not emphasize their physical appeal as much as the dresses had, but he thought the way they showed realistically just what his brides had was far more natural. Besides, finery or not, these Gems were certainly not lacking in femininity and base attractiveness. Ineraz couldn’t help his sly grin, nor how he licked his lips in quiet anticipation.

He saw the way Sera’s eyes flicked to the bedrolls and was honestly a tad disappointed, enough so that he might have pouted were he a few decades younger. His eyes tracked her movements and he was intrigued by the seemingly habitual fashion in which the little one set her bedding – facing the door, as if expecting some sort of danger to come from the outside. Did Sera not realize that she shared a room with someone who was a much likelier source of threat to her than some unknown outsider would be? Or had he managed to gain a modicum of her trust so soon? 

Ineraz blinked in surprise as the small fire Gem neared his bed and stood within arms-reach, observing him. They practically stared into each other’s eyes (he, with his glacier blue, she with her blood red), and Ineraz cocked an inquisitive eyebrow when Sera cupped his cheek. What exactly was she trying to accomplish? [color=008B8B][i]What a strange Gem.[/i][/color] Before he could decide whether to react and how (possibly by petting her or offering her a kiss), Sera had already returned to her bedroll on the floor and apologized softly.

Ineraz sighed quietly, but did not let the minor setback discourage him. [color=008B8B]“No matter,”[/color] he said calmly. [color=008B8B]“We have many nights ahead of us, my sweet,”[/color] the endearment flowed easily and earnestly from his tongue. He certainly wasn’t embarrassed to give his brides appealing nicknames, and if they ever decided to do the same for him when in private, he would not mind greatly. Either way, judging by her reaction, Sera was definitely curious at the very least. Ineraz could barely contain the lustful rumble building in his chest from turning into an outright growl, especially because he was convinced he caught her eyeing him, or rather, certain [i]parts[/i] of him.

Then he turned to Zeldria, who would hopefully decide to slake his ever-growing lust. If not, he would simply have to take himself in hand. And if his brides would be disturbed by being watched, asleep or not, well…He wouldn’t let it deter him. It would be their own fault really, refusing such a charming offer. Perhaps they would even be convinced (aroused) by such obvious want, as voyeuristic as it would be of him.

Ineraz remained sitting on the bed, to all appearances very casually looking at Zeldria, his best seductive smirk reserved now only for her, his hand proceeding to stroke his thigh slowly. In truth, he was barely holding himself back, and if the remaining Gem did nothing soon, he [i]would[/i] take his pleasure from his own flesh, and he wasn’t above exaggerating his enjoyment either, though he was usually quiet in such solo pursuits.

[hider=Summary] Ineraz considers some of his brides’ actions and reactions through the day. He is then slightly baffled by Sera, excuses her non-participation and refocuses on Zeldria. Like the creep he is, he’s seriously thinking about touching himself lewdly while watching his Gems and hopefully being watched by them, intending to put on (even more of) a show if Zeldria doesn’t join him either. Feel his heavy gaze of expectation! [/hider]