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The efforts Azrael made on Lilythe's body did not go unrewarded. She felt her desire for him well within her, and she wished she had any sort of ability to act on it while he drove her wild with it. She regretted the handcuffs, while simultaneously reveling in the fact that she was at his complete mercy. Where Shadow's love-making had always felt more controlled and methodical, Azrael's was passionate and seemed to be born from a burning need for her that could only be quenched by allowing himself to succumb to it. It was passionate and intense. It was unpredictable, and intoxicating. It created something in her never before felt, true unadulterated passion. His nails and hands on her body stoked a passion in her that made her writhe beneath him in utter bliss. She couldn't contain herself as he began to tease her with some of the instruments she left at his disposal. She let out a soft moan of pleasure, and then bit her lip to stifle the sounds. His fingers worked magic across her skin while the pins evoked a small trail of pain. She struggled to process all the sensations coursing through her. She could feel his firm cock against her, taunting her, making her only crave it more. She couldn't stop herself from begging him to meet that need. As his lips pressed firmly against hers, Lilythe let herself moan once more, kissing him eagerly. She felt him pressed against her entrance, and she whispered another simple, but urgent, "Please, sir..."

As his lips pressed more enthusiastically into hers, Lilythe felt her pulse begin to race. Azrael had the most intoxicating effect on her, and she was beyond smitten with him in this moment. She returned the passion in his kisses and let out a soft sigh of bliss as he pinned her second arm down and pressed his weight against her, and the subtle click of the second pair of cuffs could be heard. Lilythe grinned against his lips as she felt his hand weave into her hair. Before long she felt his breath against her ear, hearing him whisper sweet words. She blushed as he spoke and bit her lip again. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Blackburn.". A soft moan escaped her lips as he pressed his against her neck. It was one of her weaknesses and he had learned how to exploit it that night in New York. In this moment, she felt herself turn to complete putty in his hands as her blood raced in her veins. His hand began to explore her body, and Lilythe let out another soft moan as his thumb teased her nipple. That's two weaknesses. Internally she smirked. Azrael had managed to learn her body faster than she had anticipated he would. Tonight had been intended to be about making things up to him for treating her so well. But she could see that Azrael was determined to ensure that she enjoyed herself too. His hand continued to explore her body, sending tingles up her spine. As it finally came to rest at its destination, she felt his lips press to hers, tongue searching. Hers met with his, and she could feel herself growing wet from his efforts. In this position, tied up and at his mercy, she couldn't do much more than let him have his way. She was content with that, however. After all, it was exactly what she had come here to give him.

Lilythe could hear his shout as he walked back down the hall. A smirk graced her lips as she pictured him completely bereft of clothing, naught but a towel to cover him. It was a shame she had covered her eyes, because she was certain the view would have been spectacular. Before long she could hear the door swing open and the audible sigh that Azrael had let out. Immediately she felt relief that her plan hadn't been too intimidating for him. It had been a brief concern as she sat there waiting for him. The telltale sound of the door closing and being locked caused Lilythe to bite subtly on her lower lip. And with Azrael's comment her cheeks flushed. His lips pressed against hers, and she melted into the kiss. "It was my best ever, thanks to you." Lilythe confessed. Feeling the cool touch of metal against her wrist, and the clicking of the cuff, she felt herself being laid back onto the bed. In that moment she wanted nothing more than his happiness. Azrael had shown that he truly knew her, and gave her the only thing she could have ever wanted for her birthday--everyone together again--so Lilythe wanted to give him anything and everything she could.

Lilythe had been trying to figure out exactly how to show Azrael how much she appreciated his birthday gift to her. Vienna, her best friend, was home. Lilythe had been over the moon and spending much of her time catching up with her best friend since the night of the party, and hadn't yet found the time to thank Azrael. With Vienna spending some time with her siblings, Lilythe decided to take advantage of this and snuck her way into the Nemesis cabin. As soon as she was in, she went straight to work. The cabin leader's bedroom was at the back of the cabin, and Lilythe made a bee-line for the door. Once inside, Lilythe set her backpack in the corner and began unpacking. There were candles, and a few symbolic items that she had brought with her, as well as a negligee that left little to the imagination. Over on his bedside table, Lilythe laid out a note. It read as follows: Azrael, Thank you for the most meaningful gift on my birthday. As a token of my thanks, I'm yours to play with tonight. Completely under your control. You have my consent to do whatever you please. The safeword is Blueberry. Yours, ~Lilythe Changing into her negligee, she then lit the candles on either nightstand. Laid an array of toys for his use out on the night stands. And blindfolded herself as soon as she heard his voice and footsteps nearing the door.

A pros and cons list? Lilythe's eyebrow quirked. "What if he found it?" She could feel her eyes widen in horror at the idea that Azrael might see what she wrote about him. Though, if she was being honest the only real con that she could think of was how angry she was at him right now. Lilythe looked up at Larissa. "We should put it in some kind of code or be as vague as possible. I don't want him to find it. Or better yet, let's just burn it after." Lilythe chewed on her lower lip. "I've never thought about Azzy that way... you know." She said as she realized she was having a hard time coming up with a 'pro' list as well. "We've always been friends. Best friends." She sighed. "He is kind of handsome though, right? I mean objectively speaking." She had to start somewhere, didn't she?

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"Well your guess was right on the money. And you just said that everyone else knew. So... honestly? I just kind of feel like an idiot for not seeing it sooner." Lilythe sighed loudly once more. She was exasperated. The idea that she could have been so oblivious to one of her best friends. It was insane to her. "I'm not going to. Like I said, it feels like cheating." That was the truth. Lilythe knew that the Aphrodite kids couldn't help that they had that power. But she had always felt that matters of the heart should be figured out between the two individuals involved. She didn't feel like having someone tell her how she felt would be very fair to her or to Azrael. Taking the hint from Larissa, Lilythe went back to the seat and plopped down firmly onto it. "I don't even know where to begin..." She tried to think back to everything that had had happened between her and Azrael over the years. Every time she felt anything beyond just how she generally felt in his company.

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Lilythe sighed again. "I don't know what I can do now. I'm so angry at him for letting me think he hated me." She confessed. Lilythe lifted her head, looking up at Riss. "I know he was trying to be noble by bowing out and letting me be with Shadow but... He just didn't talk to me for years. He was my best friend and then he just disappeared. And I'm so mad about that." Lilythe stood up and started pacing. "Now I find out that pretty much everyone at camp could have told me that he probably just left because of how he felt... and that's frustrating too. I get it, not your place to tell and all that, but it's frustrating nonetheless." She continued to pace in the living room. She honestly wanted a drink, maybe two, but she was still on duty. At the very least she needed to wait for the next Cabin Leader to come relieve her of her shift. "Also, I don't really know how I feel..." She stopped and turned to face Riss. "And it kind of feels like cheating to have the kids from Cabin 10 tell me." Crossing her arms over her chest she looked at her friend. "Help me figure it out?"

Lilythe just sat there in stunned silence, a look of absolute shock on her face. She couldn't understand how she had been so oblivious all this time. She couldn't fathom how everyone at camp had known for years, and she had never once found out. They assumed I knew. It was the only explanation that made sense, and she knew it. But she hadn't. Lilythe never even suspected how Azrael felt. "I feel like an idiot..." She dropped her head into her hands. This emotional rollercoaster just kept going and she wasn't sure she knew when or if it would stop. Things seemed so simple only a few days ago. She couldn't say she wasn't glad that Azrael was back. She was. However, she definitely had concerns with how much chaos his arrival had brought into her life. If she could just get her emotions in order, things would be so much better. "I had no idea Riss. None. But the more I think about things, the more I see." "Do you remember that game of capture the flag where he pushed Shadow down the hill and he got banged up real badly?" Lilythe asked. "I always thought they were just being competitive. Now I want to know if it was just Azrael being jealous or did Shadow provoke him?" She sighed. "Everything we have experienced together... all these memories... I just keep searching for all the signs I missed. And I keep wondering how things would have turned out if I had noticed sooner."

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