From Attuned to Ascended to Ancient, Kiada Njovu-Reyes has been reborn several times throughout her short life, but her fighting spirit has never once been diminished. With beauty, grace and a quick wit, Kiada is the whole package wrapped in an infectious smile. Recent endeavours have found her in the heart of the Hollowed Grounds, aiding the region and bettering it for her new Ancient kin, and whatever she does next, we know it's sure to pack a punch.
Congratulations, Kiada!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
Skinning and hosting by the epically talented Kaons, and functionality fanciness by the coding magic of Neowulf. If you ever see either of them around, make sure to show them some love!
It doesn't sound better, or good, but Isla is too caught up in what she's feeling and the look in his eyes as he turns around to question it. Like a fly caught in a web, she's drawn in by the hands on her hips which leave her splayed against his chest, cheeks still silvery, eyes hooded. "And I get to be the one to break you back in?" A fanged smile curls across her lips, and she pulls back just enough for Varus to pull the shirt over her head, leaving her in only the skirt she'd worn to the clinic that day.
"Lucky me," she purrs, stepping in again to wind her arms around him, feeling every scrap of leather and fabric and letting her kisses trail down the column of his throat. It feels like suddenly the missing piece of their attraction to one another is falling into place; more than shared interests, more than books and nerdy banter and intellectual conversation, there's raw physicality that begs to be explored.
And honestly, it doesn't matter if it lasts for five hours or five seconds - firsts aren't everything, and they've the whole night to burn; that probably explains the way Isla's fingers move straight to the buttons of his pants. That and she stands no chance of figuring out how to get his other gear off.