From being an Abandoned who had rarely left the Hollowed Grounds, to embracing the call of adventure, to dying and being reborn first as an Ascended and then as an Ancient, Maea has gone through quite the amount of changes in her life. One thing remains common, though, in her attempts to find out just where she belongs; she’s always had a craving for knowledge which has brought her to so many places and to meet so many people here in Caido. We can’t wait to see what else is in store for her!
Congratulations, Maea!
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!
Putting up not one bit of a struggle, James let out an ooooof as Amun collapsed on top of him. Within much muscle or any fat to speak of, the potter's much more compact and athletic frame nearly knocked the air from the thief's lungs. Certainly it was that, and not the way his cock was now happily captured between the two that made the snake pull in a ragged breath that was then warbled out in a heated moan of satisfaction as James' hips bucked upwards as well.
Leaning upwards much as he could with his hands pinned, his lips sought out Amun's. This was no chaste and nervous kiss, no sensual smooch. Instead, the snake's teeth were looking to nip and pull, his tongue eager and seeking.
{steps on my own emotions and grinds them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
It was honestly a bit disappointing that J didn’t put up more of a struggle: after all the wrestling earlier, Amun had been expecting their second time around to be a bit rougher. Granted, the Ascended had an advantage there, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t trend in that direction. It just meant that he’d be the one doing most of the work. A fact that he didn’t mind in the slightest. Nor did he mind being in charge.
Which was why, as the snake reached up for an eager kiss, the potter met J halfway. The tongue was fine. However, at the first hint of teeth, Amun broke off the kiss and shifted so that he could grip both of J’s wrists in one of the Ascended’s hands. The other cupped the snake’s chin firmly. ”Again, naughty. Did I say you could bite?” Leaning forward and turning the other man’s face to the side, the potter nipped at the other man’s neck, though just teasingly, not hard enough to break the skin. Simultaneously, he rubbed his groin against the other man's cock. All this was assuming J didn't do something to throw the potter off, of course.
Raising a brow as the potter pulled away, he found himself simultaneously amused and frustrated by the constant back and forth. “Oh, have you a list now of what I can and can’t do? Not what I was plannin’ on doin’ but hey, if it floats your boat.”
Just as the snake’s hips rose slightly to meet Amun’s, he felt the strangest...well. He couldn’t rightly describe what it was. A calling? A pulling? A vibrating? It seemed to emanate from outside; a repetitive come, come, come.
“Oy, y’hear that?” And, given James would indeed go out towards the drop It seemed that the potter did. “Pause this. Come on’.” Nudging the potter off with a bit of urgency, the snake would follow Amun towards the door, but not out into the night.
~FIN
{steps on my own emotions and grinds them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
