i am the ocean, i am the sea
If he’s being honest, he halfway expects quests to have to have more involvement. Three orgasms hardly seems like much considering the things he’ll find out soon enough will be required of himself to accomplish one for a shrine. But Lily replies quickly, a swift quip that has him also raising his brow to her in turn, a smirk crossing his face. “So I’ve heard.” He offers with a slight rumble. Frey had been the first deity he’d met, after all. He can’t say it was disappointing, but it inevitably was Safrin he’d wrapped himself around in the end.
He doesn’t regret it.
She pushes the curtain aside, and he scans the room a bit quickly before the feeling begins to hit him – Lily had already started it within him but this room, being in this space seems to have ignited it. Her hum in the back of her throat and the tug find his approval easily, and it really takes no extra effort to get him to follow. Only when she reaches for his shirt does he hum a quiet sound of amusement, canines inadvertently shifting toward sharper fangs.
His hands find her hips, aiming to pull her close and give her just enough room to remove his shirt while his own hands trail along her sides, slipping easily to her neck and chin just as she pulls him down for a kiss. He responds in kind, nipping playfully at her lower lip as his hands travel to the back, untying laces and beginning to try and slip her out of the clothes that block her own skin from him as well – deepening the kiss with an enhanced sort of eagerness from the feeling already burning in his gut.
He doesn’t regret it.
She pushes the curtain aside, and he scans the room a bit quickly before the feeling begins to hit him – Lily had already started it within him but this room, being in this space seems to have ignited it. Her hum in the back of her throat and the tug find his approval easily, and it really takes no extra effort to get him to follow. Only when she reaches for his shirt does he hum a quiet sound of amusement, canines inadvertently shifting toward sharper fangs.
His hands find her hips, aiming to pull her close and give her just enough room to remove his shirt while his own hands trail along her sides, slipping easily to her neck and chin just as she pulls him down for a kiss. He responds in kind, nipping playfully at her lower lip as his hands travel to the back, untying laces and beginning to try and slip her out of the clothes that block her own skin from him as well – deepening the kiss with an enhanced sort of eagerness from the feeling already burning in his gut.
there is a world inside of me
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
