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!
"Anything you want." Remi panted against Sam's ear, though the words dissolved into a happy moan of frustration and pleasure. Hands that were now mostly clawed slid down the flat of Sam's stomach, his fingers coming to scratch at Sam's hipbones as Remi's teeth worried the bookmaker's neck.
The hunger and need Remi felt was resplendent and complete. He wanted nothing more than this, what his hands could fasten on and what his eyes could see, here in the darkness of the alcove. One hand roamed up Sam's chest, grabbing and twisting one of his nipples as his tongue made similar patterns against his earlobe. For a moment a clawed finger began to work at the material of Sam's pants until the alchemist had an idea. A wonderfully ingenious idea that, were his mind not so totally engulfed in a heated debate for how best to rid he and Sam of their clothes, he would have been quite proud.
With a dark laugh, their clothes turned to rose petals. Who said romance was dead.
Biting at the back of Sam's shoulder, one of his hands slipped down his thigh, enjoying the complete freedom to touch as he would. Well, perhaps not complete freedom. The length of Remi's erection was pressing against Sam in ways that made the alchemist want to either readjust himself or enter the man before him. But Remi had been envisioning this minor detour long before Sam had, and though he was feverish with lust, he wasn't selfish. Placing one of his legs behind Sam's thigh, Remi heaved them both forward until he'd pressed Sam almost entirely up against the stone wall.
Leaning against him, breath hot against his ear, with one hand he grabbed Sam's hip (rather hard), and with the other he gently clasped it around Sam's length. "I only have one request.." Remi whispered as heat filled his cheeks, and his belly, his vision blurred by copper hair and the restraint it was taking to form words. "..try not to cum until I tell you to."
REMI
Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured & I lost so much more than my senses
'Cause loving you had consequences
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.