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Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
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#29
Hotaru

Whatever it is, she won't let herself dwell on it. Everything shoved away and placed in a tattered box opened roughly one too many times. He tells her to pretend, and she has never been able to tell him no. So she pretends. She gives her all - gives him all. All of her, every inch, every shadowed place he's already had the questionable pleasure of exploring. A few new scars maybe, but he has those too.

Feathers tickle against her fingers, and this too is the same. Hotaru buries her fingers deeper into his curls, her other hand falling to hang on to his wrist as the warm wetness of his mouth opens up to her own, spurring their greed in unison. Sunjata readjusts the both of them and Hotaru squeezes her thighs at his hips, remaining tall on her knees so she can continue kissing him. Her tongue flickers shyly at his lips, questioning even now with everything else tossed to the wind. Just a few shades slower and more delicate than she once might have been.
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

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#30
i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way
He certainly does, one of them being the scars that have taken out the compasses that had pointed to her as the northern point back in the days when they’d sit like this. Now its nothing but mangled flesh, missing ink, and more and more new intermixed with the old. A pale arm slides up her back to press between her shoulder blades, Sunjata panting through his nose as he fights against the pain in his ribs to breathe her ozone scent in, to drown and devour himself among the chilled water as if they might be able to chase away the cold.

Her fingers tangle deeper into his curls and it hitches his breath, her kiss deepens the second he’s readjusted them and he can feel the featherlight touch of her tongue against his lips and he throws all abandon to the wind – a small sound slipping from him as he opens up for her, letting her explore and take and drown herself with him as they once had. Perhaps now this time it would stick, or perhaps it would rip the bandage off a poorly healed wound.

Only time would be able to tell, wouldn’t it?

He grows greedier, though, the fingers at her shoulder blades threading through her hair, tangling in and drawing her closer and closer.
but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you
SUNJATA
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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.
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

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#31
Hotaru

In contrast she is still frustratingly untouched by this world, only the faintest scar from her flight from Halo down the back of her tricep. Even his hand is calloused in comparison as it slides up her back, enjoying far more readily bared skin before he reels her closer. As if closer is even an option with how they cling to one another. The only way she could manage it would be to wrap her legs around him, but she won't make him bend when every few breaths stutter against her mouth in a way that can only be read as pain. But it's just another hurt they both seem intent on ignoring. Even if you ignore a broken bone it still heals, even if it won't heal correctly - this is just the game they're playing. Both of them too broken to care that they're the only pieces on the board, because they're disposable.

Ru tilts her head just enough to sweep her tongue past his lips, tracing the ridges of his teeth, the bumps of the top of his mouth. Only then shyly touching it against his own, coaxing, enticing. Suckling gently before retreating enough to catch her teeth on the swell of his bottom lip, nipping at the same time her fingers clench in the hair at the nape of his neck, carefully avoiding the feathers there. Mimicking how his own hands do the same. Possession and greed spilling through broken cracks to fill spaces they no longer belong in.
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

Age: 34 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#32
i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way
There isn’t a way to draw her much closer, but he tightens his arms around her and clings to her, hoping that whatever he can get will allow him to feel her heartbeat against his flushed and warm skin, that he might be able to drown and pretend for however long he gets before reality starts to sink in. Even now, it clings to the edges of his mind – the line in the sand that’s been blown away, and yet Sunjata finds his resolve quite poor in comparison to everything he should be doing.

His fingers tangle in her wet, blonde hair and help her tilt her head back, to help tangle them closer, letting her tongue slip into his mouth, letting her explore in the space where she hasn’t in more than a year… And as she retreats, teeth nipping at his bottom lip and her tug at his hair, he can’t help the growl that slips from him – breathily and needy  –  that slips into her mouth. "Ru—"

He uses the moment to surge against her again, nipping at her own bottom lip before he trails his kisses to her jaw and her neck, spying a scarred over bite from an Ascended – one he doesn’t recognize, but with the intimacy of it he imagines it has to be Nate’s – and he paves his path down toward it, little kisses and nips along the way until he’s there, fingers clutched into her hair and along her hip now, he pins her to him and presses a soft, delicate kiss over the scar, before he latches onto it with blunt teeth, enough right now to leave a little red mark behind, but unsure if he should go about marking her as he once had.
but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you
SUNJATA
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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.
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#33
Hotaru

Over a year, and Gods if she doesn’t feel every single day that has passed like the hours have been etched into her bones. It’s an ache that impossibly matches the hurt that lingers outside the periphery of her mind, waiting for clarity to return. The pain of having missed him, of regret and loneliness. A void she’s been trying to fill with no success.

The growl of her name against her mouth has Ru sighing a whine of sound in answer, unbidden and uncontrolled. If she intended to say anything at all he takes the chance from her, the wet press of his mouth against the sensitive skin of her pulse stealing the words just below. Nails dig bluntly into Sunjata’s scalp as he descends, inhaling sharply as he settles on a painfully familiar area. One that bears a mark she still traces with her fingers alone at night. As he bites down around the edges of it Ru bites her lip in vain, only succeeding in muffling her moan as she tilts her head to bare her throat. “Jata,” she breathes, her free hand dragging nails in blunt, firm pressure down his back as her arm wraps around him to hold on.
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

Age: 34 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#34
i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way
Later, when everything has worn off, he can claim it was for Frey – that he can stuff the feelings down that she dredges back up again all in the name of the quest he’s on. But for now, it’s a belated thought, one that doesn’t even register – so far hidden behind the greed and desire that flickers through his system that he can’t help but to latch onto her pale skin, over the scar of his husband, over one of the scars that he himself bears proudly.

It’s a shame Nate isn’t here, truthfully, but Sunjata decides it’s likely he should try and be enough as if the Ascended were right there with them. So he’s tender where he otherwise would be sharp, sharp where he’d otherwise be tender. And when her fingernails trail through his hair, blunt edges slipping against his skull, his hand tightens over her hip and he hums a quiet groan against her neck when her moan colors the air between them.

He runs his fingers through her hair just enough to cup the back of her head, to press an already apologetic kiss to her neck, before he actually bites hard enough to leave a mark – right beside Nate’s – sucking at it as he pulls away and the hand at her hip rises to let his thumb stroke along the edge of the water soaked undergarments, hooking into them as he surges back toward her lips.
but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you
SUNJATA
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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.
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#35
Hotaru

Its a juxtaposition she isn’t used to, these inverted tendencies that mirror the missing figure they won’t discuss. If she felt untethered before she is utterly adrift now, pulled along by his current wherever he leads. It feels indescribably good to let go, to embrace the ignorance he offers and know he’ll keep her tethered here.

Sunjata’s breath is warm against her slightly chilled skin as he groans, and her nerves are so primed and sensitive that she shudders to feel it. Her dazed eyes catch sight of his horn spiraling outward as her head is tilted back to be cradled in the cup of his palm, but any plan she had to reach for them is shattered as he bites down hard next to Nate’s scar. Ru gives a strangled shout, crossed wires mixing pain and pleasure as her nails dig in to his scalp and back, thighs squeezing around his hips and teeth clenching. She meets his kiss with her own sparking intensity, not needing to see him to know his body well enough to drop her hand from his back to slip between their bodies, fingertips boldly tracing the length of him with just her fingertips.
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

Age: 34 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
Level: 15 - Strg: 76 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 75 - Luck: 79 - Int: 3
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#36
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i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way
He can certainly try to be her tether, but he’s just as lost as she is – using his newfound water magic to create easy and gentle waves that lap along them, the combination of his warm breath that skates along her skin as he makes his little plan, as he picks a spot right beside Nate’s to leave his own little mark, one that wouldn’t last, not like Nate’s. But one that would bruise and shift to a darker hue, reminiscent of the times where they’d laid claim to each other’s necks.

Her shout is met with a small half smirk that’s pressed against her skin as he starts to guide his lips up to capture her own, his head tilting to keep from their noses pressing uncomfortably together. It’s no surprise that when her thighs clench around his hips he hums a quiet rumble of approval, only to suck in a sharp breath and simultaneously snap his teeth at her lower lip when her hand trails down his skin to the outline of his length, still hidden behind waterlogged shorts. A shuddering sound leaves him, hips rocking against her hand as he pulls her back with her hair slightly, moving far enough away that his steel gaze can focus on her face.

There aren’t any words, but there are a mixture of actions and touches he can offer, the hand at the binding on her side, scrabbling along her skin to find where it connects, to unlatch it, and unwind it from her to toss off to the warm sunkissed rock off to their side.
but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you
SUNJATA
No permission needed for power play!
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.
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#37
Hotaru

It won’t last forever, not with his teeth human and blunt the way they are, but with her delicate skin and fair complexion she will carry his mark for some time. It’s part of the appeal that stokes fire in her belly, even the ebb and flow of water around their legs and waists unable to drown out the heat. His groan is like music as it buzzes against her lips, the nip of his teeth at her mouth stopping the smirk that tries to grow there.

Her head is pulled back by her hair, his grip tight but not painful, and Ru tries to catch her breath while also slipping her fingers past the waistband of his shorts. Craving more of his warm skin, the familiar size and weight of him in her hand, intoxicating. Her top being discarded is secondary, breasts dropping free, nipples already hard with arousal. “Sunjataaa,” she moans softly, just because she can now. “Jata, Jata, Jata, please,” chanting desperately in her breathy tone, begging for him to touch, to take, to keep them both beneath the murky waters of ‘just pretend’.
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

Age: 34 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
Level: 15 - Strg: 76 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 75 - Luck: 79 - Int: 3
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#38
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i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way
The bandage, with all the water, loosens around his middle and Sunjata shifts slightly to shrug out of it — after all, what use is it after everything they’ve already done? Beneath it sits purple, yellow, and green splotches of bruises along his rib cage, traveling down to just above his waist and hip bones off to the side. She slips her hand down into his waistband to find him hard, eager, waiting as he tries to not rush this — going so far as to slip his hand up along her side, filling his hand with her breast, using his thumb and forefinger to tease at her nipple.

And all the while he listens to her moan his name, singsong as it is, letting the goosebumps flicker along his chest and shoulders, trailing down his arm. “Patience Ru…” He purrs, surging toward her and rocking his hips with it, lips carving a path alongside her cheek to her ear for him to nip at her earlobe. “I want to take my time with you.” Comes the heady whisper, a point made with another tease of her breast, another tug of her blonde tresses.
but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you
SUNJATA
No permission needed for power play!
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.
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#39
Hotaru

Somehow it's seeing the lurid bruises that brings her heart into this even further, contracting with the desire to put a stop to everything and examine him herself. But it's not her place, her duty or design any longer. This is what he wants from her - not love, not tenderness - so it's what she'll give. She forces her gaze past his torso to focus instead on shoving his shorts just a little further down with the knuckles of her hand, irritated she can't manage better without taking her other hand away from his hair which she's loathe to do.

Ru whines, the sound torn between pleading and petulant as his hand cups her breast, thumbing her sensitive nipple and making her arch into the touch. He rises to meet her, making her gasp as the ridges of her own knuckles brushes against her aching core, her palm the only thing separating them. The inhalation is swept from her lungs seconds later on a pitiful groan as his teeth bite into her lobe, squirming impatiently. Fire licks up her insides as he purrs sin straight into her ear. She doesn't want to go slow. Slow gives too much room for intention and mistakes. But it's so easy to say yes when it gives her more moments to commit to memory to revisit later.

Squeezing his cock with just the right amount of pressure, Hotaru twists her fingers tighter in his hair and blinks the haze of arousal away to stare into his eyes through her own lowered lids. "Isn't that m-more of a reward for you than me?" It's hard to keep her words straight, and Gods he's barely even touched her. It would be embarrassing if she felt any sense of shame or self-consciousness right now. Yanking his head back, she fits her teeth around the swell of his adam's apple and bites down - not as hard as he had on her neck, but enough to leave faint red marks. "I'm not good at patient." Panting softly against his neck, but otherwise not actually forcing him any faster. If he decides to dig this hole deeper, Ru intends to follow him down into it.
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

Age: 34 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
Level: 15 - Strg: 76 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 75 - Luck: 79 - Int: 3
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#40
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i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way
Slow means that he can also commit it to memory. It also means he doesn’t have to twist and pull on his broken ribs too hard — but he can make his little teasing leads, his little I want to take my time fucking you. when she grips his cock and he shivers, breath hitching as he fights to roll his hips again. The look in her dual toned gaze sets him aflame and he can’t help but to roll his hips again, pressing her knuckles in against herself however briefly it might be.

Is it?” He asks, lips parting to say something else when her hand yanks his head back slightly, exposing his throat for her to leave her own mark, however faint and red it might be. A softer moan leaves him, just for her, fingers still playing at her nipple as she toys with him in return. “You aren’t.” He hums a stilted laugh with it, one that has him angling his head so she has more room against his neck, while he readjusts his legs to create a bit more space for her, lifting his hips to slip those waterlogged shorts down further and letting the hand in her hair trail down her body slowly toward her navel, slipping a finger further down to delicately stroke her clit. “I don’t want to rush this.” He breathes with each little stroke and circular motion, pairing it with the hand still cupping her breast, thumb still sliding over her nipple.
but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you
SUNJATA
No permission needed for power play!
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.
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#41
Hotaru

They know this dance, every step, and yet the direction changes every time. She grinds into her own hand, torn between wanting to tear it away to feel him against her and enjoying the deep groan that vibrates through his chest because of it. He takes the choice from her, the teasing of his words like wind through her ears, replaced readily by the taste of salt on his skin as she digs her teeth into his throat. She pulls her teeth back only enough to pant against the markings she left as his thumb continues to tease at the same slow pace. It's maddening, and arousing, and she knows that slow can be painfully good but he has to talk her down to it. It's working, fortunately or not. For all her bullheadedness she has always bent easily for him.

A hiccuping moan escapes as his own hand joins the dwindling space remaining between their bodies to stroke gently at her clit, the thin fabric between an additional sensation that has her hips twitching forward. Lifting her head she seeks out his lips, kissing him slowly, lingering. Tongue tracing the full curve of his top lip, then suckling gently on the bottom. "Okay," she whispers, her own mouth clinging with the syllables to his own. "Okay, slow." If this is the only chance left that she has, maybe it's all the better to take her time.

It's a challenge to remove her hands, but she makes herself do it to encourage him backwards - they aren't deep into the water, but she pushes at his shoulders to lean him back a little without worrying about drowning them both in their excitement. Reaching back to snag at his shorts and fling them towards the rest of their clothes, and then shimmying out of her own bottoms. Ru gives a sigh as she drops her knee back to the silt and feels his cock there at the center of her, and can't resist rocking slightly for a moment. But no - slow. So instead she drops down to lay against his chest, careful to keep her elbows planted to keep her weight off his ribs, and kisses him anew instead.
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

Age: 34 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#42
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i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way
There’s a low rumble of approval that drips from his throat as their lips meet again, as her tongue and lips play with his own, his hands continuing their maddening pace. Her agreement is met with him shifting when she moves to push him down. “Slowww…” He breathes, withdrawing a fraction to help support himself lower and pushed back further, hissing a hint of pain as his ribs twinge with pain.

He lifts his hips and her slightly, bracing himself on a rock beneath him to help her slide his shorts off, helping support her once that’s done to help her get her own undergarments off. And in the sunlight, with the way the water sparkles down her skin and with her blocking the sunlight from his eyes, she looks like some kind of mythical siren. Perhaps she always has been to him.

She rocks slowly, right against his length and he shivers, swallowing hard as his breath hitches, arms slipping around her to tuck her in against his chest regardless of his injuries, leaning into her kiss, swiping his tongue along her lower lip, aiming to slip inside to brush along the ridge of her teeth. He rocks his hips slowly with her, fitting himself more and more into her folds, shivering with each movement. “There you go, Ru.” He purrs against her lips, one hand sinking down toward her backside.
but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you
SUNJATA
No permission needed for power play!
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.


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