[ she says his name so softly, and tighnari can't help but smile, his heart twisting behind his ribs. ]
I see. Well, I'm glad.
[ his hooded eyes move over her face, taking in her softened features, and with one hand he pushes the damp hair from her eyes, tucking it behind her ear. it's time to talk like adults, it would seem; tighnari isn't nervous when it comes to voicing his feelings, and he never has been. this isn't something that frightens him. rejection can be painful, of course, but it's still better to be honest, in the end. ]
I've had feelings for you for some time, I think. I'm not sure I recognized them until recently. This is.. uncommon for me.
[ tighnari is so invested in his work, usually, that he hardly has the time to dedicate to partnership, or building a close interpersonal relationship with someone. it's not that he has no desire to - he'd always imagined he would find a mate someday, but it certainly wasn't a priority. ]
[ She mirrors his gaze in her amber eyes, finding herself lost in the deep woods that his eyes remind her of. She has come to know Tighnari as an honest, straightforward man, and she knows that he would never tell her something just because it was what she would want to hear. It is - in keeping with the theme of honesty - so refreshing.
And it's also why his admission captures her heart so wholly and utterly, even in its uncertainty. Because she knows that she can depend on him to be true to his word.
She smiles, warm and gentle and caring as always, and answers at first with another kiss to his lips as a hand comes up to cup his cheek. Something blooms and floods her heart then and there; the newness of this, the elation that these feelings are now out in the open, and for once she doesn't find herself doubting their verity, because it's Tighnari. She doesn't have to second guess him, or herself. As much as her mind wants to immediately find all the ways that she doesn't deserve this or him, she can't bring herself to.
Instead, she chooses to think back on all of the little moments they've shared. Feelings building slowly, quietly even in the form of friendship. Company shared in idle talk of their homes, about plants, Sumeru, her magic. In loaves of bread and food prepared together. Everything. ]
It's... It's been some time since I've thought about things like this. But I'm... So happy to hear you say that. Because I feel it, too.
[ They can talk more seriously later, or tomorrow morning once they've slept. For now, she's much more interested in kissing him again, this time parting her lips against his for a deeper kiss. ]
[ her hand lifts to his face, and tighnari closes his eyes, pressing his nose and mouth into her palm, a soft purr beginning to roll in his chest, vibrating against her fingers, his ears folded back in a way that looks almost.. demure. she's seeing him in a rare, vulnerable moment, something that few people can attest to bearing witness to. ]
I had a feeling you might.
[ they've been drawn into this together, after all, and tighnari is a very perceptive person - but he nevertheless couldn't have known for sure, and he's intensely happy that the outcome seems favorable.
he's still purring even when they kiss, the sound of it rumbling against her lips and into her mouth as their lips part, deepening the kiss. tighnari's arms around her tighten, scooping her right up against his body, his thigh pressing between hers, his tail still thumping contentedly. both hands skate up her back, then down again, his tongue curling against hers, though he's soon murmuring against her lips. ]
We should sleep soon, before you rile me up again..
[ He's absolutely lovely and precious like this, purring against their kiss and against her body, his ears pinned back so adorably that she can't help but reach up and thread her fingers into the tufts of fur at the base of his ears again. Her tongue slides against his with ease, savoring the taste of him, and her thighs tighten around his. And then he's murmuring against her lips, meeting that remark with somewhat of a wicked glint in her eyes.
Would that be so bad? she wants to say, but between the ball and the mistletoe and everything else... She can't help but want to agree. At length, she presses just one last, gentle kiss to his lips before she sighs against him. ]
Mm, you're right... There's been enough excitement or one night.
[ She writhes in his arms a bit, just enough to get him to loosen his arms around her such that she can wrap her arms around him in turn, pulling him down gently and moving herself such that he can rest his head on her chest. ]
How's this? I don't want you to hit your head on my horns...
[ no, it wouldn't be so bad, and if she really wanted it he would be happy to go another round, but it is late, and they've had a long day and evening. they should probably get some sleep. one can never know what the next days might bring in reverie, but.. with any hope, they'll have plenty of time to talk and enjoy one another in the morning.
ori adjusts them, jockeying into a new position, and tighnari is content to follow her lead, moving over her so he can settle down against her body, with his head nestled against her warm, soft chest. it's easy to hear the strong, steady beat of her heart. ]
So long as you don't mind my ears in your face.
[ he says around a soft chuckle, the tips of his ears indeed brushing beneath her chin, though he folds them back in an attempt to keep them out of the way. still, they're bound to spring back up in the night.. ]
[ She chuckles, too, letting her quiet voice thrum against him before she settles into a steady rise and fall of her chest as she breathes, finally finally relaxed, probably the most relaxed she's felt in a long while here... ]
Oh, it's alright. I like your ears.
[ And to demonstrate as much, she nuzzles in, touching the tip of her nose to the tip of one of his ears. ]
[ tighnari, too, can't say he's been this relaxed in a long, long while, perhaps not at all since he arrived here to begin with, but the steady movement of her breathing alongside the steady beat of her heart is enough to allow him to unwind for the first time in a long time. he feels safe, which is perhaps unwise, considering the fact that tragedy could strike at any time here, but..
maybe for one night, it's all right. for one night, it's fine.
with a soft hum, tighnari closes his eyes. ]
Goodnight, Ori.
[ and exhausted as he is, it isn't long before tighnari is fast asleep, his tail twitching beneath the blankets. ]
[ It's not too long before Ori follows suit, falling in to a deep sleep during which her tail comes to curl around them both, and though hers isn't soft and fluffy like his, it's almost like another arm embracing him.
Adventurers' habits die hard, however. Ori finds herself waking again not too many hours later, as if it's her turn to keep watch. It's not entirely unheard of here for them to be roused in the middle of the night to play some twisted game, but at least this time all seems calm; and so she allows herself those quiet moments of simply watching Tighnari as he slumbers soundly on her, his tail twitching now and then, soft, precious little noises bubbling up from his throat.
Spirits, if she could do everything in her power to make sure no harm would ever come to him again, especially having seen him injured and impaled when those cages crashed... She would have done as much anyway because she cares about him greatly as a friend, but now...
Blessedly, she manages to fall back asleep after some time. But it does mean that whenever Tighnari finally wakes, she's fast, fast asleep. ]
[ tighnari can sometimes be a fussy sleeper, but in ori's arms, after such an exhausting, satisfying night, he sleeps well, fully, deeply. it's quiet and comfortable, warm and relaxing, and it isn't until morning arrives that he begins to stir naturally, his ears flicking against ori's face, likely tickling her nose.
he'd slept so deeply that he feels groggy, his body heavy and slow, and it takes a moment for the memory to all return, slowly but surely. the snow, the mistletoe, ori coming to his door, and into his arms - tighnari inhales, and it's filled with the scent of her skin; a slow smile curves his mouth.
leaning back, tighnari shifts onto his side, one arm looped over her middle, and he thoughtlessly, effortlessly nudges his nose against her cheek, his purr rumbling, his eyes closing again as he hums and kisses her jaw. ]
[ She stirs just the slightest when his ears tickle her nose, but she groans softly and turns her head a touch, as if to silently ask for five more minutes - but soon enough his shifting around her bids her to slowly wake. ]
Hmmm...?
[ And then comes the purring, that precious, feather light kiss to her jaw. It's a wonderful way to wake up, she thinks. She is similarly groggy, her voice scratchy and soft, her eyelids heavy with sleepiness as she gazes down at him and lifts one hand to gently clasp at the arm of his that's draped across her. ]
[ tighnari inhales deeply again, and exhales slowly, his breath tousling her dark hair.
it feels so easy to lie here with her. part of tighnari was a little bit worried that the next morning might bring awkwardness or uncertainty, but he's quite content, quite happy that she's still here with him, beside him, warm and welcome. his thumb moves in slow circles against the soft swell of her hip, and tighnari smiles, loose and languid, his eyes heavily hooded. he's so damned fond of her. ]
Good morning.
[ with a low grunt, tighnari arches his back in a stretch, his spine popping several times. ]
[ During those moments in the dark when Ori was awake in the middle of the night, she too was worried about what may come. Uncertainty, or worse, regret. But those fears are dispelled when she gazes into his eyes, like a sunbeam shining through a misty forest.
She watches him stretch, hears the way his spine pops, and she can't help but chuckle. ]
I slept well, but these beds aren't really made for two people to sleep on, are they?
[ Waking up in the middle of the night can still constitute as a nice Long Rest, apparently.
Still, she's glad she slept here, if nothing else to be able to wake up next to him. It's wonderful, to be next to him like this. It feels easy, and natural. It feels right. She presses in close and hooks a leg over his hip again, almost a bit of a reminder of last night. ]
[ they're crammed in here pretty tight.. it's a good thing neither of them are particularly large people. it's cozy, but not terribly uncomfortably so. tighnari yawns, his fangs flashing, and when her thigh hooks over his hip his hand shifts to glide over it. her torn stockings still cling to it. ]
And I like it, too. I wouldn't have thought..
[ he shakes his head, then smiles again, and tips his chin to kiss her nose, between her eyes, then her forehead, at the base of each horn. ]
.. well. I wouldn't have ever expected something like this. But I'm glad it happened.
[ Gods, he's so gentle, and more and more she feels like her heart is going to burst. Needless to say: ]
I'm glad, too. I thought, maybe... Something like this would be fine for others here, but I never imagined...
[ That she would find someone she simply got along so well with. Someone she would come to trust so deeply. Someone she would find so singularly beautiful and precious and someone she would want to protect as fiercely as she's seen her teammates want to protect their lovers, friends. Now, he is both of those things.
She leaves the rest of her words unspoken, but she knows he'll understand. How could she speak, anyway, with how he's pressing kisses to her features, and her horns - that which has caused her trouble and heartache throughout her life as a tiefling, he so easily showers with affection. Her heart feels like it's about to leap out of her chest. ]
[ tighnari hardly knows the hardship ori has faced when it comes to being a tiefling, though he would understand, in his way, what it feels like to be othered, to be looked at for being different. it might not be to the same degree, but.. nevertheless, he kisses her horns only because he thinks they're beautiful, and a part of her.
but she hardly needs to ask him twice. tighnari dips his head and, without hesitation, presses their mouths together.
she tastes just as good as she had the night before, and her lips are already beginning to feel familiar. his mouth is opening immediately, his tongue seeking against hers, his hand on her thigh squeezing gently, pulling her against him. her body is so warm, and it isn't long before the air is filled with the soft sounds of their kissing, his tail lashing beneath the blankets, goosebumps rising on his forearms. ]
[ She had lived such a different life, even before finding herself here, practically hidden away from the world in the Hollow Wilds with only the occasional reminder of how her infernal bloodline slots into greater society... But he reminds her that she's deserving of this affection even for what she is all the same, without him even knowing. She hums approvingly, quietly into their kiss, parting her lips in short time to seek his tongue in turn, appreciating the feel of it and the taste of him as heat seems to return to them and rise in the air around them with each passing moment.
In gentle conquest, her hands wander and roam over his body, her eyes opening even as they kiss so that she can really see him, now. It had been dark last night, but in the morning light, she wants to appreciate his every feature... Even the ones that others might find unsightly, unsavory. The tips of her fingers trace the lines of his rootlike scars and she gives a mournful little whine into their kiss. How could something so cruel happen to someone so gentle?
Before long, she breaks their kiss, but lingers close enough to mutter against his mouth, ]
[ he can feel her fingers moving over his chest without having to look, and he knows what she must be feeling, what she must be touching. the wound is healed by now, but the scar is still very fresh, sensitive enough that it feels strange when her fingertips trace it. strange, but not bad. ]
Mm.. it's a bit of a long story.
[ one hand drops to close gently over her own, his thumb tracing the ridges of his knuckles. ]
But to be brief - a lightning strike from a false god.
[ he chuckles lightly, relaxing against the pillow, his eyes hooded as he gazes into her face. ]
It's mostly healed now, so you don't need to fuss.
[ Tighnari tries his best not to cause concern, but it's no use when it comes to someone like Ori. Her hand simply stills on his chest as she looks at him, wide-eyed. ]
A— What?
[ What on earth is Tighnari doing to get himself struck by lightning from a false god? He's only ever presented himself as a humble, erudite botanist, so she's unable to keep her surprise concealed. But then again, she does the same thing... ]
I... As long as you're okay, now. I won't ask further, but...
[ She really just has to chuckle at herself as she reaches up to pet his ears. ]
You're full of surprises, aren't you? What else will you surprise me next, I wonder...?
to be fair, he hadn't meant to get himself wrapped up in the akademiya's mess, but cyno had asked for his assistance, and there's no way tighnari would have possibly been about to turn him down. cyno asks very little of him, and he was more than happy to help his friend help sumeru. ]
I wonder.
[ tighnari smiles, leaning in to bump their brows together, his hand sliding down her forearm. ]
I'll tell you the story eventually. It's no secret.
[ but for now.. he'd rather be touching her. enjoying her company. the hand on her arm moves now down her side to her hip, grasping, pulling her against him. peppering a line of kisses down her jaw, tighnari nuzzles his nose and mouth to her pulse, humming against her skin. she smells so good. ]
[ She would much rather be touching him and enjoying his company, too. Warden willing, they'll have time later and in the days to come to talk just as they always have - but right now is for exploring the new things they've yet to get up to.
Ori slots in perfectly next to him when he pulls her close, and in turn she moves her thighs to straddle one of his, their legs and tails now an entangled mess beneath the blankets. The trail of kisses he presses into her skin leaves a pleasant sensation of heat in their wake, drawing an approving little hum from deep within her chest. ]
I think I can make time for you, Tighnari.
[ She angles her head, pressing her own nose to the top of his head where his ears come out, likewise taking in his scent. ]
[ it's so easy to feel comfortable with her. they're both bare and vulnerable, but it doesn't feel strange, he doesn't feel shy or awkward, this was all simply a natural progression from one thing to the next. and it continues to be easy, even now, as she tangles around him and he kisses her skin. ]
Good.
[ because he isn't ready for her to leave yet, not when her thighs are squeezing around his own, her tail wrapping his up so tightly, rustling the flowers that grow in his fur. his ears press to her mouth, twitching at the sensation of her nose nudging them, and he hums against her skin, breathing her in, touching her, holding her. with a grunt, tighnari shifts his weight, pressing her back into the sheets and climbing over her body. all the while his mouth remains on her, kissing over her full breasts and down, down along her soft belly, his tongue circling her navel.
his hands, meanwhile, smooth along her thighs, his thumbs hooking into the tops of her torn stockings, working them down. ]
[ His touch and his kisses are caring and reverent in equal measure; how could she ever think to deprive herself of this? She would have been a fool to leave so soon. This is far too wonderful.
She wants to let him know as much, offering a sigh, a hum, a whimper, a moan with every kiss planted on her rose-splotched lilac skin, every press of his rough-hewn fingers and every light scrape of his claws as he ventures down her curves and the smooth plane of her stomach. And she tells him with the smile that spreads on her lips as he divests her of the worn and torn stockings that remain on her legs. Their removal means that she is, at last, fully bare for him to see, to feel, to enjoy in the soft morning light. ]
Nari...
[ She hopes, wholeheartedly, that he enjoys hearing her call his name like this, gentle and soft and wanting - at least for the time being. She has a feeling that she'll be saying it with more of an air of desperation and lust soon enough. ]
[ oh he absolutely loves the sound of his name on her tongue, so soft and sweet and guiding him easily toward what she wants. tighnari is a perceptive soul, it's not difficult for him to read her body, her reactions, to find where she enjoys his attentions and where she doesn't. though in truth she seems sensitive all over; perhaps, like him, it's been some time since last she took a lover.
what a privilege indeed, if that is the truth.
but his thoughts are bent wholly pleasing her right now, her prowess and past are far from his mind. slowly, almost painstakingly, tighnari presses warm, open-mouthed kisses further down her stomach, below her abdomen and along the crease of her thigh, where his tongue drags in a slow, long swipe. and then at last, at last he's kissing between her thighs, nuzzling soft, downy hair, breathing hot against her core. ]
[ It has, indeed, been some time since she was last bedded, since she last knew the sweetness of this sort of intimacy.
She feels just as privileged to be subject to his ministrations, even though she must wonder if he knows just how torturous it is for him to wander and roam, to press his mouth and tongue here and there, when she's longing so desperately for him to do the very same to her warm and waiting bottom lips, already slick with anticipation. Still, she can't bring herself to make any kind of demand of him when she's simply enraptured by the very sight of him. He's so lovely like this, wanting to worship her with his mouth...
It's the searing line that he laves along the crease of her thigh that finally snaps her out of her stupor, sending heat fluttering from her belly all throughout her body. Her thigh tenses beneath that swipe for a moment before she spreads her legs further for him, her mouth falling open to loose a whine, only to be muffled against the back of her hand. It's with her last shred of sense that she remembers it's daytime, now, and that perhaps she ought to keep her voice down.
Despite the quietness of her voice, though, her plea is just as desperate and wanting: ]
[ oh yes, he knows well that he's tormenting her, doing everything in his power to build sweet anticipation, to make her hungry, and wanting. she's trying to muffle herself, but tighnari wants to make her loud, he wants to make her moan and arch and cry out his name; already, he has become so greedy for her..
but he doesn't make her wait much longer. he teases her for only a few more moments, the tip of his tongue gliding along the slit of her cunt from bottom to top, tasting the sweet, dark salt of her slick, breathing in her scent, all of it driving heat straight to his groin. the fox within him is hungry, pleased, and tighnari waits no longer - parting his lips, he opens his mouth over the swollen, sensitive bud of her clit, arching his tongue against it in quick, warm kitten licks before he's applying a little more pressure, suckling, humming, the sound vibrating through his teeth.
she tastes exquisite, and feels like wet silk against his tongue; in an instant, tighnari is drunk on her, pressing his face deeper between her spreading thighs, his tall ears folding back against his head in a brief moment of complete submission. pleasing her like this is all that matters, all that he wants, now that she has given him permission to devour her. ]
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I see. Well, I'm glad.
[ his hooded eyes move over her face, taking in her softened features, and with one hand he pushes the damp hair from her eyes, tucking it behind her ear. it's time to talk like adults, it would seem; tighnari isn't nervous when it comes to voicing his feelings, and he never has been. this isn't something that frightens him. rejection can be painful, of course, but it's still better to be honest, in the end. ]
I've had feelings for you for some time, I think. I'm not sure I recognized them until recently. This is.. uncommon for me.
[ tighnari is so invested in his work, usually, that he hardly has the time to dedicate to partnership, or building a close interpersonal relationship with someone. it's not that he has no desire to - he'd always imagined he would find a mate someday, but it certainly wasn't a priority. ]
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And it's also why his admission captures her heart so wholly and utterly, even in its uncertainty. Because she knows that she can depend on him to be true to his word.
She smiles, warm and gentle and caring as always, and answers at first with another kiss to his lips as a hand comes up to cup his cheek. Something blooms and floods her heart then and there; the newness of this, the elation that these feelings are now out in the open, and for once she doesn't find herself doubting their verity, because it's Tighnari. She doesn't have to second guess him, or herself. As much as her mind wants to immediately find all the ways that she doesn't deserve this or him, she can't bring herself to.
Instead, she chooses to think back on all of the little moments they've shared. Feelings building slowly, quietly even in the form of friendship. Company shared in idle talk of their homes, about plants, Sumeru, her magic. In loaves of bread and food prepared together. Everything. ]
It's... It's been some time since I've thought about things like this. But I'm... So happy to hear you say that. Because I feel it, too.
[ They can talk more seriously later, or tomorrow morning once they've slept. For now, she's much more interested in kissing him again, this time parting her lips against his for a deeper kiss. ]
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I had a feeling you might.
[ they've been drawn into this together, after all, and tighnari is a very perceptive person - but he nevertheless couldn't have known for sure, and he's intensely happy that the outcome seems favorable.
he's still purring even when they kiss, the sound of it rumbling against her lips and into her mouth as their lips part, deepening the kiss. tighnari's arms around her tighten, scooping her right up against his body, his thigh pressing between hers, his tail still thumping contentedly. both hands skate up her back, then down again, his tongue curling against hers, though he's soon murmuring against her lips. ]
We should sleep soon, before you rile me up again..
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Would that be so bad? she wants to say, but between the ball and the mistletoe and everything else... She can't help but want to agree. At length, she presses just one last, gentle kiss to his lips before she sighs against him. ]
Mm, you're right... There's been enough excitement or one night.
[ She writhes in his arms a bit, just enough to get him to loosen his arms around her such that she can wrap her arms around him in turn, pulling him down gently and moving herself such that he can rest his head on her chest. ]
How's this? I don't want you to hit your head on my horns...
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ori adjusts them, jockeying into a new position, and tighnari is content to follow her lead, moving over her so he can settle down against her body, with his head nestled against her warm, soft chest. it's easy to hear the strong, steady beat of her heart. ]
So long as you don't mind my ears in your face.
[ he says around a soft chuckle, the tips of his ears indeed brushing beneath her chin, though he folds them back in an attempt to keep them out of the way. still, they're bound to spring back up in the night.. ]
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Oh, it's alright. I like your ears.
[ And to demonstrate as much, she nuzzles in, touching the tip of her nose to the tip of one of his ears. ]
Sweet dreams, Nari.
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maybe for one night, it's all right. for one night, it's fine.
with a soft hum, tighnari closes his eyes. ]
Goodnight, Ori.
[ and exhausted as he is, it isn't long before tighnari is fast asleep, his tail twitching beneath the blankets. ]
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Adventurers' habits die hard, however. Ori finds herself waking again not too many hours later, as if it's her turn to keep watch. It's not entirely unheard of here for them to be roused in the middle of the night to play some twisted game, but at least this time all seems calm; and so she allows herself those quiet moments of simply watching Tighnari as he slumbers soundly on her, his tail twitching now and then, soft, precious little noises bubbling up from his throat.
Spirits, if she could do everything in her power to make sure no harm would ever come to him again, especially having seen him injured and impaled when those cages crashed... She would have done as much anyway because she cares about him greatly as a friend, but now...
Blessedly, she manages to fall back asleep after some time. But it does mean that whenever Tighnari finally wakes, she's fast, fast asleep. ]
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he'd slept so deeply that he feels groggy, his body heavy and slow, and it takes a moment for the memory to all return, slowly but surely. the snow, the mistletoe, ori coming to his door, and into his arms - tighnari inhales, and it's filled with the scent of her skin; a slow smile curves his mouth.
leaning back, tighnari shifts onto his side, one arm looped over her middle, and he thoughtlessly, effortlessly nudges his nose against her cheek, his purr rumbling, his eyes closing again as he hums and kisses her jaw. ]
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Hmmm...?
[ And then comes the purring, that precious, feather light kiss to her jaw. It's a wonderful way to wake up, she thinks. She is similarly groggy, her voice scratchy and soft, her eyelids heavy with sleepiness as she gazes down at him and lifts one hand to gently clasp at the arm of his that's draped across her. ]
Nari...
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it feels so easy to lie here with her. part of tighnari was a little bit worried that the next morning might bring awkwardness or uncertainty, but he's quite content, quite happy that she's still here with him, beside him, warm and welcome. his thumb moves in slow circles against the soft swell of her hip, and tighnari smiles, loose and languid, his eyes heavily hooded. he's so damned fond of her. ]
Good morning.
[ with a low grunt, tighnari arches his back in a stretch, his spine popping several times. ]
How did you sleep?
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She watches him stretch, hears the way his spine pops, and she can't help but chuckle. ]
I slept well, but these beds aren't really made for two people to sleep on, are they?
[ Waking up in the middle of the night can still constitute as a nice Long Rest, apparently.
Still, she's glad she slept here, if nothing else to be able to wake up next to him. It's wonderful, to be next to him like this. It feels easy, and natural. It feels right. She presses in close and hooks a leg over his hip again, almost a bit of a reminder of last night. ]
I like being close to you like this.
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[ they're crammed in here pretty tight.. it's a good thing neither of them are particularly large people. it's cozy, but not terribly uncomfortably so. tighnari yawns, his fangs flashing, and when her thigh hooks over his hip his hand shifts to glide over it. her torn stockings still cling to it. ]
And I like it, too. I wouldn't have thought..
[ he shakes his head, then smiles again, and tips his chin to kiss her nose, between her eyes, then her forehead, at the base of each horn. ]
.. well. I wouldn't have ever expected something like this. But I'm glad it happened.
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I'm glad, too. I thought, maybe... Something like this would be fine for others here, but I never imagined...
[ That she would find someone she simply got along so well with. Someone she would come to trust so deeply. Someone she would find so singularly beautiful and precious and someone she would want to protect as fiercely as she's seen her teammates want to protect their lovers, friends. Now, he is both of those things.
She leaves the rest of her words unspoken, but she knows he'll understand. How could she speak, anyway, with how he's pressing kisses to her features, and her horns - that which has caused her trouble and heartache throughout her life as a tiefling, he so easily showers with affection. Her heart feels like it's about to leap out of her chest. ]
Kiss me, Nari...
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but she hardly needs to ask him twice. tighnari dips his head and, without hesitation, presses their mouths together.
she tastes just as good as she had the night before, and her lips are already beginning to feel familiar. his mouth is opening immediately, his tongue seeking against hers, his hand on her thigh squeezing gently, pulling her against him. her body is so warm, and it isn't long before the air is filled with the soft sounds of their kissing, his tail lashing beneath the blankets, goosebumps rising on his forearms. ]
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In gentle conquest, her hands wander and roam over his body, her eyes opening even as they kiss so that she can really see him, now. It had been dark last night, but in the morning light, she wants to appreciate his every feature... Even the ones that others might find unsightly, unsavory. The tips of her fingers trace the lines of his rootlike scars and she gives a mournful little whine into their kiss. How could something so cruel happen to someone so gentle?
Before long, she breaks their kiss, but lingers close enough to mutter against his mouth, ]
What happened here, Nari...?
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Mm.. it's a bit of a long story.
[ one hand drops to close gently over her own, his thumb tracing the ridges of his knuckles. ]
But to be brief - a lightning strike from a false god.
[ he chuckles lightly, relaxing against the pillow, his eyes hooded as he gazes into her face. ]
It's mostly healed now, so you don't need to fuss.
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A— What?
[ What on earth is Tighnari doing to get himself struck by lightning from a false god? He's only ever presented himself as a humble, erudite botanist, so she's unable to keep her surprise concealed. But then again, she does the same thing... ]
I... As long as you're okay, now. I won't ask further, but...
[ She really just has to chuckle at herself as she reaches up to pet his ears. ]
You're full of surprises, aren't you? What else will you surprise me next, I wonder...?
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to be fair, he hadn't meant to get himself wrapped up in the akademiya's mess, but cyno had asked for his assistance, and there's no way tighnari would have possibly been about to turn him down. cyno asks very little of him, and he was more than happy to help his friend help sumeru. ]
I wonder.
[ tighnari smiles, leaning in to bump their brows together, his hand sliding down her forearm. ]
I'll tell you the story eventually. It's no secret.
[ but for now.. he'd rather be touching her. enjoying her company. the hand on her arm moves now down her side to her hip, grasping, pulling her against him. peppering a line of kisses down her jaw, tighnari nuzzles his nose and mouth to her pulse, humming against her skin. she smells so good. ]
I hope you're not in a hurry to leave.
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Ori slots in perfectly next to him when he pulls her close, and in turn she moves her thighs to straddle one of his, their legs and tails now an entangled mess beneath the blankets. The trail of kisses he presses into her skin leaves a pleasant sensation of heat in their wake, drawing an approving little hum from deep within her chest. ]
I think I can make time for you, Tighnari.
[ She angles her head, pressing her own nose to the top of his head where his ears come out, likewise taking in his scent. ]
I'm all yours...
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Good.
[ because he isn't ready for her to leave yet, not when her thighs are squeezing around his own, her tail wrapping his up so tightly, rustling the flowers that grow in his fur. his ears press to her mouth, twitching at the sensation of her nose nudging them, and he hums against her skin, breathing her in, touching her, holding her. with a grunt, tighnari shifts his weight, pressing her back into the sheets and climbing over her body. all the while his mouth remains on her, kissing over her full breasts and down, down along her soft belly, his tongue circling her navel.
his hands, meanwhile, smooth along her thighs, his thumbs hooking into the tops of her torn stockings, working them down. ]
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She wants to let him know as much, offering a sigh, a hum, a whimper, a moan with every kiss planted on her rose-splotched lilac skin, every press of his rough-hewn fingers and every light scrape of his claws as he ventures down her curves and the smooth plane of her stomach. And she tells him with the smile that spreads on her lips as he divests her of the worn and torn stockings that remain on her legs. Their removal means that she is, at last, fully bare for him to see, to feel, to enjoy in the soft morning light. ]
Nari...
[ She hopes, wholeheartedly, that he enjoys hearing her call his name like this, gentle and soft and wanting - at least for the time being. She has a feeling that she'll be saying it with more of an air of desperation and lust soon enough. ]
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what a privilege indeed, if that is the truth.
but his thoughts are bent wholly pleasing her right now, her prowess and past are far from his mind. slowly, almost painstakingly, tighnari presses warm, open-mouthed kisses further down her stomach, below her abdomen and along the crease of her thigh, where his tongue drags in a slow, long swipe. and then at last, at last he's kissing between her thighs, nuzzling soft, downy hair, breathing hot against her core. ]
Is this all right?
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She feels just as privileged to be subject to his ministrations, even though she must wonder if he knows just how torturous it is for him to wander and roam, to press his mouth and tongue here and there, when she's longing so desperately for him to do the very same to her warm and waiting bottom lips, already slick with anticipation. Still, she can't bring herself to make any kind of demand of him when she's simply enraptured by the very sight of him. He's so lovely like this, wanting to worship her with his mouth...
It's the searing line that he laves along the crease of her thigh that finally snaps her out of her stupor, sending heat fluttering from her belly all throughout her body. Her thigh tenses beneath that swipe for a moment before she spreads her legs further for him, her mouth falling open to loose a whine, only to be muffled against the back of her hand. It's with her last shred of sense that she remembers it's daytime, now, and that perhaps she ought to keep her voice down.
Despite the quietness of her voice, though, her plea is just as desperate and wanting: ]
Gods, yes. Please, Nari...
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but he doesn't make her wait much longer. he teases her for only a few more moments, the tip of his tongue gliding along the slit of her cunt from bottom to top, tasting the sweet, dark salt of her slick, breathing in her scent, all of it driving heat straight to his groin. the fox within him is hungry, pleased, and tighnari waits no longer - parting his lips, he opens his mouth over the swollen, sensitive bud of her clit, arching his tongue against it in quick, warm kitten licks before he's applying a little more pressure, suckling, humming, the sound vibrating through his teeth.
she tastes exquisite, and feels like wet silk against his tongue; in an instant, tighnari is drunk on her, pressing his face deeper between her spreading thighs, his tall ears folding back against his head in a brief moment of complete submission. pleasing her like this is all that matters, all that he wants, now that she has given him permission to devour her. ]
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