[ 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. ]
[ He feels heavenly, his warm, wet tongue lapping and licking at her cunt, his lovely lips closing over her clit and teasing it further. She moans, a little more loudly this time, although her hand remains pressed firmly to her mouth even while she arches her back just a touch, letting his attentions send sparks of pleasure through her. ]
N—Nari...
[ She really would like to keep quiet. It would be ideal. But it's the sensation of his voice thrumming against her core that drives her wild, that bids her to throw her head back, her horns dragging against the bedding as her hand at last falls away from her mouth. Instead, she grabs at him with both of her hands, fingers grasping tightly at his hair and his ears with a whine that begs for more without words at her eyes open with a half-lidded, hungry, heated gaze. ]
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[ the way she clasps at his ears and tugs at his hair is enough to pull another low groan from his chest, the sound resonant between her thighs as tighnari laps at her like a thirsty dog, feasting on her fully, lost in her flavor, in the irresistible pleasure of bringing her sweet bliss. tighnari can be a finicky, fussy man, but he's attentive as well, dialed in completely to every reaction she feeds him, every sigh and whine and twitching movement. through her body, she teaches him what she wants, what she likes, and tighnari is her eager student.
his tongue and lips work ceaselessly, gliding against her slick folds, wet and seeking, suckling her clit into his mouth, but it's not enough. he wants to give her more, to give her everything, to feel her come apart for him, and so he's soon dragging two padded fingertips along her entrance, ever careful of his claws, before sinking them into her body, feeling her warm, slippery walls clinging to his knuckles. tighnari lifts his head to suck in a harsh breath, licking his shining lips, his face flushed pink, his eyes wide, pupils blown large, black as pitch. ]
You taste so good..
[ he murmurs, before he's turning his face against her palm, rubbing against it like an affectionate fox, before he's descending to his work again, curling his fingers inside of her, licking ceaselessly, mercilessly at the warm, responsive bud of her clit.
and all the while his hips are shifting against the blankets, his cock painfully hard, aching between his thighs as he rocks downward, seeking friction to soothe his need. ]
[ He is making a mess of her, to be sure, and they've only really just gotten started... She's powerless against the look that he levels her way, utterly unable to pull her eyes away from his dark, wicked gaze - and why would she ever want to? He's gorgeous like this, surrendering himself to their carnal desires, unable to do anything but follow the map laid out by her body's reactions. ]
Gods, you're so...
[ good, she wants to say, but the words melt away into another moan as he nuzzles her palm affectionately, his face flushed and wet with her slick. And then he lowers his head and resumes, spelling the end of any desire to say words - or at least, ones that aren't simply his name.
His warm fingers, slick with her, glide easily into her, fucking and curling into her, pressing into her most pleasurable spot and sending her ever-closer to her peak as she twists and writhes atop his bed while he kisses and sucks and licks at the swollen, raw bud of her clit. Ori bites down into her lower lip, another helpless attempt to stifle her own sounds as each cry meets the barrier of her lips. Each little whine she gives, though quieted, grow in their desperation and abandon, in their pitch, and she can feel that thread of pleasure growing taut once more, that white hot heat flaring across her body until it all snaps. ]
Nari, Nari, I—
[ Her legs spread fully, her back, her hips raise off of the bed as her whole core tightens around him, her thighs quivering as she comes hard, barely managing to move her hands to cover her mouth and closing her eyes as she cries out in such blissful rapture. ]
[ he can feel it, the way she's beginning to come undone, how she squirms beneath him, her cunt tightening around his fingers, pulsing rhythmically as ori draws nearer to her peak. tighnari continues his work, unerring and ferocious, making an absolute meal of her, driving her higher and higher, until at last, at last she unravels beautifully. tighnari hums, urging her on, helping her to ride every last hill of swelling pleasure with his tongue and fingers both working until his jaw is sore and his fingertips tingle. he can't help but lift his eyes to her face to watch as she comes for him, her pleasure written clear across her lovely face, making all of his efforts worth it.
when at last she can give no more, when her body is painfully oversensitive, tighnari relents, pulling away from her with a sinfully wet sound, his free hand lifting to wipe her slick from his cheeks and chin before he's dropping to sink his sharp teeth against the inside of her thigh. tighnari's fingers still work, slowly now, drawing in and out of her wet heat. tail lashing, he groans, grinding his hips down against the rumpled sheets. ]
Well, that was nice.
[ he says, through a breathless laugh, his head coming to rest against her thigh, gazing up at her with a lazy, listless smile. ]
[ She really, truly is a flower unfurling and unraveling so beautifully for him, and he's so sweet to bring her to this and to usher her through each wave of pleasure. Spirits, he's amazing, and he leaves her breathless, needing more than a few moments as her chest heaves to catch her breath, to drift back down to earth.
Though dazed and bleary her eyes might be as she comes down from her orgasm, her brows hitch up at the sight of him, her sticky slick coming away from her pussy in thin, glistening strands as he pulls away. While his fingers continue their work, his tail lashing excitedly, his teeth scraping against the inside of her thigh, she draws in a deep breath and sighs. She can't help but wonder, too, how it would feel for him to truly sink his sharp teeth into her...
A sinful sight, all of it, and yet she thinks him divine for what he's done to her, smiling tenderly down at him. ]
Good morning.
[ Her hand trails down from his hair towards his chin, lifting his head up slightly. ]
What a delightful way to wake up... But you're patient as always, Tighnari. Maybe you need some help, too...?
[ she looks beautiful, her eyes hooded and hazy in the aftermath of her orgasm, and tighnari can't help but smile around a soft laugh, nipping playfully at her thumb with one sharp fang. ]
Well..
[ he starts, shifting against the blankets again - tighnari isn't a particularly shy person, he's good at asking for what he wants and how he wants it, and in the bedroom it's no different. slowly, tighnari begins to kiss his way up her body again, his tongue still tasting of her as he drags it along the dip of her hip and up her abdomen, hot kisses pressed between her breasts, along her collar, up her throat - ]
I'd love to feel you again.
[ one hand lands at her hip, gently urging her onto her side. ]
[ She groans as he makes his way back up along her body with his mouth, wondering yet again how his teeth would feels. It really won't be long before he's got her all worked up again... Ori follows his guidance, rolling onto her side as she presses in close, trailing her hands down along his side, likewise landing at his hip. ]
Yes...
[ It's so sweet that he asks each time, making a warmth bloom on her cheeks and in her heart as she leans in and kisses him, breathing in the scent of her sex and tasting herself on his lips before she mutters her quiet request. ]
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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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N—Nari...
[ She really would like to keep quiet. It would be ideal. But it's the sensation of his voice thrumming against her core that drives her wild, that bids her to throw her head back, her horns dragging against the bedding as her hand at last falls away from her mouth. Instead, she grabs at him with both of her hands, fingers grasping tightly at his hair and his ears with a whine that begs for more without words at her eyes open with a half-lidded, hungry, heated gaze. ]
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his tongue and lips work ceaselessly, gliding against her slick folds, wet and seeking, suckling her clit into his mouth, but it's not enough. he wants to give her more, to give her everything, to feel her come apart for him, and so he's soon dragging two padded fingertips along her entrance, ever careful of his claws, before sinking them into her body, feeling her warm, slippery walls clinging to his knuckles. tighnari lifts his head to suck in a harsh breath, licking his shining lips, his face flushed pink, his eyes wide, pupils blown large, black as pitch. ]
You taste so good..
[ he murmurs, before he's turning his face against her palm, rubbing against it like an affectionate fox, before he's descending to his work again, curling his fingers inside of her, licking ceaselessly, mercilessly at the warm, responsive bud of her clit.
and all the while his hips are shifting against the blankets, his cock painfully hard, aching between his thighs as he rocks downward, seeking friction to soothe his need. ]
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Gods, you're so...
[ good, she wants to say, but the words melt away into another moan as he nuzzles her palm affectionately, his face flushed and wet with her slick. And then he lowers his head and resumes, spelling the end of any desire to say words - or at least, ones that aren't simply his name.
His warm fingers, slick with her, glide easily into her, fucking and curling into her, pressing into her most pleasurable spot and sending her ever-closer to her peak as she twists and writhes atop his bed while he kisses and sucks and licks at the swollen, raw bud of her clit. Ori bites down into her lower lip, another helpless attempt to stifle her own sounds as each cry meets the barrier of her lips. Each little whine she gives, though quieted, grow in their desperation and abandon, in their pitch, and she can feel that thread of pleasure growing taut once more, that white hot heat flaring across her body until it all snaps. ]
Nari, Nari, I—
[ Her legs spread fully, her back, her hips raise off of the bed as her whole core tightens around him, her thighs quivering as she comes hard, barely managing to move her hands to cover her mouth and closing her eyes as she cries out in such blissful rapture. ]
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when at last she can give no more, when her body is painfully oversensitive, tighnari relents, pulling away from her with a sinfully wet sound, his free hand lifting to wipe her slick from his cheeks and chin before he's dropping to sink his sharp teeth against the inside of her thigh. tighnari's fingers still work, slowly now, drawing in and out of her wet heat. tail lashing, he groans, grinding his hips down against the rumpled sheets. ]
Well, that was nice.
[ he says, through a breathless laugh, his head coming to rest against her thigh, gazing up at her with a lazy, listless smile. ]
Good morning.
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Though dazed and bleary her eyes might be as she comes down from her orgasm, her brows hitch up at the sight of him, her sticky slick coming away from her pussy in thin, glistening strands as he pulls away. While his fingers continue their work, his tail lashing excitedly, his teeth scraping against the inside of her thigh, she draws in a deep breath and sighs. She can't help but wonder, too, how it would feel for him to truly sink his sharp teeth into her...
A sinful sight, all of it, and yet she thinks him divine for what he's done to her, smiling tenderly down at him. ]
Good morning.
[ Her hand trails down from his hair towards his chin, lifting his head up slightly. ]
What a delightful way to wake up... But you're patient as always, Tighnari. Maybe you need some help, too...?
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Well..
[ he starts, shifting against the blankets again - tighnari isn't a particularly shy person, he's good at asking for what he wants and how he wants it, and in the bedroom it's no different. slowly, tighnari begins to kiss his way up her body again, his tongue still tasting of her as he drags it along the dip of her hip and up her abdomen, hot kisses pressed between her breasts, along her collar, up her throat - ]
I'd love to feel you again.
[ one hand lands at her hip, gently urging her onto her side. ]
Would you allow me?
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[ She groans as he makes his way back up along her body with his mouth, wondering yet again how his teeth would feels. It really won't be long before he's got her all worked up again... Ori follows his guidance, rolling onto her side as she presses in close, trailing her hands down along his side, likewise landing at his hip. ]
Yes...
[ It's so sweet that he asks each time, making a warmth bloom on her cheeks and in her heart as she leans in and kisses him, breathing in the scent of her sex and tasting herself on his lips before she mutters her quiet request. ]
I'd like to taste you too, though.
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