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[post-heart rate - visitors in ishgard]

[welcome to the holy see of ishgard.

the sky is overcast, as it always is, and there's a light flurry of snow covering everything. people walk about in heavy furs, breath fogging in the air. the streets are grey cobblestone, and tall and imposing stone buildings loom amidst wooden structures--some still in the midst of repair, although for the most part the structural damage from the end of the dragonsong war has been mitigated. the spires of a massive cathedral can be seen in the distance, towards the center of the city.

statues, too, are found in every square; the most prominent amongst them of a commanding-looking woman bearing a spear and a shield. people murmur quick prayers to her as they pass her by. "thank the fury," they say, as they mill about. there are some soldiers around wearing thick chainmail, though no one looks especially on edge. in fact, despite the chill in the air and the greyness of the sky, people look... normal. it's fair to say that the majority of them are elezen, tall individuals with pointed ears, though there are a few who look more "human". and once in a while, you might even see a young dragon flitting about.

the aetheryte plaza, where there stands a large glowing blue crystal, is most likely near where you ended up. with a bit of asking around, you can learn of a few choice locations--the forgotten knight, a prominent tavern known for their hot mulled cider; the brume, a collection of dwellings where the lower class tend to congregate; the skysteel manufactory, a workshop which develops constructs and other magitek; the chocobo stables; and the congregation of our knights most heavenly, aka the headquarters of the temple knights. you can go further into the city too, though it's probably pretty obvious where you'd find info about aymeric around here...]

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[he leans into her touch, kissing the inside of her palm as his hands grasp at her thighs and hips]

Is this how you want me...? I must say, the view from here is magnificent.

It doesn't look half bad up here either.

[Taking his cock back in hand so she can guide it in and slowlyyyy sink down with a groan]

[he lets out a shaky sigh as she sinks down, fingers tightening at her hips. he stays as still as he can so she can adjust, though he's achingly hard already]

Oh, Fury... how I missed you.

[She's very wet, but not nearly as stretched as she was last time they did this so it takes a little longer to adjust than she expected, her breath catching]

Ffffuck, Aymeric, I missed you too. So much.

[Leaning down to kiss him, sliding down to the hilt]

[he groans when she slides down fully, hands winding around her to pull her close as they kiss, lifting his hips up to meet her. she feels incredible, so warm and perfect, and he wants to savor every second]

Gods, Selena...!

[Gasps into his mouth, kissing him hungrily stroking a hand down his neck, it's harder to hug him in return when he's lying back but she'll brace her other hand on his hip.

It's been so long and she's been craving him so much, Aymeric fills her up so wonderfully, he walls clinging to him tight. After a few moments she feels ready to move and lifts her hips in a slow drag, setting a languid pace as she gets used to it]

Fuck, Aymeric, you feel - ah, so good.

[he rolls his hips to meet her, content to let her lead and follow her pace. he kisses her eagerly, swallowing her moans while his hands drag up her front to caress and squeeze her breasts--tenderly, so as to not irritate her bruises]

[Selena very much appreciates that, a thrilled shiver running up her spine and nipping his bottom lip. She buries her hand in his hair and shifts her legs a bit, adjusting into a better position to move, starting to build up momentum.]

[he nips back, soothing her lip with his tongue, and moaning low and ragged in his throat as she moves, encouraging her with every roll of his hips]

[Every roll feels euphoric and quickly has her craving more, wanting to give him more, the gentle pace was nice but now it's not enough, and she's grinding down harder with each thrust, moaning lewdly into the kiss as she picks up speed.]

[he arches up with a growl and grasps her thighs for leverage as he meets her thrust for thrust, pressing his mouth to her neck and panting into it between hot kisses to her skin]

[oh, hearing him growl like that stirs something in her that only spurs her on, it's exhilirating to think of him losing all composure because of her. Selena's neck is also bruised, Aymeric probably knows what strangle marks look like, but the kisses aren't rough enough to cause her any pain so she completely forgets about it again and starts wishing Aymeric would bite her and mark her, tilting her head for him.]

Ah, Aymeric, Aymeric, fu - nghhh, so good, like that...!

[he's gentle by her neck, too, though he can't help but nip here and there to leave a few small marks--something to replace the memory of whatever caused the bruises. as soon as he finds the angle that makes her cry out he thrusts again and again, relentless and steady, wanting to hear her say his name like that again]

Oh, Selena, my--wonderful, beautiful friend, you feel--like absolute heaven...!

[Oh goodness, Selena cries out, completely undone by the praise in combination with his touch. She's certainly not thinking about anything but him, how amazing he feels, how perfect, squeezing tight around his cock and riding as hard and fast as she can, gripping his hair and moaning helplessly against his ear]

Fuck, yes A-Aymeric, incredible, I'm close...!

[he groans helplessly, a hard shiver running through him, his cock twitching inside her as he holds off from coming as long as he can. his hand snakes down between them to touch her right where they meet, his thumb rubbing over her clit to help her along]

Then do not--hold back...!

Aah, oh! Aymeric, please!

[She can't possibly hold back against all his ministrations, even if she wanted to. Selena's hips start to stutter as she comes and her orgasm reaches a crescendo, moaning his name over and over.]

[he gasps as he feels her tighten around him, so close to coming himself, and he keeps moving so she can ride out her climax, his legs trembling from the strain]

Gods--

[Ride it out she does, slumping forward and breathing hard once she's done. All she wants to do in the aftershock is crash and snuggle against him, she really has no inclination for him to pull out but she knows he's trying so hard, Selena wills up the energy to lift off of Aymeric's cock, reaching with a fumbling hand to stroke him to completion.]

[groans as she lifts off of him, unable to stop himself from segueing into a whimper until her hand is on him, and then he's jerking into her touch. he gasps and tosses his head back, moaning her name, and it only takes a few strokes at that point to make him come--which he does, all over his front]

Selena--!

Mm, Aymeric, you're - so wonderful.

[Kissing and nuzzling against his neck, stroking him through it and not making any move to avoid getting splashed by his come either, laying down on her side next to him boneless, catching her breath]

[he collapses, boneless, next to her, panting as he recovers from that--and as soon as he can, he turns and kisses her, warm and easy]

[mmm yes good, lazily kissing him back, throwing her arm over his waist and pressing close]

[it's sticky between them but he hardly minds and he imagines she doesn't either, just indulging in the kiss and the endorphins and the joy of being close to her]

[she doesn't care at all a little stickiness isn't going to stop her from basking in the afterglow with him!! She wants to hold him so she WILL.]

[THEY GONNA CUDDLE. aymeric nuzzles at her neck when he needs to catch his breath, chuckling softly]

That was wonderful.

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