[reverie - visiting ishgard]

[peacetalks]

[welcome to the holy see of ishgard.

if you've been invited by aymeric or estinien for a visit, you've probably been warned about the weather, and how the entire country is in a state of permanent winter. there's a light flurry of snow covering everything, and people walk about in heavy furs along the cobblestone streets, breath fogging in the air. people hover by fires for warmth as covered carriages move about the city. statues of fierce-looking warriors stand in the middle of plazas as workers, knights, and nobility mill about in their day-to-day business. one can see the towering spires of a cathedral further in, and behold the vast snow-covered landscape that surrounds the city itself, which is perched on the top of a mountain.

it's bitterly cold here, but people seem genial enough. most folks walking around are tall, lanky, elf-looking types, aka elezen, but there are a fair number of "human"-looking people (aka hyur) as well. and once in a while, you might even see a dragon or two.

if you were officially invited, you may have a letter of invite signed by the lord commander in your possession, which will get you just about anywhere. if you've been to eorzea before, you might find yourself arriving via teleportation magics, which will land you in the aetheryte plaza. perhaps you're arriving by airship. or perhaps you're standing at the gates of the city.]

Comments

[peacetalks]

My apologies.

[he grasps one of moon's hands and brings it to his lips, kissing his knuckles]

Hand it to me, and lay back?

[he reluctantly lets go of moon's cocks, and lifts his knees in order to prep himself]

[eggstinction]

Apology accepted.

[moon lays back, watching, and picks up stroking himself where aymeric left off. other hands rub aymeric's thighs or hold his waist, staying out of the way but trying to help soothe and relax]

[peacetalks]

[aymeric climbs into moon's lap, straddling his thighs as he uncorks the vial and coats his fingers before reaching back and pressing them to his entrance. by the way his cheeks burn, it's clear he finds this position just a tad salacious--and therefore embarrassing--but he's determined, too, from the way he bites his lip and watches moon]

Oh, you look lovely like this.

[eggstinction]

[moon, for his part, seems incredibly satisfied with his position, watching and being watched. he runs his hands slowly up his own body, less for his own pleasure— though he does flush enjoyably, goosebumps prickling across his skin as more of his armor draws away —but more just to keep aymeric's gaze on him]

You have a good viewpoint. I liked it when I was above you the last time, but I like this too. You are as beautiful as ever.

[peacetalks]

[aymeric lets out a shaky laugh as he works his fingers inside, eyes hooded]

I confess I enjoy both views. And I am heartened to know you feel the same. Ahh, Moon...

[eggstinction]

[he reaches out to touch aymeric's face but, when his nearest arm still can't quite make it, he curls his tail over aymeric's shoulder to brush his cheek with that instead]

I would enjoy any position, any view, any form for the cherishment of having you beside me.

[peacetalks]

[aymeric uses his free hand to hold the spade of moon's tail to his cheek, kissing it briefly before he has to let go and brace himself up]

You are, ah... so good to me.

[his breath hitches as his fingers work quicker behind him, making him spread his knees more]

[eggstinction]

[croons softly for the kiss and rubs his hands up and down aymeric's thigh]

Are you in a rush, lover?

[peacetalks]

[his thighs are tense from the position, but quickly relax under moon's touch]

Does it, ah, seem like I am? Mayhaps I am a tad impatient...

[seems a bit embarrassed]

[eggstinction]

[he's hardly touching himself anymore, most of his hands have been lured away towards aymeric now]

That is understandable. I only do not wish you to strain yourself.

[peacetalks]

If I might lean on you for a bit, that ought to relieve some of the strain...

[he lines himself up with his chin on moon's shoulder so that he doesn't have to brace himself, and lets out a sigh by moon's ear]

Is this alright?

[eggstinction]

[the point of his ear blushes, tickled, and moon trills. he ditched his robe and other clothes a while ago, but he's kept all his jewelry. some bracelets, a necklace, a red tasseled earring and, of course, the ear cuff aymeric gave him ]

Oh, yes, that is fine.

[peacetalks]

Good...

[aymeric shifts and makes a low noise, as slick sounds can be heard from the movements of his fingers. he dots moon's neck with soft kisses, nipping at his ear. seeing his cuff on moon's ear makes him smile, makes him feel warm and pleased, and if he were still part-dragon he would be rumbling his appreciation]

[eggstinction]

[part of moon still expects aymeric to act like a dragon, and perhaps that why he gets noisier, chattering a soft, breathy version of a challenger's call as he tips his head back, provoking and acknowledging the ex-dragon's claim. at the same time, his hands are sliding across aymeric's back again to seek out those sensitive spots.]

I like to watch you, but I like to have you close to me like this, too.

[peacetalks]

[aymeric recognizes that sound, and as moon's hands rub at his spine where his tail and wings were, it makes him shudder all over, and he bites at moon's neck to leave a mark, licking and worrying the skin there. his fingers move quicker and harder now, eliciting soft breathless noises by moon's ear]

You shall--ah, have me, any... way you wish to.

[eggstinction]

[trilling isn't the usual sound of surrender that's supposed to follow that sound, but he's happy, curling his fingers in aymeric's hair to keep him at his neck and arching up, seeking friction between them]

You wanted to ride me, did you not?

[peacetalks]

[he takes a moment to catch his breath, and makes an affirmative sound. carefully he withdraws his fingers and draws himself up, looking somehow even more disheveled]

Aye... aye, I did. A moment...

[he exhales deeply and chuckles, before retrieving the lube and drizzling it over moon's cocks, using his slicked up hand to grasp each one and stroke along the lengths. taking his time with it, wanting to rile moon up a little]

[eggstinction]

Ah, beautiful...! I am already ready for you...

[but he groans gladly, hands falling to aymeric's waist. some, crowded out, find other things to hold— one grabs his own tail, another presses its fingers against the soft skin at the base of his cocks as aymeric strokes. poor choices for grounding himself, but after so many smaller touches and after the provocation of so many sounds, any restraint he had left is crumpling quickly]

[peacetalks]

Pray forgive me, my love. I simply cannot help myself.

[despite saying that, he does let go with one hand and shift so he's positioned over moon's cocks, and with a long sigh he sinks down, enveloping both of moon's cocks with nary a sign of discomfort--just a soft moan as he's breached, slowly taking him inch by inch]

Oh...

[eggstinction]

[both? both??

[his claws tighten, ready for the first sign of pain, but he sees none. certainly feels none.]

Care...ful?

[peacetalks]

[aymeric can't help but smile and laugh softly, husky]

'Tis a stretch, aye... yet not one that will break me. You need not worry in that regard. Oh...

[he braces both hands on moon's thighs to hold himself steady as he slides further down]

[eggstinction]

How?

[places his hands over aymeric's and squeezes, breath hitching as he watches the ridges disappear one by one]

—Your possession...?

[peacetalks]

[aymeric shivers and bites his lip momentarily, nodding]

Aye. I-it seems my body... adapts to yours, like this. S-something... lingering in me, resonates, ah, with you. With the needs of... my mate.

[he swallows, doing his best to stay composed but he's starting to lose control, his voice rushed and breathless now]

[eggstinction]

To mine...

[moon listens with rapt attention, flushing at aymeric's words, surprise turning to wonder. he reaches out— he has lean up to reach, groaning softly at even that small movement —and cups aymeric's face.]

Your mate needs you.

[peacetalks]

[aymeric's expression immediately turns to need, and he leans into moon's touch, turning his head to kiss the inside of his palm]

I shall not leave you wanting. I swear.

[with a low moan, aymeric lowers himself further onto moon's cocks, before rising up and then back down, setting up a slow, deep rhythm to begin with]

Oh, Moon...