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[reverie - visiting ishgard]

[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.]

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[as one pair of hands slides down, another reaches up to curl over aymeric's shoulders— moon can never keep from touching him for long. moon sets an easy pace, cherishing the moment. much faster or much harder, and he knows he won't endure long at all.]

Can you bend down a little more...?

Mm, like so?

[he spreads his knees a tad wider so that he can lean down, close enough to brush his lips against moon's]

[leans up to meet him with a croon, claws digging lightly the back of aymeric's ass and thighs as moon follows his shifting position]

Just so.

[aymeric sighs into moon's lips as he kisses him again and again, low, barely-there noises escaping him as he rides moon in a steady, leisurely pace. he explores moon's mouth with his tongue, and invites moon to do the same, his kisses passionate without being urgent]

Mmm... oh, Moon... my lovely Moon... you feel so... ah...

[there's a small spot on the roof of moon's mouth that makes him moan, his mouth falling open and welcoming before he chases aymeric's tongue, nipping avidly at his lips.]

I am... all for you, my lover, my love...

[aymeric groans with satisfaction, and slides down to the base of moon's cocks, grinding there with no small amount of trembling in his thighs, his eyelids fluttering as he does so]

So... so good, I...

[he shudders hard, ducking his head to catch his breath, plainly trying to make himself last, but he's starting to unravel]

[moon rumbles brokenly in starts and stops, nuzzling aymeric's brow and petting his thighs and back to quiet his shivers, to calm both of them. deep inside aymeric, moon's cocks twitch.]

Nearly now...

[he bends his knees, bracing himself to move, and offers his hands to aymeric to sit him up again]

[he manages to lift himself with the help of moon, holding onto two of his hands, bringing one to his lips and kissing his fingers]

Please...

[takes one of moon's fingers into his mouth to suck on, moaning]

[moon stares, throat working. he pushes a second finger into aymeric's mouth and pressed them against his tongue.]

—yes. Oh, treasure.

[he groans and takes aymeric's cock in hand again, stroking the underside of it with his thumb as he presses it against aymeric's belly. he would take it into his mouth if he could, greedy with want even as he arches his back and thrusts deeply, finally breaking their restful pace]

[aymeric's eyelids flutter and he hungrily sucks on moon's fingers, needy little moans escaping his throat with every thrust of moon's hips--a pace he meets eagerly]

Mmh--! Mmm, nnn--

[his cock is red at the tip and achingly hard, freely leaking precome into moon's grip]

Such... sounds, such sights— You undo me—

[moon watches the precome dribble between his claws and shudders, once and then again in a spasm of shivers. his eyes are watering when he lifts his gaze back to aymeric's face and rolls his hips to try for another angle, trying in vain to favor one cock over the other, but the attempt to endure only makes him gasp, chest heaving.]

I cannot last—

[aymeric gasps as he releases moon's fingers from his mouth, unable and unwilling to stifle his cries of need]

Then--then do not try, for I cannot last either... oh, oh, oh Moon--

[he takes moon's fingers back into his mouth with a whimper, and with a rolling shudder that makes his toes curl, he crests and spills himself into moon's hands]

Aymeric...!

[he begs, stroking aymeric blindly and pressing his fingers deeper into the soft heat of aymeric's mouth. his other limbs can only cling, his coordination lost with his senses as he gasps and arches off the bed, head is thrown back to bare his neck and the mark aymeric left there. he sings out once— twice— his twin climaxes coming almost simultaneously]

[aymeric groans as he feels moon release, rocking his hips in short jerks to ride it out, knowing he's going to be a mess later but relishing it right now. his jaw hangs open, trembling from the force of his climax; he shakily lifts one hand to touch moon's cheek, holding it]

Look at you... how exquisite you are...

[moon makes a dazed sound and leans his cheek against aymeric's hand. his movements stutter and slow, and he gives a last shiver before laying still, utterly spent. it's another moment for his breathing to calm and then, with a comfortable sigh, he turns and kisses aymeric's palm.]

...'tis... your own doing...

Then I... hope you will forgive me... if I am... quite pleased with myself.

[he rubs his thumb over moon's cheek, and lets out a long, satisfied sigh]

Gods, that was... wonderful.

[chuckles, breathlessly]

Mmm... It was. You were beyond imagination.

[winds his arms around aymeric and chirps, begging sweetly. kiss? kiss? kiss?]

You need not beg for me, my love, I shan't deny you.

[he smiles and leans down, then lets out a short exhaled "ah" when he feels moon's cocks begin to slip out of him, feel his come start to leak out. it doesn't deter him for long, however, sliding his arms underneath moon's shoulders and kissing him sweetly, languidly]

[moon trills a laugh— a little breathless for the small tug as each ridge slips reluctantly free —and cuddles close, winding his tail around both their legs]

But if I beg, then I have the pleasure of your answering.

[aymeric hums, relaxing little by little, and nuzzles into moon's neck to kiss the mark he left there earlier]

There is that...

[he's so blissed out now, nearly purring like he used to]

If you wished to abscond with me now, I daresay I could not muster any protest.

[moon tips his head, baring his neck for the kiss before tucking aymeric's head under his chin. a few hands start rubbing circles along aymeric's spine, working their way down and then back up again in a slow massage.]

Hm... how much I wish to steal you away against how little I wish to move right now...?

[he trills more softly and starts up a low croon, deep enough that his chest can be felt rumbling where it's pressed against aymeric's.]

[laughs softly, fondly, and kisses more of moon's neck]

I suppose I'm weighing that decision in one direction, aren't I. Yet I am loathe to move, myself.

[he makes another noise as more of moon's cocks slip out, ridge by ridge]

Going to be such a mess soon...

[not sounding like he's complaining]

I could move as far as a bath, perhaps...

[but right now he's sighing and rolling his shoulders languidly against the bedspread. he reaches down to trace aymeric's rim with his fingertips. moon doesn't make any motion to pull out, content to wait for the small shifts in their positions to free him. it doesn't seem like he minds the mess either.]

Were I in my other shape, I would bid clean you myself.

[aymeric sucks in a breath, his rim stretched and twitching from moon's touch. he carefully flexes his muscles around moon's twin lengths, groaning from the stimulation]

Ahhh... a pity. Mayhaps... another time.

Ah—

[moon is still soft and sensitive, but when aymeric flexes around him he nonetheless rocks forward, forcing his cocks a few ridges deeper again]

Would you...

[he swallows hard and rephrases,]

...I do wish to hold you that way someday. As a dragon.

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