aymeric de borel (
peacetalks) wrote2023-04-07 05:02 pm
[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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Nearly now...
[he bends his knees, bracing himself to move, and offers his hands to aymeric to sit him up again]
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Please...
[takes one of moon's fingers into his mouth to suck on, moaning]
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—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]
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Mmh--! Mmm, nnn--
[his cock is red at the tip and achingly hard, freely leaking precome into moon's grip]
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[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—
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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]
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[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]
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Look at you... how exquisite you are...
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...'tis... your own doing...
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[he rubs his thumb over moon's cheek, and lets out a long, satisfied sigh]
Gods, that was... wonderful.
[chuckles, breathlessly]
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[winds his arms around aymeric and chirps, begging sweetly. kiss? kiss? kiss?]
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[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]
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But if I beg, then I have the pleasure of your answering.
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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.
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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.]
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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]
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[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.
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Ahhh... a pity. Mayhaps... another time.
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[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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I would... gladly be held by you, in such a way. My dearest Moon... I am yours, body and soul. I know you would hold me... so tenderly, as a dragon.
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I would. As you are mine, I am yours... Let my coils be as a nest to you, that you might find rest and pleasure inside their embrace.
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Oh, Moon... that sounds truly lovely. I am honored beyond words at the thought.
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You praise me too highly.
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You just swived me into next week, so I shall praise you however highly I like, my dear.
[nuzzles :3c]
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Is that how it works!
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