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𝓼𝓽π“ͺ𝓻𝓼. ([personal profile] hobbitholmes) wrote in [community profile] synthneon2021-11-19 12:58 am

FF PSL | ❝ for those we can yet save. ❞

AFTERGLOW
β€” hear, feel think. β€”
❄️ HEAVENSWARD
β˜… Ever Heavensward (3.0)
    β€” Ishgard Meetings, Part 2

β˜… As Goes Light, So Goes Darkness (3.1)
    β€” Unfleeting Emotions

β˜… The Gears of Change (3.2)
    β€” Heavy Hearts, Part 2

β˜… Revenge of the Horde (3.3)
    β€” Starlight Festival (Alkaid)
    β€” Starlight Festival (KP)
πŸ”₯ STORMBLOOD
β˜… IC Permission
β˜… IC Permission
β˜… IC Permission
β˜… IC Permission
β˜… IC Permission
BEYOND
CODE BY TESSISAMESS
shepherdtostars: Ρ•Π½Ρ”ΟΠ½Ρ”Ρβˆ‚Ρ‚ΟƒΡ•Ρ‚Ξ±ΡΡ•γ€˜ βˆ‚ΠΈΡ•. γ€™ (shadow 🌸 18.)

[personal profile] shepherdtostars 2022-02-17 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ The flutter of her heart turns into a loud drum in her ears. Part of her cannot believe it is happening. Had she not aimed to simply comfort and heal him? How had events spun into this? Even as the logical side of her mind attempts to rationalize it all? The other side that speaks of instinct and burning desire is far louder and grows as the drum beats in her ears do.

There is something particular about how he phrases his statement that makes her cheeks flush and her heart clench. The idea of him looking sour at any who may wish to woo her is thrilling in some manner. While the term ownership is one that implies things she would not mean? Something inside her desires to be his... which, he has already offered his home, his room, his bed...

The usually bright tinted mint-green eyes darken as her breathing deepens. Gods. What has she become around him? Surely, it is an unseemly image and one that would not please him. ]


A stern talk... I would hope. [ She's practically breathless as well. How did that happen?

Then, a shake of her head to his question. She squeezes his hand still at his chest. The voice that stammered just seconds ago is strong and direct. ]
Nowhere is off-limits. I'd have you everywhere if you would want it.
thewayforpeace: (πŸ’ 122)

[personal profile] thewayforpeace 2022-02-19 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This certainly was not his intention either, but now that things have taken the turn that they have, he intends to just follow where they go, to whatever end. At some point, he knows that they will both have to sleep once more, but for the moment, his mind is on other things.

He watches her reactions carefully, looking for any signs of displeasure or discontent, but all he sees is what he believes to be desire, and he takes that as an encouragement to continue. ]


Oh, a very stern talk, as I must make my position and my feelings clear, lest anyone think I am not wholly resolved in my commitments to you.

[ And at her next words, his eyes seem to darken with a desire of his own, and a look of anticipation crosses his face. ] And I would say the same for you, should that be your desire. [ He sees no reason why any part of him would be considered off-limits to her, and he hopes that she understands that.

And again, he leans in for a kiss, wishing to pour all of his love and affection for her into it so that there cannot be even a shred of doubt for either of them that he considers himself hers, and no one else's. ]
shepherdtostars: Ρ•Π½Ρ”ΟΠ½Ρ”Ρβˆ‚Ρ‚ΟƒΡ•Ρ‚Ξ±ΡΡ•γ€˜ βˆ‚ΠΈΡ•. γ€™ (shadow 🌸 13.)

[personal profile] shepherdtostars 2022-02-20 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If her cheeks could grow any hotter they would. Commitments? Of what sort? Are they truly a couple--is this what being courted is like? Her mind tries to rationalize it more as her focus slips between him and what it is he says. Whatever rational her mind may have tries to create disappears the moment his eyes darken and he kisses her again.

Her eyes flutter shut and she returns the kiss just as hungrily. She wants to be hisI, for no one else has caught her attention like he has. No one has ever made her stop to consider staring a life in a place not where her clan is. There has been no one else to make her accept there are paths outside those that lead her back to her childhood home...

The hand at his side finally begins to move, searching for the edge of his nightshirt while her knee still rests to his other give him support. Her hand finds its mark hesitantly slipping underneath to be able to touch his skin properly. Then, her fingers gently touch the scar from the knife wound. ]
thewayforpeace: (πŸ’ 06)

[personal profile] thewayforpeace 2022-02-22 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ He is trying to think what action he ought to do next that would please her, because more than anything else, that is what he wants to do. He would give her the entire world if only he could, and barring that, he would give her the most thrilling, unforgettable time that he can manage.

He is about to reach for the knee that is resting against him, intending to let his hands wander and caress her thigh, but that is before her hand slips beneath his shirt and he feels her fingers come to rest on the place where he was hurt.

It is a sensitive spot, of course, but even if it were not, he knows he would always feel a spark or a tingle where her fingers brush against his skin. She just has that effect on him, and now is no different.

And then, as if his body has a mind of its own, being mindful to not overbalance and land ungracefully upon her, he lightly presses the front of his hips against hers. At first, he just holds that position for a moment, unmoving, but after a moment's hesitation, he tries an experimental shift up and then back down, all the while keeping his eyes locked on hers, looking for any signs of displeasure.

This feels like the most intimate action he has ever initiated, given his previous lack of intimate encounters with anyone, but he has decided to let instinct direct him where to go and hope that the outcome is pleasing for both of them. ]
shepherdtostars: Ρ•Π½Ρ”ΟΠ½Ρ”Ρβˆ‚Ρ‚ΟƒΡ•Ρ‚Ξ±ΡΡ•γ€˜ βˆ‚ΠΈΡ•. γ€™ (shadow 🌸 22.)

[personal profile] shepherdtostars 2022-02-23 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The fingers at his side gently trail up along the scar and then to the side. She explores how the muscles are placed and laid out. Aether can tell her many things, but she quickly learning the difference between listening to his aether and feeling how his body works. Breath catches in her throat as her fingers shake slightly. They move to his back, finding their way to his spine and start to move upwards...

Then, she gasps breathlessly as his hips push into hers.

Alkaid's eyes shut for only a moment as she tries desperately to keep the last shred of propriety in place. Her tail, draped to the side, sways quickly as if to express how she truly feels. Then, he moves, snd her eyes lock onto his. Instinct and passion fully takes ahold then as she presses her hips in return. A soft moan leaves her--albiet she still tries to control the volume so it might not draw attention to them.

The hand at his spine begins to move upwards again, in search of a place that he might enjoy. The other moves down this arm by gently grazing the tips of her fingers along his skin.

If she let's go now? She is unsure of how far her passions would demand the go. Would that be alright with him? Her hips move against his as if to test the question.]
thewayforpeace: (πŸ’ 62)

[personal profile] thewayforpeace 2022-02-28 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ As her fingers travel along his spine, a shiver forms at the base of it and travels upwards, but it is a shiver of pleasure and a sort of wonder, because these are feelings and sensations he has not experienced before. What is more, he has discovered that he likes it very much. He is certain that her explorations have revealed just how much tension he holds inside himself, but he has always reasoned that away by saying it comes with the territory of being somewhat in a leadership position.

But when he is with her, he finds that he does not have so much pressure to uphold his public persona, a fact that has become quite apparent given what the two of them are presently doing.

With their hips still pressed together, he shifts upward and then down again, creating a little friction between them, hoping that the action is as pleasurable for her as it is for him.

The thought occurs to him that perhaps they could cross the threshold that he has been hesitant to even approach, but they have come this far, after all. ]
shepherdtostars: Ρ•Π½Ρ”ΟΠ½Ρ”Ρβˆ‚Ρ‚ΟƒΡ•Ρ‚Ξ±ΡΡ•γ€˜ βˆ‚ΠΈΡ•. γ€™ (shadow 🌸 20.)

[personal profile] shepherdtostars 2022-03-03 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Those explorations have most certainly divulged such information. The part of her mind still capable of objective thought makes a note of where to direct her comforting ministrations next time it seems he is tense. For now, her fingers instead move to the base of his neck and begin to stroke the lines of tension there. Small motions that, after a moment, fall in line with the way their hips shift.

She had intentions of asking if he was truly alright with this. His culture and standings aside, she wonders how intimate he would prefer to be out of wedlock. Yet, that query flies from her mind the moment he begins to shift up and down.

Her fingers press into his skin on reflex of the motion. All at once her lowe back arcs to press her front to his. Her body shivers with a sudden wave of pleasure that comes from deep inside. Her legs wrap around his to encourage the motion further. ]


Aymeric, [ His name slips out breathlessly and her eyes meet his. She'd throw away that last shred of propriety if he permit her to. Although, if he keeps his motions going... ] Please...

[ Keep going, is what she means to say. Instead she shudders again and tilts her head back. ]
thewayforpeace: (πŸ’ 129)

[personal profile] thewayforpeace 2022-03-06 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Perhaps strangely, the only thing he is thinking about in between sweeping waves of pleasure elicited by her motions in return is that they are far too clothed for this. In line with those thoughts, he reaches up to tug on the edge of her shirt, as if to communicate the question of whether or not she minds if he removes it for her.

It certainly is a daring request, at least by his way of thinking, but if they are going to be intimate in this fashion, it stands to reason that nothing should be in their way.

For now, though, he contents himself with gradually increasing the speed of his movements, complying with her request that he interprets as asking him to continue and not stop. ]
shepherdtostars: Ρ•Π½Ρ”ΟΠ½Ρ”Ρβˆ‚Ρ‚ΟƒΡ•Ρ‚Ξ±ΡΡ•γ€˜ βˆ‚ΠΈΡ•. γ€™ (shadow 🌸 08.)

[personal profile] shepherdtostars 2022-03-07 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her gaze moves back to his after he tugs on the shirt she wears. A slow and very welcoming smile forms on her lips. There is a jest somewhere in her mind of how it is his nightshirt and he should be the one to decide if she wears it or not. Instead, she slips her other hand underneath his own to press both of her hands to his back and neck, using the slightly leverage to change how they angle ever so slightly. That seems to be enough to make what little rationale she had fade away as she presses her lips to his ear and another low sound comes from her.

Her breathing deepens as her fingers curl into his back and hair. Thankfully, her nails are short and shouldn't leave marks or hurt at all. Instead, she leaves kisses along his jaw and up to his ear. She maneuvers however he directs her to be able to rid the nightshirt from her, even if a slight whine comes from her as she has to pull her hips from his to do so. ]
thewayforpeace: (πŸ’ 130)

[personal profile] thewayforpeace 2022-03-10 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He gives the shirt one more tug before he finds himself very thoroughly distracted by what her hands are doing. The hand that has curled itself into his hair elicits a sigh from him, as he has found he enjoys it very much when she touches his hair in any way.

As for the hand at his back, the sensation of her fingers lightly digging into the skin there sends tingles up his spine. It is already a sensitive area, at least for him, but the presence of a healed scar from an old injury has made it slightly even more so. It does not hurt, not anymore, but still, a touch in just the right place always sends shivers traveling up his spine.

The slight whine that she makes causes him to look at her with a mixture of amusement and surprise, but regardless, he is quick to carefully lift the night shirt over her head and off, and once that is complete, he presses his hips against hers once more, giving her a light rub before he pauses to see how she might react.

A stray thought enters his mind then about how far they ought to go with respect to propriety, but even though what they have done so far is skirting that thin line, he knows it still has yet to be crossed.

Now that he has removed her borrowed shirt, he allows his hands to wander, one hand coming to rest at her hip while the other reaches around her to trace lines with his finger down her back and side. Her skin feels smooth beneath his touch, and he slowly begins to trace small circles as he makes his way down. ]
shepherdtostars: Ρ•Π½Ρ”ΟΠ½Ρ”Ρβˆ‚Ρ‚ΟƒΡ•Ρ‚Ξ±ΡΡ•γ€˜ βˆ‚ΠΈΡ•. γ€™ (shadow 🌸 35.)

/rounds this as done!

[personal profile] shepherdtostars 2022-03-11 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Some part of her mind that has not been entirely distracted and taken over by the sensations of what he is doing to her notes the scar her fingers are on. She might ask him of them the next time they find time alone with one another. Yet, that could be some time, considering the threat Nidhogg brings looming over them.

With the borrowed night shirt removed, Alkaid finds herself blushing despite everything. Her top is entirely bare underneath it, and she hopes that he finds her attractive with all of the armor and robes of the Warrior of Light removed. But, then he trails his hands along her, and she feels the last ounce of withholding she had fluttering away. She turns herself into his hold more and kisses him open mouthed.

All he need do is bring them to a point of release, however he might decide.

How had all this happened when all she intended was to keep him company so he might not drown in feelings of failure?

The two, however, do find that peek and fall asleep shortly after. A good thing as well, considering what will be awaiting them and the others. ]