[He will take the vines, pulling them loose with a small tug.]
You should tell me some of your card stuff. I'm getting nest, trapping, tying up...
And...
Well, I think I'm gonna be a little selfish. Its so easy to be possessive of you, you know? [He leans close to Hurricane, grabbing his arms to pull them behind him.] You're such a lovely pet. A pretty little nymph. How can I not want to make you mine? [Another low rumbly purr as he ties his arms behind him.]
[He goes very still and very stiff, when Rye secures the vines into place - takes a shaky breath in, and closes his eyes, and takes another, a little too quickly]
I got, uh. Gotta make out in a field of flowers? Dunno if... if this is enough, or if there's gotta be more. I guess I could add some? What - what colors do you like? Or - I dunno, I guess just white's fine, right? Kinda goes with everything.
[He might be rambling, the words tripping over themselves like he's talking just to fill the silence up. His tone isn't entirely steady, and his skin has gone cold and slightly clammy to the touch]
[Knows Hurricane. He knows Hurricane can get worked up and reactive extremely quickly. He's seen it.]
[This isn't that. This is a different kind of reaction and it catches him by surprise.]
[His hands go to Hurricane's face.] Hurricane, stop. What's wrong? This isn't your usual reaction.
[He's looking over what he's done. None of it is new? Did he do something new? Was he too possessive right off? Did Hurricane think he was being more intense then usual about it???]
[He leans into the touch, but can't quite seem to meet Rye's eyes]
[The pupils are not dilated at all, for once; they're constricted to something remarkably narrow, most of them swallowed up by the iris. His breathing is still a little too quick, and not entirely even]
[He leans forward again, summoning a claw to cut the vines, pulling them off in one quick motion, careful not to cut him.]
[Then he sits back, hesitates a moment, and pulls his hand away. He's not out of reach of Hurricane, and puts his hands on the nest floor near him for easy reach, but he's no longer crowding him. He doesn't know what's wrong, he doesn't know where Hurricane is pushing himself.]
No, you're not good. Hurricane, what have I always said about this?
[He starts to lean in after the hand, when it goes - catches himself, when Rye sets it down on the nest floor, instead. He ducks his head, self-conscious, and draws his arms up in front of him, rubbing at the forearms as though cold]
[You ready for that 'fuck me, I'm a willing and wanting omega' scent to suddenly get a lot stronger now that they're someplace where it can happen and there doesn't even have to be reservation about the audience seeing?]
[Because that sure did happen.]
[Nest is gonna smell like a pine forest at this rate.]
Gonna miss the dragon's sense of smell. You smell so good right now. [Burying his nose against her hair.]
[ She's so ready and yet, somehow, not at all. It's a lot. It is a lot, and it's all she can do just to breathe, to take it all in and remind herself that it's Rye, it's Rye, it's Rye ... ]
Mm ... [ Kisses and noses at his neck, already fumbling to get his shirt off. ]
[He takes in another sharp breath, toes curling as she kisses his neck.] Gods, its so sensitive today...is it like this with your neck...? [A breathless question, but he's quick to help get the shirt off.]
[Its simple enough. More fabric tied to cover himself because wings so its easy to toss aside when the knots are undone.]
[His hands go to her back, scratching lightly between the wings.] Miya...
[He gasps sharply, nails digging into the clothes at her back, hips jerking forward, and the wantneedyesyesyes grows sharply.]
[He pulls her closer, legs tightening around the back of her thighs, a low, rumbly moan leaving him.] Miya, fuck-Miya, please, do that a-again. [His voice is rough now, almost breathless.]
This...? [ Her teeth press down ... but then they're gone, her lips trailing lower, teasing and tasting along his neck, his collarbone, his sternum. She keeps her hips up and out of reach - for now. ]
Mm. Most of our songs are directed toward our princesses. Our fans, that is. Since our goal as unit is to bring beautiful fairytales to life-- at least while we perform.
This song feels more like a dedication to one another.
nsfw
Date: 2021-11-01 06:35 am (UTC)Planning to play along, too?
Re: nsfw
Date: 2021-11-01 06:42 am (UTC)You look cute.
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Date: 2021-11-01 06:44 am (UTC)Thanks, I think? I didn't get this one last year, so I'm not too familiar with all of the tasks.
What's your card look like?
Re: nsfw
Date: 2021-11-01 06:58 am (UTC)Interested in playing without trying to bury my things?
Re: nsfw
Date: 2021-11-01 07:04 am (UTC)Which squares did you want to clear first?
Re: nsfw
Date: 2021-11-01 07:08 am (UTC)Well, I have to obey three orders. I figure you'd appreciate the excuse to boss me around.
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Date: 2021-11-01 07:12 am (UTC)[He cups his chin in thought.]
...Let me bury you in flowers.
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From:NSFW - Hurricane
Date: 2021-11-02 06:41 am (UTC)[He will take the vines, pulling them loose with a small tug.]
You should tell me some of your card stuff. I'm getting nest, trapping, tying up...
And...
Well, I think I'm gonna be a little selfish. Its so easy to be possessive of you, you know? [He leans close to Hurricane, grabbing his arms to pull them behind him.] You're such a lovely pet. A pretty little nymph. How can I not want to make you mine? [Another low rumbly purr as he ties his arms behind him.]
Re: NSFW - Hurricane
Date: 2021-11-02 06:52 am (UTC)I got, uh. Gotta make out in a field of flowers? Dunno if... if this is enough, or if there's gotta be more. I guess I could add some? What - what colors do you like? Or - I dunno, I guess just white's fine, right? Kinda goes with everything.
[He might be rambling, the words tripping over themselves like he's talking just to fill the silence up. His tone isn't entirely steady, and his skin has gone cold and slightly clammy to the touch]
Re: NSFW - Hurricane
Date: 2021-11-02 07:01 am (UTC)[Knows Hurricane. He knows Hurricane can get worked up and reactive extremely quickly. He's seen it.]
[This isn't that. This is a different kind of reaction and it catches him by surprise.]
[His hands go to Hurricane's face.] Hurricane, stop. What's wrong? This isn't your usual reaction.
[He's looking over what he's done. None of it is new? Did he do something new? Was he too possessive right off? Did Hurricane think he was being more intense then usual about it???]
Re: NSFW - Hurricane
Date: 2021-11-02 07:08 am (UTC)[He leans into the touch, but can't quite seem to meet Rye's eyes]
[The pupils are not dilated at all, for once; they're constricted to something remarkably narrow, most of them swallowed up by the iris. His breathing is still a little too quick, and not entirely even]
Re: NSFW - Hurricane
Date: 2021-11-02 07:20 am (UTC)[He leans forward again, summoning a claw to cut the vines, pulling them off in one quick motion, careful not to cut him.]
[Then he sits back, hesitates a moment, and pulls his hand away. He's not out of reach of Hurricane, and puts his hands on the nest floor near him for easy reach, but he's no longer crowding him. He doesn't know what's wrong, he doesn't know where Hurricane is pushing himself.]
No, you're not good. Hurricane, what have I always said about this?
Re: NSFW - Hurricane
Date: 2021-11-02 07:26 am (UTC)Sorry. Sorry.
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From:NSFW - Tea
Date: 2021-11-02 10:36 am (UTC)[Hey]
[Hey Miya]
[You ready for that 'fuck me, I'm a willing and wanting omega' scent to suddenly get a lot stronger now that they're someplace where it can happen and there doesn't even have to be reservation about the audience seeing?]
[Because that sure did happen.]
[Nest is gonna smell like a pine forest at this rate.]
Gonna miss the dragon's sense of smell. You smell so good right now. [Burying his nose against her hair.]
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Date: 2021-11-02 10:50 am (UTC)Mm ... [ Kisses and noses at his neck, already fumbling to get his shirt off. ]
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Date: 2021-11-02 10:53 am (UTC)[Its simple enough. More fabric tied to cover himself because wings so its easy to toss aside when the knots are undone.]
[His hands go to her back, scratching lightly between the wings.] Miya...
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Date: 2021-11-02 11:52 am (UTC)Around my glands, yeah. [ It's rough, distracted, and rather than elaborate she bites, just shy of breaking the skin with her fangs. ]
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Date: 2021-11-02 12:02 pm (UTC)[He pulls her closer, legs tightening around the back of her thighs, a low, rumbly moan leaving him.] Miya, fuck-Miya, please, do that a-again. [His voice is rough now, almost breathless.]
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Date: 2021-11-02 12:06 pm (UTC)This...? [ Her teeth press down ... but then they're gone, her lips trailing lower, teasing and tasting along his neck, his collarbone, his sternum. She keeps her hips up and out of reach - for now. ]
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From:Suou
Date: 2021-11-09 06:57 am (UTC)Oh? What's your music like?
Re: Suou
Date: 2021-11-09 07:04 am (UTC)Re: Suou
Date: 2021-11-09 07:07 am (UTC)Re: Suou
Date: 2021-11-09 08:00 am (UTC)[ He'll consider for a moment, then, before finally nodding. ]
I think I have something, then. Tell me what you think after?
[ What he sings is a slower, acapella version of Article of Faith. ]
Re: Suou
Date: 2021-11-09 08:11 pm (UTC)Well, I was right. Leagues better to hear a real singer.
It feels....almost melancholic, but hopeful?
Re: Suou
Date: 2021-11-10 12:09 pm (UTC)This song feels more like a dedication to one another.
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