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✿ enkidu ✿ ([personal profile] enkidoh) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-11-23 01:37 pm

[closed] Masquerade Aftermath

Who: Enkidu & Hakuno
When: After the Masquerade
Where: Back at their place
What: Being drunk, fumbling
Warnings: Probably some NSFW

When they still were a servant they never really got drunk. Of course, they ate and they drank but getting truly drunk like they used to do many, many, many years ago simply did not happen.

But time has changed and Enkidu plops down on the side of the bed, pleasantly buzzed and in a very good mood. They lost Gil somewhere along the way but did come home together with Hakuno.

"Are your legs kind of wobbly as well? Ah..." They start to giggle softly. "It has been such a long time ago since I have been drinking this much. I am in a good mood."

And still quite awake as well.
sealeted: (from these stars)

[personal profile] sealeted 2020-11-23 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're pretty," she explains, lifting and pulling in one leg to show them the glittering heel. It rucks up the front hem of her gown a bit scandalously, but that hardly matters, safe in the privacy of their bedroom.

Her wings flutter, settling over Enkidu's arms and sending a small puff of glitter over the both of them.

"You're pretty too," she tells them, because they are and it seems vital, in her sloshed state, to make sure they know.
sealeted: (the moon scene (it is a cruel dream))

[personal profile] sealeted 2020-11-23 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." She reaches for their face as they ease back, missing on the first attempt but cupping their cheek on the second, skimming her fingers over their ear.

"We're both really lucky," she decides, because it's true. "I'm... so lucky to have met you. Thank you, Enkidu." She says it as though either of them had the slightest choice in the matter.
sealeted: (it's always the same)

[personal profile] sealeted 2020-11-23 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
She kisses their cheek in turn, a little off center, but firm. "M'not sad," she denies, punctuating it with another kiss. This one landed somewhere on the bridge of their nose.

"I'm happy here." It's not something she wouldn't say sober, but she says it simply now, without any of the weight or unspoken concessions that such a declaration would usually carry with it. Even as she loses her humanity, she's happy here.

"I'm glad I have a home with you," she says, just the same, and drops the next kiss right on their mouth.
sealeted: (it fades away)

[personal profile] sealeted 2020-11-23 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're good at making it do that." She shifts on top of them, knees astride their waist and a hand clumsily planted to one side of their head. Her hair spills down over her shoulders and onto the bed.

"I'll hold you to that promise."

She dips down and kisses them again, sweet and hungry, getting even more fizzy-minded with each flutter of her warm heart, as it grows warmer.
sealeted: (there are)

[personal profile] sealeted 2020-11-27 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
The slow growth of personhood is a strange and wonderful thing, and it has been encouraging, to see how far Enkidu has come. It's bolstering, to have somebody who will accept her affections, without fond, abrasive taunts or smothering interest, the way it was in the Moon Cell.

She feels free here. Free to explore what she wants, with who she wants.

"More than pleasant," she murmurs against their mouth, because right now she really, really wants Enkidu. "Can I kiss you wherever I want?"
sealeted: (out of place)

[personal profile] sealeted 2020-12-09 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can't think of many who wouldn't." She hasn't blocked off the connection between their emotions since Gilgamesh came back, aside from moments where they and their friend are in the midst of something intimately emotional, so she doesn't bother acting coy. Her desire for Enkidu feels almost insatiable, in this moment.

Fae are greedy, by nature.

Hakuno has always been greedy, for the softer luxuries. She indulges herself now, with a hot, languid kiss that breaks off into a series of soft, lingering kisses trailing from their mouth, to their jaw, down their throat, their chest...

"I want to taste you," she murmurs into the dark of their bedroom, her voice soft and heavy with intent. "And then, I think, I'd like for us to go a bit wild."

It's a request she'd never voice when sober, but it slips free easily, right now.
sealeted: (I'm holding)

[personal profile] sealeted 2020-12-31 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Her hand follows their guidance, her touch soft, skimming, then firmer and with notable intent. Her mouth lingers higher, pressing kisses and nips to their throat, their clavicle, their chest, the taut divots and muscles of their abdomen, belying that inhuman strength of theirs, drifting lower and lower still.

She fondles them through their pants the entire time, mindful of the hardness beneath her palm, and when her mouth gets to that level, she finally sees fit to tug down the waistband of their pants, scraping her teeth over the stark curve of their Apollo's belt before skimming a kiss across the side of their cock.

Her hand slides lower, probing for the slickness she recalls from her first night.
Edited 2020-12-31 22:52 (UTC)