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[usurpers]

Who: eren + people
When: february
Where: aefenglom, dorchacht, respective wildes
What: a catch-all for closed starters! hmu on discord @owlie#3609, liberos or eren’s plotting comment if you’re interest in doing something!
Warnings: n/a, will updated where needed.

“eren let me see what you have” “a knife” “no!!!!!!!!!!”

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[long_live_the_queen]

[Warmth beyond what Kaede felt before flushed along her skin, a prickling heat gathering in her feathers and electrifying her nerves. This was—new, this was wonderful, whatever it was. Without thought, Kaede chased after it, the sensations of the moment flowing and swirling back on each other like echoes. The scratches and welts Eren's claws left behind on her back and sides barely registered as pain, the pleasure of his touches and his pounding thrusts too overwhelming for such details.

The Chimera felt his tail uncurl and pull free; she rumbled in her chest, growled something like "get back here" against the side of his neck. Her own tail lashed up to twine around Eren's, to drag it down to the sand again.

But the sudden spike in energy and heat led her to the end much faster. Kaede's mind caught up to what Eren's blood turned loose—it was hers, this feeling fluttering and exuberant as the wild and untamed wind. The triumph of catching it fed into a rocking climax that brought her right back to her body, shuddering and arching in the sand. She cried out, briefly—muffling herself against Eren's shoulder as she bit down on untouched skin and scales. Her tail's grip lost direction, falling back into the sand. And Kaede's claws held on and dug in tight to his scales, clutching tight to her anchor.]

[usurpers]

[ wrestling and playing tail tag had only been one of the fights gained in scuffling with kaede, the exhilarated and challenging breaths that seemed to heave no in return, but impish and goading, nowhere close to truly meaning to steal her fun. he had often enjoyed a chase with her, tangling breathily into a twisting braid when his tail happens to smack hers. he’d buck then and tunnel dive his focus as he felt her body tighten and pour, the sweet scent of her releasing the climax he’d feel in the little details— her color, her breathing, her pulse, her eyes—

when eren spills, he spills hard in her, fills her the same way the draw of a moan and the quivering tail tip fill the room with sound, and the chimera’s mouth, with a gasping sort of kiss to drag the aftertaste of blood across his tongue. eren clenches in every which way, squeezes his thighs and sees stars when his pin-slit eyes open to the dwindling haze. ]

[long_live_the_queen]

[Through the thrumming haze she heard him goading her on, the teasing note in Eren's voice tempering her growl. Kaede released his shoulder to answer in kind—and he kissed her, mouth and tongue crushing down on hers. The shuddering of his body, the hot wet pulse of him inside, the moans muffled by the kiss—it didn't bring her to a second climax, but prolonged the first until she twitched and scrabbled at the Dragon's back, nerves worn raw.

When the sparks had cleared and her thoughts ran again, Kaede released the kiss, falling back to the sand against the sand to luxuriate in the warmth and trembling aftershocks. A few antler points dug into the powder. She didn't care.]

Messy for a bath. [Kaede hummed, tailtip flicking lazily in the sand.]

[usurpers]

[ now had been the lull to come, the mush in his tight muscles wanting to relax and the too-fast heart battering around his chest and inside his ears, pulsing in his head. it took some moments for him to retaliate from the momentary slump against her frame where a kiss became the lazed caress of his tongue along her cheek. the dragon’s tail weighs against the sandy floors and plenty of his needle tips puncture the surface and hide.

pulling himself out, dripping and withholding a gasp behind teeth raises eren onto his wings, hair falling in front of his face and only not obscuring his sights because of a sideways dip. right, that’s what they came here for in the first place. with a snort, eren tosses fingers full of hair over her bedded shoulders. ]

You still smell like smoke.

[ a few minutes in a cat bath won’t wear the spells on him too harshly— for a few minutes, he could stand the water in the warm pool so lonely off the side of the room . . .

lower his shoulder to her chest was not without reason; wings hitch her onto the curve of his collar and partially down his back to carry her, despite the actual mess, to the bath with him. they can clean up after later. ]