#aetheer character

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Can i ask for a little scene with the poetic reaper and a reader who is the opposite of a brat? Like a darling (could be gn afab) who wants to please him and is soft with him but likes the praise and the sweet words like in the recent brat post?

I am not even a brat but still thought it was hot helpp kgjfjfk .

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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ 781 talisen / afab!reader ꒱ you love treating your reaper boyfriend whenever you get the chance

𖹭. content warnings◞  explicit contentent . riding . penetrative sex . creampie . praise . desperate tal hhh . 0.5k

𖹭. receipts◞  he's sooooo hhhhh

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“Come on Talisen, a-another, you ca- ahgn can do it”

All you hear is the heavy panting filling up the living room of the dorm. The heated, bated breaths mixed together as you ride your boyfriend. The way his pulsing cock hits every single sweetspot along your spongy walls has you rolling your eyes back, while you whine and cry on his thumb.

The babbling he manages to draw out of you is sending him into an absolute state of bliss — those beautiful, teardrop stained eyes and eyelashes has him almost pushing over the edge already.

“f-fuck-mgghh So good. Yeah that is it my darling, you are doin’ so good. Mhmmm, keep going-” He whispers against your ear, his free hand running along the soft, plush swell of your hip and grasps onto it gently before he starts guiding you slowly. Only huskily chuckling as you swat the hand away, furrowing your eyebrows at him and pouting.

“N- nghhno. Let me pleasure you without you guiding or doing anything, just lay back please gege,” you whine and gasp out quietly as your hips stutter against his — your second orgasm drawn from riding him. The size of him had your entire head spinning, you have no idea how you even take him all the way inside.

With a sigh, the reaper leans his head back and groans, moaning at the sensation of your walls squeezing against him and clenching. He really does have to hold back from taking hold of your hips and fucking his hips up into your like it is his last day alive.

“Baobei you are doing so good — keep going, yeah just like — mhnghhhn- fuckfuckfuckfuck— yes that, that is, oh fuck, oh death you are beautiful.”

“keep it going keep going like that, oh fuck yes— You are taking me so well my darling, taking all of m-hgnnnnnnnhnmmmm”

Eventually there are no words from the reaper, as he squirms beneath you, his hips thrusting up into you invoulinatrily, with sloppy and dazed movements you feel the warm cum squirting all over your gummy walls and send a rush of heat to your tummy again.

And all you have to do to get another one of those rushes out of the man is press down on his abdomen, a gasp escaping his lips as he shoots another, messy load into you. His hands grab onto your hips and before you know it you have been shifted to lay on your back, while the reaper pumps into you desperately, whining for you and salivating down on your shoulder.

Leaving behind clawmarks on the supple flesh the long talons cling onto.

“Death, I cannot nmghn I cannot do this anymore, let me pleasure you as well, Oh you have been doing so good gonna fuck that pretty pussy full baobei, you deserve all of it — so goooooooooohngggghnddd.”

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Hello! This is my first time requesting from your acc but I've been reading your works for a while now and I just gotta say, keep up the good work!

For my order, I want Rishima!781 with a transmasc reader who keeps sending her videos of him playing with himself, teasing (and begging her) to come home and come take care of him (all while she's at work) ♡♡♡

˖⁺. “ wait to play ! ” :

﹙ top fem scientist x bttm transmasc reader﹚.𖹭 ݁

. . . verse 781 rishima x transmasc reader!! 🍒 :﹙scientist ˖ professor character﹚

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﹙ cws﹚: explicit content˖ masturbation ˖ teasing ˖ nipple play ˖ penetrative sex ˖ riding˖ brat taming | wc : 1.7k

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Soft machinery ambience of a busy one-man laboratory thrums comfortably into the ears of the scientist typing away at her keyboard, working attentively.

Beautiful magenta eyes stay in focus on the numbers and words appearing on the monitor each time she writes something new and changes up an old code.

The tunnelvision on the computer leaves her in a trance as usual. Working, something she truly is married to. Without it, she feels restless and uneasy. Aside from when she’s got you or her husband with her.

Even so, work goes on. A thing that makes you want to test her limits at times. A fun little game you’ve found yourself enjoying quite a lot. A tease, or perhaps two. You love the way her eyes twitch just slightly when it gets to her.

Message upon message you send her. Teases, videos, voicenotes, each time you end up with the messy fucking from both sides. You do it on purpose and she hates it. As much as she also loves it.

It would be lying if she said she didn’t need any sort of stress relief such as. But she does.

Beep.

Unfocusing her eyes immediately her body moves out of the chair. Like a reflex almost. After all these years of work in laboratories, her ears grow sharp and so do her reactions.

The small vials of blood she had put through assessment are immediately labelled with the aetheer’s names that she tested on. One of them being her son.

It’s time to change up his stabiliser. The old ones do not work on him anymore. This poor boy. He can’t seem to catch a break, can he?

Ah, no matter. He loves being who he is, it benefits his work. Which he is just as hooked on as his mother.

Putting away the blood tests into their respective corner, she makes her way back to her desk. Seating herself in the workchair she has had with her for she doesn’t know how long. But as long as it still feels good to sit in and her back doesn’t feel like it’ll break. It’s fine.

Soft fingertips ready themselves to type away at the keyboard once more, but end up being distracted as her phone plings with a notification. Her right hand immediately shooting over to see whether or not it was a message from an aetheer group— but it wasn’t.

It was from you.

She sighs, brows raised in question when she sees it is an attatched file message that was sent.

Might as well check quickly.

Absentmindedly, her left hand continues to type away at the desktop keyboard. Knowing numbers and equations in her head so well now she doesn’t need to look to make sure she gets it right. The muscle memory in her fingers is insane.

You know it very well.

A memory that will always stick to your mind was after you had healed up from bottom surgery- the feel of her hand pumping away so skillfully left your head spinning, you had squirted your cum all over her hand and she cleaned it up happily after.

Rishima opened up the messages and saw a dark screen, and so she squints her eyes. Wondering whether this was an accidental video or not.

But then she saw the timespan of it. Almost 3 minutes? Maybe it was a voice message.

The second her thumb tapped at it, you loaded in on the screen, your thumb teasing at your tip, while whining for her.

Quickly she ceased typing on the keyboard of the desktop, and just sat and watched, thrown off guard by the sudden images. Well, as thrown off guard as she could be. She show’s it to very little amounts. Her hand shakes a little, while her throat goes dry.

“Rishi baby. . . fuc-k, come home. Always working so ha-ngh, hard” You whimper pathetically, though she can hear the grin in your voice.

Without knowing, her teeth find her plush bottom lip and sink into it. You splutter your small begs and moans, and just as you are about to start pumping at your shaft, you move the camera to your beautiful face. Your handsomly, irritatingly gorgeous face. With eyes rolling back, while you laugh.

You know exactly what you’re doing.

She typed that as well in the chat as she finished the video, face red, as she put the phone away and she started working once more.

. . .

Well, for very little time, as another pling sounds from her phone.

A text, from you.

I’m not doing anythiiing, Rishima. Come home I miss you :((

A pair of lungs stutter with a hitch, while he thumbs move swiftly across the screen of the phone to respond to your message. Though she only gets halfway through

Behave yourself you know i’m at wor |

Be |

The message is immediately deleted as a picture pops onto the chat, she can see everything. From your chest and down. Those pretty top surgery scars, she adores tracing and pressing soft kisses to when the both of you go to bed together on rare occasions.

She denies the way you make her pussy flutter the second she sees how you’re squeezing at yourself, straddling one of the pillows while jerking off.

With quick clearing of her throat, she puts the phone away to continue working.

Oh but, Rishima, what worth is it to keep going when you await another message?

Ping, another message— another video.

Why bother watching it. She asks herself, rising from her chair, running a hand through her hair and clapping to turn off the laboratory’s functions. Except for those who need to run overnight scans and assesments.

If anything she’ll phone Javier and ask him to watch over the place while she’s gone.

Stop sending, and get ready. Doll.

The response came quicker than you’d thought it would. But with excitement sparkling in your eyes, you start pumping away at your erection. Letting out a small moan and breathless call for her name.

You feel her hand take over quickly the second she’s stepped out of the portal from the order. The ethereal light from it enhancing her beauty. Gods Why does she have to be so fucking pretty?

“F-Fuck, took you long enough.” You tease. Only for the grin that you wore previously fall into a large gape of your mouth. Your arousal drooling onto her hands.

“Shut up.” She groans, peppering kisses down your neck and to your pelvis. Her hands tugging at the panties she was wearing and slipping them off. While you take no time to get any of her clothes off. The shirt thrown to the side, with the bra scattered to a corner of the room.

Her skirt when last, your hands gripping eagerly at her hipdips. Enjoying the feel of the warm squish and tummy rolls below your palms when you move them up and down her sides. Breast in your mouth to suck at her nipple.

“Mngh— easy.” She whines.

So sensitive. It makes you chuckle in satisfaction, while your fingers move to rub at her clit. Left hand guiding her wetting cunt down against the hard cock, rubbing it inbetween her folds to collect the slick. The beautiful drawled out moans echoing out in the room shoots excitement through your tummy.

The bed puffs softly when Rishima lands in the soft pillows and mattress. Black hair sprawled out and her eyes tired but aroused.

You run your hands back to her hips again, squeezing at then gently. She’s needed some help with easing up. So you are here to help her.

Slowly, you begin pushing in. Still getting used to the feeling of being able to- and feeling it. The way her velvet walls clamp down on you sends your head backwards, a groan vibrating out of you while you smile, already delirious at the feeling of her wet cunt welcoming you in happily like the whore she is.

“Missed me huh?”

“M- mm— you’re infuriating.” She responds, gasping at the small thrusts and strokes that you begin with. The pace building as you both ease into the feel. Her arms slung around your shoulders. Red stained lips worshipping your jaw and cheeks.

“Fuck. Rishima.” You quitely groaned against her ear. Your hips jutting against her, stuttering as you felt her walls clamp down on your throbbing cock for dear life. As if they’re begging you not to go.

Whines begin cascading down on the pillowcases. As the woman below you begins moving her hips in tandem with yours. It feels so perfect and you—

Suddenly you’re flipped over. The warm cunt your dick settled in momentarily off of it. And you’re about to complain, until you feel the warmth of it come back down. And you throw your head back into the pillows with a crosseyed smile.

“Yeah, p-please— please faster”

Oh your adorable begging. She can’t deny you the pleasure of going a bit faster now, can she? Her own chest begins convulsing slightly from the stuttered breaths and moans. Hands supporting her on your chest. While her breasts bounce and jiggle with the rhythm of your position every time her cunt lands down to the base of your weeping dick.

Her hand moves to grip your jaw, making you look at the sight of your bodies joined together. The sight of your dick inside of her, the sounds of skin against skin — The mixing juices. gods, it’s all too much. You feel a rush clash through you. Orgasm rolling it’s toll and taking the whole run around the room to make moans bounce on and off the walls.

You hear her join in, the feel of her cum squirting with yours, and her body collapsing onto yours makes you instinctively wrap your arms around her waist and fuck into her desperately, with nothing but sloppy and messy thrusts and plunges to pull both orgasms out of you to their end.

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. ˚◞♡ 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒓𝒂 781  𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ the scarlet solstice: born to a family of superheroes, rishen has always been a special case. mysteriously born with the animal powers of an aetheer, emanating that the frightful combination of spider, moth and mantis attributes, the young boy was severely different from those around him and thus lead to a life quite different from his peers. that of which did not hinder his development in mind nor his curiosity, let alone his ambition to be just like the heroes around him.

with his selfless yet stubborn attitude, rishen sets on a journey of herohood despite his father’s ( and the rest of his fellow aetheer’s ) wishes. determined to prove them wrong about the supposed ‘curse’.

along with his boyfriends, alessio and talisen, he sets out to make the city elritea a better place. extending kindness where he should not at times, and putting his life on the line, in an effort to protect those around him. though, he forgets himself in his recklessness in sacrifice of protecting those he loves —

in the end, it should all be worth it, should it not? that’s what his mentor says,

it’s what his heart says. ꒱

. ˚◞꒰ 🍰 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄 ꒱ 

𖹭. so many ways to say I love you ◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you're too shy to express your feelings so you write letters ꒷꒦ reactions ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. drunk confessions ◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ confessing your feelings to them when intoxicated ꒷꒦ drabble ꒷꒦ ft. talisen ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. stumbling◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you stumble into the dorm drunk ꒷꒦ interaction ꒷꒦ ft. talisen꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. a mess for you◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you attempt to flirt but he flashes you his big pretty eyes ꒷꒦ reactions ꒷꒦ ft. multi chara ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. catting around◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ talisen finds you both with a pair of cat ears ꒷꒦ interaction ꒷꒦ ft. talisen ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. in the middle◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ what it is like to be in a poly with him and his boyfriend ꒷꒦ headcanons ꒷꒦ ft. talisen ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧

. ˚◞꒰ ☕ 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 ꒱ 

𖹭. sneaking snacks ◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you sneak snacks into their work bag ꒷꒦ reactions ꒷꒦ ft. multi chara ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. cuddle time◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you randomly tell him you wanna cuddle ꒷꒦ reactions ꒷꒦ ft. other characters ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. your voice ◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ they find out that you like their voice notes ꒷꒦ reactions ꒷꒦ ft. multi chara ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

 

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. ˚◞꒰ 🍡 ��𝒔𝒇𝒘 ꒱

𖹭. out-do ◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you have more stamina than them ꒷꒦ headcanons ꒷꒦ overstim, multiple orgasms ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. bug-eyed◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you decide to torment  your moth boyfriend a little and tie his wrists with christmas lights ꒷꒦ interaction ꒷꒦ grinding ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. in heat◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ what he's like in heat ꒷꒦ imagine ꒷꒦ heat, breeding ꒷꒦ afab/amab reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. kink list ◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ a random list of his kinks and prefs ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧

𖹭. sweet silk ◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you overstimulate ꒷꒦ fic ꒷꒦ overstim . silk slits ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧

𖹭. messy mascara◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ if he's the one who does your makeup thyen surely he can mess it up ꒷꒦ drabble ꒷꒦ whiney sex ꒷꒦ afab reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. greed◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ you wanna suck his dick but his boyfriend is being so greedy ꒷꒦ imagine ꒷꒦ voyuerism ꒷꒦ ft. talisen ꒷꒦ afab reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. to tame a hybrid◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ of course you have to brat tame your needy boyfriend when he gives you some attitude ꒷꒦ imagine ꒷꒦ fingering, rough fucking ꒷꒦ male reader ꒱‧ 

𖹭. a hybrid's sweet spot◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰ fter some cuddling with your boyfriend you decide to give him some affectionate kisses to his hands, you soon find out a new, fun way to torment him ꒷꒦ silk slit stimming ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

 

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𖹭. wanted◞ ₍ ๑‧₎

‧꒰  you've and your beloved boyfriend have been kidnapped from your universe, verse 781, by his evil scientist doppelgänger ꒷꒦ imagine ꒷꒦ kidnapping, marking ꒷꒦ ft. 209 rishen ꒷꒦ gn reader ꒱‧ 

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Baby Talisen Jr speaks!!!! Oh he's growing up so fast 😭😭😭😭

Wait wait- does Talisen have the ability to speak to snakes because he's a naga??? Or is he interpreting Jr's movement as speaking?? Cause I don't see in his character description that he can speak to snakes.

Then again characters are prone to change lol

Does this also mean he understands Jr's siblings too?? Noel and Navia??

﹙ 🍒. ﹚ ─── YES! talisen can communicate to snakes! it's a lore tidbit that we haven't really touched on, but since talisen is an aetheer ( his snake abilities and anatomy are due to this ), he can communicate with snakes.

this is similar for other aetheers too. rishen can speak to spiders, moths and mantises! whereas someone like shīyu 209 can communicate with peacocks. it's an aetheer quirk !

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May I have a black forest cake please?!

[Afab reader]

Just thinking about calling Rishima while she's at work!! You just missed her so! You just wanted to hear her voice again! You didn't mean to let the whine slip out because you're touching yourself!!

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˖⁺. ﹙ workaholic scientist gf  x afab reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . touch there, that's it good doll !! 🍒 :  scientist ˖ milf character﹙ verse 781 rishima. ﹚

you touch yourself during a call with your girlfriend

“Doll?” She answers, tone blank as usual, while her pen scratches across schematics and documents, marking new points and writing down improvement plans.

Her laboratory is bursting with it’s life as usual, machines working on newer experiments and formulas, while test results are being assesed all around. Her screens full of aetheer files and camera views from all around.

Not to mention her desk messy as usual, stacked with papers and blueprints. Along with a few finished cups of coffee and some food from her husband and you that has been left untouched. She’ll do it when her apetite returns.

“Sorry, just wanted to call you. I missed you, and your voice.” You respond, attempting to keep your soft mewls and moans quiet. Fortunately, everything had gone well so far!

The only anxiety would be that the squelching of your sopping pussy would be picked up by the microphone, but your wife seemed to say nothing in response to any sounds so you assumed all was okay.

Stroking the pen across the paper in one straight line, she puckers her lips slightly before letting them return to their normal blanks line, as the rest of her face.

“Mh?” She grunts in response to your words, taking a sip of the coffee next to her before speaking up: “I don’t have much to say, I’m working.” Ah, her bluntness.

You love it.

With a small chuckle and hitch of your breath you quickly cover up with a little cough, “That’s alright. What’re you working on?” You ask, earning a small hum from her.

“Schematics, blueprints. Waiting for tests to finish up,” Challenged suddenly by a disturbance on one of the aetheer screens she puts her phone against her shoulder and leans her head against the speaker. Typing away at the screen to get the camera back up on the screen.

“Just give me a moment doll. One of the screens went out,” She murmurs and curls her right brow a bit while biting at the tip of her tongue.

If only she could see the way your fingers were knuckles deep in yourself, fucking vigoursly. . . The thought had you slipping out a moan you weren’t even aware of had slipped out.

And it took a bit for her to process as well, admittedly. It was only when she had the screen back up and going and she leaned back into her chair to study some of the finished blood-tests she had that it clicked.

Spaced out and reeling back to what she had heard just a minute ago, she huffed softly.

“You’re touching yourself doll?” she croons, you swore you could’ve heard the faintest chuckle following up with the words spoken.

“Wh- No— no no no,” You whined in response, flustered. How did she find out?!

“Mhm, you keep fingering that pretty pussy until I’m home okay?”

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RISHIMA HAS JOINT ISSUES???

OMG, SAME, I LOVE HER NOW SM- *dies from standing up too long*

(Ps. I love the diverse representation you guys give your characters and not just in race. Platonic kisses your way!)

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ OH YOU'RE NOT ALONE BOTH ADMINS HERE HAVE JOINT PROBLEMS XKXKXKX that is such a fucking mood omg

but yes she does have joint problems! poor girlie running around all the different headquarters of the aetheers 😔 she eventually just demands someone carry her

also tysm! we're so glad that our efforts are appreciated, we really do try our hardest because representation means a lot to us<3 hope you have a lovely day ! ꒱

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Can i request from the flirty prompt list: 🌺"I just want you to be happy! And perhaps a little bit naked." - alessio agresta 164 ? 🌺"Stop saying things that make me want to kiss the hell out of you." - for zhào talisen 781? Fyi though this has nothing to do with the ask, your mood boards for characters are always very cool/pretty - anon

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 781 talisen & 164 alessio

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍮 ꒱ reaper x reader, grim reaper x reader, aetheer x reader, snake monster x reader, corrupt divine x reader, sorcerer x reader ⊹ ۪ ࣪

You had been sulking all day — the weather had not turned out the way you wanted it to.

your boyfriend and you had to stay at home because of it, and you never minded being home with him. it was just as lovely! you had just. . . really been excited for the occasion.

so to cheer you up, he had attempted to try and make a little game for the both of you. hide and seek, if you will, but with a twist. every time you found another rose upon your track, you are getting closer to his location. and oh he hid well he did — the roses spun you around the entire cottage!

and when you eventually found him, he’d be on your’s, his, rishen and talisen’s shared bed, smiling at you like an idiot.

you looked at him in such confusion and bewliderment.

“You led me all the way back to our bedroom to cuddle?” you mutter quietly and smile.

“mmmm well, probably more than that.”

a small laugh erupts when he recieves a pillow straight to the face, and pulls it down, before grabbing onto your waist and pulling you close against him.

“I just want you to be happy! and perhaps a little bit naked, cariño.”

You had sat there for about thirty minutes, rambling on and on about astrophysics — from dark matter, to the dynamics of different planets, solar systems, and oh so much more.

It was almost painful for Talisen to sit and listen.

you only got more and more beautiful by the very second that passed every time you opened your mouth to speak your words, speaking about his favorite topic.

His eyes were focused on nothing but your lips, feathery eyelashes fluttering with admiration every time you laughed or smiled at what you were saying.

His own vocal chords leaving hums and small yes’ coming out of his mouth, despite not paying too much attention anymore to the topic itself.

It itched at him, deep inside.

He just had to kiss you. If he had not been wiser, he would have thought you were speaking of the topic to draw him in and kiss you breathless — and perhaps that was your method, but what did he care, he was falling for it. and hard.

Yet you keep rambling, hands fiddling with some of his long strands of hair. Oblivious to his maroon eyes staring intensely at your lips.

Eventually, after a few more moments pass, he finds himself moving his hands up to your face, placing them on either side of it and silencing you from the small surprise of the touch.

“I. . . Baobei.” he whispers and leans his forehead against yours, drawing you closer with one arm, while the other with the hand holding your face stays in place.

“Stop saying things that make me want to kiss the breath out of you — my poor poet heart, it cannot take such a beautiful sight as this for too long at a time.”

The room goes quiet for a moment, your eyes softening in the meantime.

Quickly flickering over to the window of the bedroom and looking out at the night sky, how the stars shine so bright, as if greeting you with smiles and hope.

“then kiss me.” the whisper that leaves you is immediately interrupted by the reaper’s lips on yours, kissing you passionately and with such a strong love that has no definition.

His hands move down to squeeze your waist, before he leans on top of you and breaks the kiss to give you a moment of breath, before immediately dipping his head back down to meet your lips once again, in a sweet kiss that he wishes could be everlasting.