#also we did talk about io's ability to say fuck recently. so here she says it twice lmao

[coldshrugs]

something to talk about

pairing: io laithe / estinien varlineau word count: 1223 rating: explicit - minors do not interact note: a sequel to the prompt "sorry, were you sleeping?", in which estinien is a tease and io is an easy mark. happy valentione's!

“Where, pray, do you think you’re going?”

Io sits atop the wooden table in a shirt that is now cold and damp and hanging off one shoulder, facing Estinien head-on. In her chest, arousal and annoyance burn in equal measure, evident in the rapid, shallow breaths she fights to control. Her aches (minor as they are) have been forgotten entirely, replaced with an immediate need to have his hands on her body.

He stands just out of her reach, silver-white hair shadowing his eyes and draping his shoulders. Io fixates on his lips drawing into a smirk, and her simmering desire threatens to boil over. She swallows thickly.

Estinien steps closer, tugging the curtain closed in a rough motion–it would be inappropriate to be seen by the entire settlement. The camp is talkative.

“Perhaps I enjoy seeing you like this.” A broad, calloused hand drifts from her knee to her thigh, leaving embers in its wake. He parts her legs and moves into the space between them. “Brash and fiery. Just for us–” He kisses her exposed shoulder so softly the touch feels imagined. “–for me.”

He sinks to his knees.

She watches, enamored by the directness of his touch, as he pushes her shirt out of the way and lifts one of her legs over his shoulder, holding it in place with a firm grasp. His fingers slide through her folds once, twice, marveling at the slickness pooled there. 

"Do you want me?" The question is superfluous. Io meets his eyes, storm-gray, an echo of her own need; she nods. He presses a tender kiss on her hip. "Should we move to the bed, or would you have me right here?"

Her hand curls around his neck, nails grazing his skin. "Here," she says, "now."

Estinien responds with an approving hum. He holds her apart, and fiery is an understatement; his tongue meets her skin and she ignites. Io’s head rolls back, dark tresses brushing the table.

There is no regaining composure now, not over her breathing, and certainly not over her movements. His grip is iron–she writhes but he does not let her budge. She feels exactly what he wants her to feel: his arm wrapped around her thigh, the soft pressure of his tongue circling her clit, his heated breath as he pulls away to readjust them just so, a testing kiss right against her entrance. He flicks his tongue inside and groans, rough and resonant. 

Watching is no longer an option. Io squeezes her eyes shut, his name falling from her lips in little whimpers.

Estinien, Estinien, Estinien.

Her nightshirt hangs off one arm, and half her chest is exposed. Estinien is unrelenting. His lips and teeth nip at her inner thigh while two fingers press into her, providing the friction she desperately craves–the friction he controls. His thumb brushes her clit, quick light strokes she wishes she could chase. She rides the edge of bliss as long as she can stand.

"Estinien, please, I–"

His mouth returns, sucking ravenously while he strokes. His fingers curl, and Io comes with a strangled gasp as her back meets the table, shivering against his hands and mouth. He slows but lingers, seeing that each ripple of heated pleasure melts into another until her leg hangs limp around his shoulder.

Estinien stands and leans over the table, hovering inches above her. He kisses her temple, her cheek, and her still-closed eyes. “Shall I leave you to sleep?”

“Gods, no.” She hooks her legs around his waist and pulls him in, pushing herself up to kiss him properly. She tastes herself on his tongue, mingling with his usual sweetness. “Now I have something for you, too.”

Her hands brush the front of his trousers, toying with the leather laces. She cups him, rubbing his already-stiff cock through the fabric. He leans into her, eyes fluttering closed, and the wooden table groans under their combined weight. Io pulls a string gingerly, looking up at him for permission to continue.

“Yes.” A strained growl.

He removes his shirt while she unties his pants, pushing them past his hips. Candlelight dances across his skin and in his mussed hair. Io bites back the urge to tell him how beautiful he looks, cast in orange-gold light, already panting, barely holding onto the leash of his restraint. She strokes him with a deft hand, as familiar with his tells as he is with hers. The hitching breath, the white knuckle grip. This was his game, was it not?

Io slides the tip of his cock into her cunt, then cups his chin. She murmurs against his lips, “come on, then.”

Estinien moves. A shared gasp, swallowed by a kiss. His lips are swollen and tender, but he cannot keep them off her. When they break apart, he roams to her neck, her bare breast, whispering platitudes against her skin. Soft words punctuated by the wet heat of his tongue.

Her hands wander over his shoulders and back, delighting in the way his muscles shift and bunch with each thrust. She has the freedom to move with him now, though finding purchase is not easy. Io grinds against him, hips moving in little circles as he fills her. Estinien moans above her and grips the nape of her neck firmly.

His voice turns to gravel, merely a string of muttered curses and her name in between. He is obscene, cheeks flush red, brows knit, trying to hold on just a moment longer. Their movements align, and his cock brushes that soft, swollen place within her. 

"Fuck!" Io arches, groaning through the blinding release.

Estinien follows her down with a stuttered moan, bucking wildly, then collapses on her chest. Io envelopes him, holding tight with arms and legs. She hums something barely audible, a folksong from Dalmasca she lost the words for years ago, but his contented sigh is the only accompaniment this music needs. Her fingers play in his hair until his breathing slows.

They stay like that for some time, uncaring for the table creaking beneath them. The peace is comfortable, filled with unvoiced affection. Chaste kisses pressed to indecent bits of skin, hands exploring with no destination in mind. Estinien breaks the quiet with a muffled chuckle.

"What is it, my love?"

"You're beginning to sound like me." He traces her jaw with his nose and kisses her softly. "Who knew a filthy word from such a beautiful mouth would so easily undo me."

Io rolls her eyes. "Surely that's not the first time you've heard me curse in all these years."

"A handful of times, perhaps, and in anger. Never like that."

Looking more than a little pleased with himself, Estinien rises and lifts her with ease from where she lies. He walks them slowly to the small bed in the corner.

"Will you stay with me?" She asks. Her head is heavy on his shoulder. She's well and truly tired now. Sleep is moments away.

"You know they'll talk." Their relationship is no secret, but privacy is an invaluable commodity they can barely afford as it is. The "retired" Warrior of Light and Azure Dragoon together–they really should have expected a fuss.

"Gossip runs rampant already." Io kisses his cheek, a final request. "So fuck it. Stay."

He blows out the candle, and they crawl into bed.

[thatlittledandere]

I was tagged twice so I’ll smash both sets of questions here and only make one myself (one set, not one question) (also I’m putting a cut under the rules this is gonna be long let’s hope it’ll work on mobile too)

Rules: Always post the rules. Answer the questions asked, then write eleven new ones. Tag eleven people to answer your questions as well as the person who tagged you.

Let’s take @magiccatprincess‘s questions first :>

1. What’s the food you’d never give up?

oh gosh... I don’t know? Sorry D:

2. What’s your favorite anime opening?

FUCK this how is a poor me supposed to choose... No clue let’s say Dragon Ball GT (English) opening because it holds a lot of sentimental value.

3. Do you believe in aliens?

I mean I suck at math but it must be pretty bloody unlikely that in the whole wide universe we’re the only living organisms.

4. How about ghosts?

No except when I hear people’s stories firsthand, then I do. Then I’ll go back to not believing in like thirty minutes lmao

5. Which fictional universe would you like to live in?

You don’t understand how much thought I’ve put into this ever since elementary school!! I always try to pick those where normal civilians (not the heroes the stories focus on) are relatively safe. At the moment I could mention Boueibu because it’s very much our world + intergalactic television which the background plebs don’t know about. And there would be a chance to meet my faves, if just off-screen :D

6. Which fictional character would you like to meet and why?

Alright you know what? You know what. Karamatsu. I would fucking meet fucking Karamatsu I don’t give a shit let me test my limits with the blue sequin man.

Fucking hell

7. Got any fanfic recs?

DO I

I have too many and I’ve already screamed about my faves before (hey I’ll add the link again)

I discovered Matsustuck recently and it’s great, it captures the overall atmosphere of BOTH OSOMATSU-SAN AND HOMESTUCK PERFECTLY  and holy shit

8. Ever read a line in fanfic that made you reconsider canon?

Most likely? Can’t think of any examples atm but yeah I’m pretty sure I have at some point.

9. Which super power would you like?

I’ll never give up on my dream of being able to fly miss me with that reasoning of why so many abilities would be ore useful

10. Are you good with kids?

No;;; A few years ago I was an instructor on a few children’s camps and they went pretty well but usually, no. Babies are known to start crying from glancing at my face.

11. Ever ate an insect?

We’ve all been kids so most likely yea

Then to @floweryuu‘s part ^^ 

1. What’s your favourite character

this dude right here with his ugly-ass sunglasses

2. What’s your favourite video game if you play them

I’m not sure what the official definition of a video game is but Mystic Messenger? If mobile games don’t count then Undertale I guess. I don’t play much ^^;

3. Any Anime reconmendation?

I was on a massive Lovely Complex mood yesterday so I’ll rec it! It’s my favorite romantic comedy that goes from rivals to friends to unrequited crush to a couple and doesn’t end in the getting together, and it’s an absolute delight the whole time :D plus Seiko the best girl

4. This may sound weird but what do you think about mashed potatoes on hotdogs?

I’ve never heard of this what the fuck

5. Do you like pringles?

OH YES ABSOLUTELY

6. What’s your favourite flower?

I love dandelions please don’t be a bitch and tell me they’re weeds I’ve grown up surrounded by adults I know

7. What do you think of Ryuu zaou?

He’s adorable and wonderful and I’d love to befriend him but I have good canon reasons to believe he acts very differently around girls than his male friends and no I don’t want him to play this Charismatic Mr. Worlwide I want the real dorky hothead

8. What do you think about Ryuu in dresses/skirts?

He looks great in them and apparently feels too, he should wear them more often

9. What about him in flowers in his hair?

I’m sensing a pattern here really one of Ryuu’s best qualities is how he embraces everything cute and pretty without shame so of course flowers in his hair is great

10. Favourite moment in anime?

Is this about... any anime in general... or something specific? we all know what that something specific is Not that it really matters Ryuu and Io having a massive fight that was basically all “no I love you more” is the greatest thing to happen in animation history

11. What’s your favourite thing you own can be anything?

Oh FUCK idk my denim backpack?? Do I even own it strictly speaking it’s mom’s and I just took a liking to it a few years ago and have been holding it ever since and it’s not like mom got it in COMPLETELY convenient way either, somebody had left it in a locker room in a school she used to go to and it was there for weeks and nobody seemed to miss it so mom just picked it up

ok my questions then!

Who’s the first fictional crush you remember having?

Name one of your favorite artists, the field of art and whether they’re a professional or not doesn’t count

Can you swim?

How many languages do you speak?

Do you have irl friends you can talk about fandoms with?

Do you enjoy dating sims or character x reader fics?

What kind of music did you like as a kid and do you still like it now?

What do you think was the cringiest hairstyle you’ve ever had?

What was your first social media account?

What’s something you’re always ready to learn more about?

Do you have a song you listen to when you’re feeling bad or need to calm down?

Ok I’ll tag you two back, then @kuudessilma, @crazy-grrrl-on-the-computer, @amateurcatalyst, @angry-jewish-magical-girl, @president-frankenstein, @mercysorrows, @kissanpiru, @wildelectrictype and @lightlysaltedpretzle