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[burmecianblackmage]

￡ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.

Acts of Affection

It had been a calm morning so far, with neither of the two yet willing to wake up or, even more so unthinkable, leave their shared bed. And why should they? They had been blessed with a couple of days off from their respective work, being free to do as they pleased thus. And on this morning, that meant sleeping in and staying in bed, resting and relaxing in the calm of their bedroom.

Of course, last night it had still meant something entirely different, something much more active...

Which was, naturally, also the reason as to why these two were lying in bed without any clothes whatsoever as they slept soundly in each other’s embrace. And indeed, while they still preferred wearing something to bed usually, it was impressive just how comfortable they had already become in regards to being naked in the others presence, especially when one considered just how shy they both used to be in this regard...

And so they were lying there now, close to each other, with the Burmecian’s soft fur gently brushing against the Archer’s soft skin, both slumbering peacefully.

Both?

Well... not quite. For it appears that Maria had by now awoken slowly, and reveled in her beloved’s embrace, smiling happily as he still slept. She was comfortable in his arms, just as he felt comfortable near her, and for a good while, she’d just stay there, content and happy.

Eventually, she would however start to let her hand wander, down from the chest she had placed it against ever so gently, along his side, gently brushing over his pale gray fur as it went. She was taking her time, savoring the sensation as her hand continued, ultimately reaching it’s goal: The Burmecian’s rear.

First, she would just gently brush over it, chuckling contently as she did so. They had had quite a bit of fun last night, even trying out some new things they had read in a book. Things she was both curious about and had reservations about at the same time. So far however, she had indeed enjoyed them - well, most of them, anyway - so she couldn’t really complain.

Besides, the fact that her beloved could be so creative had always impressed her, and it was interesting to see said creativity flow into the bedroom as well...

She’d gently squeeze her dearest’s bum, wondering amusedly just what ideas he might still have in that head of his, and where they might lead them, before she allowed her hand to wander some more. It was almost as though she were petting his behind, at least until her fingers would glide higher once more, towards the base of his slender tail - and only miss it barely as they’d brush past. But surely, she’d get it when her fingers would glide lower again, and...

“Mmhm... are you looking for something, my love...?”

As the Black Mage’s voice sleepily rings out, Maria could feel her beloved’s tail softly brushing against her hip, teasingly remaining there even as she looked up at her beloved. Softly, she’d shake her head before she reached up, capturing her beloved’s lips in a gentle kiss.

“Good morning, Sceada...”

With a wake up like this, there was no doubt it would indeed proof to be a good morning for them both...

[riotxblade]

// Me a good person?  Lies.

[thepaintedmadman]

Too late.

I meme’d for you. >)

@artemisxbow

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⛄️

Winter & Holiday Starters

⛄️ – our muses build a snowman together

While she comfortable sleeveless, Beatrix was more than glad they had stopped at the local shop for the jacket.  Salamand was indeed festive for Christmas, and white with more than just a blanket of pure white snow.  Just what they were looking for.  With the airship, they were able to make it there before the day had passed.

“Coming here was a dazzling idea.  And it seems like we are not the only ones with a wish for snow,” Beatrix pointed out.  There were people all around.  Children, even adults, partaking in snowball fights, couples ice-skating, and the more adventurous were on their way to descend the mountain range.  As strange as it was, however, not a soul took advantage of building a snowman.

Until Maria suggested it.

Finding a place amidst the all the joyful chaos, the rebel and the general compiled clumps of delicate construction material.  Despite their hardened and military backgrounds, the two laughed and joked the entire time- be it from Beatrix’s’ accidental snow angel or both of their suggestions for what ‘trouble’ the two could find that evening in the town.  Soon, though, a very handsome snowman guarded the outskirts of Salamand.

The two looked over their not-so-hard work, assessing their creative skills.  (Or lack thereof.)  Eyes, check.  Nose check.  Arms, check...  

“He’s still missing something,”  she heard Maria say.  But looking their work over, Beatrix didn’t know what it could be.  As she stared at the snowman, she heard her rebel friend rustle about and begin to wrap something around the giant mass of snow.  Maria turned, satisfied with the outcome.  “There.”

She shook her head with a smile.  An eyepatch?

“I’ll find another twig,”  Beatrix laughed.  She continued with Maria’s questioning look.  “He needs a bow.”

[spiritus-eternal]

“Hnn--you are one of her warriors. I wonder what has brought you to my realm then, Huntress?”

}Thanks for a follow!{

[daemonflorescence]

@artemisxbow​

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It was always fun to surprise someone, especially with something as simple as a question. But it was not a question that she would have expected, given their interactions with one another, so far gone from the norm of what was discussed or talked about that it was as if he had blindsided her with the idea of something so mundane. 

And besides, it was a beautiful day.

“I suppose I don’t really look the part, do I?” He chuckled, shoulders rolling in a light shrug. “It really depends on my mood. Sometimes I enjoy a warmer drink, while other times I would want something a bit stronger.” Usually wanting something stronger, to be fair, but hot chocolate could be just as good at warming him up.

“Perfect. I’d rather stretch my legs than just waste away inside. Besides, who can say no to spending time with beautiful company on such a nice day?” Flashing a smile to her.

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@artemisxbow continued from X

Of course she’d stand her ground, why was he expecting anything else from her?

It hadn’t been even a month since he decided to return to the arms of his own family, a few weeks in the wilderness and the loneliness managed to become intensely maddening to a point where the former knight eventually came to the conclusion that he’d have to atone in some other way that didn’t involve isolating himself from civilization --- a decision he still was mulling over; was it the right choice, was it too soon?

[ ⸸ ] – “I’m not treating you like a child, alright? I got too much shit on my plate, I don’t have the energy to talk right now, much less explain myself.” He snorts with arms crossed, trying to play off as if there was nothing for Maria to really worry about. What a fucking idiot he was, Leon knew his own sister and she could be a persistent one.

And boy, did it show. With her stepping closer and closer, his gaze averted away from her, once cold violet eyes now full of guilt, a tinge of sadness even. Who am I kidding, I can’t play my way out of this around her. Silence hung in the air for what seemed to be a long time, Leon busy picking about his thoughts while trying to figure out what to say to her.

Where was he to begin? There was so much bothering him, so much he had hidden both mentally and physically from her and the others. Grief over their enemy, anger at the girl who played mind games with him, regret for the wrongdoings the knight had committed under the Palamecian name --- there was so much going on, how the hell was Leon supposed to unload it onto her?

He groans.

“Ugh, fine. You win.” He replies, eyes focused on the ground beneath them. “You want to know what’s up? Everything is so fucked, that’s what.” A sigh, followed by a hand running itself through navy locks, he’s nervous. “It all hurts, Maria. All of it.”

[imperialroseking]

//Wishes to be in Flangst. Has no idea how to enter.

[tenebraeya]

The more she was left to think about things, the more she realised all she had failed to do. She sat there, safe as she could be and surely that was better than danger? And yet she felt as if she’d managed to let all the people around her down in ways unimaginable and irreparable.

A war was raging and she was doing her best, and more than that she was trying to stay out of trouble and allow the people she cared for to do as they did; to take their risks and she believed in them being capable enough to do it... and yet, she was getting more and more anxious as each day passed and the amount of things they had to faced grew stronger and more bountiful. How much longer would they remain safe?

She had to find them (find him, save him) and make sure that everyone (from their world and without) would be safe. Sitting idle was no longer an option, and she knew there would be a mixture of relief and panic from both sides, but she lifted herself in the dead of night and stole through her glass tower of sorts to make her way out... to make her way to them.

Safe wasn’t an option anymore, because fortune favours the bold.

[nymphaxea-archivee]

{ 💧 one liner starter for @artemisxbow }

        “Good day to you miss! Are you in need of any assistance? I am a white mage...”

[jjillekkot]

Happy birthday! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

happy birthday 2k18 ! // @artemisxbow

Aw, thank you! It’s so nice to hear from you! I appreciate it so much ;; I hope you’re doing well.

[burmecianblackmage]

✗ Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.

Acts of Affection

To say that they had been enjoying their undisturbed evening together would be no more and no less than a great understatement. They had made the most of the time afforded to them together in their very own way, continuing to indulge in each other’s warmth and excitement until exhaustion would mercilessly sneak up on them.

But that did not have to mean that their evening was over just yet…

It had been Maria’s suggestion to share a bath together, offered while they both were cuddling together on the bed, naked and drenched in their sweat and other liquids, and it was one Sceada immediately agreed with. Not only had they caused an even bigger mess than they usually already did, going somewhat overboard with their indulgences and desires, no, it also promised to be the perfect ending to their evening, one that they both could enjoy.

As such the Burmecian had not hesitated to offer to draw the bath and prepare everything, while his beloved could rest a while longer, catching her breath from the rigorous and strenuous exercise her body had gotten - and in more ways than one, no less…

Indeed, their passion and lust had burned so fervently tonight, that when it is time for the Black Mage to call her, Maria finds herself still a bit wobbly on her legs, much to her amusement. And while she grins at the Burmecian, he too does smile at her, slowly stepping closer, until he can sweep the lovely Archer off her feet and into his arms.

Suffice to say that there would be plenty of kisses shared between the two while he’d carry her to the bath…

It is not long after that, that the two lovers are sitting in the bathtub, with Maria leaning back against Sceada’s chest while he sits behind her. His arms are nestled softly around her, offering further comfort to his beloved, as they both simply enjoyed the relaxing warmth of the water.

They would stay like that, without the need for any words, until the water would grow cold, finally prompting Maria to speak up:

“We… should probably start washing each other… and get out of the bath…”

“Mmhm… I know… but… I would rather stay like this for a while longer…”

“Oh you… As would I… but the water’s starting to get cold…”

“Well… I think I can fix that… just tell me when the temperature’s just right, my love…”

“Oh my… how crafty of you, my dear.”

And while Maria would shift slightly to seal her beloved’s lips with a passionate kiss, Sceada would use his magic to heat the water up again, allowing them to stay a while longer still…

When they finally do get out of the bath, both Maria and Sceada will feel too tired to take care of the mess they had caused - and so, rather than sleeping in their shared bed, the loving pair would find itself on the couch, in front of a gentle fire flickering in the fireplace, their naked bodies pressed snuggly against each other while they were wrapped into the warmest, softest blankets the could find…

It goes without saying that these two would both awake with a blessed smile on their lips come morning - and that they might continue where they had stopped the night before…

[riotxblade]

[thepaintedmadman]

∞ Keepsakes ∞ Project Flangst: Ties To The Great Scourge.

     When one had a lot of time on their hands, they sink to depravity, and listlessness.  So, what happens when one has an eternity to contemplate how useless existence was?  One could say regrets, even anger.  There was plenty for the painted madman who ascended to godhood to regret.  The first was not finishing the job in the colliery mines of Narshe.  

[Ambience: The Evil One]

    No.

     The plan was perfect---absolutely perfect.  Reclaim his most prized doll, and allow her to wreak havoc upon those who dared challenge him.  This would show them that his reign over the world would go unchallenged.  What Kefka had not counted on was the ethereal instability since he claimed the power of the Warring Triad to open ethereal tears to other worlds.

    No no no...!

     He was thwarted by the man with a scar on his face, and his friends from the other world.  He---along with that “pinhead” Locke were able to steal his precious doll yet again from his clutches.  Kefka refused to stand for that, which attributed to his current train of thought.

     No!  NO!  “NO!”

     That last “No” was spoken dialogue, and it echoed in the chamber.  Fingers curled onto his palms, drawing blood as Kefka seethed with rage.  So be it; if the do-gooders of his world would recruit champions from other realms, then he would bring others under the banner of chaos.  If they refused, then he would simply destroy them, just like everyone else that crossed his path.  They would all meet the same fate as Leo, and as Gestahl.  None would escape the God of Magic’s wrath.   The question was, who would he choose?  A thought that was lost in his growing tantrum.

     “She was mine.  She was mine!  How dare they make a mockery of me!  I will show them just who is in charge.  The laughing is going to stop.  Because now we’re going to play by my rules.”  The anger at last began to subside, and there it was again---the sadistic smile that had one voice only: to destroy everything.  All that was left was Kefka’s simper as he vanished to find his next target.

     “Heh...heh...heh.”     ~

OoC Addendum under the cut:

This is a plot call that also ties into “Project Flangst” our unaffiliated plotline that spans across many ideas and fandoms---though primarily Final Fantasy.  It is intended for multiple participants, the likes of which are free to group up as they wish and treat it however they would like, though the basis is on events that have transpired over the course of our collective roleplaying tenure.  You are more than happy to participate, or ask questions.  And now, I shall tag the appropriate people who are directly involved in this, or would like to be involved, and even those who want something more specific for them, which will also be included in my tags as a separate rant.  If that word vomit made no sense at all, just consider it an excuse to bother my ass on my muses okay?  >) This is me, branching out.

@riotxblade, @not-a-rogue (Lou is an exception: all her muses are fair game including Ignis @anxlyticum ) @thepricewasright, @chereceles, @royalxshock (When RL doesn’t get to you Eggy;I know you have a wedding in the works. <3), @runexxknight , @girlinthemagitekarmor , @tenebraeya , @artemisxbow , @imperialroseking, @burmecianblackmage, @ladyharken, @armigerxarsenal, @antisocialsavant (The last two being my muses of course.)

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