#dewdippedshrimp ; yelan
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" see, normally people run AWAY from danger... who are you, again? other than the craziest person i've ever met. "
First meeting: accepting
Running? She'd get nothing done if the first sign of danger stopped her, it never had and it never will, though she does recognise that now she's off of work- she had no restrictions to go by and fell back to recklessness. Her polearm is immediately put back in place, no longer feeling the need to fight given that the path is clear for her. Sure, she struggled given the sudden abyss mage but she's alright given...she's not dead! "Running from it does no good- I mean, come on, people die from literally everything. Ladder accidents and all- but it doesn't stop em from using it, right? As long as you have something to do- danger shouldn't stop you. Plus- I gotta get through, so the hilichurls gotta go...I'm Shanice though, I'm surprised I got a title that grand so soon, it's lovely making your acquaintance. You are?"
#dewdippedshrimp#yelan vc: there's something horribly off about you#shanice vc: haha yeah. i get that sometimes.#v. ( a hobby can be beating up treasure hoarders for rare books. )
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@dewdippedshrimp asked:
“are you gonna be good for me?”
“Yes...” Yoimiya promised she’d be good, practically begging on her knees before Yelan. The other sat on a chair facing her, and all Yoimiya wanted was to kiss between her legs. Actually, probably more than that. She slid her hands up Yelan’s thighs, with her eyes firmly trained on her goal, only once flicking up to look for her consent. Her permission. “I’ll be so good. Please, may I...?”
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"Who, me? What would I have to confess?" Plenty of things, actually, and she's starting to feel the pressure...
@hanabimiya
"Huh? I just woke up..."
"...not you. Unless you have something to confess this morning?"
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@dewdippedshrimp | call
“you almost had me worried about you, yelan.”
almost, because the tianquan knew that yelan was more than capable of surviving what could be thrown at her. and yet, that worry had still breached ningguang’s mind as the days had passed. the chasm’s dangers were likely to be numerous, yes, but yelan had always come back in a very timely manner previously.
to disappear for days on end without an informant making their way back was unusual. concerning.
“while i am glad to see you, we both know the question would come up, so...” a scarlet eye opened, ningguang forcing her shoulders to relax, her voice lowering into a gentler tone. “...have you found what you were looking for?”
#dewdippedshrimp#— ❛❛ // 𝐢. 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗻𝗴 ¦ ᵗᶦᵃⁿᵠᵘᵃⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᶦʸᵘᵉ ᵠᶦˣᶦⁿᵍ ・ 「 ic post ! 」#— ❛❛ // 𝐫𝐢❜𝐚𝐡 ¦ ᵗʰᵉʸ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵃᵗᵗˡᵉ ᶜʳʸ ・ 「 closed starter ! 」#— ❛❛ // 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 ¦ ⁿᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈˢ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃⁿᶜᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶦⁿ ᵐʸ ʷᵃʸ ・ 「 main / default ! 」
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@dewdippedshrimp asked:
"you sound so pretty when you moan"
Yoimiya was an absolute slave for the attention Yelan was giving her. How could she not be, when the other teased her in the most delicious ways, keeping her prize just out of reach? She couldn’t even really move to reach for it, bound as she was to the bed; her wrists were tied to the headboard so she would remain face-down, so all she could do for it was to put herself shamelessly on display for Yelan to do whatever she wanted with her. She was ever so eager to please, though, and she knew she would get rewarded for her patience. Or, rather, whatever remained of it.
What was really unfair to her was that Yelan could please both her and herself in any way she wanted-- Yoimiya could only receive what she was given. And, while she loved every bit of it, she wanted to touch Yelan, too-- feel her, taste her, anything that would earn her approval and her pleasure.
“Ahhh, Yelan, please...!” she gasped. Her mind was already a fog from the sweet, sweet torture of the other’s still-gloved fingers gliding against her folds, just threatening to breach her before moving back to slowly circling her clit. She couldn’t stand it. “Please, please, please, more--” Her keen was so desperate, but no matter how hard she tried, Yelan wouldn’t push her fingers in. Not yet.
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"Mommy? Sorry, Mommy? Sorry--" Wow, maybe she ought to tone it down a little....
@dewdippedshrimp
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dewdippedshrimp.
“A good example of the saying ‘there are two kinds of people.’“
she bows her head respectfully and with discern for those unfortunate enough to earn such attention ; leading example being yelan herself. “ it’s a shame others see us as pillars to quench their needs. all we wish to do is live and get by, am i wrong ? ”
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