#oc: phrixus orestes

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝕾𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖓 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Figured my warrior man here needed some… acknowledgment after sometime. He has also been added to the “ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ”.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams.

TW // SMUT/NSFW, Google Translation.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐏𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐱𝐮𝐬 𝐎𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬

A mountainous Spartan that just loves being by your side. Can never truly get rid of him.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜/𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜:

Straight off the bat, his presence is frightening to be around. His shadow engulfs other shadows, like he eats them. So it’s quite realistic when you run/shuffle away when you spot him. When he’s sees you? It’s a straight shot for him. Someone in his way? They almost get ran over by him or get shoved to the side. They are not as important as you, minima angelum(tiny/little angel.)

While he stands by your side. He’ll death glare at anybody that comes to close for his liking and it could be someone in a damn tower. He’s going to glare up at them with the heat of a thousand suns. How dare one be in the area with a deity such as you? How dare one approach what is his?

He does try to speak to you in his language. Trying to get to know you better with words rather than slow, processing actions, but it seems like you were always adamant with speaking to him. Always speaking to him in a different language and he can’t tell if you are teasing him with it or not.

Whenever he reunites with you again? He pulls you in for a breathtaking kiss. It has you filling all woozy and buzzed, you forget where you are sometimes. It makes you dependent on his strength to hold you up next to him and the warrior does it. Every. Single. Time. It drives you crazy, but it earns him a very needy deity to return to or a very challenging one.

The challenge consists of stealing his cloak away from him and avoid him as much as you can. Something like capture the flag, but just capture the cloak instead. Playing with him like he was bull and you were the Matador. It usually ends with him pinning you down on a surface with his cloak wrapped snuggly around you, laughing up at him at the small, childish game you challenge him with.

Speaking of the cloak, he’ll give it to you and only you like a gentleman. Wrapping it around your shoulders comfortably. Watching as you nuzzle into it on inhale his scent. He won’t admit it that he loves your scent. Loves when you give it back and it smells just like you.

𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥/𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭:

When I said this man loves your scent? He loves your scent. He’ll have his nose in your neck anytime he could get. Whether if you are sleeping, training or simply just standing there. He’s nuzzling his nose in your neck and core. If he has to smeared his face with your juices to get your scent on him? So be it, he’s eating breakfast, lunch and dinner today.

When you two fight either by training or disagreeing with one another it riles him up. He knows he should settle this matter in a more… civilized manner, but you just look so beautifully angry at him. He can’t help, but pin you to the nearest surface and shove his c*ck through your folds raw.

Walls, he loves pressing you up against walls. It keeps you from running away from him. It also keeps you trapped, still where he wants you to be. It gives him almost more movement, but for you? You stuck on his c*ck until he’s finished with you.

Oh, tie him up and ride him, I dare you. He’ll be so quick to break from his bonds and have you on your back with your knees up to your shoulders as you cry out to him while he growls and snarls in you ear. Pissed that he fell for your seduction to tease him out of all the things? Oh he’ll make sure you can’t walk for the next moon.

Did I tell you this warrior loves to breed? Well I did now. He wants nothing more than to pass on his attributes and your divinity through both of your lineage, but no matter how long he stays inside of you. How many’s days he overstimulates you. You never seem to get pregnant like he wants :(

[kit-williams]

Oh

𝕾𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖓 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Figured my warrior man here needed some… acknowledgment after sometime. He has also been added to the “ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ”.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams.

TW // SMUT/NSFW, Google Translation.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐏𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐱𝐮𝐬 𝐎𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬

A mountainous Spartan that just loves being by your side. Can never truly get rid of him.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜/𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜:

Straight off the bat, his presence is frightening to be around. His shadow engulfs other shadows, like he eats them. So it’s quite realistic when you run/shuffle away when you spot him. When he’s sees you? It’s a straight shot for him. Someone in his way? They almost get ran over by him or get shoved to the side. They are not as important as you, minima angelum(tiny/little angel.)

While he stands by your side. He’ll death glare at anybody that comes to close for his liking and it could be someone in a damn tower. He’s going to glare up at them with the heat of a thousand suns. How dare one be in the area with a deity such as you? How dare one approach what is his?

He does try to speak to you in his language. Trying to get to know you better with words rather than slow, processing actions, but it seems like you were always adamant with speaking to him. Always speaking to him in a different language and he can’t tell if you are teasing him with it or not.

Whenever he reunites with you again? He pulls you in for a breathtaking kiss. It has you filling all woozy and buzzed, you forget where you are sometimes. It makes you dependent on his strength to hold you up next to him and the warrior does it. Every. Single. Time. It drives you crazy, but it earns him a very needy deity to return to or a very challenging one.

The challenge consists of stealing his cloak away from him and avoid him as much as you can. Something like capture the flag, but just capture the cloak instead. Playing with him like he was bull and you were the Matador. It usually ends with him pinning you down on a surface with his cloak wrapped snuggly around you, laughing up at him at the small, childish game you challenge him with.

Speaking of the cloak, he’ll give it to you and only you like a gentleman. Wrapping it around your shoulders comfortably. Watching as you nuzzle into it on inhale his scent. He won’t admit it that he loves your scent. Loves when you give it back and it smells just like you.

𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥/𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭:

When I said this man loves your scent? He loves your scent. He’ll have his nose in your neck anytime he could get. Whether if you are sleeping, training or simply just standing there. He’s nuzzling his nose in your neck and core. If he has to smeared his face with your juices to get your scent on him? So be it, he’s eating breakfast, lunch and dinner today.

When you two fight either by training or disagreeing with one another it riles him up. He knows he should settle this matter in a more… civilized manner, but you just look so beautifully angry at him. He can’t help, but pin you to the nearest surface and shove his c*ck through your folds raw.

Walls, he loves pressing you up against walls. It keeps you from running away from him. It also keeps you trapped, still where he wants you to be. It gives him almost more movement, but for you? You stuck on his c*ck until he’s finished with you.

Oh, tie him up and ride him, I dare you. He’ll be so quick to break from his bonds and have you on your back with your knees up to your shoulders as you cry out to him while he growls and snarls in you ear. Pissed that he fell for your seduction to tease him out of all the things? Oh he’ll make sure you can’t walk for the next moon.

Did I tell you this warrior loves to breed? Well I did now. He wants nothing more than to pass on his attributes and your divinity through both of your lineage, but no matter how long he stays inside of you. How many’s days he overstimulates you. You never seem to get pregnant like he wants :(