Dreams of the Fallen

He chuckled softly, but oblingingly joined her, laying more kisses across her skin. He personally didn’t see himself as the tender sort, though the part of him he would rather not acknowledge lent its own opinion to the matter on an unconscious level, making it easier to be sweet and even tender.

The feeling of the softness of his lips against her skin reminded her vaguely of petals, but there was a little more force behind the action to be as gentle as a flower. There was always a slight bit of roughness in his actions. Something unmistakenly Amon that it only served to endear him to her. “You know I want you,” she replied, peering up at him fondly. It wasn’t like she’d be naked under him otherwise.

He didn’t bother to agree to the obvious, and kept from his mind how conflicted it made him feel at moments; to be wanted, to be needed when he had worked for millennia to the intended end of all life on Etheirys only to be thwarted in the end due to a sundered soul who had touched and influenced his own since the star was a complete whole.

“Oh don’t be so sensitive.” He wrinkled his nose at her. “This is certainly one of my more….carnal experiments, and it seems to me you’re enjoying it just as much as I am.” He gave a soft snort and half-shut his eyes as he moved to join her. “A softy? Now we’re just trading insults, are we?” He knew–or thought he knew–that she was just teasing him, and he tried to push aside the weird mix of emotions that invoked in him to concentrate on what was before him rather than what she’d just said.

Somehow she didn’t think it was her who was being sensitive in this scenario. Amara didn’t have the heart to start an argument with him now though. She suspected this merely stemmed from his jealousy over Elidibus and there wasn’t much she could do about that other than reassure him. “I am,” she relented, because she was mostly always honest about her feelings. At least when it came to her feelings about him. Her arms wrapped around him, her fingers playing with the hair on the nape of his neck affectionately.

He chuckled softly, but oblingingly joined her, laying more kisses across her skin. He personally didn't see himself as the tender sort, though the part of him he would rather not acknowledge lent its own opinion to the matter on an unconscious level, making it easier to be sweet and even tender.

“Hm…yes, I suppose that’s true.” He chuckled, letting her undress him without giving more than the minimal assistance except when he seemed worried that something she was doing might undo any of her healing. As much as he enjoyed control, if it came at the cost of his pleasure in a situation like this, he was apparently too selfish to risk it.

"Oh don't be so sensitive." He wrinkled his nose at her. "This is certainly one of my more....carnal experiments, and it seems to me you're enjoying it just as much as I am." He gave a soft snort and half-shut his eyes as he moved to join her. "A softy? Now we're just trading insults, are we?" He knew--or thought he knew--that she was just teasing him, and he tried to push aside the weird mix of emotions that invoked in him to concentrate on what was before him rather than what she'd just said.

He tilted his head, looking at her with half-lidded eyes and licked his lips. “Well….that sounds doable.” The darkness of the void briefly enveloped them, though they were through to the other side of the Ascian teleportation before she could take any harm from the passage between.

"Hm...yes, I suppose that's true." He chuckled, letting her undress him without giving more than the minimal assistance except when he seemed worried that something she was doing might undo any of her healing. As much as he enjoyed control, if it came at the cost of his pleasure in a situation like this, he was apparently too selfish to risk it.

“Haah….” He looked down at her looking up at him, and he shivered his pleasure at the sight. Go further….he licked his lips and reached out to stroke her cheek as she stroked him. It really stoked his ego to see her on her knees, to know she did it because he wanted it. Yet, he couldn’t find it in himself to make it all about him. A part of him squirmed in discomfort at the idea; a part of him he wanted to ignore and deny, but could not.

“It’s okay to be selfish every once in awhile…But I imagine you’d like to use that card in other areas rather than in bed,” Amara mused gently. The woman strongly suspected that once he got around to visiting Azys Lla his attention was going to be pulled in that direction rather than her. Which was fine. It was just what she was going to suggest him using it on. Since she was inevitably going to get drawn away the second everyone knew she was battle ready again. With a smile, she nuzzled into the hand stroking her cheek and hummed thoughtfully. What did she want?

He tilted his head, looking at her with half-lidded eyes and licked his lips. "Well....that sounds doable." The darkness of the void briefly enveloped them, though they were through to the other side of the Ascian teleportation before she could take any harm from the passage between.

Feeling his fingers flex in her hair, she was nice enough to pick up the pace of her movements. Amara still intended on teasing him when she could, of course, as it was only natural for her to give him a hard time. Sometimes she couldn’t help being a brat and the more noises he made, the better.

"Haah...." He looked down at her looking up at him, and he shivered his pleasure at the sight. Go further....he licked his lips and reached out to stroke her cheek as she stroked him. It really stoked his ego to see her on her knees, to know she did it because he wanted it. Yet, he couldn't find it in himself to make it all about him. A part of him squirmed in discomfort at the idea; a part of him he wanted to ignore and deny, but could not.

He snickered softly. “So maybe I’m eager too.” He admitted. “It’s so flattering to know you want me just as much, dear Amara.” He purred her name and licked his lips when she said she loved to please, tilting his head slightly to welcome her lips along his jawline. His breath shuddered unsteadily as she trailed her way down his body, biting his own lip with anticipation. This just never seemed to get old as she touched and caressed his skin. Like rain after a long drought.

It was fun to see Amon so eager. This man, who had threatened their world, their star, humbled in such an openly raw manner. It pleased her to see him like this. To know she was the only one who could cause such chaos in him. Such vulnerability. She loved him, of course, but her love had a lot of complex layers to it. Enjoying him with his rights and wrongs was all part of that. Which included worshipping him and enjoying all the delicious groans of pleasure he made, all thanks to her.