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Una’to had been pacing about, trying to stay in control of himself as he was getting everything ready. The apartment was tidied, the letters placed. Kina, his fox kit had enough food and water to last until Nezh’a came back to the apartment in his absence. Neffie was watching him with an increasingly bored look. Usually they would have been at each other by now, so it was clear that her annoyance was growing as he triple checked everything one last time before putting Kina in a the bathroom to sleep on some soft towels and blankets.

With a jump and a snap he’s pinned against the wall by Neffie, his ears perking and his thoughts disrupting with such a demand. He was trying so hard not to bite her already and his weakness is starting to leak through. “Neffie, do you really want that? It will hurt more than any other time I’ve bitten you and I don’t think I can help myself if I do. I’ll at least try to give you equal pleasure to pain”. With that he leans in placing soft kisses on her neck. Over and over and over. Waiting for an answer, real permission from her to know what sort of bite she wants, teasing her some and as best as he can to keep the dryness in his throat from controlling him. Daring it.

a continuation of this meme: ( x ). as requested by anon. warning: these can be a bit crude.

“If you keep talking, I have no idea what I’ll do to you.”

“Unclench your fist unless it’s going up my ass.”

“Complain that you’re cold again and I’ll make sure you feel heated.”

“It’s two AM! You better be here for a booty call.”

“What is with you?! Stop leaning in so close to me!”

“NO ONE TELLS ME WHAT TO DO UNLESS WE’RE IN BED.”

“You better shut up, or I’ll do it for you.”

“I fucking hate you! Stop looking at me all sexy.”

“Let go of my shirt, unless you plan on ripping it off.”

“Kiss my ass.” / “Suck my ass.”

“Fight me! With your mouth! On my mouth!”

“If you turn your back on me again, you better be bending over.”

“Oh, so you wanna wrestle? Take your clothes off then!”

“You say ‘I hate you’, but all I hear is ‘fuck me’.” 

“Stop cleaning already! There are better things for you to do on your knees.”

“You think you’re the boss of me just because you’re hot?!”

“You can take your middle finger and shove it up my ass.”

“If you keep yelling at me, I’m going to have to punish you.”

“Why’d you push me up against the wall?!”

“I can’t STAND when you look at me with those long eyelashes.”

“Stop biting your lip and bite me instead!”

Una’to flinches away from her covering the spot the blood is leaking from. Best to hide it in case it’s black. “Sorry Neffie. I can take care of it, it doesn’t seem to long or deep a a scratch. It will probably stop on it’s own soon,” or so he silently prays.

He wracks his brain silently, wondering where the cut could have come from. His face pensive as he retraces the last few minutes in his mind. I was probably on a stray piece of metal when he cut through the alleyway on his way home.

“I’m sure ye would like that, but let’s get this taken care of first, eh?” she mutters, placing him onto the couch and reaching for a pouch on her side, popping it open with ease. Being in her line of work meant that she was.... Very prone to injury herself, so she made sure to keep a first aid kit on her at all times. People liked to call her a stupid pirate, and she felt that even Una’to felt that way about her sometimes, but she just laughed it off. “If I was stupid I’d be dead already.” She muttered, just barely above a whisper.

“Now, hold still, Tuna.” She demanded, as she started to unfurl the bandage. “An’ no cryin’ when I go t’ disinfect it, like ye’ used to.” She said with a chuckle. Teasing him was always so fun, and so easy. After all, she was there for, what he considered, some of the most embarrassing parts of his life. She had all the ammunition he ever needed.

The Basics ––– –

Age: 25

Birthday: 5th sun of the 4th Umbral Moon (August 5th)

Race: Sunseeker Miqo’te

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Pansexual

Marital Status: Single

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Black with stormy purple highlights

Eyes: Silver

Height: 5'0”

Build: Like an acrobat

Distinguishing Marks: Triple cheek marks with a scar through the right set, reflective silver eyes, covered in tattoos, dreads

Common Accessories: A black leather choker, bandaged hands, hair beads

Personal ––– –

Profession: Pirate, Ala Mhigan Rebel

Hobbies:  Sex, drinking, getting into arguments, fighting, playing games

Languages: Eorzean

Residence: Wherever the sea takes her

Birthplace: Ala Mhigo

Patron Deity: Rhalgr

Fears: Getting close to others, being embarrassed in front of her crew, failure

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Her father is somewhere in Ala Mhigo, her mother died when she was 3

Siblings: Two older brothers

Other Relatives: @song-of-glass, her adoptive older sister

Pets: None

Traits ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extrovert / Ambivert / Introvert

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded /In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable /In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: Yes

Drugs: Yes

Alcohol: Yes

RP Hooks ––– –

Pirate: Neffie is the captain of her own pirate crew, though she recently got caught and is doing her time in the Maelstrom until she can find her ship and crew again. 

Neerdowell: Neffie is a scoundrel, ruffian, and frequently has run ins with the law. She very much follows that Pirates of the Carribean mindset. “Laws? They’re more like guidelines than actual rules!”

Broken: Neffie is just kind of coasting along in life, doing whatever she feels like in order to try to smother the pain deep within her. She was born just before the fall of Ala Mhigo, and her mother was an early casualty of the Garleans. She lived with her father and the rest of her roaming clan, until she was 7, when they tried to sneak back in. She was taken by the Garleans as punishment to her clan, and put into a camp to try to brainwash her against her people. She was resistant to it, and escaped with a few other kids, living on their own in the wilderness before getting caught again at 13 and thrown on a transport ship. The captives rebelled and took the ship, which is how her life at sea started. 

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