💕 I get dirty thoughts about you 💕

There’s a shudder down his spine as his partner purrs such praise back at him, only to show off sharpened teeth at him and then bite at his neck just enough to hurt. He knows that in the past that he’s the one that’s taken the reins, the one who has shown Deitrich a good time and let the witch relax, but if Dei keeps going like this, he’s not sure he’ll be able to keep up with this bravado he presents all the time.

Hands slip underneath his coat, and though it may have not been visible before, it wouldn’t be all that difficult to find a few of the hidden daggers that the heavy fabric conceals and makes him still look like the ever flamboyant and sashaying figure he always is. The hand that’s under Dei’s shirt moves now to brush his fingers along his stomach, gentle, in a way their previous nights weren’t, while his other hand shifts to inside rest on Dei’s inner thigh.

“Do you want to take this slow or do want this to be fast?” He breathes out; it’s the first time he hasn’t just taken control.

⤗ Deitrich follows the bite up with a smaller, gentler kiss. It’s unusual that Raphael isn’t jumping into this, but Deitrich can take the lead if he needs to. Besides, he’s never been much of a pillow princess.

There’s definitely a lot of daggers under that coat, but they’ll just get shed with the coat that Deitrich’s trying to push off the pirate’s shoulders right now. Hopefully Raphael doesn’t feel the need to keep any of those on his person around Deitrich, though the witch won’t be offended if one is snatched.

Usually controlled breaths stagger and pitch, like a sail fluttering in the winds of an oncoming storm. His head tilts slightly away from the kisses leading up his neck, followed by a bite just shy of his ear. It makes him all too compliant to remove his captain's coat, his hands moving away from Deitrich for but a moment in order to let the fabric completely rest behind him instead of draping merely around his arms.

It's rare that he lets someone else take the lead, rare that he lets another keep a hold over him, rare that he lets someone take the reins on him. But a part of him can't help it. It feels instinctive, feels natural to give in, to lean into Deitrich's touch, to let him feel the fluttering pulse of a dead man given life and Truth for but a moment yet again.

⤗ “You might be able to,” he says softly. Lips graze light along Raphael’s neck in response, just a hint of what he really wants. He knows it’s a bad idea to keep doing this when he’s not sure what Raphael wants out of their relationship, but sometimes you just can’t help yourself.

some kairos things because ah hah, suuuure.

sinday information on corsiva

Though pansexual, Corsiva is a hard woman to impress when it comes to wining and dining her. She has been, perhaps not spoiled but rather brought up in an environment where getting everything she wanted was just something she worked for nearly with her family, so simply giving her it makes her her question your intent. Unless she already knows you, she will think you’re handing her poison or a bomb.

She thoroughly haaaaates giving up control to ANYBODY, especially in bed. Even during her first marriage, and following flings through the centuries after her husband had died, she was in total dominance, and every single one of her partners had enjoyed how she took control and made every night a night to remember. 

She’s heavily into shows of dominance, and fighting a little bit before having sex, due to her draconic heritage. 

On the flipside, trying to use any bindings on her will make her uncomfortable or even angry, as she is in her family business pretty deep and has been for centuries, so being tied up is hardly something sexy to her. If you want her to stay still, just get her to relax and tell her to stay still. Whether or not she listens, is beyond me.

mmmm yes raphael, the feral pirate.