@culhund​:  kisses.

a hungering continuously festers within the alter’s heart  ,  unlike anything the king has ever bore witness to before  .  the chance that ozymandias himself knew what it was that the berserker’s own heart desired was probably more on the nose than EITHER OF THEM CARED TO ADMIT  .  the massive shape within the darkness gives rise to a peculiar sense of curiosity  &  intrigue to rise within the sun god  ,  prompting him to glance back upon entering  ,  doubting himself for the briefest of seconds as to whether or not he had retired to the right room  .  no  ,  he knows with certainty that this is HIS bed chamber  .  then what is it that had possessed the berserker  ,  he wonders to himself as he begins to draw closer  .                           ❛ ‘        did you get lost on your way back to your room ?        ’ ❜        he quips with a slight JERK to the corner of his mouth  ,  a familiar appearance worn day in  &  day out when attending to his duties  .  the presence of the berserker is often noted by his council  ,  his vizier often remarking on the fact that they were joined by cu  .  whether they thought it unwise of the king to seek his council was of no matter to him  .  HE SHARES VALUABLE INSIGHT ,  &  ONE  OZYMANDIAS RESPECTS  .   but this is nothing like those times prior  ,  where taloned hands extend towards the king’s gold bangled wrists  &  close around them  ,  only to loosen  &  slip further down to gingerly hold his hands  .  ozymandias’s brow raise inquisitively then  ,  softening in the silvery light of the moon that spills over them  &  the floor  .  a soft rattle fills the silence between them  ,  the king quickly realizing that it was cu’s own soft breathing  .  a harrowing sound  ,  surely often mistaken for some HORRIBLE BEAST prowling along shadowy edges  ,  awaiting for the proper time to strike  &  shatter bone within iron maw  .  𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍  ?  𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 .  

                         ❛ ‘        no  ,  i  wanted  to  see  you  .        ’ ❜ the admission brings ozymandias to furrow his brows  ,  lowly hum pushing past his lips as cu draws him even closer to himself  ,  the rough scrape of scaled tail sliding over the stone ground around their feet  .  a moment of contemplation  ,  before a quiet  ,  amused  s c o f f  escapes him  &  crooked smile returns to his face as he closes the space between them  ,  feeling clawed hands wrap around his waist  ,  lifting him just enough to set him down on his lap  .  he feels the slight  PRESSURE  of the deadly spikes adorning cu’s thighs against his backside  ,  paying it no mind as he gazes up at the berserker  &  fearlessly reaching up to further REVEAL the face that often finds itself shrouded beneath the hood  .  it’s how he recognizes the instant cu averts his gaze from his  ,  horns upon his skull glinting in the cool light of the room  ,  ozymandias smoothing his fingers over them  BARELY  as they follow a path down towards his face  .   they’re not what captures ozymandias’s attention  ;  it’s the way that cu  REFUSES  to look him in the eye in such a moment of a comfortable intimacy  .  the king of kings FROWNS then  ,  head inclining before hand lifts to cradle the side of cu’s face  ,  warmth of his touch lingering upon the markings that twist beneath his eyes  .

                       ❛ ‘        then look upon me  .  𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐄  .        ’ ❜ it comes not as a request  ,  but a quiet command  .  where voice usually finds a teasing lilt  ,  it now bears none as he gazes upon the child of light before him  .  it must have caught him by  SURPRISE  ,  he thinks to himself  ,  catching the uncertain flicker of red darting towards him before darting away  .          ❛ ‘        you wanted to see me  ,  did you not  ?        ’ ❜        there’s the beginnings of a faint SMILE on his lips then  ,  though there is a serious that holds in vibrant  ,  golden eyes as he looks up at the berserker  .  volume of his voice remains constant  ,  a steady quiet that seeks to  PROVOKE  cu’s familiarity during these acts  ,  even if it still feels  f o r e i g n  .  perhaps that is what proves to be enough for him to finally turn his full gaze towards the king  ,  lips parting with the strange  ,  bone-rattling  EXHALE  as burning embers lock with molten gold  ,  briefly flickering over his countenance before the berserker leans down to press lips against the king’s own  .  a short intake of breath before their lips seal together  ,  feeling the consuming  WARMTH  he draws in from the warrior that stirs further within the pit of his belly as dark crown tilts  ,  the ghost of a smirk curling the outer corners of ozymandias’s lips as his hands fall onto cu’s broad shoulders  .  

     “ have i ? my apologies … ” always the curious and straightforward with his thoughts . a glaringly obvious opposite to an introverted master . the campfire crackles quietly , and she cradles her right leg from an earlier injury .

     “ mmn , i was just thinking how … it would’ve been a faster and cleaner run at those monsters if i hadn’t gotten hurt like that … so , i’m sorry . ”

he gazes at her for a while longer  ,  gold glittering brightly within the light of the fire before a stifled  exhale  leaves him  &  he rises from the makeshift stone seat he resided on  .  taking one step  ,  two  ,  closer to the master and gazing down at her  ,  though there’s nothing about it that comes off as  BELITTLING  her in her current state  ,  nor disparaging her apology  .  Rather than any of that  ,  the king allows himself a rather amused smile before joining her on the ground  ,  hands planting behind him as he LEANS BACK to gaze up towards the stars  .

❛       imagine what people   might    think,     seeing you here with me now.        ❜

❛       …     see somethin`      you like  ?         ❜

 ❝  do you  ?  ❞  the question rolls forth ;  a trickle of amber light,  a petrified wedge of sunlight burning against the black beyond.  there is a lilt in the manner in which she speaks,  as if her voice had been decorated by the song of finch birds and sparrows.  beneath it all this came a distinct ringing,  like soft chimes blowing fervently in the wind.  long wreaths of fire follow the white wolf where she makes her footing,  paws sprouting forth green grass and wildflowers.  ❝  you know but do you see ?  see me for what i truly am ?  ❞

❝  you have seen much.  i wonder,  what burns brightest in your mind ?  ❞  

@suncarnate    /  ​   𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚌

      ❛ ‘        you’re rather audacious  ,  aren’t you  ?        ’ ❜      he muses to himself  ,  leg crossing over the other as he peers at the unannounced  STRANGER  before him  .  there’s a pointed sharpness to his gaze  ,  with ever the slightest hint of  intrigue  at a blatant disregard of introductory MANNERISMS  .  crown lowers minutely  ,  the king’s gaze remaining  f i x a t e d  on the younger man  .      ❛ ‘        what is it that brings you before the great 𝑶𝒁𝒀𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑺  ,  𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑶𝑭 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺  ?        ’ ❜

       ❛ ‘        you’ve been unusually quiet  ,  ritsuka.        ’ ❜      his voice is warm  ,  low  ,  carefully eying the master before leaning forward  &  resting his chin on the back of his hand  ,  single brow  QUIRKING  upon the king’s forehead as a smile begins to slowly SPREAD across his lips  .      ❛ ‘        𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃  𝙼𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃  𝚈𝙾𝚄  𝙱𝙴  𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃  ?        ’ ❜

he’s not surprised upon seeing her  ,  rather greeting her with incline of his crown   &   the faint curling of his lip  .  A DIVINE BEING  ,  not unlike him  ,  though much older than he by what he can only assume as millennia  .  he extends a hand towards her in greeting  ,  knowing her despite her current form  ,  considering WHO HE IS HIMSELF  .         ❛ ‘        anyone else would have mistaken you for an ordinary wolf  ,  𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙸 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴  .        ’ ❜