#;kairo

Everything about Taubi drove the drow nearly insane. His voice, the way he writhed under his hands, and rolled his hips so he could be that much closer. Smoldering violet eyes looked upward, holding a silent promise in them as he obliged the tiefling.

The Beast

She doesn’t really know how to say what she’s thinking; what she wants- at least not without turning a shade of red that would put every tomato in her garden to shame.

So, morning decides to try something that while being direct, could maybe be a little more subtle at the same time..and that she could probably back out of if it didn’t go as she hoped. The pale tiefling takes a deep breath turning away from what she’d been doing and walking over to where kairo sat.

She lifts the hem of her dress just enough to keep her from sitting on it as she wordlessly settles her smaller form atop his thigh. “...hello~” morning greets, shyly looking up at him through her lashes as she offers him a small smile- heart racing in her chest.

(Hmmm little future Sunday Drabble? :3c) @numinous-vagary​

While Morning Glory had taken to working in the garden, Kairo had used the opportunity to try and relearn how to read. He’d started with simple books, but now he had recently graduated with light novels (some still with pictures) and was busy reading when he saw her approach out of the corner of his eye.

Setting his book aside, he turned to address her, but was stopped short when she hiked up her skirt and straddled his leg.

All at once, his heart felt like it had shot up into his throat. Especially when her blue eyes looked at him from beneath fluttering lashes.

So I might start a weekly trend of nabbing screenshots from watching Critical Role and doing some doodles with some of the expressions of the cast. It’s fun~

Morning worries her lip, looking up at Kairo from the corner of her eye beneath thick lashes. After a moment she sets a hand on his thigh, her face bright red.

“Um.. Kairo? I’d like to try something with you, I-if you’re alright with it?” She takes a breath, somehow blushing even darker, her expression nervous but lustful

“I want.. I want to suck your dick..”

It wasn’t unusual for them to spend their evening together in quiet. Kairo especially enjoyed just remaining close to her, existing together in the same space. Tonight, it was sitting on the end of the bed, getting ready to turn in for the evening. He was in a soft pair of pants, and a loose, sleeveless tunic, and little else, sitting on the bed, lost in thought for the moment - until her hand fell upon his thigh and she earned his undivided attention.

...Her request earned a wide-eyed stare from him, before his hands lifted to respond:

𝒯𝒜𝐿𝐸 𝒜𝒮 𝒪𝐿𝒟 𝒜𝒮 𝒯𝐼𝑀𝐸...

“Um.. Kairo-?”

Morning calls his attention, sitting herself daintily on the edge of a nearby garden table. She bites her lip, fidgeting with a lock of her hair.

“I.. was wondering, how would you feel about.. having a baby? With me?” Her face flushed, she flusters and starts to ramble a little-

“It-it’s fine if you don’t like the idea- I just, I think *i* might like one with you if you do, and- I-I guess what I’m saying is I’d like to.. I’d like *you* to, ah-“

Kairo gave a soft snort, woken from a light doze by that wonderful voice he’d come to adore hearing. He turned his head toward her, noting first her nervous behavior and feeling a sting of concern. 

Then, the words reached his brain - and served only to immediately short circuit it at the implications. 

A baby. A child.. she... she wanted to be pregnant with his baby.. She wanted him to...

He managed to find some clarity in the midst of his head spinning as she rambled. And Kairo shifted in his seat, sitting up to meet with her with the most loving expression on his features.

His hands came to rest on her thighs, gentle despite the callouses that marred his skin. Kairo leaned upward, tilting his head to capture her lips in a soft, short kiss. He kissed her, once, twice, three times before his lips trailed to the side and he buried his face against her neck. 

There, he inhaled slowly, and exhaled a deep sigh before pulling back. He smiled at her, reached up to brush some hair behind her ear, and raised his hands to sign.

‘Yes. Would love that. Soon. Must wait short time.’

Hood pulled up over brightly colored hair and snow-white skin, the tiefling darts through the back roads of the city- face flushed from mild exertion as she tries to avoid capture. She was still being followed, surely.. Morning glory rounds the next corner, looking over her shoulder to look for the guards- and smacks face first into Kairo's chest. She squeaks and stumbles back, shaking her head- "o-oh dear, i'm so sorry sir-" (( >:3c ))

Mention: @numinous-vagary​

It comes as a startle to both of them, though no sound outside of a huff leaves the much.. much bigger man. The poor lass would have to crane her neck to look up (and up, and up) at him: A drow, with dark hair and piercing violet eyes, his face and arms covered in a myriad of scars and silvery stretch marks that line his muscle.

He stares for a long time, not entirely trusting, guarded. It was evident just by looking at him that life had been cruel - and he didn’t expect this encounter to be any different, somehow.

After what felt like an eternity, though, his hands rise, shifting but not reaching. No, he was signing as he stared down at this strange tiefling girl.