Razok: Suffered a brutal upbringing, was molded into a heartless soldier and even colder commander, has killed thousands if not millions during his lifetime
Someone: literally dirty talks him ONCE
Razok: promptly melts into a puddle

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Razok: Suffered a brutal upbringing, was molded into a heartless soldier and even colder commander, has killed thousands if not millions during his lifetime
Someone: literally dirty talks him ONCE
Razok: promptly melts into a puddle

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[[ Oh hey it’s also sinday again and I realized I never showed you guys that one picture-
very sinful under the cut~
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And as soon as he walked in the door, he heard the steady thunk of someone else’s boots on the wooden floor. It was still strange to know that his boyfriend was living with him and waiting for him to come home. But he absolutely adored it, and though they moved to different relationship milestones at breakneck speed, the life that they had settled into together was more than Branch could have ever asked for.
Branch beamed at his dark haired lover emerging from the bedroom as he tossed his keys and hat onto the counter. It was warm inside, but he knew Vic would be even warmer. He easily and gratefully entered Vic’s embrace. He wrapped his arms around Vic’s waist, returning the hug. He gave Vic a long lingering kiss, sliding his hands to Vic’s hips.
“Hey baby. Mmm. Missed you today,” he whispered, “You know, I could really use a shower. And you...”
He kissed Vic’s lips again briefly before dipping down to kiss along his throat, one hand reaching to cup the front of Vic’s jeans. “Every single inch of you.”
{ well it's still Sinday where I live, so I wanted to remind people of one of my fan headcanons about Ruby. When she gets to be a femdom she likes to wear a white dress. She looks stunning in one, and the irony of white being thought of as an 'innocent' color is not lost on her, just like the reversal of her being dominant when usually she's submissive. Just a gentle reminder and food for thought ;3}
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*EYES EMOJI ALL UP IN HERE*
Sozal couldn’t wait to return home. In his hands as he sat on the transport was a scrappy little sheet of paper, on it, in her handwriting, was a letter addressed to him - given to him the day before as it finally caught up to him: It was a love letter, adoringly from his love, Cairis, stating how much she loved him and missed him. It filled his heart with so much joy, it made it hard to keep from contacting her just yet with news that he was coming home.
It gave him all the more reason to surprise her later.
As it was, he was the first off of the transport when it landed in a city called New York on Earth. He’s joyful through processing, towering over all these people but having eyes only for the paper in his hands as he reads it for the fifteenth time. His heart yearned for her, but he had to control himself: He wasn’t there yet.
After processing, he called for transportation that would take him three hours out of the city, south-bound into New Jersey where she would wait for him. He’d ended up setting up there after the whole ordeal with Sendak. Of course, some humans were still wary of him and his people, but he was happy here, so here he would stay.
And finally, he stoops out of the bus, bending to avoid hitting his head on the top of the doorway with his bags in hand. The three months of deployment was finally over and he could see her in person again! His heart pounded with excitement as he walked through the small city, searching for the apartment building that Cairis had set up in.
When he finds it, his pace lengthens his stride as he dodges through the other people walking. Of course, he didn’t have to do much considering that most stepped out of his way if they weren’t marvelling at how tall he was. It was fairly early in the afternoon, so he wondered if she was out working.
This turns out to be true, much to his mild disappointment, but it meant that he’d have some time to prepare. He greets the owner of the building as he walks in, earning a grunt from the old moustached human and nothing more - as per the usual. Sozal makes way to their apartment on the fourth floor and pauses at the doorway once he’s in. He takes in a breath, smiling and relaxing. He was home.
The next few hours are spent putting his things away and getting dressed into something a little more comfortable. He finds himself in the kitchen, preparing dinner for them both when he hears the door click. He doesn’t tense, simply relaxes and looks over his shoulder at the door across the island counters as Cairis steps inside with a weary sigh.
“Welcome home, darling.”
The unexpected voice nearly makes her jump out of her shoes, but that shock is quickly replaced with a delighted, surprised scream.
“SOZAL!”
He shifts to catch her as she all but flings herself at him. He offers only a small “oof!” in reaction before he’s leaning down to gather her into his arms. He ached for her both in body and soul and wanted to take in as much of her as possible. He gets his mouth near her mane and inhales as she cries against his chest.
“I got your letter..” He mutters, watching as she lifts her head to look at him. His eyes hold that love for her, but something else as well as his hands shift and fall to her hips. His suggestive tug told her all she needed to know.
The next thing they know, he’s got her up on the counter, hands scrambling for clothes in a desperate effort to get them off. He made sure to leave the food off to the side where he could easily continue it later. Nothing was cooking yet, and so setting the kitchen on fire was certainly not a worry for him as he kissed his way down to Cairis’ neck and heard a shuddering sigh from her.
There’s a soft noise as his hands work on pulling her work shoes off, then work desperately at the hem of her pants. For now, he leaves the shirt on; He’s too desperate for her to bother with it now. Meanwhile, her hands tug at the belt around his waist, loosening it and then tugging his pants down with his help.
A deep hiss leaves him when his length is stroked by her hand, and he kisses against her neck. For a long few moments, they only tease, letting that tension build as they mutter how much they’ve missed each other. Eventually, her head drops back against her shoulders and he follows the movement with a light, loving bite against her neck.
“Sozal.. please..”
He growls, and the room is filled with her barely-muffled moan and suddenly they’re connected. Her legs wrap around him, and her body shudders with a soft cry. Her tears are of joy and pleasure though, as she clings to him. Sozal holds her, shifting back and forth. All of that desperation turns into a slow rhythm, he takes her at a careful, lazy pace, never heeding her pleas for more. Sozal makes love to her, lavishing her neck and mouth with kisses, tracing his fingers up and down her spine.
Finally, her pleasure peaks in a slow wave, and his is to follow soon after. Sozal’s breath comes in deep, bellowing pants between kissing her until they were both dizzy. When they’re both down from their highs, his eyes open and he smiles at her, all the love in the world in his eyes, and seeing that same love reflected in her eyes.
Grinning, he purrs at her, kisses her again and murmurs against her mouth:
“How’s that for a love letter..?~”
They both laugh as she playfully swats his chest.
My contribution to this week’s Sinday headcanons:
Uldarik’an cum does glow, but not as much as blood does, and is usually a very pale translucent-green color.