#*yuri.

NEW YEARS EVE KISSES.

the sky is erupting with bright colors as fireworks bring light across a moonlit valley. a spectacle for all to witness. sounds of joy, laughter and celebration in the distance.

a hand, secure and warm, is resting upon her shoulder. but not just any hand. his hand. they are seated together on a bamboo bench, dressed at least, in celebration of the new year to come.

she feels his leathered fingers cup her chin, bringing her gaze to meet his. her palms come to rest on his upper torso, almost as if they're going to snake around his neck.

she knows what's coming. the warmth of his breath as his mouth inches closer. fingers flex in anticipation. however, just as he's about to kiss her, she catches his chin.

her words soft.

‘ kisu suru no ni tokubetsuna jikan wa iranai yo, doragon. ’ ( we don't need a special time to kiss, my dragon. )

PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE.

long strands of illustrious black hair cascade down her back like water. the vampire almost always keeps it braided or up in a bun. there's rare times where she allows it to be so unattended by nothing else.

no ornaments or pins.

however, it's just before bed. and she had enjoyed a long, warm bath after a necessary feeding ( not through ryuu this time ). perched on the stool before her vanity, she feels as he guides the brush through her hair.

gentle. tender. loving.

reaching behind her, yuri strokes his jaw in a gesture of appreciation. grateful for his attentiveness. leaning slightly against him as he continues.

‘ that feels very good. ’ she praises softly.

@priscus.

USFW PROMPTS.

the gentle pattering of raindrops is a symphony of itself. the shift in temperature is natural and blissfully welcome after the heatwave they had been experiencing. the cooling breeze is favorable against warm skin.

or worse.

and being without him wasn't something she was willing to risk. he meant too much, far too much, something she thought she'd never have in her lifetimes.

yet, he's there, he's warm. the hunger prickles at the back of her throat. her grip tightens slightly, breath a warm whisper against his ear.

‘ promise me you'll stop me when you've had enough. ’ a dusted kiss to his throat, before sharp fangs sink into his collarbone.

@priscus wanted a STARTER.

Send " ❗❗❗ " for your muse to suddenly and unexpectedly kiss mine.

the vampire had been stunned. his initial hesitation with her had made yuri back off, though not fully distance herself. though, she's not one to miss the opportunity. however fleeting it might turn out to be

she's lived centuries alone.

yuri doesn't count time with her sire as relevant. it's more a necessity than anything else. and honestly? the pair functioned better apart.

a delicate grip holds to the sleeve of his gi.

she could be stronger, be the reckless thing she typically was. but this, this display was anything but typical. ryuu has been helping her, in many small ways, to become a better person.

veiled under moonlight, the vampire hesitates only briefly. before stepping into him and reciprocating the kiss. it will linger, chasing their shared affection, until the rest of the world is forgotten.

dark eyes shine under long lashes.