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Act II - Chapter 6
"An end to all things"
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Act II - Chapter 6
"An end to all things"
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Warm me up. - I offer my seducer bard winlynn lmao
nan's getting some // @lattehearted ;;
Nan nearly chokes on her drink at Winlynn's words, not expecting her clumsy flirtations to have worked in the least. She made no secret of finding Winlynn attractive, but Nan knew better than to push when someone wasn't interested. And, well, she'd thought ... But it seems she thought wrong, what with the way the bard was looking at her now, with come-hither eyes and that unmistakable smirk.
"If you insist," Nan says, putting her drink aside. They didn't have much privacy at camp, but the Shadow Curse kept everyone's minds elsewhere as she stands -- nearly trips over her own two feet -- and saunters over to Winlynn's side. "You that cold, then?" Boldly, shamelessly, Nan drags a claw lightly up the woman's blue skin, hoping to leave goosebumps in her wake, and brings her fingers to rest just below Winlynn's chin, tilting her face up so Nan could catch her mouth in a kiss.
Act II - Chapter 5
"Through death and after"
[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time
you me now // @icebhaal ;;
Even if Nan outclassed Sera in strength and size, blind loyalty had turned into unquestioning obedience, and she fell back without resistance. Sunset washed the women in gold, leaving the paler one all but glowing in the warm light while the other looked up at her with hope in her eyes. "Sera ... ?" Her fangs caught on her bottom lip, tail twitching in anticipation as Sera took her place astride Nan's body.
"Gods," she breathed, unable to resist the sight. " Nan's hands could all but wrap around Sera's waist, thumbs playing against the ridges on Sera's hips. Her fingers were starting to wander already, playing at the hem of Sera's shirt, and slipping underneath. "You gonna fuck me, lovey?" It wouldn't take much convincing. Heat bloomed in Nan's core just laying here, the idea of what's to come dancing across her skin and between her legs.
Act II - Chapter 4
"Our bed of dried leaves"
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a kiss on the back of the neck.
spots to kiss // @glasyanfire ;;
The water was soothing against her skin, the grime of battle slowly sloughing off into the bath and coloring it all sorts of unpleasant browns and blacks. "I can wash myself on my own," she muttered, but put up no further fight as Grier scrubbed at the wounds on her back. She'd taken more than a few hits meant for other party members in their last outing past Last Light's lunar barrier, and it'd left Nan struggling to stay on her feet. "I'll be fine in a few hours. Just gotta take a nap or something, that's all."
But despite her protests, Nan found she couldn't quite keep up the argument forever -- especially when Grier's soft lips found the back of Nan's neck, sending a flash of heat to purple her grey cheeks. She never could quite say no to Grier for long, whether it was sparring, fooling around in a tent, or something as soft as this -- letting Grier tend to the worst of her wounds after a battle.
Nan sighed, still half-heartedly trying at petulance and getting nowhere. "Next thing I know, you'll be feeding me soup because it hurts to move my arms too much. I'm not letting you do that, but I know you want to." By the end of the sentence, it had already lightened from a complaint to a teasing joke. "Gonna baby me till the sun comes up, aren't you?"
«As long as I’ve known him he’s always been a prude”
Oh Sebastian, you sweet summer child, the man has a rack in the middle of his bedroom
He’s anything but…
“Maferath’s advance” in the skil tree for Sebastian
Really, is this the way we’re going?