#corxunum

calling it a while felt like an understatement, because to dante it felt like an eternity. it wasn’t often that dante failed to succeed. it wasn’t often that the godling fell short of his goals. but he had failed to save liv and the only way he could keep her alive was to let her go. it was his companionship that had gotten her possessed by a vindictive demon. one who used his love and care for her to ensure that the hunter would not come after them. the godling wasn’t certain that he’d ever see liv again and that pain cut him deeper than anything he could have imagined. it’s part of the reason why he’s spent the last year in isolation, outside of the hunts he’s been roped into. because getting close to him puts those he loves in danger. it’s a fact he’s been forced to accept. “ yea, it’s definitely been a while. how--- how did you get freed from that demon? i searched for months to try to find a way to save you, but everything i found only put you into more danger. “ 

Satyrn nodded. "Thank you my dear. I feel stronger with you too. You are strong too, for a human. The Autumn Bog was quiet without you. I am sorry our first meeting was more like a kidnapping. Many wanderers get lost in the fog and come to my realm."

Shane’s fingers moved to her hand, slowly creeping up so that he could catch her wrist and pull her onto his lap. He nibbled at her neck before he whispered suggestively, “I’m all healed up now thanks to you.”

“Of course, I have missed you, my dear. We make a good team, do we not?” A smile curled across his lips, and he pressed his chest up against her so she could feel his scales. He didn’t get along well with the other gods in the pantheon. Were they happy that the dragon had a relationship with the scion?

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Richard felt her finger press against his lips. Now that she had drawn closer, she was fully illuminated by the moonlight. She was... Bewitching. Richard couldn’t help but notice that enchanting glimmer in those bright eyes of her’s. ‘We shouldn’t do this. We really shouldn’t do this,’ his mind yelled over and over and over again, but for once in his life the young knight paid no attention to its ramblings. Instead, he cupped Lady Delilah’s slender hand in his own, before stealing another step closer. They were barely a hair’s length away. “Yer’ hands are cold,” he rasped, until finally- A kiss of breathless ecstasy. That’s what it felt like. Breathless ecstasy.

It was an overall enjoyable experience working with the gym to teach others how to defend themselves every now and then, but it wasn’t very often that he connected with anybody he met there. It just so happened that the only person he meshed well while working his side gig was making him dinner tonight, and that was definitely a first. He obviously enjoyed Isabella, so he could only welcome the kind gesture. He stood at her front door, knocking firmly upon the surface to announce his arrival only to await her patiently.