In which Ronan and Sieghart go on an adventure to locales unknown~!
[[ To explain, because Iâm an enabler, I fantasiaâd my main on FFXIV to complement the current look my friend @diamondoath / @dreadduelist is sporting. This has resulted in a LOT of great screenshots... except Iâm terrible at taking them so this is one of the few of mine I like. ]]
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[DreadDuelist] Leans in really close and just. Steals a kiss before backing away, smirking. "Whatcha up to, mh~?"
@dreadduelist
Okay, the leaning in let Ronan just know he was up to something. What? Did he want to say something? Was there something on his face? What did he waâ
Oh, that.
Predictably, the blue-haired knight started turning red.
âS-Sieghart!! Please! Must you really be so⊠soâŠ.?!â
His words failed him, his hands gesturing shakily for a moment before he sighed, giving up on trying to convey just what the immortal was being. Straightening up, he gave a small grin toward Sieghart, recovering his composure a bit.
âN-Nothing much of import, just practicing some of my magic. I wouldnât want to let myself get rusty, aha.â
Ronan shook off the momentary surprise and subsequent blush from the sudden kiss after a moment or two, hazarding a smile after getting a better look at the weary Highlander.
âJ-Judging by that, I trust youâre feeling a bit better then? You were... in pretty poor shape yesterday, Sieghart.â He inquired, his brows still arched in concern.
[DreadDuelist] He will pick the knight up bridal style and press a kiss to his cheek- smirking soon after. "Hey.. Happy birthday~."
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âWhaâ?!â
Ronan had been far too distracted to even notice the Highlanderâs presence, as he hadnât even been given a day off of his usual duties for his birthday and was a bit worn out. Hells, if not for his friendsâ well-wishes, he mightâve forgotten it was today.Â
But in any case, the young knight was swiftly going scarlet once heâd been effortlesslyâ and quite literallyâ swept off his feet by the immortal.Â
The kiss didnât help matters either, shy as he was.Â
âAh, Sieghart, er⊠th-thank you!â He managed to say through his fluster.Â
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Sieghart smiled as Ronan parried another strike. The Kanavan knight was light on his feet as ever, and he feinted to the left before coming at the highlander from the opposite side. Ronan highly enjoyed these opportunities to spar with Sieghart, as despite the latterâs penchant for being âlazyâ, he was in possession of immense martial skill and Ronan was always eager to hone his own skills with a friend. Nerves heightened, reflexes ready, the two of them would spring at eachother, blades singing between each strike.
HoweverâŠtoday Sieghart seemed to be pressing his advantage. His strikes became harder to parry, and eventually Ronan was forced onto the defensive. He became so engrossed in withstanding the highlanderâs assault that he didnât realize heâd been cornered until his back hit the tree.
âYou left yourself open~â
His companion pressed ever closer, a triumphant sort of gleam in his eye as he effortlessly seemed to pry Ronanâs sword from his hand. The blue-haired knight felt the heat rising in his face, half from embarrassment and half from the increasing closeness of the other man. Before he could retort, however, Sieghart closed the distance and captured Ronanâs open mouth with his own. Despite his shock, Ronanâs fluster quickly began to overtake his reason. He found himself beginning to melt into the kiss as Sieghart pressed even closer. Try as he might, Ronan struggled to catch his breath between the urging actions of the highlanderâs tongue against hisâ
Only for Sieghart to gently end the kiss and pull back a bit, a wide and sultry grin on his face as he watched Ronan begin to bristle in embarrassment as he realized just how far the highlanderâs actions had made him react.
âClearly, you were distracted, so I wanted to fix that~â
There was a certain heat between them tonight, a mutual craving and desire that was clamoring to be sated.
Hands grasped for purchase and delved at clothing as the two men pressed closer, gazes smoldering and bodies hungry for contact. Dio could feel Sieghartâs tongue at his lips, seeking to deepen their kiss and the demon willingly obliged, parting his lips as his non-clawed hand rose up to tangle his fingers into raven-black hair. His tail slipped beneath them, instinctively winding about one of the highlanderâs legs as its owner was losing himself in the heat and closeness of the moment. The duelistâs hands delved ever lower and despite himself, Dio rose against the touch. How long heâd been craving such contact, sparks of anticipation flew down his spine even as Sieghartâs hand brushed againstâ
Suddenly Sieghart broke their kiss and pulled out of Dioâs reach, that characteristic smirk wide on his lips.Â
âYou sure are needy tonight. Just how hard have you been pining for me, hm~?â
Brows furrowed sharply in frustration, Dio all but grabbed Sieghart by the collar of his shirt, pulling him back down none-too-gently.
âOne more comment like that out of you and youâll be the one left alone pining.â The asmodian hissed harshly, before kissing his lover deeply once more.