Remielle would always have her wing wrapped around you whether she's consciously doing it or not. She feels a great sense of security whenever you're within wings reach and can relax knowing that she can swiftly swoop in and take you away if things get messy.
As if she's trying to make up for something.
Remielle would use her fallen feathers to decorate you. From necklaces made of her feathers to straight up making a crown of it just for you. It's her way of telling you that she's yours as much as you're hers. And it's a way for others to know that you're taken.
However, even if she bears the title of Void Hunter, Remielle is still human.
There would be times that Remielle would entrap you with her massive wings, putting you in a cocoon as her arms wrapped around you from behind, her head resting on your shoulder. Her breathing turning shallow, savoring this quiet moment between the two of you.
She doesn't explain why but you never pressed and only gave the comfort that she needed in these vulnerable days. Peppering the side of her face with kisses as you pat her head, earning a soft hum from the angel.
"Sorry.. I shouldn't be trapping you like this." She lowly muttered, her voice was a far cry from her playful demeanor.
"It's nothing. We can stay like this however long you like. It's quite comfortable." You reassured. Remielle chuckled, she leaned back against the head of the bed, still keeping you in her arms and her wings shielding you from the world.
"You're too good for me." Remielle thought.
Yet she's deathly afraid of letting you go, you're her only salvation in this new world that sprung from the one that she once knew. Fearing that if she did, there's nothing in New Eridu nor Roscaelifer would be enough to anchor her anymore.
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Remielle's wings would flutter and tremble while you're sucking her. Her moans and gasps would be tempered, biting her lip as she tries not to make too much of a noise but you make it so damn hard for her.
"My love.. slow down, I'm not going anywhere." She muttered, grabbing a fistful of your hair though you didn't relent. You pushed yourself deeper till your nose was hitting her crotch, Remielle moaned so beautifully in return with her head rolling back and her wings spreading full. Some feathers fell on the side of the bed.
"Fuck.. so good.. so good to me..!" A line of drool rolled down the side of her lips, her pink eyes glowing with lust as she watched you take her whole length down your throat, lavishing at the sensation of your wet tongue wrapping around her.
You watched her become a mess before you, the once refined and well put together woman is now reduced to a trembling mess.
No matter how hard she tries to suppress her moans, Remielle's voice cracks and a lewd moans always escapes with her climax getting close just by how her wings were flapping crazy.
Without warning, Remielle shoots her load right down your throat, forcing you to swallow everything. You did so with gusto, downing your lover's massive load as if it'll be the last thing you'll drink until there's nothing left.
After pulling away, you looked to meet Remielle's eyes, completely lost in pleasure. "You alright Remi?" You asked, lightly chuckling. Then, she roughly cupped your cheeks and pulled you up to be at her eye level.
"You ask me that after you jumped me the moment the door closed? Never expected you to become so bold, my partner in crime." Remielle bites her lip.
Just by the look of her dick is standing up and twitching again, it's going to be a long night.
It's rare for Munin to feel jealous, she has her full trust in her partner that they wouldn't betray her but there are instances where such feelings would rear it's head.
Whenever both of you are at a party, whether it's for a case or a simple nightly excursion, Munin would be glued to the hip with you. Her hand held your waist while the other held her drink, whilst conversing to some high official. You don't mind it, not at all, you savor being so close with Munin that you often forget what the conversation was about and glance at the detective's hand from time to time, until your glances were noticed and you felt it tighten.
"Does the party bore you, love?" She whispered after leaning closer, you didn't notice that the person she was talking to was already gone. "Not at all. My mind just wandered for a bit."
"Oh? Care to indulge me on what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Before you know it, Munin is already dragging you away from the rest of the party to somewhere more secluded.
However, when you're preoccupied with someone else, whether it's someone both of you are acquainted with, Munin would be off to the side with a drink or if it's someone she doesn't know, she would be standing right behind you like a hawk stalking its prey. But it doesn't matter, no matter how impervious the Master Detective seems on the outside, she can't help but let her impulses loose.
As you were conversing with Lorin about the recent gang related crimes that's been spreading across boroughs, you felt something light fall onto your head before it was pressed further down. Looking to the side, it was Munin, her head no longer had her signature hat.
"Detective, are you feeling alright? You look like you've had a couple already." You pointed out as a light tint of red was seen on Munin's face, her eyes slightly drooped already, though the detective only chuckled.
"What the bar had to offer had no effect on my tolerance. Just making sure you didn't forget me, is all." Munin spared a quick glance at the chief inspector who tensed up before returning to the bar, leaving her hat on you as a mark that you're hers.
CW: remi d!ck, collar and leash, biting, might be OOC
Remielle likes wearing accessories, whether it's a simple ring or a shining earring that makes her even more lavish. But one accessory stands out from the rest of the bedazzled jewelry.
A simple thin pink collar.
She would wear it habitually and you would always have a leash connected to said collar.
You walk side by side around the streets of Lumina Square, shopping for new clothes and getting some teamilk all the while everyone could see you having a leash on one of the first Void Hunters of all people. Remielle doesn't feel an ounce of shame either, she likes parading around leashed as it immediately tells everyone who she belongs to.
Of course, you become more daring with Remielle on a leash. You would tug her to a secluded alleyway and kneel down to give her a quick head as you were feeling insatiable after you saw Remielle fit a quite revealing attire back at the mall.
Or you would intentionally touch her most sensitive parts. Her wings. Even just caressing them or giving them a gentle tug is enough to make her wings tremble and flutter, you revel at the sight of those rosy cheeks when she snaps you a glare.
But if you push her buttons too far, Remielle would only give you a disarming smile. And you know well of what it meant.
The sounds of the pained groans of the bed as it rocks violently echoed throughout the house. Your moans were louder, drowning out everything but.
You were pressed onto the bed, stomach down, your head held down by a heavy hand while another interlocked with your hand. Your second hand held the leash as if it were your lifeline, tugging profusely but your commands were for nought.
Your moans were interlaced with your sobs and begs for Remielle to slow down, your hand pathetically tugged on the leash to signal her but Remielle ignored it all.
"My my, where's that brazen attitude of yours earlier, huh?" Remielle sneered, you could feel her eyes boring into the back of your head. You see the shadow of her wings, seeing it flutter and expand, completely casting a shadow over you.
"I let you have a leash on me because you asked nicely but you forget who's truly in charge here." Remielle drew down to your neck and bit down, you yelped with your hips arching, pushing her cock deeper inside you. You hear her groan, feeling your neck be littered with bite marks that spread down to your shoulder.
A pool of drool formed beneath your face, your head getting lost in the pleasure as your grip on the leash completely loosened. You really thought the little game you both played had no limits, but Remielle isn't a fair player.
It was long when Remielle was at the very edge. Shoving her cock deep inside, shooting waves of hot cum right into your womb as you screamed her name. She held you in place, making sure you take everything she has with some slowly oozing out and dripping into the sheets.
Slowly, Remielle pulled out with a groan, her cock coated with your mixed juices as it still stood rock hard and twitching for more. You slowly turned over, whimpering as you pressed your hand onto where Remielle bit you.
"You alright, love?" Remielle asked, dropping the act for a moment to make sure you're alright.
"Remie.. you bit too hard..." You muttered. It didn't really hurt that much but the area felt numb and Remielle certainly put more force into it than before.
"Sorry sorry. Hmm, how about we test out this thing you bought?" You watched Remielle slip off the bed and grabbed something from within one of the bedside cabinets and took out a dog muzzle.
She easily slipped it on, humming in delight that it fits her snuggly. Then, she crawled back onto the bed and looked over at you with a smirk. "Now this time, I won't be able to bite you at all." She muses.
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Remielle would most definitely be the type to show off her marks, especially the ones that you made on her back after your night of fun. She would make the most of her time fainting her back, making sure everyone catches a glimpse of how red her back was thanks to you.
"Oh this? It doesn't hurt, it's just that my cat got a little rough last night." Remielle would say if asked what happened, smirking as she knows you're dying on the side when you hear that.
If there's more marks other than her back, best believe that she will brandish them like some trophies.
You left a hickey on her neck? She's waving her hair back just so it could be seen better. You accidentally bit her collarbone too hard last night? Her dress seems to be a little lower than usual today.
It's easy to say that Miss Show Off is quite proud, even if it's the expense of her partner's embarrassment.
What if the Original Sunbringer found a way to preserve the lives of those she treasured? Namely, you.
But it wasn't perfect.
You lost every piece of memory that you had with Sunbringer and everything that you had worked on with her and the old Void Hunters to save humanity. After all, you died on the battlefield doing just that. However, Sunbringer was willing to accept it despite her comrades' begs to let you rest.
No matter, it was up to Sunbringer to find a way to bring you back to her, no matter how long it takes. She has time, unlike many.
And she did.
You've been living for god knows how long, meeting new people and creating new memories in the city in the skies. Sunbringer was happy with you in the city that she made away from the rest of humanity, however, she didn't tell you of her plan before she split herself into three. Leaving you with a family of new three Sunbringers who carry the love the original had for you thus value you so dearly.
Lindverne and Dracaene would coddle you like a teddy bear, their energy would be boundless when they're with you that you'd be easily drained within a day.
Sigrid and Velina would be more concerned about you passing out from the endless itinerary that the two prepared just for the three of you to do.
But for Eldreda, she has a similar temperament to her creator but is more distant. She would keep to herself, especially with you around and barely utter a word.
However, in rare instances, she would drape her heavy coat on you if you were feeling cold or would come into your sleeping quarters and just watch you sleep. You don't know why she's doing this but you didn't bring this up to her, afraid that she might stop.
And ever since the news of an attempted assassination of Eldreda became widespread across Roscaelifer, you've been receiving a feather a day by your window and you're not certain who's been leaving them.
