#rocks!anon

Alogar Fang. Azune's relationship with the Fang family is already so fascinating and Alogar is the person in the world closest to who Azune wants to be and I want to put them in a cotton candy machine and see what comes out.

(Totally understand if you dont want to do an npc we haven't actually met yet)

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..... Alogar deserves Cotton Candy the way Azune deserves ice cream.

Kissing Both Shift One: Azune (5/?)

"Heya, Az!" Alogar grinned as he stepped into the booth.

"Al!" Azune was on his feet in a moment, almost running over to wrap his arms around him. "You're home!"

"For a few weeks at least.... Fuck it's good to see you... " For a moment he stepped back, looking him up and down. "And they got you out of that uniform for once too... "

Asune laughed and looked down with a small flush. "Murray thought something to.... Erm, show of the merchandise..." He indicated the sleeveless shirt with low neck.

"And here I thought this was just a kissing booth.... " Alagor took his chin in his fingers and turned his head to the side, other hand coming up to brush against the barely there mark on his neck.

"It is so you might want to get on it! Three minutes left, Fang!" Murray called from outside the booth.

"You think this whole get up is so she gets a show?" Alogar asked, not waiting for an answer before grabbing Azune's hand and pulling him towards the couch. "Like when we were kids?"

Azune nodded and followed his hand, sitting down behind the couch with bim and immediately leaning in. Even in this his body knew how to follow Al's lead, trading back soft, reassuring kisses, undemanding kisses as they pressed lossely together out of sight.

"YO I CAN'T SEE YOUR HANDS, ALOGAR! ONE MORE MINUTE!"

"Pushy, isn't she?" Alogar grinned, but shifted obediently, face to face with Azune instead of side by side putting his hands on the top of the couch where she could see them, the only part of either of their bodies she could, and leaned down to kiss him a bit more e firmly, fangs pressed to his face as he tasted him properly, drank in a sweet little moan that was for him.

"NOT WHAT I MEANT TIMES UP YOU TWO."

Azune grins and this time it was him who stole that final kiss, right to the corner of his mouth before they both stood and he walked him out.

"You be home for dinner, tonight?"

Azune knew Al didn't mean his small, sad apartment.

Mica isn't fish scales. Fish scales can be used to make pearlescent pigments(what colors could you make from Azunes scales I do wonder) but mica is a mineral. It can be used to similar effect however in things like paints and cosmetics, including mixing it into pottery.

I do like to imagine that it would be an interesting surprise for Bolaire to see that he can blush but only if he can let his imperfections collect and rise to the surface. Hal would have to stop whatever he was doing to watch in sheer awe to see the mask he loves literally glittering in the candle light.

(This ask brought to you by spending 7 summers telling people interesting facts about rocks)

Yeah you're talking to someone who has actively poked people about their special interests just to be treated to a Ted Talk. We can call you rocks. Or rock? You pick.

I am immediately incorporating that into... Something. Hasn't Talisen mentioned something about some opolescence or something on the inside? Something ever so subtle like that?

Azune watched silently as Harondus turned back to the table and poured a snifter of clear liquid from a glass decanter. “Something to clear your palate, before we get started.”

The alcohol burned his nose as Einfasen held it to his lips. “Little sips, Captain.” This was not the bitter herbal flavor of Yargraz. It felt like drinking from a spirit lamp. Azune couldn’t tell, as Harondus fed him careful sips, weather the flush spreading out from his chest and the dizziness that made him feel like he was floating was a result of the drink or the poison.

This was an unexpected dimension for the evening, he could cure the poison, the magic of it was sitting in the palm of his hand, itching to come to the surface, but Harondus didn’t know that. He couldn’t, Azune had only just figured it out, how could he know? Was he trying to force it out of him, to catch Azune in the lie? If he healed himself would Harondus just dose him again?

Azune was grateful that Harondus had him on his knees for this, whatever it was. He knew what to do here. He could let his body follow the familiar motions while his panicking mind floated up into the rafters. Some dying part of his brain back down in his head noticed that his jaw was trembling as he worked at Harondus’ laces.

Einfasen pulled him back with a too-gentle hand in his hair. “Is this going to be a problem, Captain?” he asked, sliding a thumb between Azune’s chattering teeth.

“N- No, Sir.” The extra pressure on his jaw slowed the shaking and felt like it pushed the shudders down into his throat.

“Good lad.”

Azune started to float again as Harondus let him return to the task at hand. The gentle, almost teasing, touches from hands that usually gripped and took and used sent Azune further from his body. Einfasen wouldn’t let him pick up the pace, making Azune take him slowly and carefully, pausing every few thrusts to let the Captain sit with his nose pressed to his trousers.

Pain, like a hot lance, bolted through Azune’s heart making him choke around Harondus as he tried to find the air to scream.

One hand tightened in his hair while the other brushed away tears he hadn’t noticed falling. “Very good, Captain.” Above him he could see Harondus smiling. “Twenty minutes left.”

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