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‘ no. ’ quick and curt, sounding far too mature to match indisposed actions. ren pulled the covers over their head, determined to get at least another hour of sleep even if they had to force it. curse a ruthless circadian rhythm, and curse yang for being so cheerful when ren still felt like they’d been run over with her bike. @sunscathing / starter call.
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sunscathing replied.
CALL HER A FEATHERY AGAIN SEE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT
a quick point in phoenix’s direction, voice deadpan but resolute. ‘ feathery. ’
will you ...... take my pepper for the rest of our days ........ 🥺
p-pwease gimme your pepper... i cannot wait for our pepper-flavored honeymoon !! (ᅌᴗᅌ✿)
@sunscathing || cont. from here
truth be told, mercury hadn't really thought about yang since she'd busted up his prosthesis at the vytal festival. she packed a hefty punch, but he hadn't considered her all that memorable in the wake of things; he knew stronger people, people with more presence, and he'd rather spend his time focused on more important things than the unstable, angry blonde he'd met back at beacon. not much had changed, at first glance. the only difference of note seemed to be her right arm — mercury would have remembered that, had she hit his leg with a metal fist he might not have salvaged the part. he thought back on the scene, languid smirk spread from lips to eyes, and he swallowed down what was almost bubbled laughter. silver-tongue almost pitied her. almost. too bad mercury couldn't seem to conjure up any sort of emotion towards her, positive or negative. more than anything, he was taunting just to pass the time.
having considered her words, watching her from only a handful of steps away, quicksilver furrowed his brows quizzically, dramatically cocking his head to the side. "... what was your name again?" mercury had a fairly acute memory, but he couldn't resist poking and prodding at the chaos that simmered beneath yang's calm demeanor. she truly did look like she was ready to snap at any moment, and silver's morbid curiosity wondered how long it would take her to reach boiling point. "promise i won't go crawling off like a wounded dog this time," his words curled around his tongue like smoke, and he gave her an ever so convincing pout. "though you were such a helpful participant." gunmetal eyes feigned innocence, and that familiar smirk returned. he brought his hands up and clasped his hands together, applauding her slowly and absolutely dripping with smugness. "thanks to you, that plan went off without a hitch." truthfully, it had all been dependent on yang's fighting instincts, and she hadn't let him down.
&. the action that flips fox over is carnal , a growl wrought with utmost desire as yang makes a point to breathe against the base of vulpine's neck , biting &. marking over his pulse while their hips rock into his. ❝ you talk way too much sometimes. ❞ coos the phoenix on taunting tonality , a gasp mixed moan exhaled as a particular torque has xiao long seeing stars &. damn near clawing into his chest. pant , pant. breath of smog. ❝ mn ... like it more when you're moanin' for me , hot shot. ❞
was something different about the kiss now that they’d dragged something like their doubts out into the open ? everything about the addictive taste of her lips, the torque of sweetheart hips was the same, but something he couldn’t quite put his finger on was different. what was it ? the shudder as vulpine claws touched and held and grabbed onto her ? was it the airy moans dragged forth from songbird’s throat in to a well - placed lick, a hard thrust, a devilish curl of fingers, a well - timed moment of ecstasy ? the baring of his teeth to mark from her breasts down along the scaled goddess planes of her hipbones was familiar, but exciting nonetheless. hmm, maybe it was in the gentle caressing between bouts of wild - forged growling, and the incinerating hold she had on his body ? maybe it was knowing that he was hers, and she his ? that no one else was allowed to touch yang in these moments of raw intimacy anymore. yeah, that definitely had something to do with it.
‘ shut up, y’ loveee hearin’ me talk. ’ effortless tease, even amidst the devastating rock of killer hips. torso rises to meet the phoenix face to face in a sitting position, grip on her thighs firm as hips slam up into her as hard as he can. one arm looped around her waist, briefly sucking and biting at her chest, tongue swirling ‘round her nipple as a weak compensation for the rough treatment, before trailing carnal bites up from her collarbones to her neck. all the while fox kept a steady rocking motion in his hips, cock twitching inside her come breathy nickname uttered on kiss - bruised lips. she felt so good. she was warm and soft, and hard, and so hot his blood simmered with each scrape of teeth against his pulse. ‘ you loveee my voice, baby girl. just admit it. ’ playful grin pressed to her shoulder as he briefly picked up the pace, amusement in the undercurrent of his words as he returned to making a roseate garden of her collarbones.
‘ y’ love it when i tell you how hard ‘m gonna fuck you when your friends are none the’ wiser. love it when — ’ pant. pant. ‘ i know y’ love it when i tell ya how wetting your panties turns me on. when i explain, in excruciatin’ detail, how thoroughly i’m gonna pull you apart. ’ he could lie there and moan, and gods, that sounded like a great time too, but where was the challenge ? he wanted to earn that shaking, mind - blowing orgasm, and yes, he wanted to gloat about how thoroughly he’d made yang beg for his dick. call him arrogant. he knew she didn’t mind. yang and fox had always moved on the same wavelength after all. she did love to make it hard for him though ( pun absolutely intended ) with the tantalising roll of her hips meeting each of his thrusts with equal ferocity, moan dragged up his throat whenever she tugged at his hair, or clawed into his chest like a wild thing. maybe it was different because he knew when she eventually reached his heart and pried his ribcage open, he’d be ready to give it.
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‘ ... “ w. a. p. ” ? what is that supposed to mean ? ’ @sunscathing / one liner sc.
makes heart eyes at !! if blake sees her staring like a lovestruck high schooler , no she doesn’t. 💜
@sunscathing › unscripted ( always acc. )
textbooks were bland, soulless things, and blake had never been a fan of them. they were and overpriced and a systematically isolating tool to make sure education leant to the rich and connected. as both a symbol of classism, and an anecdotal summary of the typical student’s pressurised misery, it’s hard to make it a prop in one of blake’s passing fantasies, let alone one to incite the love - lorn gaze of xiao long from across the library table.
felid’s molten gazee never left the phoenix’s twin orchid hue as elegant fingers traced the bottom of a glossy bronzed lip, the tease of a smirk curling velveteen mouth upwards plus tiers part, pink tongue tracing along the edges of two fingertips in an extremely suggestive manner. like that, belladonna leant forward, night spilling from her shoulders in inky black waves to trail fingertips towards yang ... and very quickly flip her textbook to the next page.
dulcet tones were breathy, a raspy little huff of amusement as blake winked. ‘ eyes down there, xiao long. ’
>:/
