#wizinary

          the air around taako is unusually warm. every time kohaku thinks he’s used to it, he’s pleasantly surprised. they’re tangled comfortably, kohaku on his back with his robes strewn across his chest. it isn’t until he notices how glaringly pointed his scar is that he speaks up, disturbing the silence with a tired affection. 

           “that’s not just mine, you know.” every death in this temple since his has affected him. and each wound to the heart has healed above his, marring his flesh. “every time i woke, it was a little different.” sometimes, he’d wake too soon, and it would still bleed. “i can cover it, if it unsettles you.”

he’s   quite   proud   of   himself   ,      really   ,   and   you   can   see   it   on   his   snug   smile   that’s   bloomed   over   blue   tinted   fur   .      been   following   this   dude   around   for   the   past   hour   and   a   half   ,      and   had   finally   managed   to   snatch   that   hat   he’d   been   interested   in      (   don’t   blame   him   ,      it’s   shiny   )      right   of   the   head   of   it’s   owner   ,      laughing   in   the   face   of   those   shouts   to   give   it   back   as   clawed   fingers   inspect   the   fabric   with   a   yet   to   be   satiated   curiosity   .           ❛      hmmm      ...      nope   !      ❜      

give him some | @wizinary

meditating a few inches from the ground, the deity let everything go – the worries, cares and such from his mind, just needing to find that inner peace. though, when it did come, it came in the sound of ahis lover’s voice. just from the call of his name, and itachi took but a second to unfurl himself and saunter down the hall to the kitchen. the divine smells of food have his stomach rumbling. he’d eaten already, but having a snack wouldn’t hurt. not like his body wouldn’t burn it off later. 

early morning cuddles | @wizinary

         grumpy disposition melts away immediately as taako’s warm seeps beneath glimmering ivory scales. clawed extremity cup hips, wanting to keep him close as teeth gently caught upon the flesh of his jaw. with a quiet rumble, one hand slid upward, cupping the small of his back. ❛ someone woke in a wonderful mood. ❜

early morning ray’s played over sun-kissed flesh, and the deity couldn’t stop touching every exposed inch of flesh highlighted. he remembers the way the elven wizard had arched into the graze of his claws, how lips had fallen slack in the height of his pleasure. there’s nothing more gratifying than knowing that his lover’s pleasure was caused by him.

hmmm, that was certainly one way to look at it. he’d been alive so long that personally, he shouldn’t even be bitter about the way the world treat his kind. hunted down like wild animals, as though they were unfit for a world that thrived off violence, war and famine alike. he shakes his head, claws gently tracing abstract ruins into the soft flesh of taako’s thighs. 

❛ humanity….it’s like watching fire consume the most beautiful forest. sometimes a new change is needed, but sacrifices must be made. ❜ even if those sacrifices were lives of those who helped life flourish. crimson hues stare at his beloved from beneath thick, black lashes and he smiles gently, ❛ although, if you’re the gold the world gave me, i must admit, i’ve been awarded quite generously, no? ❜

claws trace along the outside of the wizard’s thighs as the dragon moves forward, nuzzling their noses together and bestowing a soft kiss to taako’s mouth. ❛ stay with me, tonight? ❜ the thought of someone else in his presence had never occurred to him until now. and even currently, taako is and would be more important than any of the stars glittering above his mountains.