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kingdomcomes2017-06-09 04:52 pm
loveskulls) wrote in kingdomcomes2017-06-09 04:52 pm
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MINGLE: THE SNOW QUEEN
Welcome, sluts! Feel free to use this post to mingle to your heart's delight for this month's event! Remember to post the outcome of all match-ups HERE on the plotting post! The bracket will be updated as results roll in, so keep an eye on that in the coming days as well.
Happy fucking!
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See, quantum physics is a branch of physics that includes the fundamental theory of nature at small scales and low energy levels of atoms and subatomic particles.
[He shrugs, sitting down by the fire as well and attempting to soak up it's warmth.]
Paranormal occurrences include ghosts, monsters, demons, and spirits appearing and causing disruptions in our world.
What species are you?
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however, the second part he understands.]
Oh! You're quite the scholar! I would have good use of you among my knights. I fear that ill-prepare thins my ranks just as much as the frostbite some nights.
[nothing weird about ghosts, monsters, demons, or spirits. not at all. He graciously takes a glass before he shucks off his boots. He is left only in the leather guard shorts and the cloak, but he is warming by the fire and cannot care. He would balk if he hadn't received this question most every week now.]
I am an Elezen. Those unfamiliar have called me an "elf". A difference in dialect, I suppose.
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[He leans back a little, nodding and looking Aymeric over again and taking a quick note.]
I've never met one of your kind. Or slept with one, for that manner.
[Might as well be forward about what they're here to do. He glances down, fingering over his top shirt button before undoing it.]
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[He lets out a tired chuckle. It was clear that Aymeric was hesitant to cut to the chase. ]
Nor have I with yours. I... [He trails off, deciding not to burden the other with how taboo this all is. He watches the undoing of the button intently, trying not to lose nerve.]
A drink first, please, Egon. It's... Been a while for me. I mean not to take your entire night, just... Forgive me. You understand, don't you? [He holds his glass up to be filled with a shy, but charming smile]
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[So much for humility. He nods understandingly, taking the glass and filling it about halfway with bourbon. And don't think he hasn't noticed the wine. He's never minded the idea of sleeping with someone outside his own species, so long as they got along and were sentient enough to consent. But he could see it being a problem for others.]
It's been a while for me as well. It's not exactly a well accepted thing where I'm from, to sleep with a man. Take all the time you need, we've got the room all night.
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[Aymeric's eyebrows raise in impossibly masked surprise.]
It's not well accepted- [He can't help but dumbly parrot it.] Pardon my cultural ignorance, but why not?
[He takes a sip of the bourbon. It's not his usual beverage, but the prolonged exposure to the cold makes him want the warmth it provides.]
You're terribly kind, considering that we are now in competition with one another. I won't abuse your allowances. [ He looks into his glass, impulse taking him as he drops the liquor down his throat. He barely grimaces. He stands, shedding the ridiculous cowl. His hands hover over the ties to his terribly revealing shorts. ]
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It's considered unnatural. Most people don't acknowledge how advantageous it is to the countless species, not just humans, that it appears in.
[Another swallow. He's tired.]
The political and health climate isn't particularly healthy either. So I prefer to keep it to myself, at the best of times.
[Aymeric gets an earnest look of momentary appreciation, leaning back and watching him strip a bit more. His one button and suspenders doesn't seem like much. He's overdressed.]
I'm doing my best to make it a comfortable competition. This is the sort of thing that I don't think can be measured or graded without some collaboration.
[He glances towards the bed, not quite uneasily, before standing and beginning to undo the remainder of his buttons before his shirt gets shrugged off. His shoes had been abandoned well before this at the bedside, despite the cold.]
[At least if he lost, this would be some source of warmth. He glances towards the shorts again and sighs softly.]
May I? I mean, if you want to begin.
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[His pulse begins to quicken. They're really getting into it now, aren't they? He's very nearly naked in front of another man, and. Well, it was this other fellow's turn to show some skin. He gives a soft chuckle. He takes a coal from the hearth, setting it into a brazier for better lighting.
He turns properly towards the other man. Without the cowl, without his hunched posing, without blocking the firelight, and the wind chapped redness calmed, it is plain to see the dozens of scars littered over his body. There appear to be from a mixture of blades and claws with a fair number of burn scars, too. There is particularly deep, nasty scarring around his neck and wrists as if he were clasped in red-hot irons.]
Aye, what an odd competition. There are so many variables betwixt the sheets. We will simply see who the gods and goddesses deem worthy. [He would have called specifically upon his own patron diety, The Fury, yet he wasn't sure if it was appropriate. This wasn't exactly a trial by combat.
He glances between his shorts and his partner-opponent. At least Egon was attractive. This wouldn't be unpleasant, probably.]
I've stalled long enough, I think. [He gathers himself one last little time] Come here, then. We might warm ourselves by the fire ere we warm one another.
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[He nods a bit, watching the coals before, quite methodically, turning to light a few of the candles over the bed. For when they eventually get there.]
[He'd gotten a few essential items before arriving, some of the thankfully numerous packages of lubricant and condoms that are handed out nearly everywhere are on the bedside table, right now an afterthought.]
[Egon looks over his companion and competitor for the evening, noting all the scars and burns quietly, empathetically. He's got a handful of very small ones himself, mostly on his hands. Nothing like what Aymeric bares here.]
Yes.
[He nods again, waiting a moment before undoing his belt and discarding it before coming over, large hands placed very carefully on Ay's shoulders. He offers a very light squeeze, all in the fingertips and feeling across those little knicks and scars. The blonde lets out another unsure little breath, closing his eyes for a moment before one hand goes carefully sliding down a little, across bare chest and ribs.]
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His hands slide around the waistband, ready for any number of trouser components. Feeling little else but pockets, his hands come to the front of his pants. He pulls the button apart with ease, then... finds no more buttons. No laces, no clasps. His fingers run along the teeth of the zipper, his cheeks reddening slightly. How casually he just touched another man's crotch-]
Pardon my clumsiness, I haven't felt anything like this before... How do these come apart?
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They're very simple, really.
[He'd figured he should dress nice for this, and the nicest thing he had was the outfit he'd arrived in. His hips hitch forward a little bit into Aymeric's grip, keeping that entertained little smile.]
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[He watches the zipper coma apart with slight awe, realizing that he's possibly staring too much. The laugh rolls right off. He's not ashamed that he doesn't understand these terribly foreign things. Was there really such thing as too much when they were about to get so intimate?]
Oh, how sorely I've missed wearing my smallclothes day-to-day. They simply don't fit under the leathers elegantly.
[He bites his lip in spite of himself. He was absolutely much more into this than he thought he would be.
It had been a very long time. He presses his hand against the front of Egon's boxers, feeling him though the fabric. A very important thought occurs.]
Say... How would you like to do this?
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[He lets out a short breath of anticipation as the other man's palm goes firmly on the thin material at the front of his boxers and the important bits underneath. It's quite the palmful.]
[In response the scientist works his hands into those leathers, giving the taller man another look of appraisal. Not many people are taller than him. There's something he considers very attractive about that, some sort of innate sense of command do it.]
Would you want to take charge?
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[He has had his number gripes with the uniforms from day one with absolutely no platform or access to the Mistress. The powerlessness had been getting to him, but he had at least resolved to work his way up. Hopefully it wouldn't take another ten damn years.]
[His lips quirk into a catlike smile as he gave his package a testing little squeeze]
I usually do.
[He seals that idea with his free hand at the back of Egon's head and his lips upon his. Aymeric is entirely comfortable taking the lead here. It would hopefully also give him the advantage.]
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[That's a response to both, and he sucks in a breath at the squeeze, tensing. His own hands slide around, loosening the last item of clothing Aymeric's kept on up until now and taking a firm handful of ass.]
[The kiss should have been more expected than it is, but he leans in willingly and even takes an excited little nip at the taller man's lower lip.]
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His hands move to Egon's ass, squeezing and kneading at the muscle With the distance entirely closed like this, he meditated for just the briefest moment about the last time he'd done this. The mood was entirely different, but at least this held its own appeal]
[He would need to keep a clear head. He was in this to win, after all. With a parting kiss of sorts, he sinks to his knees before Egon. He brushes his lips against Egon's cock.]
whoops I realized Egon is 29
[...He missed that. The scientist tenses, then sighs and rocks back on his heels, reaching down to tentatively run his fingers through Aymeric's hair. The cock twitches, thickening lazily as the older man tends to it.]
oops! its ok, aymeric is good as the sexy older man too
One of his hands stays on his ass, the other moving between his legs from the front to massage the soft skin there. He wonders if Egon will stop him or forget himself and come in his mouth.]
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[Egon makes up for this by tending to Aymeric's more tender zones that he can reach as he continues to grow in the older man's mouth. His knees quake a little bit, fingertips circling the tips of Ay's ears, thumbs traveling lightly across his eyelids, moving down slightly to massage the smooth curve where the elezen's neck met his shoulders- he sucked in a deep breath again, biting his lip and beginning to slide back tentatively.]
Wait, I think that we should... handle each other. At the same time, I mean, I can't take all the attention.
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[ He curses inwardly as Egon speaks. He was hoping too little of the other man to not get carried away. He pulls the cock from his mouth so that he can speak. ]
Let us take up the bed, then?
[He stands, in the same movement trying to sweep Egon off his feet into his arms- if he goes up without a struggle. Wholly unnecessary, but he felt a minor display of strength goes a long way to enticing others. ]
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[The exclamation doesn't seem to be an irritated one, just a bit of clear surprise. But the scientist allows himself to be lifted up, making a surprised but thrilled little noise from the back of his throat.]
[Egon runs one hand over Aymeric's chest, admiring it for a moment.]
Have you ever preformed simultaneous oral?
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Nay, I've not done such a thing. [He sits down beside him, eyeing him up and down. How interesting, really. Oral was something that he was used to giving and receiving, he hadn't considered that he could have both at once.] Whilst I can imagine how we might get into position... Perhaps you would prefer to show me how you like to do it?
[He spreads his knees enough to give Egon a good look, squeezing the base of his cock in an entirely performative manner. He hadn't expected to learn anything during this competition, though he realizes now that it would be a natural course. Even if he did think Elezen to be the best lovers.]
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Its very simple, really. We just align ourselves, one on top of the other-
[He should just do it. That seems like a good idea. The scientist pauses and nods to himself before leaning in, one hand on Aymeric's shoulder to urge him into lying down, the other supporting himself as he gave the Elezen's cock a kiss on the head with only momentary pause. Humans may or may not be the best lovers, but they were creative ones.]
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Ah, Splendid...!
[He takes Egon's hips in his hands, pulling him down to press his cock to his lips once again. He stifles an almost scandalized giggle- His current view of Egon is much more intimate, really, than the one just a minute prior. He closes his eyes in slight embarrassment as he opens his mouth, taking Egon in.
He tries to concentrate on the task at hand, trying with some difficulty to ignore his own pleasure. He moves a hand from Egon's hip to his backside, looking to tease his entrance.]
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[He spreads his knees on either side of the older man's shoulders so he has full access to his well-displayed junk, running his tongue up Ay's length considerately before slipping his plush lips over the head. Egon's hips squirm, enjoying the shared attention proudly.]
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