It was bound to happen eventually.

[heiresy]

Who: Aymeric and Yenh
What: They're gonna bang, probably.
When: Sometime after the Feast.
Where: The castle, then Yenh's shacking-up shack.
Warnings: Sex, most probably.


[It had all become rather routine now. Not in a bad way, really. But, in the past weeks he had purchased himself some clothing to blend in better. He had established his comings and goings. And for now, he decided that it was pertinent to keep his head down. Gathering the Mistress' ire was certainly foolish.

Once his shift was over, he hurried to the dorms to change, and then try to catch Yenh at the end of her day. He was dressed unusually- Not in general, simply in relation to the ceremonial garb or the thong that he's been breaking in for a couple weeks. This was a fairly simple tunic, cut in panels and tailored handsomely around his torso. He wore leggings in a cream color with a pair of soft leather boots. He looked almost like a regular citizen, aside from being a full head taller than most of the men puttering in the village.

Nearly fifty paces away he catches sight of her silhouette and tell-tale red hair.]

Yenh!

Comments

[heiresy]

[He looks at her with some serious concern now.] Fury, what did he do?

[He places a hand on hers] What would you tell me, then?

[crimsonlight]

[Despite the gravity of the situation, she smiles.]

Our ponderings over Estinien- how he seems lacking in memories of events past. I'm afraid you and I now share a discrepancy in time, too.

While I was returning from my visit to the Snow Queen, the strangest thing happened... well, the less strange version is that it feels as though I returned to Eorzea—with scant memory of this place—and returned again after time there unfolded. It was like an extended vision from the Echo... but for myself.

[heiresy]

Oh- My, I should have imagined such a thing. One does not learn the blade inside of a week. Not even the Warrior of Light. [He goes to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear, realizing that he can't, so he just sort of brushes it back anyway.]

Pray tell me that I haven't make a recent arse of myself, then.

[crimsonlight]

No, not at all. [She smiles, focusing in on his part of the war effort, rather than all the icky parts. Namely, the war itself. And also, she fusses with his hair, because why the hell not.]

Ishgard participated in the battle to liberate Ala Mhigo. And you along with it.

[heiresy]

Liberation? How far flung are you from my point of view?

[ He seems pleased with this news though, that the eorzean alliance had stood up to its purpose.]

I can't imagine we would have the forces to take to Ala Mhigo were I to send them in a moon's time.

[He draws his fingertips along her muscle, devising strategies in his head. Not that he would have the opportunity to use them, but it's how he was wired. ]

[crimsonlight]

[ she shakes her head and lets a lock of his hair half-curl around her playful fingers.]

Longer than that, but not by much. You provided a handful of Temple Knights, but it was your cannons making the strongest argument for Ishgard's commitment to the alliance.

[heiresy]

[He presses his head against her hand, almost like an affection starved puppy. It takes him a second to reply. Which canons? Ishgard's brimming with artillery. Ah yes-] I suppose it's bad taste to call them dragon-killers now, but those are our most exceptional canons. House Haillenarte has ever served us.

[He sighs with relief ] It is good to know that I haven't met my end by a different assassin's irritation with my policies. [He tossed his legs off the side of the bed, standing and stretching. ]

I wonder if my tea has gone cold.

[crimsonlight]

[ She isn't sure immediately what to say; there was so much to tell, but none of it directly concerned him, either. She touches her belly and thinks about how Zenos could have disemboweled her, but didn't. She thinks about Doma, and the struggles both nations had in their bids for freedom. Of comrades lost. ]

[ It's better to let him concern himself with his tea, she decides. ]

Almost definitely. We can warm it up again on the stove, of course. [ She looks at his backside. ] Presuming you aren't interested in another go?

[heiresy]

[He looks at her over his shoulder with a coy expression.]

I could be. It shouldn't be a surprise that the Warrior of Light is a woman of endurance. [He sets back down next to her, placing a hand on her thigh]

What's on your mind?

[crimsonlight]

[ She shifts her leg closer to him, incidentally also parting her legs somewhat. ]

If I hadn't asked you to use your full strength already, I'd suggest more of the same. But seeing as I don't want to be bed-bound... [ She looks him over, smiling. ] We could try the back. More gently, this time.

[heiresy]

[His eyes go between her legs, and his cock answers for him on his thoughts about all that.]

I should hope that you have an appropriate oil? [He moves up into her space, his half-hardened cock resting against her.] You're so small, I can't imagine spit would be quite enough...

[crimsonlight]

[ She hums in affirmative, reaching down to caress his hardening manhood with the tips of her fingers in a way that can almost be called "fond." ]

I'd acquired some, not knowing the Snow Queen's, ah, situation. [ She curls her hand solidly around him, feeling her own arousal returning in full bloom. Her inside aches in protest, but whatever, it'll be longing for more in three days tops. ] We hardly needed any at all.

[heiresy]

[A low moan rumbles through his chest as she touches him. He looks down at her with his face heating.]

I'll be gentle. I've been more than a few of my countrymen's firsts. [Though he has almost no doubt at this point that's she's totally done this before.]

[crimsonlight]

[ She considers asking him to talk about past lovers, but that seems more like a "fuckbuddies for a while" conversation than something for firsts. So she responds with a sultry tone and a smile. ]

Good. But you won't need to be too gentle. But, first... [ Oh, heck with it. It's not like they only can to do anal. Yenh shifts suddenly and leans down, grasping him tight as she slips her tongue out to flick at the head of his cock, ears perked for his reaction. ]

[heiresy]

[He lets out a noise of pleased surprise. He sits back, propping himself up to watch, hoping that that's a lot more than just a tease.]

Oh... 'Tis one thing to hear of your skill and willingness, 'tis quite another to see you in action.

[he wiggles his hips a bit, smearing a little precome on her lips.]

[crimsonlight]

[Which she gladly licks clean.]

[It was odd to hear that sentiment, so often said regarding her combat prowess, being applied to her here in a decidedly more peaceful setting. At least she can continue making herself useful to others, even without her magic.]

[Aside from the inherent carnal thrill of the situation, of course.]

[She had intended it as a tease, but Yenh finds herself unwilling to stop. The size alone is awe-inspiring enough to warrant a better look, but more than that, she's enjoying this chance to explore Aymeric and to set him quivering. One hand grasps his jewels and begins experimenting to see if and what he likes best, even as her tongue and lips trace paths along the shaft.]

[heiresy]

[And quiver he will if she keeps this up. He rolls his hips, once, both hands going to ground himself in her hair. He reacts visibly as she handles his plums, and he is well-hard and darkly colored in arousal.]

Ohh, Yenh... [Why was everyone so good at this? It made him feel amateurish in relation, though he was older than each of his lovers. He lays back, his legs splayed wide, breath starting to quicken properly. Perhaps it's the energy or the thrill involved, but it gets him talking.]

Is this hard-earned skill or blessing? I could believe either easily, but I never knew a woman of so many talents had more still...

[crimsonlight]

[Her lips latch onto the base of his cock while her free hand begins rubbing and pumping the head, making good use of his precome to keep her touch slick and easy.]

[To hear Aymeric speaking like this to her is a delight that makes it all the more satisfying to egg him on. Though she knows it could have been taken as a rhetorical question, she also can't bear to waste an opportunity. She lifts her mouth away only enough to speak clearly.]

Very hard-earned.

[heiresy]

How did you ever find the ti-i-ime? [He's interrupted by his own lustful whine. He bites his lip, trying to get a handle on himself. Still, his chest heaves and he bucks into her hot, slick hand.]

Yenh... I can't take much more of this. [He sits up to pull away from her partially, a large hand gently against her forehead and ear.] If you wish truly to have a second go... [His face is heated, his ears tinted a lovely red.] It would be wise to let me prepare you now.

[crimsonlight]

[She closes her eye against the hand, which adds to the rather goofy grin she's giving him. And no, she isn't going to answer that question. "I have a sleep disorder, probably" is not a good sexy answer. With a reminder to keep herself in check so that she does not speak too coarsely to him, she holds her hands still... but doesn't let go of him, yet.]

Ah, I can't stand having to decide—I crave both.

I make it your choice, milord.

[heiresy]

[Even if her hand is still, his hips aren't. The vision of her there, in front of his cock. Saying such things. He comes with a bit-off moan as she "milords" him. He looks much the same as he did the last time he came the time before— his mouth open, eyes shut tight, head thrown back in unfettered ecstasy. ]

[After a moment, he regains himself, covering his face with his palm.]

I'm so sorry-

[crimsonlight]

[Yenh is directly in the blast zone—though because she wasn't expecting it, the spray pattern isn't anything to write home about. It definitely got her on the lips and cheek, but, less sexily for probably many people, also in her hair.]

[Given the sight on display before her, she hardly notices. Seeing him like this is just as good the second time. Maybe better, now that she has enough of her own wits left about her to really appreciate it.]

[Releasing his groin, she snakes a hand downward, where her fingers begin to make quick work of her clit. Yenh trails rough kisses along his inner thigh and moans words of praise half into his flesh.]

No, no, don't apologize- that was wonderful.

[heiresy]

I can at least repay the favor— [As he's now trying to wipe his own jizz from her face and hair, somewhat ineffectively. He watches her with adoration as she kisses and touches herself. He says he can repay the favor, but he's not actually sure that his skills would match up with hers in the oral department. Hm. He wipes his hand on the sheets, then places it on a shoulder blade to give her a hopefully seductive rub. ]

[crimsonlight]

[ Skills or not, her eyes snap toward him, wide and eager. Would he? But then she hesitates. No, no, trading favors doesn't feel right at all. Even if he meant it as a turn of phrase, Yenh slows her stroking down to little more than pressure against herself, her expression showing something like uncertainty. ]

You're under no obligation to. [ But that sounds weird and dicey, so she elaborates: ] I won't resent you, if you don't desire it.

[heiresy]

'Tis not that I don't desire it... Yet my skill in comparison to yours is perhaps laughable... [His hands are upon her back still, giving a facsimile of a massage.]

If that is alright with you, however...