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faereun · 8 months
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silence. our muses having to keep down during sex, due to whatever reason. ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
it's a risky endeavor, allowing astarion to touch her like this in the confines of his tent. sure, they had 'privacy' enough that their fellow companions wouldn't be aware of genesis's bare breasts pressed against astarion's equally nude chest, or astarion's fingers slicking themselves betwixt her thighs, digits prodding teasingly at her achingly empty entrance. that being said, the druid only has so much self - control, and the feeling of her love's unclothed erection twitching and dripping needily against her thigh is enough to make her bite down on her tongue, almost hard enough to draw blood — a weak attempt to tamp down the growl threatening to crawl up and out the back of her throat. 'you're such a twat,' she grumbles, lips pressed to his jaw, canines scraping against the shell of his ear. she wriggles, attempting to free herself from the vampire spawn's grasp but he holds her tighter to him, fingers finally delving ( albeit shallowly ) into her fluttering cunt. 'ah ah ah!' he tuts, teasing, nuzzling up the column of her throat.
a moan reverberates throughout the tent, high - pitched and keening and so unlike genesis — but it seems like astarion has made a habit of drawing these filthy little sounds out of the wood elf. 'if you're so insistent that our allies hear us fucking, you may as well hurry up and get on with it,' she whines, grinding down against astarion's talented hand as he presses his palm against her neglected clit. rather than granting her the privilege of a verbal response, astarion removes his hand swiftly, grabbing both of the druid's hips with a firm grip. without warning, his cock sinks into her velvety warmth, punching a gutted groan out of genesis — one that surely would not go unnoticed. before she can tell him off, he sets a brutal , punishing pace , laying back with a self - satisfied grin as he uses his hold on gen's waist to fuck her down onto his prick. her cunt clenches and twitches around his shaft as her hips are slammed down mercilessly, meeting every relentless thrust. if the noises she'd been making hadn't been enough to alert the whole damn camp of their coupling, the filthy slapping sound of skin - against - skin would surely do the trick.
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faereun · 9 months
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❛ i want you to take control. ❜ / hehe genesis <3
they've spirited away to some   mossy  little  patch   of forest far away from the rest of their companions, the clearing awash with hushed giggles and sweet - nothings. madeline is sprawled out in gen's lap, her eyes [ bright with joy , ] curled strands of hair soft against the wood elf's naked shoulders. she wraps her arm's around her lover's middle, pulling the bard down to meet her in a bruising kiss. she takes madeline's bottom lip between her teeth, biting gently and delighting in the sharp intake of breath she is rewarded with. she presses her thigh in between her lover's legs in tandem with tugging her body closer, feeling   A  TELLTALE  WETNESS   against her skin that has her groaning wantonly.   'you drive me absolutely wild, beautiful, d'you know that?'   she gasps as madeline presses down again, grinding her sopping cunt against genesis.   'i want you to take control,'   madeline gasps, voice dripping with lust, and, well, who is the druid to deny her that?
genesis flips the two of them around so that her lover is laid out on the soft moss below, hair loose [ like a halo ] behind her. genesis kisses her again, tongue teasing the roof of her mouth, licking into her filthily. she pulls away, a   string  of  spit   connecting them. then, with a grin and a devious gleam in her eyes, she travels south, mouthing at madeline's already - dripping sex, her lover's high - pitched WHIMPERS LIKE MUSIC to her ears. genesis fucks into her with her tongue, nose bumping against madeline's clit as she rolls against the druid's talented mouth , fingers grasping at russet locks with reckless abandon. she adds a finger, then two, stretching her lover out and sliding digits in to the knuckle, madeline's moans only more insistent. she pulls away for a moment, if only to watch how madeline's pussy sucks her in, velvety walls clamping down around her.   'you taste delicious,'   she murmurs, eyes hooded, before diving back in to finish her most decadent meal.
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faereun · 8 months
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❝ get over here and make me. ❞ // you know i had to do it.
a delighted smirk curls up the ends of full lips, just enough that the curve of bone - white fang gleams against sage skin. so they wish to make a fight of it today, do they? the druid can tell by the mischievous gleam in ozus's eyes, that bratty pout they wear so proudly, and the haughty set of their shoulders. genesis shivers with anticipation, eager to teach her little warlock a lesson — after all, who is she to deny him what he clearly craves so badly? soon they will be a pleading, wet mess beneath her, hole spread wide and dripping on her fingers, tongue, cock — she's yet to decide which. perhaps all three?
she prowls forward with all the grace of a lumbering panther , gaze just as wicked as a predator stalking its prey. 'i think you want me to make you, ozus. but i'll do you one better — i'm going to make you beg for it, sweetheart,' she purrs, leaning over the tiefling just - so. she thrusts forward, rutting the cool vines of her strap against the folds of ozus's drooling cunt, groaning at the [ filthy , sloppy sound ] of it. ozus's whorish little moans only encourage her teasing, and she rolls a nipple between index finger and thumb, nail scraping against the sensitive flesh there as a biting warning — a small reminder of who's really in charge. she leans down, fangs scraping against the deliciously delicate skin of ozus's neck, fingers traveling down further - still to play with ozus's swollen clit.
she thrusts against their temptingly slick sex again, eyes rolling into the back of her head as her cock catches on ozus's entrance, so invitingly tight and warm. she pulls back, though, still wanting — needing, to hear them beg. go on, she wills silently, beg for it. i need this as badly as you do.
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faereun · 9 months
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❛  i can’t stop thinking about you.  ❜ for gen >:))) winks cutely
the wood elf flashes daemos a wicked grin, all sharp - teeth and plush , kiss - bruised lips. she crooks a finger at him, motioning for the sorcerer to come closer. she parts her legs so that he might settle between her thighs, the skin of his palms rough against soft sage - green. his hands begin to wander,   cupping  supple  flesh   as he leans down to mouth at the hollow of her throat, forked - tongue drawing pleading little moans out of genesis. he rolls a nipple underneath his thumb,   WHISPERING  SOMETHING  FILTHY   against the shell of the druid's ear until she's purring with delight.   'i can't stop thinking about you,'   he groans, and if the broken whine of his voice hadn't convinced gen of this already, the roll of his hips against hers has his cock, hot and heavy, sliding between her folds. she clicks her tongue,   [ ah ah ah , ]   pushing his chest until he's sitting upright.   'naughty naughty boy. bit too eager, don't you think?'   she teases, fisting his prick to give him a few experimental tugs, leaning forward to nuzzle her nose against the crook of his neck.   'such a needy thing, you are.'   she sinks her teeth into the meat of his shoulder, not quite hard enough to draw blood, but certainly hard enough to leave a mark.   'say please, and say it nicely, and maybe i'll help you come.'
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faereun · 8 months
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[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair. :] for gen ofc
fingers card through messy russet locks; genesis whines in the back of her throat at the sharp sting of digits tugging at her tender scalp. very rarely did the druid wear her hair down, thus making her particularly sensitive to every little biting touch or calculated pull of silk - soft strands. astarion chuckles lowly, a husky sound that has her bared skin shivering with goosebumps.   'oh, you like that, don't you?'   the vampire spawn murmurs, and her cheeks erupt into a dark green flush of embarrassment - cusp - arousal. yes, she does like it, as a matter of fact  —  likes this feeling of being underneath astarion, a marionette as he plays with her strings, utterly shameless the way he has her wrapped around her fingers   ( both figuratively and literally )   . now, genesis is not a shy woman by any means … however … she's become accustomed to taking the more dominant role when betwixt the sheets with a lover, past partners seeing her confidence and mistaking it as disdain for submission. that is to say, it's been quite some time since someone had taken the reigns from her, and quite some time since she'd well and truly been at the mercy of another. 
astarion seems displeased by her lack of response and subsequent distraction, the grip on her hair becoming rougher, a touch … unkind. it tears a whimpering moan from the wood elf as she arches into the pain, cunt throbbing needily between her legs. supple thighs are coated with slick, creating a wet, sloppy sound as they brush against each other, genesis subconsciously clenching her core. it's filthy and her face grows hotter - still, astarion purring from where he rests above her. he looks utterly pleased, the quintessential   cat - who - got - the - cream.   he curls 'round her until his bare chest is pressed to her back, nimble digits trailing down her soft tummy until they come to rest above her center, hovering over her clit without quite making contact. she squirms restlessly, canines digging into the delicate skin of her pouting lips. 
as if he can sense her displeasure, her love only furthers his incessant teasing, positioning himself between dripping folds. he thrusts against her, the head of his cock bumping against her entrance shallowly, but never fully entering. his fangs scrape against her tender, sensitive neck; his chuckle tickles the shell of her ear.   'you really mean to make me beg, don't you?'   genesis gasps incredulously, arching to match the rhythm of astarion's hips. she tries to fuck herself back onto his cock but the hand not toying idly with her clit presses down on the small of her back, rendering her still beneath his unyielding form.   'gods, if you don't hurry up and fuck me, i'll find someone else who will,'   the druid threatens emptily. twisting 'round to press her face into the crook of astarion's neck, she bites down harshly at the juncture between shoulder and throat  —  two can play at that game.
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faereun · 8 months
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7) for sender to sit on the floor in front of receiver and place their head in receiver’s lap to be pet and praised. // hi gen xo
her lover sits on bared knees between the druid's splayed thighs, lips sticky with drool and eyes glassy with lust , pupils blown to the size of silver pieces. genesis feels akin to a god, like this, maddie betwixt her legs, gagging on her cock until she was drunk on it — desperate and begging for more. she coos softly, cradling maddie's cheek in her palm, cunt throbbing hotly at the sight of her darling girl, expression one of pure devotion. her thumb ventures past kiss - bruised lips, digit pressing down on the pink , swollen tongue it finds there. a high - pitched, keening whine sounds at the back of her little bard's throat, and she rests her cheek against the wood elf's thigh, lashes fluttering against freckled cheeks. said lashes sparkle with a [ halo of tears , ] and genesis finds a rather mean smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. 'what is it? what do you want, princess?' she leans down, murmuring against the shell of her lover's ear.
maddie's only response is to lave her tongue against the digit thrusting lazily into her mouth, soft moans punctuating every calculated movement. ah, the druid cannot bring herself to tease her little bard, not when she's crying out so sweetly for her — begging to be praised , loved , fucked within an inch of her life. her other hand cards through silken locks, coming up to curl around the curve of a horn, rubbing at the base. 'look at you — so fucking eager, so fucking beautiful. gods, you moan so prettily for me, don't you? take everything i give you so well,' she groans, voice a hoarse whisper. 'anything you want, i'll give it to you, just say the word. anything for you.'
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faereun · 9 months
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❛  there you go, just like that.  ❜ // genesis 🙈
with a quirked brow and a   curious  little  hum   , genesis uses one hand to press down onto ozus's sternum, keeping them splayed out beneath her ever - so beautifully. with the other hand she palms her strap, reaching forward to tease the tiefling's dripping slit with the head of her cock. a warbling little moan drips from his lips like   CLOYINGLY  SWEET  HONEY   and a throb of arousal has the druid's cunt clenching, sticky - wetness dripping down the insides of thick, supple thighs. she thrusts forward, fucking into her lover in earnest and smiling to herself when she's awarded another keening, high - pitched whimper. ozus's pussy sucks her strap in with an obscene squelching sound and genesis shudders, one hand traveling from their sternum up to their throat, [ gripping just - so , ] the other traveling south to thumb at his clit. she delights in the way he shudders and shakes around her cock, begging for more.
she quickens her strokes, keeping them fast and shallow, working her thumb over their clit faster still.   'there you go, just like that,'   ozus cries out and if genesis were not such a kind lover, she'd give in to her   URGES  TO  TEASE   the warlock mercilessly, pull her strap out entirely and lay ozus out with his ass in the air, arms above his head. she could drool at the thought, really. alas, no, their pleasure is just as much hers and so she fucks them relentlessly , head craning down to place   open  -  mouthed  kisses   along the hollow of their throat.   'such a pretty, needly little pet you are,'   the druid whispers against the shell of their ear, nibbling at the juncture between earlobe and jaw.   'no one can fuck you like this. no one can take you as good as i do.'
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