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keicordelle · 11 months

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An Arrangement of Convenience, Ch. 3

Fandom: FFXIV Rating: E Pairing: Estimeric Word Count: 4.9k Tags: Pre-Canon, Temple Knights Days, Friends with Benefits, First Time Together, Awkwardness, Relationship Discussions, Establishing Boundaries, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Consent, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, POV First Person, POV Aymeric de Borel

Summary: Before they were the Lord Commander and the Azure Dragoon, they were Temple Knights. Before they were lovers, they were friends. Before their feelings grew into something more, they came together when there were no other options, in an arrangement established entirely out of convenience and mutual attraction.

Aymeric knows full well he's not the only man in the world attracted to other men, but he never expected his best friend to reveal that not only is he aware of Aymeric's preferences, but he shares them. When Estinien proposes that they might find pleasure with each other when the need arises, the offer seems to come straight out of Aymeric's fantasies. If they could maintain such an arrangement without ruining their friendship, it would be everything he'd ever dreamed of... But if they couldn't, he risked losing the only friend he'd ever had who saw him as more than a novelty. Because once he said yes, one way or another, everything was sure to change.

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It was another three days before we chanced to be alone together again. The frustration that gnawed at me grew with every night I spent alone in my bedroll wallowing with pent-up need. I could tell Estinien felt much the same: he was surlier than usual, snapping at anyone who tried to talk to him. Barely contained hunger burned in his eyes when no one was watching, as if he'd simply been shoving down his lust until he had a target for it, and now it was uncaged and threatened to consume him. Which was a fairly accurate account of how I felt as well. Knowing he was within my grasp and I might finally find my release in the embrace of another after so many months alone and yet being denied every opportunity to do so burned me up inside and made every minute feel like hours dragging on interminably.

A hand came down on my wrist as I chewed absently on a piece of hardtack and pretended to listen to whatever Tiraneaux was saying. I jumped, too lost in my own thoughts to have noticed Estinien come up behind me. "Come with me," he said, face serious. "I need your assistance."

Tiraneaux trailed off, looking at him in concern. "Is something the matter, Ser Estinien? Have you uncovered one of those dravanian whoresons?"

"Nothing so serious as that. There's no point in mobilizing until we know more. Ser Aymeric and I can investigate and see if there is indeed a threat. Be on your guard, and remain here in the event that we need your aid."

"Understood," the older man said, despite the fact that he outranked us. The command in Estinien's voice was indomitable, and for a moment I felt like I could see the man he would be in 10 years, an implacable general and trusted leader, the vaunted Azure Dragoon who guaranteed the safety of our city. Already he was an incredible warrior; with another decade of experience and the power of the Eye at his beck and call, he would be an avatar of Halone herself. If our friendship could survive the rigors of the intervening years, together we would be able to exact great change in the Holy See.

I blinked, and he was just my friend Estinien once more, his fingers flexing on my arm. His eyes shifted from Tiraneaux to me, an invitation in their intensity. "Will you come?" he asked, voice rough.

My chin dipped, a finger of anticipation sliding down my spine to replace the tightness of frustration in my gut. "Of course."

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waterdeep · 3 years

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SER AYMERIC DE BOREL

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galvus · 3 years

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𝗣 𝗔 𝗥 𝗧 𝗬 𝗦 𝗘 𝗟 𝗘 𝗖 𝗧 𝗜 𝗢 𝗡 ▷ Temple Knight. Level 80. Aymeric de Borel.

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cidhighwiind · 2 years

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ffxiv pics | [ 8/? ]

aymeric de borel

#ffxivedit #final fantasy 14 screenshots #final fantasy xiv #aymeric de borel #ffxiv gpose #i'm replaying heavensward on my ardbert alt and just. aymeric.#so pretty <3 #s: final fantasy #vg: ffxiv #ch: aymeric #mine: ffxiv #mine: pics

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snotsloth · 4 years

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Hi there! You can call me Sloth, or Orion. You can also find me over on:

AO3: GanymedeRosalind

Bluesky: OrionAllthoughts

Current Special Interests

Baldur's Gate 3

Final Fantasy XIV

Star Wars (Always Star Wars)

Dragon Age

DC Comics

Gardening

More on my various video game OCs under the cut!

Final Fantasy XIV

I currently have two primary FFXIV characters: Orion and Taliesin.

Orion D'Oschon

Orion is a quiet, bookish man who was born and spent his early life in Idylshire before the colony was abandoned by Old Sharlayan. He spent his adolescence as a refugee on the outskirts of Ul'dah before getting a job as an Arcanist in Limsa Lominsa. From there, his life followed the typical trajectory of a Warrior of Light.

When not fighting gods and saving the world, Orion leads a fairly peaceful and ordinary life. Through his travels, he developed an interest in botany, especially medicinal herbs. So he spends much of his free-time exploring, gathering samples, gardening and recording his findings.

Some Orion factoids:

Main job: Scholar

Other jobs: Summoner, Machinist, Botanist, Alchemist

Birthplace: Idylshire

Age: Mid 30s

Orientation: Bisexual, polyamorous

Gender: Cis male

Pronouns: He/him

Current home: Ishgard (also keeps an apartment in Limsa Lominsa)

Family: Only child. Both parents are still alive and living in Ul'dah.

Romantic Interests: Wife, Kendra T'soni. Life Partner, Aymeric de Borel. Deceased brain ghost, Ardbert. Deceased, Ysayle Dangoulain.

Taliesin Evander

Taliesin is an Alternate Universe character. He's the answer to my question, "What would happen if Hythlodaeus was sundered?" He's not the Warrior of Light. There is a version of Meteor that serves as WoL in this universe. However, he does have the Echo, is a member of the Scions, and part of Meteor's inner circle.

Taliesin is also secretly the long-term on-again-off-again Favorite of Garlean emperor, Solus Zos Galvus. They have known one another since before Solus took the throne. (And they possibly have several children? I haven't decided.) Taliesin does not reveal this secret to Meteor or the Scions until shortly after Solus's death.

Taliesin's lore is still very much in flux.

Some Taliesin factoids:

Main job: Bard

Other jobs: Conjurer, Scholar, Monk, Goldsmith (specifically mammets and other automata)

Birthplace: Skatay Range, Othard

Age: Early 90s

Orientation: Bisexual, demisexual, polyamorous

Gender: Transmasc, genderfluid

Pronouns: usually he/him, has used they/them on occasion

Current home: Old Sharlayan. He has his own suite at the Baldesion Annex, but he also frequently stays at the palace in Radz-at-Han.

Family: He possibly has a few adult sons and daughters running around but I haven't decided for certain. He does not have any contact with his birth clan. He also considers G'raha, Krile, Alphinaud, and Alisaie family. Zenos just gets a big fat "It's complicated" stamp.

Romantic Interests: On-again-off-again lovers, companions, enemies, it's so complicated, my god, Solus zos Galvus. Amiable exes, Jehantel. Queerplatonic something or other, Meteor. He might also have a thing with Raubahn, I haven't decided.

Baldur's Gate 3

Brychan

My primary Tav is a half-elf storm sorcerer named Brychan. It's an Old Welsh name derived from brych "speckled, freckled" combined with a diminutive suffix. It’s pronounced Bruh - ’ch’ like the ch in Scottish ’loch’ or German ’ich’, and then stressed ’an’. Bruh ’ch’ AN according to Welsh speakers I've found online.

Originally from the Moonshae Isles, west of Faerun, Brychan moved to Baldur's Gate about three years before the beginning of the game. He's a sailor by trade, hired mostly by merchant ships to ensure good weather during risky voyages. Before the game, he never really used his magic in a combat situation and struggles with the kind of precision and control one would need to ensure his companions and the environment aren't caught up in friendly fire.

Some Taliesin factoids:

Class: Storm Sorcerer (though according to family legend he may actually be of a draconic bloodline)

Race: Half wood elf

Alignment: Chaotic (Naive) Good.

Background: Outlander (though it would be Sailor if that was an in-game option)

Birthplace: Westhaven, Pandira, Moonshae Isles

Age: Early 20s

Orientation: Bisexual, polyamorous

Gender: Trans man

Pronouns: he/him

Current home: Baldur's Gate, though he spends most of his time at sea

Family: His mother, now deceased, was a bard/pirate of some renown. His only living relative, an uncle named Gareth still lives on a sheep farm near Westhaven.

Romantic Interests: Wyll/Karlach/Brychan thruple is the main relationship during the game. He also has a very strong queerplatonic attachment to Astarion. The Emperor gets a big ol' "It's complicated."

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sforzie · 4 years

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Chapters: 44/44 Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aymeric de Borel/Warrior of Light, Zenos yae Galvus/Warrior of Light, Solus zos Galvus | Emet-Selch & Warrior of Light Characters: Aymeric de Borel, Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Alisaie Leveilleur, Zenos yae Galvus, Estinien Wyrmblood, Lucia goe Junius, Solus zos Galvus | Emet-Selch, Alphinaud Leveilleur Additional Tags: Named Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Viera Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Female Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Multi-Classed Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Warrior of Light is a Milf, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, post 5.0 canon divergence, pre 5.3 lore, Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV) Needs Therapy, Amaurotine Warrior of Light (Final Fantasy XIV), Ascians (Final Fantasy XIV), Depression, Self-Esteem Issues, Established Relationship, Marriage, Infidelity, Infidelity Doesn't Always End the Relationship, Smut, Penis In Vagina Sex, Past Lives, Soul Bond, Enemies to Lovers, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Implied/Referenced Suicide, POV Multiple, Flashbacks, The Echo (Final Fantasy XIV), Lost Love, Unintentional Polyamory, Combat Violence, Hey Zenos Did Not Consent to Being a Vessel, Zenos yae Galvus Has Feelings, But he's still Zenos, Idiot as a term of endearment, Halone Help Me This Will Have a Happy Ending Summary:

With the trials of the First completed, a weary Warrior of Light is ready to go home to her family. But the troubles she left behind on the Source are still waiting for her... namely, her dedicated hunter, Zenos yae Galvus. A new set of trials await the Warrior of Light as she struggles to keep the peace in Ishgard, her love life, and her self. [Shifting PoVs: Warrior of Light (Summer Ruby), Aymeric de Borel] --- Ch 44: Ishgard, for now, is safe and sound, under the [loving] protection of the Warrior of Light. [[STORY COMPLETE]]

#ffxiv #ffxiv fanfic #warrior of light #aymeric de borel #zenos yae galvus #emet-selch #I finally finished it after seven months so you can read it now if you want to #or don't #that's cool too

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kivaember · 6 years

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Title: The Haunting of Dusk Vigil Relationship: Aymeric de Borel/Warrior of Light Characters: Aymeric de Borel, Warrior of Light, Lucia goe Junius, Original Characters Summary: The Ishgardian Republic has finally gathered the necessary manpower and resources required to launch an expedition to Dusk Vigil, in hopes of reclaiming it for Ishgard. Led by Aymeric, with the Warrior of Light offering assistance for the zombie and monster infestation, it was believed it would be hard, tiring work - but fairly straightforward.

But then the Warrior of Light discovers the Voidsent in the basement, and things get... mind-fucky.

#ffxiv #fanfic #ch. 8 #aymeric de borel #warrior of light

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keicordelle · 9 months

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Forced Vacation, Ch. 3

Fandom: FFXIV Rating: E Pairing: Estimeric Word Count: 7.4k Tags: Established Relationship, Dom/sub, Dom!Estinien, sub!Aymeric, Caretaking, Foreplay, Porn What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Consent, Teasing, Free Use, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Butt Plugs, Creampie, Rough Sex, Comeplay, POV First Person, POV Aymeric de Borel

Summary: It seemed as though have the job of the Lord Speaker was signing off on contracts, an ever-growing pile of paperwork requiring Aymeric to work long into the night to keep up with the rapidly evolving state of Ishgard's new republic - a task that was made especially difficult when a certain white-haired imp had his tongue in Aymeric's ear, utterly determined to distract him from his work.

It was only the next morning that Aymeric discovered precisely why Estinien had been so set on pulling his focus from the contracts he'd been signing. ’I, Ser Aymeric de Borel, do agree to refrain from work of any sort between this fifth day of the fourth umbral moon until the eighth day of this same month, during which time I agree to submit to the whims of one Estinien Varlineau and follow his every order.’ And there, at the bottom, was his flourishing signature, a touch distorted from his distraction but undeniably his.

This was certain to be an interesting three days, to say the least.

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Estinien’s mouth crushed against my own, his tongue demanding as it forced its way inside to plunder my mouth and lay claim to all in its reach. His hands slid up my body, thumb flicking across my nipple to set my back arching. His skin was hot on mine, his leg between my thighs brushing against my groin with every shift of his weight, and I couldn’t help the desperate little moan that escaped me. He broke the kiss, moving to tongue at my ear instead, so when he spoke, the words curled like smoke straight to my core. "Do as I say today, Aymeric, and perhaps I shall reward you."

I groaned, and the hands were real, caressing my skin with feathered touches, the heavy weight of a body on mine drawing me from the decadent realm of dreams to an even more pleasant reality. "Look who's finally awake," Estinien purred into my ear. "Are you ready to indulge my every whim today?" His hand drifted down my chest and stomach to tease at the edge of my smallclothes, and I answered with a noise caught somewhere between an affirmation and a moan. "Good," he said and drew back. "Then you'd best get started. To the bath with you, and I'll be watching to make sure you wash yourself thoroughly."

I flushed as he stood. It was one thing to bathe with him, even to have him wash my body, but for him to simply watch me as I bathed, attentive and critical in his vigilance... "Finally decided to take advantage of your contract, have you?" I said to distract myself from the rush of heat that flooded me.

"Mm. Full advantage," he agreed. "Now come. I expect my orders to be followed promptly."

Feeling a touch like I was undergoing inspection back in my early days with the Temple Knights, I followed him into the bathing room, where the water was already drawn and waiting for me. He propped himself against on the lip of the tub to watch as I sank into its warmth, which eased my self-consciousness just a hair as I scrubbed at myself. "Be sure to spend extra time on your ass," he instructed. "As I intend to make ample use of it today."

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keicordelle · 10 months

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Forced Vacation, Ch. 2

Fandom: FFXIV Rating: E Pairing: Estimeric Word Count: 3.1k Tags: Established Relationship, Dom/sub, Dom!Estinien, sub!Aymeric, Caretaking, Foreplay, Porn What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Consent, Teasing, Free Use, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Butt Plugs, Creampie, Rough Sex, Comeplay, POV First Person, POV Aymeric de Borel

Summary: It seemed as though have the job of the Lord Speaker was signing off on contracts, an ever-growing pile of paperwork requiring Aymeric to work long into the night to keep up with the rapidly evolving state of Ishgard's new republic - a task that was made especially difficult when a certain white-haired imp had his tongue in Aymeric's ear, utterly determined to distract him from his work.

It was only the next morning that Aymeric discovered precisely why Estinien had been so set on pulling his focus from the contracts he'd been signing. ’I, Ser Aymeric de Borel, do agree to refrain from work of any sort between this fifth day of the fourth umbral moon until the eighth day of this same month, during which time I agree to submit to the whims of one Estinien Varlineau and follow his every order.’ And there, at the bottom, was his flourishing signature, a touch distorted from his distraction but undeniably his.

This was certain to be an interesting three days, to say the least.

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It did not actually take me as long to fall asleep as I'd feared, and when I awoke, feeling better rested than I had in moons, the heat of Estinien's body still warmed my back.

"Good morning," he murmured, and I nestled back into him. "This morning, you shall rise and take a long bath then don the outfit I have selected for you. From there, we shall see what tasks I have for you today."

My eyes flew open as the memory of this morning rushed back to me. Ah yes, that was why I was lying comfortably in bed with the sun shining brightly through the windows and not in my office sorting through papers and meeting with dignitaries. For three days, I was to follow Estinien's every order and indulge his every whim.

He started off the first day very kindly, most of his commands intended for my well-being and not his own whimsy. I certainly hadn't expected him to take this so far as to choose my clothing for me, but the outfit he had laid out while I was in the bath was one of my favorites - more proof that he knew me as well as I knew myself. Better, perhaps, as his next instructions were to "Sit and eat," and he laid before me a plate with a healthy slice of cake upon it.

"This is an interesting choice for breakfast," I observed, taking up my fork.

"Yes, well, you have a most wicked sweet tooth, and I figured there is hardly a better occasion to indulge it." He sat across from me, a much smaller piece of the same confection laid before him.

I dug in with perhaps slightly more fervor than was polite as he watched with a small smile. The cake was heavenly, fluffy and rich with the taste of vanilla, the buttercream frosting melting across my tongue. "Halone preserve me. Did you make this?"

"Aye," he agreed, eyes lowered in an expression that might be called bashful, were I willing to risk Estinien's wrath to say as much.

"It's marvelous! I see your practice with cake has certainly paid off. Much to my benefit." I licked frosting from my finger, watching the way his eyes darkened at the memory of licking it from other places in one such experimental practice session, but he made no move to act on whatever licentious thoughts beset him. We chatted about nothing of consequence, savoring the taste of his glorious cake and the tea that accompanied it, and he did not so much as touch my leg with his foot while we did.

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keicordelle · 10 months

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Forced Vacation, Ch. 1

Fandom: FFXIV Rating: E Pairing: Estimeric Word Count: 1.3k Tags: Established Relationship, Dom/sub, Dom!Estinien, sub!Aymeric, Caretaking, Foreplay, Porn What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Consent, Teasing, Free Use, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Butt Plugs, Creampie, Rough Sex, Comeplay, POV First Person, POV Aymeric de Borel

Summary: It seemed as though have the job of the Lord Speaker was signing off on contracts, an ever-growing pile of paperwork requiring Aymeric to work long into the night to keep up with the rapidly evolving state of Ishgard's new republic - a task that was made especially difficult when a certain white-haired imp had his tongue in Aymeric's ear, utterly determined to distract him from his work.

It was only the next morning that Aymeric discovered precisely why Estinien had been so set on pulling his focus from the contracts he'd been signing. ’I, Ser Aymeric de Borel, do agree to refrain from work of any sort between this fifth day of the fourth umbral moon until the eighth day of this same month, during which time I agree to submit to the whims of one Estinien Varlineau and follow his every order.’ And there, at the bottom, was his flourishing signature, a touch distorted from his distraction but undeniably his.

This was certain to be an interesting three days, to say the least.

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Estinien sprawled across a chair in my study, feet kicked up along its back and head dangling over the arm. "Aren't you done yet?"

"Not quite, love." I offered him a distracted smile, eyes never leaving the trade contract that lay before me. "I've just got to get through a few more of these tonight."

"Can't you just sign your name and be done with them?"

Rubbing at the bridge of my nose, I shot him an exasperated glance. His lower lip jutted out in a pout that I was certain he would deny if I pointed it out. "These documents could change the future of Ishgard. No, I cannot simply sign them without reading them." Though after so many hours of sifting through paperwork, my eyes were a bit blurry.

"Are you certain?" I murmured an affirmation, mind already returned to my task as I skimmed the page, noting the favorable terms offered by the East Aldenard Trading Company and signing my name at the bottom with a flourish. A formality, at this point, as by the time these agreements reached my desk they were often all but settled, but an effective Republic demanded that its representatives be involved in all the important decisions the city made. Or at least that was my view on the matter.

I was so engrossed in my work that I didn't notice he'd moved until his mouth closed around my ear, white hair falling across my chest as he leaned around the back of my chair to press himself against me. "Even if I do this?" he crooned before sucking on the point, sending a jolt of arousal to spike through me and settle in my groin. The words on the page blurred as his hands came to massage at my shoulders, fingers digging in to soothe tension I hadn't even known I'd been carrying.

"Mm, yes?" I hadn't meant it to be a question, but his tongue working at the arch of my ear was most distracting, and I found my thoughts rather scrambled.

That devilish tongue dipped into the creases of my ear, one hand sliding over my shoulder to run his palm down my chest, and I forced down a shudder, eyes drifting closed. "Come now," he murmured, breath hot on my skin. "You've worked hard today. Why not sign the last few quickly and come have some fun?"

It had been a long day, and I could always look them over in the morning before I took them to the House of Commons's representative tomorrow. "Oh alright," I relented, penning my signature on the four contacts that remained before allowing myself to be dragged away from my desk and thoroughly ravished by my impatient lover.

It wasn't until the next morning that I realized I was only supposed to have had three more documents to sign, not four.

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keicordelle · 11 months

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An Arrangement of Convenience, Ch. 2

Fandom: FFXIV Rating: E Pairing: Estimeric Word Count: 1.4k Tags: Pre-Canon, Temple Knights Days, Friends with Benefits, First Time Together, Awkwardness, Relationship Discussions, Establishing Boundaries, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Consent, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, POV First Person, POV Aymeric de Borel

Summary: Before they were the Lord Commander and the Azure Dragoon, they were Temple Knights. Before they were lovers, they were friends. Before their feelings grew into something more, they came together when there were no other options, in an arrangement established entirely out of convenience and mutual attraction.

Aymeric knows full well he's not the only man in the world attracted to other men, but he never expected his best friend to reveal that not only is he aware of Aymeric's preferences, but he shares them. When Estinien proposes that they might find pleasure with each other when the need arises, the offer seems to come straight out of Aymeric's fantasies. If they could maintain such an arrangement without ruining their friendship, it would be everything he'd ever dreamed of... But if they couldn't, he risked losing the only friend he'd ever had who saw him as more than a novelty. Because once he said yes, one way or another, everything was sure to change.

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I spent the next two days thinking of nothing but Estinien's offer. I had done as he'd suggested and taken care of my body's demands before I'd returned from my bath, spilling myself into my hand with more force than I ever had before, and yet every time my thoughts circled back to the brush of his hands down his chest or the white patch of hair in the hollow under his arm or the weight of his gaze on me, I found myself just as hard as I had been with him before me, which was not at all conducive to thinking clearly about his suggestion.

Estinien carried on as if nothing had happened between us, every bit the friend he had been up to now. I found it was not as difficult as I'd feared to treat him normally in turn, and if I occasionally pictured the skin I knew to be hidden under his armor when I looked at him, well that was not anything especially new. It was simply that now I knew for certain that he had a scar across his left side and that his nipples were a rather pleasant shade reminiscent of cinnamon - and, more importantly, that he welcomed such thoughts.

In the evening on the second day, I gathered my courage and approached him while we readying for bed. "I'd like to take you up on your offer."

He looked up from oiling his armor, needing no clarification as to what offer I meant. "Are you certain?" he asked, eyeing where my hands wrung themselves. "I would not wish you to do anything you'll regret later."

I forced them still. "I am sure. As long as our friendship remain intact, I see no reason why two friends can't help each other with their physical needs." I still worried that we might tarnish our relationship, but if he could make such a proposal and still look at me the same way afterwards, then I could learn to do the same. "And don't worry, I'm not some repressed virgin whose purity you must worry about sullying," I joked. "Despite what some of the others say."

He snorted. "If I thought you were a virgin, I would never have proposed such a thing. So much the better that we both know what we like, and might explore new territory together, if you wish. Although," he added with a wry grin, "seeing as how you were wound tighter than the string of your bow the other day, I'd argue that perhaps 'repressed' is an accurate term."

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keicordelle · 11 months

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An Arrangement of Convenience, Ch. 1

Fandom: FFXIV Rating: E Pairing: Estimeric Word Count: 3.2k Tags: Pre-Canon, Temple Knights Days, Friends with Benefits, First Time Together, Awkwardness, Relationship Discussions, Establishing Boundaries, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Consent, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, POV First Person, POV Aymeric de Borel

Summary: Before they were the Lord Commander and the Azure Dragoon, they were Temple Knights. Before they were lovers, they were friends. Before their feelings grew into something more, they came together when there were no other options, in an arrangement established entirely out of convenience and mutual attraction.

Aymeric knows full well he's not the only man in the world attracted to other men, but he never expected his best friend to reveal that not only is he aware of Aymeric's preferences, but he shares them. When Estinien proposes that they might find pleasure with each other when the need arises, the offer seems to come straight out of Aymeric's fantasies. If they could maintain such an arrangement without ruining their friendship, it would be everything he'd ever dreamed of... But if they couldn't, he risked losing the only friend he'd ever had who saw him as more than a novelty. Because once he said yes, one way or another, everything was sure to change.

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The heat of the fire sank into my bones, the scent of cooking meat making my stomach clutch painfully with hunger. Only a week stationed out in the far reaches of the Coerthas Western Highlands, with three more yet to go, and already the scant rations and the chill wind of imminent winter coming down from the mountains ate at my sanity. This was a test of some sort, I was certain, meant to force me from the ranks of the Temple Knights, or perhaps merely another attempt to punish me for the circumstances of my birth. Our new commander was a bitter man from House Durendaire who seemed to hate me for no other reason than that, and no amount of proof that I was skilled in my own right let him see past the shadow of my father.

At least I'm suffering in good company. I dropped down next to Estinien, offering the surly dragoon a hunk of hard bread while we waited for the meat to cook, a dozen yalms back from the rest of our group. Despite his standoffish exterior, we'd grown friendly in the past year, and I came to look forward to any assignment where he was part of the unit. He was surprisingly kind and gentle beneath all the blood and smoke he shrouded himself in, and that he had taken to seeking me out as often as I did him served as steadfast reassurance that I wasn't merely pestering him with my attention. Any longer, at least.

He passed me his flask of spiced wine, and I swallowed a mouthful, relishing the burst of flavor across my tongue. When at last the meat was ready, we ate in companionable silence, more interested in stuffing our faces with the only fresh meat we'd seen in a week than rehashing the day's skirmish. Estinien vanished shortly after, likely to hone his body and his lance, as was his wont. Some days I would join him, but the ache in my side from a particularly vicious blow across the ribs earlier today convinced me that perhaps I should rest tonight instead.

I fell back in with the rest of our squad, chatting about nothing and grinning along with them as they joked about tavern wenches and what they'd rather be doing with their nights. Though the topic of conversation appealed little and less to me, you would not have guessed it by my expression; I found it to be of the utmost importance to maintain a good relationship with my fellow soldiers, and if that meant agreeing that the Vimaroix girl was blossoming into quite the beauty, then so be it.

No matter that I did not understand what these men saw in a woman that so intrigued them. Never had the thought of soft breasts excited me, and I could look on the women at the bathhouse without so much as a twitch in response, unlike most of my peers. I'd much rather watch the roll of sweat down the column of a man's spine, the thin trail of hair that disappeared into the waist of his trousers, the flex of his forearm on his weapon…

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keicordelle · 1 year

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Culinary Experimentation, Ch. 1 (More Than Just Eggs)

Fandom: FFXIV Rating: E Pairing: Estimeric Word Count: 2.4k Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Cooking, Explicit Sexual Content, Food Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Aftercare, POV First Person, POV Aymeric de Borel

Summary: Steeped in blood and hatred, the war has long prevented Estinien from taking up anything resembling a hobby. But the war is over, and even if it's effects will be felt for years to come, at last he has a chance to rest and explore interests that don't involve spearing things (violently or otherwise). And for Aymeric, there is naught that better represents the peace that has come to Ishgard and his own life than the sound of his beloved humming as he cooks them both breakfast, the picture of domestic bliss.

And if they come to find other uses for Estinien's new culinary exploits, so much the better.

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The pungent scents of coffee and bacon entwined in my nose, drawing me towards the kitchen. The steady chopping of quick knifework drew my brows up in surprise, an emotion that only intensified when I rounded the corner and found Estinien, his back to me as he stood before the far counter. His hair was swept up into a messy ponytail to keep it away from his work, and he had a towel slung over one shoulder. The casual clothes he wore suited him well, leather breeches hugging his rear in a most delightful manner, and the skin of his hip peaked out where his not-quite-long-enough shirt didn't meet the top of his pants.

I leaned against the doorway, admiring the unexpected domesticity of the scene. The ends of his hair bobbed as he chopped, and beneath the sizzle of bacon I could just make out the low tones of him humming to himself. It was nearly enough to bring me to tears, the former Azure Dragoon, who had long walked with death and bathed in the blood of his enemies, singing as he cooked breakfast in my kitchen. Knowing he would likely not appreciate it if I broke into tears over my eggs, I forced the swell of emotion back to a containable level, though I couldn't hold back the fond smile that curled my lips at the sight.

He twisted to reach for something and the humming stopped when he caught sight of me watching him. "Oh. I was not aware you were awake." A light flush stained his cheeks, his eyes wide with surprise.

"I didn't mean to intrude," I said, stepping into the room and sweeping him into my arms to kiss the startled look off his face. "Please, carry on. Pretend I'm not here." Giving his butt a squeeze, I perched on one of the stools at the island. An assortment of diced vegetables spread across the surface awaiting future use. I snatched up a slice of pepper and crunched on it as he scowled at me, the expression marring the vision of domestic bliss.

"I was planning to make you breakfast in bed, but it seems I forgot how early you awaken."

My heart clenched in my chest, my smile widening. "You were making me breakfast in bed?"

That flush returned, and he looked away. "Well, yes."

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waterdeep · 5 years

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