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#◜❝ 𝙷𝙴𝙺𝙰𝚃𝙴. ⟩⟩ si aeternitas solitaria fit tum manus mecum coniunge. ❞◞
incendiorum · 3 months
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❝ ━ i'm calling latona, because you're being unreasonable.❞ hekate held the phone away from her witch, slipping out of reach as iovita protests grow louder and the goddess has to refrain from smirking as she dials the number and puts it on speaker. it rings twice before someone picks up, ❝ ━ hi, good afternoon, ms. latona, i need you to speak to iovita, they're being a little unreasonable and stubborn today...❞ there's nothing more amusing than seeing how iovita pouts, it's adorable.
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“ DO NOT - DO NOT - HEKATE. put the phone away. ” there’s a desperate scramble as iovita tries to grab the phone from her hand, cursing vehemently in latin when she easily dodges their attempts. they would be lying if they said they didn’t feel some kind of primal fear at her very words - latona has been the only one capable of putting them in the person equivalent of a down. stay. for seventeen centuries.
“ 'miss latona,' ” muses the voice from the other end. “ you don’t have to be so proper, hekate. just latona is fine. ”
“ oh I would call you something different, ” iovita mutters. evidently loud enough to be heard, because latona lets out an undignified snort.
“ oh? am I on speaker? salve iovita. your lovely goddess is telling me that you’re being a bit of a bitch today, hm? ”
iovita doesn’t reply, scrabbling for the phone again and huffing when hekate leans away once more. “ she’s lying. ”
“ iovita. ”
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“ I am not being unreasonable or stubborn, ” iovita hisses.
there’s a pause. “ io, you’ve been unreasonable and stubborn since I met you. and that was seventeen hundred years ago. we had to socialize you like a dog out of an animal shelter that lied to us about you being ‘sweet’ and ‘good with people.’ because you’re neither of those things. ”
“ where are you pulling these - these - ”
there’s a thoughtful cluck from latona’s end. “ metaphors? oh. no. similes, I think it would be. hekate, darling, are you enjoying this? I’m so sorry they’re being like this. and it seems to me like they’re not going to change so why don’t you both come visit me - ”
“ no! ” iovita yells, and then coughs and lowers their voice. “ no. I’ll be good. do not, ” they point at hekate, “ listen to her. we can stay right here. please. ”
@intcritus
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incendiorum-arch · 10 months
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hekate never really goes about feeding iovita directly, that is simply not her style. instead, she cooks up dinner, a fresh piece of salmon for lucrezia, served up all fancy because her daughter deserves the best and a plate for her, piled up a bit and it sits infront of her, though just poised so that iovita can eat from the plate if they so choose. the goddess won't even blink when they do, just smile in that secret way of hers because as long as they eat, she's more than content.
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IT’S CERTAINLY NO SECRET THAT iovita has a bit of a… complex about people giving them food. it’s just that it’s often not realized by other people. latona? absolutely. iovita thinks that she knows them better than they know themself (and they’re probably right). a more casual friend like louis? no, he’s never realized. he just gives the witch a weird look whenever they snatch a bowl or plate a little closer to their person.
hekate, though, is observant. it’s not entirely a surprise that she’s figured out iovita before they had even realized it.
gaze slants sideways when they see how she’s positioned her plate, eyebrow lifting. they make no comment on it, instead slide past so that they can fill a glass with warm water. there’s something about other people letting iovita eat off their plate that eases some distant worry in their chest. the first time they had snagged something off of hekate’s plate they had given her a suspicious look as they did. she hadn’t reacted, and their shoulders had relaxed, as if she had passed some odd, unspoken test.
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“ you’re spoiling our cat, ” they murmur as they sit down next to hekate, shooting an amused look at lucrezia, who is wolfing down her salmon with evident delight. reaching over, they snag a piece of hekate’s own serving of fish and pop it in their mouth, chewing thoughtfully. “ we should go to one of my fishing spots soon, ” they muse, glancing sideways at the goddess as they steal another piece. “ so that we can have fresh fish. ”
@dcwnrisen
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venenorum-archive · 2 years
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Hekate is many things and observant is one of them. She likes to pay attention to small details because it helps when knowing when someone needs something. And truthfully, love makes her that much more observant and willing to give. " Hey, no peeking. It's a surprise. " There's no particular reason for this other than she just liked watching them working with their hands. And honestly, it fascinates her. " I actually had to do some research but...I figured you'd like to have your own space to work freely. "
Considering how they frequented certain spaces, it was only right to Hekate to build Iovita their own forge. It was actually quite fun considering it could be accessed through Inter Mundos by opening any door, all they had to do was simply desire to go there. One of the fee spells she indulged herself in when it came to Inter Mundos and of course she explain that. " It's yours to do as you please. Do you...like it?"
unprompted.
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          “ NO PEEKING, ” IOVITA PARROTS BACK, despite how badly they want to. what has she been up to? has run through their head more than once in the past couple of minutes - that deep-seated curiosity a familiar, persistent curl in their chest. it’s not like they could ever guess correctly with her, anyway. after all, this is the goddess who let them see rome again.
          when it’s okay for them to do so, they crack open their eyes, and take in what’s in front of them. at once, their gaze widens. “ oh… hekate. ” their surprise lasts only another moment, however, because, looking over their shoulder, they realize they can see the dim-lit bookshelves of their apartment, and the old camel-back couch against the wall, lucrezia still lounged out across it. stepping back, they stare at their home, then at the room in front of them. if they had opened this earlier, it would have been a closet.
          “ how…? ” they hold up a finger, grab the knob, and close the door. when they open it again, it’s the normal closet, blankets and sheets piled. somewhat neatly, on the shelves. frowning, they close it, then open it again. when they do, it’s the room hekate has built, and the goddess is still there, looking amused. “ did you make a… a… ” they shake their head, at a loss.
          (the words they’re looking for will certainly come to them later, standing in their new forge only to shout ‘pocket dimension! you made a pocket dimension!’)
          “ hekate… ” they step back into the room, absorbing everything in it. there’s everything they could need, from hearth to anvil. they already have most of the specific, finer tools from downstairs - from the long-running effort to build themself this but on a smaller scale. curious, they reach towards the hearth and light it, bright reflection of both flames and delight in their eyes. whipping around, they grab her by the wrists and pull her in close. “ you spoil me rotten, do you know that? ” an unsure flicker cross their face. “ someday I need you to tell me why you do but… ” they won’t ruin this moment. instead they let a hesitant smile rise and pull her in, kissing the side of her lips. there’s tears pricking at their eyes, they think, so they kiss her again so she can’t see. “ thank you, luculenta. ” // @solaoccasum
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incendiorum · 5 months
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incendiorum-arch · 11 months
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❛  carnal .   to  [ bite ]  my  muse  during  intimacy . ( hekate )
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“ WAIT, WAIT. ” PUTTING A HAND on hekate’s chest, iovita gives her a pacifying look, then reaches up to undo the buttons of their shirt, pushing it down one shoulder. the interested look in her eyes as they do this makes desire cinch tight low in their abdomen, and they hook a leg around her waste to pull her close again.
inter mundos had been rather slow today and, bored, iovita had hopped up onto the counter ten minutes past and lured hekate over, pulling her in with little kisses at first, although it had quickly devolved into something more passionate. lips on their neck and hands tangled in her hair, magic humming like electricity in their chest.
their mouth finds hers again, hands cradling her face between their palms. her lips drift again soon after, iovita tilting their head to the side so that she can trail kisses and bites down the arch of their neck. the pinpricks of sharp teeth against newly exposed collarbone has iovita gasping out her name, hands tightening from where they had sunk back into dark locks. “ hekate. bite – you can bite harder. please – ”
the bell on the front door jingles, and iovita jerks away in surprise, twisting to see a woman standing just inside the doorway. in the moment of tentative silence that follows, her eyes drift to the bruises forming on iovita’s neck, the ruffled clothes, the messy hair –
“ um, ” the woman says, holding her purse in front of her chest as her gaze darts between the two. “ I’m just – I’ll. um. come back. t-tomorrow? ” she doesn’t give anyone a chance to reply, instead spinning on her heel and hurrying back out the door.
iovita blinks, then slides their gaze back to hekate. “ I think I forgot to close the shop. ”
@dcwnrisen , the enormity of desire.
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incendiorum-arch · 11 months
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if you could say anything to them right now, what would you say? ( hekate to io about col tbh )
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SILENCE PERMEATES THE ROOM AFTER her question. for a long time, it seems like iovita won’t answer it, instead fixated on filing a rough patch on a ring with a certain kind of vigor that says they’re just taking their frustration out on it.
finally, they sigh, and put the ring and file down. “ I would want to tell him a lot of things, ” iovita says, eyes still fixed firmly downward. “ I would tell him that I’m disappointed in him. that I’m still proud of him. that I wish I had never met him. that I wish he had never done what he did. I would… I would tell him that I miss him. ”
“ he was… just such a sweet kid. I still can’t understand why he would… ” like an opened floodgate, it all comes pouring out. “ he was so talented. so purposeful with his magic. I don’t know where he learned his control. because I know I was the only one he wanted to learn from. he didn’t even want luc- his father to show him anything. he’d always come running up to me with this big grin. I wasn’t the... most stable person back then but col always made it easy to be happy. ”
they swallow, and pick everything back up, running their thumb over the ring shank until they find another rough spot to file. “ I miss him, ” is all they say, softly.
@dcwnrisen , for deep conversations.
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incendiorum-arch · 1 year
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❝  could you just…talk to me?  it doesn’t have to be anything important.  i just like listening to your voice.  it calms me.  ❞ ( hekate )
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“ ALRIGHT. LET ME THINK, FIRST. ” iovita settles down next to her, setting an arm on the couch behind her so that they can absently slide strands of her hair through their fingers. just talk to me. “ I don’t think I ever told you how I came to have inter mundos in the first place. ” there’s a lilt to their voice that appears whenever they’re telling a story. something soft and calm. the same voice they use when they’re pointing at mountains they’ve climbed or showing off something they’ve made. “ I fell from a tree, which was stupid but it was spring and I hadn’t had enough food to last the winter and I was so hungry and there was this bird’s nest. eggs sounded like a delicacy after winter. but a branch broke and I fell - that’s how I injured my shoulder.
“ I tried to stick it out as long as possible, but I couldn’t hunt or work and I knew I wasn’t going to make it another year out there. ” they twirl a lock of her hair around a finger. “ I think that’s one of the toughest decisions I have ever had to make, but I also didn’t… really get to decide. I went back to people and towns and cities, ” their tone changes to one of disgust, nose wrinkling. “ I lived with latona for a bit, but one day I saw this building, and I fell in love. it wasn’t in great shape. the balcony had this ugly wooden fence-thing around it and one of the windows was shattered but… I guess it called to me. I spent an entire winter cleaning it up and then several more years turning it into inter mundos. and I never regretted it. ”
@dcwnrisen , conversational starters
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incendiorum-arch · 1 year
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a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand .
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THE EVENING IS QUIET, SURELY not deep into the night yet, but with the season, the sun has long since set, leaving the world outside the window cool and dark. warm, yellow light fills the room from a nearby lamp, and lucrezia currently lounges on the floor next to the couch, where iovita had pulled hekate down to sit next to them an hour or so before so that they could lounge against her, their own nose in a book.
absently, they started playing with her hand a few minutes ago, reaching for it and twining their fingers between her own and rubbing their thumb along the back of it while they read. but, slowly, their attention shifts from the words on the page to her hand, enjoying how they can maneuver it within their grasp. thoughts shift soon after. how often has her hand cradled their face, stroked along their cheek? how often have her hands trailed earth-shaking magic along their skin?
it's… tempting. or… no. it’s starting to become a craving.
slowly, they close their book and set it on the floor next to lucrezia, shifting into a sitting position so that they face her. they don’t say a word, instead folding her hand into their own and meeting her curious golden gaze. lifting her hand, they don’t look away, brushing their lips across her knuckles at first, and then pressing a bolder kiss to the back of her hand. “ I’m… ” they start, finally, voice soft, “ I started thinking about you, instead. ”
@dcwnrisen , kiss & tell.
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incendiorum-arch · 2 years
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she wants to kiss them, but she's already applied a crimson tint to her lips and truly, the goddess could cover their face with it should she so choose, but she likes denying them both. makes the kisses just a little bit more delicious that way. and she does deny them, every single time within the last hour. but even she must given in sometimes, yes ? fingers slip into white strands, nails gently scratching across io's scalp as she presses her lips up their throat, the crimson imprint of her lips upon their skin. oh, it makes them look ravished !
gliding across their jaw, like smeared blood until she finally tips their head back so she can kiss them properly. hekate is starved for the taste of them, of knowing even an hour without io's kisses is basically a year of being ignored. dramatic, she knows. but she takes her time to relearn the shape of their mouth ( how devastating it looks in red ), in teasing their tongue with her own, capturing it with the sharpness of her teeth and pressing her body to theirs, leg between their thighs. mmm, yes, this is what she hungered for and would indulge in forever.
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          HOW OFTEN HAVE THEY PLAYED this game? sometimes it stretches on for days. knowing, smug smiles just a hairsbreadth away from lips. hands dragging along jaws. up thighs. grazing over chests. waiting for the other to break and beg for just - one - kiss. this time, thankfully, it does not last so long. an hour, before hekate is back and her lips are on them.
          “ mm. ” their chin tips up as they tilt their head and let her have full access to their neck.
          their lips part easily under hers when she moves to kiss them, the witch wonderfully pliant under her hands and mouth. they can’t help the groan against her lips, hands coming up to grip hekate’s waist. she’s intoxicating. every part of them is tuned in to her. leaning towards her like magnet. her tongue slides against their own and they swear they can feel heat all the way down to the tips of their toes. it’s not enough. they knew it wouldn’t be the second her lips touched their throat. they want all of her.
          hips rock forward, grinding against the thigh she slid so graciously between their legs as they break away, panting. they’re already half-hard and the press of her leg is nothing more than a tease, but they still press in closer. their eyes are heavy-lidded and dark, lips smeared red with her lipstick and plump from kissing besides. “ are you going to kiss me like that and then leave me high and dry? ” a lazy smirk creeps across their face as they slide their fingers along her neck to grip the back of it. “ leave us both high and dry? I want to taste the rest of you. ” there’s a bold glimmer in their eyes. no ‘please’ this time. they’re deadset on keeping the upper hand, even if it means walking away and waiting until she’s desperate for them. “ tell me you want the same. ”
@dcwnrisen
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incendiorum-arch · 1 year
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kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing .
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AT SOME POINT IOVITA'S GAZE drifts from the star-blanketed sky to hekate, slate gaze tracing the lines of her face, lingering on the sweep of her jawbone, the curve of her neck. “ hey, ” they murmur, a sudden thrill tracing their spine when those bright eyes turn to them. it’s a thrill that quickly coils into something warm and longing. a need that’s been prodding at their mind all day. 
the witch says nothing else, instead shifting to settle themself onto her lap, gently pushing her by the shoulder into the soft mat of grass under them. there’s something undeniably attractive about the days that hekate joins them beneath the trees, when she trails up mountains with them, follows creekbeds and game trails for no other reason than for the peace of it all. it’s like her presence becomes more to them. every glimpse of her, from sun-dappled to moon-highlighted, is simply not enough. “ you’re gorgeous, ” they finally whisper, lifting a hand to push a strand of dark hair away from her forehead. “ your magic could cover every inch of me and I still wouldn’t have enough of you. ” leaning down, they brush their lips across hers. “ having you out here… with me. ” another kiss, this time less chaste. less light. an undercurrent of need bleeding through. “ I’ve wanted you all day. ”
another kiss, this time open-mouthed and spiked thoroughly with their desire, iovita’s hands coming up to cup her face. “ let me spoil you, hekate. right here, right now. ” there’s a steely glint to their gaze when they pull away, lips twisting into a playful smile. “ please. ”
@dcwnrisen , kiss & tell.
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incendiorum-arch · 1 year
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fingers slip into io's hair, gently tugging their head back as hekate lean's into them from behind, breath ghosting over the shell of their ear, ❝ ━ does someone need a time out? you've been a real brat today... ❞
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“ ME? ” THERE’S A PLAYFUL TRACE of incredulousness in iovita’s voice. “ never. ” their hands have gone still, however, instead flattening onto the table top, head lolling back easily into her tug. all of this combined with the press of her against their back and warm breath tickling their ear sends a languid curl of warm anticipation through them. they had been particularly touchy with her today. fleeting brushes of the hand that lingered just a moment too long in places just specific enough to be anything but innocent. but iovita would be lying if they said they didn’t do it just to get a reaction from her - a reaction they’re currently getting.
frankly, it’s ridiculous how quickly her touch incites a reaction in them. that stupidly distracting warmth that tends to vary depending on the mood. breezy warmth when she touches them gently, or snapping, crackling heat when she touches them like this.
head tilts back, the action itself making their hair pull against her fingers. try as they might, they can’t quite ignore the way the feeling tingles down their back. “ I’m about to be busy, ” they tell her, voice rather cheeky. they lift the pendant they’re currently working on right now, gold flashing in the dim light of the shop. “ so you can’t put me in timeout until I’m done. ” which means they can keep shooting her meaningful, lingering looks and sliding past her with those innocent little smiles. that is, until one of them decides fuck it, and breaks the tension.
" busy, " iovita sings again, mouth twisting into a playful little smirk.
@dcwnrisen
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incendiorum-arch · 2 years
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their cock is within cool fingers, thumb smearing over the tip as the goddess nibbles on iovita's throat, wanting to leave as many marks as she can. the moonlight makes them a work of art, highlight everything hekate's loved about them. ❝ ━your pulse is racing, my beautiful witch. ❞ laughter and desire colors her words as she strokes up then down, twisting on each downward stroke. ❝ ━ i've been wanting to touch you all day and now i have you out here, your moans like music to my ears.....❞
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          “ I WONDER WHY. ” DESPITE THE pleasure coursing over them, iovita cannot resist the sarcasm that drips from their words. “ it’s a - mmm - it’s a mystery. ” their eyelids are heavy, smoky gaze dark, but their attention is captured completely by her. every move, every soft word, every glimpse of those eyes, like a pair of harvest moons in the dark. “ I could feel you watching me all day. ” the heat of her gaze - as tangible as her fingertips trailing down their back. “ it made me wonder what you were thinking about. ” reaching up, they curl their fingers around her chin and pull her up to their mouth, lips brushing her own. “ and when you were going to act on it. ” a slow stroke of her hand makes them gasp against her mouth, eyelashes fluttering.
          gripping her jaw more firmly, they slant their mouth against her own, nipping playfully at her bottom lip. they can’t help but groan when she responds, sliding into a kiss that leaves them more breathless than they already were. “ give me more, ” they murmur, rocking their hips up into her touch. “ give me more and I’ll sing for you, hekate. ”
@dcwnrisen​
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incendiorum-arch · 2 years
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Lucrezia gets a big smooch on the top of her head from Hekate ❤️
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          THE FELINE BLINKS UP AT hekate, evidently curious about the goddess’s motives. that is, until she plants a kiss atop lucrezia’s head. at once, lucrezia tilts her head up, closes her eyes, and lets a big purr rumble through her chest. not to be outdone, she reaches up with a paw and pats hekate closer by tapping her cheek. then, very quickly, rubs her nose against the goddess’s own before jumping down to the floor and trotting away, fluffy tail waving.
@dcwnrisen
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incendiorum-arch · 2 years
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hekate had never bothered with mirrors before but she quite likes seeing io's shifting expressions as she looks into the one that spans the wall infront of the bed. one hand is entangled in their hair, pressing them down into cool sheets as her strap glides in and out of them. teeth marks cover their shoulders and down the witch's spine and oh, she could add more but the goddess is more intuned to watch their body indulate, to hear the hitch in their voice as she fucks them. it's deliciously erotic.
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          IF ASKED ABOUT WHAT IT is about mirrors that makes iovita’s blood ignite, they just give a crooked little smirk in response. if pressed, they’ll admit that it’s the fact that they can see everything in a way they couldn’t before. something that would have aroused them before the act only arouses them further. a lovely little feedback loop that makes them melt. there’s other reasons, too, but iovita thinks that that is the main one.
          without it, they wouldn’t be able to see hekate from where their cheek is pressed into the mattress, the skin of her fingers peeking through tangled strands of white hair. they certainly wouldn’t be able to see every thrust of her hips, and they wouldn’t be able to drag their gaze up and meet the wickedly pleased gold of her own. their own eyes are slightly hazy, grin curling the edge of their lips for just a moment before it melts into a moan. “ fuck, ” they hiss into the sheets, burying their nose into a rumpled part of the fabric. they hear an answering noise from her, and feel her fingers tighten in their hair just a moment before they turn to bury their face fully into the mattress. instead, their gaze is once again pulled to their reflection, debauched as it is. there’s a high flush on their cheeks, reddened lips parted as they pant and groan.
          there’s a change to her rhythm then, and the witch’s fingers curl into the sheets as the feeling low in their body starts to wind tighter and tighter. “ wait. ohhh. keep going just like that, ” they hiss, and almost immediately feel her change to a different rhythm. a slightly different angle and speed that makes it all fizzle away into a well-missed ache.
          “ oh, fuck you, ” they grumble, trying to push back and meet her thrusts at a pace that would bring them back to their edge. it’s a fruitless endeavor, they knew this even before they tried but they’re starting to get closer and closer to desperate. it’s right there. it’s so close they can almost taste the release. every time they try to change the pace she switches it back. every time they start to feel the tension build, she slows back down or changes the angle of her hips and iovita whines with their bottom lip caught between their teeth. they know exactly what she wants, and they know she’ll ring it out of them even if they’re brought to frustrated tears first. the heat building in the room is enough evidence of their frustration, they think. they don’t need to be pushed to more. this, though, they know is not a sentiment shared by hekate.
          their vision had gone blurry as they focused instead on chasing their pleasure, but they slowly come back to it now, and are at once confronted with their reflection. the flush on their cheeks has only strengthened in color, and the desperation in their eyes is so blatant it hurts. every time she hits that sweet spot their lashes flutter. they can hear every slap of her hips against theirs and pair them with every thrust they see and heat snaps through them like a lightning bolt, a gasp on their lips that quickly tails off into a moan. “ fuck, fuck. please, hekate. I’m so close - let me cum. ”
@dcwnrisen
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incendiorum-arch · 7 months
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From hekate uwu
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" if you didn't already have my full attention this would have certainly gotten it. "
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incendiorum-arch · 11 months
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hekate definitely always has her hands in iovita's hair, now is no exception as she tugs their head back, sharp teeth leaving hickies along their throat and across their shoulders. mm, they can only sit there and take what she gives them, even as she grinds into their lap, her heated gasps against their throat.
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HER HANDS TANGLED INTO WHITE locks were already enough to make iovita’s eyes flutter, slate gaze dark and filled with desire underneath heavy lashes. but every kiss and bite across exposed skin has put them entirely under her spell. every gasp is answered by one of their own – short muffled moans with every rock of her hips across their lap. low, keening whines when the sharp points of her teeth tease against their neck.
as if it weren’t enough, as if every nerve of iovita’s wasn’t already attuned to hekate, their magic has long since intertwined. the forest-fire heat of their own combined with her sheer power – something that still feels like the world is tilting under their feet. dizzying and, in this situation, iovita is positively drunk on it. all they do is hang on for the ride. there is no muffling the noises they make, nor is there the chance of acting like the utter brat they’re capable of being. instead, they slide their hands down her hips to her thighs, fingertips digging in hard enough to surely leave bruises in their wake.
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the words that leave iovita’s lips, when they finally summon enough mental strength to do so, are completely in latin and struck through with blatant lust, “ hekate, ” they whine. “ if you keep doing this I’m going to – “ her teeth drag across their collar bone and they groan, hips trying, and failing, to buck upwards. “ if you keep doing this I’m going to cum, I swear to the gods – ”
@dcwnrisen
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