i see, such a pity she deleted it (anw, whoa she killed her own character, what a surprise :o). i bet they will have to talk about their pasts indeed, sooner or later, and i can't wait for that! <3
I don't know why she delete it, but eh.
lmao, she was a pro at making her characters suffer, it's not really surprising, ahah.
Hopefully I can get myself to it at some point! I'm working on another story with different character from another verse, but I'm going to work on the next story of those two afterwards
omg poor demi! :o now i would actually love to read how he died and how asz coupled with that, what a angst *cries*. anyway, yay you updated! i've just read the chapter and as short as it was it was also sweet, plus i always love the (fluffy) daily-life shorts very much :3 sad there wasn't asz x bel interaction but i suppose there will be time and many more chapters for that. thanks again for the reply and the update <3
Demi's owner wrote about it once, but it seems she deleted her story blog. I guess one day I could write about Asz's reaction to it, although it will be brought up in the upcoming stories with Bel.
Next story will have both of them interacting (at least a bit), if I can actually get myself around to write it :'D
Just a really tiny thing I wrote a while back. That's all I have to say, ahah
Characters:Â Asz, Belrathion
Word Count:Â 291
Smile
The new doctor wasn't one to smile quite often. He wasn't mad or sad from what Belrathion could tell, but it just seems that Asz was just one of those who kept their emotions to themselves. During the past few months, however, he seemed to open up a little more. Bel couldn't tell if he was smiling or not, but he felt as if he was more at ease when he came by the shop. Once or twice a week he would come over, most of the time picking up bread or vegetables for tonight's dinner, but sometimes he would come just to see his tiger. Bel would usually try to be present when he was there.
 "I swear, he's always happier when you're the one serving him," his mom once said, after Asz left the shop.
 "...Does he?" the young man couldn't help the query, blind to his mother's amused smile.
 "Is he gonna be your boyfriend?"
 Belrathion looked down, his cheeks flushing red when his eyes met with his younger sister's. "Of course not." He brushed her hair, teasing. "I think he's more interested in you, actually."
 "No no no," the young girl whined, pushing away her brother's hand. "Mommy said you should invite him over."
 Belrathion heard his mother chuckle behind him as he picked up the little red head. "Yeah right," he quickly turned around, staring at the woman. "You know I'm too busy for that kinda thing."
 "I know, honey," the human said, flashing an understanding smile. Her son returned it, thankful that she wouldn't push the subject.
 "So!" Belrathion picked his enthusiastic smile back up as he turned to the little girl in his arms. "Are you gonna help me with the horses this afternoon?"
thank you for replying! i feel everything is clearer now. sure thing i'm going to miss both those otps a lot *pretty easy to go nostalgic* (lol), but especially it's hard to lose contact with friends evef if those kind of things happen all the times so it can't be helped *hugs*. it's good to know you're still writing about bel at least, and now that i know asx x bel are the next thing i'll let bel/ardir & asz/demi peacefully go and give asz x bel a proper chance instead. i'm definitely looking
forward that short story of yours (upload it soon! otherwise how am I supposed to start shipping them? lol). oh and since we’re in topic, what about demi x asz’s reason for breaking up? thank you again for wasting time for me <3 (and also sorry for the 2 msgs: tumblr -very- limited characters in the asks is my ruin I swear)
I'm not wasting time, don't worry! I'll be uploading the story in a few after reading it again. It's really not much, but eh. It's something!
Asz and Demi "broke up" because Demi was brutally murdered by an Argon :'D These stories I write now, about Bel and Asz, happens a few years later; Bel is something like 24, and Asz 22 o/
hi! i've just read that asz x bel chapter you posted (i know, kind of late. lol) and then i realised it's been a very long time since you posted anything about bel x ardir (or asz x demi). so i was wondering, are asz x bel going to be a pair from now on? (i saw a -hot- fanart of them so i'm leaving the brotp option out, lol). and if that's the case, how did the bel x ardir's love end? So sorry for wasting your time with my stupid questions ;O; and thank you for sharing all your tera stuffs <33
Oh, thank you so much! That was quite needed, ahah.
Asz x Bel is going to be a thing from now on, yes! There was also a time where Bel was seeing someone else, but that's another thing.
I had to cut out the Bel x Ardir and Asz x Demi pairs since I am no longer in contact with Pudi, who owns both Ardir and Demi. To be honest I miss it, but there isn't much I can do about it!
Canonly, Bel broke up with Ardir after getting fed up with his excessive jealousy.Â
Don't hesitate to ask more questions if you have any, it's actually very motivating to see someone's interested!
(And I actually have another short Bel/Asz thing I wrote, just never uploaded it since I... kinda feel meh about it. Maybe I should anyway)
I haven't wrote anything in so long, I'm really embarrassed to post this ;A;
It's really short, it's the story of Asz and Bel's first meeting. Not much really, but just wanted to try my hand at writing again o/
Feedbacks are much appreciated!
Characters: Asz, Belrathion
Word Count: 481
Begginnings
The farm wasn't too far from the clinic; half an hour at most. It was just outside Tria, after the last houses disappeared by a small river that ran between the fields. Asz couldn't see the end of them from where he was standing, but he felt that even by the building they seemed eternal. There was no one in sight, even when he drew closer to the shop he couldn't find anyone to greet him, except from a few horses and birds by the barn.
 As he jumped down his mount, the castanic heard a voice call him out. He didn't get what was said, the other spoke elvish with such a strong accent that it was impossible for him to figure it out. He was surprised to see, when he turned around, a human walking towards him from one of the fields. At least, that's what he first thought.
 "Oh, sorry," the man said in the common tongue as he walked closer, sporting a apologetic smile. "I didn't see the..." he gestured his large, dirty hands over his head, "horns, from over there."
 Upon further inspection, Asz started to doubt his first impression. He could tell by the voice and stature that the other wasn't a child anymore, but the soft, almost feminine traits of his face was telling otherwise. And those pointy ears sure weren't the ones of a human. At least not a pure one.
 "You're kinda tall for a castanic, I thought you were an elf."
 'And you're ridiculously small for whatever you are.' Asz thought. He was almost a head smaller than him; his best bet was an inbred between high elf and human; thick dirty blond hair, facial hair and freckles weren't things usually found in the elven race.
 "I'm Bel, by the way," the farmer offered his hand to the mystic, who silently shook it. "I suppose you're the doctor Allemantheia sent?"
 "Ah, yes," Asz said, nodding. He took on the job of town health specialist after seeing an offer at the main city. It has been a while since he last practiced, but extreme conditions calls for extreme measures. "I was told I couldn't keep my mount at home," the castanic added, motioning towards his feline, "and to come here for him to stay. Is that correct?"
 Bel had a small nod as he walked closer to the animal. He smiled, fingers running through the thick fur. "It's only the second golden tiger I've ever seen. Hopefully this one won't be as... naughty."
 A laugh, that Asz didn't share. He didn't understand what was so funny, but decided to brush it off. "Is there a form I need to fill?"
 "Oh, yeah." Bel looked back at him, a childish smile stretching his lips, contrasting with the roughness on his chin. "Just follow me inside, we'll get everything in order for his stay."
But for now, please enjoy Kat being a big whiny baby (inb4 KatAlice fanboy anon comes to tell me I made Kat OOC)
Characters: Katherin, Nissho
Word count: 1 061
Dumb Title goes here.
Nissho kept quiet as he heard his name called for the umpteenth time. He didn't quite have time for his lover's childish pleading, not right now at least. His customer was supposed to come back in a few hours and he was still far from being done. Considering Katherin was the sole reason for this tardiness, the berserker should be able to give him some peace for a while. But that was obviously asking too much.
 "Nisshooo..." The older man pulled the blanket over his head, resting his chin on the couch's arm. "Why do you have to be so cruel?"
 The information broker let out a heavy sigh, looking up at his lover. "Because you've kept me away from work long enough." A blush crept on his cheeks as he remembered the exact reason why he was so late in his work. Shaking his head, he tried his best to brush away the thoughts, trying to forget just how little Katherin was wearing under the blanket.
 "You're so cute when you get upset." The beserker's voice was teasing, but it only served to darken the red on Nissho's face. Flustered, the latter stood up, picking up his books before leaving to the back store. He did his best to ignore the pathetic sound Katherin made on his way out, determined to let his lover starve until he was done.
 The blond really tried to ignore it. The other man was whining and begging, asking him to come back. He even apologized once or twice, but despite that he never stopped calling out his name and it only took a few minutes before Nissho broke down and walked back to him.
 "What do you need now?"
 The smile stretching on Katherin's lips almost made it worth coming over. He seemed so pleased to have him back, and Nissho couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster at the sight. He obliged when the white haired man invited him to sit on the couch at the height of his stomach, and waited patiently for him to tell him why he has been such an annoying brat for so long.
 Katherin didn't say anything, and simply grabbed his lover's hand, slipping it under the blanket. Nissho felt the blood rush to his face once again as his fingers brushed over the other's erection.
 "K-Katherin, we... we just--"
 "I knoooow," the berserker cut him, almost feeling bad about the situation. "But I couldn't stop thinking about getting your lips wrapped around my dick when you were working because they looked sooo good."
 The information broker stayed silent for a while, his brain mostly focused on resisting the urge to curl his fingers around the other's length. He stared at Katherin, at this innocent smile that wasn't so innocent - the berserker knew he couldn't refuse anything to him, especially not something like that. There was work to be done, and he would be damned if his customer walked in on him giving head to his boyfriend on the couch with his work only half done.
 But they both knew that resisting would only give him less time to finish his job after Katherin would be done with him.
 Nissho didn't even recall how he ended up under the blanket, running his tongue up and around the other's length. Katherin was being especially loud, not caring to control the flow of moans and groans that fell through his lips, legs spread open and giving himself completely to his lover. It was a sight even the information broker wasn't used to see; the older man always took pride in the ease he had to control everything and he seemed so collected at all time during sex that it was always rewarding to see him like this.
 "Fuck you're great." Katherin couldn't help the sigh of pleasure as he felt his lover take him in, the warmth of Nissho's mouth surrounding his cock. He let his fingers entwine in the blond's hair, one leg dropping off the couch to give more space for the other to work. Nissho's lips did wonder on his erection, and he couldn't do anything but praise his skills. The more the information broker worked on his dick, the louder Katherin's voice rose, and soon the younger man had to hold him into place as he unconsciously tried to buck deeper inside.
 Circling his fingers around the base of his lover's cock, Nissho slowly lowered his head until he felt his nose press against his skin. Katherin almost choke on his groans as he felt the blond's throat around his erection, head tilted back on the couch and hands keeping his boyfriend's head in place. He was forced to let him go after a moment, Nissho pulling out and coughing loudly, but he didn't even take the time to wipe the tears on his cheeks before taking Katherin's cock back in his mouth.
 The blond dutifully let the berserker fuck his face, moaning around his length and greedily swallowed as he came. Katherin watched as the smaller man licked around the tip of his cock, careful not to let a single drop of cum away, and leaned over to force his tongue between his lips when he judged himself clean enough. Nissho gave into the kiss, moaning a little but tried his best to hide how flustered he was when the berserker let go of him, falling back onto the couch.
 "Babe, you're the best." The information broker felt his cheeks reddening under his lover's pleased smile, and rose up immediately, avoiding his stare.
 "Y-You should go get dressed," Nissho said, looking anywhere but at Katherin's form, obviously so exposed from the blanket that fell off of him. "My customer's going to be here soon."
 The berserker finally obliged, standing up and leaning in to steal a small kiss as he wrapped the fabric over his shoulders.
 "I'll go take a nap. I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom, alright?"
 Nissho only replied with a nod, before rushing himself into the back store. He waited until he heard the footsteps over his head and the bedroom door close before letting out a loud sigh. He half heartedly went back to work, praying the titans that the uncomfortable bulge in his pants would have time to disappear before his customer walk in.
What is going on with meeee. Thank you to kaori for fixing my french grammar.
This contains male elin porn, you've been warned.
Characters:Â Elwirah, Kasander
Word counts:Â 1 623
Daddy
Elwirah pulled the bottom of his dress closer to his face, effectively hiding the darkening pink on his cheeks but revealing more of what caused it. He couldn't bring himself to say anything coherent for a moment, babbling nonsense until he was forced to stop by the lips pressing against his. He gave in to the kiss, letting the other's tongue explore his mouth, fingers curling on the fabric of his garments. He could already feel his arousal come back when they pulled apart, and he was ready to drown the other in apologies, but he wasn't given the chance.
 "What are you so embarrassed about, princess?" Kasander's voice was so soft and caring; he was so worried that the elin almost felt stupid for his reaction.
 "It... It felt so good..." Eli felt the blood rush back to his face, and he immediately hid it back behind his dress. It was so stupid how he reacted to such simple touches - Kas only had to massage him through his underwear to bring him to the edge in a few minutes. His panties were now uncomfortably soiled, but he couldn't get himself to take them off just yet.
 Especially not when the castanic just about reached for them again.
 "No need to apologize for that," the berserker said, leaning over to kiss at the tip of his lover's nose. His hand gently rubbed at the small bulge in the elin's panties, occasionally reaching further to rub at his entrance. Eli bit his lip to hold back the moans that once again tried to escape him, and it took all the willpower his tiny body had to push away his boyfriend's hand. This was starting to be too much for him to handle, and he didn't quite wanted to finish up in his clothes for the second time in a row.
 The reaper moved out of his lover's lap, crawling further on the bed to reach the bedside table. Kasander let himself fall on the bed as he watched the other rummage through the drawer, his tiny ass up and showing off from under the short dress. He resisted the urge to reach out and probe his small body, instead enjoying the sight of the soiled panties sticking to his skin and giving off a perfect view of what was waiting for him.
 He still kept his hands to himself as he observed the younger man slip his underwear to his mid-thighs, not even caring to take them off completely before pouring the slippery liquid he retrieved from the bedside table onto his hands. Eli pulled up his dress a little more, carefully avoiding to stain it as he reached to press his lubricated fingers against his entrance. A small gasp escaped his lips as he pressed them in, preparing himself for his lover.
 It didn't seem like Elwirah was aware of the show he was pulling off. Flustered, he was slightly moving against his own hand, riding his fingers as they worked him open, stretching and pushing in. Lips slightly parted, he bit down on them once in a while to hold back a moan, but his eyes were clouded by lust nonetheless. Kas didn't quite want to interrupt such a display - instead he reached down to his own groin, freeing his erection and giving it a few strokes as his eyes locked on his lover's fingers.
 However, he couldn't quite handle it for much longer. Barely a few seconds later, he shifted to kneel behind the smaller man, gently pulling his hand away as he pressed his cock against the other's ass. The simple feeling of his lover's skin against his throbbing erection as he slowly rubbed against him was enough to steal a groan from him, but he still leaned over Eli, pressing butterfly kisses all over his back. His hands grabbed firmly at his hips, massaging them over as his thumb found its way to his entrance, teasing more and helping to prepare for what was to come.
 Raising to his knees, the elin turned around slightly so to catch his lover's lips regardless of the moans escaping his own. His hand reached behind him to grab the castanic's cock with his still-dampened fingers, generously spreading the liquid over it more than just pleasing him.
 "Daddy... please..." Elwirah's hand left the other's dick, instead joining his other one to spread his ass apart, leaning forward as he locked his eyes with the other's. "I want you inside..."
 Kasander felt his heart skip a beat, cheeks reddening and body heating up at the lewd request. It just seemed like he never would get used to his little princess being so... expressive when it came to it. Not that he was one to complain about it, but it was making it hard for him to resist the urge to pound inside his tiny ass. He had to be careful, no matter how warm, good and tight Elwirah was - even when Eli was just about whining and begging him not to be.
 "M-more, please..." The elin had fallen back on his elbows, fingers and toes curled onto the bedsheets under the pleasurable pain on his lower back. Kas was huge, and every inch of him made the younger man feel like it was tearing him apart, but he craved that feeling. "I want all of... Daddy's cock inside," he managed to say between the panting and moaning as the castanic just pushed in deeper. "Filling me up..."
 It wasn't that the berserker wasn't aware of his lover's preference; every time they made love, Eli would beg for him like that, asking for more and praising the feeling of his dick inside of him. But beside the fact he wanted to be careful not to hurt the smaller boy, it was mostly the excitement he would get from his words - it was a not needed, but much appreciated high.
 "D-Daddyyy...!" Elwirah's voice was mid-way through a frustrated whine and a pleasured moan. Kasander leaned over, reaching to catch his boyfriend's lips in a kiss as he fastened his pace. The elin proved to be quite impatient at times and even through the heated dance of their tongues, he was still asking for more.
 Using his knees to spread the other's legs further open, the castanic rose back up, taking a better sight as he almost slipped completely out of the other, before slamming back inside. The sudden feeling of the huge cock pounding back deep inside him stole a sharp cry from Eli, who felt the tears rush to his eyes when he begged for it once again. Kasander grabbed at his ass, grazing his fingers close to his entrance as he abused it with his dick, enjoying every sound that came out of his lover.
 Elwirah was gorgeous, even when he was being so lewd, his skin reddened by all the slamming. His legs were shaking under the pleasure, lips parted and dampened as he cried out his name, begging for more. Tears were running down his cheeks, not even from pain anymore but pure bliss he didn't know how else to express, as his voice just broke from how loud it was. Kas wanted more of it; wanted to feel his princess press against him, all of his body heat rubbing against his skin as the elin rode the last few waves of his pleasure.
 He pulled out, his heart almost breaking when Eli complained about it, but he quickly picked his lover up, throwing away the panties still clinging to his thighs. The elin pushed him on the bed, straddling him as he pulled up his dress, offering to his lover a perfect sight as he lowered himself on his cock. It felt so amazing - the change in angle made Elwirah shudder in pleasure, and he could finally fuck himself as hard and deep as he wished.
 Kasander watched as his boyfriend rode him, groans escaping his throat with every bounce of the younger man on his cock. He was so tight, so tiny, and the flow of words that fell through the moans didn't help the coming of his release.
 "D-daddy, you're... so good," Elwirah leaned forward, trapping his own erection between their bodies as he continued his assault on his lover's dick. "Please... I want you t-to... to fill me while... I cum..."
 The castanic reached to grab his boyfriend's hips, urging them on as he felt them both growing closer to the edge. He focused on his own pleasure, of Elwirah's nails digging on his chest, his warm breath against his skin, of the incredible tightness around his cock as he felt his lover's release with him in a loud moan that joined his own. The elin kept on moving his hips until he felt every last drop of the older man's orgasm in him, weakly pulling off before collapsing on top of him.
 As soon as he caught up with his breath, Kas slowly, carefully reached out to undo his lover's curled pigtails, passing a hand in the blond locks. Elwirah shifted under his hand despite the fact he was slowly dozing off.
 "Don't fall alseep just yet, princess," the castanic gently whispered, scratching behind the elin's ears. "We should take a shower, we're all gross."
 "But Daddyyy..." Eli whined, hiding his face on his lover's chest. "I don't wanna."
 "What do you want then?" the other inquired, curious but not expecting much, tilting at the lion ears.
 Elwirah looked up at him, chin resting on his chest. "Daddy's cock in my mouth."
 Kasander let out a hearty laugh, reaching over to steal a kiss. "I'll let you have it during our shower."
Because Kaori deserves MUCH MUCH more than this, but I'm shit and can't provide anything more orz Hope you forgive me for being such a whit friend.
Characters:Â Katherin, Nissho
Word counts:Â 506
Mirror
Nissho couldn't stand looking up straight, fingers helplessly trying to cling onto something while he was being so skillfully fucked. He rested his forehead against the glass hanging on the wall, eyes closed as a flow of moans escaped his lips. He couldn't get any of it, however; a hand gripped at his chin, lifting his head up and forcing him to stare at his reflection in front of him. He saw the blood rush to his cheeks as his lover leaned over his back.
 "It's no fun if you hide yourself, honey."
 Katherin's voice was a seductive whisper on his ear, the hot breath hitting the primogen's skin and stealing more of those desperate cries. The older vampire moved his lips to the exposed neck, nibbling and licking at the pale flesh.
 "K-Katherin..."
 "Ssshhh..." The white-haired man moved his fingers to his lover's mouth, forcing his lips open and successfully forbidding him from talking any more. "Look at yourself, baby..." Katherin's kissed back up to his lover's ear, slowing down his thrusts. "So fragile, so beautiful..." His free hand traveled down between Nissho's legs, fingers wrapping around his throbbing erection. "And it's all mine."
 The blond let out a loud groan as the older man started to move his hand in the same motion as his pounding, his hands curling into a fist against the mirror. He couldn't let his eyes roam over his own body as he was so flustered under Katherin's touches, but the man wouldn't let him look anywhere else than at his reflection. Every time he lowered his head, the white-haired vampire would pull it back up so they could both admire his traits twisted by the pleasure. At some point he gave up, eyes sticking on his lover's hand on his own cock.
 The sight did nothing but enhance his excitement. There was something... erotic to the view, as if he was a third party yet being completely aware of being a part of it. The way Katherin's other hand moved to his lower back then to his hip, urging him to meet with his movements, only added to it. As he felt his lover's cock pound deep inside of him in a frantic pace, Nissho felt himself grow closer to his release, weakly calling the older vampire's name between moans.
 Nissho couldn't hold back his orgasm despite Katherin begging him to - and as he was about to apologize, the latter grabbed his chin and forced a kiss on him. The blond could feel him closing in as he desperately abused his ass, soon breaking from his mouth as he released inside of him in a loud groan. Once Katherin finally pulled out, Nissho let himself fall to the floor, back against the mirror. The other was soon to join him, nuzzling his nose, both hands on his cheeks.
 "You're gorgeous, Nissho." Katherin's breath was still short, but a genuine smile was stretching his lips as he pressed his forehead against his lover's. "I never want to lose you."
Randee let out a pleased sigh, breaking the silence that settled between Tearan and himself. The last hour has been pretty chaotic, with the sudden attack from a group of burglars who apparently were after the pile of rocks they were bringing back to Kanstria. That wasn't much of a problem, especially after one of the men successfully tore the skin on Tearan's stomach with his sword. It only took a few seconds before the men were nothing but lifeless bodies soaking in blood.
 And what followed, well... That was nothing but routine now.
 The berserker got out of his slumber with a sneeze. The fur on which he had fallen asleep was brushing against his nose, and he felt a cold breeze slipping on his exposed skin. Rubbing his eye, Tearan straightened up and sat down, looking over his shoulder at his lover who just did the same. He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped as he felt the mystic's palm against his cheek, thumb rubbing at the reddened skin. Randee was smiling, that soft, lovely smile he always wore for him. That smile that wasn't quite saying it, but through which they both knew he was just glad to see he was back, safe and sane.
 Randee's lips brushed against the berserker's, and the kiss was soft, reassuring. Desperate, maybe, as Tearan felt his fingers clench into the fabric of his lover's robe. He felt the tears rush up to his eyes, but really tried his best at holding them back.
 When they broke apart, they stayed close, the mystic resting his forehead against the other's. As Randee was staring at him, Tearan's eyes traveled down to the slash on his cheek. It wasn't quite profound, but enough for the blood to still be fresh around it. Reaching out for it, the berserker carefully wiped it off before gently pressing his lips against it.
 "Does it still hurt?"
 A smile stretching his lips, Randee wrapped his hand around his lover's.
It's stupidly short, I wasn't going to post it at first but I just wanted you all to know that I can straight too.
So have a tiny bit of aftercare fluff.
Characters: Nollan, Rin
Word Count: 149
Mistress
If he didn't lack the ability to, Nollan would be purring like a cat right now. He could almost feel a tail wiping back and forth with joy, ears flatten on his head as Rin untied the last cuff on his ankle. The blond castanic pressed a few kisses on the bruised skin by his foot, moving back up to his abused ass and finishing by his ear, gently nibbling at it.
 "You look especially content tonight," she purred, hand reaching to stroke Nollan's hair. He made a pleased sound, moving into the touch.
 "Well I had a nice mistress." He rolled on his back, careful to keep Rin over him.
 "Ah...?" She teasingly rose an eyebrow, pressing her chest against the other's as he wrapped his arms around her body. "Will I have to be rougher next time?"
Demiyan's breath was hitching with every kiss, every single touch of those long fingers on his skin making his heart skip a beat. Asz could feel the other's sight on his head, watching in anticipation as he kissed his way down his chest. They both wanted this: the slayer more than his lover, but the idea of sharing this very intimate moment for the first time was exciting, and the younger castanic had a hard time controlling the digging of his nails on his lover's thighs as he moved closer to his crotch.
 Asz was aching to do it. It felt so good when Demi had done it a few days ago, and he wanted nothing more than making his lover know of that pleasure. But when he found himself there, with his lover's "thing" right before his eyes, the blond felt a wave of doubt and fear rush over him. Carefully he wrapped his fingers around the length, giving it a few strokes. This at least he knew how it worked, he's done it a lot on both himself and Demi, but he still felt some relief when he heard the other castanic moan into his touch. After a while Asz gave it a few tentative kisses, refusing to lock eyes with his lover, although the reaction was positive.
 Demi didn't say anything, waiting patiently for the mystic to get used to the situation, just like it happened when the roles were inversed. Even when Asz flicked his tongue over the tip, he did his best at holding back a moan, toes and fingers curling in the bed sheets. Honestly he wanted nothing more than to rush his lover, but he knew it would do nothing good. And so he waited.
 It didn't take too long before Asz locked his lips around his cock, taking the tip inside his mouth and hesitantly started to suck on it. He didn't use his tongue at first but Demiyan didn't care much, the only feeling of warmth surrounding him being enough to send sparks of pleasure through his body. So when he started to move his lips along the length, pressing his tongue against the sensible skin, he couldn't hide his excitement anymore.
 Panting and groaning, the slayer kept encouraging his lover to keep going, sighing his name and moaning about how good his mouth felt against his dick. Which seemed to work, as Asz fasten his pace, hands still resting on the other's thighs.
 Demiyan came fast. Too fast. He didn't even see it coming, so it was quite a surprise for them both, although not a so pleasant one for Asz. Coughing, the blond felt tears roll down his cheeks as he recovered from the choking caused by the sudden thrust the slayer unconsciously made as he released inside of his mouth. It took a few moment for Demi to realize what happened and when he reached for his boyfriend, the blond had already wiped away most of the cum and tears on his face.
 "That stuff is kind of nasty..." Asz grumbled as he cleaned off the white liquid with a disgusted face.
 Demiyan let out a laugh, grabbing his lover's face and pulling him closer, locking their lips together for a kiss. He didn't mind the unpleasant taste as he played with the blonde's tongue - he kind of deserved it, after all.
I needed some Katherin/Nissho fluff too, it's my turn to contribute! <(￣︶￣)> It's not much again, please give me a chance!!!
Characters: Katherin, Nissho
Word count: 389
Good morning
Katherin rolled on his side, looking around the dark room for the information broker. He fell asleep soon after he cuddled up next to the smaller elf, the flight from Kaiator to Velika draining him more than the actual exercise he got when he arrived. He doubt Nissho did the same: the blond had claimed to have a lot of work to do and guessing by the lack of heat next to him, Katherin figured he had left long ago.
 Nissho was sitting in a corner, on a velvet chair that didn't seem to serve any more purpose than piling up cloth, which were now tossed against the wall. The dim light of a few candles lit up the side of his face, plunged in a book. Katherin observed him for a while, enjoying the small movement of his lips as he silently read the words for himself, or the way his eyebrows frowned from time to time. Nissho never really showed any emotions, but sometimes he would let his guards down and Katherin could see his traits change, even so slightly. And the berserker found himself caught up in the sight more often than he would have expected.
 It took a moment for Nissho to notice him, and even when he did, he pretended not to. They eyes met each other for a second before the information broker went back to his book, looking back at the berserker once in a while but always for such a fraction of time that Katherin almost thought he imagined it.
 "Not gonna tell me good morning?"
 The blond seemed exasperated by his lover's tone, but the taller elf knew better than take it personal.
 "The sun set about half an hour ago, it's barely night time already."
 Katherin rolled on his back, stretching. "I just want to cuddle, come on."
 There was a loud sigh and the sound of a book slapped closed, bringing a smile across the berserker's lips. Wrapping his arms around his lover as soon as he got in reach, he pulled him over his chest, pressing his lips against his.
 "I missed you."
 Nissho kept silent for a moment, letting himself rest on the berserker's chest, listening to the beating of his heart. He closed his eyes, tightening his embrace around his body.
I had a dream and I had to write it, I'm so sorry please bear with me Q_Q
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Catching Up
A load groan escaped the elf's throat, back arching and nails digging into flesh. It's been so long - too long - since he had found himself in this position. It's been months since he's been so helpless, begging for more as his partner pushed deep inside him, sending jolt of pleasure with every movement. There was only a selected few who could make him scream their name like that and so he jumped on the occasion as soon as he could.
 Katherin had almost drag him out of the tavern as soon as they crossed path. He couldn't quite recall if that was unusual or not - he knew the elf really enjoyed the sex, but he could swear he usually was more collected about it. What he knew for sure, however, was that he wasn't the kind to so desperately beg to be fucked. Katherin was dominant and proud, and he loved to show it, in bed or not. So when the elf pulled him over his body, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and whispered how much he needed his cock inside of his, he was surprised, but he couldn't say no. Who was he to refuse such a thing from an old friend?
 The elf could feel the pleasure build up in his groin: he knew he was close, but he didn't want it to end, not now. He needed more of it, a lot more, his body was still aching for more of that delicious pain as the other's cock slammed in him, teeth biting on his neck and shoulders. He tried to hold back, his nails tracing blood-red marks on his lover's back, his own moaning barely audible, but he couldn't get himself to last any longer, as he felt the other man release inside of him with a loud groan.
 They both collapsed on the bed, panting and sweating, trying to catch up on the recent event. It has been rough, with barely no foreplay: the kind of sex they both loved, but it still felt like there was a lot more catch up to do.
 "Missed me?"
 Katherin looked at the man who just rolled off of him and on his side, too exhausted to lift himself up.
 "Alice," the berserker sighed, "don't you ever disappear for so long again."Â
It's just some Thaddeus and Ashlay fluff. That's it.
Characters: Thaddeus, Ashlay
Words count: 569
Lightening
When he came back late from the workshop that night, Thaddeus expected to find Ashlay waiting on him in the kitchen as the usual. The castanic was always up late anyway, and so it was only natural to have him up when he walked in. However, tonight he couldn't see him from his spot at the front door, as he remove his rain-soaked shirt. The candles were still lit, yet there was barely a sound in the house, except from the water pouring on the roof.
 Nervous at first, Thaddeus let out a silent sigh as he saw a tall silhouette laying next to his daughter in her bed. There was just enough light for the human to see that his friend was sleeping sound next to one of the twins.
 Thaddeus stayed at the door in silence for a while, debating whether or not he should wake Ashlay up. They both seemed a bit tight in the single tiny bed, but there was something soothing in seeing the two in such an embrace, both holding each other in their arms.
 Just as he was about to move in and shook his friend up, a loud thunder roared, waking Ashlay up in a jump. Willow barely moved herself, only murmuring something that sounded like a "It's okay." Noticing the human at the door, the berserker quietly slipped out of the child's arms to walk out.
 "Hey. You' back late man." Ashlay's voice was a shaky whisper, still asleep.
 The only answer Thaddeus gave him was a smile and a hand on his shoulder. "Tired?"
 "Nah." The castanic shook his head, rubbing his eyes. "The kid was scared of the thunder."
 "Was she? She usually doesn't mind them."
 With a shrug, Ashlay walked out of the touch, heading towards the master's bedroom. "I'm tired now though, do you mind coming to bed already?"
 Thaddeus was surprised when they got in bed. The castanic was never really of the cuddling type: although he didn't mind sleeping close, he rarely ever was the one seeking out for the attention. However, it was the first thing he did when they slipped under the covers. Grabbing the human's arm, he threw it around himself, sneaking close to his chest. Despite being unusual, Thaddeus didn't mind it much, and soon enough he found himself fall into slumber.
 It wasn't the best of sleep, unfortunately. He woke up a few times during the night, never really sure of what was keeping him up. As he was falling unconscious once again, he heard the thunder roar outside: and he immediately felt a body jump in his arms and a hand grabbing him.
 "It's fine honey, Daddy's here." Was the sleepy answer he gave, tightening his hold on the person in front of him. He reached out to stroke hair when a rough voice came out of where he expected a child.
 "Fuck off."
 Frowning, Thaddeus looked up and finally reached the other's head, feeling the horns of his castanic friend. It took him a second to realize what was happening, until he let a smile crawl to his lips.
 He didn't say anything, he knew Ashlay better than that. All he did was pull the other man closer to him, resting his head on top of his chest as much as he could despite the horns, and promised to himself to stay awake until the storm ended.
