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⊰ Dastan ⊱

    Not wanting to delve into the reasons yet ; Dastan merely sighed and watched the constellations across the midnight canvas that left almost everything around them swathed pitch darkness. Gleaning the few he remembered in his lessons, his eyes squinted with fleeting intensity. Truth be told, never did the Prince really look toward the heavens and only now, after he long graduated his lessons, did it register that they didn’t truly outlined the beasts they were named after.

   In the slums, loosing oneself to the trivial wonders of the sky served only as a distraction from the dangers awaiting underneath the soil, awaiting to gnaw one’s feet and eat.

’ Just glossed your mind? ’

Lifting her head from his chest, before glancing over at him. Before a sigh parted through her lips, shaking her head a little bit. 

❝Yes, Dastan glossed over my mind, I unlike you didn't have time for daydreams or fallacies about the world in general, I only did what I was told to, by my parents, by my kingdom. Never really did I get much time to look at the stars. Never really enjoyed them for myself. ❞ 

Another sigh before she laid her crown back down on his torso, eyes going heaven bound once more. 

[faramir-boromir]

List of movie couples  [2/∞] - Dastan & Tamina

Tamina: Such a noble prince.  Dastan: Such a gentle princess. Tamina: How taken you were with my fainting act, eagerly leaping to assist the fallen beauty. Dastan: Who said you were a beauty? Tamina: There must be a reason why you can’t take your eyes off me.

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leslibertes: "Some trouble, madame?”

❝No trouble at all, although I may want to inquire as to who you are and what you are doing here? Your garbs are foreign to me. ❞

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kakolookiyam:

   The prince hummed, breaking the silence that had long lingered since they gathered their bearings and left. Morning slipped into evening and the sun blared down at them, swelling beads of sweat across his scalp.

' Time, only by  the time.. '

   He couldn’t imagine of another place this arid like their journey through Dasht e Lut. It was barren and for those who were foreign, a endless labyrinth with no exit.

❝I hope if it's not too much trouble for you Prince, if we might partake in a bathing? There's got to be an oasis around here somewhere, where we can freshen up. ❞ 

The desert beauty looked around the barren desert yet to no avail came an oasis into her line of sight, this was awful he was starting to reek, and she could do with a bath as well. A complacent sigh parted through her lips, before placing her forehead onto his shoulder. Muttering a few native language curses under her breath. 

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So Sorry for the delay folks, I broke my right hand yesterday so replies are going to come shortly, typing with one hand is god awful, but I can deal with it. 

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[devonnedior]

Princess Tamina <3

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⊰ Dastan ⊱:

    A sliver of a tremble touched his breath. Heat flourished deep within his body, licking his walls like a flame. His nails slightly grazed her hip through the cloth of her tunic. The prince had been tempted to trail them around the Tamina’s waist, but the idea was kept in his head for decorations.

  ’ No doubt you enjoy the tenderness I display. ‘  Dastan watched her hand move from his peripheral and felt his eyes narrow in suspicion for a brief moment before they softened and he  leaned in close to graze his lips against hers.

’ But you’re correct.’ He pulled away with a devious. ’ It is a weakness. ‘

❝I do not know what you are desiring to achieve? ❞

Grazing. It was sending her impulses over the edge, before she parted from his touch, and turned away for a moment, to approach the horse and grab their gear. Before the heavy load dropped and then she dragged it over to their camping spot. Grasping her fabric, before she would kneel down and start to unpack their things. Pulling out the various fabrics, keeping her mind from lingering was the best solution at this given point. An irritated sigh, before glancing over her shoulder at him. 

❝Are you just going to stand there or assist me?❞

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Settled under the tent, arms folded behind his head, Dastan watched the light of the moon gloss them through the cloth. ' Tamina..' He uttered, breaking the silence. ' Have you ever wondered about other times? Other worlds? '

From her slumber she arose, before rolling over onto her less dominant side to come face to face with him. A slight frown teased her lips, before she huffed and seceded to the inquiry at hand. Having her head come to rest against his chest, before her own gaze peeled up at the moon as well. 

❝It is nearly drawing late, and now you pick to ask this question, you are hopeless Dastan. I suppose it has glossed my mind a few times. Why do you ask? ❞

[tildaswinton]

Difficult, not impossible.

Prince of Persia : The Sands of Time ( 2010 )

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Send "❤" For my muse to kiss yours.

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[alphalewolf]

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 ⊰ Dastan ⊱:

    What was that for? Dastan only watched, teetering betwixt slightly dumbfounded and wary, This woman was a block of fickle emotions — some ready to strike his face and others kiss it. He wouldn’t let this known, because a smile curled his lip and he tapped her chin.

  And yet, she nearly sent him reeling with her curves pressed against his. Loosely, he held her waist and leisurely traced circles across her hip while the other felt like a scorching touch against his own, sending a electrified tether to pit of his belly.

’ For the record, princess. The horse is better company. ’

Her form still pressed against his own, as the circles on her hips he was tracing was her only comfort at the moment. A twinge of crimson flushed across her cheeks and on the bridge of her nose, as she was left wordless. That was until he quipped back with that playful remark. Huffing she snapped out of it once more and smirked. 

❝You know you are quite intolerable sometimes, especially in such intimate moments such as these. I do believe however you are being gentle with me. Such weakness is not fond of a Prince of Persia. ❞

Moving her palm from the top of his hand and up his arm slowly. Feeling a sort of tingling sensation in her upper arms and stretch out across her body. 

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❝............. ❞

[leslibertes]

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