A Single Grain Among the Desert

A Sphintus Carmen rp blog - Closed blog associated with solomons-wisdomrp

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The small moans continued to fall off his lips, echoing around the small room as his back pressed only further into the armrest of the chair their two bodies shared. Despite the lips that moved along heated, tanned skin, the former royal could only focus on how the hand that gripped him slowed, how its teasing strokes were all but still on his throbbing arousal.

It was painful, being pushed to that edge then denied a release. Trying to fight the urge to squirm inhis hand, to buck up into those calloused fingers desperately instead he twitched and whimpered, anxious for Kouen to finish what he had started, his pride and his dignity thrown to the wind as he allowed himself to be completely undone at the older man’s touch.

When Kouen spoke, hazed green eyes opened, staring up at the decorated ceiling, heavy pants falling from his lips as he trembled, so close to his climax and yet unable to grasp it. Shuddering hard as that thumb moved across him he bit down hard on his lips, a metallic tang of blood hitting his tongue.

“P-Please. Touch me. Let me finish, I want you”He managed,  his words fragmented as though forming a coherent sentence was beyond his current capability… Which is more than likely was. Reaching out, tanned fingers closed around silk, gripping tight with a trembling hand. “I want you”

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"How irksome."

Dimensional magic was no easy thing to do. The simple act of transporting from one place to another required manipulating the tiny rifts of space and time and even the most skilled magoi manipulators can have mishaps when attempting to do so.

A little exercise, that’s what it was.

Just a simple exercise in technique. Nothing more, nothing less.

"… I didn’t know you picked on children now, Sinbad." Ren Kouen smirks teasingly as he steps out of the transport pentagram, his aura as regal and imposing as ever.   

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Now things were starting to heat up. Looks like Sinbad cracked the right code and got the little heliohapt to go crying and scrambling to his ‘daddy’. Sinbad wore a grin on his face as he replied smugly.

"Well well, look who decided to turn up. I didn’t think you’d take a defensive position over a Heliohapt boy."

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When the portal opened, and Kouen stepped out, Sphintus felt himself moving subconsciously closer to the redhead. Though when Sinbad spoke, green eyes narrowed, finding a small anger filling his chest as his people and his country were spoke of as something lesser.

"I told you, I man more than a posession" He muttered, grateful Kouen had actually shown up, knowing how much worse it would have been had his call gone unanswered.

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He grit his teeth, not wanting to admit that Kouen was right in his assumption. As much as the Heliohapt had touched himself, this was the first time another had been with him so intimately. If he was honest with himself, every day dream, every fancy he had created in his mind during such times ‘alone’ had never once played out this way. Sure of course he lent himself to delusions where he was once more in a spot of royalty but it had always been himself  with the upper hand, with the money and the luxury to dote upon someone else…. Never had he imagined himself in the arms of a ruler, being completely undone at the hands of an older man.

But he was finding himself strangely enraptured by the entire idea of just that, and even the reminder to himself of who’s hand was sliding along his arousal only further fanned the flame that was growing in him.

Hearing the other admit that it had been quite some time since he’d been in a position like this took Sphintus by surprise. He didn’t know why, but Kouen seemed to him the type that would have any woman (or man) at  his beck and call should he so choose and yet…. It was himself. It was a Heliohapt Healer who had been disgraced from the royal court that won his affections. Never had Sphintus been chosen first, so to hear that Kouen wanted him enough to break a long running stint of celibacy made his chest tighten.

Though his thoughts were interrupted when Kouen’s lips once more captured his own, pulling him into a heated kiss. A low groan slipped out as the older man’s tongue slipped passed  his lips, a groan that he didn’t try to restrain as he merely  bucked his hips up to the hand that stroked him, able to feel how close he was getting to that edge and wanting to feel more of that mad, more of what Kouen was shooting up his spin like fire.

Tightening his hand around the robes that still hung off the Prince’s shoulders he gripped tight, a signal of the feeling that was growing harder to hold back, only further accentuated by the moans falling off his lips.

“K-Kouen….please”

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"Care to provide proof?"

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"Fine... I'll let you hear from his mouth" The Heliohapt told the King stubbornly, pulling the small Eye of Ruhk that Kouen had given him upon leaving the Empire, using it to call the man in question. 

"I...I need you to come to Sindria. There is trouble. Please?"

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What about you Sphintus?

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"And has he actually told you he cares for you and means it? Kouen is a lot more devious than you can think of. You seem to be too wound up in him to even see the true self he’s hiding."

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"O-Of... Of course he means it. I know him a lot better than you do! He isn't hiding anything from me, I am aware of what and who he is.... Doesn't mean he's lying to me"

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"You seem to be quite keen on refusing me despite not knowing what I need. He definitely has you wrapped around his finger doesn’t he? I awnt information on him. I want to know what he’s up to. I want you to be my spy~."

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"I am not wrapped around anyone's finger, I make my own decisions and I refuse to spy on someone that I care about for your benefit. If you want to deal with him so badly I can call him here, I don't think he'd be too pleased to know you are trying to blackmail me to find out information about him. He cares about me too you know...."

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The groan that seemed to roll out from Kouen's throat his his ears and moved through him like warm liquid filling his chest. Panting lightly where his back was pressed to the arm rest of the chair they shared, he could feel sharp goosebumps rise on his skin as the last of the silk fell away from his body.

Exposed, he just stared up at the man above him, hazy green eyes just taking in the sight. The look of lust and pure /want/ in Kouen's eyes was intoxicating, the very idea that he was causing them stirred a growing arousal between his legs.

He didn’t fight the moans that fell from his lips as the Emperor moved down along the tanned skin of his throat, tilting his head to give the man better access. Though as warm hands suddenly moved south, strong fingers wrapping around his arousal, a loud gasp took their place.

As slow, teasing strokes began to move along his cock, Sphintus found himself moving, tilting forward, into the hand that touched him. His words brought a deeper flush to his cheeks, never having been touched like this before. Leaning forward he rested his head on Kouen's shoulder, just biting down hard on his lip as he tried to find his face, all but giving away his arousal.

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"Your status could be at risk if you don’t agree with me. I’m sure your relationship with him would go down well with the King of Heliohapt, hm?"

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"T-They've already exiled us once....I.... What are you even asking me to do!? I don't have influence over him besides... Ugh! I refuse"

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"Don’t be ridiculous. With your involvement, you will necessarily be… bait shall we say? You will be my chance to lure in Kouen."

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"Bait!? What makes you think I'd agree to something like that!!"

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"You really need to be aware of whom you’re dealing with."

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"A politician with an agenda it seems, sounds like home. Tell me then, what benefit can you gain from my involvement with Kouen. He doesn't tell me about his plans or anything that could aid you in a war. I have nothing to tell you"

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"Oh so the highly intoxicating sex meant nothing at all? I apologise."

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"W-What I... No it... I. Sir how do you..."

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"I need to speak to you regarding a certain individual with whom I’ve heard you’ve been… gallivanting with as of late. Ren Kouen ring any bells?"

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Shit.

"I know of him yes, I am not sure what knowledge on him I might have that would aid you in any way..."

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"You must be Sphintus Carmen, right? Come with me, I need to discuss something with you."

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"Yes, I am sir.... O-Oh? Of course...What did you need to discuss?"

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There was hardly time to speak, to say a word at the older man’s declaration of where their ‘endeavours’ would play out before experienced lips had once more claimed his own. A moaned sigh filled their kiss as once more the two were locked in a play for power, though he knew it wasn’t a struggle he would win. Parting his lips with ease as Kouen’s tongue pushed passed them, he did little to resist, and instead savoured in heated kiss. His mind still spun at the idea that such a man of power had any interest in himself, let alone to the degree that he’d been swept into, but it only proved to further incite the pooling heat that burned in his abdomen.

The kiss only did so much however to distract from the hands that began to work at the delicate ties of the robe’s he’d been dressed in. Though it had barely been minutes before that he had been bared before this man, there was something intimately different in this moment as strong fingers slid along tanned skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. When dulled nails slid down his sides he couldn’t help the subconscious arch of his back, inexperience overshadowed by lust fueled instinct. Gasping into their kiss, his hands flew up on their own, closing around the silk of Kouen’s own robes as his back pressed back into the lush armrest of the chair. Inhibition had fallen away, and his want and need for more of this man, for more attention, for more of the stirring that Kouen was building in him was unmistakeable on his flushed face; his normally proud and self-assured features replaced with a desperate yearning for the man that held him so possessively. A selfish want for the lion that had caught a lamb.

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The Fanalis struggle // Open

"Again…" Morgiana muttered under her breath as she darted forward for another punch at one of the water dummies Yamuraiha had left for her to play with as an alternative to one of Masrur’s more harsher training rocks.

It was a hot day and the Fanalis girl could feel the sweat dripping excessively from her forehead but with the threat of Al Thamen and the Kou Empire lurking around the corner, she had no time for idleness if she wanted to help her two friends as best she could.

Yet nothing she did made the technique her teacher had shown her come out correctly. It was a move that relied heavily on speed which was something Morgiana was weakest in. Her fighting style, much like many of the Fanalis, relied on a weight and strength which together could deal a lot of damaged if it hit you directly. But, of course, because of the lack of speed and magoi any kicks rarely did hit spot on so they stuck to aiming for legs or arms— some way to slow down the opponent before dealing any heavy damage. Due to this, the Fanalis way of fighting was constantly misinterpreted as brutal despite it being a style evolved for hunting animals rather than humans.

Masrur was taught different kinds of fighting unlike Morgiana. He could use a sword (even if he didn’t use it so much now) so speed was something he’d picked up. Morgiana on the other hand had never been taught anything more than what she remember from when she was young and had built it up into her own rough-and-tumble way while still a slave.

Of course that wasn’t going to stop her in anyway. Her hands clenched into tight fists once more as she distanced herself from the dummy again, unaware that someone had began to approach towards her.

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 It wasn’t often that Sphintus came to Sindria, when he got the rare opportunity to travel he more often than not made his way to see his old roommate and friend. With Aladdin tied up in some business or other, the healer made his way through the grounds of the palace, still in awe of the stark difference in the lush atmosphere of Sindria compared to his own scorching homeland, or the cooler climate of where he’d currently been residing. With soft grass moving under his sandaled feet, Sphintus had lost himself entirely to the presence that Sindria seemed to hold and almost missed that he wasn’t alone in the gardens.

Seeing the flash of red hair, Sphtinus stopped, just allowing himself to watch as the girl moved, clearly training herself with what seemed to be sparing equipment created by water magic. The use of combat and magic together immediately piqued his interest, reminding him of the day he’d watched Aladdin and Titus fight. The combination of the two could be a powerful and almost deadly duo, and if this girl had summoned her own dummies it intrigued him what else she might be capable of.

Though as he studied her movements, he began to realize that her magoi wasn’t nearly strong enough to have created such apparatus, but he didn’t pay it much attention, green eyes instead followed her movements in awe. The time he’d spent in Reim had given him an appreciation for the Fanalis and their strength and this girl was no different. Her moves seemed rougher at the edges than the corps but they still held the same passion and dedication.

When she paused to catch her breath he stepped forward, giving her a smile. “I’m impressed, it’s not every day you get to stumble on such a display” He called, lifting a hand in a wave, approaching where Morgiana stood. “I can only assume, you must be Morgiana?” He asked, recalling the name that Aladdin had spoken of so fondly.