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That his snowdrop could still flush such a fetching shade at his question after so much buildup, both now and in all the days before, was frankly a thrill. Argenti couldn't help but press his lips to the lovely warm red beneath tawny skin. He did pause, yet didn't pull back any further, when Eros answered.
A 'please' hadn't been needed, but it landed sweet on the ear just the same. Argenti turned his head to lean into his love's touch again, then a bit further for a kiss to the heel of Eros' palm.
"Then we shall. It sounds perfect, Eros." Half a beat of consideration, before giving over a little more truth. "I admit, I too prefer facing my lover in moments like this. To watch your every expression..."
One hand moved between them while he raised his own hips for space, open palm smoothing down over Eros' twin erections until his fingers found the wetness he'd glimpsed earlier.
"To hear your every sound..."
A tease of his middle finger's callused pad, before he carefully, slowly pushed the digit inside. Red-flecked green eyes remained fixed upon Eros' face.
"It is bliss."
If it were anyone else, they'd be embarrassed by how flustered they continued to get. That even his quiet teases or the look on his face could make them a mess fumbling over their words. His gentle touch enough to send shudders down the smaller's spine.
Even outside of moments like this, he's so gentle with Eros. Sweet, as if the vidyadhara may break should there ever be a moment he isn't. And yet, that is simply how he is. And that, they love more than anything about him.
“ Then… s'ppose that works out real well for us, huh? ” It is, perhaps, the last swell of Eros' confidence in the moment before his partner's hand is exploring his body. To feel his touch as though he knew exactly what he was doing to get the smaller squirming. His hand moving almost teasingly to slip fingers between dripping excitement. How immediately Eros' voice hitches in his throat.
Argenti is slow, almost torturously so when the smaller wants nothing more than him in that moment. And that touch mixed with his words has Eros clinging to the sheets beneath them with a shuddering gasp of excitement.
“ Here I thought – I'd be th' one gettin' spoiled with y'er reactions… ”
It worked out well indeed, as Argenti was presented with the shift in Eros' expression. He could watch how confidence ebbed into greater desire, with the same enticing ease that parted silken muscles around his finger. Watch, feel, and be as captivated as ever.
The base of his own want, simmering low, rippled heat through Argenti's veins with the thought of rushing to a second finger already. Still, he only moved his hand in slow, measured thrusts, curling it occasionally in case there was a sensitive spot to find.
In the meantime, Argenti answered his partner's fluttering gasp with a kiss, to one soft flushed cheek again. He could guess that the craving for more buzzed through Eros' nerves as achingly as through his own. Yet the heated beauty of the other's arousal flooding his senses...
Better to take his time, at least for now.
Eyebrows lifting a bit in intrigue, Argenti smiled once more. "Oh? I welcome your taking over whenever you like."
The sentiment was wholly sincere, despite its timing with another push in and curl of his finger, a second nudging at Eros' entrance just for a hint of his earlier wants.
"I would tremble apart for you, my snowdrop," he continued close to his love's ear, low and soft. "I'd let you hear all my adoration, what you do to me, what I want with you. I've been told I flush as red as my hair when I'm teased enough." A quiet chuckle, and a brief kiss below Eros' earlobe. "I would let you see how true that is."
Each point of contact between them was the first sunlight of spring, noticeable almost to the point of prickling, spreading warmth through his body in a gentle flood. That warmth fueled such tantalizing ideas, so many, too many perhaps, but Argenti was nothing if not dedicated.
He answered the presses of Eros' forehead to his with more little nudges of his nose against theirs. A longer pause between kisses left Argenti room to speak, in a murmur nearing a whisper.
"How do you want me, my love? Just like this? Shall I take you, perhaps, or would you prefer to take me?"
Yet another kiss, brief this time, to underscore his sincerity in the open offer.
"Whatever you choose won't exclude the others. We do have all night," Argenti reminded, a fond smirk apparent in his tone.
They're far too lost in something as simple as their kisses. In the way blackened fingers are running through red locks, wanting to keep him as close as possible. To keep feeling his lips locking with theirs. As if there were no better feeling in the world than this.
As if there was nothing more they had even planned to do beyond that. But then comes that murmuring question, and Eros' features are turning a deeper red. As if they'd forgotten.
“ Like this first – ? Please? I want… I wanna be able t' hold ya jus' like this and keep kissin' while y'er inside me. ”
Their answer is a flustered whisper as they nudge noses once more with their lover. Their heart's a fluttering mess as they reach to brush a thumb over his cheek.
“ We c'n figure more out from there, maybe? See how th' night leaves us feelin'. ”
That his snowdrop could still flush such a fetching shade at his question after so much buildup, both now and in all the days before, was frankly a thrill. Argenti couldn't help but press his lips to the lovely warm red beneath tawny skin. He did pause, yet didn't pull back any further, when Eros answered.
A 'please' hadn't been needed, but it landed sweet on the ear just the same. Argenti turned his head to lean into his love's touch again, then a bit further for a kiss to the heel of Eros' palm.
"Then we shall. It sounds perfect, Eros." Half a beat of consideration, before giving over a little more truth. "I admit, I too prefer facing my lover in moments like this. To watch your every expression..."
One hand moved between them while he raised his own hips for space, open palm smoothing down over Eros' twin erections until his fingers found the wetness he'd glimpsed earlier.
"To hear your every sound..."
A tease of his middle finger's callused pad, before he carefully, slowly pushed the digit inside. Red-flecked green eyes remained fixed upon Eros' face.
"It is bliss."
Argenti's soft answering chuckle hummed against Eros' chest, a mix of affection and fond amusement. For his own part, he didn't mind how long or short it took for his love to grow vocal, so long as it came from honest enjoyment.
One more kiss to the other's nipple, while his attentive hand moved again, onto Eros' back. Palm splaying to encourage and support that eager arch, Argenti continued trailing more kisses down their stomach.
He only arose once the position grew awkward - instead leaning in over Eros, far enough to press together this time, from chest to groin.
And the press of Argenti's bare arousal against his partner's sparked a shiver, strong enough to stutter his sighing moan. The temptation to grind his hips was as keen as his lance's blade... yet he refrained, for now.
Instead, Argenti pressed his lips to Eros', while his embracing arm tightened just slightly.
Sensations like this tended to defy words, in his experience, and were best enjoyed as they are.
The smaller lets out a whine at the laugh, as if embarrassed by it. But they're laughing just as softly, wrapping their arms around his shoulders as their lips press together once more. How can he be so charming all the time? It's so unfair, he thinks.
That the smallest touches are somehow so graceful even in the peak of their arousals. That Eros can feel Argenti press against him and admire whatever restraint it takes for him to refrain from doing anything else at first. That he is, instead, savoring kisses and gentle touches. If Eros feels that burning need so intensely, he wonders if his gorgeous knight does, too.
This feeling of their closeness has the vidyadhara all too eager. That he wants nothing more than to grind their bodies together until it's finally time for his beloved to take him. Even he reached his climax with just the brushing and rubbing, he'd be content, truth be told.
He rests his forehead against the knight's between their kisses. Far more interested in this sensation, now. In how close they are – how sweet he is.
Each point of contact between them was the first sunlight of spring, noticeable almost to the point of prickling, spreading warmth through his body in a gentle flood. That warmth fueled such tantalizing ideas, so many, too many perhaps, but Argenti was nothing if not dedicated.
He answered the presses of Eros' forehead to his with more little nudges of his nose against theirs. A longer pause between kisses left Argenti room to speak, in a murmur nearing a whisper.
"How do you want me, my love? Just like this? Shall I take you, perhaps, or would you prefer to take me?"
Yet another kiss, brief this time, to underscore his sincerity in the open offer.
"Whatever you choose won't exclude the others. We do have all night," Argenti reminded, a fond smirk apparent in his tone.
They did indeed have all night, to spend as many hours as they wished however they liked. A rare indulgence, but not an intrusive one. Rather, it had been some years since he was last able to relax with a partner like this.
And what a partner Eros made.
The shiver, that blush, each noise escaping the other's throat - Argenti basked in every reaction he could draw out. A couple more tugs of teeth, and a drag of his tongue, then he pressed a long kiss over Eros' heart.
"You make such lovely music already, my darling snowdrop." One more gentle peck. "Quite the overture."
He moved to lavish Eros' other nipple in equal attentions. In the meantime, his hand slid up to tease the first a little more with his thumb. Argenti intended to show his adoration for as many inches of his love's body as his practiced patience could stand.
Though he would also welcome a needy interruption of his affections from Eros, if it came to that.
Eros' own indulgences in times like this had once been – frequent, to say the least. But since all that had been on his mind was Argenti, he'd long since waited for a night like this meant for only them. To feel his hands the way they were now.
To know that they belonged only to each other.
A soft whine escapes the smaller as his lover speaks. Trying to find words that refuse to come out amid the soft gasps that come with teasing teeth and tongue along his nipple. And the fluster that merely worsens when that kiss is placed right over his heart.
“ I guess I didn't tell ya jus' how sensitive I am, huh? ” An attempt at a joke, only to make himself less embarrassed. “ F'er all that I talk, ya'd think it'd take more t' make me sing th'n it does. ”
Still, beneath the Knight's gaze, how could he really be embarrassed? When he found beauty in all the parts of Eros that they didn't often. It made their heart flutter in their chest more than the intimacy of it, he swore. Made him even more eager.
An eagerness that brings a whiny roll of his hips, if only to accentuate how desperate he is for his beloved.
Argenti's soft answering chuckle hummed against Eros' chest, a mix of affection and fond amusement. For his own part, he didn't mind how long or short it took for his love to grow vocal, so long as it came from honest enjoyment.
One more kiss to the other's nipple, while his attentive hand moved again, onto Eros' back. Palm splaying to encourage and support that eager arch, Argenti continued trailing more kisses down their stomach.
He only arose once the position grew awkward - instead leaning in over Eros, far enough to press together this time, from chest to groin.
And the press of Argenti's bare arousal against his partner's sparked a shiver, strong enough to stutter his sighing moan. The temptation to grind his hips was as keen as his lance's blade... yet he refrained, for now.
Instead, Argenti pressed his lips to Eros', while his embracing arm tightened just slightly.
Sensations like this tended to defy words, in his experience, and were best enjoyed as they are.
His free hand cradled one of Eros' palms against his cheek, and he only broke from the kiss to trail a few more gentle pecks along his partner's jaw. Argenti pulled back to offer another smile, still close enough for their noses to brush.
"Quite the privilege, and one I return. The only difficulty is, where to start...?"
Yet Argenti refused to let that difficulty render him motionless for too long.
His kisses continued down Eros' neck once more, this time venturing further onto the other's chest. A few skimming bite motions, as if plotting out where to leave more marks later, each punctuated with another open-mouthed press of lips.
Argenti then diverted to one nipple, his free hand now spreading against Eros' side as both tongue and teeth teased the dusky nub.
He presses his forehead against Argenti's eagerly when the kiss is broken. Some instinct mixed with that want for more affection. Tilting his head so easily when he finds his partner trailing those kisses down again. Soft smile spreading across his features.
“ S'that what y'er puzzlin' over, m'love? We've got all night, at least. ”
And just as soon as he spoke, Argenti was moving again.
Those kisses making a trail down his neck. To feel each one between those bites. It sent a shudder up his spine before he felt where his partner's attention was moving. His features turning a light red as he let out a soft sound of pleasure.
Always so sensitive. Even just the feeling of tongue and teeth on the bundle of flush had him turning red. Had him near singing in response.
They did indeed have all night, to spend as many hours as they wished however they liked. A rare indulgence, but not an intrusive one. Rather, it had been some years since he was last able to relax with a partner like this.
And what a partner Eros made.
The shiver, that blush, each noise escaping the other's throat - Argenti basked in every reaction he could draw out. A couple more tugs of teeth, and a drag of his tongue, then he pressed a long kiss over Eros' heart.
"You make such lovely music already, my darling snowdrop." One more gentle peck. "Quite the overture."
He moved to lavish Eros' other nipple in equal attentions. In the meantime, his hand slid up to tease the first a little more with his thumb. Argenti intended to show his adoration for as many inches of his love's body as his practiced patience could stand.
Though he would also welcome a needy interruption of his affections from Eros, if it came to that.
Once his latest mark had bloomed, Argenti pressed a tender kiss to the spot. He didn't opt for any more bites, not yet, though it wasn't for lack of enthusiasm.
It was his turn to be distracted, by his own thoughts and by the feel of Eros' lengths. All the ways he could occupy his mouth and hands, to lavish his partner in as much pleasure as they could endure... Argenti scarcely knew where to start, at first.
After that affectionate reassurance from Eros, though, he smiled against warm tawny skin.
"Come lay down, then." Another kiss, further down over the other's heart, then Argenti glanced up past long dark lashes. "So I may give you all the adoration you deserve."
His hand reluctantly retreated from Eros' groin, so his dear snowdrop could settle onto the bed without impediment. Even so, Argenti couldn't help occasional soft, brief pecks to the other's arms and shoulders.
Once Eros was settled in, he knelt between their legs, supporting himself with one palm on the mattress while he went for a proper kiss to those sweet lips, languid and on the verge of deepening.
That soft purr returns to rumble in his throat at the mark the other leaves along his neck. A questioning flick of his ears before the other finds himself distracted.
The way that Argenti is seemingly brought to many thoughts that seem almost overwhelming. Unsure of where to start or what to do first when it comes to his lover beneath him. And again, he finds himself thinking that the Knight is simply too cute.
At the other's words and his hand retracting, the smaller moves to lie properly on his bed. Hands resting above his head before his darling comes to join him. Those blackened fingers reaching out to caress his face for a moment. To melt against him as their lips press together.
He drives Eros crazy in every way that matters, really. That even just getting to kiss him has the vidyadhara excited. Eager for what's to come. So I may give you all the adoration you deserve, he says. To treat the smaller as if he's some treasure worth the effort. And how that in itself causes his heart to skip a beat. “ ‘m all y’er's, teacake. ”
His free hand cradled one of Eros' palms against his cheek, and he only broke from the kiss to trail a few more gentle pecks along his partner's jaw. Argenti pulled back to offer another smile, still close enough for their noses to brush.
"Quite the privilege, and one I return. The only difficulty is, where to start...?"
Yet Argenti refused to let that difficulty render him motionless for too long.
His kisses continued down Eros' neck once more, this time venturing further onto the other's chest. A few skimming bite motions, as if plotting out where to leave more marks later, each punctuated with another open-mouthed press of lips.
Argenti then diverted to one nipple, his free hand now spreading against Eros' side as both tongue and teeth teased the dusky nub.
Another endearing facet, to see the contrast between Eros' more typical confidence in other situations and the shy vulnerability here. Argenti would have gone gently regardless, but this was one more reminder.
The subtly firmer press to his chest coupled with those words were all that kept him from leaning in further, yearning to trail kisses everywhere his lips could reach. But, that wasn't everything? Argenti met Eros' eyes first, then let his stare lower again.
Understanding dawned at the sight spread below those eager lengths.
One more place he might lavish with his mouth, if or when he could.
Only after his love's assurance did Argenti angle his head to kiss languidly along Eros' neck. In the meantime, his hand already at his partner's hip moved to tease along first one, then both undersides of those pretty cocks.
His other palm spread to brace near the small of Eros' back, and Argenti sighed near the other's collarbone, "The waking dreams already in my mind, of what I might do if you allow it..."
A shorter, softer sigh through his nose, then his lips parted for a skim and a pinch of teeth, to work up another reddened mark on Eros' skin.
It's a side that will never be admitted to, certainly. For any other time during intimacy wasn't he not quite the brat? Usually putting up some form of playful fight? And yet, it's all too easy for him to just slip into the other's touch. To simply let him explore as he pleases.
All the more eager for such a thing once understanding draws across those green hues of his. And Eros is all too aware of what sort of things must be going through his mind even with just one look. That fluster becomes all the more obvious as he brings a hand up to try and hide his face.
Wanting and eager, that much is true.
But when was the last time someone looked at all of them like this?
A gentle canting of his head, attempting to leave Argenti more room. To allow more of those marks to be left. As if all they could ever want was for the Knight to claim them in every way possible.
Breath hitches at the feeling of his hands along one – and then both. His hand feels so much larger comparatively. Perhaps just a bit embarrassing given they just know that both of their hands will be needed to attempt to tease Argenti in such a way. Or – perhaps just that overly long tongue could do more than suffice.
“Given I know ya..? Baby, I don't think there are many things I wouldn't let ya do.”
Once his latest mark had bloomed, Argenti pressed a tender kiss to the spot. He didn't opt for any more bites, not yet, though it wasn't for lack of enthusiasm.
It was his turn to be distracted, by his own thoughts and by the feel of Eros' lengths. All the ways he could occupy his mouth and hands, to lavish his partner in as much pleasure as they could endure... Argenti scarcely knew where to start, at first.
After that affectionate reassurance from Eros, though, he smiled against warm tawny skin.
"Come lay down, then." Another kiss, further down over the other's heart, then Argenti glanced up past long dark lashes. "So I may give you all the adoration you deserve."
His hand reluctantly retreated from Eros' groin, so his dear snowdrop could settle onto the bed without impediment. Even so, Argenti couldn't help occasional soft, brief pecks to the other's arms and shoulders.
Once Eros was settled in, he knelt between their legs, supporting himself with one palm on the mattress while he went for a proper kiss to those sweet lips, languid and on the verge of deepening.
He wanted to cradle Eros' face, roam hands over every inch of his partner's body, lavish them with sincere praise until the uncertainty over his acceptance was drowned out of memory entirely.
Yet Argenti didn't resist or object when Eros leaned back. The space between them, and lack of clothing, also showed a set of long claw scars down his left side and stomach, though they did also draw the eye toward his rising interest.
His own gaze followed the trail of Eros' hand down to that slit, watching with continued adoration and intrigue.
Well, now. Two. A surprise, but far from an unpleasant one.
Argenti leaned forward slightly where he sat, to press into the palm at his chest. "As I love you, my snowdrop. And you look lovely in red."
One hand skimmed along Eros' hip then inward, along the line where thigh met groin. He stopped just short of the latter, though, making sure to meet his partner's gaze.
"Are they both alright to touch?"
Eros could never take his eyes off of Argenti, that much remained true especially now. Eyes roaming over the other's chest. Catching sight of scars that his hand brushed over for only a moment. A moment before his eyes were drawn to the other's own arousal.
He had never been shy, that much of the vidyadhara was true always. That they were proud of their looks and their body, and yet beneath his eyes, they're beyond red all the same. Biting at their bottom lip as the other speaks.
As he leaned forward enough to push Eros' hand more against his chest. To bring them closer as his own hand ran along their hip.
How their body all but ached for his touch.
A small nod before they pressed their hand more into him. “ Jus' – jus' one thing, baby that ain't all there is. ”
Another shaky breath as their fingers ran along the length of the lower one. Down just past to slip between wet folds. Spreading them just enough for the other to know, to see that there was more there beneath them.
“ Y'c'n touch me anywhere y'like, m'love. ”
Another endearing facet, to see the contrast between Eros' more typical confidence in other situations and the shy vulnerability here. Argenti would have gone gently regardless, but this was one more reminder.
The subtly firmer press to his chest coupled with those words were all that kept him from leaning in further, yearning to trail kisses everywhere his lips could reach. But, that wasn't everything? Argenti met Eros' eyes first, then let his stare lower again.
Understanding dawned at the sight spread below those eager lengths.
One more place he might lavish with his mouth, if or when he could.
Only after his love's assurance did Argenti angle his head to kiss languidly along Eros' neck. In the meantime, his hand already at his partner's hip moved to tease along first one, then both undersides of those pretty cocks.
His other palm spread to brace near the small of Eros' back, and Argenti sighed near the other's collarbone, "The waking dreams already in my mind, of what I might do if you allow it..."
A shorter, softer sigh through his nose, then his lips parted for a skim and a pinch of teeth, to work up another reddened mark on Eros' skin.
Argenti doubted he could be anything but gentle with Eros, when it was so deserved. Especially for their first time being this intimate together. There was indeed trust steeped into every moment, a trust he refused to mishandle even as he extended the same to Eros.
When his beloved pressed closer against him, Argenti thought nothing amiss at first - until what sounded like a faint nervous tremor in Eros' breath. While he helped where he could in the shedding of his own remaining clothes, he kept an eye on the other, not quite concerned but curious.
Only when Eros' body was mentioned did he let his gaze wander for longer and down further. Intrigue and anticipation cemented Argenti's curiosity.
Meeting his snowdrop's eyes once more, he assured, "It is different, but it's yours. Another facet of your unique beauty." He tucked a few pink locks behind Eros' tapered ear. "And while I may not have been with one like you before, I'm only more eager to learn."
For that – he felt rather lucky. That never would there come a time when Argenti wasn't sweet and gentle with him. That every moment together felt so wonderful, even beyond just this. Every second he got to be with Argenti felt special. Like magic.
The reassuring touch that he gives is everything to Eros. For he has no qualms with the way his body is, but he knows somewhere there may be someone who does. Though, he's glad that someone is not is partner. And truly, that's all the matters. So as the other tucks those stray strands behind an ear, the smaller vidyadhara leans back enough the he can be seen in his entirety. Slender fingers running along his chest and down to the space between his legs. A quiet breath before he runs them along that hidden slit. Coaxing twin lengths from hiding as he bites his lip. Muffling the noise that he wants to make as they emerge.
“ Y'er turnin' me red, here… findin' every part of me beautiful. ” He mumbled, reaching his other hand to run along the redhead's now exposed chest. A gentle wag of his tail as he took all of him in. “ I love ya, teacake. ”
He wanted to cradle Eros' face, roam hands over every inch of his partner's body, lavish them with sincere praise until the uncertainty over his acceptance was drowned out of memory entirely.
Yet Argenti didn't resist or object when Eros leaned back. The space between them, and lack of clothing, also showed a set of long claw scars down his left side and stomach, though they did also draw the eye toward his rising interest.
His own gaze followed the trail of Eros' hand down to that slit, watching with continued adoration and intrigue.
Well, now. Two. A surprise, but far from an unpleasant one.
Argenti leaned forward slightly where he sat, to press into the palm at his chest. "As I love you, my snowdrop. And you look lovely in red."
One hand skimmed along Eros' hip then inward, along the line where thigh met groin. He stopped just short of the latter, though, making sure to meet his partner's gaze.
"Are they both alright to touch?"
[i wanted to drabble out the scene mentioned in part 4 of argenti's character story, that i headcanoned as the 'former hero' beast being his then-lover Lorenzo
so uh
here.]
It couldn't be him.
It could be no one else.
Bronze skin was overcome by scales with an oil slick's sheen, tall build elongated as if by force, broad chest bowed out to almost skim the ground in contrast to the stomach's sharp inward curve, and statuesque jaw pulled to a lupine length unable to contain so many new fangs.
Yet he knew that mane of hair, lank though it had become.
— teal curtain dipped to mingle with red waves, his hands braiding silken locks, combing them, passionately curling in them —
He knew the rose pendant still swinging from a now too-long neck.
— "To know I think of you, my starbloom, even when our paths diverge." A tender sunrise kiss...
"They haven't diverged yet, amore mio. At least until I give you these." Seeds that would yield breathtaking peach-hued roses, like the softer sunlight in amber eyes —
An unsettling, hissing shriek cut through Argenti's memory. As he met those wild burning eyes and saw no recognition in them, he swallowed hard, set his jaw, and readied his lance.
"In The Beauty's name, I will not let you harm anyone. ...You wouldn't want me to," he added, so quiet only he could hear.
The blessed blade of his lance proved effective, after some difficulty. Taking note of where the scales flared out or changed direction helped. Each wound poured flaming, seething blood that set alight anywhere it fell. Yet he couldn't stop seeing Lorenzo in his mind's eye.
Another sharp inhuman cry.
— laughter so rich and full, a deep jewel catching the light —
Flashes of fangs and claws.
— lance and sword flowing in tandem, covering each other's openings so both came away unscathed —
Those very claws then raking over his unarmored side.
— splayed palm sliding over his chest, over stomach, down further with a tenderness that might pry him apart but oh so sweetly —
Argenti tumbled over the scorched grass in a few rolls, groaning with a cough as he came to a halt on his front. Tears that had threatened to fall since this began now escaped, one catching at the corner of his mouth to mingle with the blood he spat out.
How had he not seen?
When last they'd met, there had been reassurances of doubts, but...
Surely doubts could not warp into this, so quick and so complete.
Had he failed Lorenzo?
Had his starbloom thought of Idrila, of him, at the last?
What had he missed?
If someone as strong and as faithed as Lorenzo could become this...
< Peace. >
Argenti took a deep but trembling breath, grasping the haft of his lance. He leaned on the weapon for support, as he dragged his feet up under him to stand.
< You Know - > 'I know' < - What You Must Do. > 'what I must do. For him.' < For All. >
He readied his blade once more, focus set upon the weak point at Lorenzo's the beast's throat. Right above the silver rose, as if his love was guiding him.
"For the sake of the beauty we shared, and The Beauty across the stars, I will grant you a merciful death."
His lance struck true.
The beast's shrieking groan gurgled, then tapered out. Yet its gaze still caught the pendant, chain severed by the blow... and something changed. For one shining, horrible moment, those eyes were a familiar soft gold as they turned upon Argenti.
— "My dear friend."
The gold lost its luster.
Little fires around them were extinguished by the body's dead weight hitting the ground. The flaming wounds, too, sputtered and went dark.
Argenti, meanwhile, hurried to gather the beast's Lorenzo's head onto his lap. Tears fell fast and freely now, sobs guttering out past another throatful of blood. He cradled that transformed muzzle closer, muffling himself against lank teal hair as sobs rose to long, agonized wails.
There was nothing else he could have done.
A fact which only worsened the ache.
. 🥀 .
"I heard a story you might like on my travels, amore mio."
"I don't doubt you're right. What was it?"
"A world I visited, the people there venerated all kinds of what they called 'saints'. Figures in their history who performed remarkable acts of service to others."
"What an intriguing practice."
"Mm. There was one which had a remarkable painting - Saint Giorgios. When a monster threatened a city, he went out to meet it. But he spoke to it first, challenging it to a fair duel. That roused something in the beast; though Giorgios won, it thanked him with its dying breath. And beneath its scales was a knight's armor, its heart human. So Giorgios gave the beast a knight's burial, and mourned at its grave every time he visited. For that, he became a saint."
Tilting his head just a little against Eros' answering caress, Argenti let his lips brush the inside of one wrist in passing. Yet most of his focus remained on his beloved partner, red-flecked green watching Eros all the while.
He adored the purr, the lean, that trusting way the other's eyes closed - but he nonetheless waited for word.
Only after it came did Argenti's hands move again.
"As I want you."
One lingered at Eros' cheek, smoothing tenderly over it, while his other fingers trailed down his partner's front once more. The latter moved slow, allowing space for the belt's removal, before sliding around to the small of Eros' back. Argenti closed the gap for just a moment, just long enough to chase the lips that kissed his palm.
Both hands then set to work coaxing off the rest of Eros' clothes. Argenti's kiss remained similarly gentle, not seeking to overwhelm, a sort of comforting indulgence.
Once spread palms were dragging up over bared thighs, the softness reminding him of every lance callus he had, he broke from their long kisses. Long lashes still half-lowered, Argenti smiled as soon as their gazes met.
"I'd love your help with the rest of mine."
Every moment is soothing in its own right. To be laid beneath the touch of the man he loves – with Argenti's waiting and understanding hands. Patient as they caress him. As they explore him the moment that Eros has given permission for such a thing.
There is nobody in the entire cosmos that he trusts more than his beloved. And it seems that such a feeling is warranted.
“ Y'er always so sweet with me… ” his voice is a whisper as he watches.
As if he's entranced by every movement that the Knight makes. How easily he moves with the removal of his clothing. With the gentle guidance that brings their lips together. He tastes sweet, Eros thinks. Like the sort of thing you want to have again and again. Proven further as the vidyadhara is chasing his lips in turn.
There is a brief moment of the smaller pressing against him. As if embarrassed to be exposed despite his want. A quiet, nervous breath before his own lithe fingers are reaching to help and shed the remaining layers his knight has on. The sooner they're off – well, then he doesn't know how much longer he'll be able to hold himself back.
“ I – understand if m'body's a bit confusin' – if y'ain't been with someone like me b'fore. ” He mumbles, features reddening as his gaze meets with his darling's. His beloved Argenti… “ Not that I think y'er gonna find it weird – but s'different. ”
Argenti doubted he could be anything but gentle with Eros, when it was so deserved. Especially for their first time being this intimate together. There was indeed trust steeped into every moment, a trust he refused to mishandle even as he extended the same to Eros.
When his beloved pressed closer against him, Argenti thought nothing amiss at first - until what sounded like a faint nervous tremor in Eros' breath. While he helped where he could in the shedding of his own remaining clothes, he kept an eye on the other, not quite concerned but curious.
Only when Eros' body was mentioned did he let his gaze wander for longer and down further. Intrigue and anticipation cemented Argenti's curiosity.
Meeting his snowdrop's eyes once more, he assured, "It is different, but it's yours. Another facet of your unique beauty." He tucked a few pink locks behind Eros' tapered ear. "And while I may not have been with one like you before, I'm only more eager to learn."
UH BELATED CHRISTMAS + HAPPY NEW YEAR !!! as compensation have these two idiots going to get themselves a Christmas tree >:)
I was severely blindsided with up keeping 4 accounts so prepare for ART. That aside, this was a secret santa gift for an Argenthill secret santa over on twitter!
