#HalsinTavWeek - Dry humping/Scent kink, creative collab with @mimoboo!
Day 1 of #HalsinTavWeek, and I present you this fic to accompany @mimorugk/@mimoboo's beautiful art of the boys, Halsin & Leon!
Day 1 prompts:
Dry humping / Scent kink
Summary:
Leondorr decides to cook dinner for himself and his camp companion, former Archdruid Halsin Silverbough. Unfortunately for Halsin, Leon managed to find some... rather special ingredients for dinner. The two friends help one another out to get relief from the rather uncomfortable side effects.
Tags include:
NSFW, dry humping, scent kink
Read the snippet (🔞) below the fold!
A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed
Leon’s skin was on fire; his every nerve-ending felt like it was sparking with electricity. He looked at Halsin, concern etched on his face. “Halsin… Halsin, what’s happening? I feel…” Leon buckled over where he stood by the camp fire as a sudden bolt of arousal shot through his core.
Halsin rushed to Leon’s side, scanning over him. “Leon, what are you feeling? Tell me and I can try to help yo…” Halsin felt it then. He shivered as his blood descended to his groin and he groaned aloud despite himself. His cock hardened and strained against his pants. “Oh, no…”
Leon, still buckled over, looked at Halsin. “What is it? What’s happening?”
“Leondorr… when you prepared our meal this evening, what ingredients did you use? Were any of them mushrooms, by chance?” Halsin bit back a groan as his cock throbbed. “Mushrooms with a blue colouring?”
As Leon’s core set ablaze, he knelt on one knee to the ground and felt the wetness beginning to spread between his thighs. “Yes… Yes, I added mushrooms like that. Why? What’s…” Leon tried to fight back a moan.
“Those were aphrodisiac mushrooms, Leondorr. They are quite rare, but you somehow managed to fi… Ngggh… to find them.” Halsin reached out to put his hand on Leon’s forehead.
As soon as Halsin’s hand touched his skin, Leon let out a moan. The cool touch of the Archdruid’s skin on his face threatened to make him come undone right where he kneeled on the ground by the campfire.
This fic was written in collaboration with @mimorugk, a dear friend and fellow Halsinner. Please leave a kudo and/or comment if you enjoy my work, and please click here (Tumblr) or here (Twitter) to see the amazing art Mimo created!
(Smutty) creative collab with @mimorugk for #HalsinTavWeek 🔞😏
Absolutely THRILLED to announce that I've been working with @mimorugk (/ @mimoboo) on a fic that's really special to me. It's about Halsin & Mimoru's durge Leondorr - a ship I call Haleon. 🐻💕😈
We're planning to publish the full work for #HalsinTavWeek starting 26 May! 😁
I've included a snippet below the fold for everyone to get a taste of what's to come. This one is spicy though, so 🔞! Haleon do the mating press 😏
Pic below of Haleon in game taken by Mimo! Thank you, friend!
The Mating Press
“Are you alright, my heart? Can you take more?” Halsin asked. Feeling Leon’s cunt wrap around his cock, Halsin slowed his movements, not wanting to push Leon too hard before he’s ready. But Halsin fought to contain the urge to thrust hard and fast. Just then, Halsin felt Leon’s tail pull him forward, pulling him deeper into Leon’s cunt.
“Yes,” Leon hissed. “More… I can… take more,” Leon panted, pulling on Halsin’s waist urgently with his tail.
“As you wish, my heart,” Halsin said, thrusting deeply as he pressed his weight further onto Leon’s spread legs.
Previous caption:
Rev is a spore Druid/urchin wood elf (my favorite kind of Druid) they have horns due to spending the last years of their life living in isolation away from civilization, adopting the likeness of goats and cervines in the heart of the forested mountains. Such is their love for these animals they decided to keep the horns and the singularly colored eyes (also, they miss the weight on their head when not wearing them) Decided to make them a genderless beast because, hear me out, a shapeshifter being connected to nature n’ living away from human costumes studying fungal behavior. What would a being like that need a damn gender for? Nothing, the answer is nothing.
Here is my art Instagram, I´m far more active there.
And do NOT use/repost my work without consent or credit, dammit.
Thinking about Halsin coping with the stress of the city through sex with Tav, trying to soothe his ravaged nerves by burying his nose into their neck until their scent drives out the unwelcome reminders of death in the streets, of unwashed bodies and pollution toxins in the air. Thinking about him seeking comfort in their warmth, of wanting them clasped around his arousal until he and they are mindlessly driving each through another orgasm, his hands splintering and cracking the edges of the wooden table holding Tav's weight because nothing of this artificial world can withstand his strength. How the patches of greenery and trees make his longing worse because it reminds him of the world he wants to share with Tav, to hold them close so they can hear the birdsong that's not here in this crowded hell and feel the moonlight he would have summoned to bathe them both in at night. Halsin holding Tav a bit more tightly, a bit longer than they usually would have, deciding that one more dive, one more taste of his dazed lover's body will give him the peace he needs to endure another day until their mission is done. And all the while, Tav is unaware of the comfort he's taking into their presence, seeing them as an unspoken dream he has no right to ask for, his selfish need for them manifesting as desperate passion each night.
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