Peerless Paramours

A medieval Fantasy Gay Smut RP blog (Sideblog for Pxnkrps)

[jenvier]

raza jaffrey in the serpent queen (2022)

tw: religious dress, alcohol, nudity, violence, guns, dead body

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[peerlessparamours]

Reverse Starter Call

Like this and I'll go through your opens

[ragtagrunaways]

It wasn't hard for Ajay to lean in to those fingers stroking along his neck. Shiver's running through him, something about allowing the other access to somewhere so... Vulnerable. A blade, a boot, a firm enough grasp, so many ways to end him from that spot alone, yet he'd willingly offered it. "They helped me put pieces together I did not recognize that I had. Helped... Helped me see that I could belong, even if I had to take my time away more often than most." Airyn and Nicholas were probably the only ones that rivaled his own time from the group. His words were spoken in to Airyn's skin, and offered a slow nod at that last comment. Fingers finally tucking beneath the other's shirt. Resting against bare skin. "I doubt any of them would be very successful hunters with their noise. Nicholas, maybe, but his prey is rather different than ours. But you. I feel the quiet from you, but not in a way that feels like it conumes."

[peerlessparamours]

Airyn smiled warmly as Ajay leaned into his fingers. Something of pride and approval mixing together. "You belong, Ajay. Everyone can belong you just happen to have far more places you can belong than you might imagine." His voice never reached even his full speaking voice.

He laughed softly, leaning into their connection as he spoke. The hand at his skin made his eyes flutter shut.

"Perhaps...it could consume...just differently..." He whispered, placing a soft kiss at where his neck met his ear. "If you would like that."

[peerlessparamours]

40 (for Ezra, any of my guys)

(spicy gif)

Ezra grunted, one hand keeping a bruising grip on Fawkes' hip as his other jerked himself to completion, spraying against the fucked out hole. "Fuck!" He grunted, rubbing the sensitive head around the rim a few times with a shudder before shoving it back in to finish off cumming. "Fuck you're one hell of a lay...one of my best for sure."

[men-of-paradise]

“Who says Lord Kenbrock needs to know of such a thing? There are still plenty of days left on our voyage,” the pirate captain murmured as he continued to massage and rub at Eden’s tight shoulders. There was something far more satisfying in granting the other man a sense of relief, comfort, and pleasure, that Everett had completely forgotten the fact that he was still dressed in the nude. In fact, he found himself far more interested in doing all the things Eden desired now that he was away from his overbearing lord.

Everett chuckled at the idea of any member of his crew reporting back to a frumpy, pompous lord. No matter how much power or influence he could have, pirates answered to no one but their captain. “I wouldn’t worry about Lord Kenbrock’s influence on my crew, even if they paid them a fortune. I picked my men myself; to betray their loyalty to me would be a death sentence for them,” he said matter-of-factly, like a simple statement that was an inherent truth.

The captain hummed as his hands slid down to Eden’s biceps and chest, gently rubbing and massaging at the other’s smooth, pale skin. Feeling a bit daring, the captain let his fingers brush lightly over Eden’s nipples. “Oh, I’m handsome now, am I? You flatter me. If I didn’t know any better, I would wish to keep you on my vessel with me forever, so I could continue to pamper and pleasure you as you deserve,” he whispered softly. Everett leaned in close, letting his soft breath ghost along the younger man’s shoulder blades.

“I believe the gods placed a beautiful angel on my ship. It would be a disgrace if I did not properly worship and serve him, as he deserves.”

[peerlessparamours]

"I know you are right but...he has a way of finding out when I've not followed his decrees." He shrugged. The feeling of those hands massaging his shoulders, forcing tension out of his body so deftly, Eden let out a soft moan when one particular knot was rubbed out.

Eden was determined to believe in Carlton's ability to weasel his influence into anything but the way the captain spoke, the unwavering trust in his men to not bend to even his family fortune was assuring. Sure, they were pirates, the only people Carlton could think to send him off with across the sea, but even these 'pirates' had more of a spine than the pretender lord.

The hands now at his chest, his nipples, Eden was melting into the man behind him, eyes fluttering closed. "I am not the first to tell you as much, I'm sure." He attempted in recovery. The breath at his shoulder blades brought out a shivering hum.

"If that is your belief...who...who am I to stand in the way of divine providence?" An invitation, as much of one as his propriety could allow.

[ranodo-mobile-3]

"The only way I have fallen is for you..." As Percy leaned back against him, Elias leaned down to kiss his cheek. "Well isn't that the point? You're meeting your future queen. You have a reputation for being a formidable warrior that might be a bit frightening. She'll feel safer if you're uncomfortable, and quite... Immobile..." As he said that last word his two hands squeezed and pushed on the sides of the corset to make it almost tighter.

[peerlessparamours]

The kiss was received well even if it came with an eyeroll to the words that prefaced it. "I don't want her to be my queen. She is plain of face and of spirit. I once danced with her at a ball and she mentioned the weather thrice in one song."

Percival's eyes narrowed as he turned to look up into those eyes. "I'm starting to worry you like me 'immobile' more than you imagine my betrothed to like it."

[dungeonsndudes]

eoghan was paying attention, he really was, but as solin explained how his enchantment worked it was as if the man started speaking in another language altogether. especially once he mentioned the idea that they were in a completely different dimension. "does turning the dial to another color also affect how we are dressed?" he questioned with genuine curiosity as his eyes dropped, again, to look the enchanter over. "not that i am complaining, you look incredible-- you always do-- i just feel a bit underdressed at the moment," he teased with an easy, warm smile. "i do not think i will ever understand how you do, well, any of this but you really are the best enchanter i know solin. truly. no one can do what you do; or look as good as you do when you do, uh, it."

moving further into the room, half distracted as he kept looking at the space around him and how different it was from the shop-- and how much more comfortable, and intimate, it felt-- rather than moving to take a seat for himself he dropped down and settled on his knees before solin; big blue eyes looking at him expectantly as the enchanter talked more about what he could do for him. "then hopefully you will not mind telling me how i can convince you because that sounds incredible solin, especially if you make it smell the way you like. i like your taste," he admitted with a nod of his head, that soft and warm smile never leaving his lips. "i will only take the shield runes if you let me pay extra for them this time. you always do so much for me, i want to make it up to you somehow solin. even if it means owing you a favor, or a task, or something other than coin..."

[peerlessparamours]

The question brought genuine pause to Solin as his head quirked. "I like how you think, my boy." He then rolled his tongue along the inside of his cheek and held out his hands, multicolor ringed sigils forming in his palm as he muttered a few incantations and whipped his wrist at the dial. "Now...now it will..." He smiled. "Perhaps I should keep you around for future developmental meetings." He laughed. The compliment did not skid by unnoticed and Solin nodded. "Thank you, young man."

Without giving it a second of thought when Eoghan knelt in front of him Solin brought a hand to the side of his face, fingers lightly tracing at his hairline. "My taste? You've yet to sample it, Eoghan." he winked. Then with that tease in mind and Eoghan essentially serving himself up on a silver platter Solin decided it'd be worth a try. "I know of a favor more valuable than coin if you'd like. I shan't feel any differently about my gifts to you if you refuse but I will make the suggestion...I have often brought myself to pleasurable completion at the thought of you...Your handsome face...your sizable frame...that mouth..." He shuddered, cock pulsing mostly hard and now peeking out at the bottom of the robe that barely covered down to his thighs.

[divineandmundane]

Percival was so tiny compared to the massive knight, Ser Clayton towering over him, the prince barely tall enough to lay his head on those thick pillowy pecs. Many had claimed that Clayton must be half giant, but standing here with the prince in his arms, he felt like a giant pressed against him. His hand held Percival’s waist, his thumb gently rubbing along the swollen tit that peeked above the corset. “I…. I would hold you in my arms…. Pamper you as a prince deserves, you would never need walk anywhere, for I would carry you wherever you desire, keep you lounged in bed and attended to, have your every whim satisfied, I would be yours to command, my life to serve you….”

[peerlessparamours]

Percy felt nearly freezing in the almost non-existent excuse for a piece of clothing. The thumb that continued to tease at his hastily hardening nipple brought out a low groan. "That all sounds so lovely, Ser Clayton." He muttered, eyes closing as he relaxed into the mass of man behind him. A slow smile crept onto his face. "What kind of attending would be happening in bed, Ser?" He hummed, feeling heat build up in his chest and trickle to his core. "What kind of attending and whims do you oft imagine me requesting service of?"

[divineandmundane]

The king chuckled, watching eden come so undone just from his fingers, gently milking out his orgasm, slowly pulling his fingers free once the orgasm had finally subsided, licking his juices off from his fingers. “Delicious as always Eden…. You always keep such delectable treats for me….” He smirked, swen picking eden up as if he weighed nothing, spreading those legs as he licked slow strips of the drips along his thighs

[peerlessparamours]

Eden felt his cunt spasm again as the fingers were removed, wanting to keep them inside. But he watched intently as his King cleaned his juices from his fingers. "Always for you...my King." He nodded weakly only to whimper out a moan at being lifted and licked like he was covered in sweets. "Your Majesty...your tongue..." His legs tried to wrench closed but couldn't as he felt yet another orgasm building up. With a tongue bigger than Eden's hand alone it was...driving his cunt insane to say the least.

[ragtagrunaways]

Soft was rarely a word that Topher felt could be assigned to him. If he'd heard the other's assessment of his lips, he might've felt embarassed, but given the situation? He was far more invested in this cotnuing. Tongue happily playing alongside Percy's as they kissed, and he could feel it.

The soft mewl, the growing urgency, all reactions he planned to provoke time and again from the prince now that the dynamic between them had clearly shifted. His finger continued slowly teasing against the other's hole, his other hand further spreading the cheeks. Eventually he pulled himself away from Percy's mouth, to instead duck lower. Begin kissing and lapping at the other's throat. "Don't you dare hold back on my, Percy. Every noise. I want to hear everything. And that goes for any reactions too. My prince should not try and hold out when the pleasure grows too great."

[peerlessparamours]

Percy wanted to taste every nook of Topher's mouth, wanted to commit it to memory for when he'd be forced to simply touch himself in bed on lonelier nights.

There was a distinctly unbecoming sound of a prince that was akin to a whimper when Topher removed his mouth from his but then an even more unbecoming noise as the warlord's mouth attached to his neck. "Yes, sir...of course." He groaned, pushing back on that finger at his hole like it was the source of air and he was unable to breathe. "Every moment I am blessed by the gods to be anywhere near this close to you my pleasure grows..." He hummed, clawing at his shirt. "I do not like your shirt. I royally demand you are not to wear it any longer in this moment."

[ragtagrunaways]

While Samuel didn't particularly like the sound of some of Eden's words, he knew it was far from his place to comment. Instead, he offered a soft nod against the other's skin, before his attention continued undeterred. A shift of his head, to guide that open fabric a little further off the other as his nose dipped to the other's waist.

"Aye. Destruction in their wake, so little room for recovery... It's not something I'm keen to experience." Of course, the sentiment was soon set aside at the next comments from Eden. At first, he'd pictured actual creatures, but there was a shift in the context that had him changing his mind. A soft hum rolled free, rolling a little further now. Putting a bit more of his weight in to the other.

"I've had partners, yes. I'm not... I try to be gentle, but these hands are hardly the softest things." The hand on the other's thigh gave a soft squeeze, allowing the roughness to show through. "Would you... Is this you asking for company, Eden?"

[peerlessparamours]

Eden's thigh was soft, smooth, the feeling of scruff scratching against it as Samuel nodded pulled a small shiver down his spine. Without being able to think in the moment he let out a contented hum the more that head moved.

"Understandably." Eden muttered, having to look skyward to stop his mind's wandering. His legs in crisscross spread open even wider as Sam leaned more heavily onto his leg.

There was a quiet squeak of a noise when his thigh was squeezed and he blushed further. Then the glow was robbed in less than a second as he realized what he'd implied. "I...I would never impose, Sam." He muttered, shaking his head in a flustered manner. "As you say, you've had partners. I am not anywhere near experienced enough to...I would be quite bad at..." He took a short breath that was meant to be longer and more steadying. "I've brought a book of poems."

[smutbydaylight]

Geralt nodded his head, looking the other over slowly. "We'll leave as soon as you're ready. I'll just come with you." He wasn't going to let the young boy out of his sight. He didn't trust that the young man truly would meet up with him. He needed at least a bit of proof before offering up any trust.

[peerlessparamours]

"Oh...okay." He nodded, gesturing awkwardly toward the market. With a "Hup" he hopped over a puddle and stuck his hands into the pockets of his monastic uniform coat. "I've heard of Witchers, sir." He shrugged, not looking at him as he spoke. With his order's emblem out he picked up a few pieces of parchment and a bundle of charcoals, offering a small sum of coppers as thanks. "What is it you are hunting in the wood?" He asked, "I am ready now, it may be smartest to leave through the east exit this time of day. It is less crowded."

[ranodo-mobile-3]

Elias moved fast, suddenly standing right against the prince. Their bodies smashed together as he held his head in his hands and leaned down to kiss him deeply. "I wish to start by feeling these soft lips on my dangerous spear" he smiled and kissed again and again.

[peerlessparamours]

Percy could only gasp in surprise at the suddenness with which Elias had moved. The feeling of their bare skin, both hot with arousal, pressed against each other was everything Percy wanted in the cool of night. "Ah...a specialty of mine..." he hummed between kisses. "Most think that when one sings the praises of my smart tongue and skilled lips they speak of my tactics or my speech...others know where my true talent lies..." He licked at Elias's lips as a hand reached for his cock and started stroking it, slow swirling hand squeezing it.

[ranodo-mobile-3]

"Such naught accusing language. I'm gonna have to punish that" Brant smirked as he got exactly what he wanted. He pulled his fingers free of the wetness and slotted them between his lips to lick them clean. "Mmm... Just as tastey as I remember."

[peerlessparamours]

"I welcome it." he muttered, eyes narrowing on Brant only to gasp, eyes fluttering a bit when the fingers were removed. His eyes never left Brant's face though, especially as he saw him lick those fingers clean. "There is more to taste...at the source."

[ranodo-mobile-3]

Brad's mind raced, desperate to try to figure out it a way to make this better. "V... It's-" he shielded himself, fully expecting the book to come flying towards him. But it didn't, and he was quickly at Vesper's side.

"Vesper... I'm sorry I didn't say anything... I knew it would upset you too much... I was trying to find the best way..." All he could do at this point was try to give Vesper a comforting hug.

[peerlessparamours]

Vesper's hands felt like they were on fire having held that book. They flexed wide open in a pained tremor, his breath shuddering. The cold stone under the elegant rug felt almost calming but then Brad was right next to him trying to excuse this away.

"You...knew..." he got out between sobbing breaths. His reality was clattering to the ground all around him. He knew deep in his mind that being mad at Brad was stupid but still his balled up fists pounded against his chest. His head though was curled against Brad's shoulder, staining his shoulder with tears. "I...c-can't be here...my parents were...they were bad. I'm bad."

[ranodo-mobile-3]

"So... So many whore breasts... Like a ton... Big and small... Not picky about them... Cause I'm a blacksmith son... Can't be picky..." He doubled and trippled and quadrupled down on the dumbest lie. "Oh... Um... The... That doesn't buy like a private room?"

[peerlessparamours]

"Gods..." Ezra muttered under his breath into his glass. "Not the son of a successful blacksmith then, eh?" He teased. "There's only one private room on the ship, pretty and that's mine." He shrugged, kicking his feet up onto his desk. "I'm sure there's going to be a lot of fun below deck when you get down there." He winked.

[lovebvrns]

"Be quiet." Arlo was a man of very few words. He was usually the one to take care of the prisoners, get rid of them or put them in their place but this one had been different. Arlo had seen from a distance how his people had treated Kalenmir. It had been rough. "I'm escorting you back to the castle. You will make an arrangement for us, it will be a trade. You provide us something we can use, we'll return you."

[peerlessparamours]

When the keeper entered, the one who brought him his meals, he unfurled slightly, eyes darting to his hands and belt to know what he came with. "B-back to the castle?" he rasped, hope finally re-entering his body. "Yes...yes The King. The King will give you gold or something, anything."