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would die for the arcana// rp blog hmu if you wanna start something// 18+ only // side blog for theasparagusawakens rules: https://prettylilapprentice.tumblr.com/post/178312650203/rules apprentice https://prettylilapprentice.tumblr.com/post/178312811878/apprentice

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

Errol woke the next morning feeling both relaxed and thorougly sore. It felt good.

She was still curled into Amias’s side, which was lovely.

She was still wet, as well, which was less than lovely.

Brushing her lips against his jaw, her nails raking lightly over his heart, Errol whispered, “Ami?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias awoke with a small sound as his eyes fluttered open slowly. He was disoriented for waking from such a deep sleep but a soft smile grew on his face as the previous night came back to him.

“Hi there,” he said voice rough as he looked down at her and traced patterns on her shoulder.

[3rrol]

Honestly, she was surprised he was still there.

The absolute warmth in his voice was hugely comforting.

“Hi.” Errol propped herself up on her elbow, then leaned in to brush her lips against his. “How’d you sleep?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias’ fingers trailed over the top of her back before moving back to her shoulders. With his other hand he pushed some hair that had fallen in her face back.

“God brilliantly, especially with you in my arms,” he replied blinking the sleep out of his eyes slowly. “What about you, lovely?”

[3rrol]

“Very well, thanks.” Errol shivered at the soft touches, leaning in to hide her face against his neck. “You make a good bedmate. I wouldn’t mind keeping you around for a while.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias smiled wide as he looked over her. “Good thing I’m planning on staying in this city for a while,” he replied softly. “Getting to know you more is on the top of my list of things to do.”

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

Errol woke the next morning feeling both relaxed and thorougly sore. It felt good.

She was still curled into Amias’s side, which was lovely.

She was still wet, as well, which was less than lovely.

Brushing her lips against his jaw, her nails raking lightly over his heart, Errol whispered, “Ami?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias awoke with a small sound as his eyes fluttered open slowly. He was disoriented for waking from such a deep sleep but a soft smile grew on his face as the previous night came back to him.

“Hi there,” he said voice rough as he looked down at her and traced patterns on her shoulder.

[3rrol]

Honestly, she was surprised he was still there.

The absolute warmth in his voice was hugely comforting.

“Hi.” Errol propped herself up on her elbow, then leaned in to brush her lips against his. “How’d you sleep?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias’ fingers trailed over the top of her back before moving back to her shoulders. With his other hand he pushed some hair that had fallen in her face back.

“God brilliantly, especially with you in my arms,” he replied blinking the sleep out of his eyes slowly. “What about you, lovely?”

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

Errol woke the next morning feeling both relaxed and thorougly sore. It felt good.

She was still curled into Amias’s side, which was lovely.

She was still wet, as well, which was less than lovely.

Brushing her lips against his jaw, her nails raking lightly over his heart, Errol whispered, “Ami?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias awoke with a small sound as his eyes fluttered open slowly. He was disoriented for waking from such a deep sleep but a soft smile grew on his face as the previous night came back to him.

“Hi there,” he said voice rough as he looked down at her and traced patterns on her shoulder.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

The sound of her name in Amias’s fucked-out voice had Errol blushing wine-dark from the tips of her ears all the way down to her chest. She could get used to that, honestly.

When he settled and stilled on top of her, she soothingly stroked her hands down his sides, pressing an apologetic kiss to the bite mark she’d laid into his shoulder.

[prettylilapprentice]

“Don’t worry about that babe, you biting me was so damn hot,” he murmured, breathless, as his eyes shut lazily. “Plus, I’ll deserve the mark considering all the bruises I’ll have left on you.”

When Amias finally realised he was probably crushing her he pulled out and rolled to his side, pulling her into him. “You are so damn amazing,” he continued looking into her eyes.

[3rrol]

“True enough,” Errol agreed, pleasantly aching all over.

She couldn’t help but moan when he pulled out, willingly allowing him to pull her close. Smiling, she leaned in to brush her lips against his, purring, “You weren’t half bad yourself.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias looked down toward her lips before he looked back up to her eyes, his own half lidded. “I’m glad I impressed you, I’d hate to disappoint,” he replied in a low murmur before kissing her.

He broke away after a few moments and settled back in the pillows, keeping her close to his side.

[3rrol]

Errol gave a sleepy smile when Amias pulled her close, and she snuggled herself into him, tucking her face against his neck, her hand resting over his heart.

“Mm, I’m the exact opposite of disappointed.” She pressed a kiss to the underside of his jaw. Very softly, she asked, “Stay the night?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias lazily let his hand run down her back. “Brilliant,” He replied softly as he kept his eyes shut. He liked the feeling of her body tucked against his and wanted to keep her there.

“Of course baby if that’s what you want,” he continued softly and sleepily, lifting his jaw slightly.

[3rrol]

Errol gave a pleasant shiver at the touch. Softly, her voice addled by sleep, she said, “There’s nothing I want more.”

[prettylilapprentice]

He kissed her temple softly before pulling her almost on top of him and wrapping his arms around her. Amias knew how lucky he was for his bight to have turned out like this and damn was he pleased.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

The sound of her name in Amias’s fucked-out voice had Errol blushing wine-dark from the tips of her ears all the way down to her chest. She could get used to that, honestly.

When he settled and stilled on top of her, she soothingly stroked her hands down his sides, pressing an apologetic kiss to the bite mark she’d laid into his shoulder.

[prettylilapprentice]

“Don’t worry about that babe, you biting me was so damn hot,” he murmured, breathless, as his eyes shut lazily. “Plus, I’ll deserve the mark considering all the bruises I’ll have left on you.”

When Amias finally realised he was probably crushing her he pulled out and rolled to his side, pulling her into him. “You are so damn amazing,” he continued looking into her eyes.

[3rrol]

“True enough,” Errol agreed, pleasantly aching all over.

She couldn’t help but moan when he pulled out, willingly allowing him to pull her close. Smiling, she leaned in to brush her lips against his, purring, “You weren’t half bad yourself.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias looked down toward her lips before he looked back up to her eyes, his own half lidded. “I’m glad I impressed you, I’d hate to disappoint,” he replied in a low murmur before kissing her.

He broke away after a few moments and settled back in the pillows, keeping her close to his side.

[3rrol]

Errol gave a sleepy smile when Amias pulled her close, and she snuggled herself into him, tucking her face against his neck, her hand resting over his heart.

“Mm, I’m the exact opposite of disappointed.” She pressed a kiss to the underside of his jaw. Very softly, she asked, “Stay the night?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias lazily let his hand run down her back. “Brilliant,” He replied softly as he kept his eyes shut. He liked the feeling of her body tucked against his and wanted to keep her there.

“Of course baby if that’s what you want,” he continued softly and sleepily, lifting his jaw slightly.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

The sound of her name in Amias’s fucked-out voice had Errol blushing wine-dark from the tips of her ears all the way down to her chest. She could get used to that, honestly.

When he settled and stilled on top of her, she soothingly stroked her hands down his sides, pressing an apologetic kiss to the bite mark she’d laid into his shoulder.

[prettylilapprentice]

“Don’t worry about that babe, you biting me was so damn hot,” he murmured, breathless, as his eyes shut lazily. “Plus, I’ll deserve the mark considering all the bruises I’ll have left on you.”

When Amias finally realised he was probably crushing her he pulled out and rolled to his side, pulling her into him. “You are so damn amazing,” he continued looking into her eyes.

[3rrol]

“True enough,” Errol agreed, pleasantly aching all over.

She couldn’t help but moan when he pulled out, willingly allowing him to pull her close. Smiling, she leaned in to brush her lips against his, purring, “You weren’t half bad yourself.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias looked down toward her lips before he looked back up to her eyes, his own half lidded. “I’m glad I impressed you, I’d hate to disappoint,” he replied in a low murmur before kissing her.

He broke away after a few moments and settled back in the pillows, keeping her close to his side.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

The sound of her name in Amias’s fucked-out voice had Errol blushing wine-dark from the tips of her ears all the way down to her chest. She could get used to that, honestly.

When he settled and stilled on top of her, she soothingly stroked her hands down his sides, pressing an apologetic kiss to the bite mark she’d laid into his shoulder.

[prettylilapprentice]

“Don’t worry about that babe, you biting me was so damn hot,” he murmured, breathless, as his eyes shut lazily. “Plus, I’ll deserve the mark considering all the bruises I’ll have left on you.”

When Amias finally realised he was probably crushing her he pulled out and rolled to his side, pulling her into him. “You are so damn amazing,” he continued looking into her eyes.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

Amias’s laughter had Errol smiling to herself, tightening her arms around his shouldersand her legs around his waist. She never wanted to let him go.

Very softly, nearly lost in the filthy sounds of their bodies coming together, she asked, “Is this something other than lust, Amias?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias paused in his kisses and looked to her. He met her eyes and held her gaze. “Yes,” he said softly. “This started as lust but I don’t think we’ll finish there,” he continued before kissing her again and thrusting hard into her.

[3rrol]

Errol shivered hard at the admission, kissing back for a moment before pulling back again, holding his eyes. “I hope we don’t,” she agreed, her nails lightly scratching at his scalp. She swallowed a moan when he landed a thrust squarely against her sweet spot. “I think I’d like to keep you around, even if only for a while.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias kissed her hard again, drowning out her moans. “ I’m glad, you don’t know how much I’d like to stick around,” he replied softly between kisses. His hand had a tight grip in her hair as he thrust into her again, feeling himself build up to the end and wanting to move faster.

[3rrol]

“Oh, good…” It came on a breathy sigh, and Errol let her head fall back against the pillows. She was getting close, rolling her hips against his and desperately struggling for breath. Nipping at his earlobe, she breathed, “Harder.” Her nails dug into his scalp, and she arched her back to press herself tighter against him. “I’m gonna cum.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias used his free hand to grab onto her waist, pulling her up to him as she arched her back. He was so damn close to cumming as well as he slammed into her, not caring how hard he was going in the moment. “Come on babygirl cum for me,” he replied breathless and husky.

[3rrol]

It felt too good for Errol not to give Amias what he wanted.

Hiding her face against his neck, she bit down on his shoulder as she came, whimpering into his skin as she shivered apart beneath him.

[prettylilapprentice]

It only took a few moments after Errol came for him to. The feeling of her around him and biting him was so intense and he loved every moment of it. Her name was on his lips as he came and after he found himself staying like that, more of his weight resting on her.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

Amias’s laughter had Errol smiling to herself, tightening her arms around his shouldersand her legs around his waist. She never wanted to let him go.

Very softly, nearly lost in the filthy sounds of their bodies coming together, she asked, “Is this something other than lust, Amias?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias paused in his kisses and looked to her. He met her eyes and held her gaze. “Yes,” he said softly. “This started as lust but I don’t think we’ll finish there,” he continued before kissing her again and thrusting hard into her.

[3rrol]

Errol shivered hard at the admission, kissing back for a moment before pulling back again, holding his eyes. “I hope we don’t,” she agreed, her nails lightly scratching at his scalp. She swallowed a moan when he landed a thrust squarely against her sweet spot. “I think I’d like to keep you around, even if only for a while.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias kissed her hard again, drowning out her moans. “ I’m glad, you don’t know how much I’d like to stick around,” he replied softly between kisses. His hand had a tight grip in her hair as he thrust into her again, feeling himself build up to the end and wanting to move faster.

[3rrol]

“Oh, good…” It came on a breathy sigh, and Errol let her head fall back against the pillows. She was getting close, rolling her hips against his and desperately struggling for breath. Nipping at his earlobe, she breathed, “Harder.” Her nails dug into his scalp, and she arched her back to press herself tighter against him. “I’m gonna cum.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias used his free hand to grab onto her waist, pulling her up to him as she arched her back. He was so damn close to cumming as well as he slammed into her, not caring how hard he was going in the moment. “Come on babygirl cum for me,” he replied breathless and husky.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

Amias’s laughter had Errol smiling to herself, tightening her arms around his shouldersand her legs around his waist. She never wanted to let him go.

Very softly, nearly lost in the filthy sounds of their bodies coming together, she asked, “Is this something other than lust, Amias?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias paused in his kisses and looked to her. He met her eyes and held her gaze. “Yes,” he said softly. “This started as lust but I don’t think we’ll finish there,” he continued before kissing her again and thrusting hard into her.

[3rrol]

Errol shivered hard at the admission, kissing back for a moment before pulling back again, holding his eyes. “I hope we don’t,” she agreed, her nails lightly scratching at his scalp. She swallowed a moan when he landed a thrust squarely against her sweet spot. “I think I’d like to keep you around, even if only for a while.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias kissed her hard again, drowning out her moans. “ I’m glad, you don’t know how much I’d like to stick around,” he replied softly between kisses. His hand had a tight grip in her hair as he thrust into her again, feeling himself build up to the end and wanting to move faster.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

Amias’s laughter had Errol smiling to herself, tightening her arms around his shouldersand her legs around his waist. She never wanted to let him go.

Very softly, nearly lost in the filthy sounds of their bodies coming together, she asked, “Is this something other than lust, Amias?”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias paused in his kisses and looked to her. He met her eyes and held her gaze. “Yes,” he said softly. “This started as lust but I don’t think we’ll finish there,” he continued before kissing her again and thrusting hard into her.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

“Yes.” Errol barely recognized her own voice. Had she ever sounded this desperate before? She blamed the steady thrusts against her sweet spot, hooking one thigh around Amias’s hip to pull him in deeper. “Yes.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias thrust into her quicker at the sound of her voice. Kissing down her neck muffled his low groans as she pushed him deeper. He kept squeezing her breasts with a hand. The desperation in her voice kept him moving hard never wanting this to end.

[3rrol]

“Wait, wait–” Gently, Errol grabbed Amias’s shoulders, pushing away just enough that his chest no longer touched hers. “Slow down.”

Her voice was impossibly soft, nearly lost in how breathless she was.

“Not yet.” Doing her best to still her hips, Errol said, meeting Amias’s eyes, “I don’t wanna cum yet.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias stopped with a slight frown, confused at first before she continued speaking. He continued then, slower and fighting the impulse inside him that wanted to move hard and fast.

“Ok baby, I’ll go slow, work you up till can’t hold it back and you cum,” he replied voice soft as he looked at her with a smile. “Can’t wait to see your face then, feel you cumming around me.”

[3rrol]

Errol trailed her fingertips along the nape of Amias’s neck, down around the sides of his neck, brushing one thumb over his lips.

Gods above, how was she already this smitten?

She couldn’t think of anything to say, instead curling her arms around his shoulders and hiding her face against his neck.

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias turned his head so that he was able to kiss her neck as he continued to thrust into her. The hand by her head found it’s way into her as he braced himself so he wouldn’t squash her.

Everything about this felt right from the growing knot tightening on him to the way she kept him pulled close.

[3rrol]

The soft kisses along her neck had Errol shivering, choking on a whimper when Amias pressed deep into her.

“Do you get a lotta practice at this, Ami?” Though she was thoroughly breathless, it was impossible to keep the teasing edge out of her voice. She softly admitted, “Can’t remember the last time it felt this good.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias laughed softly into his kisses. “Fucking? Yes. Love or anything other than lust? No. Baby everything with you feels good,” he replied, voice husky as he kissed up her neck.

Truth be told people usually his tendencies to spend so much time travelling put off a lot of people but he didn’t want to put off her.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

“Yes.” Errol barely recognized her own voice. Had she ever sounded this desperate before? She blamed the steady thrusts against her sweet spot, hooking one thigh around Amias’s hip to pull him in deeper. “Yes.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias thrust into her quicker at the sound of her voice. Kissing down her neck muffled his low groans as she pushed him deeper. He kept squeezing her breasts with a hand. The desperation in her voice kept him moving hard never wanting this to end.

[3rrol]

“Wait, wait–” Gently, Errol grabbed Amias’s shoulders, pushing away just enough that his chest no longer touched hers. “Slow down.”

Her voice was impossibly soft, nearly lost in how breathless she was.

“Not yet.” Doing her best to still her hips, Errol said, meeting Amias’s eyes, “I don’t wanna cum yet.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias stopped with a slight frown, confused at first before she continued speaking. He continued then, slower and fighting the impulse inside him that wanted to move hard and fast.

“Ok baby, I’ll go slow, work you up till can’t hold it back and you cum,” he replied voice soft as he looked at her with a smile. “Can’t wait to see your face then, feel you cumming around me.”

[3rrol]

Errol trailed her fingertips along the nape of Amias’s neck, down around the sides of his neck, brushing one thumb over his lips.

Gods above, how was she already this smitten?

She couldn’t think of anything to say, instead curling her arms around his shoulders and hiding her face against his neck.

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias turned his head so that he was able to kiss her neck as he continued to thrust into her. The hand by her head found it’s way into her as he braced himself so he wouldn’t squash her.

Everything about this felt right from the growing knot tightening on him to the way she kept him pulled close.

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

“Yes.” Errol barely recognized her own voice. Had she ever sounded this desperate before? She blamed the steady thrusts against her sweet spot, hooking one thigh around Amias’s hip to pull him in deeper. “Yes.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias thrust into her quicker at the sound of her voice. Kissing down her neck muffled his low groans as she pushed him deeper. He kept squeezing her breasts with a hand. The desperation in her voice kept him moving hard never wanting this to end.

[3rrol]

“Wait, wait–” Gently, Errol grabbed Amias’s shoulders, pushing away just enough that his chest no longer touched hers. “Slow down.”

Her voice was impossibly soft, nearly lost in how breathless she was.

“Not yet.” Doing her best to still her hips, Errol said, meeting Amias’s eyes, “I don’t wanna cum yet.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias stopped with a slight frown, confused at first before she continued speaking. He continued then, slower and fighting the impulse inside him that wanted to move hard and fast.

“Ok baby, I’ll go slow, work you up till can’t hold it back and you cum,” he replied voice soft as he looked at her with a smile. “Can’t wait to see your face then, feel you cumming around me.”

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

“Yes.” Errol barely recognized her own voice. Had she ever sounded this desperate before? She blamed the steady thrusts against her sweet spot, hooking one thigh around Amias’s hip to pull him in deeper. “Yes.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias thrust into her quicker at the sound of her voice. Kissing down her neck muffled his low groans as she pushed him deeper. He kept squeezing her breasts with a hand. The desperation in her voice kept him moving hard never wanting this to end.

[muthary]

u ever see a boy so pretty you die

amias belongs to @prettylilapprentice

[prettylilapprentice]

@muthary this is absolutely gorgeous!! Thanks so much! Don’t worry this is exactly how I imagine him

[prettylilapprentice]

starter for @3rrol

Amias was almost certain he was cursed with the frequency he found himself lost in the dark in new places. He could navigate himself blindfolded usually but these maze like streets of Vesuvia were certainly starting to piss him off. It was the dead of night and he found himself praying to which ever god was listening that he could conjure a flame or some form of light as to which he could see.

He pulled his scarves around his head tighter as he turned a corner, cursing himself when he didn’t see the river that he was certain would help him get back to where he needed to be. He was so distracted in looking for some marker to tell him where exactly he was he missed the small woman in front of him and barreled right into her.

[3rrol]

Taking a steadying breath, Errol met his eyes. “Please, Ami.” She brushed her lips against his, her fingers tightening in his hair as she hiked one thigh up around his waist, trapping his hand between their bodies. “Amias…” She kissed him long and deep, so that there could be no doubt that this was what she wanted. “Please.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias pulled his hand out from between them as he kissed back hard. He let it cup over her breast, squeezing slightly. “That’s my girl,” he murmured softly before positioning himself and thrusting slowly into her.

He continued their kiss as he slowly slid it, wanting to take his time this time.

[3rrol]

“Your girl, huh?” Errol hissed when Amias slid his cock into her, her voice lost as she tossed her head back against the pillows. She felt so deliciously full, so incredibly wet and warm. She shivered, curling her arms around his neck. “I like the sound of that.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias kissed along her jaw as he slowly thrust into her, dragging everything out. “Good, I like saying it,” he replied between kisses. This felt so damn good and it was all because of her. Everything about this just felt right, fated.

[3rrol]

“Yeah?” Errol sighed at Amiss soft kisses, pressing her fingertips into the skin of his back. “Doesn’t seem fair for me to be your girl just for one night…”

It was asking a lot, she knew.

She didn’t take it back.

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias pulled almost fully out before moving back into her, angling in the way that had driven her crazy before. He kept his thrusts slow but hard and kissed her as he did.

He paused in his kissing along her jaw as she spoke and considered her words. “You can be my girl for as long as you’ll let me, I feel like I’ve known you years already,” He replied meaning every word.

[3rrol]

He had fantastic aim, Errol thought, clinging tighter and doing her best not to take control for herself. It went against her basic instinct to let him have control over her like this, but she found, oddly, that she trusted him.

Nipping at his earlobe, she softly admitted, “I’d really like that.” She nuzzled at his jaw to get him to pull back enough that their eyes could meet. “I really wanna be your girl.” She brushed her lips against his. Even more softly, she said, “I wanna be yours.”

[prettylilapprentice]

Amias liked being pulled closer into her and he thrust harder, hitting that spot over and over again. This was so different to what he was used to but he found himself loving every bit of it.

He pulled his face away a bit so he could look into her beautiful eyes. “Perfect,” he replied kissing her back softly. “You’ll be mine and I will be yours, my girl.”