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@rainaulthouse
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lokigodof:
rainaulthouse:
“In private,” she managed, pulse throbbing between her thighs. There were limits, and that was one of them. She would probably let him do anything he liked so long as they were in private, she thought. “Your mouth is amazing,” she whispered, fingers combing through his hair. “I can’t wait to see what else you can do.”
“Yessss!” he said softly. He reached to the side and the can of cream was placed in his hand by a nice gentleman who had suddenly felt compelled to do it.
Loki helped his new partner off his lap and up, and held her hand as they walked to a small, red-lit room. He had her corset and the cream in the other hand. He found a button to change the light to blue and sat on the edge of the bed, shaking the can. “Did I ask what I should call you? I tend to forget things when I latch on to a breast.”
She held her head high, pretending to a confidence she didn’t quite feel. When he perched, and she came to stand before him, they were of a height, and then he confessed to being distracted by her breasts and she laughed softly. “You didn’t, and it doesn’t matter.” She put her hands on either side of his face, turning it up so she could kiss his mouth.
aluraborealis:
rainaulthouse:
Slyly, Ashlin put a finger to Alura’s lips. “Elements is like Vegas,” he murmured, eyes sparkling with laughter. “If you want to know the stories, you have to become a regular.” One hand pulled his keys from his hip, unlocking the side door and letting them into the building. “Down that hall is the main room,” he said, pointing, “but I go this way at the moment.” ‘This way’ was a flight of narrow, dim stairs switchbacking halfway up.
Alura froze at his action, glancing down at the finger against her lips, surprised and a little flustered. Still, the moment was gone as quickly as it came and she soon found herself trailing behind the man.
“Vegas, huh? Guess that’s one incentive to come back often. Does that include the gambling and showgirls?” She laughed as they ascended the stairs, wondering where he might be taking them. She didn’t feel nervous, despite the somewhat sketchy context she found herself in. Alura was more than capable of defending herself if the need arose. Plus, Ashlin didn’t feel like a threat. He was incredibly intriguing, and it seemed the mystery would only deepen.
Ashlin glanced over his shoulder, eyes laughing still. “No, no. No gambling here. Not that way.” His gaze went inward for a moment. “Though you can bet your life here, and not even know.” He looked back at her, amber-green eyes darker. “But what happens here, stays here. Sebastien doesn’t take kindly to Elements business leaving the building.” He pushed the door open at the head of the stairs and held it for her. “My office is the third door. You’re welcome to explore, I just need to put these things away quickly.”
Baldr: 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
“Erm … I guess I’m a switch? I don’t feel very strongly about any of those identities … but then I’ve never really tried being dominant, or submissive. Loki, should we try those things?”
“I guess my ideal date would be … there’s a coastline, in Alfheimr, where the sands change colors with the light. My family has a house on one of the coves there, where nobody else can come. I would want to go there … ”
@lokigodof
lokigodof:
rainaulthouse:
lokigodof:
Loki’s not one to deny himself anything, so he lets go, melts into the feeling and becomes the feeling, eyes closed. One of the moans in his release is “Don’t take it out.” Beneath his waist everything is pulsing, sensitive.
“Forgot to warn you, baby, sorry,” he says when he starts to descend.
It’s startling, still. Baldr hates that he can’t stop himself pulling away, when Loki doesn’t. But he sighs, and wipes his face, smiling gently. “It’s fine,” he says, wings flexing when he shrugs.
“You don’t like it, elven angel…” He reaches to scratch Baldr’s head. He’s not too concerned, and his body’s still all warm and heavenly. But he has to say it.
He leans into that touch, making a soft sound when Loki scratches at the base of one cat ear. He doesn’t have an answer for Loki; it’s not that he doesn’t like it, but ... well, he wouldn’t even try to swallow for anyone other than Loki. Eyes half-lidded, he crawls up until he can lay beside Loki, wing draped casually over them both and tail curling up and down. “Love /you/,” he says instead.
"You're not a monster" (Kieran)
Kieran chuckled darkly, rubbing at his head. “Not everyone agrees with you, annwyl.”
“Oh, I’m very happy,” he murmured. Discarding the remainder of the rope to the floor, he laid down on the bed, stretched out, arms behind his head. “And now I expect you to please me.”
this-heavy-heart-this-old-mind:
rainaulthouse:
Yes. She nodded, yes. Anything to take her mind off herself. She sank back into the pillows, big eyes fixed on Bucky’s face. Maybe his story would explain why she trusted him so easily.
He offered his hand again. “I went to war in 1941. It was about time, Hitler went too far. I was captured by the enemy and experimented on. They brainwashed me, used an electrocompulsive machine to suppress my memories,” he put one hand on the side of his head to show where the machine had been, “and the rest of the time they kept me unconscious.”
It was getting dark outside, he was getting hungry. The memories were louder than his companion, and the sense of peace from leaving all that behind was mixing with the tension he wanted to chase away from the woman with him. What a strange, yet rewarding day.
She put her hand in his and listened, head tilting. These things he was talking about ... she knew them. Hitler, a war in that year ... that she knew. Poppies, and vast fields of crosses, or maybe that was another war. Terrible bombs, hideous camps. She looked up at him, and it almost seemed the pain and terror of his memories was reflected in her eyes as flames. She blinked, and a tear slid down her cheek, and then she was sobbing, silently still, but sobbing with his pain, holding his hand to her face.
Baldr: 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
“Erm … I guess I’m a switch? I don’t feel very strongly about any of those identities … but then I’ve never really tried being dominant, or submissive. Loki, should we try those things?”
“I guess my ideal date would be … there’s a coastline, in Alfheimr, where the sands change colors with the light. My family has a house on one of the coves there, where nobody else can come. I would want to go there … ”
@lokigodof
lokigodof:
rainaulthouse:
lokigodof:
Loki laughs and then it dissolves into sweet hm hmm sounds… until he feels the touch at his entrance, and the mood shifts. “Oh, oh, there…”
He’s leaking into Baldr’s mouth, moaning louder.
So, so gently, he wiggles his fingertip into Loki’s body. That’s all he’s doing, because even now he’s unsure, but he hopes it’s enough. His other hand wraps and caresses the base of Loki’s cock so he can attend more seriously to the head. He hums softly, focused on what he’s doing.
Loki’s not one to deny himself anything, so he lets go, melts into the feeling and becomes the feeling, eyes closed. One of the moans in his release is “Don’t take it out.” Beneath his waist everything is pulsing, sensitive.
“Forgot to warn you, baby, sorry,” he says when he starts to descend.
It’s startling, still. Baldr hates that he can’t stop himself pulling away, when Loki doesn’t. But he sighs, and wipes his face, smiling gently. “It’s fine,” he says, wings flexing when he shrugs.
Baldr: 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
“Erm … I guess I’m a switch? I don’t feel very strongly about any of those identities … but then I’ve never really tried being dominant, or submissive. Loki, should we try those things?”
“I guess my ideal date would be … there’s a coastline, in Alfheimr, where the sands change colors with the light. My family has a house on one of the coves there, where nobody else can come. I would want to go there … ”
@lokigodof
lokigodof:
rainaulthouse:
lokigodof:
Loki touches the tent of wings too, and watches his boyfriend as much as he can. He’s squirming more than pushing up; his stomach muscles move instead of his thighs and hips. Because he’s surrendered completely.
“Mmh what? I wanted to cum. Can you help?” He grins.
Baldr’s coyness disappears under an onslaught of giggles. It’s not possible to tease Loki like that for him; his lover never quite does what he expects and it’s wonderful. His head drops, and his hair shakes against Loki’s cock with his laughter before he gets back to what he was doing. One hand squirms under Loki’s bum to tease at the entrance there without really going in.
Loki laughs and then it dissolves into sweet hm hmm sounds… until he feels the touch at his entrance, and the mood shifts. “Oh, oh, there…”
He’s leaking into Baldr’s mouth, moaning louder.
So, so gently, he wiggles his fingertip into Loki’s body. That’s all he’s doing, because even now he’s unsure, but he hopes it’s enough. His other hand wraps and caresses the base of Loki’s cock so he can attend more seriously to the head. He hums softly, focused on what he’s doing.
Baldr: 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
“Erm … I guess I’m a switch? I don’t feel very strongly about any of those identities … but then I’ve never really tried being dominant, or submissive. Loki, should we try those things?”
“I guess my ideal date would be … there’s a coastline, in Alfheimr, where the sands change colors with the light. My family has a house on one of the coves there, where nobody else can come. I would want to go there … ”
@lokigodof
lokigodof:
rainaulthouse:
lokigodof:
Loki nods when he sees what’s happening to his finger. That’s exactly what he wants. And a winged Baldr laying him down is beyond his fantasies, so he’s half hard by the time his boyfriend’s face is between his legs. He reaches for the edge of a wing and for Baldr’s big curls. He spreads his thighs.
His wings sweep up and over them, closing them in a dim tent while he lowers his head to lick at Loki’s cock. It’s warm and heavy in his mouth, and Baldr teases him to full hardness. He listens for Loki’s moans and gasps, for the movement of Loki’s hands in his hair and on his wing, and lets that direct him until he can feel the tension stringing his lover’s body.
Then he lifts his head, sly mischief in his eyes and smirk. “What was it you wanted?”
Loki touches the tent of wings too, and watches his boyfriend as much as he can. He’s squirming more than pushing up; his stomach muscles move instead of his thighs and hips. Because he’s surrendered completely.
“Mmh what? I wanted to cum. Can you help?” He grins.
Baldr’s coyness disappears under an onslaught of giggles. It’s not possible to tease Loki like that for him; his lover never quite does what he expects and it’s wonderful. His head drops, and his hair shakes against Loki’s cock with his laughter before he gets back to what he was doing. One hand squirms under Loki’s bum to tease at the entrance there without really going in.
Baldr: 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
“Erm … I guess I’m a switch? I don’t feel very strongly about any of those identities … but then I’ve never really tried being dominant, or submissive. Loki, should we try those things?”
“I guess my ideal date would be … there’s a coastline, in Alfheimr, where the sands change colors with the light. My family has a house on one of the coves there, where nobody else can come. I would want to go there … ”
@lokigodof
lokigodof:
rainaulthouse:
lokigodof:
Loki starts to smile shyly with the first sentence, lips pressing together, eyes wandering from Baldr’s adoring face. But his wings and his silky voice are everywhere, and Loki’s cat ears are turned forward. His tail slips around them, under the wings.
There’s no shyness now, only dark, half-blinking eyes. Loki leans in just a little, pulled by something invisible. His words go the rest of the way: “Make me cum.”
Slowly, Baldr takes a finger into his mouth, sucking on it, nibbling gently at the pad. He curls his free hand behind Loki’s back, wings spreading wider, and slowly leans his lover against the pillows. Then he kisses his way down Loki’s body quickly until he gets to Loki’s cock.
Loki nods when he sees what’s happening to his finger. That’s exactly what he wants. And a winged Baldr laying him down is beyond his fantasies, so he’s half hard by the time his boyfriend’s face is between his legs. He reaches for the edge of a wing and for Baldr’s big curls. He spreads his thighs.
His wings sweep up and over them, closing them in a dim tent while he lowers his head to lick at Loki’s cock. It’s warm and heavy in his mouth, and Baldr teases him to full hardness. He listens for Loki’s moans and gasps, for the movement of Loki’s hands in his hair and on his wing, and lets that direct him until he can feel the tension stringing his lover’s body.
Then he lifts his head, sly mischief in his eyes and smirk. “What was it you wanted?”
Baldr: 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
“Erm … I guess I’m a switch? I don’t feel very strongly about any of those identities … but then I’ve never really tried being dominant, or submissive. Loki, should we try those things?”
“I guess my ideal date would be … there’s a coastline, in Alfheimr, where the sands change colors with the light. My family has a house on one of the coves there, where nobody else can come. I would want to go there … ”
@lokigodof
lokigodof:
rainaulthouse:
lokigodof:
Loki traces his boyfriend’s lip with a thumb, folds it open, kisses it. “Make me feel good. Tell me what’s beautiful about me.”
“The deep shadows of your hair,” Baldr says promptly, “and the way it curls around your neck. How your fingers are so deft and yet strong at the same time.” He takes Loki’s hand, and his wings shift, curling more closely around them. Then he kisses each fingertip. “I love the way your eyes change shade, from icy beryl to pure green.” He looks up through his eyelashes, his own eyes warm amber. “The way your hair and eyes and skin … ” Baldr sighs longingly, “so beautiful.”
Loki starts to smile shyly with the first sentence, lips pressing together, eyes wandering from Baldr’s adoring face. But his wings and his silky voice are everywhere, and Loki’s cat ears are turned forward. His tail slips around them, under the wings.
There’s no shyness now, only dark, half-blinking eyes. Loki leans in just a little, pulled by something invisible. His words go the rest of the way: “Make me cum.”
Slowly, Baldr takes a finger into his mouth, sucking on it, nibbling gently at the pad. He curls his free hand behind Loki’s back, wings spreading wider, and slowly leans his lover against the pillows. Then he kisses his way down Loki’s body quickly until he gets to Loki’s cock.
Baldr: 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?
“Erm … I guess I’m a switch? I don’t feel very strongly about any of those identities … but then I’ve never really tried being dominant, or submissive. Loki, should we try those things?”
“I guess my ideal date would be … there’s a coastline, in Alfheimr, where the sands change colors with the light. My family has a house on one of the coves there, where nobody else can come. I would want to go there … ”
@lokigodof
lokigodof:
rainaulthouse:
lokigodof:
Loki looks from his work to his boyfriend’s face, enamored. He leans up, sitting with Baldr in his arms again, inside his wings. He kisses his cheeks and forehead. “You could use them for flying. Did it hurt, sweetheart?”
He laughs a bit, leaning his forehead to Loki’s. “Not in here. No.” His voice goes soft. “It didn’t hurt. I don’t think you can hurt me with your magic.” He turns his head, knowing his hair will brush against Loki’s face, looking at the way his wing curves around them. The way it seems to shimmer light against Loki’s welcoming night. “You’re beautiful.”
Loki traces his boyfriend’s lip with a thumb, folds it open, kisses it. “Make me feel good. Tell me what’s beautiful about me.”
“The deep shadows of your hair,” Baldr says promptly, “and the way it curls around your neck. How your fingers are so deft and yet strong at the same time.” He takes Loki’s hand, and his wings shift, curling more closely around them. Then he kisses each fingertip. “I love the way your eyes change shade, from icy beryl to pure green.” He looks up through his eyelashes, his own eyes warm amber. “The way your hair and eyes and skin ... ” Baldr sighs longingly, “so beautiful.”
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1: Origins! How did you come up with the concept for your OC?
2: Were they originally well received by the fandom? Or if they’re fandomless, did the RP community take to them right away or was it hard to get attention?
3: Has your OC gone through different incarnations during their stay on Tumblr? Were they reimagined or have they stayed the same all this time?
4: How do you get into your OC’s mindset to write for them? How do you find the muse for them?
5: Were you nervous about putting your OC out there? How long did it take before you decided to play your OC here on Tumblr.
IC Interaction Questions
6: What is your OC’s family situation? Do they get along? Do they fight? Or are they alone?
7: What does your OC look for in a friend? Do they value friendship a lot?
8: What does your OC look for in a significant other? Are they looking at all?
9: What is your OC like when at work? Are they diligent? Slacker? Do they get along with their co-workers?
10: How do they deal with strangers?
Inside the Muse’s Mind Questions
11: Is there a place they go to in order to escape the world, the stresses of life? What’s their favourite place?
12: What scent calms them? Reminds them of home or something soothing?
13: Do they have any favourite foods? Would they eat it all the time if they had the chance? What do they hate to eat?
14: Pet peeves. Tell us what would really tick them off. Do they have a Berserk Button?
15: Does your OC have any awful fears? Do they get paralyzed with fear or can they work through their fears?
16: What are concepts they value? Virtues? What do they look down upon?
17: Do they have any guilty pleasures? They embarrassed about them? Do they flaunt them?
18: Do they have a guilty conscience? Why? Did they ever do something they totally regretted?
Miscellaneous Questions
19: Have they ever been injured? Sick? How do they deal with it?
20: What are Tropes you associate with your muse?
21: Name an embarrassing situation that your muse has been in.
22: If given a million dollars, what would your OC do?
23: Any ships for your OC?
24: Have you ever gotten anon hate because of your OC?
25: What are your plans for your muse in the future?
