Karadas' Dog

Elf | 25 (234) Years Of Age | Responsible, Detached, Closed

[tyren-bane]

Ah yes… but you see..

He tapped the side of his nose importantly

I am a guitar genius…

He picked up the guitar and began to play

[ser-bealish]

And wow, that was just such a goofy song and his facial expressions while playing made her hold back from chuckling. 

Well, you certainly are talented-

[killah-do-blog]

“Good advice. That must be why they pay you the big bucks,” she said, smiling slightly. She went to grab her clothes and was pulling them on when she thought of something, suddenly. “Uh, Ser? I hope you don’t mind my asking,” she said, tugging out her wet hair from where it had gotten caught beneath the neck of her shirt. “But don’t you have a bath at home?”

[ser-bealish]

At the mention of her own bath, she smirked to herself at the thought of it. “...I may have cracked it a little. I’m a bit clumsy,” she replied. “I assume you don’t have your own.”

[tyren-bane]

He put the guitar across his knee and began to tune the strings

I only asked because you seemed to be listening…

If you have nothing to say, I’ll return to my business

[ser-bealish]

Her eyes followed his fingers as he twisted the knob to tune it. 

I may have been... That looks difficult to play.

[killah-do-blog]

“Better a wall than someone I can hit or offend, though, right?” She turned and looked at the other woman, recognition sparking in her mind a moment too late. “Oh, uh, sorry Ser. I didn’t mean to disturb you.” They’d never spoken, but she’d heard a bit about her from people, and she knew she wasn’t someone to take lightly. Despite being close with Karadas, Killah had to respect someone that badass without even having magic, if even half the stories were true.

[ser-bealish]

She ignored the apology and instead responded to her previous comment. “We’re in a war, I don’t think that offending a person is the worst thing you could do.” Bealish saw that spark of recognition. It was a look many people had once they saw her, and while someone tiring, she sort of liked that nearly everyone straightened up at the sight of her. Bealish found it amusing when the taller and bigger men did that since she was always a good foot shorter than them. “I’m sure you’ve got clothes somewhere, I suggest dressing before talking to any more walls.”

[killah-do-blog]

Killah held onto the wall in the castle baths, letting the water flow over her until she stopped shaking. Slowly she slid down to sit on the floor, her arms wrapped around her knees. She’d come this close to drinking this afternoon, and it was only by escaping to someplace semi-public that she’d restrained herself. “Shit…” Her head shot up as she heard someone enter the room, and tried to pull herself back up. She failed, and slid a little, swearing louder. “SHIT.” She wrapped a towel around her and turned off the tap.

[ser-bealish]

Bealish had planned on taking a quick bath to clear her mind. In the midst of all that was going on, taking a time out might bee good for her. It took a while for her to get herself to do this for herself though- there was so much work that she could’ve done. On second thought, this wasn’t a good idea. Turning around, she heard someone curse towards the showers, instinctively looking over there to see what was happening. Raising a brow, she looked at the girl. “...I advise you not having cursing fights with the walls, it can’t be good for a person.”

[tyren-bane]

Can I help you?

[ser-bealish]

No. May I help you?

[ser-bealish]

How are your horses doing?

Thank you for asking, they’re great.

[ser-bealish]

[ser-bealish]

Tell us of a time you were closest to death!

Literally any time I step into battle, I don’t think you understand my job.

[ser-bealish]

Were your born on the farm, or in a sort of hospital?

Not important.

[ser-bealish]

Do you reach your physical limits in battle quicker than people with magic?

I felt like I did a while ago. But now those people with magic are probably out of breath within five seconds of fighting me. 

[ser-bealish]

Do you find yourself crossing your own limits often?

Of course not. I know myself, I know control.

[ser-bealish]

Where would you rank happiness on a list of things important to you?

My happiness is far at the bottom. As long as the well being of the people I stand for and care about are served, I couldn’t care less about whether or not I’m happy.

[patricitaul-blog]

You make my Heart Flutter || Patric & Bealish

[ser-bealish]

 patricitaul:

Every single time, Patric felt like he learned something new about Bealish. She was this complex, deep person with mutliple layers, multiple sides, this dynamic current of water, a whole galaxy of character traits and secrets still out there for him to discover.

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She felt his heart pounding in his chest, and hers was too. Not that she was nervous, but...He was big. Much bigger than before. It excited her at the same time. Bealish felt his hands reach around and grab her ass, making a small smile appear on her lips. Leaning down, she kissed him as he began to lower her on himself. 

As she felt his hard cock slide in herself, she let out a quiet moan and closed her eyes, resting her forehead against his. This was much more passionate than their first time. The first time, they were new to it all and they took it slow and were careful, but right now, they were in heat. She didn’t want him to hold back. 

He was big, but she was determined. When she felt him lick up her neck, her eyes rolled back a bit in ecstasy before she kissed him again. Nodding at his request, she kept kissing her and then began to move her hips against him so he’d go deeper and deeper. 

It felt amazing. He was thick and long and hitting her in all the right places. “I don’t want you to stop-” Bealish whimpered, hiding her face on his neck as she moved her hips, feeling his hot precum.

[patricitaul-blog]

You make my Heart Flutter || Patric & Bealish

[ser-bealish]

patricitaul:

Letting his fingers glide through Bealish’s moonshine hair, the softness tickling the tip of them was something he couldn’t feel at all - overwhelmed with all the feelings in his nether regions, the feelings that were making his spine feel numb from all the waves of pleasure almost.

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All through this, she was just hoping that he was enjoying it and not making him uncomfortable or anything. She didn’t know whether or not Patric was a virgin, but it didn’t really matter to her. Lise gave herself to him for the first time and that was all that was important. She had grown up in a traditional home, so her parents had always set the belief that giving yourself to someone was an important decision that impacts you forever, and the person you give it to had to be the one. Bealish was sure that Patric was the one. 

Though it’d be hard staying together, he was the one. When he felt those vibrations, she glanced up at him with a little smirk when she saw his reaction. That was good, she had to take note on that. She supposed that the more they did this, the better they’d get. Practice made perfect, and she didn’t mind practicing this. 

Crawling back up to him, she bit her lip in a small smile as she looked up to him after he had kissed her forehead. “I love you too,” Lise replied sweetly, licking her lips. He was so big compared to her. Leaning forward a bit, she lifted her hips slightly and slid off her underwear, dropping them to the side of the bed. While listening to him, she let her wetness gently slide against his length. 

Nodding quickly at his question, she let out a small laugh. “I’d be a bit sad if we didn’t have sex...I’ve been wanting you for a while-” she said breathlessly, leaning forward to kiss his lips lovingly. She could feel her clit pulsing in anticipation, she really did need him now. “Fuck me-” Lise muttered as she looked up into his eyes with a grin, her fingers tracing up his muscular bicep.

[ser-bealish]

Is there a compan you fear for especially this battle?

I believe each of them have had the most intensive and professional training. I hope they will all be successful, but I know that none of them fall short of being excellent. So no, I do not fear for any of them.

[patricitaul-blog]

You make my Heart Flutter || Patric & Bealish

[patricitaul-blog]

Patric’s grin transformed in waves - one stroke it was wide and full of bliss, another it turned into him clenching his jaw and sucking air in hard.

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[ser-bealish]

Once Patric leaned forward and dragged his tongue around her nipple, Bealish grinned a little to herself and ran her hand through his hair, leaning her head back a little. Even now, she was dripping in her underwear. She needed him soon, but she’s always thought that the longer she waited, the better the sex would be. So she tried to drag it on and decided to please him first. 

Though she’d never given a blowjob before, but Lise seemed pretty great at it. Well, she thought she was pretty great. Patric seemed to like it judging by his moans and arched back. His pleasure made her grin a little to herself while her lips still circled around his cock. 

“Hmm?” she sounded, still sucking on him. It added a little vibration which she thought he’d like. Trying not to smirk at the state she had put her boyfriend in, the blonde closed her eyes and took just a little more of him into her mouth. His large cock was sliding down her throat, and she was thanking the heavens that she didn’t have a gag reflex. Picking up the pace slightly, she pushed herself to get as much of his length down her throat. 

But he was so big, she doubted her abilities. Especially being new at this. Still, she figured that she could handle him with more and more practice. Bealish’s hips were moving a little since her underwear were getting so bothersome to her, yet she still continued pleasuring Patric with her mouth and tongue. She figured that it’d be boring if she just sucked him off for a while, so while his cock was in her mouth, she’d circle her tongue around it and let one of her hand play with her breast to give him something to look at just in case he wanted to watch.