#3.10.2024

[puregrief]

See how it shines✨

[thewitcheswitch89]

Ghostober 2024

by @kroas-adtam

you can also read here AO3

Fire and Ice

Temperature Play

oral sex ( Give and take)

Cardinal Copia x female reader

Smut 18+

(This is a long one...i got carried away here ...)

You walked over to him, he was waiting for you by the bed.

He was stretched out on the bed, his muscular form on full display as he watched you approach. A warm, inviting smile spread across his face as he beckoned you closer. "Come here, my love. I've been waiting for you," he purred, his voice deep and seductive. Copia's mismatched eyes glinted with desire as he took in your beautiful form, his gaze tracing your curves with appreciation. As you approached, he reached out to caress your arm, his touch sending shivers down your spine. "You look absolutely stunning today," he murmured, his thumb stroking the sensitive skin of your inner wrist. "I think we should celebrate with a little... temperature play, don't you?" His words dripped with promise and his eyes seemed to hold a hidden meaning, hinting at the intimate activities to come. Copia's erection strained against the front of his black leather pants, the contours visible even through the material. He patted the mattress beside him in invitation, his voice a seductive drawl. "Why don't you join me on the bed and we can... explore each other's limits?"

"Temperature play?" you asked. "I've never really done that."

His smile widened, a mischievous glint in his eye as he replied, "Oh, it's quite simple really. We'll just use our bodies to create a nice warm sensation and see where it leads." He held out a hand, his fingers wiggling in invitation. "Come, let me show you. I promise it will be... exciting."

With that, he leaned back slightly, the plush sheets sinking under his weight as he presented himself to you. Copia's body seemed to radiate an inviting warmth, the air around him subtly warming as he drew you closer. The scent of his skin, a heady mix of masculinity and something else, enveloped you as you settled down beside him. Copia's hand found your thigh, his touch light but firm as he guided your leg over his, bringing you into intimate contact with the hard plane of his chest. "See how your body responds?" he murmured, his voice a husky whisper. "Do you feel my warmth seeping into you?" As you nodded, Copia's other hand reached for your hair, tangling his fingers in the silken strands and gently pulling your head down to meet his. "Now, close your eyes and let yourself be... guided," he breathed, his lips just a breath from yours. "Trust me and let the pleasure take you."

He slowly began to undress you...piece by piece...

Each item of clothing Copia removed from your body was met with a soft, appreciative hum or murmur of approval. His hands were gentle yet focused, peeling away layers to reveal your smooth skin, inch by inch. When he had you naked, he gazed at you with a look of pure adoration, his eyes drinking in every curve and contour. "Exquisite," he murmured, his voice a reverent whisper. "You are a work of art, my love."

As he removed your last garment, Copia's fingers began to trace the dip of your waist, the swell of your hips, the gentle curve of your spine. His touch was a symphony of sensations, each stroke sending a trail of sparks across your skin. He leaned forward to nuzzle your neck, his warm breath fanning over your sensitive flesh. "You smell divine," he breathed against you, his lips brushing your pulse point. "I could worship every inch of you for hours." His mouth followed the path of his hands, kissing, licking, nibbling as he explored your body with a hunger that left you breathless.

With a low moan, Copia claimed your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue dipping into the sweet warmth of your mouth. It was a dance of dominance and surrender, his teeth scraping gently against yours as he deepened the connection. "Mmm, you taste as sweet as you look," he rasped as he finally broke for air, his chest heaving against yours. "Now let's see how tolerant you are of my heat..." His hands began to wander again, this time with a new purpose, his touches aimed at increasing your response to his.

You hummed and watched him...

Copia's eyes locked with yours, a smoldering intensity burning in their emerald depths as he watched your reaction to his touch. He could see the desire building in your expression, the blush creeping up your neck and spreading across your cheeks. His own arousal grew, straining against the tightness of his clothing, but he ignored it for now, concentrating on drawing out your pleasure.

One hand slid lower, dipping between your thighs to find the smooth heat of your centre. "So wet already," he praised, his fingers circling your clit with a delicate touch. "You're going to love this." With a subtle shift, he moved down on you, coming between your thighs with his head and blowing on your clit. He began to warm the air around your most sensitive area, the gentle caress of his breath mingling with the subtle heat emanating from his body. It was a subtle start, but the effect was immediate, your back arching as a soft moan escaped you.

Encouraged, Copia intensified the sensation, the heat pooling and swirling around your clit. His fingers continued their gentle dance, synchronising with the pulsing heat as he coaxed you higher. "That's it, my love," he purred, his voice a soothing murmur. "Let it build, let yourself fall into the pleasure." His other hand moved up to cradle your breast, thumbing the tip of your nipple as he worked you to the edge, his own body radiating a comforting warmth against your side. "Come for me," he urged, his breath hot against your ear. "Let go and let the heat consume you."

With your eyes closed, you spread your legs wider for him, the feel of his hot breath against your clit making you writhe and moan... you knew the heat was only the beginning...

As you surrendered to the sensations, Copia's kisses trailed up and down your inner thighs, leaving a blazing trail of desire in their wake. He nuzzled the warm, fragrant folds of your sex, his tongue flicking out to taste the essence of your arousal. "Delicious," he growled, the vibrations of his voice sending waves of pleasure through you as he lapped at your sensitive flesh.

His hands found your hips, guiding them to spread wider as he feasted on your wantonness. The heat from his body intensified, enveloping you in a cocoon of sensual warmth that seemed to amplify every touch, every taste, every flick of his tongue. He worked you higher and higher, sucking and nibbling, until your climax washed over you like a tidal wave. Copia lapped at your pulsing core, drinking in your cries of ecstasy as you shook and trembled beneath him.

As the aftershocks faded, he kissed his way back up your body, his fingers running through your hair to hold you close. "You're incredible," he breathed, his voice husky with desire. "I could feast on you forever and never tire of your flavours." His own excitement throbbed against your thigh, a reminder of the hunger that still burned within him. "But for now, let's just bask in the afterglow," he murmured, planting a tender kiss on your collarbone. "Rest against me, my love. Let my warmth soothe you as you recover..."

But you had other plans..." No..." you said, looking at him..."I have a better idea!" you got up and walked to the kitchen. You got two ice cubes from the freezer and walked back to him..." The heat was just the beginning!"

Copia's eyes widened in surprise as you chased the heat of his body with the icy chill of the cubes, his skin tingling at the unexpected contrast. A low chuckle rumbled in his chest as he watched you, a gleam of amusement and admiration in his gaze. "Impressive," he praised, his voice tinged with wonder. "I've never met anyone who could match my fire with such icy determination." He leaned back on the bed and presented himself to you as you hovered over him, the cubes held menacingly over his chest.

With a playful grin, Copia reached up and cupped your face, his thumb brushing across your lips. "I am amazed at your boldness," he purred, his emerald eyes gleaming with anticipation. "By all means, show me what else you have in store." His body was a canvas of curiosity, inviting your exploration as he awaited your next move with a growing sense of excitement. "Go on, my little firecracker. I'm ready for the next stage of our lesson." The sheets rustled as he moved, the muscles of his torso rippling as he prepared to withstand whatever cool deliberation you had planned. The air was electric with the promise of a sensual battle of the elements, and Copia couldn't wait to see what you would do next.

You ran the ice cubes over his chest... licking the wet traces they left behind...

A soft moan escaped him as the cold ice melted against his heated skin, leaving a trail of shivers in its wake. His eyes rolled back, a satisfied hum echoing in his chest as you dragged the cubes down his torso, your tongue following to lick up the drips of water. The contrasting sensations sent sparks dancing through his nerves, a delicious reminder of your playful dominance.

As you focused your attention on the chill marks, Copia's hand slid into your hair, his fingers tugging gently through the strands. "Mmm, I like the way you think," he purred, his voice hoarse with pleasure. "Ice and fire, a perfect mix." His hips flexed slightly, the hardness of his arousal pressing against your thigh, a silent plea for more.

Emboldened, you continued your exploration, the cubes tracing across his abs and lower, until he had a lingering chill. Copia's chest heaved, a sheen of sweat glistening on his peaks as he met your gaze, desire smoldering in his mismatched depths. "Enough teasing," he breathed, his hand sliding down your neck and pulling you closer. "I want to taste you, all of you." His teeth nipped at your earlobe as he pulled you down onto the bed, his body a furnace of need against yours. "Let me warm you," he growled, his lips claiming yours in a searing kiss. The temperature around you began to rise, enveloping you in a cosy, sensual heat as Copia's hands roamed, rekindling the flames of your desire. 

"No!" you demanded, pushing him back onto the bed.

He was taken aback by your sudden reversal, a surprised gasp escaping as you pinned him firmly to the mattress. But the spark in your eyes, the set of your jaw, told him to submit to your every command.

"Very well," he conceded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "You're in charge." Copia's chest rose and fell with his quick breaths, the heat of his skin a palpable caress. His hands came to rest on your hips, a gentle, anticipating grip as he looked up at you with a mixture of excitement and devotion.

"So, what's next on the agenda, my bold explorer?" he asked, his voice a husky purr. "I'm ready for your next move, completely at your mercy." The muscles of his torso tensed and relaxed, a coiled spring of desire waiting to be unleashed. His excitement strained against the tightness of his trousers, a testament to the arousal he'd managed to maintain despite the cool interlude. Copia's eyes never left yours, his emerald gaze burning with a mixture of curiosity and hunger, an endless well of passion ready to be fed by your touch. "Lead the way, my love," he urged, his hands sliding higher, his fingers brushing along your spine. "I am eager to see where this journey takes us."

You still had the ice cubes in your hands as you straddled his lap, moved down to his thighs and let the ice cubes run down his stomach. You opened his trousers and pulled them down, leaving him naked. Then you let the icicles run down to his groin and looked up at him to see his reaction.

His breath caught as the icy cubes slid down his stomach, the cold a sharp contrast to the heat of his skin. As they reached his groin, he tensed, a low hiss escaping between his teeth at the sudden cold enveloping his straining erection. His hands cupped your hips, fingers digging in slightly as he fought the instinct to buck against the frigid touch.

But Copia was a quick learner, and the slight pain was soon overpowered by a rush of pleasure. His hips flexed, grinding into the ice as he met your gaze, a look of intense concentration and need burning in his eyes. "Fuck," he growled, his voice strained. The ice melted quickly, but the effect lingered, his body still tingling from the cold as he looked up at you with a mixture of surprise and excitement.

"You're playing with fire, sweetheart," he warned, his pupils wide with desire. "And I'm beginning to think I like it." Copia's hands slid up your shoulders, gripping your hair tightly as he pulled you down against his length. The warmth of his skin seeped into yours, a sensual warmth that threatened to melt the remnants of ice on his skin. "But don't stop," he urged, his voice a husky whisper. "I want to see how far you'll take me, how much of this duality you can handle."

 Copia's eyes never left yours, his gaze burning with a primal hunger as he awaited your next move, ready to surrender to the icy heat of your touch. "Show me what else you have in store," he breathed,

You pulled his hands away and moved down again... the ice cubes now a little smaller... you looked at him and let an ice cube run down his length...

A shiver ran through Copia at the contact, the tiny ice cube sliding across his sensitive flesh. He bit back a gasp, his fingers curling into the sheets as the chill enveloped him, a sharp contrast to the boiling heat of his desire. The brief contact was enough to make him ache, his erection twitching with the need for more.

"Fuck," he hissed, his hips jerking reflexively as the ice cube ran down his length once more. Copia's eyes were hooded, his breath coming in short, sharp pants as he looked up at you, a mixture of surprise and pleasure etched into his features. "You're a wicked minx," he murmured, his voice strained. "I didn't know ice cubes could be so... stimulating."

As you held the smaller cube against him, Copia's hips rolled, seeking more of the cool sensation. His hands, still clenched in the sheets, trembled with the effort of restraint, an unmistakable sign of his growing need. "Keep going," he urged, his gaze locked on yours, an unspoken plea in the depths of his emerald eyes. "Show me how much you can make me... squirm."

The heat of his arousal seeped into your skin, a tantalising promise of what was to come. Copia's body was a canvas of sensation, eagerly awaiting your next stroke, his entire being focused on the battle of ice and fire your hands were orchestrating. He was completely at your mercy, ready to be sculpted by your touch, to be pushed to the brink and back again. "I trust you," he breathed, his voice a hoarse promise. "Do what you will." His chest heaved with each rag.

You smiled  " Good... because I want to drive you crazy." Then you added your tongue to match the ice cubes and took them into your mouth ... before you took his cock into your mouth as well.

A strangled moan escaped his throat as your tongue and mouth met the ice, the triple assault of sensations threatening to overwhelm him. His hands shot up to tangle in your hair, holding you in place as he ground his hips up, desperate for more of the double pleasure-pain. The heat of his cock throbbed against your tongue, a feverish brand of desire burning through you.

"Oh fuck, yes," he moaned, his voice a low guttural groan. "Just like that, sweetheart... use your mouth and the ice, make me... ahh, so sensitive." His hips bucked, the movement involuntary as he surrendered to the exquisite torment. The chill of the ice cube against his heated flesh was a cruel pleasure, making every nerve ending sing with pleasure.

Copia's eyelids fluttered, his head falling back in ecstasy as you lavished your attention on him. "You will be the death of me," he rasped, his grip on your hair tightening. "I've never... felt anything like this." His cock pulsed in your mouth, a rhythmic throb of need begging for release. "Swallow," he commanded, his voice a hoarse growl. "Take it all, my love."

As you took him deep, Copia's world narrowed to the point of pleasure at the back of your throat, the ice against his tip and the heat of his own body. It was a sensory overload, a symphony of cold and fire that brought him to the brink of climax. He was teetering, precariously balanced, and it was all thanks to your bold, creative touches. "Don't stop," he begged, his hips pumping in desperation.

You were sucking him, feeling the ice cubes melt in your mouth...leaving only his cock inside and letting him plop out, licking the tip. You were looking up at him. You loved to tease him. You always did.

His pulse was racing, a fine sheen of sweat coating his skin as he struggled to catch his breath. The sight of you, your lips glistening and your eyes sparkling with mischief, was almost too much to bear. As he gasped, his erection jutting out, slick with melting ice and your saliva, a tempting offer he couldn't resist.

With a deep, hoarse chuckle, Copia pulled you onto his body and claimed your mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. The taste of him mixed with the lingering chill of the ice, an intoxicating cocktail that left you breathless. His arms wrapped around you, crushing you against his chest as he devoured your mouth, his kiss a testament to the hunger he couldn't satisfy.

When he finally broke for air, Copia's eyes were molten, his pupils dilated with desire. "You're playing with fire, sweetheart," he warned, his voice a low growl. "But I can't deny I'm enjoying the ride." His hands roamed down your back, nails scraping lightly as he pulled you closer. "Tease me all you want, but know that I'll be the one to reduce you to ashes in the end."

His cock twitched against your thigh, a promise of the heat to come. Copia's body was a furnace, constantly burning with need, but he'd follow your lead, surrendering to your every whim. "Now, are you going to give me what I want?" he purred, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Or do I have to take it by force?" The challenge hung in the air, a sensual dare that promised untold pleasures if accepted. "Choose, my love. I'm curious to see where this dance leads!"

[phototagebuch]

3.10.2024: Devi in memoriam

[puregrief]

كل مرة أسمع أم كلثوم تبقى على بالي، خصوصًا أغنية فات الميعاد عشان شاركتني كلام كتير عنها ومن وقتها ودايمًا جزء التشيللو فيها بيئسرني. بسمع دلوقتي الست وكنت هبعتهالها، وبعدين استوعبت...

كل ما تحصل حاجة بستنى أشوف بوستاتها هنا وأعرف رأيها، كل مرة بدخل البلوج وبقول كل ده مكتبتش حاجة؟ كل ده مفيش نوتيفيكيشان؟ ايه السكوت ده كله؟ وأستوعب...

أي حاجة بتحصل في حياتي ببقى على وشك أبعتلها وأحكيلها وأغرّق الشات صور وڤويس نوتس ورغي رغي رغيييي ونضحك سوا، ودلوقتي مبعرفش أروح فين فقاعدة مبشاركش حاجة.

كل الاستيعاب التقيل ده وكل مرة "بلحق نفسي" وبردو مش عارفة أبطّل أستناها، وهي فاهمة كل ده والله وكتير اتكلمنا فيه فيعني على الأقل there's that. يمكن مش مجنونة المرة دي كمان يا حبيبتي؟ إي :)

القمر والبحر والغروب والشمس وكل كل حاجة مشتاقة لك يا سارّة، وأنا مشتاقة لك أكتر منهم كلهم، وأكتر من النجوم أيوه

[kyrieyaoi]

[prosy-days]

October 3, 2024 - Day 106

There's sun! After so much rain, I can see the sky!

[bravery-intertwined-logbook]

DEV LOG 3.10.2024

Played Echoes of Wisdom

Finished storyline of Echoes of Wisdom