An aesthetic and title board that I made for my RP with @helluvaoutlaw Beyond Duty, in which a trapped Marquess and her new captain of the guard fall in love despite the differences in social class...and the fact that she's married to one of the most dangerous goetia doesn't help either...
Just wanted to share this with you guys cause I think it's awesome ^.^
@inquisitorhotpants post about Quinn basically reminded me that Ray and Quinn are like ‘Somehow my brainweird cancels out your brainweird and between us we seem to make one ‘normally’ functioning adult and somehow managed to raise a kid fairly successfully’
The entire sexual headcanons ask meme for Quinn and Rayphara?
OTP in the Bedroom
1) Who tends to initiate? Does it change? Why? It’s about an even split, earlier on it was actually Quinn as Rayphara was the least experienced one of the pair
2) Any preferences for top/bottom? Not really, they’re both pretty flexible on that front, depends on the mood
3) Neck, ears, or both Both
4) Sensitive or insensitive Sensitive
5) Hands or tongue Good
6) Teeth or no teeth A little biting is always fun
7) Foreplay? A lot or a little? Depends on how much time they’ve got and how frisky they’re feeling, it leans towards a lot
8) Breast play? Ass play? Both have happened, the second one more to Quinn
9) Toys? Quinn gets pegged sometimes
Bondage also happens vibrators are useful
10) Preferred positions? Riding, missionary, once in a blue moon on all fours, they’re pretty... flexible
11) Exploratory or traditional? Exploratory
12) Turn ons Hair pulling, being assertive with one another, uniforms, neck biting/kissing
13) Location turn ons (public, outside, bed
only, etc) They build up after a while, the captain’s chair has been used just saying, there’s at least been ‘fooling around in a quiet corner during a gala’ stuff too
14) Magic or no magic? To what extent and in what way? Misuse of the force has happened
15) Special spells or enchantments? See above
16) Roleplay? I don’t think either of them have really felt like exploring it?
17) Dom/Sub dynamics? Who’s dom, who’s sub? They’re both pretty switchy, they don’t have a strong D/S dynamic going so either of them is generally happy to take
18) Dirty talk, sweet nothings, or no
talking (or discussing only technicals) I’m not sure if either of them are really dirty talkers (Quinn might be a bit if he’s in dom mode) so it’s probably more to sweet nothings/instructions
18) Kissing preferences during sex Yes,
20) Rhythm: slow, fast, alternating, etc.
Who sets the pace? It varies, depending on mood and what not
21) One round or multiple? I think they often like one long round, but it depends on what their mood os
22) Does one person tend to come first more
often or do they switch it up? Does one person have a harder time
climaxing? Are there times when they don’t cum? I think Quinn is more likely to cum first, although he usually tries to ensure Rayphara cums either before or at the same time as he does, Rayphara does occasionally have points where she finds it hard to get off
23) Lust or love sex? Love?
24) What happens after? Cuddling? Make
space? Does someone tend to leave right after? Generally clean up, and check up if needed and then cuddling
Quinntended to run his life in a calculated manner, always trying toevaluate everything and pick an optimal course of action.However,he was still only human, and as he found out more vulnerable totemptation than he wanted to admit.
Helet out a quiet moan against her lips as he felt a hand buried in hishair, almost enough to distract him until he remembered what he wastrying to do. One careful step and he had Rayphara against a wall,able to resist sinking into the feeling of her lips on his.
Hepulled back, hand going to his wrist but instead catching a glovedfingetip with his mouth and pulling he paused for a moment tocarefully put the glove into a pocket. He pulled her forwardslightly, before running lightly calloused fingertips over her tonedback, “You have been taunting me all evening,” He murmured,letting his hand rest in the small of her back.
Raypharachuckled, reaching out to cup his cheek, “How so my love?”
Hecaught his lip, letting his nails press against her spine briefly,“With this damned dress,”
Shesighed at him, “I thought you were a man of discipline?”
“EvenI have my limits,” He felt his voice thickening slightly, warm skinagainst his fingertips, “Apparently,” Before pushing against heragain and kissing her, feeling a leg slipping between his as he didso, Rayphara’s hands burying into his hair. With a desperate almostfumble he attempted to remove his other glove, instead putting hismouth to his wrist as a hand dug into her hip, before pulling at herskirt, needing more, so much more.
@daraasum (Somehow the ask disappeared into the Shadow Realm)
“Don’t Ruin the Sofa” Prompt List
“Are you trying to get me drunk?” Rayphara grinned tipsily as she leant back, glass in hand.
“Is it really trying?” Quinn grinned back her, likely just as tipsy especially judging from the flush on his pale skin. Rayphara took a few moments to savour him, the exposed skin of his throat, and his biceps, her fingers just itching to get under his shirt, “I think you had a head start on me,”
She caught her lip, following the straight line of his braces, fingers twitching to undo those. She could never quite make her mind up which she found more attractive at any given moment, dressed, naked or somewhere in between it was all good.
She moved forward slightly, her free hand reaching for his collar to pull him into a wine soaked kiss. Quinn sighed against her lips, feeling himself being pushed towards the arm of the sofa and let himself fall, the hand at the collar was making quick work of the fastening’s of his shirt and her deft fingers were eagerly seeking out pale skin as he let his head tip back to give her more room. He was just at the point of falling into a relaxed state when he noticed the glass in her hand slosh dangerously.
“Easy,” Quinn mumbled, deftly taking the wine glass from her hand, and placing it on the table “The sofa-” His words cut off as she caught him in a kiss.
Quinnwas nothing if not methodical in just about everything he did, infact he generally prided himself on the fact.
Andso he knew when he entered the room and sat himself on the edge ofthe bed, Rayphara likely wouldn’t suspect too much as he began theprocess of getting undressed.
“Youdidn’t have to wait up for me,” He smiled softly at her as hefelt her fingers brush his gloved hand. Rayphara simply shrugged athim from where she was laying. Blonde hair freed from it’s usualponytail and falling around her shoulders, soft wasn’t a word heusually associated with her, even at rest but he enjoyed the sight ofher in a slightly more relaxed mood.
His attention moved to his hands, easily undoing the fastening on hiswrist, one thumb carefully slipping under the edge, slowly revealinghis wrists, “I completed the diagnostics on ship’s systems,” Heknew if she was paying attention she would’ve noticed he was takinglonger than normal to free his hands.
“Iassume all is running well?”
“Yes,”He paused briefly reisting the urge to smirk as he used his mouth tohelp ease the gloves off his hands before placing them in their usualplace on the bedside table, “Some minor adjustments as always tooptimise systems,”
“Vettehas been doing an excellent job with the daily maintenance,”
Hepaused briefly, “She has rather… I admit I do underestimate herat times,” His hands went to his collar, beginning to make slow,delicate work of the fastenings of his jacket, “She has provenherself to be an asset even if her personality isn’t always-”
“Dogive her some slack darling,”
Hecaught his lip and paused for a moment shoulders dropping slightly,“I can trust her to do what is required to take some of the weightoff my shoulders, I do appreciate that,”“Good,” Raypharasighed softly, he heard her shift in the bed as she got herself morecomfortable. And there was a chance for now she had taken his pillow.
Hewent back to the jacket, moving it off himself slowly ad placing itneatly on the floor.
“Jaesais faring well, becoming more confident in her abilities,”
“Thatis good to hear,” He stretched slightly, not really necessarily forhis own benefit, but he knew from his current position it would giveRayphara a decent view of his back through his tight fittingundershirt, “I am sure she will be a worthy apprentice,”
“She’sshaping up to it, she seems to be flourishing in a less restrictedenvironment, although her discipline is an asset, helps her focus,”
Quinnmade a sound of agreement as he reached for the hem of his shirt,pulling it upwards and revealing pale skin and toned muscle, heresisted the urge to turn around but he was sure he heard a sound ofapproval from Rayphara. He bit down on another smirk as heexaggerated the movement before taking a moment to let the undershirtfall, ensuring he was positioning himself in a way she could see asmuch of his back as possible.
“Soundspromising,”
Theboots next. He bent down, stretching a leg out as he deftly found thefastenings at the top, hooking his thumbs into the slightly moregiving fabric to shift them from his calves, letting his leg moveoutwards, maybe a little further than was needed.
Heresisted the urge to look backward, suspecting that Rayphara was inon his ruse by this point as he toed off his boots and placed themcarefully with his other clothes. Followed by his socks which he hadto admit were not an item one could usually remove elengantly. Hestood up, turning himself but keeping his attention on his belt as hedeftly unfastened it and let it slip around his fingers slowly. Atthat point he was pretty sure he heard a sound from Rayphara that hetended to associate with her becoming aroused. He let out a sigh hewas hoping would be taken as him being tired rather than a chucklethreatening to spill over as he focused on winding the belt up andplacing it on the bedside table.
Helet his hands run over his hip bones before he deftly undid thefastenings of his trousers, bending slightly as he began to edge themdown.
“Gethere now,”
“Excuseme darling?” He tilted his head at her, feigning confusion,trousers low on his hips.
Heturned, noticing the fact her thighs were pressed together and shewas knuckling the pillow, his pillow slightly. It was gettingharder to keep the smirk buried.
“Stopteasing me,” He could detect the need on her voice.
“Teasing?Why would I ever do that darling?” The smirk slipped through, “I’mjust undressing,”
Heheard Rayphara let out something muffled and likely rude. He saw hermove her hand and felt a ghostly hand run down his back, digging inslightly and he shuddered. She went to her knees, pulling him into abiting kiss and he let himself fall with her into the bed with her.
Thiswas one of those moments if he’d been thinking about it it would’veseemed like some fantasy but it was very, very real at this givenmoment. Especially as Quinn felt his knees hit the bed and he fellbackwards, landing against the sheets finding himself looking up atthe ceiling for a brief moment before Rayphara was in his view, overhim, her palms against his shoulders as she kissed him.
Ifhe was in a more contemplative state he would’ve recalled beingpressed against the wall by her, her intense kisses, and the sheerdesperation in which she’d in an adrenaline fuelled state pushedhim to the bed. But in reality it’d been a hazy, wonderful mess oflips and hands before this point.
“My-”He began but felt a gloved finger against his lip and something toldhim his ears were red at this point and that these uniform trouserswere too damned tight.
Hecould tell from her kiss that she was wanting to take everything fromhim that he had. And he had to admit he was willing to give that andmore. He reached up placing his own gloved hand on her cheek and shestilled for a moment leaning into his touch, her intensity seeminglybroken for a moment.
“Malavai-”
“Whatdo you wish of me?” He panted slightly, aware of his head spinningand his body aching as he resisted the very strong urge to roll hiships, his body needing something. Her gloved fingers rested on hischin, then ran down the curve of his throat and he eagerly leanedinto the touch before her deft fingers worked their way down hisundershirt and found his belt, unlatching it with practised grace.His hips jerking slightly in anticipation.
Hegrinned slightly, tracing his fingers over her lips “I am yours,”
Helooked up at her, her blonde hair bound away from her face as italways was, he had a vague recollection of her stripping off theplating of her armour, leaving her in the weave underneath watchingas she worked her way out of the trousers, slipping them down justenough to expose herself so she could move over him once more. He bithis lip when he felt her rock her hips against him, fabric to fabric.
Shebent forward, kissing him more tenderly than he expected as she movedagainst him, and he found himself burying a moan against her lip andvaguely aware of her fingers pulling him out of his underwear. With anip to his lip she moved back slightly watching as she took him inone hand, her other hand just moving her underwear to the side enoughto move onto him, his hands tensing in the sheets as he palms tooktheir place on his shoulders again.