I learned about the unfortunate and toxic legend of Jarilo and Morana quite recently — and fell in love with it. The sun god of spring and fertility, Jarilo, falls in love with his sister, Morana, the goddess of nature, death, and winter. They marry, but they do not have a happy marriage. Due to his infidelity, she kills him, killing the warmth and the summer, and bringing the winter and darkness.
In Tajena and Elemir's case, there would be a lot more torture involved. Would Tajena actually have it in her to kill Elemir? I'm not certain. What I am sure of is that Elemir would never cheat once he gets to marry Tajena. Before that? Well... It's complicated.
To get your writing gears going again for something smutty
"Don’t think so much, just let your body take control.”
“I know, baby, I know. I’m right here, just breathe.”
Thank you!
Something very soft for starters. Since a lot of you don’t know my characters yet, here are some short introductions:
Tajena - let’s call her a princess, but she is far from a classical one. She is stoic and sarcastic, often very stubborn, very protective of her family and loyal to her father. Can be quite anxious at times. She is rather kinky and open-minded, but she is hiding it.
Elemir - let’s call him a prince as he is a classical albeit asshole prince. Full of himself, loud and cocky. Also temperamental and stubborn. But he is a loyal friend. He is not as kinky as he thinks he is, but he is sexually far more experienced than Tajena.
Non-canon, fluff (none of the bad cannon thingies happened), established relationship
TW: gentle sex, strong language, first time
Pairing: Tajena x Elemir
WC: 1670
Elemir has always loved spending time in the countryside. Spring, summer, winter - he didn’t care. He loved the basic life he could indulge there, forgetting about his noble blood for a few weeks. Owning several houses around his domain certainly enabled him to enjoy this lifestyle any time he wanted and in the best way possible.
The light snow had just started and Tajena’s and Elemir’s horses were ready to rest. The climb, even though not too steep, was long and the path was in bad shape. They reached a small village hidden in the mountains. And Elemir’s winter cottage was unexpectedly small and quaint.
“Does it fit there?” Tajena asked while dismounting.
“What?” Elemir looked at the house from the roof to the foundation.
“Your ego.”
Elemir’s pout was adorable. “Not really. I’m afraid you’ll have to leave some of your bubbly personality outside.”
After taking care of their horses, they entered the house. Tajena was surprised with how modest but comfortable it looked. The single room had many blankets and floral carpets covering every horizontal surface, as well as walls. The wooden furniture was decorated with simple shapes just like the large stove that was ready to be lit. The bed, however, was a big and bulky thing. And it was one bed. She knew there would be one bed. And that they would be alone. Her mind conjured pictures and sensations she never felt before, excited and fearful at the same time.
Probably noticing her stare, Elemir moved next to the bed, a huge grin covering his face. “Do you like it? I ordered it a year ago. It looks amazing, doesn’t it?”
“It really does,” Tajena commented while removing the gloves from her hands. “Do you have any servants here?”
“None,” Elemir’s exclamation was so giddy, Tajena laughed as well. “We’re gonna do everything by ourselves.”
Tajena wasn’t sure how she felt about that idea, but she wasn’t about to let Elemir know about her apprehension. On the other hand, she was more than curious to see Elemir doing servant’s jobs. Imagining him cleaning the dishes or sweeping the floor was quite entertaining.
“You should put on your furs again,” said Elemir, “We’re gonna need some firewood first. It’s gonna be cold for a little while.”
He took an axe that was standing next to the stove and swung it around as if it was his sword. “Would you like to watch me chop some wood?” he asked with a wink.
“Why not. I have nothing better to do. I just hope you won’t chop something else while swinging that.”
“Awww, are you worried?” Elemir gave her a peck on the nose. “Would you treat my wounds if I hurt myself?”
“Only after I stop laughing,” Tajena’s retort was met with a chuckle.
“Ah, my gentle goddess of love, I can always count on your healing words and hands.”
Tajena watched him as he walked to the wardrobe, opened it and started removing his own clothes. Raising an eyebrow, she asked: “What are you doing?”
“Well, I won’t chop wood in my clothes. I don’t want to get them dirty.”
Tajena giggled. Of course. This still was knežević Elemir. His precious Ubejan silk, summer lynx fur and high quality leather should never get soiled. She turned around to give him privacy, even though she honestly didn’t want to. She saw him almost naked several times. Never completely, though. Not yet anyway. She smirked.
“You don’t need to turn around, you know.” Elemir’s voice was like honey, coating her very core in sweet warmth. He stood behind her back and placed his hands on her shoulders, brushing her neck with his thumbs. “All I am is yours.”
When his fingers caressed her jaw, she shivered in delight. Elemir kissed her neck, slowly, leaving wet marks. “My goddess… “
“If you continue like this,” Tajena spoke in a faint voice, mind already foggy, “you’re never going to chop that firewood.”
“Fuck firewood.” Elemir grabbed her around her waist and spun her around. His face was flushed, eyes deeply coated in something carnal. Her warm breath mixed with his. Tajena looked down - he was completely naked, his cock standing up and high, pulsating against her belt. The cottage was quiet, filled only with their shallow breaths and aroma of their sweat. It felt like they were the only two people in the world. Tajena felt a surge of impudence, took his manhood, maybe too forcefully since Elemir jerked a little bit. “Fuck me.”
A sly smile spread on Elemir’s face before turning into a wolfish grin. He shouted at the top of his lungs before grabbing Tajena into a bear hug, smooching her and shattering the sensual moment into small pieces.
“Why did you have to roar, you ox?” Tajena’s annoyance was as sharp as her morning star.
“I couldn’t help it.” Elemir’s smile didn’t waver even for a second. “I have you for myself. You’re mine.” He placed his forehead on hers. “You’re mine.”
Tajena looked into his eyes. They were gleeful, glittering like a pure spring stream. “But you know that already.”
“Say it again,” he requested.
Tajena’s chest filled with warmth. “I am yours.”
He kissed her, sharply but less messy than the last time. “Again.”
“I am yours.”
Elemir cupped Tajena’s face into his hands. “Say my name.”
“I am yours, Elemir…”
Their lips connected, sending a spark into their veins. Tajena’s skin lit up, igniting inside out. Elemir skillfully removed her garments, piece by piece, only breaking their kiss when absolutely necessary. When her breasts were free, he stopped. He knelt in front of Tajena, looking at her face in burning submission. Tajena’s face flushed. This was a step further than everything they’ve had done before. This was new for her.
“Are you fine?” he asked softly.
Tajena nodded, gently placing her palms on his cheeks. He kissed them both before continuing to undress her. Soon they were both bare and vulnerable in front of each other. Elemir smiled mischievously and picked Tajena up before almost throwing her on the bed. He immediately covered her entire body in hot kisses. And every kiss was touching deeper parts of her being. Tajena’s heart and mind raced, experiencing her own body in a more different way - through another man’s touch. It was unfamiliar, it was overwhelming.
“Are you fine?” Elemir repeated his question.
“I don’t know.”
He immediately stopped, his amber eyes sharp from worry. “What is wrong?”
“I don’t know.”
He sat down next to her, pulling her into his lap. “Talk with me, my moonlight.”
His features were so kind, so soft, Tajena could just smile, nervously biting her lip. “This is all new for me. Am I… doing everything right?”
Elemir tried not to show it, but soft annoyance spread across his face. Tajena hit him in the shoulder. “I’m serious.”
“Tajena, you… Do you like what we’re doing?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Then let’s do it until you stop liking it and you tell me, okay? Don’t think so much, just let your body take control.”
Tajena was silent, inspecting his face. “And you’ll be there?”
Elemir blinked, surprised. “Of course. I’m not going anywhere. Ever. Where would I go without you?”
He asked this in an innocent way, but… Tajena knew it was a promise. She placed her hands on his neck and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth, tasting him until they were both out of breath. Her body was trembling, but it was wanting something too.
“Hold me,” she whispered, taking his hand, tangling their fingers.
“I’m here.”
Tajena took his manhood and placed it under herself. It was strange, so strange, but it felt so good to rub against it. Elemir groaned, holding her, not pushing her or guiding her. He was just supporting her, whispering words of comfort. But she needed to feel him deeper. Once, twice, she tried to lower herself but it hurt too much. The third time it stung but his cock entered her and they both gasped. Elemir smiled and kissed her, slowly guiding her hips up and down. Tajena followed, swaying, gliding up and down. She needed more but it was too uncomfortable.
“Not good, huh?” he asked. Tajena shook her head. “Nevermind. Come here.”
He lifted her off his cock, and turned her around, so that she could lean her back on his chest. Between her thighs was Elemir’s throbbing cock, needy of release. Elemir started kissing her neck, slowly rubbing her breasts with his hands. Tajena’s breath quickened. When he pinched her nipples, she moaned, feeling her flame becoming stronger.
“Please…” she whispered.
“I know…” he replied into her ear, moving one of his hands between her legs. He quickly found her bud, swollen and sensitive. Tajena's hips jerked and he moistened his fingers before pressing them on the little eager bundle of nerves again.
“Please… Oh…” her whimpers were getting louder. But it was too much. Everything was too much. But it was too good as well. “Elemir, I’m… I’m…” She couldn’t verbalize her thoughts. Will she burst? Will she shatter?
“I know, my moonlight, I know. I’m right here, just breathe. I’m holding you. I’m here.”
His fingers circled around her bud, lighting her desire, pushing her over the edge where she couldn’t feel anything else but endless pleasure. And it was given to her by him. Something she’s never experienced before. While still on her high, Elemir grabbed his cock and started rubbing it, smearing Tajena’s wetness all over it. He growled into Tajena’s hair when he sprayed her thighs and stomach with his warm seed.
While catching their breaths, Elemir caressed Tajena’s hips. “Well… how was it? Not too bad, huh?”
Tajena mulled over before touching her sticky legs. “Very messy.”
Elemir snickered. “True. Unfortunately, it can get a lot messier than this."
"I don't understand one thing. Why did you say unfortunately?" Tajena's eyes had a hungry glimmer and all Elemir could do was grin.
🌶 You look so god on your knees.
🌶Strip for me, now.
🌶I told you, you're mine
@bloodlessheirbyjacques >:3
@bloodlessheirbyjacques
Thank you so much! If you expected spicy, YOU'LL GET NONE
Sorry
Pairing: Elemir x Tajena [relationship exploration]
Warnings: lovers to enemies, angst, mentions of blood, mentions of death, swearing
WC: <1000
He is mad, was the first thought that crossed her mind. He is not stupid so he must be mad.
Instead of putting her in jail, or executing her on the spot, he put her in a bedroom. Her old bedroom. It smelled the same as she remembered; it smelled like lavender and pine sap. It was so cold inside but clean, perfectly clean. Even the bedsheets were…
Is this a trick? Is he… mocking me?
Tajena would throw up if her stomach wasn’t empty. She needed to… she needed to get out. They removed her armor and boots. And weapons, of course. Not that she couldn’t improvise. She could break a mirror and take a deadly shard with her. There was only a locked door stopping her from running out and destroying everything on her way. Murdering everyone. Murdering her and his past.
The door unlocked and he entered. He was clean, of course. His golden hair was falling down his broad shoulders like a silk waterfall and it was even combed.
“YOU!”
She screamed and jumped toward him. He was exposed and vulnerable. He didn’t wear his armor, he had no weapons on him, no one accompanied him. Idiot! Fool! This was her chance to end this. Somehow. She had to! She had to!
He grabbed her both wrists with the precision of a hawk that captures fish. Tajena growled, snarled, pushed forward, but Elemir was an unmoveable rock. Instead, he clenched his fists, painfully scraping her bones against each other. Tajena yelped, baring her teeth, furiously pushing and pulling like a wild beast trapped underneath a boulder.
Elemir pushed her back inside the room, controlling her by inflicting pain, until he simply twisted her hands backward, forcing her down, on the floor. She had to kneel. Tajena bit her lower lip, and it bled down her chin, down her neck, dripping and staining the lavish Sumidan rug where they used to fuck.
“You look so good on your knees,” Elemir’s voice was disgusting, vile. His eyes were the colour of dried blood. The smirk on his face cut Tajena sharper than any blade ever had.
“Fuck you! You should die! Just die!”
“I will not. And neither will you. You will stay here. With me.”
Tajena growled again, gritting her teeth, but unable to break free, she spat in his face.
Elemir laughed shortly before pulling her up and spinning her around, twisting her arm so that she had to tiptoe. He pushed her toward the mirror and she could see them together. She could see her messed up hair, her filthy face, her bruises and cuts, and his perfect skin, flawless outfit, and shiny eyes. It was disgusting!
Elemir licked her spit off his cheek, smiling like a beast.
“I know how your spit tastes like Tajena. We kissed so many times. I tasted you so many nights.” He nuzzled her neck, slowly brushing his lips over her skin. Tajena pulled breath between her teeth, disgusted, revolted, barely holding back her scream.
“I will not let you leave again, do you hear me? Do you hear me?” Elemir pulled her hair back, exposing her neck even more. She could see the beating of her heart through her skin. The pulsating stream of her blood rushed through her body, boiling, scraping her vessels like it’s full of teeth. It hurt so much.
“I told you before, a long time ago, when we loved each other,” he continued. “When we cared for each other. I told you then, and I tell you now - you are mine. You will forever be mine. In life and in death. The whole of you.”
“Not whole of me!” Tajena hated that she saw tears shaking on top of her red eyelashes. She hated that her voice was cracking, breaking like a dry branch under heavy snow. But she believed in her words. They were true.
“Never whole of me, Elemir Juroš. I will never let you. But I know I’m defeated. I know I shall never break free from you.”
She finally looked him straight in the eyes. In the past, those eyes were like soft earth embracing the rays of summer sunlight. Those eyes were everything to her. And now they looked at her with scorn, distrust.
“You lie, bitch.”
An insecure note shook his voice. Tajena felt his grip losen. “Are you so scared of me?”
“Of course. I’m no fool. Not anymore.”
“My family is dead. My dominion is no more. My people are rotting on that battlefield. But I am still here, in this husk. Tajena Viogor and my cursed blood will never be yours. Not ever again. I will hate you, Jarilo, but I will surrender this body to you.”
The frown on Elemir’s face grew deeper as he bore his eyes into Tajena’s empty cold moons.
“Are you disappointed, my sun prince? Is this not what you wanted?”
Elemir snarled and turned Tajena toward himself, away from the lying mirror. But her eyes spoke the same words. She didn’t attack him, she didn’t object, or fight. Tajena’s hands lifelessly fell next to her body as her face tilted like doll’s on her lovely neck.
“Yes,” Elemir spoke in a flat, dead tone. “This is what I wanted. I’ll take that heartless husk of yours. I don’t care about rest. Strip for me. Now!”
And Tajena did. Her doublet fell to the expensive rug, her shirt, undergarments, all of it slid down, quietly hitting the floor, until she was completely naked. Tajena looked through the window and saw the first snow falling. It would cover her warriors’ cold bodies and turn red.
Elemir took her chin between his fingers, and ensnared both of her wrists in his other fist. They felt stronger and colder than any shackles.
"I really hate dogs," Elemir's statement breaks the calm of this wonderful evening.
Our walk took us quite some distance away from Svarograd and our entourage. On the outskirts of a meadow we came across a small village. There were only children playing in the snow, bristling with energy, cheeks red and plump like apples. Seven of them, I've counted, and two quite large dogs looking as dangerous as wolves.
"Why?" I ask him this every time, always hoping that I will somehow manage to change his mind at the end of the discussion. "I still can't believe that your mother's dogs were that bad."
"They were horrible little demons!" And here we go again. "They were evil, I'm telling you. And they hated me."
"They must've had a good reason - your mother told me you were horrible little demon yourself when you were five."
"No, Andesila was the demonic one. I was tragically misunderstood."
I couldn't help but giggle, even though I didn't believe a word.
The playing children moved further away leaving us alone. Evening fell on top of Hrs' bright-haired head and the cold breath flew by us, cutting our nostrils with sharp aromas of snow and smoke.
"I'm cold," says my big husband, pulling the bear fur covering his shoulders and back over his face.
I press my finger on my lower lip, amused. "Really?"
"Yes, really," he grunts, irked and a bit... embarrassed? "We don't have cold winters like these in Ubeja. Not with such strong winds."
"Strong winds?", I laugh, "It's a breeze."
Elemir turns toward me, his eye glaring at me like I'm dirt under his fingernails. It doesn't bother me, though - the blush of his cheeks wasn't that red before I started teasing him. And that's my victory.
Still, why stop there when there are even deeper shades to be coloured with. "Would you like my coat, oh my gentle husband?"
This time Elemir snorts. "I would take it but I wouldn't be able to cover a single shoulder blade with it." He waves with his amputated left arm. "Maybe just half of it?"
I hit him in the shoulder. "Well, sorry, that's all I can do for you at this moment."
He raises an eyebrow before grinning. "Is it now?"
Elemir towers over me, his smug smile affecting my lips as well.
"You know what else is cold?" he asks in low voice.
Even though I'm expecting a lewd joke, I still answer: "What?"
"My lips. Can you warm them up?"
Not lewd, but corny. "That's so cheesy, even coming from you."
"Maybe..." He takes me by the waist and pulls me closer to him. "But did it work?"
As he bends down, leaning in for a kiss, I press my gloved fingers over his lips and rub them like I’m cleaning some stubborn stain. “Better now?”
A short confusion flashes over his features before he realizes what have I done. With a smirk, he lowers his hand down my back and grabs my behind, pulling me up to his chest. “You little demon.”
“But only yours.”
I throw my arms around his neck and kiss his no longer cold lips.
