❤️ first kiss / realization
🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling
💛 reunion kiss / relief
💚 true love’s kiss / magic kiss / healed
💜 surprise kiss / impulsive kiss
(your choices of ships)
❤️ First Kiss/Realization
[Maybe canon for them? 6.4]
Fuyu'li took off running as soon he passed through Meghaduta's aetheryte. It had been too long since he last left Radz-at-Han. He'd heard word that his young savior had not been seen in some time and had not a single ounce of rationality about it.
The Garlean researcher panted as he hit the top of the steps, hurrying to the pillar where he'd oft meet with Varshan. Though many were gathered at the steps of the Radiant Host's dwelling, none were his lord. Tail thrashing, he ran up to a guard, ignoring the instant yet expected look of discomfort.
"Master Varshahn! I hear he is missing! Has something happened to him!? Has he been injured!? I have been detained for this past year through the near Calamity!"
"Calm yourself, Garlean. He has taken off to Mehryde's Meyhane on a walk to acquaint himself better with his new legs."
Fuyu'li staggered at the other's words. "New legs," he repeated, visceral images of the boy walking upon magitek appendages.
Not waiting for clarification, he returned to the aetheryte, aethericly vaulting himself across Radz-at-Han to his next destination. Rounding a corner, he crashed into the firm chest of an Au Ra, sending bouncing back on his tail.
"Apologies," the Keeper breathed out, getting his senses together before looking up.
His eyes went wide as they met a familiar red gaze, though a good three/four fulms higher than it should have been.
"No, the fault lies with me. I was in my head," the Auri man answered before his expression widened in recognition, "Fuyuki?"
The Garlean froze, hearing the nickname curiously leave the man's lips. He covered his mouth then turned his head in embarrassment.
"That name…did your little brother tell it to you," he asked, taking Au Ra's hand as it was offered, electricity moving through him as fingers met palm.
"Little brother? I am the youngest of my…siblings. I thought you knew this? Ah, you are confused by my appearance. I am Varshahn."
Fuyu'li shook his head, "Impossible. I am seeing the impossible. I could not have been away longer than a year. I will say Au Ra physiology alludes me; however, you going from a boy to man in such a short amount of time. Was this the result of more research into the void or magicks gone awry!?"
Varshahn blinked then put his knuckle to his lips, thinking for a moment. "Perhaps it is time I should tell you everything…come with me. I shall treat you to a meal and tell you my story.
Fuyu'li listened quietly, happy for the privacy of a far off table. What he heard sounded like something out of a story tail, but the pieces he'd been missing in his search for the boy's no, dragon's sister came together in a clearer light. Upon being appraised of the most recent events regarding the trip to the void, the Miqo'te was left with his appetite ruined, picking at the remnants of his naan and curry with his fork.
"So you found others more suited to help you in your search of Azdaja," he said softly.
"Yes. My new friends have made far more progress than I had dared to dream. Though, I fear now my hope is precariously held by the Warriors of Light victory over Golbez's Zeromus…That aside…I am surprised the truth of who I am was more of a point of interest for you."
"It matters not who you are, only that my life is yours. I swore fealty to you. I should have been here and yet I was trying so hard to find you someone who could have saved your sister. I met with many who possessed the Echo. Those who gifts manifested in a special manner I sought to use to find Azdaja…But I ended up being manipulated to serve another's purpose believing it to be your own. Pray, do not make me expand upon their method. I was their unwitting puppet and though I had them in my grasp, in the end I could not ask them to help me after what I almost had done. I would…I would have imperiled many for your sake, but I knew no matter how much you wished to unite with your beloved sister, you would not have anyone else pay the price."
"Your dearest one."
Y'zel Tia's voice tumbled around in his mind as he touched his chest. His Master had appeared to him then. He struggled with accepting it though he understood the logic. His life was saved and given a new purpose. A love based on honor and gratitude. It has never made his heart quake, and yet, that his savior was this immortal being housed now in a man. It shook him.
"I have caused you to suffer on my behalf. I apologize," Varshahn cut through, large scaled hand coming to rest on Fuyu'li's shoulder.
The Keeper swallowed, looking from the hand up to the still gaze of his Master. He shook his head, "I would gladly take any pain from you if it meant your prosperity, though, I now find myself even more useless to you than before," he started, looking at his hand before curling it into a fist, "I was too weak to be your sword and shield, though apparently you needn't one. Too weak to protect the home you love. Too weak to have seen through the fog of my devotion to have found you useful tools to find your beloved sister. Any suffering has been of my own inferiority. But I will not stop until I see all your dreams fulfilled. My life, as small as it is, is yours."
"You have gifts and you sought to use them for myself. Despite your self doubt you persevere. That in itself shows your strength. Many have served me in the past and yet now I find some many people who care for me and a being they've not met, because I care for them. I'm sure there is room for you and your strength among them.
It is funny. I had a thought earlier that one of my new friends finds themselves a stranger in a strange land and at times does not know what to do as they encounter new feelings and then it occured to me…That I am as like you. I suppose I do not like feeling so otherwise.I've long felt love for my people here…but it had not occurred to me how much that love has come from being able to walk at their sides and learn to empathize in ways that are not inherent to my kind. It is embarrassing to think of myself as I really am.
And now I'm feeling a bittersweet wave of emotion. Joy that you see and speak of your failing as if Azdaja was your own sister. That you care for me so much. But there's sadness too. Not that it proves fruitless in, but because I can sense how hard you've tried just for me and to have returned finding me changed and an explanation that begs mosts' belief."
"Do not spare a single thought on that. It was your character that has taken hold of my heart. Your shroud clearly has served a great purpose.
Varshahn put his hand to his cheek, rubbing it lightly, "I do not like how easily this homunculus reacts to flights of emotion. It must be exhausting to have such things show and be able to do little to mask it."
"Have I done something to offend," Fuyu'li asked.
"No. Not at all. It was just a fleeting thought. Another mortal impulsion I don't quite understand. Perhaps, as you might say, I should go change. And yet I'm curious to see if I'm indeed reflecting that which you have suddenly set upon me."
"You should be comfortable young master, no…m lordship," Fuyu'li said, quickly getting up to give the Au Ra a salute before continuing,"If my presence has becoming taxing please retire and I shall make myself available to you when you call. Until then I shall speak with your retainers to find ways to be useful by your next tribe through to the void."
Varshahn stared then stood, nodded, moving to pass by the other only to stop.
"Fuyuki."
The Miqo'te swallowed as the name sounded out in the mature tone. His heart hastened as he felt a palm on his cheek gently guiding him to look at his Master before finding their faces gravitating toward one another. It was a brief embrace, and Fuyu'li committed every millisecond of it to memory. The slight pressure of Varshan's finger tips. The faint burn of curry. The stoic withdrawal, no tell as to what the intentions were behind
"Goodnight," was all the Au Ra offered in the wake before leaving him to his own thoughts.
Fuyu'li slumped down into chair in a daze while in the distance Varshahn stopped, touched his heart, then moved on to blip through to another aetheryte.
🧡 Lazy Kiss
The sun was high over the Amethyst Shallows. With the recent move, Ioh'juhn had found a means to dock a small dinghy behind the house, perfect for small getaways and lazy afternoon fishing trips.
His pole set fixed over the edge, bobber floating about waiting to be pulled under while he laid back in a nest of pillows and blankets, Y'zel on one side, a bucket of ice and "borrowed" champagne on the other.
"This is the life Kitter," he sighed, arms behind his head before rolling his head to kiss the top of the other's ear.
Y'zel rose, smiling softly as he strokes the other's cheek.
"Yes it is my sweet Catter. Do you know what would make this a perfect day," Y'zel cooed, walking his fingers down the Keeper's chest
Ioh'juhn beamed moved his hand to the waist and of his trunks, "Oh yes. I think I do!"
The other Miqo'te beamed then was suddenly stuffed upward by a magiteck claw as four nouliths came down, piercing the four corners of the boat. It capsized quickly, Ioh forced to scrambled out of the water and onto a few floating planks.
"What the fuck Kitter," he called out, watching Y'zel be carried up to the back of the house and let down next to Violet as she recalled her weapons and Nyx with a controller in her hands.
"Next time you'll pick me first," Y'zel shouted before leaving in a huff.
💛 Reunion Kiss/Relief
[6.4]
Leon grunted as he felt his leg ache. Still, his fear had gotten the best of him. In his old armor he clanged through Aporia, spear in hand, ready to join his employers in combat for Y'zel's sake.
As he approached the lift, the door opened, the party of eight spilling out with Claudien being supported by Y'zel as they moved along.
"You're safe," he the Elezen breathed out as he lifted his visor, rushing to help support the Hyur before seizing the back of Y'zel's head and kissing him hard, possessively even despite holding the other's primary up in his arms.
"Yes, we are," Y'zel breathed out, fluttering a bit as he put his ringed hand up against Leon's.
A shiver ran down the Elezen's spine. The worst of his fears assuaging slowly. Claudien seemed in tact which meant Y'zel would not be entertaining his reckless anxieties no longer. They could be family, a strange one that he didn't quite have his head around, but one none the less.
💚
Keith smiled as he tucked in G'khenna and Khloe into bed, happy to have a little relief from the constant fighting between them. He knew not how long the peace would last. Raha almost always seemed to have some sort of Scion business when the girls decided they could tolerate each other long enough to insist they were best friends and wanted a sleepover.
"Alright. Sleep tight little adventures," he sang before heading for the door.
"Wait! Tell us a story," G'khenna called out.
"Please Mr. Keith!"
Keith rubbed the back of his head. "Ah. I guess I've got one…" he started.
Upon an era long ago, a Miqo'te prince with ruby red eyes was imprisoned in a Crystal Tower by an evil wizard. Prince after Prince was sent to save him by the king of the realm, but each time the wizard would defeat them by using the darkness in their hearts to turn them into monsters. With the magic of the tower and the wizard's army, the prince and evil captor lived a long time until forgotten and the tower became hidden by a dark fog.
One day a simple, handsome Hyur was wondering through a forest and became lost in the fog. He felled monster after monster until, tired, he arrived at the tower. Seeing a window, he looked up and spotted the prince reading a high window.
"Please. May I have water," he begged.
"I cannot leave this place. You should go or the wizard here will turn you into a monster."
"Are you trapped?"
"Yes, I am cursed so that I cannot leave the tower. Many came to save me, but you will not find no glory or honor rescuing me from here. You will become a monster like the rest."
"Well. There must be a way to break the curse. I'm sure I'll be okay. Why don't you lower your tail and I'll climb up to you?"
The prince sighed and closed his book, letting the Hyur scale his tail and come into the window. He was surprised that the man remained unaltered.
"Can I have that glass of water now?"
The prince obliged and once the Hyur was satiated, helped him leave the way he came.
"I'll be back to check on you and look for a way to uncurse you," he called out.
The prince sighed, not believing him. Yet, the prince did return with all sorts of trinkets and potions that he was told would work. None did though. Still, the prince grew fond of the adventurer and looked forward
The wizard soon noticed his army dwindling and felt the prince's happiness start to radiate and kill the fog. Wanting the prince's despair to last forever, he poisoned his drink with a sleeping draught telling him the only way he'd ever be with his Hyur again is in his dreams. Realizing what was about to happen, he wrote, "I love you, wake me with a kiss" then fell asleep, trapping his tail in the window seal.
Upon the Hyur's return, he climbed the tail then found his friend asleep with his note. His heart beat fast as he looked at the prince, finding him beautiful even if he snored loudly and whipped his tail in his sleep. Kneeling over him, and with his clear expressed consent, he kissed him. An aetheric pulse burst from their lips, the curses lifted. The fog vanished and the monsters faded into nothing. The great wizard evaporated and screamed as the purity of their love washed over him.
The tower liberated and the prince free, they re-established the forgotten kingdom together, married, and lived happily ever after with their beautiful daughters. The end."
"That was awful daddy," G'khenna sighed.
"You didn't even tell Khloe and Khenna about the battles. Skipped over them to the mushy stuff! Khloe gets much better stories from adventurers' sticker books."
"Have papa Raha come tell us a better story! He has been on real adventurers'."
"Well I'm glad you two have united against a common cause, but it is bedtime," he pointed out, switching the light out and earning disappointed mewls and boos.
Outside the room, he sighed until struck several times by a tail.
"I don't snore Keith!" his husband hissed before stomping off.
💜 Surprise Kiss
Asa rubbed his brow after he finished his letter, requesting Y'zel return to work for a time so that he could focus on his coming wedding and to get in contact with the young girl claiming to be his niece.
Reclining in his chair, he let out a breath, scrunching his face as he tried to think of anything else but the work ahead and what he might come back to. As he tried to empty his mind, he felt his lap become heavy and lips upon his own. Startled upright, his hand went around his fiance's waist, instinctively preventing her from falling.
"Eliose…we're in my office."
"Really? I wondered why there was a desk in front of you and the other's were avoiding the gloom emanating from the door. Are we in Dravania too," she mocked, hand stroking through his hair, "I have locked the door so your image as a no-nonsense brutal tyrant of a leader can be maintained."
"Good," the man answered before sinking back into his chair, closing his eyes, a hint of a smile on his face.