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Breathtaking Kiss - Sorin & Khouri :^ )

Breathtaking Kiss - It’s the kiss that you can’t do anything for a few seconds after, you keep your eyes closed with mouth agape of you try to let your mind process what happened.

The rain was coming down so hard that Khouri half wondered if they were at risk of drowning in their sleep. It came down loudly, thunder sounding in the distance on the tail of lightning strikes. Khouri wrapped his arms around himself and watched the world outside the cave fall to pieces, thankful that they were in here while nature raged out there.

“Here,” a low voice murmured behind him just as something warm nudged Khouri’s shoulder. Khouri looked up to see Sorin holding a bowl out to him. “Eat something before it gets cold.”

The scent of the soup was the one note of comfort this place had to offer, and Khouri took it eagerly in both hands. “Thank you,” he said softly, his voice nearly drowned out entirely by the storm. The bowl warmed his hands, his first sip warming the rest of him slowly but surely.

Sorin settled in beside him, close enough to feel without touching. “It’s a mess out there, huh?”

Khouri swallowed his mouthful as he nodded. “It doesn’t rain like this down in the Duskriven,” he said quietly, his voice nearly overtaken completely by the sound of the pouring rain.

Cool blue eyes watched him curiously. “It rains down there at all?” he asked, sounding surprised. “How does that work under the ground?”

He pointed up at the roof of the cave above their heads. “It drips from the rock,” he said, setting his soup aside, growing homesick the more he thought about it. “Trickles down. Never like this, though. This is…”

“Scary.”

Khouri looked at Sorin, and Sorin steadfastly stared at the storm in front of them. “Yeah,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around himself. “It’s scary.” Cold and angry and too strong to fight. He drew his knees close to his chest, missing Navidae terribly. “Navi always held me when it rained. I don’t think he liked it much either.”

“Hey.”

Khouri sighed, looking up. He had time to blink before Sorin curled his fingers in his hair and tugged him in for a kiss that surprised as much as it burned. His heart stuttered in his chest; his breath caught in his throat. Sorin’s tongue slipped past his lax lips, deepening it until Khouri forget about the storm entirely. Was that thunder he heard, or just the sound of his blood pounding between his ears? He didn’t know. He couldn’t know, and Khouri savored the not knowing while he could.

When it finally ended, when Sorin finally broke the kiss and pulled away, Khouri toppled against his shoulder, weak all over. He felt the man wrap him in his arms, coaxing him into his lap to sit with his back to Sorin’s chest. The storm raged, and Khouri just tried to breathe. His lips burned from the kiss. He couldn’t quite make himself open his eyes.

“If I had known shutting you up could be so easy, I would’ve done that awhile ago,” Sorin teased against his ear.

Khouri managed to whine pitifully, hiding his face in Sorin’s shirt. He thumped his fist against the man’s shoulder, too weak to do anything but make him laugh. A kiss that good should be illegal. “That’s not fair,” he mumbled. It wasn’t fair at all. A hand settled on the back of his head, petting him as he melted into Sorin’s warmth.

“I know,” Sorin said, rocking him gently. “But you’ll get over it.”

[kaosstar]

heart meme thing: Khorin ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my character’s heart…  

💔 Non-existent💗 Very low💗💗 A little💗💗💗 Hopeful💗💗💗💗 High💗💗💗💗💗 Maximumhnng, Khorin! I have a few characters who has opinions about him. xDZiminder for KhorinVISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)Hot damn.FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)Zim consider everyone he has met a friend.SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)

It’s been too long, Khorin. You need to meet up with Zim and Thav.ROMANTIC INTENT: 💔(hoping for a romantic relationship)They are both taken.Anne for KhorinVISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)Seriously Khorin, you are just the kind of guy she finds attractive.FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗(how close a friend they consider them)Low, since they’ve only met once at Vic’s party.SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)She’d love to flirt but wouldn’t take it further even if it’s tempting.ROMANTIC INTENT: 💔(hoping for a romantic relationship)She already has a hot man.Inea for Khorin (because she might have a tiny crush from a distance)

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)*fans self*FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💔(how close a friend they consider them)

She doesn’t know him.SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)

Oh yes.ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗(hoping for a romantic relationship)She knows he’s taken. NO, she did totally not look you up, Khorin… >.>

[empire-at-war]

Dusty old Drabbles (1/3)

Before I get to write the answeres to the Fic I won’t write game, here are some drabbles I actually wrote. Some of them have been gathering dust for a long time now...

Khorin/Ayessha – flirting - for @zid-man

Ayessha wished she still had her helmet on to hide her burning cheeks. Never had someone spoken to her like that. The other bounty hunter's words were crude, and dirty, leaving her unable to come up with a reply. She would never.... how could he suggest she.... were there really women who...

She quickly crossed her legs and stared at the Rattataki accusingly. He was still grinning broadly, “helping” her imagination with a lewd gesture. CURSE that man! She hoped she'd never have to work with him again.

Helyan/Varlin/Naya - forbidden - for @kaosstar

“Do you want her?” Hel asked, trailing his fingers over shivering green skin. “Yes,” Var'lin admitted, mouth suddenly dry. But I want you more, he thought, tearing his eyes from the naked girl's backside to stare in fascination as Hel adjusted his hard-on. He wanted those hands on himself more than anything else.  

“Come here,” Hel beckoned him closer, taunting him with a wicked smile, and without hesitating Var'lin followed the instructions of that silky voice, losing himself in fantasies and the pliant body beneath him.

[h4nnibalism]

Will Graham and the Nightmare Stag by Khorin

[empire-at-war]

Khorin's real name is Orejon Vexx. He changed it to Khorin Viijk shortly after leaving Rattatak and becoming a bounty hunter. No one else knows this because he refuses to talk about his past.

Vic always wanted to become a bounty hunter. When he was a kid he was a huge fan of a famous bounty hunter, a Rattataki who called himself Razer. He even owned a little holo-image of his idol. Little Vic was devastated when Razer was killed on the job.