#m; haleth

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Blorbomaker

Stolen from @archaeval

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👀how do they feel about voyeurism? exhibitionism? haleth & krie!

Haleth: Haleth doesn't like attention, she doesn't enjoy being perceived, most of the time, (barring certain circumstances). However if a partner or someone with authority over her requested it of her, OF COURSE the loyal hound would obey!!

Krie: Krie would HATE it. He isn't patient, he's very handsy and hands on. Having to sit back and watch would be terrible and he would chew through his bone(r)s to get out of the situation, or get himself to his partner so he can do the job himself. He has no interest in exhibitionism himself, but would certainly be intrigued watching his partner expose themselves.

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💋do they like to kiss while having sex? do they cuddle afterward?

Haleth :

Haleth is generally more accustomed to casual sexual encounters, it's something she engages in occasionally when the time calls for it. In those instances it's more about physical gratification as opposed to intimacy — she wouldn't particularly enjoy kissing or cuddling as it's not the purpose.

With someone she does have feelings for, realized or not, she would adore kissing. Depending on the scenario, if she doesn't initiate, she would find it very erotic of her partner to seek out kissing, to layer on affections more meaningful than being some eager and willing piece of meat etc.

Cuddling afterwards with someone significant is an absolute enjoyment for her, though it's more likely she's so exhausted she passes out and snores. She's SOOO touched starved that cuddling itself would be a very intimate experience, as enjoyable as sex could be, potentially more— it's deeply personal to let someone hold her body tenderly instead of as a weapon.

Deon:

Deon is game for anything during sex, he's quite a casanova and excellent at kissing, and will really indulge in kissing especially to woo a partner. Deon will cuddle with a partner for the courteous amount of time, if the situation allows. If he's trying to lull them to sleep to spy on their dreams he would be a supreme cuddler, otherwise he's got somewhere else to be, or Tryn to meet up with. (Or he and Tryn make a terribly obvious excuse for somewhere they need to be.)

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𝟷𝟺. sender leans over the receiver’s writing and makes a noise of disagreement. made me think of nicholas teaching her how to read/write or he’s reading her a story OR 𝟷𝟶. sender burns the receiver’s holy oath away as they pledge themselves to the sender instead. (could be undead Haleth and they’re both under Purgatory??)

There seems to be a great deal of pressure, weighted behind her in crimson robes, floating stagnant like some horrible blood-drenched spectre. She can feel his tongue hitting his teeth before the sound is made, and the Knight, though clothed in her common clothes—layered shades of wine-berry red— clutches the quill in frustration, ink crawling up the surface of her fingers like a plague, expanding.

"What now?" She retorts, though looking at the jumbled letters she understands that something is not quite right by the way they intersect. Her eyes narrow towards the example, a dissonant scramble of lines. "I do not understand, I am writing as you say and this is the way it turns out."

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REVEALED: for receiver to slowly undress themselves while sender watches, but doesn't touch. oops

The fog of the bathing hall is thick, cumulonous clouds laced with the tang of iron and sweat. The last of the sunlight strikes low to the horizon, crimson promise of a wicked winter storm, sifting through the thin-slit windows so that they all looked drenched in succulent orange blood.

Amongst their pack of hounds, that rowdy collection of knights, Haleth is settled as one of many, drawing a bar along the planes of her body, a lucky tongue of soap, passing over and over, distracted to say the least— for her eyes are affixed firmly to the veiled sight of the slowest to undress, as if it is a purposeful call to her attention, to unwrap himself like spring's latest flower, in a way that entices her, teases her, begs her to aid, when he knows she cannnot.

Do her knees desire to bruise upon the uneven mosaic tile, to crawl upon him with the burning hunger of one thousand suns and quench herself— he can see it in her eyes, of that she is certain, meeting his gaze with a hairline of restraint, with darkness, with desperation.

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"Close your eyes. Do you trust me?"

"Trust you! Does the snow trust the cloud when it shivers and says it is time to jump? Do you think each flake peers hesitant, out from the foam-grey edges and down to the white earth where its brethren have since before fallen— that a cloud who refuses to leave the sky, mind you, says: go to the ground below, you first and only, and I shall not follow but watch... do they believe it? What spurs the snow then to jump? The trembling of the cloud shaking like a sinner caught by God himself, or the pressure of its peers as one by one they launch? That is, I do, and perhaps mortally and foolishly so, believe that they trust the clouds, that they close their eyes, and depart by their own will; that they hold their breath, for that must be what makes them tumble slowly, and float down, falling, gracefully, silently. And why a winter night, when the snow is just beginning, is such a quiet, peaceful affair, for thousands upon thousands of snowflakes are drifting, not because they believe inherently, but because despite everything, they have been given no reason to doubt or think otherwise so."

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Okay but who is on the cuck chair though

Definitely not Haleth.

If she had to watch her partner from the cuck chair I think the ire of her gaze would make the entire room feel like it was being hunted for sport.

Haleth is very monogamous and very loyal— so that being said, if this was something her partner was interested in enjoying as the watcher, Haleth would certainly participate (under the express clarity that her heart would not falter from the love of her partner and there would be lots of eye contact etc etc.)

If it's regarding her non-rp romance story, Sinitar is definitely in the cuck chair and it is Haleth with any of his brothers (not Ashan) or Tryn (partner deal with Deon.)

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Thinking about Haleth and her scars and the stretch marks on her skin and how it looks like the colour swirl of marble