I woke up and this is a thing again, so hereās more art of my Blood Elf former-Blood Knight turned Monk-in-Training, Naraki as always by the incredible @mandromeda
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I woke up and this is a thing again, so hereās more art of my Blood Elf former-Blood Knight turned Monk-in-Training, Naraki as always by the incredible @mandromeda
Miserable
āYouāre a miserable bitch. You know that, right?āĀ
Naraki looked up in the dark across the wrecked room, feeling the warmth of the cigarette in her hand and the cooling of the blood on her back. Her throat was raw and sore, her voice feeble and cracked in her own throat from misuse.Ā
She felt the bed shift under the weight of the person beside her and reflexively held the thistle-filled cigarette over, watching the burning ember start to fade in the dark then flare when it was plucked from her fingers.Ā
āWhat?ā The rasp of Tuoās voice made her grimace and she turned away when the flare of the cigarette partially illuminated the otherās face.Ā
āNevermind.ā She grunted through clenched teeth, grabbing her clothes off of the floor before letting herself out of the room.Ā
Iām on Fire
Every nerve was alert and aware and on fire. She had no idea that a single body could experience so many kinds of pain all at the same time. And no idea that so many of them could also feel so good.
The back of her thigh was starting to cramp and she shifted her weight imperceptibly, trying to stretch it out. She heard Tuo make a tutting sound and she went still immediately, her blurry gaze searching through the hazy dimness of the room.Ā
āI said be still.ā Naraki felt a gentle touch on the back of her head and closed her eyes, grinding her teeth around the tough gag in her mouth to keep down the whimper she could feel forming in her chest. She wouldnāt give the other woman the pleasure of hearing her whine.Ā
She did shudder though. A single, core-deep spasm as sweat beaded her forehead. The soft touch against her skull was just as agonizing as all the others had been.Ā
ā from Tuo!
From Naraki :*
I like you // I love you // Youāre one of my best friends // Youāre like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // Iād kill you totally try and kick your ass if I got the chance // Iām scared of you // I would adopt you // Iād date you // Iād sleep with you // Iād marry you // Iām worried about you // You confuse me // Youāre annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I feel protective of you // Iād invite you with me to parties // Iād lend you my money // Iād borrow your money // Youāre good-looking // Iām suspicious of you // Iām hiding something from you // Youāre fun // Youāre boring // Youāre nice // Youāre mean // Youāre smart // Youāre stupid // I look up to you // I think youāre a better person than me // I think Iām a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish Iād never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know that spot where your back meets your leg and you know all that stuff in that area you better
NOW FOR REVERSE. Tuo + Naraki!
She watched the other Blood Knight spar with a reserved expression and a dawning realization that she was incredibly turned on right now.
Mind-blowing, furniture-breaking, joint-cramping sex. Two attractive ladies with the physical prowess to keep the night going long and to handle whatever the other one can dish out. Should probably not happen until Naraki isnāt a total BK grunt anymore so there isnāt an abuse of power factor to consider. Neither is looking for a monogamous, long term relationship.
Naraki might not be very good at just āhanging outā. Like, thatās a thing? that people do? And weāre not fricking just sitting around and drinking or whatever? Uhā¦
What was Naraki's most passionate encounter? (From any strong emotion--anger, sexual, frustration, hatred so on)
Anger is the fuel that keeps Narakiās fire stoked. For someone so privileged she is so constantly furious. Her rage simmers just under the surface of absolutely everything she does. Although Naraki would technically be ideal ācourtingā material, her mother is solidly against political arrangements using her daughters flesh (arranged marriages) and has always been a proponent of letting her own bad or good decisions with minimal outside guidance. That said, the young Blood Elf still had her share of public mingling and parties to go to and for some inexplicable reason had attracted the attention of a young Blood Knight named Virson Firebrand. She had spikily rebuffed him in a way that could potentially be extrapolated as flirting and he maintained his interest. After a vicious row with her mother, Naraki visited Virson at his personal estate during a party for a tension release. There are only rumors about exactly what happened at that party, though a few things are generally agreed on. Naraki practically attacked Virson, who responded in kind. The fight seemed to be relatively equally matched - what Naraki lacked in training or finesse she made up for in outright strength and fury whereas Virson had several years of Blood Knight training behind him. Their whereabouts are unaccounted for for several hours though at some point another enormous fight broke out on the house grounds and swept in to encompass most of the guests remaining. Details are uncertain though there were dozens of injuries, some quite serious, and extensive property damage was done to the house and grounds. Shortly after Virson went out of his way to be assigned as far away as possible (though no one knows or can prove if the events are related) and Naraki was accepted into Blood Knight training.
Whipped into Shape
It wasn't the physical activity that was going to be the end of her. She had always been athletic and the exercises they did every day were nothing more difficult than she'd previously done on her own. It wasn't the early mornings that would finish her. Naraki had always been an early riser so bouncing out of her bunk an hour before dawn wasn't particularly difficult for her. It wasn't the mediocre food, the irritating people she lived with, the instructors getting up in her face and challenging her, daring her to fuck up. All of those things she could grit her teeth and deal with. Except...
Except...
If Garoa Sunjoy didn't stop snoring like a Goblin shredder in the middle of the night, Naraki was going to be forced to strangle her with her own ears. Sure. Otherwise, training was going just fine.
Biblioclasm: Is there something about themselves they wish fewer people knew about?; Ktenology: Have they ever planned a murder, whether serious or not? If so, describe what they planned to do. for Naraki
Biblioclasm: Naraki very frequently wishes that no one knew who her mother was. Insinuations of Nepotism (accurate though they usually are) follow her everywhere and itās next to impossible for her to do anything on her own merit without her motherās involvement without someone bringing the Magistrix up. Itās infuriating. Ktenology: She has never gone through with a murder and hasnāt really planned one more than āI swear if I ever ran across that asshole and there were no witnesses Iād totally cut his hands off and shove them up his⦠no, wait Iād shave all his hair off and make a rope and then Iād⦠NO I KNOWā¦ā