R18 Phaicest Dead Dove ramblings under cut. Don't like, don't read!
Tw: gore (golden blood), organ exploration
Wrote this on discord a few weeks ago.
Phaireaverkhas where Phainon and Reaver sticks their hands into Khaslana's body cracks (especially the chest one). Feel their way through the molten golden blood, roaming inside. All the while Khaslana is sooooo sensitive because it's literally their hands going inside the metaphysical area of his body. And he can feel them, every inch of their hands roaming inside, touching the deepest, deepest part of him. So gentle, so reverent, yet unrelenting all the same, determined to explore everywhere inside him.
Khaslana is twitching rapidly, his back arched, while Phainon and Reaver stuck more fingers inside other cracks and hold his body in place. Lana's back is arched as he spasmed continuously until finally, Phainon grasped Khaslana's heart within his palm. Gently, so reverent and worshipping, phainon palmed the hot beating organ, and then squeeezee oh so gently. Once.
Lana's eyes widened as he let out a primal garbed scream. His body is on fire. Phainon continued to caress and squeeze his heart. Patting it gently, rubbing his palm around. Khaslana is thrashing so hard the earth around them creaked, the roof crumbles slightly, but reaver is locking him in such vicious grip he cannot let go.
Every sensation is burning him, every coreflames set alight when Phainon and Reaver's hands played his body like harpstrings. Behind him, Reaver stuck his fingers inside and found the back of his ribcages, down to the spine. Khaslana feels so weak, so hot, his body is burning painful so good and it's melting his body. He screamed to the rhythm of Phainon's caress of his heart. His back arched frantically as reaver messed with his golden intestines. Golden ichor ran down his nose as khaslana continued to scream, warble, cry, whine, plead for them to stop, don't stop, it's too much, don't stop, more, please please please please help it's too much please—
It's fortunate that they were hidden in some time pocket faraway from Okhema. In this serene twilight ruins, only the golden wheat and afternoon sky will be the witness of Khaslana's passionate breaking.
And they did this after many rounds of tender lovemaking, so everyone is already very sensitive. They were in particularly sappy melancholy mood, which led to this (take my heart, take my body, everything in me is yours type of situation)
By the way, the golden ichor from Khaslana's cracks indeed burn terribly. It's just Phainon and Reaver are so freaky about Khaslana and so gorilla that they think little of the hearing burning heat that literally decimate their hands. They just Want To Be Even More Intimate With Lana, That's All.
Woohoo for Lana internal organ exploration☺️☺️☺️ Phainon and Reaver would crawl inside his ribcage if they could! And Lana will crack his whole body for them if they so wanted ☺️☺️☺️
Lana is so fucked out and so sensitive, it's a wonder how his brain is not fried yet. Do not attempt if you're not Khaslana‼️
Phainon will withstand the burning of lava just to be inside Khaslana. Let's just say his Deliverer power and The Power Of Love™️ are what makes him able to stand the burn of golden ichor.
Reaver is so gentle and languid yet will not STOP he's so stubborn and wants to make Khaslana melt to puddle. Despite his numb body, the inside of Khaslana feels so pleasantly warm that he keeps on chasing that sensation, curious fingers swimming inside that viscous golden blood (to Khaslana's mindmelt)
They all go to visit Hyacine afterwards and got thick bandages around their hands ☺️