I have two prompts: 1 reader grabs Akridon by horns and kisses him 2: she makes him a flower crown
He didn’t know where he was, and he didn’t know how they got there.
Her gentle touches traced his chest, a soft giggle emanating from her chest, the knight that held her against him let out a raspy laugh, incapable of keeping a straight face while she made such lovely sounds.
“I didn’t think I’d ever have this.” Holding her close, the fragrant flowers surrounding them painted the landscape like a masterful painting as he showed her one of the few places one might find peace in Sentinel Prime.
Yes, he had taken her there, had he not?
“But here you are.” She smiled up at him, he returned the gesture, enjoying finally having a moment of respite in his busy life as the first commanding Hall Master.
He could see his brothers marching in the distance, was that Sash?
Somehow they were all there, he’d forgotten the battle he’d fought moments before, it seemed more a distant memory than anything.
“Here I am.” Smiling and letting her fingers trace over his many scars she hummed a silent tune, he listened attentively.
“Sing for me.” Growing silent she glanced upward towards emerald green eyes, unsure of what he would like to hear.
“I can’t sing.” Giving an usure shrug she returned to his scars, inquiring about their origins and he played along for a while before once again asking the same thing.
“You sing me a song close to your heart, and I’ll sing you one of mine.” The offer was too good to give up, even though it meant she would possibly embarrass herself in front of the headhunter.
“Sleep on me, feel the rhythm in my chest, just breathe
I will stay so the lantern in your heart won't fade”
As you sang the sentinel closed his eyes, relaxing against the wall you’d been leaning back against.
“Kiss my lips, feel the rhythm of your heart and hips
I will pray so the castle that we've built won't cave”
She reached up towards his horns as he became distracted, tugging at them gently as to bring his lips down towards hers, placing a loving and warm kiss onto his smiling lips.
Horns? It didn’t matter, he was at peace, she was happy, that’s all that mattered
Hands grabbing on to you hungrily he sighed into the kiss, the scenery, your singing, his home planet not showing any signs of decay or battle, he never wanted to awaken.
If this was a dream let him sleep.
He never wants to wake up if it means leaving this behind.
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Lavender, a symbol of their love and devotion towards each other.
Amaryllis, for the pride he held in protecting that which he held dear.
Gladiolus, a heavy stem to remember his revered honor.
All woven around a bundle of Cypress she tied the final ends together, holding the crown in front of her as the blue flames surrounding them lit her work. As she inspected it her eyes remained dry, for she had no more tears to shed.
The crown would be unlike anything this or any other world had ever seen, the past kings and queens of Argent D’Nur would envy it even from within their grand marble and gold mausoleums.
The hundreds of bell towers of Sentinel Prime rang not for sorrow, but to announce the arrival of their mightiest warrior into the halls of legends.
Those unfortunate enough to find themselves enemies of Argent D’Nur would tremble before the deafening chorus of metal striking metal, those allied to her would bow in respect as the warriors marched past them.
Stepping forward she held her head high, the sentinels standing guard remained silent out of respect, ever vigilant as the crown was placed upon the knight's head, a silent and broken kiss placed against his cold and torn lips.
“Find us a place of peace, and I will join you once again when the time is right.”
As the pyre was lit wild wraithfire sparks shot up and out from the flames, floating towards the pitch black night sky, becoming one with the stars above and shining down upon her once again.
Hear the bells all who dare oppose us.
Feel their toll against your chests.
Tremble as it drowns out your own heartbeat.
Fear what they bring.
For we will show no mercy.