#sim vitale

[mahvaladara]

Greetings from Strangerville

[mahvaladara]

I am alone

I am alone, Alone I am. Distraught and lost, Weak and frail.

To stand this low,

My mind betrays, And frustration yells For I to fail.

My will, my want, To never fall, So powerless and small.

I will for power, and power alone.

I am alone.

~Shah Kier Tai

[mahvaladara]

“I say we go that way.”

“V, my luv, no offence but you have the sense of direction of a blind bat in broad daylight during a music festival!”

“That is somewhat of an exaggeration! I have only gotten lost trice!”

“That’s not the way to our trailer.”

“Who spoke of trailers? I certainly didn’t.”

“You little vixen, you are are going to get us lost.”

“Is really the concept of us getting lost together in the wilderness that appalling to you?”

“We’re going to dihydrate in the middle of the desert.”

“You forget I have the power to make it rain, ijit, so I believe our chances of survival are vast. So let’s go get lost.”

“Why do you want to go get lost in the desert?”

“I wish to monopolize you to myself.”

“Ooooh! You should have started with that.”

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Perhaps he could be blamed for it. Jumping head first into a portal dragging Vitale behind because it could be an “adventure”. Being dragged through a psycadelic ride through a reality bending wormhole somewhere new. He was the first come to, and somehow, reality, seemed different almost, unreal. But in overall everything seemed normal, he could hear the birds, feel grass and smell the pine trees in the wind. At his side, Vitale was unconscious, eyes closed.

“Ugh... Vita... Are you awake?”

Jeremiah turned to his side, waving a hand over Vitale’s face.

“V?”

No answer.

“Still out, I see...”

“Well, the longer you’re out, the more time I have with you before you try to murder me...”

He was certain Vitale was going to throw a fit for this. After all they went through the last year, Jeremiah pulling him through a hole in reality to go on “adventure”.

Jeremiah grinned, poking the man’s beautiful pink lips on pale skin.

“Heh, you’re so beautiful?”

Vitale stirred, eyes opening slowly, lashes fluttering as green eyes fell on him.

“Wanderer?” 

“Vita? Are you alright?”

“... I am going to murder you!”

“There’s my V!” Jeremiah scoffed.

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Vitale got up first, looking around. He didn’t recognize the hoods where they were, nor the cliffs nearby. It seemed they had landed in the middle of nowhere. Damn dragons and their dragon breaks through reality and time. Where had Jeremiah brought him?

“Where are we?”

“I have absolutely no idea. But we’re alive! We didn’t die! And no wild animals have tried to eat us yet! Or demons!”

“I told you not to do this!” Vitale groaned.

“V, luv, come on! It’ll be fun!”

“It was being fun just fine in our reality before you decided to try and break it!”

“Okay! I didn’t break it! You’re the one with the powers to break it! I just decided to Wander! It’s not bad! We’re fine! Stop being so uptight like you have a broom up your ass! Have some fun with your beautiful demon hunting dragon boyfriend, and stop being a dicktwat!”

“The eloquence of your vocabulary never ceases to amaze me!” Vitale groaned.

"Just help me up, Vita!” And Jeremiah tugged Vitale’s arm.

“Ugh!” Vitale sighed. “You’re lucky you’re handsome!”

“I have a face to die for!” Jeremiah winked.

“Continue and I shall rearrange it!” Vitale groaned.

[mahvaladara]

Greetings from Strangerville

"I feel vulnerable without the nightmares... After the Qliphoth and the Oroth, I find the demon flora more threatening than any demon king.”

“You don’t need to feel vulnerable without your demons, you have me. I’ll keep you safe with my life.”

[mahvaladara]

I am finally home and I just needed to edit a few pics of these two being adorable and in love so I feel a little less lonely.

[mahvaladara]

So @kericacathouse asked me to post more V.

I only have spicy V and Wanderley...

So NSFW Headcanons for their SPICY relationship with pics. Pics above, headcannons bellow... hope you enjoy.

On their spicy relationship, though sex doesn’t happen often, V and Wanderley are a fun couple. V is “young” to the world of sensations, so Wanderley loves introducing him to new things. New games, new positions, new experiences.

They’re both dominant in nature, V was Vergil, so much like Vergil, he likes being in control. Wanderley on his own hand is used to be being stronger, he’s also used to a “protector” role and as a result being the one also in control. But has a “protector”, he’s much more willing to relinquish control out to V than V himself.

The bright side is that they’re both well adapted to one another. Their relationship grows around acceptance and support, so in the end, giving each other pleasure becomes more important than taking it for themselves.

So, in the bed (tub, wall, floor, desk, wherever they get frisky) who gets to lead the reins becomes a bit of a game the two love. A battle of wits and will and sensations. Where the end objective is not so much to get pleasure but to make the other come undone. To be responsible for giving the other pleasure.

Wanderley is usually the one to top, as he is a lot stronger than V physically. He usually ends up overpowering V easily, and from there out is just pressing all of V’s buttons to slowly break down his defiance until he’s a whimpering mess. Because V is defiant and he is not about to let Wanderley do what he wants without making him work for it. 

V likes being pampered, being loved, being drowned in sensations and emotions to the point he loses himself in the pleasure. Lips, tongue, fingers, skin on skin, laced with adorations and a well-placed compliment. But if Wanderley’s not quick enough though, V, sometimes subverts it into a situation where depending on his mood he can power bottom or take complete control over the situation.

Much like Wanderley knows V’s buttons, V also knows all of Wanderley’s little secrets and how to handle the lightkeeper ‘till he’s a whimpering obedient puppy. From using his voice, his fingers, his lips and tongue. All things V himself adores.

It’s overpowering Wanderley to get on top that is hard. But when he gets to that point, Wanderley just lets V do to him whatever he wants. From there on out, the lightkeeper is putty on the summoner’s hands. 

V, however, has recently discovered that sneak attacks are awesome. These are usually when he catches Wanderley distracted, changing clothes or after a bath with his back turned. Sometimes just bending over a book, or on the workbench fletching or doing special arrows.

V just walks up to Wanderley and wraps around his lover’s waist then places a soft kiss on the shoulder, before tracing kisses and nibbles up his neck, and whispering colourful words of all the things he wants to do or is imagining, all the ways he’s going to have Wanderley undone under him, before nibbling on the lobe of his ear. 

He presses his body against Wanderley’s, locking the man against him. Sometimes going as far as to use his cane to assert his dominance. To show him he’s not going anywhere unless V says so, while he explores the man’s body with his slender fingers.

That’s more than enough to send that jolt of want and desire up Wanderley’s body. But that’s also the event horizon because that’s the moment he can’t let Wanderley turn around. If he turns around, V’s going to be the one on his back, and that’s not what he wants. 

No, V’s the one in control. 

He has to have Wanderley undone on his hands now. So V usually starts tending to his lover's arousal immediately, both front and back, preparing him, edging him to the point he’ll be bending over on his own volition, all ready and flustered for V to take. While V coaxes him with sweet words, and sultry voice. And at this point. V gets to do whatever he wants. 

And they love it rough, they love it tender, they just love it.