Ring the knell and Death will answer
Lurid ♡
03-03-2023, 04:19 AM
R equiem had been fishing for a reaction from Lurid when he had mentioned Alastor, and his little fishing expedition had turned up pay dirt. Seeing the bitch goddess' iridescent eyes narrow and gleam with a bitter resentment at the mention of her fiancé—or former fiancé from the sound of it—brought a lopsided roguish grin to the degenerate's muzzle. His queen pressed her nose to his cheek, leaving behind a flush of warmth where she touched him. It might have been the alcohol at work, but no other woman's touch had ever left fire on his skin the way hers had. Lurid's words were cold and cruel and exactly what Requiem had been hoping to hear since he had been a yearling neophyte killer watching her betrothal challenge. How many nights had he spent dreaming of the alabaster goddess coming to him in the moonlight to declare her love for him, to name him her betrothed and to steal his breath away with her kiss and touch? What had once simply been the fantasies of a smitten adolescent had grown into a flame of yearning that the crimson brute had harbored all these years, each one adding fuel to the fire where time had apparently snuffed out that same flame in his rival. Ah well, Alastor's loss was Requiem's victory.
"I'd say I'm sorry for your loss, but I swore to never lie to you," remarked Requiem with a bit of a cheeky purr to his rough voice, his statement punctuated with a rumbling chuckle. "You're right. He would be here if he wanted to be. But I am." He was being bold, he knew this, but Requiem saw his opening, saw the need and the hunger in Lurid's eyes. He'd already lost her before; he wasn't going to lose her again. Lurid shifted then, turning to press her back into his side in a much more intimate cuddle, nestling her slender up into the smooth planes of taut muscle and plush fur that made up his. Electricity ran over his skin and burned like fire, turning that flame into the brute's belly into a raging wildfire. His core clenched hard and hot when his beauteous queen turned to smile at him with drunken delight, and it took all of Req's self control to keep from shoving his tongue in her mouth then and there. Gods above and devils below, she was so perfect...!
The words Lurid spoke to him sent fire coursing through the dire brute's veins like lava, his heart racing with an excitement he hadn't felt in an age. Here, alone together on the vessel that would become her palace, Lurid was cutting loose of the bonds of decorum and letting herself be free with him. And so Requiem would do the same for her. Grinning like a hungry predator, the devil wolf lifted a giant paw to drape his strong foreleg across Lurid's side, pulling her closer into an intimate spooning position where she was the little spoon tucked up into the curve of his frame. "Tu me honoras, Blodreina," he replied, letting the paw draped across her begin a slow trail of his digits up and down the smooth, slender side of her belly and following the feminine curve of her waist, touching the Amarix empress as if she were the most precious thing in the world. Her fur felt so soft under his paw, her body so warm and supple pressed up into him... It made Requiem hungry like he'd never been before. "Perhaps it would be prudent of you to put your prospective Haihefa to the test first... Let him prove he can keep you satisfied."
Still giving Lurid that predacious grin, Requiem decided to go all in on the moment. The paw that rested on Lu's waist slowly slid up her side, tracing along the silky fur of her underbelly and up over the side of her neck with the most delicate of touches until his paw reached the underside of the goddess' jaw. Cupping her jaw, Req tilted Lurid's muzzle up while he brought his down to meet hers, connecting their mouths in a slow yet intensely passionate kiss. That first contact felt like touching a live wire. Every nerve in Requiem's body suddenly came to life, singing with fire as his brain exploded with euphoria. Silver and black eyes slowly slid closed while he savored the contact, murring against his queen's lips, tasting the wine on her mouth and breath. His paw released her jaw and slid down her throat again, returning to its place around her waist to slowly yet insistently tug white-furred hips back to nestle snugly up against his own crimson-furred hips, holding Lurid the way a woman of her prominence deserved to be held and treated—like a veritable sex goddess come to earth to grace their unworthy world with her divine beauty—while he began to show her why he had always been meant to be her husband.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
"I'd say I'm sorry for your loss, but I swore to never lie to you," remarked Requiem with a bit of a cheeky purr to his rough voice, his statement punctuated with a rumbling chuckle. "You're right. He would be here if he wanted to be. But I am." He was being bold, he knew this, but Requiem saw his opening, saw the need and the hunger in Lurid's eyes. He'd already lost her before; he wasn't going to lose her again. Lurid shifted then, turning to press her back into his side in a much more intimate cuddle, nestling her slender up into the smooth planes of taut muscle and plush fur that made up his. Electricity ran over his skin and burned like fire, turning that flame into the brute's belly into a raging wildfire. His core clenched hard and hot when his beauteous queen turned to smile at him with drunken delight, and it took all of Req's self control to keep from shoving his tongue in her mouth then and there. Gods above and devils below, she was so perfect...!
The words Lurid spoke to him sent fire coursing through the dire brute's veins like lava, his heart racing with an excitement he hadn't felt in an age. Here, alone together on the vessel that would become her palace, Lurid was cutting loose of the bonds of decorum and letting herself be free with him. And so Requiem would do the same for her. Grinning like a hungry predator, the devil wolf lifted a giant paw to drape his strong foreleg across Lurid's side, pulling her closer into an intimate spooning position where she was the little spoon tucked up into the curve of his frame. "Tu me honoras, Blodreina," he replied, letting the paw draped across her begin a slow trail of his digits up and down the smooth, slender side of her belly and following the feminine curve of her waist, touching the Amarix empress as if she were the most precious thing in the world. Her fur felt so soft under his paw, her body so warm and supple pressed up into him... It made Requiem hungry like he'd never been before. "Perhaps it would be prudent of you to put your prospective Haihefa to the test first... Let him prove he can keep you satisfied."
Still giving Lurid that predacious grin, Requiem decided to go all in on the moment. The paw that rested on Lu's waist slowly slid up her side, tracing along the silky fur of her underbelly and up over the side of her neck with the most delicate of touches until his paw reached the underside of the goddess' jaw. Cupping her jaw, Req tilted Lurid's muzzle up while he brought his down to meet hers, connecting their mouths in a slow yet intensely passionate kiss. That first contact felt like touching a live wire. Every nerve in Requiem's body suddenly came to life, singing with fire as his brain exploded with euphoria. Silver and black eyes slowly slid closed while he savored the contact, murring against his queen's lips, tasting the wine on her mouth and breath. His paw released her jaw and slid down her throat again, returning to its place around her waist to slowly yet insistently tug white-furred hips back to nestle snugly up against his own crimson-furred hips, holding Lurid the way a woman of her prominence deserved to be held and treated—like a veritable sex goddess come to earth to grace their unworthy world with her divine beauty—while he began to show her why he had always been meant to be her husband.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
Warning: Requiem is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
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