Ring the knell and Death will answer
Lurid ♡
03-08-2023, 04:28 PM
A t any moment now, Requiem expected himself to wake up from this living dream and find himself hungover and reeling from whatever bender he had gone on. Surely that could be the only logical explanation as to how he had ended up in bed with the most beautiful of creatures to ever descend upon this unworthy world, Lurid wrapped up in his arms and pressing herself to his body with all the wanton desire he had always fantasized of. He kept waiting for that moment of heartbreaking awakening as this dream shattered around him, but it never came. The dream didn't stop when she spoke in hungry tones in her lilting lyrics of how she had always wanted him. The dream didn't stop when he kissed Lurid, and it didn't stop when she kissed him back, the sounds he pulled from her enough to drive any man wild with lust. The dream didn't stop when her paws looped around his neck and her digits tangled in his thick scruff, nor did it end when he felt her lips part his and tasted her tongue invading his maw, responding with a lecherous and ravenous growl of his own into their heady kissing. This was no dream. Requiem was truly living his greatest fantasy!
T hough his mind was having a time trying to realize that this was reality, his body was already well on the way to preparing for what would follow their heavy making out. He knew Lurid was a sensual and passionate beast, and it seemed that age and maturity had unleashed the goddess' carnal side in full force. Requiem groaned low in his throat, the rumbling sound pouring into Lurid's mouth through their kiss as the dire brute gave himself over to his queen. His blood was lava in his veins, scorching his soul from within. The alabaster fae stoked that wildfire in his core until it blazed out of control, heat and tension growing unbearable low in his belly and groin. She shifted their bodies, pulling him closer until suddenly he found himself on top of the ethereal goddess herself. With his body pressing down into hers, Req could feel the svelte form of Lu's slender stomach pushing up into his, the luxurious softness of her coat as it mingled with his wherever they touched. She was burning hot to the touch and he could feel the rapid percussion of her heart pounding in time against his. It was all such a sensory rush, making the crimson wolf's head spin and swim as if he were drunk on the finest of spirits. Never before had anything made him feel this way—no liquor, no woman, no kill nor victory. Lurid was an experience all in of herself, one Requiem never wanted to end. He would happily have suffocated as she smothered him with these sensations.
E ventually the ache for oxygen grew too great for the two newfound lovers, and with a gasp of the cool arctic air Requiem found his lips parted from Lurid's, though never more than an inch or two away. Dark eyelids flickered open until his argent gaze met his goddess' holographic jewels, watching the way they practically glowed in the dark and smoldered with an unmistakable and urgent need. Her voice, spoken in hushed tones that emphasized the duality of her vocals, asked him for forgiveness, their muzzles so close he could feel every breath of hers against his lips. A small smirk touched the devil brute's face and he shook his head. "I wasn't the man you deserved back then, Blodreina. There is nothing to forgive," he whispered back in husky, rough tones that rolled off his tongue like a deep vibrato. The smirk on his lips evolved into a wicked grin as ebony lips moved to trail along the edge of her chin down to the tender flesh where her jawed throat met, nipping at her skin there as he whispered right against her strongest pulse point. "But I am now. And your man going to make you sing all night long."
L etting his broad tongue loll from his maw, Req pressed the muscle against Lurid's throat, rolling it slowly along her carotid. Strong forepaws hooked around the bitch goddess' hips, holding her close while he slid his own hips between her thighs to align his arousal with her most intimate parts. That first contact of flesh on flesh drew a heated gasp from the brute, his digits flexing over Lu's shapely hips to secure his hold on her as if she still might vanish before his eyes if he didn't hold onto her. Requiem wanted so badly to just sink right into his beloved, to feel and take what he had lusted after for almost all his life. But he held back, giving a slow roll and grind of his hips to tease her, tempt her with what was so close for the both of them. The brute groaned, gritting his teeth as electric waves of desire rippled through him from their contact. His muzzle slowly slid up over her cheek, nibbling at the base of her ear before he drew back to gaze down at her, a wide grin spreading over his face from the erotic and incredible sight of this perfect being below him and in such a state of carnal need. "Tell me you want me, and you'll have me, Lurid." The whispered direction came out on a lustful, hungry growl, silver eyes shining with eager anticipation with an almost crazed look of excitement in them as he drank her in, intoxicating himself on everything Lurid was. He would give her everything she desired, make her moan and sing and scream for him all night long and every night to follow, reaffirm his love and loyalty and life to her in the wake of their passion.
B ut first, he wanted to hear her say those magical words one more time.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
T hough his mind was having a time trying to realize that this was reality, his body was already well on the way to preparing for what would follow their heavy making out. He knew Lurid was a sensual and passionate beast, and it seemed that age and maturity had unleashed the goddess' carnal side in full force. Requiem groaned low in his throat, the rumbling sound pouring into Lurid's mouth through their kiss as the dire brute gave himself over to his queen. His blood was lava in his veins, scorching his soul from within. The alabaster fae stoked that wildfire in his core until it blazed out of control, heat and tension growing unbearable low in his belly and groin. She shifted their bodies, pulling him closer until suddenly he found himself on top of the ethereal goddess herself. With his body pressing down into hers, Req could feel the svelte form of Lu's slender stomach pushing up into his, the luxurious softness of her coat as it mingled with his wherever they touched. She was burning hot to the touch and he could feel the rapid percussion of her heart pounding in time against his. It was all such a sensory rush, making the crimson wolf's head spin and swim as if he were drunk on the finest of spirits. Never before had anything made him feel this way—no liquor, no woman, no kill nor victory. Lurid was an experience all in of herself, one Requiem never wanted to end. He would happily have suffocated as she smothered him with these sensations.
E ventually the ache for oxygen grew too great for the two newfound lovers, and with a gasp of the cool arctic air Requiem found his lips parted from Lurid's, though never more than an inch or two away. Dark eyelids flickered open until his argent gaze met his goddess' holographic jewels, watching the way they practically glowed in the dark and smoldered with an unmistakable and urgent need. Her voice, spoken in hushed tones that emphasized the duality of her vocals, asked him for forgiveness, their muzzles so close he could feel every breath of hers against his lips. A small smirk touched the devil brute's face and he shook his head. "I wasn't the man you deserved back then, Blodreina. There is nothing to forgive," he whispered back in husky, rough tones that rolled off his tongue like a deep vibrato. The smirk on his lips evolved into a wicked grin as ebony lips moved to trail along the edge of her chin down to the tender flesh where her jawed throat met, nipping at her skin there as he whispered right against her strongest pulse point. "But I am now. And your man going to make you sing all night long."
L etting his broad tongue loll from his maw, Req pressed the muscle against Lurid's throat, rolling it slowly along her carotid. Strong forepaws hooked around the bitch goddess' hips, holding her close while he slid his own hips between her thighs to align his arousal with her most intimate parts. That first contact of flesh on flesh drew a heated gasp from the brute, his digits flexing over Lu's shapely hips to secure his hold on her as if she still might vanish before his eyes if he didn't hold onto her. Requiem wanted so badly to just sink right into his beloved, to feel and take what he had lusted after for almost all his life. But he held back, giving a slow roll and grind of his hips to tease her, tempt her with what was so close for the both of them. The brute groaned, gritting his teeth as electric waves of desire rippled through him from their contact. His muzzle slowly slid up over her cheek, nibbling at the base of her ear before he drew back to gaze down at her, a wide grin spreading over his face from the erotic and incredible sight of this perfect being below him and in such a state of carnal need. "Tell me you want me, and you'll have me, Lurid." The whispered direction came out on a lustful, hungry growl, silver eyes shining with eager anticipation with an almost crazed look of excitement in them as he drank her in, intoxicating himself on everything Lurid was. He would give her everything she desired, make her moan and sing and scream for him all night long and every night to follow, reaffirm his love and loyalty and life to her in the wake of their passion.
B ut first, he wanted to hear her say those magical words one more time.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
Warning: Requiem is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
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