isleofavalon | Summer Sun, Something's Begun | July Catch-All

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Summer Sun, Something's Begun | July Catch-All | Open

🧙 WHO: Darin Altway and YOU
⚔️️ WHAT: July Catch-All with Open and Closed prompts
🕒 WHEN: Throughout July
🗺️ WHERE: All around Camelot! Quests and shenanigans ahoy!
⚠️ WARNINGS: Some ridiculousness? Some fluff? Will update as necessary!

🛡️ SHIELD SUMMER FEVER! 🛡️ - OPEN

[Darin always felt bad for the people who could get sick. Back home, his powers prevented him from falling ill, even to such banal things as a summer cold. But he did have experience as a gofer for his town's doctor, as well as doing errands and chores for the people who fell ill. So, this job was right up his alley.]

[One thing he knew for sure, when you're under the weather, nothing beats a good laugh.]

[With the trusty use of the new EmphaSize spell he nabbed from the traders, you'll find him waddling around with huge, oversized feet as he goes from room to room delivering flowers, teddy bears, medicine, fruit baskets, you name it. If he happens to be entering a kid's room, he'll make a big show of his giant, floppy feet. If its an elderly person's room, he'll sit with them for awhile and ask them about their day or let them ramble on.]

[But it's likely leaving one of the rooms is when you'll bump into Darin. Or trip over his enormous, floppy feet.]

Oh, hey! Easy there! You okay? Sorry, I should get a signal or something for these things...

🗡️ LAVAFT BEHIND 🗡️ - OPEN

[This seemed like a pretty easy task, all things considered. Everyone knew slimes were low-level monsters, even if they had the same temperature as magma. And Darin worked professionally around molten metal all day. If there was anyone who could handle this task, it was him.]

[Though, having someone along in case things went awry was a good idea too. Especially since his blood magic wouldn't really do him much good here.]

[So back to the Diamond Falls Darin goes. He's got a pickax and some mining tools in a pack slung over his shoulder examining the hardened rock for any sign of the slime.]

So, since I know how my luck goes, what's the plan for when we free this thing and it immediately attacks us with the fury of a particularly cranky volcano?

AT THE FORGE - OPEN

[With the reconstruction from his rampage doing well, Darin's back at the forge doing what he loves. He might be down an apprentice, but that hasn't stopped him from taking orders and commissions from those who seek him out! Got something you want Darin to make? His consultations are always free so come on in! Got some gear that needs mending or ideas you want to pitch? Maybe you just need some work? Darin's door is always open! When you step in, you'll likely see him working on something or tidying the place up. If there's one thing Darin can't stand, it's a messy forge! So come on in and let's get to work!]

BAR CRAWL - CLOSED TO KATE

[It's been about a month since he tore through Camelot as a terrifying, familiar-fused monster. Barring his (and everyone else's jaunt) to Celliwig, Darin had largely avoided going into town. And when he did, he wore a cloak with a hood that concealed his hair.]

[Now, a month later and the reconstruction mostly complete, Darin is feeling a little more hopeful that maybe he won't be kicked out of town if he decides to hit a bar for a drink or two. He's still wearing his cloak, but when he settles in at the 'In For a Pound' pub, he slowly pulls his hood back to reveal his very obvious blue mane of hair. He gets a few looks, some of which he's not too thrilled with, but orders a drink and sits at the bar.]

[Unfortunately, the patrons on either side of him scoot away. Fortunately, that leaves space should anyone decide they want to pull up a stool and join him.]

MY DINNER WITH DARIN - CLOSED TO ALLURA

[So, it really only dawned on Darin about a day or so before the date that he and Allura had chosen for dinner that this might actually be a...you know. A date. In a panic, he considered calling her to clarify that this wasn't a date...but what if she wanted it to be a date? What if he tried to clarify and they called the whole thing off? That would be awful! And he'd feel terrible too! She was really looking forward to it! But did that mean she was looking forward to a date with him?]

[No, that couldn't be it.]

[Could it?]

[So, after spending a day laying on the floor and staring at the ceiling weighing his options, he decided that, you know what? He could do this! Even if it was a date! Hell, it was only a date! He could handle that! Even though he'd never been on a date before, much less with someone who was so strikingly beautiful and had spent the last six months worming her way into his every though— NOT IMPORTANT!]

[And so, it was the evening of the big-but-maybe-not date. He'd agonized over whether or not he should dress up and finally he decided on an off-white polo shirt with pink piping around the collar and sleeves (hey, pink goes good with blue, alright?), and some tan slacks. With a menu all set (he did promise it would be an amazing meal) he sets out to begin cooking, listening intently for the door to the forge to open so he could go up and greet her.]

[Everything was set for the evening. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right?]

[...Right?]

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[He'll feel her chest rising and fall as she breathes — and through this, he'll feel the way her breath hitches as feels her, how slowly and shakily she exhales. For how confident she's being, her body betrays that she's still a bundle of nerves.]

[She's not going to let that stop her from trying to keep up the act, though. Particularly not when his excitement is so obvious.]

So... should I be helping you out of your clothes, soon? Those pants look as though they're far less loose than before...

... ... ...

[Somehow, that part seems much easier. And while he's reluctant to stop touching her, maybe if she sees for herself how excited he is, it'll put any doubt of hers to rest.]

[So, once her shirt is pushed down her arms, he stands slowly in front of her...which means that particular tent is right at eye level for her to appreciate.]

I...don't mind. After all...it's nothing you haven't seen before.

[Although, that's not entirely true, is it. She hasn't seen him hard and...well, needless to say, he's really straining those pants.]

Yes, well... despite how brazenly you presented it to me, I still made a point to avoid looking at it...

[But the fact that she had to make a conscious decision about it means that the interest had been there. If she had known how soon she would be getting up close and personal with it, she might not have been so modest.]

[She hooks her fingers under the waistband, and tries to pull it down, but finds her progress immediately stopped by how excited he is. A few more tugs shows that it's not merely folding down to accommodate, and that the waist doesn't stretch far enough to be pulled over it. She'll have to guide him out of it, manually...]

[Which means she should reach in and grab a hold, but she's hesitating.]

You...don't have to...if you don't want to...

A-After all, you did just say you avoided looking at me before...

[He moves to take a step back, and even to sit back down in embarrassment. He shouldn't have put her on the spot like that and even now he's clearly silently berating himself.]

[When he starts to move, she suddenly grabs him — gripping him by the hips, and holding him in place.]

I didn't mean it like that, Darin. Please, don't misunderstand... [Right. He's sensitive. She should be more careful about her phrasing.]

I simply didn't think it was appropriate at the time... and even if you were inviting me, it would've been disrespectful to take it. Besides, I thought for sure you were trying to get a reaction out of me...

R-Right...I suppose I wasn't the most trustworthy at the time...

... well, that, and you seemed to enjoy fighting with me, sometimes.

[She starts trying to pull his pants down again, this time working them down slowly instead of tugging down ineffectively.] In fact, I think there were a few times you found it fun...

[That does bring a bit of a laugh to his lips.]

...Okay, it is kinda fun getting a rise out of you...

Then I suppose it's only fair that I get a rise out of you, as well.

[She pauses, waiting to see what reaction she gets for her awkward attempt at a joke. Anything? She tried very hard.]

[Regardless, she did bring the subject back to it, and so it's only fair... she has to reach under and get a hold of it by the shaft, and slips it out of the sweat pants.]

[By the way, Darin: Were you wearing underneath the sweat pants?]

[He was wearing, for once, some surprisingly nice boxers. Not that he had any plans or hopes that anything was going to happen tonight...]

[But he did read somewhere once that on a date, one should always dress their best, even if the other party doesn't see what's underneath.]

I...don't think you have anything to worry about that...

[Well, it seems to have worked, since she's once again pausing — this time to admire the quality of the garment. It's surprisingly silky, isn't it? As she does run her hands against the fabric, though, she inadvertently rubs it against his already sensitive skin...]

It almost seems like a shame to take those off...

[Okay. She's getting distracted. (And maybe considering if she should be investing in silkier undergarments.)]

[Before she pulls those down, she should probably finish taking off the sweat pants, rather than letting them rest awkwardly above the knee, right?]

[Maybe she should ask him what his thoughts are when it comes to your underwear, Allura?]

[Regardless, he steps out of his sweatpants when she pulls them down enough.]

You could keep them on if you feel better about it...we'd at least match that way...

[He laughs sheepishly. After all, they're both down to their last item of clothing...]

[She looks up at him, her eyes starting at around his knees and traveling up his exposed thighs, and the hips being hugged by the tight, luxurious fabric... and onward, up his abs and his chest. He's an impressive physical specimen, for certain...]

[But when her eyes meet his again, she smiles.]

I had meant more for your sake. After all, these must feel better than bare skin...

[But he'll be able to compare shortly, as she starts pulling them down his hips the same way she did the sweatpants. And as she does, he'll feel the kiss of the air on his shaft as the base is exposed, and the elastic waist slides slowly down the length of it.]

[The fact that she was still continuing was sending all types of ideas through Darin's mind. From the sound of it, she was enjoying this, for one...]

[But he also couldn't help but wonder if the fact that she was going ahead with this meant that she was equally willing to shed that last bit of clothing she was wearing. And if the fact that the mostly nude object of his affection was undressing him wasn't stimulating enough, the ideas of where this could go were already pushing Darin into far more excitable territory.]

[An excitement that Allura is getting a front row seat to as she slips his boxers off. And once she's managed to slip them down far enough, she'll get to see just how hard these ideas are making him as his full length springs up once it clears his waistband.]

I...I dunno...this feels pretty great...

[She draws back as it slips out, as if she's worried it might smack her in the face. It's understandable, right? This is her first experience with this sort of anatomy — and not merely the human kind. There's such a difference between seeing diagrams in biology, and seeing one that she could grasp in her hand.]

[Speaking of, she does move to touch it... and then, looks up at him with wide eyes.]

Should I...?

[As if she really needs to ask for his permission at this point. They've made it this far, haven't they?]

O-Only...if you really want to...

[He's having a bit of a time reading her expression and reaction. On the one hand, he's not exactly shy but...on the other hand? He's never been hard in front of someone...]

[Especially not this hard.]

[In fact, he's almost visibly throbbing at this point.]

I did say we should be getting a feel for each other... so...

[She starts by touching it gingerly, just letting the tips of her fingers feel the warm skin. And while her understanding is limited, it's enough that she knows what to do next... and her fingers wrap around the shaft to hold it firmly in one hand.]

[Next, she slides her hand towards her, and then back down to the hilt, just to see how he reacts.]

[He lets out a shaky breath, but not due to nerves. The light pressure of her hand rolling up and down his shaft and the sudden surge of pleasure as her hand brushes the underside of the head is enough for him to bite back a bit of a sound. It feels good.]

[She'll notice that he has to fight making a sound more every time she brushes the head...and that the tip is gradually getting slick. She'll also feel him throbbing considerably.]

[Though...he does worry that she's pushing herself...does she really want this? Want him like this? There's no doubt in his mind that he wants her but...she's being so cautious and careful...]

I-It feels good...

[What he'd give to know what she was thinking right now...]

Does it...? I'm not... pulling too hard, am I...?

[Which should tell him a little about what's going on in her head, why she seems so tense and focused about this. It's her first time trying this. She doesn't want to make a mistake, and turn this into a disaster from her inexperience.]

[But she doesn't seem to have much trouble with it, due to her strong arms, and with his encouraging response she picks up the pace. Her other hand plants firmly on his thigh, to brace herself and make sure she keeps a steady tempo.]

N-No...No, you can...go quicker...if you...mn...

[Any concerns he was having are quickly melting away with pleasure. She's really using just the right amount of pressure for this.]

[As she continues, she'll find her hand start to get as slick as the tip is, which just adds to the stimulation. A groan catches in his throat as his muscles visibly start to tense and flex.]

Quicker? [Briefly, she looks surprised, as she had thought she was already going fairly fast. But then, she smiles up at him.] ... as you wish.

[And she does start going fast. Intensely fast, enough that it's becoming a proper workout for her. She grips his thigh tighter, and leans in closer, as the pace gets harder and harder to keep steady.]

This still isn't too much, is it...?

[He's having a hard time staying on his feet with the sudden rush of pleasure. It's way more intense than he realized it would be and already he feels himself approaching climax.]

[Which...would be bad for Allura wouldn't it? She's right there!]

[But it feels too good to ask her to stop now...and with how messy her hand is getting, surely she must know what's going to happen soon?]

A-Allura...I-I'm...i-if you keep going like that I'll...

I know...! That's the idea, isn't it...?

[Though after she mentions it, her hand starts to slow its pace. It's true — it's not just her hand getting messy, as some of it's starting to run down her arm. And they haven't yet hit the climax. When they do...]

[... ... ...]

... would you rather we move this back inside... so we can clean up after?

[Is there even time for this? Her hand hasn't stopped, after all. It's merely slowed down.]

[There certainly is not time for this. Especially since she's not stopping, merely slowing down right before climax, edging him more and more.]

A-Allura...I don't...I-I can't—

[There's not really any time for any more of a warning than that. At least Allura is only down to her underwear because when Darin does reach climax...well, it's good that she doesn't have a shirt on. As she continues to stroke him to completion, she'll find that he's certainly been pent up for quite some time.]

[At least she's likely much warmer now?]

[She jumps when he starts to climax, because even though she's aware it would be like this... it's still a wholly new experience, meaning her reflexes kick in far faster than her logical reasoning. But there's not much room to dodge it, not while her hand is still working him in such an incredibly intimate way — and when she's been so mindful not to hurt him.]

[So yes, it gets on her. Rather, it gets all over her. And based on the expression on her face, she already knows that it's going to be a challenge to clean this up, even if they were to face no trouble sneaking back into his problem.]

[Well... unless he has any ideas, that might have to be tomorrow Allura's problem. For now, she releases his thigh, and uses that freed hand to try wiping some of it off her chest. No, it's a futile endeavor with just one hand, isn't it?]

[She clears her throat and asks him, in a voice that sounds unsure but with a note of tempered hope:] So... I would say I've gotten quite a good feel for you, haven't I...?

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