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February open log
🧙 WHO: Emet-Selch and anyone
⚔️️ WHAT: Coming out of a sleep (canon update) and throwing himself into quests to distract himself from new memories
🕒 WHEN: Throughout February
🗺️ WHERE: See prompts
⚠️ WARNINGS:
- Possible sexual content in the arrow threads.
- Potential spoilers for Endwalker, let me know if you are fine with them or not.
1. G(lacial)-Warriors 🗡️ (Knight quest)
⚔️️ WHAT: Coming out of a sleep (canon update) and throwing himself into quests to distract himself from new memories
🕒 WHEN: Throughout February
🗺️ WHERE: See prompts
⚠️ WARNINGS:
- Possible sexual content in the arrow threads.
- Potential spoilers for Endwalker, let me know if you are fine with them or not.
1. G(lacial)-Warriors 🗡️ (Knight quest)
A quest is just what he needs to take his mind off the plethora of revelations to come from his day of forced slumber - and what better way than to go out and hit something until it falls to pieces? He takes his gunblade, his horse, and the provisions provided by Camelot to all knights embarking on this particular journey. In typical fashion, he does not bother to ask around and see if anyone would like to join him. No, he wants the time to himself to sort out his thoughts.2. Serve, Save, Slave, Slay...Some Sushi 🗡️
Yet nothing is ever that easy, is it? He's ambushed by one of the I.C.E. constructs as he nears the spot. His horse rears up in alarm, throwing him from the saddle before bolting into the trees. Emet-Selch lands with a painful thud into a bank of snow. Fortunately, the gunblade strapped to his back seems in order. Unfortunately, the ICE is advancing on him and he's having trouble getting out of the snow.
Help?
(ooc: Existing CR are free to assume they accompanied him from the start if they want.)
The sushi monster is no easier to slay than the I.C.E. as Emet-Selch discovers much to his chagrin. What does a man have to do to get some relatively simple knight quests??3. I See You, Opening! 🛡️
The...creature(?) fires a round of pellets at him which has him diving into a rolls to avoid. He comes up into a crouch just in time to parry one of the sharp green swords it wields, quickly getting his feet beneath him before the second can slice him in half. He's been at it for a few minutes by now, focus utterly consumed by the opponent before him. He's growing tired though and the thing still doesn't look like it plans to give up.
"Ridiculous thing," he seethes. "And me, reduced to using these inferior magicks... I should have asked Irhya for a greatsword instead of a gunblade."
He fires off a round and its ricochet echoes throughout the forest. Even if the sound doesn't draw attention, the eerie blue after-image of the shot is worth attention.
(ooc: Existing CR are free to assume they accompanied him from the start if they want.)
Well of course, Emet-Selch doesn't want anything to do with these tricksy arrows and their dubious effects. But other people may have no such qualms. Perhaps you want to see this sour-looking man pour his heart out to one of his associates. Or perhaps you want to make him suffer by tasting nothing but chocolate for two weeks. Anything goes.4. WildcardReally. Anything.
If shooting: Please nominate which arrow you're shooting him with. I'm happy to write custom starters if you want.
If encountering him after he's been shot: Please nominate which effect you want for him. Again, I can write a custom starter if that's preferred.
If you have some ideas, feel free to send me a PM or leave a comment on the CR meme.
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It's confusing. It's arousing - because she's holding his cock? He isn't sure. But it isn't unpleasant so he doesn't try to put a stop to it.
He nearly speaks again but presses his lips together at the last moment. This must be why safe words are used, he realises. For situations like this that get out of hand. Opting to trust Irhya not to go too far, he puts his head down meekly (as meekly as someone like him can anyway) and waits.
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She does, however, quite like the position she's put him in, and so leans over him, pressing kisses into his back and shoulders as she rubs his cock to make it clear she's done with the spanking part. They'll have to work on that, perhaps -- maybe he can come to enjoy it with a little help? A thought for later, at any rate.
"Ha ha... I must say I enjoy this view," Irhya says, nuzzling into the back of his neck, as far up as she can reach given the height difference. "It might be borrowed, but it's still very nice." The other hand joins in on stroking him, leaving her weight to be supported by him, at least for a while. It will probably push him somewhat uncomfortably into the arm of the couch, but he can live with it for a little while. "If you're good about this... maybe next I'll let you have me."
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While she's occupied, he mulls over what she might like. What she might be seeking out of this. Hythlodaeus had enjoyed Hades pushing back and being honest with his desire. He had thought Irhya wanted his complete obedience, but perhaps that isn't quite right...? The silence IS a little unsettling.
He angles his head to watch her out of the corner of his eye again. Licks his lips. If he speaks then he gets 'punished'. He should expect it, not shy from it. "Having the First Emperor of Garlemald at your mercy must be quite the sight indeed," he murmurs.
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Her hand around his length tightens, stroking faster and harder than before. It's nothing if not a reward. "To say nothing of the big powerful Ascian. But I think you knew that already."
She hasn't forgotten about keeping him quiet, but it's just too much fun to banter with him. Finally lifting herself from his back, she kneels behind him instead, murmuring the command to stay put, while letting her other hand join the first, rolling his balls in her fingers.
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"Mayhap I could...make one of those rings," he suggests thickly. "The ones from that city - they restrict the flow of blood to the loins and prevent orgasm, since I have no geas to stop me from doing so here. Then my pleasure would be at your behest...and not a second sooner."
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She vaguely recalls using one before, though whether it was on Hades or someone else, she can't remember. And it's certainly not the first time one of them has been on an aphrodisiac, either... but seeing as he won't be next time, she figures she might as well savor what she can wring from him. That, and she hasn't the patience right now when the burgeoning need to take is starting to weigh on her as well.
Her hands speed up, putting in a little more effort to get him off a second time. "But look at you, making suggestions for your own future torment! You've come a long way."
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"I enjoyed it," he whispers between laboured breaths. "When I couldn't have you until your say-so, even though I wanted you... For a little while, I felt something past all the pain. And I know how it arouses you to see me in such a wanton state, too. You ache even now...do you not?"
He lets out a breathy laugh that ends with a cut-off whimper. The muscles in his stomach tighten, heralding the orgasm to come. "Imagine: this mighty Ascian, sorcerer of eld, flushed and wanting for a mere mortal. Though she rides him until her own pleasure is spent, he can do naught but watch and wait and want--"
Suddenly he lets out a soft cry and jolts into her hand. Once again, more of a mess made upon her couch to add to that already drying on his skin.
Yet he still wants more.
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She's glad his back is to her, because she ends up staring owl-eyed at him for a solid few seconds before backing off and letting him straighten up. Gods, that dirty talk... why can't he do that under normal circumstances?
"Aha," Irhya says intelligently. "I see I haven't sufficiently rutted you into speechlessness quite yet. You're getting a little ahead of me."
Gently, she guides him to lie on his back again, occupying his lips with her own. She does like it when he speaks; she likes it entirely too much, and it's changing her whims. Settling on his thighs, she lays her stomach over his, pressing his erection between their bodies and paying the mess no mind.
"Though perhaps there's a spell out there that can achieve such a thing. Or a potion. Might be worth investigating," she says with a grin when she's done kissing him. "Huhu... but the idea is to wring as much as I can out of you now, while you've got all this extra energy. I'm not gonna stop at just one this time."
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"Where is the fun in a completely silent partner?" he murmurs languidly. "You wouldn't be able to hear them try and fail to suppress their pleasure, as I tried to earlier."
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Using her hand to press his erection up lengthwise across her entrance, she grinds on it, dragging her hips back and forth. Trying to make him impatient by taking her sweet time, perhaps.
"I love listening, you see. The breathy noises, the barely swallowed sounds, the strained moans... there's so much to gain from reacting positively that some people take for granted."
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He knows what Hythlodaeus would say. That he was good for behaving, for being honest with his desires. Like Hythlodaeus, Irhya seems to enjoy watching him unravel - although she also appears to be far more impatient with herself than his old friend.
Reaching up to cup her cheek, he murmurs, "Do that again. Please?"
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The enthusiasm alone is leaving her out of breath. Her hips still moving, she says, "Ah, but you're so delightfully honest when you're coming undone," and brushes her tail over his leg in an involuntary motion. "What'll you do if I get off first?"
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Such are the unfortunate perils of making love to them.
"Although I would enjoy seeing you come undone before me," he adds slowly. "Made to watch instead."
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"All right, but can you handle a show without begging me to get on with it already?" Irhya says with a grin and a huff of breath, a reminder of the aphrodisiac still affecting him. "I have doubts that your self-control is that iron-clad."
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"May I remind you that you are not obligated to listen to my complaints? When you finally allow me to climax, I want to see nothing but stars."
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The back of her hand brushes against his skin as she works, the muscles in her abdomen flexing with the sensation. "But I suspect you won't give that up so easily, will you?"
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Someone to treat him the way he does Felih. He likes control...but he also enjoys losing it - and rarely has he been in positions where he has felt comfortable ceding power to another.
His eyes flick down briefly as she pleasures herself, then back up to her face.
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Irhya doubles down and holds her breath, her legs trembling, though she manages to keep her focus on him by pulling one of his legs up and caressing the back of his thigh. "I usually prefer hard and fast, you know... but I guess this has its merits, too. Like watching your facial expressions change every now and then, or watching a part of you twitch because you want to move it. It's so cute."
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His eyes watch her steadily, drinking in the sight of her own facial expressions as she pleasures herself. Usually they would both be too occupied to observe this sort of thing, but watching her now renews his ache for action. His tongue unconsciously darts out to wet his lips and he bites down on the lower, struggling to stay still.