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"Ali" Aligrezoph ([personal profile] smokeandglasses) wrote2024-07-01 10:28 pm

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virtuesignal: (And I'm split in half)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-09-26 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ali finally gives him just what he wants. Needs, even. The warmth filling him is pure satisfaction. Ali at his back, being held onto and holding onto Concord in turn, is pure comfort. No matter how many centuries pass, he cannot get enough of the dragon's heat. He always wants that fire to be within and around him.

Concord smirks at Ali's panting breath against the side of his neck, always glad to pleasure the man in turn,]


K, keep going... maybe I'll even beg for you. [he would like that, in that it takes a whole lot of Ali's attention to get Concord to that point. It wouldn't be fun if it was too easy.]
virtuesignal: (Now you're tire tracks)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-09-27 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Haah..! Ali- that's good- quick- [Concord's voice punches out of him, breathless and stilted. It isn't common for Ali to start off so fast. Just what Concord wants and needs, in this state of sustained aggression. No more waiting for that hot cock to plow into him over and over. He braces harder against the wall, the tiling no longer so chilly beneath his palm as the room fills with a cloud of steam.

His hand reached back to hook around the back of Ali's hair loosens some. He wouldn't want to let him go entirely, but to look over his own should and see Ali better is his goal. Nothing is quite so attractive to him as the man's pleasure laden expression, set with determination. The water cascading over his black hair, will steaming off his skin is uniquely handsome.

Concord grits his teeth, hips bucking backward to meet Ali's thrusts. The angle is incredible, but he really wishes he could kiss the other man directly about now. Best he can do is pull him back in and try to angle for a half kiss at the corner of their mouths, wet with shower fall and any drool spilling over from Concord's watering mouth.]
virtuesignal: (Now you're tire tracks)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-04 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Nnh..! Y-you'd-

[Concord's stammers after the bite to his lip, almost wishing he'd tastes blood on it. The adrenaline of violence and the excitement of sex are all mixed up around now. He'd never mistakenly take the former out on Ali, but he does feel a staggering thrill at the combination.

His legs lock up when Ali grabs his cock, stopping up the ability for him to release. He moans again, deep and angry, panting out in defiance,]


You'd have- to make me... [he hopes Ali does, greedy for his attention after even just four days on his own, working out his aggressions]
virtuesignal: (Now you're tire tracks)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-10-23 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Their usual height difference is solves by Concord buckling his knees down, chasing the exact sensation Ali is trying to give him. They can expertly navigate both their own and each other's bodies in these forms, they'd been doing this for centuries over now. Concord knows just how to position himself so Ali can reach the best parts of him-]

Ali- Come on- [it's far from protest, his tone more pleading than anything. Close to begging, right on the edge of that kind of desperation. He definitely wants to come, likely could at any moment if Ali just loosened his grip on Concord's thick cock.

Still, he's always stubborn, right to the ends and to the peaks. If Ali comes first, he wins, right? That's how it works.]
virtuesignal: (but that'll have to do)

[personal profile] virtuesignal 2024-11-12 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Concord does not want to lose twice in a row to Ali. Sure, Concord basically rolled over and let him win in the arena, but...

There's no mercy he's giving here, he's just easily overwhelmed by the dragon's hold on him. His pleasure so easy to drag forth. Ali just knows each twist and turn of the combination lock that pops Concord off,]


You- first-! [a ridiculous thing to say through grit teeth, because Concord promptly comes. His knees lock further, body tensing and back arching. Release pumps out from his cock, twitching heavily beneath Ali's stroking grasp. Cum splatters onto the wall in front of them, Concord left with his head hung, mouth open, panting and drooling as the warm water of the shower continues to cascade over their connected bodies,]
massochism: (olivine068)

Rip captcha, thank you for the message ♡

[personal profile] massochism 2025-04-29 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[rest assured, Ali, he doesn't mind the staring at all. But he does have a little clarification to make, of course—]

Ah, the one in my belly isn't a piercing—it's part of my body. [lowering a hand, he gently presses on the skin near that particular peridot to show how it stretches just beneath the decorative metal trimming.]

Oh... I don't know if I would call it hiding, but my tongue is also pierced? I had it done when I first arrived here.

[It's a simple task to stick his tongue out to let Ali get a good look at it, a little greenish-blue stone capping a simple bar.]
massochism: (olivine051)

[personal profile] massochism 2025-04-29 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm, I'm happy to share what I can. I was born with it, yes—it doesn't happen often, and it isn't really known why it does. It is known to be a symbol related to keeping our world's balance, though.

[laughing a little sheepishly, he tips his head.]

That is, where I'm from, we have elemental altars that keep our land healthy. With the gemstone, it seems we're able to purify those altars. Mm, there's a much longer story to explain it, but it might be confusing...

[or uninteresting, honestly. He doesn't know how much Ali might want to learn.]
massochism: (♪When I do I'm a freak)

[personal profile] massochism 2025-05-05 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[that... is not the question he expected. he giggles then, shaking his head.]

No, not at all. I think I was a little vague—the gemstone itself isn't what we use to regulate the altars. It's more of a... confirmation of our relation to the situation.

[resting his hand on the gemstone for a moment, he considers how much to talk about in this conversation.]

In part, it connects us to Eiden, and allows us the ability to use our essence—ah, our life energy, if that makes sense—to resonate with the altars themselves.
massochism: (olivine051)

[personal profile] massochism 2025-05-10 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm. Magic itself isn't limited to those who are clan members, in Klein. In fact, even those who possess very little essence can still learn some magic... to be honest, there are still several things we don't really know about the gemstones.

But what we do know is that they mark the contract holders intended to help the Grand Sorcerer—so, for people like myself who were born with them, it means that the original holder... ah... ceased existing before the contract was fulfilled.
massochism: (♪Turn me on and take me out)

[personal profile] massochism 2025-05-20 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[maybe it is, but he's lucky in that Olivine likes to share information. Although...]

I'm... not really sure, actually. I don't think so, but it's not impossible, either. I suppose Rei might know better than I do.
massochism: (olivine067)

[personal profile] massochism 2025-05-21 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
He's— [how does he explain Rei...] certainly more knowledgeable than I am when it comes to the origins of our contracts, yes. He's a little unusual, but he means well.

[Olivine holds so much affection for his angry wet cat man. But his attention definitely shifts when Ali removes his shirt, reaching to gently trace the tattoo. That part reminds him of Dante a little, though even then the concept is different.]

I see... is it something about the ink, or did the ink appear with the power?

[Honestly, he wouldn't think twice about asking even if they hadn't just been going on about magic in his own world. Nerd problems.]
massochism: (♪Till I'm done)

[personal profile] massochism 2025-05-26 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's just a brief moment there where Olivine has to parse what he's saying, really. The ink came with the form, and so—]

... oh! So your human form came later. [like a yokai, conveniently. There's not an ounce of wariness or discomfort in his words; to the contrary, he seems both curious and... fond? Listen, he likes his yokai friends—] Are you... normally a dragon, then?

[He has fairly limited experience with dragons, outside of the stories he's read, but at least he knows what they are.]

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