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Re: New Year's in the Valley

Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2024 11:09 pm
by Torin Kilvin
The blond flushed hard when his dominant lover began groping him in public. It was one thing for Sivan to kiss him or them to hold hands, another to have the exact nature of his relationship with Aurin shown off. Perhaps Torin was overestimating how much other people could glean from observation, considering that his own had been augmented for long enough and early enough that he sometimes had trouble remembering what it had been like without Semblance.

Feeling the reactions that his gift caused was all the appreciation he needed. More than he needed, considering that, even tucked into a little alcove designed for private conversation they were still very much in public and his body was answering as it inevitably did.

"...Aurin," He murmured, head ducking in close, not sure if he was whining because he liked it or whining because he didn't want to be shamed in front of these specific people.

The world folded and suddenly they were in the room Aurin had first... a lot of things really. Slept with Torin, made use of his body, taught him how to enjoy it. The setting heightened the smith's desire, as they both understood it would.

What followed was the sort of tryst they rarely shared anymore; a quick fumble of clothing being pushed aside more than removed, whatever slick was quickest to hand and then...

The young lord needed more than a minute to recover himself into a state that was presentable for public, and if he spent that time grabbing at Aurin and making needy little animal sounds despite already being filled with his love, well, no one was there to judge him except the man he begged to judge him.

The return was as quick as the disappearance and if anyone had noticed his absence they pretended not to. There was more dancing, more eating, much more drinking and, sometime around midnight when everyone was drunk and absolutely shouldn't have, someone challenged Aurin to a knife throwing contest on the green outside. They probably only wanted to see him show off his new year's gift, and there had been no wager involved, still, it had managed to almost sober Torin and several of the wives and mothers.

No one had been hurt, and, in the end, everything stumbled home in the moonlight or else upstairs to sleep away the revels and dream of the coming of Glade.

Re: New Year's in the Valley

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2024 12:43 am
by Aurin
Sometimes, all Aurin wanted was to make Torin flush, to make him drop his gaze and move toward him like iron to a lodestone. Tonight, he wanted more. Some might consider it a flaw, a tragedy even, that he said things that were uncomfortably vulnerable by taking control and taking everything that Torin offered up freely. They knew each other now like the back of their hand, though, knew the back of each other's hand as if it were the back of their own. Their language wasn't unique but it was hardly mainstream, and he was just glad they had become fluent together and Torin seemed to delight in his alternative means of expression.

There was a sheen of sweat upon his brow when they were done with the act itself, and he rested panting for a few minutes, pinning his burly boy against the wall. After little kisses, lots of touching, and murmured things, they cleaned up a bit and he took them back to Lord Kilvin's demesnes.

If he looked smug upon their return, well, he didn't care. If he was publicly possessive of Torin around Torin's nearest and dearest it was because he could show it without deleterious effect, and he was proud to have him. Among the valley folks, he allowed himself a razor sharp sense of humor. If the children had begun to see through his ruses, well, he figured he could be the bad man that taught them what red flags to look out for.

Aurin traded jokes with the adults, even helped carry a little one home who demanded it of Uncle Aurin.

When he got back, reminding himself he didn't need to lock the doors, he found Sivan tidying up.

"Come to bed," he said. Then, realizing it sounded like an order, "Please."

He unraveled his wards enough, reached out through his knowing trick so Sivan could know he was exhausted and that the both of them wanted him to come to bed. If the elf was frisky, well, Aurin wouldn't mind watching. But if he could arrange it that Torin got fucked and also got to spend the night between his two lovers, he would do so.

Sivan considered, but he didn't really need to. He could suss out the truth, especially when Aurin was forthcoming. He smiled.

"All right," was his quiet reply. Aurin helped him put some of the heavier platters into the sink to soak overnight, making the morning job easier, and then they went upstairs to tuck Torin in.

fin.

Re: New Year's in the Valley

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2024 6:38 pm
by Rune

R E V I E W


Points: 10 each for Torin, Kala and Sivan, not for magic

Injuries/Ailments: Hangovers?

Loot:
Sivan: 1 Satchel of Holding (made by Torin Kilvin)
Timon: 1 Satchel of Holding (made by Torin Kilvin)
Aurin: 1 pair of Knives of Returning (made by Torin Kilvin)

Notes: A good time was had by all

Mod XP: None