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aetherialslumber) wrote2020-04-19 10:19 pm
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[ Urianger hadn't noticed it grow so late in their home in the Empty - on a day the Exarch was visiting, at that. He was not like the Tower, but he could share energy. But the sun was setting... and Urianger began with quite a strong question. ]
...might I call you Raha?
...might I call you Raha?

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...Three immortal, watching over a world no longer theirs. Does it not remind thee of the Unsundered?
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Now that you mention it… it does, don't it. I hope… we might see a different path, though.
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Unlike them, we do not seek to restore what was...
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…but to remember it. To teach what we can, that those living can learn, and press on into the future…
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A beacon - of hope, of a brighter dawn.
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…to help all we can. As ever- yes?
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But he let out a soft moan as he began to press down further, begging for more. ]
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Ah, that- you feel so good- what…
[He squeezes gently, trying to see if that's good as he rocks up into Urianger, panting.]
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Shall we-- shall we spice this up?
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Yes- what did you have in mind?
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[ But marks began to glow on his body - words, from the Grimoire. He contained to get pleasure - hoping the Exarch didn't feel the odd tingling down there. ]
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[He groans, quite distracted- reaching out to run his hands along some of the words, as he thrusts into Urianger, wanting.]
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...read them, if you wish... even if they are in the tongue of the ancients...
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…can I? Ah, perhaps, after- if you might translate…?
[But he looks all the same- trying to understand, pressing kisses against Urianger's skin.]
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The words light up... as I use the spell of the same name...
[ And then he forced a kiss out of the Exarch - their lips wanting to stick together. He would let the other choose if they did stick, however. ]
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A spell? Does it flow through you- do you feel it?
[He makes a confused sound, clinging, but breaks apart for but a moment.]. …take care of us. [He puts his trust in Urianger, recapturing his mouth and diving into a kiss again.]
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[ He whispered, before the spell took over.
And where there were two, passion mixing... there was one. Still a little riled up, but Urianger seemed pleased. ]
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You can. We are one.
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