[ He has, perhaps, been indulging his desire for both of his partners a bit more lately, though can he even be blamed? Anyone with eyes could see that even his willpower and nigh-boundless patience were doomed from the start. Keeping close company with two utterly gorgeous, utterly wonderful people was bound to wear on him.
And now he has Ori, warm and pliant in his arms, his breath hot against her skin, and it’s everything he’d hoped it would be. The confidence that he knows she keeps buried beneath the surface bubbles up to tease him back, and he laughs against her. She’s so perfect. ]
I guess you are.
[ Not a day goes by that he’s not thankful for that. It took a lot of heartbreak and nightmares to get to this point, but at the end of it all, they managed to come together like pieces of a puzzle, slotting into each other’s lives like they were meant to be there.
He murmurs against her skin when she sweetly asks him please, and he is more than happy to give her what she wants. What they both want. He noses along her skin, warm in the cool evening air, to find a place she could easily conceal by draping her braid over her shoulder, and parts his lips to suck and bite and tease, the pale color of her skin darkening under his attentions. At last, he smooths away any lingering sting with a pass of his tongue and draws back to admire his work. ]
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And now he has Ori, warm and pliant in his arms, his breath hot against her skin, and it’s everything he’d hoped it would be. The confidence that he knows she keeps buried beneath the surface bubbles up to tease him back, and he laughs against her. She’s so perfect. ]
I guess you are.
[ Not a day goes by that he’s not thankful for that. It took a lot of heartbreak and nightmares to get to this point, but at the end of it all, they managed to come together like pieces of a puzzle, slotting into each other’s lives like they were meant to be there.
He murmurs against her skin when she sweetly asks him please, and he is more than happy to give her what she wants. What they both want. He noses along her skin, warm in the cool evening air, to find a place she could easily conceal by draping her braid over her shoulder, and parts his lips to suck and bite and tease, the pale color of her skin darkening under his attentions. At last, he smooths away any lingering sting with a pass of his tongue and draws back to admire his work. ]
Archons, Ori. I love you so much.