"Nice Feathers, Lhotlan. Mind If I Have A Touch?"

unprompted.     /     always accepting   !!

@ekkological​ said :   He hands him a metallic medallion that fits in his hand. You can see his reflection; he may or may not have stolen it.

              it's a strange contraption.     or,     really,     it's just jewelry if anything,     albeit it's metallic,     at least it feels like it.     he hums.     is this a gift,     is this something he can wear   ?     more importantly,     could it make him appear more beautiful than he does already.     (   who the original owner was   ?     that's not too important,     he'll worry more about the inherent beauty it offers   )     after pondering on the thought a little longer,     he opts to stuff it into one of his hidden pockets,     a smile curling onto lips,     appreciative.     not the first time he's received a gift,     not the last either,     but it's the thought that counts this time.

              ❛     thanks for the gift   !     i'll find a way to wear it,     just give me a day or two.     ❜     maybe a little longer.     he's not the most intuitive individual out there,     but he sure as hell does try,    &    trying has to amount to something   !

              ❛     hmm     ...     ❜     he's thinking,     thinking,     scrutinizing over draven's features,     active imagination attempting to visualize what he'd look like without the facial hair.     upon finally realizing it,     his brow quirks,     then he hums before giving his verdict,     seemingly out of nowhere.     ❛     yep,     you look a whole lot better with the beard.     ❜       ///       @drorious​

@feyquil​ said: 

may i do a [ kiss + soft ] with a mix of [ love ] ? :0c

nsfw muse reaction prompts // accepting, but slow.

THE LHOTAN’S TOUCH IS AS MESMERIZING AS ITS OWNER, painted in glorious gold & amber as he cups his face, draws zelgius nearer with a firm yet kind hand. he leans into the touch like a moth is drawn to flame; rakan is patient despite what many may assume from his effervescent performance and despite his reticent partner’s anxious, yearning touch, running through the soft feathers on his shoulder. he kisses him and it’s like a kiss with a soul of itself, something fantastic, a taste of magic upon the tongue that parts his lips. 

he could grow used to it, zelgius thinks, he could grow used to this warmth—to feeling wanted, despite his flaws, despite his broken, jagged pieces. 

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unprompted.     /     always accepting   !!

@unshackles​ said :   " a little bird told me that you and your... spouse are quite familiar with rebellions. "

              oh,     oh   ?     what an intriguing statement,     what an intriguing man to propose such a rumor he's heard naught of.     few know of their rebellion,     mostly vastaya,     though whispers did not discriminate    ;    if a human ear could catch wind of their plans for rebellion,     then surely a wider audience will be garnered.     heh,     good.     the more eyes on him,     the more exciting this stage where war's tension rises     //     all will marvel at his dance,     freedom's song,     an unending tune that he    &    xayah forged,     so that everyone may experience magic as it's meant to be    :    wild,     free   !!!     //     leaving a guest unanswered is rude,     it's tacky.     granting him the honor of a response is the least rakan could do.     perhaps do a little digging of his own.     he always was the most curious between him    &    xayah.

              ❛     maaaaaybe,     ❜     mischievous in his intents,     his tone adopts a playful tune,     brows lowering    &    corner of his lips quirking into a lopsided grin.     elusive as always,     the truth isn't too important,     is it   ?     if it is,     there's no need to worry over it.     living in the moment was far more entertaining.     short - term entertainment always proved to be greater than long term     (   both diminish at different rates is all,     one slower,     one faster   !     a transient moment of joy has more worth than long ones that shall eventually die out   ).     ❛     depends which little bird told you.     ❜     depends whether he is enemy or ally.     he's human,     comes the assumption perceived from his physical appearance.     no trace of vastayan qualities found on him.     ❛     who told you   ?     but,     i like to make things fun,     take a few chances with fate.     we are quite familiar with rebellions.     that a problem   ?     ❜

boss.     ///     halvett.

          “   PEOPLE  LIKE  THAT  ARE  ALL  talk  most  of  the  time .  Pretty  bold  t’  assume  I  care  about  what  they  say  ‘cause  lemme  tell  ya :  I  don’t  hide  behind  titles .  Someone  wants  me ,  they  get  me .  Usually  prove  ‘em  wrong  then .  ”

              ❛     gotta say,     that's one way to look at things   !     ❜     is it really   ?     or is he providing vocal filler to continue irking him.     he's aware of whom he's talking to,     what dangers lie ahead if he's to act chummy with someone who's not particularly friendly.     but that's just it.     danger is a thrill,     to perceive ire rising on their countenance     (   &    perhaps bait a swing   )     brought him the most pleasing laughs.     this was no different.     ❛     but are you as strong as you look   ?     even without that title   ?     'cause if you ask me,     you seem pretty run of the mill.     ❜     corners of lips curve into a sneer.     he's enjoying himself a little too much.

tag drop my tumblypoos do i LOOK like i like originality

i didn’t get to properly participate in sinday so i just wanna say: rakan has no gag reflex and he’s proud of it :)

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

inspired  by  devotedecay’s  non - sexual  acts  of  dominance  meme  ! send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ shower ]   your muse joining mine in the shower.

[ choke ]   your muse choking mine.

[ kiss + soft ]   your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.

[ kiss + rough ]   your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.

[ pin ]   your muse pinning mine down.

[ wrists ]   your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.

[ push ]   your muse pushing mine into bed.

[ rip + clothing ]   your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.

[ spank ]   your muse spanking mine.

[ pull ]   your muse pulling my muses hair.

[ talk ]   your muse talking dirty to mine.

[ eyes ]   your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.

[ down ]   your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.

[ knees ]   your muse telling mine to get on their knees.

[ hips ]   your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.

[ denial ]   your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.

[ many ]   your muse making mine orgasm over and over.

[ tied ]   your muse tying my muse down.

[ lazy ]   your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.

[ love ]   your muse telling mine they love them during.

[ dominance ]   your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.

[ submission ]   your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.

[ humiliation ]   your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.

[ pain ]   your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.

[ knife ]   your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.

[ hidden ]   your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.

[ public ]   your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.

[ adore ]   your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.

[ dress ]   your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.

[ eat ]   your muse eating mine out.

[ sleep ]   your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.

[ gag ]   your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.

[ blindfold ]   your muse blindfolding mine.

[ praise ]   your muse praising mine in bed.

[ good ]   your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.

[ want ]   your muse telling mine they want them.

[ snarl ]   your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.

[ mark ]   your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.

[ wall ]   your muse shoving mine up against a wall.

handsome.     ///     drorious.

❛  AHAHA-HAAA . you dance,  eh ?  light on yer feet ? i can show ya ‘ a REAL  tango , buddy . ❜

A LAUGH EXCEEDED HIS TONE in splatters of molten gold .  his hand  came to the height of his hip jutted outward only slightly. beauty and grace.  they both had it. however,  draven had  perfection matched by none.  his perfectly sculpted features and godlike regal personality was something to admire from across the seas and within the valleys of mountains .  he was DRAVEN .  the performer of the people . a name too big for just any  border .  many would say it was his inflated ego that was too big.   but look at him ?  how could such personality , such vibrant color, and such refined beauty be left to not be presented to the crowds ?  

the performer stepped, closer, closer ,  closer .  perhaps this effervescent feathery vastayan could prove interesting.  he was a performer, in ways .  there could be something fun to this.

❛   i   know,  yer like ‘ oh noxian , ewwww ! ‘ or somethin, but forget about that blah blah strength blah blah stuff and just take a moment to go ‘ oh,  handsome ! ‘ ❜

@feyquil·

              A WISH FOR PRAISE,     a wish to exhibit one's own skills,     it's an intriguing offer,     seeing one whose beauty is enough to rival his own.     perfection could never be a person,     rakan is a vastaya    &    perfection has chosen him as its successor.     he is the only performer,     the only one given the ability to bestow grins    &    mirth on others as he danced    &    they,     too,     joined his dance.     what is a performer like draven to be praised for   ?     simply his looks   ?     he won't accept it.     at least,     it's the initial reaction.     he thought all the praises were glib,     insincere,     for the possibility of there being someone hot like him   ?     an impossibility   !!

              ❛     takes two to tango,     i'll think on the offer.     ❜     to accept is to concede one is the greater performer,     to give up this art he's honed    &    is known for is a sin he refuses to commit.     no matter how tempting the offer,     no matter how dancer's legs mimicked the performer's own,     taking few steps closer,     using height as a leverage,     towering over him.     see his lax posture   ?     how he is at ease,     not at all threatened   ?     he has no reason to fear.     he knows he's perfect.     any admissions to draven being hot     ...     unnecessary,     but the thought certainly dwells.     ❛     question is     ...     you think you can keep up with me,     ❜     brief hum,     he opts to sate a small desire,     ❛     handsome   ?     ❜

do you have a cloaca just curious

uhhhhhhhhh one way to find out huh ????