Inbox for sticksandbones

[sesa]

I will make this pretty later

(Spoilers I won't, I always say I will but I won't-)

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INVENTORY:

-Grenade Launcher with 3 ammo stacks (refreshes monthly)

-Nondescript gaming console (it's an offbrand Nintendo Switch)

-Some glowing star rocks from an investigation with Elsword in the Deep Woods

-A little knitted dragon from Elsword that I forgot to link and am too lazy to find now

-1 Kotatsu that he keeps in his room at the lab. It's red with light beige birds on it

-His toolbox from Rhodes

-A workshop that connects to Gnosis' lab via a breezeway. He lives there with Passenger now

-3 erythrites, used to make Passenger a pair of earrings

Comments

[sesa]

Ah, yes! Of course...most of the ones I kept are back at my workshop, but I do keep a few in my pocket for situations such as these.

[Like obviously you never know when you might be speaking to a diety who could have information on them.

He rummages around in his pocket until he's able to locate a couple, holding them out on his palm carefully for the serpent to inspect.]

[sticksandbonesmods]

[The Cosmic Serpent rears back before leaning back in- except this time it is smaller, more like a regular nurse shark's size as she looks at the darkened stars.]

These are star shards that lost their magic. It comes with overuse, or neglect- perhaps the ambient area absorbed the magic, but they are nothing more than hollow shells now. Perhaps... they could make some decoration or another. But that is all.

[mooninthewater]

[ ! A shark! Oh how cute. Mizuki would hug it if he knew it’d be okay. ]

Do… all the shards run out of magic eventually…? How much magic is condensed into one shard??

[ Sorry, Cosmic Serpent. He’s very inquisitive. ]

[sesa]

[Shark…we loev shark.

Also feel free to skip Sesa here he has nothing to contribute he’s just listening like a good boy.]

[forwander]

[His tailfeathers...

Elliot has... no earthly idea how to get them to stop doing that. They are fluffed, he wants mate, what do you want him to do about this. Lying on a bed like this, there's no where to really push them down or out of the way without risking pulling them. Mmm...]

Hold on...

[And Elliot, momentarily, has to separate the two of them even if he doesn't want to. He lifts his leg and tries not to knee Sesa in the ribs or something, and then rolls over onto his stomach and stands up on his knees, reaching back to hold the tailfeathers aside since they will not unfluff no matter how much he wills them too.]

I think this should make it easier.

[Something in his primal instincts right now says this position is the ideal one.]

[sticksandbonesmods]

It depends on the Star who made the shard, when it comes to how much is in one. Humans could earn themselves a lifetime of magic by consuming one. If they go unused, the magic will seep out back into nature. The forest you reside in was always a fae forest, so it would thrive with star magic.

[mooninthewater]

And in turn, the creature, right? Should we be trying to get the stars out of there, then…? Is there any way to help them?

[sticksandbonesmods]

It's much too late. These shards are hollow- they have long since been drained. They might make a particularly crunchy snack, or some pretty decoration, but the magic is gone and will not come back.

[mooninthewater]

What about the ones still in the forest? Are they still there?

after the boys finish boying

[forwander]

[Elliot is, one would say, kind of strange in the way that he thinks and acts. Sesa already knows this, of course. For as possessive and downright obsessed as Elliot can be, though, when the boys were playing their various Gay Games, Elliot said sure, go ahead, I don't mind. He knows these things are just games and that's why all the taken people are macking on the other taken people. It's not his thing, but Sesa's more than allowed.

It's juuuuuuuuuust...

Sometimes, Elliot surprises himself with how madly possessive he gets over the Vouivre. He'd already jumped Sesa's bones after the wet T-shirt contest for obvious reasons, and that wasn't out of jealous but rather just because he saw beefy titty and acted up about it. The kissing at spin the bottle, though?? It's not like he expects to not share Sesa in that case, of course, but something in his blood starts to simmer at the way the others mack on what's his.

It's unhealthy. Elliot has never shied away from his unhealthy habits in the past, and he's not about to start now. Not a single part of him even realises this is a problem when he pulls Sesa back into the cabana at the night's end, huffing, feathers flared, and just

full-stop bites him on the shoulder through his shirt.

Elliot's teeth are not sharp, this will not leave more than a bruise behind, but that does not change the fact that he's simply Biting now.]

[sticksandbonesmods]

[The Cosmic Serpent tilts his head slightly.]

Stars, or star shards?

[mooninthewater]

Er... I guess both? S-sorry, I don't think I'm smart enough to understand what exactly is goin' on out there...

[sticksandbonesmods]

There are many stars remaining within the forest, but none of the star shards that are not in the turtle woman's care carry any spark.

[sesa]

[....oh Elliot. Ooooooh Elliot. OOOOH ELLIOT-

Sesa watches with bated breath as Elliot pulls away and just...rolls over for him, on hands-and-fucking-KNEES for him, ass up and tail feathers spread no matter how hard he tries to keep them out of the way, and something in Sesa's self control pops comically like a balloon.

He only just barely holds himself back from actively ripping those tailfeathers out with his teeth, but even so...the compromise ends up being Sesa grabbing for Elliot's ass with both clawed hands, immediately ducking down to press his lips fervently to the base of his tail, right where it meets his spine.

Hi, he'll get to stuffing you in a moment-]

[sesa]

[You know, by now, Sesa likes to think he's gotten used to all of the unexpected curve-balls that Elliot could throw at him. He knows about his past. He knows about the atrocities. He knows, quite well, his obsession with him. He knows it all.

...but he probably underestimated how deep that obsession ran, to the point where it's not just obsession, but possession.

Which is to say: fucking OW?

It's not extremely painful. It won't even break skin. He's Liberi, not Vouivre, but thaat doesn't mean it's expected either. Especially not when it's coupled with Elliot dragging him back into their shared cabana, visibly agitated, before just hauling off and biting him.]

Ah! D-...Dear, if you want to make love, you need only say so-

[But that also doesn't mean Sesa will stop being stupid-]

[mooninthewater]

...Alright. [ Just alright. He supposes they don't know a lot about the stars yet, anyway, so he isn't sure what he should be asking, but... ] Well, sorry for waking you up, Hoshibi. Thanks for talking with us, though. We'll come and visit sometimes and make sure you're doing alright.

[sesa]

[As this conversation is happening, Sesa has been staring at the shards in his palm, because them being likened to a “crunchy snack” has done things to his brain. They are forbidden candy…]

Hm? O-oh, yes! Yes. It has been a pleasure speaking with you, Hoshibi. We would be happy to visit any time.

[forwander]

[Elliot isn't sure if he wants to ride a dragon stupid or just bite him all night. Liberi aren't usually possessed with the urge to bite; their teeth are blunt, more humanlike, and it's not like he could hope to break through Sesa's thick scales anyway. Maybe it seems like they're going to be sleeping together when Elliot backs Sesa against the bed and climbs on top of him, sitting on his hips, but

it's very much not sweet and cute like he tries to be whenever he wants something. Other than the first time they ever fooled around, where Elliot climbed into Sesa's lap and told him that there was no going back if he closed the gap, he tends to be a little more demure. More submissive.

This is not that. Elliot plants himself firmly on Sesa's hips and stares down at him with his feathers fluffed out in some mix of possessive jealousy and genuine lust. He can't make heads nor tails of it. Doesn't matter, really.]

Did you have fun?

[forwander]

Nnh...

[Whoops, wasn't expecting that somehow. Also please don't rip his tailfeathers out there's nothing that kills a mood more than bloody feathers.

The good news is, kissing is more than allowed, and Elliot croons in the back of his throat and lets this happen. It's not remotely getting fingered but that's fine, he likes the foreplay. They're in heat, it's not like either of them have the focus to do real foreplay without getting desperate.

Elliot is, however, going to make Sesa's state worse. He knows what he's doing when he suddenly starts up on another low birdsong, this one reminiscent of the song a prey animal makes when it's been caught in the claws of a predator. Submissive, pleading...]

[sesa]

[Sesa...has never seen Elliot like this before. He's been in his lap like this, yes, but he was being all sweet and cute, then. This is in start contrast, the way he pins him down with his thighs, every feather standing at attention while Sesa lays there where he was knocked over onto the bed, looking shell-shocked, but in a good way as his shoulder throbs beneath his clothing.

Hi? Hi. Hello.

He rumbles on an exhale, tentatively hovering his hands over Elliot's hips, wondering if he's allowed to place them there.]

I did. Though, nowhere near as much as I would have if you were there.

[sesa]

[They should do foreplay. They NEED to, because if Sesa doesn't at least attempt to stretch Elliot even a little bit, they'll both be hurting. That said, he can't be blamed if he wants to take a moment to indulge for a bit, can he? Not when Elliot is acting this way for him, so sultry and alluring.]

Ellie.

[he groans his name, the birdsong ringing between his ears as his claws drag deep red lines across his thighs until he's able to lift him up again, just enough so that Elliot is properly supported on his knees. While he's busily kissing and dragging his tongue at the base of those tailfeathers, he'll bring two fingers around and dip them into his own sheath, slicking them up (YOU GUYS HAVE LUBE, YOU BOUGHT LUBE AND YOU'RE NOT USING IT) so that his fingers are properly coated before bringing them up to Elliot's entrance, carefully finding and then slipping them inside as he so desperately craves, fingers pumping in time with each lingering kiss.]

[forwander]

[He's allowed, if he wants to. Elliot very much would appreciate it, but it's up to Sesa now. Not like Elliot won't make the choice super easy for him, when he leans down to capture Sesa's lips in a searing kiss, dragging his nails lightly along the Vouivre's jaw, and ending it in a sharp bite to his bottom lip.

He barely parts from Sesa, their lips centimetres apart, when he whispers:]

Did you think of me when you were liplocked with them?

[forwander]

[They have lube, but there's something much more primal and, dare Elliot think it, fun about Sesa using his own. Not that Elliot is thinking too hard about that one, because now his brain has gone full instincts on him. He wants to be railed, he wants to be bred, and the desperate cries in the back of his throat say that much. Yet he's only a person, and this process is necessary, if only because Elliot doesn't quite have the bits for immediate 0-to-100 penetration.

And yet he still thinks he can take Sesa fully. Maybe he can, but they're going to have to spend so much time on stretching him if so.

Right now? Elliot is white-knuckling the sheets both at Sesa's fingers and his exploring tongue, barely managing anything other than noise, pushing his hips back as carefully as his body will allow. What he wants to do is thrust himself back on them as harshly as possible just to get off, but self-control is an art. An art which Elliot lacks, but hey.]

[sesa]

[Well, in that case...his hands will eventually settle there, his claws dancing along the sensitive skin of his thighs just in time for Elliot to kiss him so hard he actually feels his vision swim for a moment. He gasps aloud through the kiss at that bite, leaving him slightly panting between them when Elliot just barely draws back out of it.]

Yes...of course....none of them kiss like you do. My little bird...

[sesa]

[Listen, Sesa isn't going to blame Elliot at all for lacking self-control in this moment. Being in heat is going to do that to you, and he's lucky that his desire to not rip his partner apart outweighs his desire to fuck him brainless, at least for the next few minutes.

He isn't too gentle with the thrust of his fingers inside of him, at the very least. He isn't rough, but he's definitely going a bit faster than he would have normally, reaching as deeply as he can get away with in an effort to get him stretched quicker, so he can get inside of him sooner. He's already drooling precum all over the bedsheets as it is, both of his lengths now fully out of him and desperate to be stuffed inside.]

You're beautiful.

[Sesa croaks hoarsely against Elliot's spine, his lips slick with his own saliva (because yes he is DROOLING over the thought of getting to sink his teeth in, at some point), as he works him over.]