#Jinana x Julian

[the-iron-orchid]

Midsummer Masquerade Extras, Day 5: (Human) Furniture (Jinana x Julian)

“This chair is strangely affectionate.”

LBR, it’s probably also poking hir in the back lmao

Warnings and link to full version under the cut! 🔞 MINORS DNI!

Warnings: Faintly-visible neeps, marking, bondage, wrist/ankle restraints, chains, Human Furniture Julian (his collar says GOOD BOY lol)

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#vesuviaafterdark #my art #midsummer masq #taking my time with these remaining ones so i don't burn out lol #jinana x julian #apprentice x julian #lemon (sort of)

[devoraqs]

Dr Alexander MacRionnag

Basic Info:

Pronouns: He/him Birthday: 1st February Star Sign: Aquarius Age: 32-34 Height: 5′10-and-a-bit Scowl: Semi-permanent  Favourite Food: Goat’s cheese on brown toast Favourite Drink: Masala chai or dry stout Patron Major Arcana: 0 - The Fool Patron Minor Arcana: The King of Swords Main Magic Specialisation: Alchemy, sometimes astronomically charged, and pyromancy Familiar: Lughnasa, a female eurasian magpie Birthplace: Neuadd y Frenhines, Cumbric, Isles of Prydain Family: Meirneal MacRionnag (father), Morgaine Shonan MacRionnag (stepmother), Princess Gwenhwyfar Pendragon (eldest half sister), Princess Yvaine Pendragon (middle half sister), Princess Mared Pendragon (youngest half sister), Queen Nimue Pendragon (mother), Prince Uthyr Pendragon (step-father)

Face Cast: Paul McGann (ish) Theme Songs: Steer Your Way by Leonard Cohen, Halfway from Amélie the Musical

Links:

apprentice alexander - main tag for art and fics lughnasa - featuring the Best Birb

Ships:

Canon LIs: Ascha (Alexander x Asra), Ilyacha (Alexander x Julian), Alexander x Portia (ship name tbc), Sachasrian (Alexander x Julian x Asra) 

OC x OC Ships: Vissacha (Alexander x Vissenta @vissentasenadz), Visachra (Vissenta x Alexander x Asra), Jinacha (Alexander x Jinana @the-iron-orchid), Alchemy and Chill (Jinana x Vissenta x Alexander), Alexander x Amaryllis (@nvvermore)

Extra Fun Facts under the cut

Random fun facts:

plays the knee harp and fife, and can sing

incredibly bisexual

his fashion sense is ‘les mis and poldark reject meets eighth doctor chic’ with an added splash of Gender Roles Are Fake

earned his doctorate at age 21

not too shabby with a sword, preferring an épée or a bastard sword but capable of using a two-handed longsword

has several tattoos:

a blue triskelion on his left wrist

a blue and white aquarius over his heart

magpie wings and antlers crowning a sword on his back

and several piercings:

two lobes and two helixes on each ear

septum

nose

both nipples

prince albert

tongue

he has a large burn on his left shoulder/upper arm from an alchemy accident

when he overuses magic his body temperature drops, and his hands are nearly always cold to the touch

speaks several languages

cumbran

nalbe

vesuvian

zadithi

nevivic

old vesuvian

passable prakran and minor langue venterraise

his middle name is Medryd

his laughter sounds like a magpie caw

#apprentice alexander #the arcana #fan apprentice #oc bio #to be added to as time goes on

[luasworkshop]

17. Threesome + 'let me hear you' and/or 'does that feel good?' for Turel x Julian + Sex Elf Jinana, just like the artwork? ;) (I mean... ok Julian is a known screamer but it's funny to encourage him lmao) - the-iron-orchid

Oh yeah, absolutely - smut under the cut. (Goes with this image.)

Turel, despite his size, does always have his own tenderness, but he is certainly not incapable of roughness – there is a most delicate joy of letting the experiences of another guide his hand in pleasure for all.

Jinana delicately adjusts one of Turel’s tight locs back over the shell of his ear, watching contentedly as he pulls Julian by his thighs to take every inch of his cock.

“Does that feel good, darling?” S/he asks as though the deep shuddering gasp from the prone redhead wasn’t indicative enough.

He whimpers something incoherently in reply, vague and full of pleading want, his legs instinctually wrapping around Turel’s waist.

“I think you’re going to have to fuck him harder, Turel.” S/he says with a curl of laughter around the edges of it.

Turel, moving with the patience and poise of a monolith, obediently, rises to his knees for a better angle. With his position thus shifted, Jinana stands at nearly hir full height behind him, arms wrapped casually around his shoulders. Leaning against the warm expanse of his broad back has proven to be a perfect vantage point, where Julian can watch hir subtle but familiar expressions as Turel takes his time at hir guidance to absolutely wreck him.

His large hands are soft against Julian’s thighs as he arranges him just so, such that he can begin a gentle rhythm downward, rocking into him at first gently, but with an increasing pace and depth. Julian’s grip on his own wrists is white-knuckled even as his pale skin flushes pink all the way down the expanse of his chest. Turel rumbles contentedly at the moan Julian makes as his own shaft twitches deep inside of him. Hazel eyes narrowed in pleasure, his broad smile is full of warmth as each thrust of him is enough to shake Julian’s whole frame. It is not just Turel’s cock, but each shuddering thrust, each motion that pushes him further against the floor (pressed up to the edge of the bed as he is, totally prone and long limbs akimbo) that shakes his spine and ribs that makes him make small, eager noises.

Jinana adjusts hirself a little against Turel’s back, crossing one leg behind the other, placing almost all of hir weight against him. If he notices, it is no matter for him to carry, and his motions do not slow. Like a sea-smoothed boulder in the sun, he’s deeply comfortable. “Oh Julian, let’s hear you” S/he says with hir familiar, gentle tone of self-assured authority.

The moan that utters from his frame is almost enough to startle himself when he hears it. Each of Turel’s motions is punctuated with an articulated gasp, giving an almost musical lilt to their congress. Turel tips his head back slightly as Jinana runs a hand over his hair. His pace against Julian has increased to a fervor, slapping Julian’s cock against his belly. There is a noise somewhere deep in Turel’s chest, not so much heard as felt, and laying against his back, it resonates against Jinana’s core.

Julian can’t articulate his wants harder, rougher, more, more, more, but each of his wailing, gasping, breaths sends the message clear enough. Jinana sighs with contentment against Turel’s shoulder, still gently playing with his hair.

“Come in him, Turel.” S/he languidly breathes against his skin. “Julian, when you are ready.”

There is a massive shudder through Turel, tightness radiating from his core, he pulls Julian’s legs as tightly around him as he can manage, articulating some sort of noise heard only by snakes and stones. The warmth pooling inside Julian, pressed tightly around him tips him over the edge as well, though his noises are far from so subtle. It is a wail of utter human ecstasy, misery, want, and need as he spills, up-side-down as he is, enough to splatter along his cheek.

#Turel #Julian #Jinana #My Writing #Prompt #Thank you for Asking!

[the-iron-orchid]

[ Domestic Prompts ]

He doesn’t even look up from his work when he does it; the quill in his right hand continues its illegible scratching across the paper. It’s the same when s/he passes by with another cup of strong black coffee, or a plate of kolaches; when they sit down together for a meal at the little corner table in the kitchen, or for drinks at the Raven.

He does it, too, when s/he passes by on the way to hir own worktable in the newly expanded upper level of the shop, over the clinic next door.

Whichever hand is free, it interposes itself between hir and the corner of whatever desk, table or chair s/he is passing by. Half the time, s/he bumps into it with hir hip, or even hir arm; s/he is not tall.

He does not complain.

“Why do you do that, darling?” s/he asks him, perhaps the hundredth time it happens.

“Hm? Do what?” Julian asks in turn, pushing the hair out of his eyes in just the same automatic way.

“This.” Jinana demonstrates, cupping hir hand over the corner of the desk.

His color heightens, just a little. “Oh! Uh, that... well, you see, I noticed that you always seemed to have a little bruise, right about here.” He extends a finger, poking hir in the hip. “And sometimes here.” He briefly touches hir arm, currently free of any such blemish. “So I, uh, well I mean it’s not much of a cushion, but it seems to help?” His flush increases as Jinana gives a light snort.

“Doctor Devorak, you are absolutely ridiculous.” S/he bends to place a kiss on his brow, feeling the skin heat itself under hir lips. “And I love you for it.”

#fluffs! #Jenjamin's writing tag #something to do while I tackle the issue of Marcus Aquila's junk lmao #at least it's slowly starting to cool off here #95 instead of 99! ;P #Doctor Disaster #apprentice x Julian #Jinana x Julian

[the-iron-orchid]

get bit idiot.jpg

Julian can get gnawed on, as a treat. (Part 1 of ???)

Details, tech notes, and link to 2k render under the cut!

skinnnnnnnnnnn

Mostly I just wanted to show off Julian's new and more detailed skin, now with faint freckles!

Every model has at least 6 individual sets of 4k resolution textures: face, head, torso, arms, legs, and eyes. Each of these sets has 4-6 maps for various channels of the skin shader. Sometimes I luck out and I can use a single set of texture resources, but more commonly I remix anywhere from 2-3 different sets to get what I want. Julian required 3 sets layered on each other, plus some custom detailing by hand. Sometimes u just gotta Skrunkle that Man

[ FULL 2K RENDER ]

#my art #julian devorak #the arcana julian #apprentice x julian #the arcana fan art #jinana aditya #spicy #he holdin on for dear life because his legs done gave out lmao #he's so fucking lorge compared to Jinana it kills me every time #tfw bf is 14 inches taller and probably twice ur weight or more #anyway i'm declaring this done because I'm tired of staring at it #and I have other stuff to get done!

[the-iron-orchid]

From Sexual Tension Prompts: "[ LICK ] : sender licks something from their thumb or lips in front of receiver." With classic Jinana/Julian?

(In which Julian starts a battle he knows he can't win, lmao)

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Vesuvia is full of little cafes, specializing in everything from Zadithi green cardamom coffee to Prakran chaat and chai; one may find places serving strong black tea from samovars in the Nevivon style, or even, in one notable little shop, the salted butter tea of the high steppes.

Most are so small that they must place their tables and chairs out in front, but Julian does not mind this; he likes to watch the people go by, about their daily business. He also likes to watch Jinana in turn, hir dark eyes flicking here and there with hir restless attention - tracking the path of a ladybug, the meandering of a child, the leaping of a street cat from awning to awning.

When those eyes inevitably return to him, he very deliberately brings a bit of pastry-cream to his lips on the tip of his thumb. He licks it off with a slow curling of his tongue, unable to keep a smirk from curling his lips, too. S/he watches him steadily, a single brow arching in amusement.

S/he then lifts hir own cup, draining the last of the coffee within. It leaves a bit of foamed milk along hir upper lip, and even as he watches, the very tip of hir pink tongue emerges to lick it away with a leisurely, sensuous deliberation. Hir eyes remain locked with his, and Julian can't help the heat that begins to pool in his cheeks, and elsewhere.

Jinana simply smiles at this evidence of his defeat. "Oh, darling," s/he says, sweet as honey. "Do keep trying."

S/he drops a tiny wink before rising, and he follows, as he must always follow, willingly. He would have it no other way.

#Jenjamin's writing tag #ask memes answered #Jinilya #Jinana Aditya #Julian Devorak #apprentice x julian #mc x julian #thanks for sending in! It's always fun to write my bread and butter ship ahaha #featherwurm #mildly spicy

[the-iron-orchid]

BOOK  VII: THE CHARIOT

Chapter 4: The Dark (1182 words)

Warnings: Explicit chapter. Domination/submission dynamic, mild degradation, semi-public, handjob, edging.

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Julian sinks to his knees before me; his height is such that it makes him only half a head shorter than myself. But that is of no consequence. His submission, and my acceptance of that submission, is what matters here.

This is what truly pleases me - his desperation, his willingness, his helplessness to resist. It is as natural for me to take control as it is for him to yield it. It is this essential duality that brings us together, something as inevitable as the pull of one lodestone for another.

Even this is not enough to make him stay with me. But it is enough to keep him here, in this moment. Having discovered this, or perhaps re-discovered it… I will take what I can get, before it is gone.

I lift his chin in my fingers, and he looks at me in turn, his eye heavy-lidded with his desire. I bend forward slightly, bringing our lips into contact once more. He presses himself up to me with a pure hunger that seems to infuse his entire being.

“Jinana, please…”

“I can’t read your mind, Julian. You have to ask.” 

He flushes so violently that I can feel his skin heating itself under my hand. “I… I want you to… touch me. Let me take that much with me - the memory of your touch, your kiss.”

It doesn’t have to be this way. He condemns himself with his own stubbornness.

“To touch you? That covers a lot of ground, Julian. You’re going to have to be more specific.”

He makes an inarticulate sound, then his gloved hands fumble after my hips, pulling me to him. As once before, I feel an obvious and heated hardness pressed to my thigh, and he shudders against me.

I plunge my right hand into his hair, taking a firm grip at his nape, tilting his head back so that he is forced to look at me. I run the thumb of my other hand lightly over his lips, and he parts them, taking the digit into his mouth and sucking eagerly at it.

“Show me how much you want me to touch you.” With a soft moan, he begins to rock his hips against me, as he did the night before, rubbing himself against me through the fabric of our clothing.

“Just like a dog,” I laugh, and he makes a strangled little sound. “How cute.” I know what he wants; he wants to be punished, even as he is pleasured. He wants me to demean him, to use him; it’s what he feels he deserves. What he wants most, however, I will not give. 

He has not earned it.

I release him, taking my thumb from his mouth. My hands fall to his shoulders, and he lets himself be pushed back against the nearest piling, landing with legs akimbo. I advance upon him, one hand again seizing his nape, while the other yanks open his collar. He hisses in his breath as I deliver sharp bites to the skin, his own hands running over my back, my hips, my legs. My lips find the place where the mark hides beneath his skin; my teeth cause it to reveal itself, briefly.

Julian’s hand clutches at mine, taking hold of it, dragging it down his body. He groans as our joined hands encounter his restrained erection, trapped under those close-fitted trousers of his.

“My goodness,” I tell him. “So worked up already.” I don’t feel like fussing with the sash tied about his waist; a snap of my fingers causes it to instantly unwind itself, falling aside, and he grunts in surprise. “You’ve been with a magician before,” I say. “Surely it is not so startling?”

But he is more concerned with tugging up the hem of his voluminous shirt, unfastening the top of his pants and spreading them open. It is too dark for me to be able to see much, but my hand finds the peculiar coolness of his skin, following the trail of hairs that leads down his flat belly.

That coolness quickly becomes heated as I continue, my fingertips running over the softer, more delicate skin of his rigid cock. Julian’s hips press urgently to my touch, and I find that I like this, too. I pull his head back with my grip on his hair, bringing my mouth down on his even as my other hand strokes him. He gives a low whine in his throat as I bite roughly at his lower lip.

His pleasure and his pain are at my command, willingly given, and once again there is that sense I had before, of something that is correct. I move my hand more quickly, encircling him as best I can - my hands are small, and he is not. Julian begins to groan, his mouth moving under mine, trying to push his way into my own. His body squirms and undulates under my touch, fascinating me.

If only there were more time to explore this, to understand - but he is committed to his course.

His breathing is coming harshly now, the tension in his frame rising to a crescendo - and I abruptly cease my motion, causing him to give a sharp cry of frustration, to mutter and plead under his breath even as his hips lift to try and seek my touch.

“Oh god, Jinana, please -”

“Beg me for it.” Again, I have surprised even myself with this command. But Julian simply accepts it, immediately loosing a torrent of groveling words, until the resumed motion of my hand takes the power of speech from him again.

Interested, I repeat this process a few times, until his entire body is quivering with denied need, until his entreaties have become a disjointed, fevered repetition. Only then do I take him to completion, his back arching, hips jerking, the cries he makes muffled by my own mouth.

He seems rather dazed as he comes back to himself, his breathing ragged, his limbs trembling. It is, of course, a simple matter for me to remove all evidence of this encounter with my magic, and any marks I may have left on his skin are long healed.

Let him have only the memory.

Julian remains where he is, sprawled against the piling with pants and shirt in disarray, jacket rucked up from his waist as he catches his breath. As tempted as I am to rise, turn and walk away - he surely deserves it - it feels wrong, somehow. I do not have it in me to do this and to leave.

I help him to rise on unsteady legs, to put himself back together. His shaking hands fumble with the sash, and I take this task over for him; soon he is presentable once more, as if this thing had not occurred between us.

But it is reflected still in the way he looks down at me, and in the way his hands cradle my face as he tips it up to him one last time, for one last kiss, longer than breath can hold.

#arcana rewrite: tides of chaos #the arcana rewrite #jinana aditya #julian devorak #lemon #apprentice x julian

[the-iron-orchid]

A helpful shitpost shipping chart for those who are new here, or just confused by the sheer volume of bullshit coming from me, @vissentasenadz and @devoraqs 😂

Vissacha (Vissenta x Alexander): THEM. The OG Cruiseliner Ship. Spawner of a Thousand AUs.

Visachra (Vissenta x Alexander x Asra): Never meme about ships, it will destroy ur life

Jinacha (Jinana x Alexander): The Little Tugboat That Could. We workin on it lmao

Jinilyacha? (Jinana x Alexander x Julian, aka Sacha Sandwich): Entirely theoretical, but also? Destroy That Man. Julian ‘Fruit On The Bottom’ Devorak strikes again

Jissana (Jinana x Vissenta): Top on Top Brainrot got us actin Unwise

Jissacha (Jinana x Vissenta x Alexander, aka Alchemy and Chill): Never Meme About Ships, Part Deux. Theoretical, but we feel the Power of Satan inside of us 😈😈😈

#this probably doesn't help at all I just wanted to make the chart lmao #I like that five out of six of these ships involve Alexander that man is just gettin it from all angles lmao #Vissacha #Visachra #Jinacha #Jissana

[the-iron-orchid]

Renderpalooza: Midsummer Masq Edition!

Man you guys are horny

All right, here’s how this goes:

I’ve divvied up the prompts by day, plus the available options, under the cut.

1) Pick your participants (Note: 3-person slots have all been filled; 1-2 only, please!)

2) Pick your prompt(s). Requests may select any number of prompts from the same day, but once all prompts for a given day are claimed, that day is FULL. A certain amount of overlap is all right, at my discretion.

3) Pick your outfit theme. I can’t promise to match specific outfits, these are general ‘vibes’!

4) Pick how spicy you want this to be, from ‘tasteful portrait’ to ‘explicit af’

Notes: Please limit requests to two per requestor! Backgrounds will be abstract and lighting will be simple. I reserve the right to cap requests at any time, or refuse requests I’m not comfortable with. I can’t promise I’ll get to them all, I am but one Little Guy™, but I’ll do my best!

I will update this post as prompts are claimed.

PART 1: The Participants

Select from the list of available models. You may select either a themed solo portrait of your chosen character, or a scene with 2-3 figures.

*As always, requests involving OCs that are not yours must be approved by the other party!

OCs:

Jinana

Heron ( @vesuvian-disaster )

Marcus Aquila ( @vesuvian-disaster )

Donatello ( @bottomvalerius )

Miloš ( @xx-sharpfawngz-xx )

Turel ( @fullyfunctionalapprentice & @luasworkshop )

Ell’iandyr ( @foxfirefallout​ )

Bastien ( @daisydevorak )

Vida ( @apprenticevida )

Alexander ( @devoraqs )

Vissenta ( @vissentasenadz )

Tsedi ( @joasakura )

Misery - pending model completion ( @misery-lake​ )

Coatli - pending model completion ( @coyoxxtl​ )

LIs/Canon:

Julian

Nadia

Asra

Portia

Valerius

PART 2: The Prompts

DAY 1: FULL!

Baths Claimed, Marcus/Jinana/Julian

Group Sex (up to 3 figures) Claimed, JinAsrian

Orgasm Denial Claimed, JinAsrian

Food Play Claimed, Marcus/Jinana/Julian

DAY 2: FULL!

Exhibitionism claimed, Visadia

Lingerie claimed, Heron/Jinana/Valerius

Collars claimed, Heron/Jinana/Valerius and Visadia

Impact Play claimed, Heron/Jinana/Valerius

DAY 3: FULL!

Outdoors claimed, Tsedi x viewer

Role Reversal claimed, Jinana/Vida

Pet Play claimed, Jinana/Bastien

Bondage claimed, Tsedi x viewer

DAY 4: FULL!

Voyeurism claimed, Nadia/Jinana/Julian

Suspension claimed, Nadia/Jinana/Julian

Magic (Claimed, Heron/Ell)

Humiliation claimed, Nadia/Jinana/Julian

DAY 5: FULL!

Toys claimed, Portia + viewer

Praise Claimed, Vidasrian

Temperature Play claimed, Jinana/Turel

Furniture Claimed, Jinana/Julian

DAY 6: FULL!

Role Play (costumes) claimed, Vissacha

Overstimulation claimed, Jinanatello

Dirty Talk claimed, Jinanatello

Sensory Deprivation (Blindfold) Claimed, Miz/Valerius

DAY 7: FULL!

Shibari claimed by meeee if I can make it happen

Anonymous claimed, Julian

Body Worship claimed, Sachasrian

Marking also claimed by me, surprise

PART 3: Outfit Vibes

Pick one!

Classic Lingerie (bustiers, stockings, etc)

Soft Boudoir (camis, negligee, etc)

Leather n Lace

Fantasy (all kinds of impractical drapey stuff)

The Jewelry Is The Outfit (lotsa chains n jewelry, maybe pasties and a panty/stocking combo)

Masks Only - this is a Masquerade, after all!

PART 4: Level of Spicies

Choose how spicy you want this to be!

🌶: PG - probably just a sexy portrait, nothing you can’t post on tunglr

🌶🌶 : R - Visible neeps, suggestion of full frontal nudity but no fully-visible gens.

🌶🌶🌶 : NC-17 - Full frontal relaxed nudity, and/or obvious ‘activity’ is happening but only partly visible

🌶🌶🌶🌶 : XXX - explicit activity, everything is showing, go for broke

HAVE FUN!

#midsummer masq #vesuvia after dark #let's goooooo

[the-iron-orchid]

Smoochin down at the goth club 🦇💋

(The last one is 100% POV: you just tried to talk to Jinana and Julian is like... I’ve finally found someone willing to take on a 6′4 bottom, don’t you dare)

#the arcana modern au #the arcana fan apprentice #julian devorak #apprentice x julian #jinana aditya #jinana x julian #3D art #daz studio #my art #doctor disaster

[the-iron-orchid]

3a for Julian and Jinana with Goth Club Style🖤

[ Renderpalooza! ]

"I'm not going to put any props in these renders" - me, fucking lying to myself again

Full size link under the cut!

[ Full Size ]

#my art #renderpalooza! #julian devorak #apprentice x Julian #Jinana x Julian #Jinana Aditya #he's so lorge lmao #thanks for sending in! <3

[the-iron-orchid]

I think Jinana/Julian with E2 would be very very funny - gently cup him titty.

[ Renderpalooza! ]

TFW tiny partner maliciously puts icy lil hands on ur tiddies

(link to full size under cut!)

[ Full Size ]

#my art #spicy #jinana x julian #apprentice x julian #julian devorak #Jinana Aditya #doctor disaster #had to put a bed for hir to kneel on so s/he could reach ;P #you didn't specify clothes so no clothes lmao (j/k it just works for this one) #renderpalooza!

[the-iron-orchid]

After the club...

These two previews are literally all I can show you, lmao

Links to full versions (4 renders) under the cut...

🔞🍋MINORS DNI I S2G

Warnings: PiV, bite marks, pierced nips for everyone, boots and gloves stay ON ok

Angle 1 - Jinana’s tiny belly is important to me

Angle 2 - The Sacred Ass

Angle 3 - The Ass is tiny yet powerful

Bonus: Julian can have a little tongue, as a treat

#all i can ever think about is what I need to improve lol but I hope you enjoy this humble offering of smut #try not to get your piercings tangled you two #why yes Julian just keeps getting fuzzier with each render lol #my art #lemon #jinana x julian #apprentice x julian #julian devorak #the arcana julian

[the-iron-orchid]

d4 with Jinana and Julia, but Julian is the one leaning on the wall. Eiter Jinana is standing on a box or Julian is crouching I don't care I just want to see it lol

[ Renderpalooza! ]

Pretty sure this is literally how they met in the Modern AU lmao

(link to full size render under the cut!)

(he is sitting on a stool actually, but his pants wouldn't behave so it got cut out lol)

[ Full Size Render ]

#thanks for sending in! <3 #my art #renderpalooza! #julian devorak #jinana aditya #jinana x julian #apprentice x julian

[the-iron-orchid]

E3 for Julian and Jinana maybe ?

The face of a man who knows he's gonna get lucky anyway, even if he's being absolutely insufferable about it

tunglr massacred the quality, so here's the big version (smiles and shouting are the hardest facial expressions to do in 3D - I snapshotted all the individual pose tweaks that make up his insufferable grin under the cut just for fun)

a bunch of them are connected to other dials, which helps, but still like holy shit lmao

#ask memes answered #anonymous #Jenjamin's V-Day Extravaganza #my art #jinana x julian #apprentice x julian #I love this violently salmon-colored choli on Jinana

[the-iron-orchid]

[ humiliation ] & [ eyes ] for Julian and Jinana

(optionally also [ knees ] & [ good ])

Short but filthy, happy birthday Julian lmao

Pairing: Jinana/Julian, ~700 words

Warnings: Domination, bondage, implied oral, dirty talk, humiliation/degradation, mild impact play, orgasm control, mild footworship, slightly mean handjob, f l u i d s, praise kink

🔞🍋MINORS DNI

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“You can’t hide from me that way, darling. I want you to look at me.”

Julian’s eyes fly open, locking onto hirs as hir hand grips his chin, tipping his head back slightly. The rest of him is firmly bound in a complex series of knots, keeping him helpless on his knees, his wrists bound to his ankles. Jinana is seated directly before him, one leg crossed over the other, riding crop in hand. S/he traces it idly over the ropes that crisscross his thighs.

“Ah, look at you. What a filthy little slut you are. You’ll bend over for anyone, won’t you? You just can’t help yourself.” S/he smiles, and he gives a little whine as the riding crop runs along the inside of his thigh, stopping just short of where his engorged cock - also bound - stands at attention. “Why do you think you deserve for me to touch you?”

He licks his lips. “Let me between your legs again, darling," he says, his voice husky. "Let me please you some more. I’ll do anything you want.”

“Oh sweetling, this isn’t a negotiation. I want you to beg. Grovel, my dear. Abase yourself sufficiently, and I might just let you come. Or I may not.” This last is punctuated with a smart little rap of the riding crop against his thigh, and he groans. “Tell me what you want… and how much you want it, like the desperate little whore you are.”

He shudders, but he does not dare to look away. “So much, so fucking much. Fuck me, hurt me, use me, I don’t care, just please, please touch me. I’m your slut, I’m your whore, I’m trash, I’m nothing. Come all over my face again, step on me, throw me away, but oh god, please touch me. Please let me come.”

This flood of words is punctuated by light slaps of the riding crop, urging him on. More words spill out of him, a torrent of pleading and self-debasement. He contorts himself to lavish kisses on the upper surface of hir foot where it rests against hir leg, still holding hir unrelenting gaze, still mouthing his litany against hir skin, becoming more and more disjointed as these very acts increase his desperation for release.

Finally, Jinana leans forward, seizing the thick curls at the back of his head in one hand, the other wrapping around the slick head of his cock. Julian sucks in his breath, his face flushing even more deeply as s/he drags his head back, and still he does not dare to look away, or to close his eyes for more than the instant of a blink.

S/he watches him closely as s/he moves hir hand on him, jerking him off roughly, and he can’t help trying to wriggle in his bonds, a sort of undulation. “Writhing like the worm you are, darling,” s/he laughs, dipping hir head to take his lower lip between hir teeth. Then, against his mouth, s/he speaks the words that push him over the edge: “Oh, Ilya… come for me. Right now.”

His eyes go wide, his body rigid as the spasm quickly takes him, and he gives a series of loud, frantic cries, partially muffled by hir mouth.

As he starts to calm, s/he embraces him, winding hir arms around his shoulders. He is shaking, sweating, breathing harshly. S/he murmurs into his ear: “Good boy, Ilya. You did so well for me.” S/he runs hir fingers into his hair, massaging at his scalp, and he begins to relax against hir. A few quiet words of magic, and his bonds slip away from him, allowing him to embrace hir in turn, both of them heedless of the sweat or the fluids that spatter his chest and belly. He holds hir tightly to him, his reality in the wake of the fiction. It is a sort of mortification, a voluptuous purging of the pain and the self-loathing; for a time, it brings him peace. For a time, he can feel that he has earned the love that others have to give, and the care that s/he lavishes on him now.

For a time.

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