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b-yeonder · 4 years

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Hey are the requests open? If so, can you do a a-z nsfw for Lucifer? If they're not open then please ignore this. Anyways, I love your writing and I'm looking forward to more 😊😊😊

I’ve never done one of these before so I hope it’s okay. Also I struggle to take anything seriously so of course there’s gonna be some dumb shit in here. Anyway, hope you enjoy and thank you so much!

Warnings: NSFW, mentions of murder

NSFW A-Z: LUCIFER

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Lucifer can be rough - he's known to be a sadist after all but that doesn't mean he doesn't know how to look after you once he's had his way. Softens his voice, asks if you're okay, if there's anything you need. Will clean you up and praise you for how well you did. If it's him needing the aftercare, he's very quiet, playing over what just happened. Appreciates a drink and gentle caresses to bring him back down to earth

B = Body Part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I think that Lucifer has quite a lot of insecurities - being told you're perfect all the time can make you dwell more on your flaws (or what you deem to be flaws.) But one thing he does like is his eyes. He knows he can make you lose yourself in his eyes with a single look. One look from across the room and he can have you begging for him within moments.On you he loves your hands. He doesn't let many people get close, let alone touch him, but your hands can ease his pains and make him feel loved. Massages, caresses, the way you hold his head against your chest at night, or the way you grip his cock so eagerly once he's riled you up. Also ties into a little somethin' I'll mention below in the D section eh ehhhh. (Oh and your mouth is a close second. (And not just because you called him baby boy once and had him malfunctioning for a whole hour.))

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Lucifer doesn't like the thought of cleaning up, so prefers to cum inside you - it's his main way of showing that you're his. But accidents happen and there have been times he's slipped out at the last minute and coated the skin of your stomach/back and for a moment he found himself admiring it - like a new way of marking you as his. Oh he also likes painting your tongue with his cum too because watching you swallow it makes his pride bl o s s o m.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Dirty to him anyway - he actually likes submitting to you. (Once you two are quite established.) Shock horror! But you're the only one he trusts to completely let loose with, and sometimes when you have this much pressure on you it's nice to let someone else take control. BE HONOURED. OH and the hand thing. He will fucking worship your digits. Kiss 'em, suck 'em, nuzzle 'em. OOF.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's been around for a long time, so it goes without saying he's had plenty of experience. He's well versed in the basics and is quick to pick up on every little thing you like to use against you (in the best way possible).

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Likes being able to see your face, to watch every little sound escape your lips, every little sign of pleasure. Feeds off of it. But is not averse to shoving you face first into the mattress and fucking you senseless until you can barely utter a word. So y'know depends on his mood really.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Serious. But dumb shit can happen during sex and even the Mighty First is not immune to this. Will laugh stuff off and get things quickly back on track by muttering naughty things in that delicious voice of his. If you insist on being jokey he'll insist on making it so you can't do anything but moan ;)

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's a busy guy, but he makes sure to always be groomed. This does mean that things get on top of him and well...don't blame the overworked tired bean if he gets a little unruly down there sometimes, okay?

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's almost always quietly praising/encouraging you - in between the teasing of course.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He's a stressed mess, he needs to release his frustrations somehow. Does it less so since you came along, and honestly didn't masturbate too often before, but when he does it's a scene. He takes his time, making sure to work up to a glorious finish so that he can truly relax afterwards.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Probably has a Sir or Daddy kink. Kinda likes choking you as well. One time your hand slipped from his chest to his throat without you thinking and that's when he realised he kinda likes being choked too oii oiiii.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

His freakin' giant glorious bed because he's old and has back pain. Also bending you over his desk after rather troublesome days works too.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You teasing him throughout the day. "MC you're eating that corn too sexually I'm going to have to teach you a lesson later." "Did you just call me mum? I don't care if it's an accident, I'm going to have to punish you later." "Did you just breathe? That's it, you asked for it." In all seriousness he rarely shows his want for you on the outside, but inside he'll be raring to ravage you. Depends on the day - one day you could have him popping a boner simply by rubbing your foot against his calf. The next, stripping naked and grinding on his face might not even make him blink.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

"Roleplay as Satan for me, Lucifer." You're probably dead before you even finish speaking those words, sorry I don't make the rules. (Oh wait I kinda do right now oops.)

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Prefers to give as he likes having the power over you to make you come completely undone. Can feel a little vulnerable receiving - maybe he got bitten by a devious ex lover, who knows, but once you get going and his confidence with you grows he likes nothing more than grabbing the back of your head and urging you to take more of him.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He can be both. Fast and rough are his go-to, and when he does go slow, his thrusts are still usually on the harder side.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He loves taking his time with you, as he likes driving you crazy for him but if the mood calls for it he has no issues with bending you over his desk and taking you right then and there. Will probably take extra care of you next time.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Damn straight he's down to experiment. Is curious to see how far both of you can go and what you're willing to do.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Only one round, his back hurts too much. I'm kidding, he can go a few rounds, and can last a long time. There have been a couple occasions he's cum rather fast - either when drunk, or it's been a while since the last time. Gets very embarrassed over it but knows it's natural and happens sometimes. (That’s not the norm though, he promises.)

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He got a bit crazy when you came along. Anything you like the sound of, he has. Already had blindfolds and things to bind you with - rope, ribbons, string cheese, you name it. But now you're here he has a whole collection of toys to tease you with. Even has a favourite vibrator he loves to leave strapped to your thigh so you can't get away from it. Ah, good times.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Biiitch. BIiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch. This monster is the biggest tease. "Hm...I'm not sure you deserve my cock today, MC. Now now, begging will get you nowhere." (It probably will eventually, just saying. ...Maybe.) He'll leave you on read for days but magically turn up just as you're about to pleasure yourself like "nuhuh bitch, not today."

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Fairly quiet - any sounds he does make are low in his throat, deep. Loses control closer to reaching his climax - gets breathier, speaks a little louder and noises are more frequent. Buuut once he did manage to wake up everyone in the house but that was because you'd been teasing him all day, you hadn’t slept together in like a week, and he'd been drinking and-- the list of excuses go on.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Was once convinced to try out women's underwear once after a conversation with Asmo and was pleasantly surprised by how nice his ass looked. Will never EVER tell anyone this though, not even you and shit I shouldn't even be writing this he's probably gonna-- Oh heyyy Lucifer, nothing to see here I was jus--*gurrKH*

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Decent length, decent thickness. Just enough to take a bit of work to fit in but not too much that it's uncomfortable, y'know?

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Not very high, definitely not above average. Can definitely go without, but his mind might wander.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends how tired he is, and how much is on his mind. You'll probably be the one to fall asleep first most of the time, which is great because he's good at giving after-sex cuddles. Plus your steady breathing makes it easier for him to sleep as well so...win win?

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jelanisaeed · 3 years

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Round 5: VS Turtwig- Legends Part 5

Hello everyone! Sooo, I had a whole plan for Jasper's chapters and then I scraped them lol Cause I'm chaotic like that lol. So, I made some edits to the ending of Chapter 4 which changed how this chapter begins. Basically, I removed the argument and ended it with a more diplomatic ending. The reason is that in light of everything going on in the world, I didn't want to have my male leads experiencing conflict with male leads right off the bat when I know my female lead won't experience the same. So, I decided to make all three have unique experiences core to their development and character.

There's a lot of pain in the world so I want to alleviate that. However, I feel it necessary to make this known moving forward. This author is a black queer man who supports Black Lives Matter. So a lot of my stories will have emotions and plot-lines geared towards the black experience (modified of course since this doesn't take place in our world). I feel like it's necessary to make that clear moving forward.

And before we move onto lighter things, I also wanna say Rest in Power Chadwick Boseman. You were loved and still are for your amazing contributions to the lives of black peoples and for being an icon that young black actors can strive for.

Nowww, on a lighter note. The song of choice for this chapter was all over the place lol. But I eventually settled on My Sanity by Thrii. They're amazing and that song is so beautiful.

Without further ado, I hope you enjoy the story!

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Pokémon Adventures: Turquoise, Jasper, & Ammolite

Round 5: VS Turtwig – Legends Part 5

Location: Veilstone City Date: August 4th , 3000 Time: 3:00pm

"Ight," Jasper finally said with a smooth grin. "I'll take your word for it."

Today hadn't gone as Jasper expected. Not surprised there. His days never followed a set plan. Something always came up and disrupted the course. Rocking the boat until he tumbled into the waters and swam for safety. Other times, however, he was surprised with a gift.

Much like today, he chuckled.

Jasper accepted the package from the cute guy. Had to be from Oreburgh with his purple miner hat over his short coils. Dressed the part, though the orange belt was a nice touch. Way better those gaudy belts the miners wore around Veilstone.

The package matched Jasper's aesthetic. Star-themed with his name written almost like constellations. Whoever this was from had great taste. Maybe Jasper could borrow some stationary from them? Regardless, he tore open the package and found three gifts—a timer ball, a letter, and some gadget.

"A pokémon?" Jasper snatched the ball and examined the transparent top. A turtle of some kind slept inside.

Mommy nudged him and flashed another encouraging smile. "Go on," she urged with cacturne mimicking her every move. "Let's see 'em?"

Everyone watched him, awaiting his next move. Even Kito stopped eating for this! Though the little looked fed up with all the waiting. Tapping his feet with arms folded across his tiny chest. Jasper chuckled. If Kito was ready for it then there was no reason why he shouldn't be.

"Ight—c'mon out, buddy!"

In a burst of light and smoke, the pokémon appeared. Much greener than he thought with a twig on its head. Still cute though. Even though it yawned nice and wide without care.

"A turtwig?" Mommy frowned.

Turtwig? Now that was name Jasper remembered. He learned about them in history class. Super rare pokémon that Pokémon Professors researched in Sinnoh. One of the Pokédex Holders had them too if he remembered right. Diamond, was it? Yeah, Diamond of that comedy duo.

But why me? Something soft nudged against his legs. Jasper looked down and smiled. Looks like Turtwig finally noticed him. Little guy smiled at him with those droopy yellow eyes of his.

"Professor Kapok gave you a turtwig, huh?" Baryte mused with furrowed brows. "Weird. What else is in there."

Guess this Professor Kapok didn't give out pokémon often. Much less to strangers. Jasper didn't have any teachers who matched the name. Although, there was this cool guest speaker who always asked him questions. Said something about having the eyes of a pyroar—whatever that meant. Jasper never paid it much mind.

"He gave me this weird-looking gadget," a handheld painted light yellow with purple stars, "and this letter."

A letter addressed to him in perfect script. Jasper snorted. Academics sure loved their cursive writing. Nonetheless, he opened the envelope and took the letter inside. Written in cursive as well, but on more star-themed stationary.

"Greetings, Jasper." Arceus, even the writing sounded intellectual. "I hope you remember me. Spoke at your school while you were just a litleo. Yet your eyes burned with the passion of pyroar. Such ferocity in your moments—I knew you'd be a force in the future."

So, it was them. Jasper assumed they were just another scientist. One of Daddy's colleagues perhaps? He met some of them in the past. Whenever he brought Daddy dinner during overtime hours. His coworkers always gushed about Jasper. Even teased Daddy about having the coolest son ever.

Their words…well, maybe he paraphrased a bit.

But this Professor Kapok came to his school. Taught the best lecture on dark type pokémon he ever sat through. Left without a trace, only to give him a gift years later. Jasper didn't believe much in faith, but this lined up too well not to be!

The letter soaked Jasper's mind with flowery metaphors. A few questionable ones, sure—The hell does "a blazing star in the void" mean? But he pushed through. Poetry was never his strong suit. Though Baryte took to it with ease and explained that stuff for him.

Smart guy, Jasper decided. Though, no surprise there. Baryte gave off the vibes.

He finished the letter shortly after. Only noticed then his trembling hands. The teardrops pelting the paper. And the soft arms hugging him from behind. The sensations struck at once. His heart led the sensation, pounding in beat to his sobs.

Little turtwig even hopped into his arms. Little turtwig—a pokémon he just met—came to comfort him with soft nuzzles to his chest. Jasper accepted each brush and hugged the little guy closer to his chest.

Professor Kapok gave him a gift to treasure. Not just in this new pokémon. But the opportunity of the lifetime inscribed in his words.

"I never enjoyed seeing the lights of stars dimming away," the letter had said. "So, for you, I'll send a private nurse for your mother. So, you may take your journey uninhibited and breathe life into the star burning within you."

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Jasper emerged from the bathroom refreshed. A grin slapped across his face as he hung a dry towel around his neck. Perfect for catching the water dripping from his shrunken afro. Had to love washdays. Never failed to leave him as stress-free as the towel slung around his waist. Almost made the cold shower worth it.

Almost. Jasper stilled loathed them with a burning passion.

I guess they good for something, Jasper shrugged and walked back to his room. They eased away the sores from his morning workouts. Plus, he felt less tension in his soul.

Still hate 'em though. The disdain, however, didn't last long. Once he slipped into his room, he found the cutest surprise. His new turtwig stood at the door with a fish-eating grin.

Now this made the shower worth it. "You waited for me, Kobe?" The little guy nodded. Even licked his wet legs. Jasper laughed. Such a sweet little guy—unlike Kito who lazed around on his bed.

I gotta thank Professor Kapok when I see him. Maybe buy them a gift. Though, Jasper didn't know where to start! Science wasn't his forte; maybe Baryte had some suggestions? He seemed the type.

Regardless, Jasper had more important business to attend to. Like getting dressed. And he wasted no time throwing on his clothes. Truth be told, he had this outfit picked out for years! Well, sort of —a few changes as his style evolved.

Ge unzipped his stunky track top, showing off his favorite starry night tank top. Paired well with his royal blue track shorts and silver compression tights. Finished off by slipping into a pair of purple and black sneakers.

"How do I look?" Jasper struck a pose. If he had the mass, he would look like all those famous bodybuilders! Especially the ones down in Orre. Now they were massive!

Kito only nodded, bored with it all. Figures—never gave Jasper any credit! So what if he saw it a million times? Kito needed to learn from Kobe. Now he had the perfect amount of enthusiasm as he jumped around and cheered. Jasper grinned. Finally, someone appreciated his swag.

Half of being a trainer was looking the part, right? The half came from being prepared. Jasper already packed up his murkrow travel duffle with the necessities. Now, where did he put his belt?

Ah ha! There it was, hanging off his desk. He strapped it on and clipped his dusk balls in place. Now, he was ready for anything Sinnoh threw at him!

"Jasper?" Mommy stood in the doorframe with cacturne beside her. Her eyes glossy as tears streaked down her face. "You look so handsome."

Jasper blushed and rubbed the back of his head. Maybe it was too early for handsome. He still had to pick out his hair. Couldn't go out with a shrunken 'fro! Especially if Mommy wanted pictures like always. No way he'd embarrass himself again!

"I want you to know this before you leave," Mommy started. "Something I'm sure you know, but reassurance never hurt."

Mommy walked to him. Slowly as if every step burned away at her energy. In some ways, it did. Jasper knew it did. Not just from the illness, but her pride. Back in her day, Mommy rose to the ranks of the Elite Four and mastered Dark-type pokémon. Even conducted extensive research on them. It was, honestly, how she met Daddy. And the two fell in love instantly. Or so they say. Grownups loved telling love stories.

She reached him drenched in sweat. Her breathing labored as cacturne scolded her. Thank Arceus for that guy. Mommy's partner and caretaker. He knew her better than most and never took his eyes off her. It set his heart at ease to know she had him while Jasper left.

"Your father and I are proud of you. Regardless of what path you take. And we'll support and cheer you on through hardships. So, please, don't forget to call home."

Smirking, Jasper hugged her tight. "You don't hafta worry, Mommy." After all these years, his dreams felt closer than ever. "I'll call home and I'll come back. Just you wait."

Time to follow the stars like Professor Kapok said…or whatever that letter meant.

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"So, you're ready now?" Baryte asked with a smirk.

Jasper rolled his eyes. Wasn't his fought! Mommy refused to stop taking photos. Only Arceus knew what she planned to do with them. Especially the ones with his shrunken afro! She loved showing those off to company. Parents loved embarrassing their kids, Jasper figured. Must be some form of payback from their parents or whatever. Not that he cared.

Okay, maybe he did. If only to stop her from showing those photos to his coach again.

Mommy played a cruel game, but Jasper rose above it. Besides, he had bigger issues to solve. "Yeah, just gotta swing by Lake Valor." He stated, slinging his duffle over his shoulder. "I left Kula there in the morning."

Baryte accepted that and followed him there.

Truth be told, Kula enjoyed Lake Valor more than his room. Not that he blamed her. Jasper always got up early to relax by the lake. Sometimes he spent the morning bathing in the solar rays as his pokémon played. It was easy for him. Under the soft embrace of the lake, he felt at ease. Energized with peaceful energy as the tension eased from every fiber of his being.

On the way there, Jasper boasted about the lake. Encouraged Baryte to take a swim there sometimes but backed off when the miner admitted he couldn't swim. Fit his aesthetic— swimming rock-lover? Jasper laughed.

They arrived at the lakefront easily enough. Jasper knew the route well and took all the best shortcuts. Encountered a few pokémon along the way, of course. And a few trainers who loved losing to him. What could he say? When it came to battling, Jasper held his own.

And so did Baryte. His cranidos rammed through the competition with an impish grin. Had to love it.

When they arrived, however, Jasper felt a shift in the atmosphere. Spirited pokémon lived in Lake Valor and infected the air with bursts of energy. On a good day, he heard the roars of a gyarados breaching free of the crystal blue water and blew a powerful spray to rain over the land. Much like this morning.

Yet the lake was silent. And icky energy crawled through the air and stung at his bare skin.

"This is Lake Valor?" Baryte frowned beside him with a strange look behind those glasses. "It's…somber—not like you described."

Somber…an aura that didn't blame in this lake. Over the years, Jasper only experiences roaring energy blazing through the souls of pokémon and trainers alike. Not this cold hand that strangled his inner flame.

"This is wrong." Jasper walked inside and scowled. That icky energy bit at him, whispering strange warnings in his ears. Warnings that didn't match the usual voices he heard. "Something happened here?"

A thin fog fluttered around them. Chilling as the voices grew louder and that hand tightened its grip. Beside him, Baryte shivered. Couldn't blame the guy. The lake shouldn't feel like this. Unless someone trespassed and disrupted the natural habitat. Jasper frowned. Anyone who disturbed the lake had to deal with him as a Child—

"Gah!" Baryte stumbled into him and pointed a shaky finger and at a downed body up ahead. A dark, bird-shaped…wait a minute!

"Kula!" Jasper scrambled to his murkrow and scooped her into his arms. Something attacked her! An electric-type no doubt; she had electricity dancing through her feathers.

"Jasper?" Baryte whispered, tense and with a hand at his belt. "Look ahead."

Deep in the fog, a ball of light floated. Dancing almost like a bizarre apparition as it came closer. The air thickened and Jasper swore he smelled ozone. Regardless, that icky energy gnawed at him the closer the light came. The voices now a chorus of screaming children submerged underwater. That light had a strange aura to it…much like the lake.

"The trespasser…" Eyes wide, Jasper screamed for Baryte to move. The two went separate ways as a lance of golden electricity shot through the fog and struck down a towering tree! Their attacker emerged from the fog with a ditzy look to it. But the aura it radiated sent the voices in a frenzy, Finally, Jasper understood why.

"A Shadow Pokémon."

For the first time in years, shadow pokémon returned to the lake.

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Anddd that's the Chapter! Jasper is really fun to play with. Especially cause he has an endless pit of energy that really just writes itself. I adore him lol And Baryte kind of acts like a good balance for him. But that'll come up more later. They're good for each other. In a friendship way lol I haven't given thought to who Jasper is paired with now, but we'll see! Who knows, Jasper and Baryte might be the end result lol.

But anyways, feel free to review or pm with what you think of the chapter!

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renegadesrpg · 3 years

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Soulmates, Part 8. Interludes. Layla and Sean

Sean: *wraps my arms around you and buries my face in your hair* It's been a rough day. *sighs*

Layla: I'm sorry love. How can I help?

Sean: Just be here. It's just discouraging to be faced with the reality that there are so many among us who are self-serving. Well... *sighs* Sin will take care of that in the end.

Layla: Yes he will and you all will be there to aid him as needed. I'm always here for you. *pulls you close*

Sean: *The love she has for me flows over me like a warm blanket of comfort. Sighing...* It's not like it was unexpected. Adrian and I already pretty much knew who could be trusted, but it's still dam....darned exhausting to be right.

Layla: I can only imagine.

Sean: *heaving another sigh, I put it behind me. Adrian's in the half-world, keeping guard outside of the cottage but he won't pay any attention to what goes on in here unless I sound an alarm. Knowing he's watching my six, I can let it go. Kissing the top of her head, I hold her for a moment before stepping back and looking down at her.*

So how was your day? What did you do?

Layla: I crocheted some owls and just put stuff away since I still had boxed things.

Sean: *raising an eyebrow* Some owls? You can crochet owls? I want a' see 'em.*Laugh as she shows me and picking up the blue one* Hey, these are sorta' awesome. I can't believe you just took some yarn and made something like this. I bet Bryn would like one. Owls kinda play into the whole witchy thing.

Layla: Take them to her. They are hers then. I made something for Sin too. Think he'll like it? His heart is heavy, thought he could use a lift.

Sean: Really? I can give them to her? She'll love 'em. I know a couple of goddesses that these would probably make smile too. I might split up the set. *smiles down at her* It always pays to be on the good side of deities. *setting the blue one down with the others as she brings out the painting. A low whistle escapes me*

Wow... that's beautiful. He'll love it. *tilting my head as I look at it* You know, I bet he'd do a showing for you if you decided you wanted one and had a few of these. Or get his gallery manager to. One of his business interests is a gallery Miami. He's got another in San Francisco, but the Miami one specializes in promoting unknown artists. This is pretty awesome.

Layla: Oh I don't know about that. *bites lip nervously* I started this last week, took me a bit to get the colors just right. Oh and if you know females who would like the owls go ahead and share. I can make more. I like making them. They are easy and cute whether knitted or crocheted.

Sean: *nods* Thank you, baby. I will. Owls are associated with a few of them. Occasional thoughtful gifts like this make them welcome our presence. But the art...if you decide to do it for more than your own enjoyment, Sin would be the one to talk to. Me, I'm just glad our home will be filled with things as beautiful as you are.

Layla: *smiles and blushes* it will be love.

Sean: I'm tired baby. *smiles* Are you hungry? I could call up something to eat?

Layla: A little.

Sean: What do you feel like? I can get it for you

Layla: Something light. A sandwich?

Sean: What do you like on it?

Layla: Mmmm roast beef, mayo, and horseradish mustard (a little), and smoked gouda cheese.

Sean: Now that does sound good. With a thought I materialize the sandwiches on china plates, putting them on the kitchen table. I took them from Katz's Deli in NYC. Only Sin can create things out of thin air. The rest of us just move things from one place to another.* Two roast beefs sandwiches with smoked gouda, mayo and light horseradish mustard. With a side of coleslaw and a bag of chips. *grins* I live to serve my female.

Layla: Mmmm looks almost as scrumptious as you. *takes a big bite of the sandwich* Oh this is yummy!

Sean: *sitting down, I smile at her enthusiasm. Taking a bite of my own sandwich, then set it down. I gotta admit its good, but I'm not really hungry. Sitting back in my chair I watch her eat, pleased I was able to do something for her.*

Layla: Been a long day for you, huh love?

Sean: *smiles tiredly* Yeah it was. Actually, I'm ready to crash. I just like watching you eat.

Layla: *giggles* Come on love....bedtime. *I get up, wipe crumbs off hands, and pull you from seat*

Sean: *willingly I stand and follow her down the hall. Once in the door I demat my clothes down to boxers and fall into bed, pulling her with me.* Come snuggle.

Layla: *I strip and lay down in your arms, snuggling close*

Sean: *naked in my arms, just the way I like her* Night baby. *kisses her gently*

Layla: Goodnight love. Sleep well.

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Sean: *Mists into the cottage looking for Layla-mine after a long and difficult day with the reaper corps.*

Layla: Hello my Love

Sean: *smiles a little tiredly, but damn, it’s good to see a friendly face besides Adrian's after the day I've had.* Hey baby. *pulls you onto my lap* How was your day?

Layla: *kisses your temple as I land in your lap* It was good. I started something special and got you a present. You look so tired mo chridhe, would you like me to make you food?

Sean: *leans my head into her kiss and sighs* In a little bit. I'm not really hungry but you should eat sweetheart. But *Tilting my head up and raising my eyebrow* I thought you couldn't cook?

Layla: I've been practicing. I found these recipe guides on that YouTube. I'm not great but I've learned a couple things that were easy.

Sean: You have huh? *Smiles* That wouldn't be because you have a male around would it. *teasing, 'cause, I kind of like that.*

Layla: Well, I kind of like you. Plus, I like learning new stuff. *shrugs my shoulders*

Sean: *reaches up and kisses you gently* I know you do. It's one of the things I love about you. So what have you learned to cook?

Layla: Cheesy French bread pizza and cheesy meatloaf.

Sean: Now you're making my mouth water. *grins, letting the stress channel off of me as I relax with her* Both sound pretty damned good.

Layla: Good cuz I put the meatloaf in the oven 20 minutes ago. *giggles*

Sean: *Tease you* Well aren't you a prescient chosen, knowing I'd be home soon. *laughs* Tell me about your day baby.

Layla: I knitted on a blanket, I read over recipes I want to try and made a grocery list, and I got a delivery. How about you?

Sean: *My smile fades a little as I think about the day* It went. *sighs* We knew we had disloyal reapers and that's why Adrian and I are going through the corps, so I can probe with my empathy while he talks to them. It's just discouraging to have it confirmed so...clearly.

Layla: Ah Love, I'm sorry. It must discourage you all too much though. That is what your enemy hopes for.

Sean: *shakes my head* We already had a pretty good idea of how many and who they were. We've used the recent attack on one of the other lieutenants as a reason to have reapers working in pairs and we've matched them up with people we know are loyal. When the time comes, we've got a plan to neutralize them until the fighting is done. It's just ...*Shaking my head* Sin would never have allowed them into the corps in the first place. He left because he had to, but I don't think he understood the difference having him in charge made. But he does now.

Layla: I'm sad it went down as it did but glad you have answers now. Would you like your present? It might make you feel better.

Sean: A present? *the delight is evident on my face* I don't really ever get presents. What did you do Layla-mine?

Layla: I asked a favor of a Brother. It's small, for boots he said. *I give you the wrapped box and wait for you to open it*

Sean: *ripping away at the wrapping paper like a kid at Christmas, until I get to a polished wooden box. Opening the lid of the box a finely made dagger with a black sheath is revealed. My eyes widen as I take it out of the box. The hilt is an intricate Celtic design and I draw it from the sheath, the razor sharp edge gleams in the light*

Layla... this is beautiful. *holding it to the light, entranced by the workmanship* And it's deadly. *And will be even more so as a reapers weapon once it’s enchanted. Looking at her as I lay the blade back in the box, I lean forward and kiss her* Thank you. I'll carry it always.

Layla: I had him add in some of my blood to the metal. No idea how that works but apparently it was doable. And if you look in the hilt....that's a braided lock of my hair. That way I'm always with you. *leans in and kisses you gently* Ohhh the meatloaf is done. Be right back!

Sean: *continues to examine the blade, touched more than she can possibly understand that she accepts my job so much and loves me enough to make sure a part of her is always with me. She doesn't understand that her blood gives this blade special properties but I do. And I'll have to thank the Brother that did this for her, because I'm pretty sure he knew.*

Layla: Dinners ready Love. *I place two plates full off meatloaf and veggies on the table.*

Sean: *carefully laying the dagger aside, I whistle appreciatively* That looks amazing!

Layla: Hope it tastes good. That's the real test. *chuckles*

Sean: *cuts into the meatloaf and takes a hot, steaming bite as cheese oozes out* Oh, damn baby, this is awesome. You are amazing at everything you do!

Layla: *smiles at the praise and love I hear in his voice* Glad you like it. I'm happy it turned out nummy.

Sean: Baby, *swallowing another bite* I think you should experiment more often. You might not have cooked much but I think you've got a gift. *a little more seriously* You know that reapers don't need to eat or sleep to survive, right? But doing those things is important to us. It keeps our humanity with us. You, whether you’re in my arms at night letting me dream with you, or making things like this that are just amazing, you help me be better. Help me to do my job the way it needs to be done. You make me a better male. And I love you even more for it.

Layla: *His words tattoo themselves on my heart. I smile even as a tear falls* I love you so much. Thank you for loving me and sharing this all with me even though you don't have to.

Sean: *brushing her tear away with my thumb* Don't cry Nalla... *smiles, because yes, I've been learning the old language of your people* You're wrong though. I /do/ have to. You're my heart and soul. Now that I've found you, I need you to survive. If I were to lose you...*shaking my head* I wouldn't live through it. I wouldn't want to.

Layla: Never. You will never lose me. *I grab your face in my hands* We have both been through enough, it will not end. What we have is eternal. That much, I know.

Sean: * Smiles and leans in to catch her lips, placing one hand atop of one of hers* It is. When we win this, I'll find a way for us to be together through eternity. I promise.

Layla: I know you will. Now finish your food then I'll show you the blanket I'm working on.

Sean: *taking another bite and then practically licking the plate* What, a blanket? Knitting? Sure, I want to see it.

Layla: It's not done yet....

Sean: *wipes my hands on my napkin and puts my plate in the sink before touching the blanket* Wow. That's beautiful babe. The design is so intricate. How in the hell do you do that, get all the colors like that?

Layla: I follow the pattern. This one is called Scottish Thistle.

Sean: *smiles softly* I know. I wasn't sure if you picked it for me or just because you liked it. The pattern is so intricate though. This much must have taken you weeks.

Layla: Of course I picked it for you. I like making special things for you. I've been working on it for a couple weeks.

Sean: *cocks an eyebrow...and yes, thanks Sin for passing on that mannerism* Just two weeks? You got all this done in that little time with everything else you do? That's... baby, that's amazing. You do this stuff so well. *smiles* I want this on our bed when we're mated.

Layla: I can have it done by then. And there are 12 hours, at least, where I have time to do many things. I just give myself time limits is all. *smiles*

Sean: *kisses you gently* Anyone ever tell you that you're a very efficient and organized Chosen? *sighs* I'm beat babe. I need to recharge.

Layla: Alright Love. Let's go lay down. *takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom.*

Sean: *closes the door behind us and pulls you to the bed to lay in my arms for the night.*

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Sean: How's my female today? I'm sorry I haven't been around babe.

Layla: You are busy, I understand, you don't have to apologize love. I'm feeling, what humans call, blah today.

Sean: *frowns* I'm sorry sweetheart. *slides my arms around you and gives you a soft kiss* How can I make it better?

Layla: Oh I don't know Love. I'm not sure why I feel this way. I started a new drawing and worked more on the blanket but now...blah. Want to see the new drawing?

Sean: I'd love to see them. Maybe it'll help chase the blues away.

Layla: It’s you in wolf form.

Sean: What I'd look like if I could shift? * tilts my head as I look at the drawing.* I see it around the eyes and face shape. *looks back at you* That's kind of amazing that you can do that.

Layla: Well, not necessarily as a shifter. But you said you liked wolves so I drew a wolf that I tried to put your personality in and did the same for me in Cheetah form.

Sean: You did a good job. Aren't pencil sketches a new thing for you?

Layla: Yes. I was doing charcoal but I didn't like the dirt all over my hands and getting everywhere. *laughs* So, I did a pencil one day instead and it was less messy and gave me the control over smaller details like charcoal did.

Sean: *snickers* I can see that. But this is a good medium for you. You like the details in things.

Layla: Yes, I like detail. I like it to mean something when I do it (whatever it may be).

Sean: I get that. Everything a person does has meaning, causes a ripple that the Fates have to consider. Paying attention to the details gives you a little control over that ripple and what they do with it and the choices they offer you.

Layla: *nods* That makes sense.

Sean: For instance, somewhere, some when you created a ripple that caused the Fates to allow us to meet. *smiles* To give you a choice about what to do about it. I'm glad I was your choice.

Layla: *smiles* I'm sure choices Sin and you made brought you to me, in order for me to have the choice. You and I are forever.

Sean: *smiles and kisses you lightly* I'm don't know if the Fates write choices for immortals or if they're a "mortals only" thing, baby. *scrunching up my forehead*. I'll have to ask Sin. He's on good terms with them. *grins* They like him.

Layla: *grins* You've said that before. He must be a wonder with words and deeds. *giggles* He's a good male. *kisses you*

Sean: *Mutters as you reach up for the kiss* That's not all he's a "wonder" with, apparently. *lingers over the kiss before saying more loudly,* Yeah, he was a good man in life and 35,000 years as a reaper hasn't changed it.

Layla: *I reach between your eyes and whip away the wrinkles that formed there.* He is a good male, true but he does not have my love or my heart as you do. Never worry mo chridhe. *I kiss you again*

Sean: *Deepens the kiss momentarily, then pulls back* That's a good thing baby. 'Cause I'd hate to have to punch him. He's my captain and besides, I'm pretty sure he could take me.

Layla: No need to get physical with anyone, well except me. *I grin and wink*

Sean: *grins back* I'm all for getting physical with you Layla-mine just as often as possible. I'm pretty sure I can "take" you.*winks back*.

Layla: *laughs* Very often if I have my way Love. I'm sure you can 'take' me too.

Sean: Baby you can "have your way" with me anytime night or day. Several times.

Layla: Challenge accepted.

#TBC

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