Halloween - Open
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suitsahero((OOC: Since a few people mentioned this, I thought I'd write one starter and whoever wants can tag in. This is one of my favorite sorts of set-ups so I don't think I'll get tired of playing it over and over if that's how this shakes out. I've tried to leave a variety of actual starting states or reasons to be there open as well.))
Getting up to the castle on purpose is difficult.
It's difficult to get to the bustling town at the base of the mountain. Transport is spotty at the best of times, mountain passes obscured by snow and ice most of the time. It's doable in the spring and summer, but the town is almost completely isolated in the fall and winter. Plenty of people make the journey, though, to enjoy the vistas, the peace and quiet through the winters, or just the ability to eke out a simple living, far from other stresses. The town is something of a tourist destination, both for those reasons and to climb a separate peak from the one with the castle on it. People go missing in the snows most years, but it's not considered dangerous beyond that, and everyone is warned extensively not to go wandering outside of the known routes or without a guide.
Nature is beautiful, but also deadly. It is nothing to be overly concerned about, beyond making sure people know how to be safe.
The people who actually live in the town are a bit superstitious, though, as only people living in relative isolation and in tension with a hostile environment can be. Which provides the next obstacle to getting up the mountain to the castle: no one is willing to take you. Stories vary on what lives up in the castle depending on who you talk to. A monster, a magician, an evil spirit, or just a strange artist who wants to be left alone. No one seems to agree on what is up in the tower, but everyone agrees that you don't go up there, you don't bother whoever, or whatever, it is. People don't come back or maybe people do come back but they're different, strange, don't remember things, or maybe no one has ever been up there at all.
And then, if you happen to still be painfully curious, particularly when you can clearly see lights moving through the castle in the evenings, the way up to the castle is also treacherous, requires skill and luck just to follow the unkept trail through the snow and rocks and trees, the way turned steep and winding through disuse. And the villagers also say there are wolves, though you've never seen any.
On the other hand, it is remarkably easy to find the castle on accident.
Nothing about it is magically easier, but if you throw safety to the wind, if your tent is ripped open by falling snows or you lose a trail you're supposed to be on, suddenly difficult and dangerous obstacles become your means of survival and climbing up to the castle doesn't seem like a journey to be embarked upon with caution but a last, desperate act of someone who doesn't want to freeze to death in the snows. Surely whatever is waiting there is better than that. Surely.
And what of those who fail? Who go out into the wilds only to succumb to the elements?
Well, no eyes and ears can be everywhere, but some few who do have their journeys set to end in the most final way possible might find themselves waking in a warm bed, instead, fire blazing merrily in a hearth. Are you lucky to have survived or not? Only time will tell...
Getting up to the castle on purpose is difficult.
It's difficult to get to the bustling town at the base of the mountain. Transport is spotty at the best of times, mountain passes obscured by snow and ice most of the time. It's doable in the spring and summer, but the town is almost completely isolated in the fall and winter. Plenty of people make the journey, though, to enjoy the vistas, the peace and quiet through the winters, or just the ability to eke out a simple living, far from other stresses. The town is something of a tourist destination, both for those reasons and to climb a separate peak from the one with the castle on it. People go missing in the snows most years, but it's not considered dangerous beyond that, and everyone is warned extensively not to go wandering outside of the known routes or without a guide.
Nature is beautiful, but also deadly. It is nothing to be overly concerned about, beyond making sure people know how to be safe.
The people who actually live in the town are a bit superstitious, though, as only people living in relative isolation and in tension with a hostile environment can be. Which provides the next obstacle to getting up the mountain to the castle: no one is willing to take you. Stories vary on what lives up in the castle depending on who you talk to. A monster, a magician, an evil spirit, or just a strange artist who wants to be left alone. No one seems to agree on what is up in the tower, but everyone agrees that you don't go up there, you don't bother whoever, or whatever, it is. People don't come back or maybe people do come back but they're different, strange, don't remember things, or maybe no one has ever been up there at all.
And then, if you happen to still be painfully curious, particularly when you can clearly see lights moving through the castle in the evenings, the way up to the castle is also treacherous, requires skill and luck just to follow the unkept trail through the snow and rocks and trees, the way turned steep and winding through disuse. And the villagers also say there are wolves, though you've never seen any.
On the other hand, it is remarkably easy to find the castle on accident.
Nothing about it is magically easier, but if you throw safety to the wind, if your tent is ripped open by falling snows or you lose a trail you're supposed to be on, suddenly difficult and dangerous obstacles become your means of survival and climbing up to the castle doesn't seem like a journey to be embarked upon with caution but a last, desperate act of someone who doesn't want to freeze to death in the snows. Surely whatever is waiting there is better than that. Surely.
And what of those who fail? Who go out into the wilds only to succumb to the elements?
Well, no eyes and ears can be everywhere, but some few who do have their journeys set to end in the most final way possible might find themselves waking in a warm bed, instead, fire blazing merrily in a hearth. Are you lucky to have survived or not? Only time will tell...
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Date: 2020-12-06 01:31 am (UTC)A faint flicker of his ear at the words spoken in that deceptively sweet tone, the feel of lips against soft skin and fur. And honestly he didn't need any sort of influence, but it certainly didn't hurt in encouraging him, a low cry slipping from him as he tensed, cock pulsing as he came over the elezen's slender fingers, his own touch stuttering against Haurchefant's ear.
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Date: 2020-12-06 05:42 pm (UTC)He's still hard against Mikka's ass, particularly easy to tell with how close they are, but while he doesn't seem to want to let Mikka move enough to to decrease the warm pressure there, he doesn't seem to be bothered by it or in pursuit of anything immediate, other than to let Mikka rest warm and sated in his arms. He leaves a few marks along the slope of his neck while he lets him mostly recover, making low, contented sort of noises every so often.
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Date: 2020-12-07 02:29 am (UTC)Aware of the erection still pressed against him, but Mikka was still just basking in the warm, pleasant sort of haze following his own climax, especially with Haurchefant's clear pleasure, chin tilting up to offer more of his pale throat to those marks, a soft purr starting up as he was relaxing.
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Date: 2020-12-07 03:53 am (UTC)It's another moment where he has to fight the urge to sink his teeth in, groans softly instead in pleasure and drags Mikka back by the hips, to distract himself a moment. Him offering like that, even without knowing what Haurchefant was, is a delight all it's own.
He just basks in that for a long moment, pleased enough with the body heat he's leeching and the boneless relaxation of the Miqote in his arms that he has little want to do anything else. But whether there's a growl of Mikka's stomach after that or whether his eyes just fall on the food, Haurchefant shifts slightly, sitting up a bit more and pulling Mikka with him.
In some ways, Haurchefant has fought against the vampiric instincts he possesses and in some ways, he has utterly succumbed to them deeply enough that he doesn't even notice anymore. This is one of those places, perhaps. It seems perfectly normal to him to spear some of the slightly colder breakfast on a fork and bring it to Mikka's mouth. He's his to take care of, after all, and it wouldn't do for him to get sick from lack of food and exertion. Besides, the poor thing's probably exhausted. He shouldn't need to do anything after that.
It doesn't occur to him what an incredibly domineering thing that is to do, his only thought to care for him, the gesture coupled with a sweet nuzzle against the side of his ear again.
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Date: 2020-12-07 04:11 am (UTC)Unaware as well of if it was his own hunger or his companion's attention that drew focus and had them shifting. Not that the miqo'te would resist being rearranged so long as he was still snuggled into the elezen's embrace, entirely languid and at ease there. He blinked almost sleepily at the offer of the forkful of food, feeling a faint curl of warmth as he accepted the bite. Once again whatever domineering or possessive air there was to the attention, Mikka was positively luxuriating in the attention, a soft purr starting up at that gentle nuzzle.
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Date: 2020-12-07 04:29 am (UTC)"I've never had a lover who purred before," his tone is as warm and languid as everything else, "I could grow quite used to it, I think," he presses a soft kiss behind Mikka's ear, feeding him another bite, "You are so lovely. You only grow more perfect with every new thing I discover about you."
Dangerous words, but soft, kind and genuine. The claws of obsession sink in so sweetly.
He'll keep feeding him just like that, until either the food is gone or Mikka puts a stop to it, though by the end, he's starting to tease again: rubbing the fork against Mikka's lips or grinding a bit more against him as he leans forward for the next bite.
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Date: 2020-12-07 04:56 am (UTC)And he really was. What would be red flags for anyone else, the miqo'te was utterly weak to, all but wallowing in the sweetly offered words and affection as Haurchefant was so thoughtfully feeding him. Being considered perfect and lovely by someone so wonderful was addicting to the lonely keeper.
The teasing certainly had effect- Mikka unable to help that faint squirm when Haurchefant was coaxing him to lean forward for a bite, ears pricking at the feel of that erection being pressed against him, a low huff of surprise slipping from him.
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Date: 2020-12-07 05:08 am (UTC)"Are you still hungry at all?" he asks, afterwards and it's a real question but said with a lover's tone, fitting in with how much taking care of him like this is clearly turning Haurchefant on, or at least, enough that his own erection hasn't flagged while they've been peacefully snuggling like this. "If so, I will be more than happy to oblige but if not... let me take you to bed. I'm finding myself impatient to see and feel all of you."
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Date: 2020-12-08 04:43 am (UTC)"I-I find myself not hugry for... food." He rasped softly, in a shyly offered but unmistakable flirt in return, gaze brightening at the idea of what Haurchefant had in mind.
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Date: 2020-12-08 05:49 am (UTC)"Then let us retire. I would be honored to sate whatever appetites you might have," and then darker, the return flirt, "... and find new ones for you, besides." If Mikka for some reason did want to be put down, Haurchefant would oblige, but if not, he's carrying him off towards his own bedroom.
He does actually sleep most of the time in something resembling a coffin, more for safety than necessity. His windows are barred, the curtains over them to give the illusion that they're merely closed over the light, but generally, he prefers to sleep even more enclosed, where no stray light can get in while he's defenseless in sleep. Every vampire is a bit different and he finds that he doesn't have any compulsion to sleep at any particular point, so much as he seems to get tired at regular but slightly variable intervals, like a human might. It's just safer, really, to add barriers between him and any chance of light.
To Mikka, though, it just seems like his bed sits a little higher off the ground than most, with a larger space underneath it, with the baseboard of the bed going all the way to the ground, the bed on top of it. It's unusual in the same way the castle is a bit unusual, but there's nothing particularly sinister about it, and it means that he feels higher up on the bed, smaller, more than likely. Perhaps it's just like this because Haurchefant is so tall.
He drops him on the bed just so Mikka can feel the bounce of it, a playful sort of gleam in his eyes, and then he follows him down with kisses.
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Date: 2020-12-08 06:12 am (UTC)"I-I cannot say I don't like the sound of that." He admitted, shyly pleased. He couldn't help but be a bit surprised that he was being taken to Haurchefant's room rather than his, but something about that just had that warmth curling in him same as every one of the more possessive sorts of gestures had from him. Unaware of why his room looked as it did, it struck the miqo'te as odd, in the same way that so many things here were, but... cozy at the same time. He didn't know why the bed was designed as it was, but was certain there was some reasonable explanation, not that he had much time to focus on that as he was gently dropped onto it with a soft chirp of surprise, face flushed as Haurchefant was distracting him even more immediately after with kisses that just had him melting.
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Date: 2020-12-14 09:17 pm (UTC)Haurchefant has followed suit, at least, and his paleness would be more noticeable like this were it not for the low, warm light of the fire in this room. His skin is still cool, though it's likely just more delightful that way in the warmth of passion. Certainly, nothing else about him seem cold in the slightest, the way he pulls Mikka close, can't seem to take either his hands or his mouth off of him for very long.
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Date: 2020-12-22 04:14 am (UTC)When that pale skin was bared to him, Mikka couldn't help but pause, positively enchanted by his companion, the glimmer of firelight off the lean lines of him, the cool edge to his touch quite an enjoyable thing in the fire-warmed room. And it wasn't like Haurchefant wasn't warm in all the other ways that were important here, the little miqo'te letting himself be drawn in without hesitation, the elezen's name soft on his lips in response to the way hands and mouth were moving.
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Date: 2020-12-24 05:54 pm (UTC)"Like what you see?" it's a joke, but it's curiously not wholly teasing, clear that he likes showing off. And if it wasn't already clear, the way he drops his hand to the fastenings of his own pants certainly makes it more so, deft fingers peeling back the cloth with all the teasing his tone didn't have. "You could just watch, if that was what you wanted," he offers, "but only if you promise you'd enjoy the show."
His vampiric instincts are screaming more take than give at him, but he's still Haurchefant and the thought of being watched is enough to keep them at bay, if needed.
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Date: 2020-12-24 06:07 pm (UTC)"I... I do, yes..." He managed after a moment in a shy, trembling tone, clear interest in his gaze as he was watching the elezen undoing his pants, ears perked with much the same as a soft sigh slipped from him.
"I... would certainly enjoy watching you," He admitted sheepishly. "But I don't know that watching is all I want to do here."
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Date: 2020-12-24 06:26 pm (UTC)He doesn't get distracted too much by it, though, there's a prize to be worked towards, here, and while he has the patience of an immortal, it's also been so long and Mikka is so delightful, that he cannot help but want to move things along so long as Mikka is right there with him.
He wriggles out of his own pants first, lets Mikka get used to the thought of seeing him completely naked before he even thinks about getting Mikka that way, clambers up to the bedside table for the oil he knows is there. It's been a long time since he's taken someone to his bed, but he still finds the pursuit of pleasure alone an occasionally worthwhile one,
"Do you know how this works? Mechanically, I mean," it's a practical question, but Haurchefant purrs it out into it's own bit of seduction.
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Date: 2020-12-24 06:33 pm (UTC)"M-mechanically?" He can't help the faint quiver to his tone, gaze fixed on the other, admiring the lean lines of his body as Haurchefant was rummaging in the bedside table. "Y-yes, I do."
Thankfully- he would be even more embarrassed if he didn't even have that little bit of understanding of what was to come.
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Date: 2020-12-24 06:44 pm (UTC)"Here," his tone is every bit as warm as he gets Mikka arranged on his knees and stomach in the pile of pillows, "It probably doesn't feel like it, but it's a lot easier like this," he stretches out alongside him, arms more than long enough to reach with their height difference and still let him catch Mikka's mouth for long, slow kisses.
"Once you see how this actually works, I'll let you try next time, if you'd like," Haurchefant enjoys sex in all it's forms, but he'd offer even if he didn't, if only to help soothe Mikka through it.
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Date: 2020-12-24 06:57 pm (UTC)He was blushing intensely when the other was helping to arrange him, tail flicking against the backs of his thighs as he settled into the pillows like Haurchefant was urging him, nodding in uncertain understanding at the idea. It was odd, but he would trust the other to know how this worked, how to make it as comfortable and enjoyable as he could. And really those gentle kisses to follow went miles to helping relax him, the miqo'te just purring softly for them, keenly aware of the elezen settled so near him.
"I- I think I'd like that."
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Date: 2020-12-26 03:39 am (UTC)"I think I'd like everything with you," he adds, pressing some warm kisses against Mikka's shoulder, and the sentiment is laying it on a bit thick, perhaps, but he's perfectly serious. There's just something so delightful about the smaller man, a combination of a number of qualities, all of which were fairly rare for him to find even one of in a lover, much less so many.
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Date: 2020-12-26 03:58 pm (UTC)"F-flattering me..." Not that he minded, oh no he positively basked in that addition, the idea that Haurchefant liked him so very much.
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Date: 2020-12-26 07:31 pm (UTC)"Not so! I speak only the truth," he leans in and doesn't trust his teeth at the moment, but leaves a little mark on Mikka's neck with a light bit of suction instead, the sensation a distraction from him testing out pushing inside of him, not even quite to the first knuckle. Partially, there's a desire to not be overwhelming but, if he's honest, it's a bit more about getting Mikka just a little unsatisfied, seeing if he can find a pace for all of this that's actually a little too slow, to see Mikka push for more.
He doubts that will be right away, of course, but he does so enjoy getting his partners riled to the point that they're begging or over-eager. He's not entirely sure he can wait that long, if nothing else, but he's going to try.
"Besides..." he adds, with a warm nuzzle into an ear, "what need would I have for flattery, when I already have you in my bed?" his tone is warm and dark, the perfect amount of "threat" without any real teeth behind it.
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Date: 2020-12-26 09:58 pm (UTC)"A-and besides-" Gasped more than said, pale cheeks flushed. "I already know you flatter like I might breathe, regardless of my being in your bed or no." A gentle sort of tease, not a thing that the miqo'te minded in the least.
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Date: 2021-01-03 12:33 am (UTC)It's a lovely speech, humble and open and kind, and he gives it without a hint of irony while he works his finger deeper into Mikka, will add a second if it seems like Mikka can handle it, though he'll probably linger at this step longer, doesn't want to push too hard too fast, but also is aware of his own waning patience, how delightful Mikka's little croons and wiggles were.
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Date: 2021-01-03 12:53 am (UTC)"H-how could you not have caught my attention?" Mikka managed after a moment, voice hitched and breathless. "As c-charming and handsome as you are-"
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