The full seasonal event can be read here! Below are the main seasonal items for quick reference:
1. A thread reacting to the season's weather in some ways.
2. A thread in the part of the city your character doesn't live in!
3. A thread relating to your vocation.
Of The Season
Quote
"Tell Dr. Nate that Gale sent you, and he still owes me for the mushrooms. Except that it takes you a while to reach the clinic, and by the time you do your fever is spiking, and so instead of the requisite message you instead tell the poor soul who greets you that 'A gale'a m'shrooms sent me cus'a my hands.'" - Zephyr in Oh help me, please doctor, I'm damaged
Her hands finally come to settle in another grip to the back of his neck to better help hold herself up and doing as best she can to move with him in their position, pressing herself firmly against him. She nips at his lip, her tongue seeking out his from time to time in the hungry kiss briefly interrupted here and there by catching breaths or muffled moans. The nails into her thigh only make her legs tighten more and she gasps sharply against his lips.
He pushes deeper and starts rocking at a faster pace, causing her body to tense with the increased sensation of it and her breathing to pick up more. Despite the perhaps bit of an awkward angle and position against the wall, it still seems to drive her quicker towards the edge. Almost each gasping breath coming out as a small moan now.
(This post was last modified: 04-02-2023, 06:49 PM by Ira.)
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// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
She presses against him even more and as Uldren’s pace increases he can feel her body tighten around him, sparking another shiver to race down his body, goosebumps rising along his shoulders and back. It’s a myriad of shared moans echoing in the bathroom alongside the falling water of the shower, and Uldren withdraws from the kiss just enough to help the angle of his thrusts even further, but still close enough their breath is shared.
His eyes opens a sliver to watch her, his green gaze focused as if she’s the only person in the world. The hands at her thighs remain tightly held, fingertips still digging in with each thrust as water mixed with sweat drips down his cheek from his temple and his pace slows momentarily as he pants for breath, dragging out the thrusts in a slower, more grinding pace to better match the way her own hips move. “C’mon, Ira…” Comes the deep, hoarse purr, pausing for the moment deep within her, letting her hips do the work for the moment as he pushes through his trembling legs to continue that quickening pace.
She is unable to think clear. Her mind is a burning haze, only filled with the sensation rushing through her body, more intense by each thrust against her. Uldren withdraws from the kiss and she makes no attempt at getting back to it, having reached a point where she can just gasp heavily. Her nails digging desperately into his neck as the building tension gathers close and closer to the edge.
He slows down and she bites her own lip hard with a groan. His words are enough to make her shiver and when he picks up the pace again, it is like it strikes the spark that sends her over the edge. Body tensing hard and relaxing again with each wave of the releasing pleasure rolling through her body. Her head tipping back against the wall and she moans through her teeth, almost struggling to keep her trembling legs still wrapped around him.
(This post was last modified: 04-02-2023, 06:50 PM by Ira.)
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// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
Her nails are bound to leave little scratches in the back of his neck, but he doesn’t mind. Not when it drives him closer and closer as her own tension rises. It doesn’t take long from there for her to crash around him, tensing and relaxing and Uldren exhales a shuddered sigh, feeling her legs tremble around him while his own tremble to keep them both upright. Of course, it changes a bit given the fact that he doesn’t let his own tether snap here, instead shifting so that she can relax a bit more and get her legs on the floor, pulling out of her to finish himself.
Mostly because of the fact that while he likes Ira, he doesn’t want to take chances. But it doesn’t take him long after her to get that tether to snap, his body shivering with it, a moan slipping from his lips as he focuses back on her, searching for another kiss – entirely greedy. He pants through his nose before he pulls away, arms wrapping around her and tugging her close to his chest.
She holds onto him at first, completely wrapped up in the sensation lingering in her whole body and she makes a small noise of complaint when her trembling legs have to stand on their own. Still holding onto his neck tightly, she stands with her head back against the wall and eyes remaining closed, breathing heavily. It does take her a second to think through the heavy haze in her mind and figure out why Uldren pulls away, but then a cold chill of anxiety runs down her spine when she realises they have been at it unprotected.
Before she can worry much further, however, she feels his lips back on hers and then the arms wrapping around her. She finally lets go of her grip, sliding her arms around him in return and nuzzles her face in against his neck. Her breathing still heavy, but starting to calm down and her legs feeling a bit more secure to stand on despite her shivering from the lingering tingles going through her body.
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// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
He’s steady enough that her arms around his neck provide a stable source for her to get her own feet under her. He’s quick to find her lips again in a gentle kiss, pulling her in until it breaks so he can try and catch his own breath, shifting his head so that she can nestle her own against his neck. He’s content to sit there for a few more moments simply just enjoying their closeness before he takes a deep breath and huffs out a quiet laugh.
“Alright, another quick rinse and then dinner?” He asks softly, nuzzling his cheek against the top of her head, thankful for the water for the fact that it was at least somewhat cooling and better than the overwhelming heat from before. And now, he’s thoroughly exhausted, content to fill up and pass out – only this time he’d get to share his bed. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t looking forward to it.
Her pulse slows towards a normal rate with each breath and she slowly starts to feel a bit lightheaded. Probably a combination of fatigue and lack of food that finally starts making itself known. Although she wishes she could stand there with her arms around Uldren for a while longer, she huffs softly at his comment and slowly lets her arms slide away from him.
"Yeah, probably best before it gets so late we'll have to play hide and seek with the forcies." She teases with a small grin and grabs his arms to pull him with her properly under the falling water again. The cooler temperature has her shuddering due to not being as overheated already as before to feel it proper. She lets go of Uldren again and quickly rinses the water through her hair and over her body, before escaping out of the tub with a small laugh to snatch up one of the towels. Before her teasing mode can switch itself on again!
The reader of this text has standing permission for responsible powerplay and to use physical/magical force against this character. Instant killing and permanently maiming not included.
// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
“Saints, I hope not.” Uldren rumbles, more than content to move wherever she wants him to, back under the cool water to rinse before she’s dashing out of the bathroom with a surprising amount of dexterity he only wishes he had at the moment. He shuts the shower off once he’s thoroughly rinsed, stepping out after her and grabbing a towel for himself, drying his body first before he dries his hair.
He casts a glance at her with a small amused smirk, moving slightly to nudge her with his elbow. “Mmk, so, I’m thoroughly planning on eating my weight by the way.” He flashes her an amused wink, drying off his neck once his hair isn’t dripping anymore, before he tosses the towel into a small makeshift hamper to start to get dressed.
She is probably showing more energy than what she really has. Too used to just push through any fatigue while she is on her feet. Though she has to admit to herself at this point that food sooner rather than later is very much needed. When Uldren eventually comes after her, she is working on trying to dry her long hair as much as possible while letting the rest of the water evaporate off her body. It's an attempt at staying cooled down for a few extra seconds, at least.
He comes over to give her a nudge and she raises an eyebrow in return. "Oh? Did I make you that hungry, hm?" She teases with a smirk before she makes her way around the bedroom to collect her clothes that were tossed in different directions earlier and gets dressed again. She feels more ready to just pass out on the bed than heading out again, but she knows she will really regret it in the morning if she does.
The reader of this text has standing permission for responsible powerplay and to use physical/magical force against this character. Instant killing and permanently maiming not included.
// && my heart won't change if my head don't break, i need a little bit of patience, 'cause we been going through changes //
A huff of a laugh leaves him as he tugs his pants back on, finding his shirt amongst the mix of clothes piled on the floor that he pulls on over his head before raking a hand through his damp hair to finger comb it back into place. “Maybe.” He says cheekily, settling as he finds his wallet and lasti (dipping into a small amount of the savings he has from this recent sell, specifically for a good dinner tonight).
All of it is shoved into his pockets and once he’s ready and figures that she is, he offers her his elbow, thankful that the place they’re heading isn’t too far away and hopes that it has a decent amount of fans to keep it from being too hot. At least the sun has lowered from the apex of the sky, keeping it from flooding the Drench even more than it already has.