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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 13:38:05 GMT -5
Hello there! This is a simple one x one roleplay, that will only take as long as you make it. I would, however, prefer that you would be on fairly regularly. I would prefer this to be a romantic roleplay, with a bxb romance, but i'm open to roleplay a female if you'd prefer. Anyways, here's the show plot line I thought of. It's a mythical/fantasy/fluffy romance thing, more will be explained below.
Muse A is chosen as the centuries tribute to the God of Creation, Nero. As tribute, Muse A's neck, shoulders, and lips are dusted with a glittery, semi-powder of sugar - basically very sparkly sugar glitter. This is permission for Nero to 'taste' him, and that is when Muse A realizes what sort of tribute he was - a concubine offering, a pet. Nero takes care of the boy, treating him as a beloved pet. Protecting and raining Muse A with owner-like affection, Nero slowly becomes attatched to the tribute. Muse A enjoys the affection, even if he is irritated by the pet-like treatment. Just cute fluffy stuff.
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Okay yes, it's fluff, but c'mon, it'll be cute.
Who wants to RP?
Tribute: God: Nero (Tem)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 14, 2016 14:27:59 GMT -5
this sounds interesting ^.^ id be up for it ^.^
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 14:43:35 GMT -5
(Oh, hello! So sorry I vanished - I'm on the phone with my sister. Anyways, hello! What would you like your character to be like? :) )
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 14, 2016 14:51:22 GMT -5
(Oh, hello! So sorry I vanished - I'm on the phone with my sister. Anyways, hello! What would you like your character to be like? ) ((Something like early twenties, and perhaps very gentle/shy? It contrasts with how Nero would feel to him as a god, and make it more interesting since he is meant to be a 'pet' but is too shy to really do much without being asked? If that makes sense! Sorry I can't describe very well))
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 16:59:19 GMT -5
(That's wonderful! I'm so sorry I keep vanishing, but ic should be on more frequently than that from now on. Anyways, I'll get a starter post ready for you, and then see you here later! :)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 14, 2016 17:59:03 GMT -5
(That's wonderful! I'm so sorry I keep vanishing, but ic should be on more frequently than that from now on. Anyways, I'll get a starter post ready for you, and then see you here later! (It's alright! ^.^ and sounds good ))
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 18:01:53 GMT -5
Nero was never one to dilly-dally, and especially not when the tribute he was owed was to come to him. With his warm caramel skin pleasantly contrasted by snow-white hair, falling to his shoulders and feathering around his face, Nero was quite a young god - the only world he had yet born was the world that gave him a tribute every century, something he did not request, but appreciated all the same. He often grew lonely in his own world, and every tribute who stayed with him soon wished to leave. Nero was fond of his pets, and had released them as soon as they wished to be free. The God of Creation hoped that this next tribute was a bit more content in this godly world with him.
Heavy black leather boots landing noiselessly against the diamond floor, clear to witness clouds and the ocean far beneath, Nero waltzed gracefully towards the small temple that mirrored the one below his land. It was made of simple material - wood and stone. Even if he lived in a beautiful silver and diamond castle himself, Nero enjoyed the simplicity of the temple his people built willingly for him. The god paused by the closed doors, knowing that even his own magic could open them until they were ready to be opened. His tribute would appear on the alter inside, hopefully intact, and that was when the door would open for him.
Nero waited patiently, his shocking violet eyes grazing against the simple temple. He wore a pair of leather horse-rising pants and a loose shirt, accenting his lithe, slim form. His flying horse - his pegasus - whinnied above, flying through sunset-colored clouds and beating cream-colored wings powerfully. Landing in the floating stables, she folded her graceful wings and pushed a few rubies around in her feeding bin before delicate picking on up between her teeth and crunching down, snorting and shaking her starlight-made mane as she indulged in the treat before moving onto the gold straw in the larger feeding bin, stomping her silver hooves. Neros eyes snapped away from the flying stables when he heard a low moan, and beheld the doors being opened, his tribute waiting inside, in the dead darkness.
Nero stepped inside and rose a hand - a brightly shining diamond rose from his palm, illuminating the tribute before him. The tribute was facing the back wall, and Nero couldnt help but notice the sugar powder dusting his skin like a tiny, white galaxy. "Behind you," Nero said, his voice strong and welcoming with a faint smile as his heart raced, anticipating his tributes face.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 14, 2016 18:07:04 GMT -5
((That was a really beautiful starter, the imagery was gorgeous! I am actually a little intimidated omg I'll do my best to write consistently!))
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 18:10:49 GMT -5
(Aw! Thank you, that made my day! Take your time, there's absolutely no rush.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 18:18:18 GMT -5
( I hate to intrude (& can totally delete this if needed) but I don't suppose it's possible to dupe this is it? My only regret is not being here sooner omg )
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 14, 2016 18:28:37 GMT -5
As a child, Alcaeus had wanted nothing more than to touch the clouds in the expansive sky and fly amongst the many glittering stars that shimmered above his home- often at their brightest during especially cold winters, when the snow would blow through their valleys and cover everything in sight.
'Now,' he had thought to himself when they had dusted him with the sugar, 'I am the being that holds the stars upon my body.' His dark skin contrasted beautifully with the scintillating dust. He'd loved it from the second he'd seen it on his skin, had wondered what he might look like if he had danced with it.
Alcaeus was a dancer; a performer. He knew in his heart this was one of the main reasons that he had been chosen as a tribute- though he'd only realised what his position would be once they'd applied the strange item to his skin. When Alcaeus danced he was the beacon of the room, no matter if he was in a group or in the most expensive hall in the world, whether he were dancing for a king- he would be the one to shine. The floor was the one place he could release himself and connect to his soul, feel the music resonate within his body which would respond without effort. His natural beauty, grace and upon this, his innocent shyness was what had made Alcaeus their choice.
Now he stood with a coil of nerves within his stomach, arms wrapped around his chest to comfort himself about his situation. Taking a deep, shaky breath at the sound of the God's voice, he closed his eyes, before shyly and slowly turning to face him, silks sliding softly over the floor. Alcaeus' eyes were thick-lashed; the irises astoundingly bright, an icy-blue, almost silver colour unnatural and lusted after by his people. His hair was made of thick dark curls, tied into a high pony-tail to keep it from his neck and shoulders.
He managed only to glance once at the god before he immediately dropped his line of sight to the floor, blushing with nerves and completely unsure of what to do. He brushed a strand of hair behind his ear with a trembling hand, patiently waiting for the verdict to come.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 18:29:58 GMT -5
(Aw, of course I can duplicate! I'll tag you in the post :) )
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 18:37:28 GMT -5
( Thank you so much !! )
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 18:44:04 GMT -5
"There is no need to be shy, my pet. Come," Nero's voice held a warmth few gods possessed, a underlay of kindness. With a flick of his hand, torches along the room burst into flames, highlighting the warm skin and casting pale orange over his white hair. The diamond faded from existence as the god approached the young man, reaching out a hand to help the human from the alter with a strang arm. His violet eyes were curious, proud - he had watched this dancer from above too many times to count, wonderstruck by the fluidity of the young mans body. Now that he was the Gods pet, Nero's heart was filled with satisfaction and gratitude. The crops below, the food source of the men and women, suddenly flourished ten times it was already.
Once Nero had the youngling from the altar, he brushed his hand along the mans neck before leaning down, brushing his lips against the sugar dusted across the boys skin. Sweetness tinted his tongue as he placed a few kisses on Alcaeus' neck before pulling back and placing a gentle kiss in the humans lips, a hand resting on the humans lower back with an almost sensual, yet casual manner. Once the god had broken the kiss, he reached back and let the humans hair down from its band, the band disappearing into thin air. "Lovely," Nero mused aloud, turning the tribute towards the door and placing his hand once more on the small of his back. "Come, let me show you home. Tell me, what is your name?"
His voice had a husk of sensuality - a voice to send shivers just in the right places. His hand gentle on Alcaeus' back, the God flicked his other - a hand rail of gold grew across the side of the diamond bridge over the clouds. He wasnt afraid to fall, knowing he could simply will himself back, but he was unsure whether or not this human was comfortable with the impossible hight yet. The silver and diamond castle a bit always glinting beautifully in the sunset light, dashes of pinks, blues, and purples washing across the faceted sides. Joyful lesser gods and goddesses bustled around here and there - a laughing young maiden running with a friend, flowers growing along her sides - a older man lowering the sun, his sister raising the shockingly bright moon behind him, standing back-to-back. These were the gods and goddesses that kept things alive, and Nero was willing to admit that without them, the world he created would have been only a void of nothing.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 14, 2016 19:06:35 GMT -5
"There is no need to be shy, my pet. Come," Nero's voice held a warmth few gods possessed, a underlay of kindness. With a flick of his hand, torches along the room burst into flames, highlighting the warm skin and casting pale orange over his white hair. The diamond faded from existence as the god approached the young man, reaching out a hand to help the human from the alter with a strang arm. His violet eyes were curious, proud - he had watched this dancer from above too many times to count, wonderstruck by the fluidity of the young mans body. Now that he was the Gods pet, Nero's heart was filled with satisfaction and gratitude. The crops below, the food source of the men and women, suddenly flourished ten times it was already.
Once Nero had the youngling from the altar, he brushed his hand along the mans neck before leaning down, brushing his lips against the sugar dusted across the boys skin. Sweetness tinted his tongue as he placed a few kisses on Alcaeus' neck before pulling back and placing a gentle kiss in the humans lips, a hand resting on the humans lower back with an almost sensual, yet casual manner. Once the god had broken the kiss, he reached back and let the humans hair down from its band, the band disappearing into thin air. "Lovely," Nero mused aloud, turning the tribute towards the door and placing his hand once more on the small of his back. "Come, let me show you home. Tell me, what is your name?"
His voice had a husk of sensuality - a voice to send shivers just in the right places. His hand gentle on Alcaeus' back, the God flicked his other - a hand rail of gold grew across the side of the diamond bridge over the clouds. He wasnt afraid to fall, knowing he could simply will himself back, but he was unsure whether or not this human was comfortable with the impossible hight yet. The silver and diamond castle a bit always glinting beautifully in the sunset light, dashes of pinks, blues, and purples washing across the faceted sides. Joyful lesser gods and goddesses bustled around here and there - a laughing young maiden running with a friend, flowers growing along her sides - a older man lowering the sun, his sister raising the shockingly bright moon behind him, standing back-to-back. These were the gods and goddesses that kept things alive, and Nero was willing to admit that without them, the world he created would have been only a void of nothing. Alcaeus jumped slightly as the torches were lit out of nowhere, finding himself in awe of the power here. He barely contained a soft gasp as Nero brushed his neck with his hand and then with his lips, a shiver running up his spine; feeling as though Fire had spread into his veins. His cheeks were flushed even more so after the kiss... his back tingled pleasurably where Nero touched it. Still a little wonderstruck and shaken by Nero's actions, it took the male a few moments to realise he'd asked a question. 'My name is Alcaeus.' He said, voice barely above a whisper; the tone was gentle and reflected the same shyness his body language already exhibited. The moment they stepped outside, however, his shyness melted away and his blue eyes widened with wonder. He didn't seem to care less about the height; he cared not for the frolicking gods and goddesses that he and his people worshipped; he moved with a new confidence towards the rail and gripped it tightly with one hand, immediately reaching out and over with the other, standing on his tiptoes. His breath caught it his throat as his hand sank- finally- into a cloud. How many years had he dreamed he could touch one? He pulled back and gazed down at the sparkling droplets of water on his fingertips, eyes shining as though he'd been granted the most wonderous gift in the universe. 'it has no mass.' He breathed, amazed to find that the cloud was made of water, was not fluffy and soft as he had so often imagined.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 19:59:18 GMT -5
Nero's laughter was a deep, gentle sound, the gods hand brushing the back of Alcaeus' neck fondly. The white haired god had have several tributes over the past millennia, but none held the same shy aura and wonderful curiosity. "Clouds," He began, reaching out to touch one himself, "are made by the evaporation of water. When water is heated, it turns into tiny pieces of air - which gather together in the sky to create clouds. However..." The god pulled his hand from the cloud - a miniature version hovered above his palm, twisting and twirling with shapes, "being a god has its benefits. Were you imagining something more along this concept?" With a soft and amused smile, Nero tipped his hand - the tiny cloud fragment gathered at Alcaeus' shoulder, softer than kittens fur and plush. "I created this world for you and your fellow humans. I can create whatever you'd want, nothing to ask for. Come - I know you haven't eaten in two days. I am sorry for your hunger, but it is what keeps you safe on your journey here."
Placing his palm back on his pets' back, Nero gently guided Alcaeus towards the castle once more. Leading the young man up stairs of hollow glass, the God pushed open a simple silver door, holding it open for the human. Nero's eyes fell back onto the sugar that remained on the young mans neck, and a shiver ran up the gods spine before he adverted his gaze. Inside the castle was beautiful - walls of silver and diamond shed prism-like light, carvings and ancient symbols dusted the walls like a bed time story for children. Comfortable furnishing surrounded a pit of ever-lasting, ever-warm fire: Prism stairs led from the edges of the room led to the higher levels.
"All of this you are free to explore. A library with every book and scroll known to mankind is available up those stairs - simply ask a question into the diamond orb, and the book you need will be in your hands." Nero guided the young man up a flight of stairs, exposing a long hallway of rooms and closets. Nero placed a hand on the ornate silver door and pushed lightly - inside was a room simple and beautiful. A large, plush bed was folded over with equally plush blankets, silk pillows rested art the head. Sheets feel from poles, currently tied back, to hide the bed and block any light. A large, crater-like dip in the floor had stairs leading down - a huge wash basin, empty for the time being. An arrangement of soaps and softeners waited at the edge. A closet folded open with a wave of Nero's hand - comfortable clothing, ready for Alcaeus. "Anything and everything in this room you can use. Ask the basin to fill, and it will. But for now..." Nero turned towards Alcaeus again, and waved his hand. With a cloud of light steam, Alcaeus's traditional tribute clothing was rep;laced with clothing purely for comfort. When the steam settled down, a table with an assortment of foods to Alcaeus' liking waited by a smaller table. "Come - yo Kenya not feel it, but your body is hungry."
(So sorry for my poof! I had to claim the shower before my younger sister could. She takes forever with that hair of hers, hehe)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 14, 2016 20:04:51 GMT -5
(It's okay! I'll be going in half an hour or so to bed but I'll be on in the morning)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 20:08:38 GMT -5
(Alright! Sleep well, have good dream. Good night! :) )
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 14, 2016 20:12:57 GMT -5
Nero's laughter was a deep, gentle sound, the gods hand brushing the back of Alcaeus' neck fondly. The white haired god had have several tributes over the past millennia, but none held the same shy aura and wonderful curiosity. "Clouds," He began, reaching out to touch one himself, "are made by the evaporation of water. When water is heated, it turns into tiny pieces of air - which gather together in the sky to create clouds. However..." The god pulled his hand from the cloud - a miniature version hovered above his palm, twisting and twirling with shapes, "being a god has its benefits. Were you imagining something more along this concept?" With a soft and amused smile, Nero tipped his hand - the tiny cloud fragment gathered at Alcaeus' shoulder, softer than kittens fur and plush. "I created this world for you and your fellow humans. I can create whatever you'd want, nothing to ask for. Come - I know you haven't eaten in two days. I am sorry for your hunger, but it is what keeps you safe on your journey here."
Placing his palm back on his pets' back, Nero gently guided Alcaeus towards the castle once more. Leading the young man up stairs of hollow glass, the God pushed open a simple silver door, holding it open for the human. Nero's eyes fell back onto the sugar that remained on the young mans neck, and a shiver ran up the gods spine before he adverted his gaze. Inside the castle was beautiful - walls of silver and diamond shed prism-like light, carvings and ancient symbols dusted the walls like a bed time story for children. Comfortable furnishing surrounded a pit of ever-lasting, ever-warm fire: Prism stairs led from the edges of the room led to the higher levels.
"All of this you are free to explore. A library with every book and scroll known to mankind is available up those stairs - simply ask a question into the diamond orb, and the book you need will be in your hands." Nero guided the young man up a flight of stairs, exposing a long hallway of rooms and closets. Nero placed a hand on the ornate silver door and pushed lightly - inside was a room simple and beautiful. A large, plush bed was folded over with equally plush blankets, silk pillows rested art the head. Sheets feel from poles, currently tied back, to hide the bed and block any light. A large, crater-like dip in the floor had stairs leading down - a huge wash basin, empty for the time being. An arrangement of soaps and softeners waited at the edge. A closet folded open with a wave of Nero's hand - comfortable clothing, ready for Alcaeus. "Anything and everything in this room you can use. Ask the basin to fill, and it will. But for now..." Nero turned towards Alcaeus again, and waved his hand. With a cloud of light steam, Alcaeus's traditional tribute clothing was rep;laced with clothing purely for comfort. When the steam settled down, a table with an assortment of foods to Alcaeus' liking waited by a smaller table. "Come - yo Kenya not feel it, but your body is hungry."
(So sorry for my poof! I had to claim the shower before my younger sister could. She takes forever with that hair of hers, hehe) Alcaeus eyes lit up once more with wonder as Nero created the tiny cloud for him, gently pressing his fingertips into the softness of it. He was slowly starting to adjust to the touches of the god, since they were happening often enough. He slowly turned, eyes sparkling as he took in his new surroundings; it was extremely surreal, but he was loving it. He wasn't sure he'd have the confidence to explore on his own however, and was rather convinced he'd probably spend most of his days in a single room. He looked down with surprise as his clothes were replaced, quietly thumbing the material. Alcaeus glanced up at the food and hesitated only a moment before doing as Nero wished; he seated himself and warily examined the food on the table, sudden shyness seeming to work its way back into him. He wasn't particularly sure of what he wanted to eat off of the table, as it all looked wonderful; he also felt nervous eating around other people- something he hadn't worked out for himself yet. He knew it was silly, of course: he just couldn't help it. He hesitantly chose a simple piece of fruit; a fig. He carefully bit into it, the soft skin bursting beneath his teeth, the sweet juice sitting on his lips before he removed it with his tongue, gaze constantly askance and wandering the room. A nervous deer, ready to flee at the slightest hint of danger.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 20:46:38 GMT -5
"You needn't be frightened, my pet. No one here will judge you," Nero's voice was soft, as soft as the gentle hand on the back of Alcaeus' neck, gently brushing against some of the sugar. The god was extremely tempted to kiss the sugary skin again, the longing flowering in his stomach before he managed to pull away from his desires. He perched across the table from Alcaeus, placing a few fruits in front of his newest companion before taking an orange for himself. His nails easily sliced through the tough skin, nicking the flesh. The citrusy aroma washed over the table, the peel slowly being pulled off in large pieces. "You won't have any restrictions here, but one. Do not endanger yourself - there was balconies into the clouds on the higher levels, and they have railing. However, the diamond bridge is a danger - without railing, it is quite unnerving."
With the orange finally peeled efficiently, the god parted the slices in equal halves, setting one before his companion gently. "Alcaeus, I know you are a shy spirit, but you really must take food. Being in the land of the immortal will not make you immortal yourself." His warning was delivered gently; Nero was attempting to soften himself for this young lad, seeing as he was rather shy. Nero took a bite from a slice of orange, watching the sun drift below the horizon through an open walled window. His violet eyes seemed lovelier in this light, the sunset casting a pearly pink glean over his starch which hair.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 15, 2016 3:06:49 GMT -5
((Hellu, I'll reply in half an hour))
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 15, 2016 3:36:23 GMT -5
"You needn't be frightened, my pet. No one here will judge you," Nero's voice was soft, as soft as the gentle hand on the back of Alcaeus' neck, gently brushing against some of the sugar. The god was extremely tempted to kiss the sugary skin again, the longing flowering in his stomach before he managed to pull away from his desires. He perched across the table from Alcaeus, placing a few fruits in front of his newest companion before taking an orange for himself. His nails easily sliced through the tough skin, nicking the flesh. The citrusy aroma washed over the table, the peel slowly being pulled off in large pieces. "You won't have any restrictions here, but one. Do not endanger yourself - there was balconies into the clouds on the higher levels, and they have railing. However, the diamond bridge is a danger - without railing, it is quite unnerving."
With the orange finally peeled efficiently, the god parted the slices in equal halves, setting one before his companion gently. "Alcaeus, I know you are a shy spirit, but you really must take food. Being in the land of the immortal will not make you immortal yourself." His warning was delivered gently; Nero was attempting to soften himself for this young lad, seeing as he was rather shy. Nero took a bite from a slice of orange, watching the sun drift below the horizon through an open walled window. His violet eyes seemed lovelier in this light, the sunset casting a pearly pink glean over his starch which hair. Alcaeus felt he was less concerned about being judged, and more about the flashes of desire that he kept catching within Nero's eyes. He quietly watched him slice through the fruit with his nails, feeling a second bout of nerves. He listened intently to Nero's warnings as to what he couldn't do, and nodded; 'I see no reason to purposely endanger myself.' He softly replied, biting into his fig again and then finishing it. He had no doubt that he wasn't immortal; he didn't need Nero to tell him. He offered the god a small smile as he took the orange, neatly separating his half into segments in front of him, before popping one of them onto his tongue and slowly pressing it against the roof of his mouth to allow the juice to burst from the skin. He closed his eyes momentarily to savour the taste, before he cast his gaze back up to the god he now served; he blinked, taken slightly aback as he watched the sun warm Nero's eyes, feeling a soft flutter in his stomach and his pulse speed up a little. The god really was beautiful, he thought; it seemed to be the only word that fit.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2016 11:41:25 GMT -5
Nero kept his eyes trained on the sky until Alcaeus ate his fill, watching as the sunlight faded and stars sang above them with pearly light. The moon was full and bright, casting a silver glow across the room. The room seemed to cast its own light as well - the diamond implanted in the ceiling giving off a lovely white glow. What remained of the sugar dust over Alcaeus' neck glittered beautifully - and Nero finally gave into temptation. "Come here," He said softly, a gentle comand to his companion.
Once Nero was joined by the young human, he reached out and hooked an arm around the humans waist, effectively pulling him into the gods lap. Nero placed his lips back onto the sugar powder once more, this time taking his time to feel the young man skin under the pleasantly gritty sugar dusting. His grip tightened slightly around the young humans waist, letting out a tiny growl of possessiveness as the blessed sugar bonded the two closer. The star-like lighting reflected off of what remained of the sugar on Alcaeus' neck, which was soon kissed off by the god gently but hungrily, Nero pulling the human tighter into his chest possessively.
After several minutes, Nero finally pulled away from the lovely humans neck, his lips still sweet from the sugar that once clung to the skin. He remained silent, leaning in once more to dust kisses over the young mans shoulder this time, equally as possessively.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 15, 2016 15:28:24 GMT -5
((I'll reply in a bit! Sorry I haven't been on earlier I've been out))
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 15, 2016 15:49:26 GMT -5
Nero kept his eyes trained on the sky until Alcaeus ate his fill, watching as the sunlight faded and stars sang above them with pearly light. The moon was full and bright, casting a silver glow across the room. The room seemed to cast its own light as well - the diamond implanted in the ceiling giving off a lovely white glow. What remained of the sugar dust over Alcaeus' neck glittered beautifully - and Nero finally gave into temptation. "Come here," He said softly, a gentle comand to his companion.
Once Nero was joined by the young human, he reached out and hooked an arm around the humans waist, effectively pulling him into the gods lap. Nero placed his lips back onto the sugar powder once more, this time taking his time to feel the young man skin under the pleasantly gritty sugar dusting. His grip tightened slightly around the young humans waist, letting out a tiny growl of possessiveness as the blessed sugar bonded the two closer. The star-like lighting reflected off of what remained of the sugar on Alcaeus' neck, which was soon kissed off by the god gently but hungrily, Nero pulling the human tighter into his chest possessively.
After several minutes, Nero finally pulled away from the lovely humans neck, his lips still sweet from the sugar that once clung to the skin. He remained silent, leaning in once more to dust kisses over the young mans shoulder this time, equally as possessively. Alcaeus was no stranger to sitting in a mans lap, and obeyed Nero with ease, gracefully moving forwards as Nero gently pulled him by the waist. He gasped quietly as Nero growled, gripping the gods shoulders, his body reacting instantly to the attention it was receiving; the fire from earlier seemed to reignite in his veins. When Nero pulled away Alcaeus was shivering, goosebumps raised on his skin. When Nero leaned back in he bit back a noise, closing his eyes tightly and slowly tilting back his head to open his neck to the god. His skin was flushed, cheeks dark: eyelashes kissing them softly. He didn't dare resist him, and at the same time wasn't sure if he bore the power or will to.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2016 16:30:07 GMT -5
(Don't worry! We all poof at time. :) )
Nero chuckled hungrily as Alcaeus' reaction - shivering, goodbumps, the flutter in his belly that the god felt just as strongly. Nero kept his arm around the humans waist as the other hand slid into the humans hair from his neck, gently pulling his head a bit more to the side as he suddenly bit on the humans neck gently. After a moment, the snow-white haired god released the human, his eyes practical;lay glowing with temptation. "If this is bothering you," He said, his voice a deeper husk than before, "let me know, and I will cease."
He leaned back in, continuing to kiss along the humans neck and shoulder, even if the sugar was now gone. Tiny red marks faded away after mere seconds after each kiss, and Nero found this oddly appealing - his back tensed slightly, a small growl of possessive hunger escaping his throat as he bit Alcaeus' neck once more, just under his jawline, a bit more forcefully than the bite previous. He god pulled his hand from the humans hair, cupping the back of his neck tenderly but needingly.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 15, 2016 17:30:16 GMT -5
(Don't worry! We all poof at time. )
Nero chuckled hungrily as Alcaeus' reaction - shivering, goodbumps, the flutter in his belly that the god felt just as strongly. Nero kept his arm around the humans waist as the other hand slid into the humans hair from his neck, gently pulling his head a bit more to the side as he suddenly bit on the humans neck gently. After a moment, the snow-white haired god released the human, his eyes practical;lay glowing with temptation. "If this is bothering you," He said, his voice a deeper husk than before, "let me know, and I will cease."
He leaned back in, continuing to kiss along the humans neck and shoulder, even if the sugar was now gone. Tiny red marks faded away after mere seconds after each kiss, and Nero found this oddly appealing - his back tensed slightly, a small growl of possessive hunger escaping his throat as he bit Alcaeus' neck once more, just under his jawline, a bit more forcefully than the bite previous. He god pulled his hand from the humans hair, cupping the back of his neck tenderly but needingly. ((If Nero is planning on taking this further lol I'm good to PM unless you wanna skip)) Alcaeus shook his head in response to the gods words, far too shy to verbally reply to him whilst he was in this situation. He struggled to hold in small gasps and noises as Nero slowly became more possessive over him. He slid a hand over the gods shoulder, becoming a little bolder, sliding a hand into the beautiful white hair, wondering momentarily at how soft and silky it felt between his fingers. He used this as leverage to keep Nero where he was, his breaths a little sharper after the god bit him harder than before. He arched his back slightly against Nero's body, half opening his eyes to gaze at the ceiling and ponder how he had reached this point in his life. Just a few days ago he'd been dancing for a mortal king; before that, he'd been dancing in the square of his town- and other things- for the barest of money. He wasn't sure how he felt right now- he knew he was enjoying the gods attentions, which were so much gentler and with much more need than any other people he had been with (though of course, those men had been looking for only one thing,) but he still felt cautious and the need to run from the overwhelming presence of this males aura. It shook him to the core, made him realise his own weakness as a mortal man.
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 15, 2016 17:30:49 GMT -5
((Right I'm on now!! no more poofs))
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2016 17:37:53 GMT -5
(Crap i forgot this wasnt already on PM We can skip if you'd prefer. I'm okay with either way - whichever you prefer, i'll continue)
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Post by Bloodrose on Dec 15, 2016 17:42:18 GMT -5
(Crap i forgot this wasnt already on PM We can skip if you'd prefer. I'm okay with either way - whichever you prefer, i'll continue) ((I'm good with PM! And it's ok omg 😂))
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