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all the soft moonlight [closed]
Who: Hakuno, Enkidu, and Gilgamesh
When: The night of April's full moon
Where: Their apartment
What: A very memorable first.
Warnings: NSFW
[The past few days, a tension has been straining more and more tautly in Hakuno. Not because of any sudden onset of cold feet, surprisingly, but because of how... normal it's been. They sleep in the same bed. They eat at the same table. They go about their daily affairs just the same as always, even as the promised evening looms ever closer. It's... honestly a relief, to not have it made into a big deal ahead of time. Oh, sure, Gilgamesh has made the odd wicked comment, alluded to plans and interest in her eventual reactions, but...
Well, it's low-key, as... low-key as that man ever gets. And Enkidu, well, they've taken this whole situation as a simple matter of course. Which is to say, there's been exactly zero pressure from either of them, despite the rather unimaginable situation she's somehow talked her way into. It's been a relief in a lot of ways, leading up to the main event.
However, here and now, there's really only one relief she's particularly in the mood for.]
Gh...
[Moonlight streams in weakly through the window, blotted out by wan, warm candlelight in the bedroom. She's felt something building all day, but as the sun set and the sisters rose, the full moon took her to new heights. She knows she's shrunk an inch or two, knows her wings are much, much larger now—large enough that she might actually get off the ground for a few seconds, if she cared to try—knows that the scales on them and her pale flesh glitter, alive with magical iridescence.
She can't quite bring herself to care.
Her priorities have faded and shifted, as the moons climbed higher; after drying off from a long, relaxing bath, she hadn't done much more than toss a loose shirt over herself—she's not sure which of theirs, and didn't stop to check—rather than a nightgown. Bereft of antennae for now, she herself can't quite sense the pheromones thick in the air, courtesy of... well, her, but she splays out on the bed, idle and languid as she waits, rather than pacing or nervously fidgeting with her felt until they come home.
Worry and fretting seem like foreign thoughts entirely, right now.
She rolls on her side, eyes catching and staying on one of the candle flames. dark and distracted. She toys with a button on the shirt for a moment, then undoes it.
Then another, and another, until her fingers find her own, smooth flesh, and trail down the curve of her belly. With two roommates—and bedmates, in the strictly platonic sense up until now—she's never had the time or privacy to properly explore. And she certainly hadn't had it in the Moon Cell, either, and so with time and this queer, indolent mood, she lets her hand slip further down as time stretches on.
When they return home, the air is heavy with a faint, enticing scent—something unnameable, but that catches in the back of the throat and pulls one in—and faint, soft noises from the bedroom door, ajar and inviting with the candlelight seeping out.]
When: The night of April's full moon
Where: Their apartment
What: A very memorable first.
Warnings: NSFW
[The past few days, a tension has been straining more and more tautly in Hakuno. Not because of any sudden onset of cold feet, surprisingly, but because of how... normal it's been. They sleep in the same bed. They eat at the same table. They go about their daily affairs just the same as always, even as the promised evening looms ever closer. It's... honestly a relief, to not have it made into a big deal ahead of time. Oh, sure, Gilgamesh has made the odd wicked comment, alluded to plans and interest in her eventual reactions, but...
Well, it's low-key, as... low-key as that man ever gets. And Enkidu, well, they've taken this whole situation as a simple matter of course. Which is to say, there's been exactly zero pressure from either of them, despite the rather unimaginable situation she's somehow talked her way into. It's been a relief in a lot of ways, leading up to the main event.
However, here and now, there's really only one relief she's particularly in the mood for.]
Gh...
[Moonlight streams in weakly through the window, blotted out by wan, warm candlelight in the bedroom. She's felt something building all day, but as the sun set and the sisters rose, the full moon took her to new heights. She knows she's shrunk an inch or two, knows her wings are much, much larger now—large enough that she might actually get off the ground for a few seconds, if she cared to try—knows that the scales on them and her pale flesh glitter, alive with magical iridescence.
She can't quite bring herself to care.
Her priorities have faded and shifted, as the moons climbed higher; after drying off from a long, relaxing bath, she hadn't done much more than toss a loose shirt over herself—she's not sure which of theirs, and didn't stop to check—rather than a nightgown. Bereft of antennae for now, she herself can't quite sense the pheromones thick in the air, courtesy of... well, her, but she splays out on the bed, idle and languid as she waits, rather than pacing or nervously fidgeting with her felt until they come home.
Worry and fretting seem like foreign thoughts entirely, right now.
She rolls on her side, eyes catching and staying on one of the candle flames. dark and distracted. She toys with a button on the shirt for a moment, then undoes it.
Then another, and another, until her fingers find her own, smooth flesh, and trail down the curve of her belly. With two roommates—and bedmates, in the strictly platonic sense up until now—she's never had the time or privacy to properly explore. And she certainly hadn't had it in the Moon Cell, either, and so with time and this queer, indolent mood, she lets her hand slip further down as time stretches on.
When they return home, the air is heavy with a faint, enticing scent—something unnameable, but that catches in the back of the throat and pulls one in—and faint, soft noises from the bedroom door, ajar and inviting with the candlelight seeping out.]
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this very shabby Master... all she does is drag him down, after all.
though one would have to admit that this smaller form of his Master is cuter, and when Gilgamesh hears those sighs and he perceives (smells would be too concrete of a word) that thickness in the air, the syrup of her arousal, he feels a reaction, a spark of interest.
The door is ajar, so he eases it open, peering in at her to witness her condition, and what a striking sight it is, so much that even his face demonstrates surprise. That Hakuno who always stood plainly at his side, who avoided the advances of beautiful and dangerous suitors, who attracts attention but always in a distant, sexless way, who all this time has simply avoided what has been transpiring between him and his friend in this apartment -- that studiously collected, boring NPC is doing something so reckless? ]
Do you realize the implications of the fact that I am a demi-god in my prime?
[ even weakened, even with his spiritual core destroyed and replaced with this world's magic -- his basic energy remains.
maybe it's a little like a warning, or maybe an advertisement of what she has to look forward to. maybe more of the latter? one thing is for certain -- Hakuno, smaller and plainer than her roommates or not, has certainly managed (no doubt) to capture both of their attention to sufficiently divide and share them with one another, and that is a pretty epic feat which she will one day be proud of. somehow. maybe. if she can appreciate her sudden suductress awakening. ]
Well, let us see if you are capable of seizing the reins of power over a Servant in this state.
[ you know, just maybe through more subtle techniques than brute strength. but ah, what an intoxicating view it is to see her so fully, spread so, her thighs pale and slick with her considerable wetness, her body suddenly spread open and dripping with the heat of sex. ]
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[The words wouldn’t be out of place with their usual dry, witty banter, but everything else is utterly eminently different. They’re delivered in a soft tone far breathier than he’s ever gotten from her before, and she’s still half curled in the bed, glancing over a bared, shimmering shoulder at him with a lidded, slightly hazy gaze. The sleeves are pooled at her elbows, the shirt itself hanging low at the small of her back, baring a delicately arched back and wings that tremble ever so slightly with each shift and twitch of her still-exploring fingers.
It’s only a beat later that she pulls them away, glistening briefly in the candlelight, and sits up, still maintaining eye contact. Her modesty, such as it is, remains barely preserved by the rumpled sheets caught between her thighs and her own long, tousled hair.
That strange tension is still humming through her, expectant and increasingly stronger now that promise hangs heavy in the air between them. Where embarrassment or shame might be, she only finds a deep well of anticipation. She tilts her head lips curving faintly, and extends her sealed hand to him.]
You know I always do my best. I’ve been waiting for you two.
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Enkidu hums softly as they enter the room. Oh yes, whatever has filled the air is overly present and it seems Hakuno is the one who have caused all this. Well, perhaps her and the full moon outside.]
Ah...but that is not entirely correct, Hakuno... [Their fingers brush Gil's hand briefly before they lean in to take a closer look.] ...you have already started. [After those words they pull back and turn around so they can take their shirt off and drape it over the nearest chair.]
There is no reason to be shy. [The tone of their voice is a little mischievous.] I am not sure what Gil wishes to see but I'd like to see you continue.
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[ well, she is one of nature's children now. a little too literally, perhaps. ah, the possessive way he looks at her as Gilgamesh plants one knee on the bed, inching towards Hakuno and cupping her chin in his hand. he looks in her eye as he did when they kissed. there is a soft, thrumming familiarity in the Bond between them. he is warm as a ray of sunshine, his hair golden and tickling her cheek.
he begins shrugging out of his clothing without preamble, without even teasing her -- though it is still early for that. standing directly before her, he lets her have the eye full of his bared body, the perfect musculature and the bright red of the tattoos revealing themselves quite shamelessly before her gaze. she is given silent permission to fully imbibe the sight of those markings, to trace them with her gaze. she has already been granted permission, in other words, to view him in an entirely different light. ]
Hn, so my instincts were right all along about the attention you would need.
[ she is just about eye level with his erection, which would probably have her running under any other circumstances. his hand drops to her shoulder, pushing her hair back. ]
Very well. A difficult Master, but I will assist this "itch." How do you want to be touched now?
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She shifts, one arm curled against the bed to prop her up, and her hand trails from her belly to his thigh, hesitating almost imperceptibly before they shifted to trace a faint trail over the length of his cock, unobscured by light or rose petals but no less riveting in this moment than it was the first time she saw it.]
...well. This is a bit thicker than my fingers.
[To put it lightly.
Said fingers are still tellingly damp against him.]
And Enkidu wants a show, apparently. I think we could probably kill two birds with one stone.
[She shifts, finally, settling back-to front with her wings drooping and flat between them. It's a boldness and a confidence that comes from the same sort of tranquility she used to feel in elimination matches, a do-or-die sense of stability that will probably escape her the second morning dawns and the moon's bolstering presence recedes. But for now she nestles against him, feeling him hard against the curve of her ass.
Her gaze drifts to Enkidu, smiling and steadily undressing, which might just be where she gets the extra, non-feral courage to grasp one of Gilgamesh's wrists and guide his hand to settle on her thigh.]
What do you think, Gilgamesh? Ready to assist?
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well, the King of Heroes could neg this Master about how forward she is suddenly being, but feeling her against him like this, her small size which, if anything, makes him feel like the predatory one and her the prey -- though, rather, it is simply her mating ritual, but she is still a smaller creature than him -- he thinks it would be much more interesting to try to break her down in a way to inspire soft sighs rather than eliciting her usual sass. he bites her ear with a rougher little pull at the lobe, a nip for this forwardness of hers. ]
Hmmm, Master. I like this change to your voice. [ that he does... those breathy little sighs. it is why he must tease her in a way that elicits more. ] It seems you know what you want from us. Will you say more of your thoughts? You know, you have been watching us all this time. Perhaps you should praise our efforts. Enkidu and I are great heroes. Aha, we are the first heroes. No, more than that, you want to fawn on people. You have always wanted that. It fills you to be close to another.
[ it's kind of like that SG again, only this time, he thinks, with the moons coming in through the window, with that light, she can handle what he is saying. there should be a kind of sync and symmetry to it, as he trails his hands down, his fingers lightly brushing against her thigh, sliding higher, just high enough to begin to penetrate at the swollen edges. his cock teases against her ass before he drags the whole thick length of it against her lower lips.
aaaand he holds her hands behind her back, gently squeezing her wrists to keep her in place so that she can enjoy the friction without flinching from the sparks of nerves, small and agitated as she is. ]
Lower yourself carefully, Hakuno.
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They crawl onto the bed slowly, gazing at what is happening in front of them. In a way this is exciting, this entire situation appeals to them. Even more than they thought it would be.]
I think this is a good idea...I am quite curious as well... [That is an understatement, really. Enkidu sits on their knees and reaches out, caressing her cheek slowly before one of their hands drop down to cup one of her breasts. They're quite small but also very soft.
And it is true, they want to see how she responds to Gil's ministrations.] ...Will you do as Gil says? He is very good with his fingers and quite potent on top of that. [Enkidu kisses her and pulls back again.] Show me how he makes you feel.
[And yes, they're getting aroused. It is hard not to when the room is full of her scent. It clings to them, it makes them yearn for pleasure, for him, for her, for them both.]
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[The breathiness really does increase, especially once he has her arms restrained, thin wrists gripped firmly in a large hand. They don't touch much, aside from the odd casual brush or side-by-side lean, and the sudden excess of it is frankly electrifying, moonlight and magic aside.
And then Enkidu inserts themself into the equation, and Hakuno finds herself breathless entirely. She tilts her head back for them, kissing back eager and sweet and open, and between that and her arms it leaves her back arched into their touch and her neck bared, an incidental pose that leaves her feeling very... hunted. But hunted in a very appreciated way. Her pulse thrums through her veins, and her wings tremble against the looming, still bulk of Gilgamesh, and—
Well, she's not going to say no, obviously, but there's a flush in her cheeks and a meek anticipation in her gaze, and she very obediently rocks her hips down, as directed.]
...like this?
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And after that she moves her body the way Gil intended it and they smile a little. It is a wonderful thing to behold. It is some sort of game, one putting the other on edge and it is even more fascinating to do this with more than two persons.]
I like this a lot.
[It is a simple statement.]
It excites me.
[After saying that they press their lips against the soft skin in her neck, nipping quietly.]
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[ and seen him naked so many times, no less! but actually, complaining is just Gilgamesh's way of showing his pleasure. he looks absolutely content to witness such an open, vulnerable reaction. she always tries to be on guard around him, so it is Nice, you could say. though she will no doubt be hideously embarrassed about this later. ]
Well, sometimes it is best to sample different positions when you are new to an experience like this.
[ that is probably the most normal observation he can make, given the circumstances.
ah, but it is fitting for he and Enkidu to initiate her into this experience. even if she would not be his type under ordinary circumstances, they are somewhat responsible for bringing her into this state. not exactly something he planned, but Aefenglom seems to take a hero across an interesting and epic journey.
Hakuno has made it clear that she trusts the both of them abundantly. hidden desire is interesting in all its manifestations. even if his Master is a fae in the throes of raw animal passion, Gilgamesh is uniquely suited to her needs. perhaps there is something to this whole concept of Bonding. he fondles and kneads her breasts so casually, as if they have been doing this for a long time. there is no shyness or inexperience at all there, obviously -- of course there would not be, but the abruptness might still be altogether different to actually experience. he continues to rub her nipple with her one hand, as the other slides down her belly, his fingers experimentally flicking her clitoris. ]
How is that, hm? Now, this is the proper mood for a kiss. [ as Enkidu continues licking her neck, Gilgamesh just slyly tilts her head back so she can face him, hopefully open-mouthed from some reaction to these affections. ] Let us try once more.
[ he expects her to be much more reactive this time, after all. ]
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[It's honest to the point of silliness, but it lends a certain weight to these proceedings—because she has spent more of her life at his side than away from it, because she's chosen to do that, because she has faith in his promise and ability to make her happy—and teach her how to seek that out on her own, as well. She tilts her head sweetly for Enkidu, clearly liking this just as much as they do. She doesn't feel silly for being skittish, exactly, but she's eager to learn, here and now.
With Gilgamesh's hands busy fondling and exploring as he pleases, her own are free—and she immediately puts them to sue, skimming one through Enkidu's long, silky hair while the other one trails over their chest and hips, an exploration of her own.
Her gaze is guided to Gilgamesh's, though, and her smile turns inviting.]
Mm. I think I know what you mean.
[Before, it had been a thing of curiosity—a point of contact between two bodies who had never entertained the thought of connecting before, and wanted to test the waters.
This time, from the moment their lips meet, her mouth is hungry and welcoming against his, the odd breathy noise slipping out as her hips rock instinctively into those experienced fingers of his.]
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So all they can do is offer them this space. Of course, they can provide pleasure, perhaps enhance some of it but it would be wrong of them to demand it for themselves. A soft hum escapes their mouth when Hakuno touches them and they busy themselves with kissing the skin of her neck.]
Your body is soft.
[They whisper the words softly before they settle one hand on her hip, squeezing a little.]
So is your skin. [And of course, she is a fae. Some of her features aren't human anymore, but truly, Enkidu is the last one who cares about such things.
But finally they just move to sit back a little, enjoying the sight of Hakuno and Gil kissing. There's hunger there and a fair amount of desire. They feel it as well yet they do not act on it. After all, this is their way to celebrate their bonding.]
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there is no denying the way she is looking at Enkidu, either. Gilgamesh considers.
when he pulls back from the kiss, holding her chin with his fingers (and giving Hakuno a moment to catch her breath), Gilgamesh swipes his tongue along her lips, his teeth nipping them only enough to plumpen the bottom one a little. ]
Mmm. Not bad, mongrel.
[ that wicked gleam is still within his eyes. ]
Ah... but before we continue, Master, there is one thing I must say. [ not that he pulls back, but he begins to alternate his touches, his fingers tickling up and down her thighs and belly as she caresses Enkidu clumsily. he can certainly help her with that clumsiness, but first there is a final thought he would like to express. ] Should you do this, there is a chance your feelings shall intensify.
[ that smouldering gaze is just slightly cooler as he speaks.
... yes, that is right. Hakuno has been very guarded against Gilgamesh. at least in this way. she has been very adamant that he is dangerous, that at least others should be wary of him, that he is no friend to womankind, and many other things. but truly, to engage in such a passionate encounter with him and with his friend, and especially with Bonds... well, it is not a pledge to anything, but the likelihood of things ever going back to what they were again would seem improbable. should Hakuno ever want that boring husband Gilgamesh had tried to place her with, they would have to deal with this polycule Sumerian fuckfest. though maybe Aefenglom of all places is the one world where that will not be a problem and where monogamous marriages are less typical. still, Hakuno must at least be aware that this is a bridge which may forever alter the nature of her feelings somewhat, even if it is only a possibility. ]
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It lacks the usual posturing and florid vocabulary, which is how she knows he wants her to take this seriously, and so she gives his words their due consideration with as much clarity as she can muster, with Enkidu's warm flesh beneath her hands and Gilgamesh hot and hard against her.]
...mm. Yeah, I considered that.
[Her lips curve against his fingers, faint but warm.]
I'll be with you until I die, either way. So, I figured... if it happens, it happens. I've explored stranger things with you, haven't I?
[She walked the length of his own soul, and his memoryless self saw fit to shield her from harm, when it counted. She can't bring herself to trust him with 'women' as a category, sure enough; she will always worry and warn about that. But...]
I've entrusted you with my life and soul from the start. So... if it happens, it happens.
[He exists within her heart already. She's always known that it was possible to alter his place there, but she knew it in the same sense that Gilgamesh knew she herself was a woman—factually, but not in any immediately relevant way.]
I trust you, when it comes to me. Whatever happens after this, you know that.
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Gilgamesh even seems to be caught in a moment of uncharacteristic silence, or maybe he is just thinking about some enigmatic thing, as per his nature. before, that would be nothing more than a flinch or the blink of his eye to her, but now she no doubt feels all of those concealed emotions. hunted -- was that how she had felt? a good way to describe it: her wildness, these Monster traits, bring out his own primal demi-god qualities, in the same way Saber's transformation did. this time, it is a little gentler, given their relationship, but there is no doubt there is something intense and ancient inside of her Servant, even if he no longer is a being with a spiritual core, and that something wants to respond to her body's demand to be consummated.
even as she feels him bearing against her from behind, he takes her hands. ]
Allow me to assist you, Master.
[ yes, there is a little shine in Gilgamesh's eyes as he says those words, as he turns to look mischievously at Enkidu. that is right: Hakuno's fawning over Enkidu has been all too apparent for all too long now. she confessed it to Gilgamesh herself. therefore -- ]
For what reason do you hesitate? My friend is willing. So be bold. [ and so saying, as he holds her hands, he lowers them slowly, gently, playfully, until he curls her fingers around Enkidu's swollen cock -- jutting up against their belly. ] Take hold and take what you desire. Ah, let me see your face as I speak, hmm, Master.
Ahhh. [ Gilgamesh's finger strokes under Hakuno's chin. Enkidu's cock is flushed, but pale, and an incredibly lovely hue, and Gilgamesh watches Hakuno's face closely for her reaction, waiting to see what hunger he will see in her eyes as she beholds and apprehends this beautiful friend of his she has been gazing at for so long. oh, yes, he must draw this out of her now. ] Say, how do you feel when you imagine taking my friend into your mouth? That would give them great pleasure, you know.
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[Because really, there is trust and trusting someone with their life. Humans were rather fond of their lives and to trust another with it...well...that is friendship, at the least.]
Seeing you together like this...it makes me happy. [Enkidu smiles at the both of them, their cheeks reddened a little, their breathing heavy as their arousal grows with every passing second. Something is nagging at the back of their head, that little urge that is still a remnant of the being they once were. A part of them that wants to get lost in pleasure, that wants to behave a little bit more like a free beast than a composed human.
And Enkidu knows that mischievous expression on Gilgamesh's face and they smile in return. Whatever he is planning, in situations like this, it is definitely a good thing. They can feel the anticipation grow inside of them, their erection becoming a bit more firm at the thought of what might go on inside their friend's mind.]
Ah...you are free to touch, Hakuno. I remember you were quite bold when you kissed me. [They see what he is doing, guiding her hands to their cock. And yes, they want to be touched there.] You may be bold again. [So they shift a little, giving her hands more space to roam between their legs.
Enkidu isn't a stranger to pleasure or sex. They know how genitals need to be stimulated, they know where to touch and they definitely know how to enjoy every bit of it. Slowly they lick their lips when he mentions that, reaching out to touch his cheek briefly.]
Hmm...I think your mouth is quite soft and warm. [Their gaze focuses on her.] I would like it so.
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Still, the current obscenity takes up the lion's share of her attention, so she lets the matter rest, for now.
My friend is willing. So be bold, Gilgamesh tells her, hands firmly guiding her own, and the heat in her body rises further. Enkidu gives permission, and her hesitant burns away completely, leaving only an eager curiosity in its wake. Her fingers trail up the shaft, first tentatively, then firmly, then with gradually increasing confidence.
She rakes her teeth over her lower lip, eyes following her own hand up and down for a moment.
Gently, she tugs her chin out of Gilgamesh's grasp, eyes flitting back towards him even as she bends forward.]
...You know what they like. I-I'll be... relying on your guidance.
[Her hair flutters down over Enkidu's thighs, hand still working, and she tentatively rolls her tongue over the head.]
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yes, that is his friend for you. and people think he speaks freely -- it is truly Enkidu who has no shame whatsoever in pushing the boundaries of good taste. ugh. anyway, for once, (former) Master and Servant are in agreement in ignoring that particular topic segue.
as Hakuno bends over Enkidu's lap, Gilgamesh takes the opportunity to run his fingertips across the edges of her wings. it is not the first time he has touched her, of course, but generally speaking, as lion's shares go, he is the one who demands the most pampering. she knows that from their previous bath-time escapades. he has been far more reserved with skin contact, in no small part to maintain the appropriate distance and the reminder of the status difference between them. however, since her Monster transformations have begun, he has been giving her a little more in this area -- grudgingly at first, but now he strokes those shimmering wings contentedly.
now, if only he still had his Gate so he could distribute candy to her as a reward for surviving this night. assuming she does. ]
Calm yourself. [ that should be obvious, but it still needs to be said. she is tentative, and he can feel through their Bond that a well of nervousness swells inside of her. ] Mm, when you approach such pleasure as an experience to be savored... instinct shall do the rest.
[ still stroking her hair, Gilgamesh pulls the falling strands away from her face. this is partly to assist her, but also partly for the selfish reason that he wants to see her face as she does this. his eyes drift back and forth between their faces. Hakuno is still sitting in his lap, but for now, he is otherwise still. ]
Kiss, touch, lick... simply let your fingers and mouth caress with affection. Fool, it is a simple matter: open-hearted adoration does all the work.
[ see also: Be Bold. ]
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A soft, content hum escapes their mouth when they can feel how her tongue moves carefully over the tip of their cock and slowly they lean forward a little so they can kiss Gil on the lips.]
Hmm, Hakuno? I encourage you to be curious. [While their fingers linger on Gil's cheek for a moment they move to look down at her, a kind smile playing around their lips.] I also have female parts right underneath that what is male...ah, I like it when... [Carefully they start to comb her hair out of her face as well. It feels soft to the touch.]
Must I guide your hand towards that spot?
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[The insight into what she has tried, valiantly and unnecessarily, to avoid peeking at for so long helps sand away at the edge of shyness still clinging to her. Her mouth grows bolder, melding from licks, to gentle sucks, to actually growing bold enough to take the head into her mouth and roll her tongue around over it.
One had grips the rest of the shaft, and the other slips further down, fingers finding that promised slit and teasing along the slick heat of it until it finds that requested spot.
This, at least, she can be confident in, rubbing, circling, flicking that helpful little nub in a way she personally knows feels excellent.
Her thighs rubs together slightly, in vicarious excitement.]
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of course, she really does need to show him proper attention eventually, too. ]
Are you ready to be prepared, hm?
[ -- you know, he could have just taken the lead in assuming, but it will be a little easier if she assists him and if she is not so passive here, so he tips his hips, encouraging her to lean back and against him. he steadies her by holding her thigh with one hand, his fingers inching a little higher as he awaits her reaction. ]
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Ah! There...that is... [Slowly one of their hands drop down to rest on the back of her head, fingers carefully moving through her hair.] ...it is really good... You are doing very well... [Hakuno might feel their hips twitch or a slight tremble in their muscles.]
Hnn...Gil? You should...reward her. [Their eyes are fixed on their friend's face.] Perhaps you can claim...I...ah... [Since when has it become so difficult to properly speak?] ...Hakuno...your fingers...
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[She pulls away from the head of Enkidu's cock with a soft, wet pop, glancing over her shoulder as she keeps her fingers moving.]
...hmm? Should I use more than my fingers?
[To be on the safe side, she keeps her mouth to the side of Enkidu's length, cheeks burning as she shifts her hips further back towards Gilgamesh, growing wetter with each lap of her tongue against the hot flesh in her hand. Her mouth drifts down, and her fingers finally still as she suckles at their clit softly.]
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[ his friend is correct.
as fond as Gilgamesh may be of negging, Hakuno is doing a good job. she is beginning to show desire, and it is also fun to tease her for her blooming lust, especially because she is in a more honest state now. she will not be able to resist laying open her heart and body tonight. in that sense, this Full Moon places Hakuno in a vulnerable condition. she is delicate enough that even Gilgamesh can take a small measure of pity on her.
maybe. kind of.
this is his Master's first time, and cliched virgin fetish aside, Gilgamesh can appreciate that there is a certain significance here, not so much because such acts must be significant, but because these are all deeds Hakuno Kishinami has never dreamt of doing, and therefore they are the next great step on her bold... journey. of sorts.
in a sense, this is the continuation of their vows at the end of their journey as they departed from the Moon Cell, even prior to arriving in Aefenglom.
Gilgamesh definitely does imbibe that sweet sight of his Master pleasuring his friend -- all the sweeter because of the touch of magic surrounding Hakuno and the Bonds he shares with them both. he feels quite aroused and in need of attention himself, but you know, greedy as the King's reputation may be, he loves voyeurism, especially with these two. he pats Hakuno's head, curling his finger against it and touching her as though he is petting her. she is obviously a little novice boldly facing a situation beyond her level. truly Hakuno Kishinami.
and she is very cute with all this glow and glitter... she is even becoming a little fuck-softened already, and he knows she will become all the more so. her skin looks butter-smooth and silky now.
with his other hand, Gilgamesh crooks his fingers and playfully flicks that little nub, even as she sucks on Enkidu. ]
Hmm -- [ he slides that first, experimental finger into her. it is so light, probing, almost a tease. his other fingers keep flicking and stroking those edges, lightly pressing against her swollen folds. she is tight, the muscles clenching around his fingers, but very wet, her thighs already slippery. ] Do you wish to be on top, Master? I do not mind. To see you show your desire for me, I think it would be very ... pleasing.
[ you know, there really is no way of avoiding it in that position. she would have to be completely laid bare if she got into it, and Enkidu is their witness who would be helping things off.
things miiiight seem a little strange the next day, but for now, the thing, it happenin. ]
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But her sweet mouth is perfect. It knows exactly where to be and what to do.]
Feel free to use all that you got to please me. [Enkidu isn't picky.] You seem curious enough… [Still, they pull back a little, only so they can move to properly sit and spread their legs for her.]
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[She has to pull back to speak clearly, but her hands keep working over Enkidu, eagerly exploring and toying even as she peeks back over her shoulder.]
I think that'll be... easiest. What with accounting for these.
[She gives her wings a light flutter, sending a small waft of shimmer over them all, sweat slicked and heated as they are.]
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definitely a very, very ... happy Servant, at the moment. Hakuno knows the King of Heroes does live for a good time, even if he has the worst personality in the world. that is just the paradox of his existence. at the moment, the mood is a little overwhelming, such that even his infamous resolve chafes just a little, enough to reveal a hint of something like affectionate feeling for this Master.
ugh. disgusting. ]
Well. [ his fingers stroke over her wings, petting this newly smaller Master. ] You may sit back, Master.
[ it has gone somewhat far at this point to say that this is only a physical reaction to her Full Moon; it is that, but it is also pent up energy and feeling that has a strangely threatening aura; it is appropriate that they are two Witches and a Monster, given how volatile of a balance this is.
this is definitely going to be a little lightning spark, he suspects. but it remains to be seen -- will it be that, or sweet and slow and soft? what will the actual moment of connection be for her? he wants to see, he thinks, he wants to see how his Master will take this. of course he is certainly capable of being aggressive, and he is naturally and really effortlessly controlling, but he is willing to give her reins enough to show her boldness. if he frames it like this -- like another level to their union... a new chapter in the Epic... ]
Go on.
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Gil... [After uttering a pleased sound at the way she keeps on touching them they lean forward, one of their hands sliding over his cheek.] ...I will move back a little so you can enjoy one another. [Then they kiss him deeply, making it very known that their heart still goes out to him.]
Worry not...I know how to enjoy myself as well.
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...don't go far.
[Her voice is a little hoarse, but her gaze is steady on Enkidu's as she gives them a parting stroke and settles back.
Back, onto Gilgamesh.
It's—indescribably, really, sinking back onto his cock rather than her fingers. She takes it slow, but her fingers clench tightly in the bedspread and her head falls back as she takes him in, slowly, inch by inch.]
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You cannot be dishonest in this moment. You have always desired to be with me, from the first.
[ through the Bond, he feels that soft, warm sense of being flattered. Gilgamesh has never looked at this plain Master in such a manner, but now, dew-sparkled and speckled as she is -- these wings, elongated, transparent, finely-veined; they shiver against his fingers as she moves on him. Hakuno's body having shrunk as a consequence of her Monster transformations, she is smaller than she might otherwise be, and she clenches hard around Gilgamesh. but of course, this is also an instictual reaction.
Hakuno is not in heat as a feline Monster would be at this time, yet she is still experiencing some very physical reactions due to her nature as a luna moth fae. this is another instance in which the King of Heroes' assessment of the situation proved horribly correct: his Master's body experiences a phantom urge to reproduce, thus being connected to him so intimately, to a Servant so dangerous and powerful, her own secret desire exposed, of course he can feel the very visceral reaction. those inner walls of hers are flush with what feels to be an upswell of raw and long-denied desire; it comes directly through that Bond. ]
Well, perhaps I see something of this Master's softer side. It seems you hide it away from me. Always tucking your heart aside.
[ she is open-hearted with others, but not with him, because he is so closed-hearted. but she really wants to conquer that heart in some way. his Master is the ultimate voyeur. and so is his friend. so, you know, a perfect polycule.
as Gilgamesh leaves Hakuno to contemplate these words, he looks at Enkidu, who sits across from them. for Enkidu, who has longed to see Gilgamesh take another, they must be euphoric beyond measure to witness the initiation of their coupling. Gilgamesh's eyes fix upon Enkidu's own cock, smaller and paler than his own, though no doubt his Master is thinking of what the contrast would feel like inside of her. and it is also a better fit for her mouth. she must be wanting to sample these pleasures. she is, he has ascertained, a secret hedonist. that is the truth. and some part of her perhaps even desired all those beatiful and dangerous women who threw themselves at her. no wonder she is so attracted to his friend, who is so perfectly androgynous. in a way, it all makes sense. she, too, wants the best of both worlds. ]
I see. [ he does see... Enkidu's androgyny must speak to hers, only paradoxically. a plain girl, a beautiful being who was not a man. it all made a certain sort of sense. ] You are turned on even further at the thought of how aroused Enkidu is, and it is likewise for them. I feel both. As well you should be, Master: fix your eyes upon my friend's length as they touch themselves before you. Remember, they made love to Shamhat for seven days. Your taste must be far smaller... you are too new. [ even with her transformations, there is a limit here... ] But --
[ none of them need elaborate on the sweetness she shall experience from the bliss of their body. they have a perfect view of one another now. Enkidu need only take the initiative to move to come over to them.
or perhaps, just perhaps, his Master shall invite them over. heh. ]
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They remember that Gil called her 'plain' once. It is odd to call a creature like her 'plain'. Perhaps less plain and more beautiful. After all, she glimmers, spreading glitter with every flap of her wings.]
You look very beautiful like that, Hakuno.
[And to be honest, they're itching to touch her. To cup her breasts and to press their lips against the pulse in her neck. They want to listen to the noises their friend could make and the cries of pleasure coming from her mouth.
So before they move in to put those thoughts into actual deeds they do exactly what Gil utters. In fact, they do not mind to put up a bit of a show. To make her aware of what their body can do.]
Watch me. [Enkidu touches her cheek as their free hand slides down their body, fingers brushing over flawless, soft skin.] There is something quite...arousing about that... That you watch. [They're definitely blushing.] Perhaps admire a little. [And finally they stop to speak and start to shudder as they slide two fingers inside themselves.]
Hmmm...