Ask When the Old Meets the New

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

”She was the daughter of that Candorus guy, right? I hope that she doesn't end up doing something stupid like her father.” he remember well what had happened with the stupid Mandalorian, with how Tempest had dealt with him while the other Sith watched. If Feifi decided to follow her father’s footsteps, the Annfyn believed that it would end bad even for Ayomi, which was something that he didn’t want to happen.

Regarding her second apprentice, Caerllion had no comment to make. He never heard the bloke’s name until this moment, thus his existence was completely irrelevant to him. The Annfyn could only wonder if this other Acolyte was capable of causing trouble like the little Mandalorian.

The mention of Trodai made Caerllion change his position on his chair. He still remembers how Ayomi and the Pureblood fought during that party in Nar Shaddaa. The Annfyn was also involved in this situation, but he preferred to forget what had happened there and all the vomit that was related to it.

“Yes, he was. To be honest, it wasn’t very problematic. My ears survived perfectly.” he smiled, while gesturing at this part of his body. “I have no idea where he is now, though." without any doubt running after Azar. "Oh, the food arrived.” he said, seeing the waiter approach with their orders.

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

A small chuckle escaped Ayomi's lips as they listened to Caerllion bring up Feifi's father; Gimmick, was it? Crimick? Cormack? They'd never actually met the guy aside from forcing their apprentice to watch as Tempest ripped him limb for limb, but ultimately it didn't matter. He was a footnote in history at best, a traitor and a moron who'd grossly overestimated himself. "She seems to have a better sense of self preservation at least." The Tiefling replied. "Though if she proves to be a problem like her father, I'll cut off that loose end myself."

Ayomi made an exaggerated eye roll at the Annfyn's mentioned lack of knowledge about his former apprentice's whereabouts, simultaneously returning his smile to make clear they meant to poke fun at the Pureblood. He was probably off making a fool of himself somewhere, that was for sure. They mouthed a "thank you" to the waiter who'd arrived with the food, only just realizing how hungry they were as the sight of the steak they'd ordered caused their mouth to start watering.

Oblivious and unaccustomed to the norms and mannerisms of higher end establishments like the restaurant Caerllion had picked, the Tiefling stabbed their fork into the steak and lifted the whole cut of meat up to their mouth. Sharp, pointed teeth tore of a chunk and began chewing before Ayomi's gaze returned to Caer across the table. "Nuff 'bout people we don't like though," they said, mouth very much still full of steak. "I want to hear more about this kingdom you've got waiting around." The Sith swallowed, licking a bit of bloody juice from the corner of their lips before continuing. Scarlet eyes met Caerllion's onyx ones, showing only sincerity. "I have no desire to steal anything from you, but if you should want some help taking what should be yours...?"

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion smiled at Ayomi’s answer. “I thought that you would do it.” the Tiefling didn’t seem the type to have favorites, even among their own Acolytes. He doubted that any Sith would think twice before eliminating a member of the Order that had become a liability. Second chances could happen, but they were rare. A third one was nonexistent.

Their eye roll didn’t pass unnoticed by Caerllion, who simply smiled at it. He remembers that Ayomi was the one more interested in fighting with Trodai during the party. It was obvious that the Tiefling was still pissed with the Pureblood and probably would want to have some revenge. The Annfyn only hoped to not be caught between the two.

The waiter arrived and left their respective orders in front of them. Caerllion elegantly grabbed the fork and knife before preparing to eat the vegetables. Since he started to eat by himself, the Annfyn had etiquette classes. Even during a casual dinner like this one, he would use what he had learned.

While he was bringing the fork to his mouth, the Annfyn saw how Ayomi was eating. It was disturbing, with him noticing fifteen violations to etiquette. His professor, an old and strict Annfyn female, would have a heart attack if she watched the scene. It would be amazing, he hated the old coot.

He put the food inside his mouth and munched it, only speaking when he had swallowed it completely. “I would love to have help. There are some individuals in my homeworld that I need to deal with.” his uncle and his family came to his mind. The assassin of his mother needed to pay for what he did. His hand holding the knife slightly clenched around it. “We could visit it together someday, I would love to show it to you.” he couldn’t avoid showing his excitement. “My people do not like outsiders landing on the planet, but there ways of avoiding being detected.”

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

Ayomi listened intently while Caerllion explained his situation back home, tearing another bite from their steak as they did so. They noticed his very practiced, particular way of eating but evidently either didn't pick up on why or didn't care to as nothing changed about their own manners. The waiter gave the two polar-opposites a long, confused stare from afar before continuing on with his duties. The Tiefling took a long sip from their bourbon as Caerllion finished detailing his homeworld's policy on outsiders.

"Well I've got the pointy ears, don't I?" Ayomi replied in a teasing tone, ripping a chunk out of their steak and quickly grinding it up. "Although," they added, "I guess the horns and the tail are a bit of a giveaway, aren't they?" One hand ran over the champion's curved cranial horns for emphasis while the arrow-shaped tip of their tail briefly flicked into view from underneath the table. They knew full well it was the dark blue skin that would be most difficult to hide, but the Tiefling felt no reason to hold back their dry humor from Caerllion. "Regardless, it sounds like a very interesting place to visit. And besides, 'dealing with' people is my specialty. I don't spend all my time in the gym for nothing after all."

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion laughed, before bringing the glass of wine to his lips. “Indeed. It would be enough to make some of the most conservative members of my species pull their hair out of their heads.” once upon a time, the Annfyn shared these same feelings regarding outsiders. However, nowadays he recognized how it was stupid to think this way. The only thing that mattered was power and not stupid prejudices.

His culture was so limited because of them.

When Ayomi mentioned spending time in the gym, Caerllion couldn’t avoid studying their body silently. The Tiefling really had a very defined body, which was a great contrast to how the Annfyn looked. He was more the slim swimmer type, even with him going to the gym. By this point he had completely given up on his attempts to get more muscles.

But, this doesn’t mean that he was going to envy Ayomi. He appreciated their body. “There will be a ton of people to deal with. I particularly prefer to use other methods, but a physical fight is always welcome.” he smiled, bringing some more of the food to his mouth. “Particularly, my uncle deserves a slow and excruciating death. Preferably by my hand, but there is the rest of his family and supporters.”

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

"Subtlety has its place," Ayomi responded, a lightly laughing as they did, "but sometimes what people need is a swift punch to the face." Politics and sabotage wasn't exactly their forte, but their skillset did lend itself well to certain situations. Maybe they couldn't whisper manipulative promises into some prince's ear with the most finesse, but they could easily take out a rival heir or put on a show for the masses.

The Tiefling laughed to themself for a moment, finishing their bourbon in one swig. "Remind me to tell you about a mission I had on Cotellier a couple years ago." they told Caerllion. "Who knows if it would be useful to you, but I can put on a convincing show to make someone else look like a hero." If only Karys or Param had bothered to help them get out of prison afterwards...

Ayomi took the rest of their steak and put the whole thing in their mouth, lounging back in their chair as their chewed on it. A pointed nail served as an impromptu toothpick to get a stringy bit left over from in between their similarly sharp teeth. They observed Caerllion's practiced, careful motions while wiping their mouth with the back of their hand; the Tiefling honestly found it intriguing, how such small things could become so important even unintentionally. The Annfyn was admittedly attractive, but beyond that he was just so different from any of the other Sith Ayomi had encountered. There were snobs, assholes, somehow fortunate idiots, creeps, and more... but Caer was complex, calm, approachable. For as many reasons as they could tell themselves not to, they couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

While Ayomi's thoughts ran wild in their head, all Caerllion would see was their eyes gazing at his face while a slight purple blush spread across their cheeks.

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion chuckled, placing the empty glass on the table. “I don’t doubt it. Although, I’m not the type more prepared to deliver punches.” he gestured to his body. “The Force helps give my hits strength, but I prefer the sorcery.” the Annfyn said. He didn’t spend so much time training with his Master in the mystical arts to dump it in a trash can.

Ayomi's comment about putting on a show sparked his interest. “Do you know, I could use a staged scene.” it would be perfect for him to show his people that he was a good individual. The masses always love a hero and it would cement his position as a good successor in front of his grandaunt. “Maybe we could discuss it later.”

Between spoonfuls of vegetables, the Annfyn noticed the way that Ayomi looked at him. It was intense, like the way that he had looked at them some moments ago. Their blushing became apparent, making them look adorable. It was enough to make him forget how the Tiefling ate the meat like a predator, lacking any knowledge of etiquette.

After he finished his food, Caerllion used a napkin to clean his mouth, but his eyes remained at Ayomi. “I’ll never stop saying how you look so cute when blushing.” he said, before placing the piece of tissue folded at the side of the plate. “I’m amazed how you can be so fierce and cute at the same time. I love it.”

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

A staged scene. Ayomi was a champion of the Sith Order, and yet it seemed their biggest success came from a theater act; it was as laughable as it was disappointing. Still, it seemed Caerllion's homeworld was the perfect place for the Tiefling to reenact their acting career. What was scarier than an outsider? An evil horned devil attacking the nobility. Then again, perhaps a mask or some other disguise would be in order if they ever hoped to sit alongside Caer on his throne...

Wait. ALONGSIDE HIM? Were they that trapped in sentiment already? Ayomi's facial expression hardened for a moment, then returned to normal. No, they decided. It was the lure of resources, their equal share in the reward for helping Caer that they were interested in. Any attraction was purely physical, surely.

The Tiefling's desperate attempts to rationalize their feelings inside their own head came to an abrupt halt once Caerllion stated how cute their blush was, how he loved the dichotomy in their appearance. Ayomi's mind went blank as they realized they'd been staring, the blush on their face intensifying in a combination of embarrassment and surprise at the Annfyn's comment. How could he be so open, so direct? Wasn't he afraid of the implications of being held back by his emotions, or worse? "I... I don't... I guess i-it's the Tiefling ch-charm." Ayomi eventually managed to reply, stumbling over their words as they did. And yet, they couldn't stop themselves from looking right back into Caer's eyes as they did, like an insect drawn to the open flame.

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

After hearing Ayomi’s comment, a large smirk appeared at Caerllion’s lips. He rose from his seat and with quick steps, the Annfyn was already in front of the other Sith. Leaning closer to them, until he was able to look directly at their eyes. “I have met some Tieflings before, but I have yet to see in others the charm that you possess. I believe that it was exclusive of you.” he whispered so only they could hear it.

Gently, the Champion touched their chin with his hand, so the two were staring at each other. For a brief moment, Caerllion lost himself in Ayomi’s red-colored eyes. They were like a pair of jewels that the Annfyn wanted to guard in his own personal treasure. The Tiefling would be able to see his ears twitching slightly, a signal of his surprise with his own possessive thoughts.

This was new.

His thumb would brush against their lips, face getting close to them. “Can I?” he asked, their lips centimeters from each other. The Annfyn would only move beyond that with Ayomi’s agreement.

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

The hairs on Ayomi's neck raised as Caerllion stood up and approached them, their breath catching as he leaned close, their heart threatening to burst through their chest as they felt his touch and listened to his whispered compliments. The Tiefling observed his ears twitching unusually, reading it as an emotional signal. Their tail was similarly flicking about with short, erratic movements. They studied the Annfyn's eyes, which seemed to pull at Ayomi like a black hole; yet for all their darkness his eyes radiated a surprising warmth, not the chill of the vacuum of space.

What was this?? Rarely had the champion been a slave to their emotions, yet they found themselves unable to resist Caerllion's offer as his face hovered just beyond theirs. Ayomi returned no verbal response, instead closing their eyes as they leaned in and met Caer's lips with their own. At first the kiss was hesitant, probing almost; but, failing to convince themself to stop, the Tiefling engaged with the other Sith in a full, deep embrace. Each microsecond felt like an eternity as Ayomi gave into their passion, allowing their emotions to take control as one hand slid around Caerllion's waist and the other reached up to caress the back of the Annfyn's head with outstretched fingers.

After several moments Ayomi pulled back, resting their hands on the other champion's shoulder and hip as they reopened their eyes to gage his response. Their own face was flushed a bright lavender, a heat in their chest accompanying a heart beating faster than the TIE they flew. Several emotions beseiged the Tiefling's conflicted mind; worry, desire, fear, elation, even something akin to hunger, yet regret was not one of them. As wrong as the logical part of their mind screamed that this was, it just felt so right.

"That was... unexpected," Ayomi finally said, pausing before adding, "but not unwelcome." They studied Caerllion's face, timidness replaced by an alternating mixture of interest and worry. "But what does this mean, Caer? We're Sith, not weak-minded commoners. We can't allow distractions or weakness to block the path towards our power and goals... right?"

It was as much a statement as it was a question, the Tiefling's internal confusion finally verbalized. Their old master had taught them a clear lesson; the self above everything and anyone else, alone on the path to ultimate power. It was a mantra they'd stayed by for so long as they distanced themselves from others. Yet what Caerllion brought felt powerful in its own right; so what was true?

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion’s lips curved in a slightly smile when he saw Ayomi’s closing their eyes. He took it as the Tiefling’s silent agreement to his request. The Annfyn leaned, until all the space between them had disappeared and their lips were finally touching each other.

The kiss started slowly, the simple touch of their mouths. Caerllion wasn’t in a rush, being patient to Ayomi feel confortable and take their time with it. Because at this point he had already noticed that the Tiefling had no idea of how to ‘operate’ in this type of situation. Only it could explain why they were so reluctant in front of the thousands of hints that the Annfyn had dropped since they met at that party.

Anyway, the kiss proceeded. It becomes more passionate, with Ayomi moving their hands to his body. Caerllion happily mimicked their movements, with his left hand resting at their waist while the right was moving tenderly through their back. For someone that so far seemed to have little experience with it, the Tiefling was a really good kissing.

Unfortunately, all good things came to an end and their kiss ended with Ayomi pulling back. Caerllion watched their flushed face, moving his right hand to trace the skin of their cheeks and of their lips. He already wanted an encore.

Ayomi’s question made Caerllion tilt his head in amusement. “Weakness? Don’t you remember the Sith code? Peace is a lie. There is only Passion. Through Passion, I gain Strength.” he recited, watching the Tiefling’s reaction. “Passion can have many meanings, but one of them is exactly what we shared in this kiss. Why don’t we turn it into strength? We could explore it, see the power that it can bring to us.”

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

Ayomi's eyes studied Caerllion's face as he talked, picking up on his tone of light amusement. How could he be so free, so nonchalant? Wasn't he afraid to be held back by the chains of attachment, to have someone who could be used as leverage against him? Still, the Annfyn made a good point; passion wasn't just rage and hate, but powerful emotions themselves. It was as much a distraction, a source of irrational behavior, as it was the most powerful motivator. But was it worth the cost?

"I've... I've always strove for my own power, to avoid hindering myself by becoming a slave to primal desires." Ayomi finally responded, their gaze turning away from Caerllion's (gorgeous) face. "But where has that gotten me? I've accomplished nothing; I'm ignored by the other Sith at best, and despised as weak at worst. For all my time spent mastering lightsaber forms, my own strength has accounted to nothing." They'd tried to keep their own emotions under check for so long that they'd forgotten the most basic principle of the Dark Side, something the Annfyn had needed to remind them of. Ayomi's eyes returned to meet the Caerllion's, a hint of golden yellow simmering at the edges of their irises.

Peace is a lie, there is only Passion.

The Tiefling's left hand reached back up to caress the side of Caer's head, as softly as he'd traced his along their own face. "Yet the Dark Side is not so cold and logical, is it? It's a raging inferno, the true natural state of all living things, a power to be seized and wielded if only you become like flame yourself. It's time I light myself ablaze without fear of being burnt."

Through Passion, I gain Strength.

Ayomi leaned in close to Caerllion's face once again, and, assuming he let them, met his lips once again in a deep embrace. They held it there for a few moments, before pulling back again as their teeth gently grazed the Annfyn's lower lip.

Through Strength, I gain Power.

"It's time we see what heights the fire we've sparked between us can lift us to." they told the other Sith, answering his previous question with a rare smile on their blushed face.

Through Power, I gain Victory.

No more waiting for opportunities to arise, no more hiding. From their emotions, from their ambition, from Caer.

Through Victory, my chains are broken.

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion paid close attention to Ayomi’s declarations, finally understanding some of their convictions regarding the Dark Side. It seemed that whoever was their Master had some really twisted visions regarding the Sith Code, being borderline incompetent. Or a Jedi in disguise, because it was exactly what he would expect of the teachings of the oldest and most senile Light siders.

He brushed the back of his left hand at the Tiefling’s cheek. “Darling, don’t fear your desires! Feel them, rejoice with them and turn them into a powerful weapon.” Caerllion’s eyes change from onyx-black to golden-yellow, using his own desire to fuel the Dark side and manifest it as the change in the color of his pupils.

The Annfyn closed his eyes when he felt Ayomi touch his face. He leaned on it, feeling the warmth of their hand touching his skin. When he opened his eyes again, the gold had turned into red. Now he was using his feelings to fuel his sorcery, still doing it to prove to them his point about turning emotion into a weapon.

It was with great pleasure that he had leaned to meet Ayomi’s lips once again. The kiss had been as good as the first one, with the Tiefling being more sure of their actions. Caerllion once again moved his hands through their back and waist, feeling the warmth in these parts of their body.

When they separated, Caerllion's eyes had already returned to their normal color. He smiled at the Tiefling. “We will turn it into the inferno that will light our path to power.”

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

Ayomi returned Caerllion's smile, his words echoing inside their head. It was strange; this trip with Caer had yielded no immediate plans for the future, no objective gains, and yet they felt better about the path ahead than they had in a long time, perhaps ever. Whatever fears they had about the nature of their feelings towards the Annfyn seemed to melt away at the warmth of his touch, the beautiful darkness of his eyes. The Tiefling didn't feel a peaceful calm, but an easy satisfaction in the thrills of the present moment. It was as if Caerllion's words had flipped a switch to ease a weight of their back.

"I like the way you say that." Ayomi said with a smirk. "A sorcerer prince and a swordsman... with our powers combined, is there any limit to what we may accomplish?" After all, Bane's Rule of Two had produced some of the most powerful Sith Lords in history, hadn't it? And their skillsets complimented one another perfectly. "Although we might want to accomplish it somewhere else... it seems we've uh... attracted some attention." Caerllion might've put many things into perspective and sparked an ambitious flame within the Tiefling's soul, but they were still a socially anxious introvert.

Indeed, it seemed the passionate display between the two had turned several heads from nearby patrons who hadn't forgotten that they were in a restaurant. A very nice one with spaced out tables, hopefully preventing the more sensitive details of the champions' discussion from being heard, but two people standing up to spontaneously make out didn't appear to be a particularly common sight.

Ayomi blushed with embarrasment, their ears raising slightly as the pointed tips turned the same lavender color that had frequented their face that evening. "I'm grateful for this experience Caer, don't get me wrong, but perhaps it's best to head out before we draw any more attention." they explained, pausing for a moment before learning towards the Annfyn's ear.

"Plus... your way with words isn't the only thing I like about you." the Tiefling whispered suggestively as they traced a finger down across his chest.

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion was going to give a reply to Ayomi’s question when he noticed that indeed they weren’t alone anymore. He had been so focused in their conversation that he didn’t notice that some of the other tables around them were now with people. The Annfyn raised an eyebrow, looking at them with little interest. If they had something to say, he was prepared to give an answer sharp enough to cut durasteel.

However, he was still aware that Ayomi would die if more attention was turned to them, so he stopped from saying anything. The Tiefling still needed to work on their introversion, but it could take baby steps. “Of course, I believe that we had already finished our food anyway.” he said, while looking at the empty plates.

He stared at Ayomi while they moved a hand through his chest. Now it was his time to blush a bit, with the white skin around his cheeks getting a faint shade of pink. Caerllion wasn’t exactly embarrassed with the fact of other people watching them. It was because it was the first time that the Tiefling showed what they desired. This act left a warm inside him and a smile on his lips.

“Oh, I’m flattered. I also like other things besides your cuteness.” he said, holding their hand and bringing it to his lips, leaving a kiss on the back. He turned to one of the waiters, gesturing for them to bring the bill. Caerllion quickly paid for it and turned to look at Ayomi, his bright smile still standing. “Now I believe that we can go.” he offered his hand to them. “We can continue talking elsewhere.”

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

Ayomi smirked as they watched Caerllion's cheeks turn slightly pink, the first time they'd managed to trigger the same reaction he caused them to have so often. Not that it was a competition, but it was quite satisfying in the moment. The feeling didn't last for long as the Annfyn quickly returned the favor by calling them cute once again. The Tiefling really couldn't see it; they endeavored to appear serious, put-together, fierce. Not that they were complaining.

Ayomi took Caerllion's offered hand as he led them out of the restaurant, breathing in the cool breeze of the early night. "This day has been as unexpected as it was fruitful." they finally said once the pair were alone by the rented speeder bike. Somehow, they were only now realizing the height that the Annfyn had over them as they looked up at his face. The champion wasn't too short themself, but their toned form always seemed to even the odds when they were next to someone with only a few inches on them. Conversely, Caer's slim frame seemed to accentuate his height as he stood next to the Tiefling.

"I feel more alive right now than I have in a long time, and it's thanks to you Caer." Ayomi mused, leaning against the speeder. "I would certainly welcome the opportunity to work together again soon... if that's something you want too."

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion intertwined their fingers and walked with Ayomi out of the restaurant. The night had already fallen over the city, with the buildings around already being illuminated. There were also more people walking through the street, probably going to night activities.

“Indeed. We got some interesting items and a wonderful dinner together.” he said, bringing his right hand to brush the palm against Ayomi’s cheek. Then he leaned to give a quick peck on their lips. Even if they were outside, Caerllion didn’t want to make out with them. There were still people around and the Tiefling would feel uncomfortable.

The Annfyn smiled when he heard Ayomi say how they were feeling and his cheeks became pink again. He still couldn’t believe that their conversation had left such a great impact on the Tiefling. Their Master was really an idiot by leaving such twisted knowledge about emotions. Caerllion wanted to have a long conversation with them.

One that preferably ended with said Master being burned alive by him.

“I would love to work with you more often. Perhaps we could arrange to visit Annwfyn together. I need your help to deal with some pests.” he wasn’t going to mention murder while in the street, but he was sure that they would have understood what he meant. Caerllion turned to look at the speeder bike. “Do you want to pilot?” this time he wasn’t so afraid of having them driving it.

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

Another quick kiss in the dimming light, more blushing from Caerllion; this really was the wildest night of Ayomi's life. And they were enjoying it. They enjoyed the Annfyn's pest control request even more. Aiding him in his goals would not only help the Tiefling prove their own power, but to take part in Caerllion's. To have someone by their side in pursuit of their own goals, someone to push them to even greater heights.

"Lucky for you, eliminating pests is one of my specialties." Ayomi responded with a smile, a fire burning behind their eyes. "You deserve what's rightfully yours." They spoke genuinely, even as they couldn't shake the idea of ruling by Caer's side from their brain. They'd never endeavored to be a ruler - it was tedious, boring, messy - but the thought of joining the Annfyn felt so right in a way they couldn't quite articulate. The Tiefling pushed the thoughts aside, content for now to simply enjoy the moment.

Caerllion's offer to let them pilot was met with an affirmative, "I thought you'd never ask." Ayomi mounted the speeder bike, waiting for the other champion to climb on behind them before hitting the ignition and revving the bike's engine dramatically. Once they were sure Caerllion was secure, the Tiefling sped off in the direction of the spaceport with no regard for traffic laws of any kind.

@LouJoVi

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion’s smile grew, sharing with the Tiefling the same fire. “Darling, you are making me even more attracted to you.” he was happy that Ayomi had become so eager to help him with his plan. The Annfyn would never be able to fulfill his ambitions only by himself.

After Ayomi got on the pilot seat, Caerllion went to sit behind them. His smile faltered a bit, being replaced by concern with the fact that the Tiefling was a speed demon that could make them crash into the nearest wall. Next time he would rent a speeder and hire a driver, this way they would avoid an accident.

And he could kiss Ayomi some more, because he obviously wanted to do it again.

Then, when Ayomi started the speeder bike, Caerllion immediately put his arms around their waist and hid his face on their neck. He only opened his eyes when they had arrived in the spaceport, after crossing the city in a record time. “Well, what do you want to do right now?” he asked, while slowly letting go of them.

@René

 

[Ayomi Jakarta]

Ayomi blushed once again at Caerllion's compliment. They'd never been an attention seeker, and in fact they had spent most of their time as a champion keeping their head down and focusing on honing their own skills. Yet the Tiefling not only felt warm when Caer talked to them like that, but they looked forward to it, they wanted more. And why shouldn't they? Just how many years had they wasted approaching the Dark Side with one hand tied behind their back?

The Annfyn's body pressed so tightly against Ayomi's own was another feeling altogether. A fluttering feeling filled their chest, spurred on by the champion's hot breath against their neck. Even with the wind whipping in their face, they felt the more minute details of Caerllion's touch and found their thoughts lingering on his body rather than the usual clear-mindedness brought on by speed.

Ayomi drifted the speeder a full 360 degrees as they braked and the bike came to a stop in the spaceport bay where Caer had landed his ship. They were almost sorry to feel his touch fall away from their body, but at least they weren't in the restaurant anymore; that meant the situation could be rectified soon enough.

"What do I want to do?" Ayomi responded rhetorically as the dismounted the speeder bike themself and approached the Annfyn with a smirk and hunger behind their ruby eyes. "This." They grabbed Caerllion's shirt and pulled him lower, snaking their other free hand around the back of his head once again as blue lips met pale ones in a deep, passionate kiss. They continued this way for what seemed like several minutes, pausing only for short breaths as they continued.

Eventually the Tiefling pulled back, licking their lips as they gazed into the deep black pools of Caerllion's eyes. "Your ship's right here, isn't it?" Ayomi asked. "Surely we have time to... you know..." they paused, biting their lip as they tried to read the Annfyn's face, "...make a night out of exploring our passions?"

@LouJoVi