Re: Luna Online: Warriors at Heart

[RippedNose]

Azlada sighed lightly in contentment when he felt Arxingall's hand on his shoulder. He couldn't help but lean into the touch, wanting more, not that he was about to verbalize that. "I do think so" he said seriously, even if he wasn't being serious. He was good with keeping his voice straight. It made lying easier than it was for most people, if that was something he could be proud of.

[Nyako-Chan]

They both wanted it, he could see, and this, though uncomfortable feeling and making him slightly hesitant, Arxingall wanted more. Azlada wasn't pushing him away, nor was he taking the lead. "Fine," he said, moving closer, making himself more comfortable and more to the level Azlada was on. He wanted more than just a hand to touch. He wanted more skin to touch. What he wanted, maybe, was another kiss. He leaned forward slowly, waiting to be pushed away in case he was moving faster than the other might like.

[RippedNose]

Azlada smiled slightly when he saw Arxingall getting more comfortable, and a bit closer to him. He could feel the heat from the archer's body, and he wanted nothing more than to cuddle right up to him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it, too embarassed already. He saw the other male lean forward, and he guessed what he wanted, but didn't know what to do about it, so he held still, waiting to see what Arxingall would do, eyes a bit wide.

[Nyako-Chan]

Azlada looked a bit like a rabbit, or maybe a deer caught in the headlights. He was more or less in a state of shock to actually move. Maybe Arxingall shouldn't do this, if this was the frozen reaction he was getting. The warrior's body was visibly tense, suggesting he was too scared to move, or didn't want to move. Arxingall carried through with his actions, not one to half complete his ideas. He pressed their lips together softly, taking one short kiss, then another, longer. Azlada's lips were a different flavor from what he had ever had before, and it could become addicting to him.

[RippedNose]

Azlada held still, waiting as Arxingall completed his action, their mouths meeting. He accepted the first kiss, the sweet one, and responded to the next, wrapping an arm around Arxingall hesitantly, tilting his head for a better angle. He was making this all up from what they had done previously, and from instinct, but he knew if they went any farther, they would both be lost aside from instinct and the obvious that everybody knew.

[Nyako-Chan]

Arxingall was just a tad surprised with Azlada responding back, he had expected this to be a one-sided thing for the most part, seeing as how Azlada looked scared stiff. With one hand touching the warm body, he had the other hand to touch the wet hair. It was still nice, even when it was wet. Azlada was much nicer to hold when there was no bulky armor in the way, plus, Azlada could feel everything he was doing this time.

[RippedNose]

Azlada shivered slightly under the hands that he wasn't used to feeling, but he could definitly get used to. They were already becoming familiar to him, and they felt so much nicer when there was no armor in the way, generally blocking all feeling. He sighed lightly into their kiss, shifting slightly, unsure of what to do. They had only kissed a few times, and those were awkward enough. Now they were both almost naked and lying on a bed, which made it a bit more intimidating.

[Nyako-Chan]

When Arxingall was nervous, which wasn't that often, his wings would do one of two things; either hold perfectly still, or flutter about. His wings were unconsciously debating between the two actions, unsure which action would be best for the nervousness running through Arxingall. There was a hesitance in him because he was so unsure how to feel, how he should be feeling. Some people would approach the subject with questions or experiments, while others would pace the line of it, waiting for rules and comments. Arxingall could do neither, really, so leaving it to the two of them to test and check was all he could do.

[RippedNose]

Azlada pulled back slightly to breathe, sucking in a lungfulls of air before moving back, pressing their lips together firmly again. He couldn't help but wonder if he was good at this or not, being an ameture and all, but he mentally kicked himself for thinking it, wishing that thinking of Arxingall didn't make him feel like a little girl. That was the only complaint he had about all this, and he kept it to himself, since it was embarassing, and his own fault.

[Nyako-Chan]

Arxingall had been attempting to control the rushing of his heart beat and his breath, which he was trying to control as well. Heart beat, yeah, that was an involuntary muscle anyway, but his breathing, well, with a rushing heart required more air to the lungs. He couldn't necessarily maintain the rate he needed to take in air, but he was struggling to keep from panting like some poor beast, he didn't want to look, as he would say, pathetic. Or desperate, either way, it was not his image. Touching lips, touching bodies, running fingers, it set him on fire and he wanted more. He let out a low groan, pulling at Azlada a bit to indicate he wanted him held, maybe, or just closer, for a better way to explain.

[RippedNose]

Azlada reached one hand to tangle in Arxingall's unusual lavender hair, tugging at it lightly. He answered the groan with one of his own, the sound coming out of the archer rather surprising, but he wasn't complaining. He shifted a bit closed when he was tugged at, pressing their bodies together, the differences in body type fitting together rather well. His body didn't bend as well as Arxingall's probably would, but he could manage with most positions they might get themselves into.

[Nyako-Chan]

Like a puzzle piece fitting together, was the best way to describe it. Two bodies, breathing bodies with networks of organs and such, fitting together perfectly. He didn't understand it, but he wasn't going to say anything about it. He wasn't going to question it at all, because he liked it and it amazed him. He could move his hands more places with Azlada not just laying there or something. There wasn't too many places his hands could really wander if he wanted to avoid moving fast or making things uncomfortable though. He settled for hands resting at the other's waist.

[RippedNose]

Azlada was content where he was, but at the same time, he felt that he wanted more, more skin, more contact, more of the delicious heat that Arxingall's body gave off. He nipped at the archer's bottom lip lightly, letting out a light purr, the only things to show how he was really feeling. He was good at hiding his emotions when he was careful, and when he cared enough to. It also helped when the other person was distracted from his flushed face, or at least he hoped he was.

[Nyako-Chan]

Arxingall was now glad for the large single bed they were on, there was room to move around without worrying about rolling off or something that could occur with neither of them paying attention to their surroundings. With the other nibbling at his lip, Arxingall's tongue licked at the other's soft lips, he was going between kissing Azlada's mouth shortly or licking and sucking. Either action was tempting and brought of a good feeling on his end, he just hoped Azlada could feel things too. He guessed by the purr from him that he was indeed enjoying this.

[RippedNose]

Azlada was warm now with their bodies pressed flush together, and their mouths connected. He let out a short groan of appreciation of the actions of the other, having no idea how Arxingall seemed to know what he was doing, while he said he had never dated anybody, and he didn't seem to be the type to kiss somebody out of nowhere. He moved the hand that was on Arxingall's back slightly, his nails scraping across his skin a bit as he moved it, hoping it didn't hurt him or something.

[Nyako-Chan]

"For all that boasting," Arxingall panted, "you haven't done much." Arxingall was doing what he could think of, Azlada, though he wasn't complaining, was accepting it and reciprocating it back minimally. He didn't mind, as long as he got to touch the other and the other touched him a bit, but for all that Azlada had said before, all those proud comments that everyone wanted him and such, Azlada really didn't know what he was doing. "I think hubris might get the best of you some day," he told him, moving his mouth to different places; his cheek, his jaw, his forehead. Azlada probably knew more how this was done, but was too stunned to do anything.

[RippedNose]

Azlada frowned, tugging at the lavender hair in his hand, careful of the action though, knowing that he had to keep his strength in control now, going from fiighting monsters to fooling around with somebody. "Shut up" he said, his voice low, not really meaning the words though. He caught Arxingall's lips again from what they had been doing, adding more force to it now, just to prove that he could. He knew he had a pride issue, but he couldn't care less.

[Nyako-Chan]

Liking the reaction he got from Azlada, and figuring he should have learned this earlier on, Arxingall accepted the kiss that was given to him. "Perhaps I should taunt you more," he said, moving Azlada back from how he was sitting on him. He laid him out on his back, knowing that for most, if not every fighter, lying on the back felt most vulnerable. He straddled Azlada seeing as it was the easiest way to get close to him. Anyone walking in now, if they didn't know better than to avoid the room, would definitely be leaving now, even if they weren't going farther than this. They had basically skipped the undressing part of when someone got active, they had undressed because their clothes being wet. Next time something like this came up, he wasn't so sure they'd be as easy going about removing clothes or touching.

[RippedNose]

"Or not" Azlada suggested, not sure if that would avoid the taunts or not. They could really get to him sometimes, but that normally ended in him hurting something to prove whatever he was being taunted about. His eyes widened slightly as he was pushed onto his back, the other elf straddling his body. He didn't mind this, but it was odd lying on his back like this, his chest open for anything. Being a fighter, it was concerning to him, even in a bedroom, his vitals open to be skewered by something. His breathing was a bit ragged, but otherwise controlled, his hair damp, and his grey eyes wide as he looked up at Arxingall.

[Nyako-Chan]

Arxingall looked down on Azlada, looking at the body he was holding himself above. He was perfect, and Azlada probably didn't know it. "I'm not sure what more I can do," he said honestly, "we may stop soon and find something else to do." Things were going to get more uncomfortable as they went farther not knowing what to do in the slightest. He was following instinct, instinct told him what he wanted and how to get it, but that was physically. Mentally, he was highly unsure of himself. He also felt the need to wait. He kissed Azlada's mouth chastely. "Tell me when we should stop." He continued to place a few more kisses on Az's face.

[RippedNose]

Azlada laughed softly, his grey eyes narrowing slightly with the action. "That's fine. I think that might be best" he agreed, feeling a bit odd under his gaze. He controlled his breathing better now that his mouth was free, save for the quick kiss from Arxingall. He smiled slightly at the kisses on his face, not used to feeling loved like this. He was sure that was what he was feeling right now, even if he had never experienced it. "You can stop whenever you like. I don't mind" he wanted to tell Arxingall to never stop, but he knew that would probably end badly if they even tried.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Whenever I like is an answer that I'm not sure how to answer, actually," Arxingall told him, caressing his face. He knew they had to stop due to inexperience and not knowing each other very well. It wasn't very proper to have sex on what was basically the first date. They had to get to know the little things about each other, get to know more of each other's pasts. They had to know each other for definitely more than a few weeks, which barely counted since they didn't even know each other that well now. The question game had helped though. He sighed and looked at submissive Azlada once more before getting off. He was flushed, as was the other. Who could blame them, really. "I, ah, I'm not really sure what to do now, since the game ended, and, er, that ended." Their clothes couldn't be dry, or at least, Arxingalls. Azlada's metal armor couldn't be that bad. Nothing a cloth wouldn't take care of.

[RippedNose]

"Is it because I'm so irrisistable?" Azlada asked, grinning impishly, feeling the need to add some of his cockyness into the conversation. He let out a light sigh once Arxingall was off of him, turning onto his side to face him, wanting to feel less vulnerable. It was weird even having his back to something and relaxing, having trained himself to always be alert. Being in the comforts of an actual house didn't stop that. "Well it was an effective end to the game anyways" he shrugged, laughing slightly. "Is it still raining?" he asked, not planning on suggesting to leave, because it would nice to be able to spend the night in a bed, but he was curious.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Err." Arxingall looked to the window. "It's clearing up, for the most part. How long have we been up here?" He had thought it to rain all day or something, but apparently not. "Even so, my stuff is wet." He walked to it and checked the material, feeling both sides of it. "Okay, so damp. We must have been up here longer than we thought." He'd have to check the time, he hated not knowing when it was. He didn't really want to put on damp clothes, but if they were going to leave, he'd put up with it.

[RippedNose]

Azlada looked to the window, unable to tell from where he was lying. "I have no idea" he responded to the question, watching as he checked on the leather armor. "Hmm. I wonder how long it's actually been" he pondered for a moment, looking out the window again. He got to his feet, standing on the bed before running and leaping off the end, landing and taking the necessary few steps to the window, pressing his hands and face against it. "Oooh, look, it is clearing up!" he said happily, making sure that Arxingall was correct with that.

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