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[felynafae]

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[felynafae]

THIS BLOG HAS MOVED TO @secretsandcurtains

[felynafae]

THIS BLOG HAS MOVED TO @secretsandcurtains

[felynafae]

@fleshcarverfugitive asked

“Szarkai,“ the word emerges from Amalica not as a threat, or insult, but a simple denotation - pale skin would perhaps make an unpracticed eye think of a surface elf, but the Drow noble knew her own when she saw them, “You’re far from the city.” “We mean no harm,” A raising of her hands, “Though I can’t promise my magic will behave as nicely.”

Felyn had heard the others long before the other drow had approached. She was sitting beside a fire she had built just outside the ruins of the Selunite temple bellow the goblin camp. Held in her hand was a skewer with some sort of cave lizard split opened, cleaned, and skinned, glistening in the heat of the flame as it cooked.

So she merely looked up from her fire to meet the eyes of the other drow, her's an icy pink, sparkling in the flame as she cooked her meal.

"My mission brings me far from the city." Felyn replied, motioning for the other to take a seat. "But I would live here would my House allow it. I don't have another lizard to share, but you may share the warmth of my fire."

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Felyn couldn't stop thinking about that kiss all day. What had compelled her to ask for it? Even in jest, was it really a jest? She couldn't deny that she felt an attraction to Nyssala, even from before this grand adventure of theirs, but she'd never done anything about it. How would her House feel about her having a dalliance with someone who'd been banished from said House?

Not that they ever needed to know, with the amount of trips she made to the surface and to Baldur's Gate, she'd get to see Nyssala enough. But she of all people knew how many spies Baenre had, and not all spies knew each other. She'd been sent to spy on their spies herself, all to appease Quenthel's well-founded paranoia.

But every time Felyn's eyes met Nys', she couldn't help wondering if the risk would be worth it. No, she knew the risk would be worth it, she just had to take it.

Eventually, after not being able to get the thoughts off her mind, went to seek out where Nyssala had disappeared to. One of the others mentioned something about laundry, so she stalked off to where she knew the other took the clothes for washing.

What she saw and heard there brought a little bit of a smile to her lips, and she watched for a moment crouched behind a bush as Nyssala spun around and danced with one of her shirts.

After watching for a moment, when Nyssala had her back turned to her, Felyn moved out from behind the bushes and cleared her throat.

"You... think I'm beautiful?"

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"Anytime!" She gives Felyn a joyful smile, shrugging.

Nyssala bites her lower lip, trying to contain or at least hide the persistent smile that was still etched on her face, and didn't falter after a good while; in fact, she found that she couldn't stop smiling, even if she tried.

For the rest of the day, there was a ticking sensation in the bottom of her stomach, an urge to smile whenever her gaze met Felyn's. She felt like this before, but she rarely got reciprocated, much less had anyone taking the first step...

'Wait. Waitwaitwaitwaitwait. It was just a kiss, don't read too much into it. Yes, relax. Calm down, Nyssala, calm down.'

She tried to mentally convince herself, but it took only another look at Felyn for that stupid smile to return to her face.

'UGH, STOP IT. She'll think you're even more dumb than you already are.'

She needed a distraction. Nyssala quickly grabbed the dirty laundry and soap, and threw herself into the task of washing.

It was not much of a success, since Felyn's clothes were among them; some were worn down by the rough road, some had bloodstains so old that they were now part of the fabric, but all of them had her scent. Almost instinctively, Nyssala closed her eyes, bringing them closer to her face.

"Well, there is nothing wrong in appreciating a kiss from a skillful, strong, beautiful woman, I guess."

The memory of that single kiss made her heart race. She hugged a piece of Felyn's clothing, happily and quicky twirling in place with it in her arms.

[felynafae]

@maestrojax asked

"Not everyone who looks like a hero is a hero, and not everyone who looks like a monster is a monster."

"Words well spoken, old man." Felyn said with a bit of a playful smirk as she continued to sharpen her blade, the wetstone making a satisfying 'shink' with every stroke across the scimitar. She was irritated, even being here in the Underdark in the wilds which was normally a place of comfort for her.

"But a mindflayer's a mindflayer. I don't know how much I trust this Omeluum. I only stayed my hand because you told me to." Which was entirely true. If it hadn't have been for Jarlaxle, she would have run the illithid through when the hobgoblin called him out. Even the sight of one made the scar across her eye itch.

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"Then you don't have to talk about it." Felyn says simply, with a little bit of a shrug. She knows well enough not wanting to talk about the trauma. She's a very private and quiet individual herself anyways, but the things she had experienced that left her broken, battered, and scared? She's never too keen to share them with just anyone, either.

But company can do a battered mind good, even if it is company in silence. And there's something about the rogue that draws her in. A darkness that she understands, she can relate to.

"We can walk in silence, if you wish."

Her comment of understanding makes Astarion take pause, unsure if he should press her on the matter or leave it be. He doesn't like when people press him about Cazador so perhaps he will let this one slide, too.

Besides, her question gives him something else to think about.

"I don't want to talk about it." It doesn't exactly answer the question, maybe he does need to talk about it, but it seems far too painful to revisit right now. The memories that haunt him is enough revisiting for him for now.

"Though, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to take you up on the offer of walking with you."

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[felynafae]

NSFW SENTENCES BUT NOT JUST THE SEXY PARTS

including some kink stuff, negotiations, accidents, awkwardness, dirty talk, degradation, dom/sub stuff.

'i need you. but first i should tell you...'

'i didn't know you could do that.'

'you're... really flexible.'

'i didn't mean to do that.'

'fuck! i think i broke something.'

'you want me to put it... where?'

'and you'll definitely enjoy that?'

'i didn't know that was possible.'

'okay, just tell me what to do.'

'i think i've got the hang of it now.'

'is that supposed to happen?'

'fuck, you look so hot when you do that.'

'sorry, sorry— you just looked really funny.'

'look at me.'

'no closing your eyes. i want you to see this.'

'look how pretty you are.'

'you look like a wreck.'

'i think you ruined me.'

'you really like seeing me like this?'

'you really think it looks good?'

'i can barely resist you.'

'you look so perfect.'

'swallow.'

'c'mon, you can take it a bit deeper.'

'shit! did that hurt?'

'i want to go harder but i don't want to hurt you.'

'i want it to hurt.'

'i want to be so sore i can't walk.'

'really got your mouth full there, huh?'

'i can see myself moving inside you.'

'you're so loose i can't feel a thing.'

'you're so tight i can barely move.'

'shit, you're bleeding.'

'did you just cum?'

'did you just pee?'

'fuck, i just lost control...'

'i don't think i can stop...'

'i can feel myself leaking...'

'wait, wait— i need a minute—'

'slow down—'

'i can't, it hurts...'

'i'll keep you here all night if i have to.'

'god, you're so swollen.'

'god, these marks are so red.'

'look at that puffy hole.'

'want me to kiss it better?'

'i want you to fill me up.'

'i want you to stretch me out.'

'i want to see them fuck you.'

'i want my cock to be the only thing you can think about.'

'you're so wet i could stick anything in here.'

'they can do anything they want to you.'

'i love looking at this little hole.'

'be a good slut, won't you?'

'you're so horny tonight.'

'you're so demanding tonight.'

'i don't know if i can do that.'

'i'm going to give you everything you want.'

'hey, looks as if you like that, huh?'

'no need to answer. since you can't, anyway.'

'i think they're enjoying it.'

'you're not in charge tonight.'

'just relax and take it.'

'give it to me already.'

'i don't care, just do it!'

'you know what i want.'

'put your fingers inside me already.'

'i swear i can take it.'

'you haven't even seen half of what i can do yet.'

'don't you want to make me happy?'

'you're making me so proud.'

'do you need a break?'

'let me clean you up.'

[felynafae]

orgasm control … sentence starters

giving 

“cum. now.”

“can you cum once more for me?”

“no, you’re not allowed to cum. not, yet.”

“alright, you’ve been good. you can cum.”

“if you want to cum, you’ll have to earn it.”

“you want to cum? how badly? beg for it, then.”

“what’s that? you’ve cum too much? you’re too sensitive?”

“i love the noises you make when you cum. let’s hear them, again.”

receiving 

“please, let me cum!”

“it feels too good, i can’t — ! “

“please, no more, i can’t take another.”

“no, no, don’t stop now, i was almost there!”

“have i been good enough? have i earned this?”

“make me cum one more time? just one more time?”

[felynafae]

praise kink thingies

change pet names/gender as needed

"You're taking me so well."

"You're so obedient, good job."

"Fucking you feels so incredible."

"Your ass looks incredible in that."

"You taste so fucking good, baby."

"Shh, be good and hold still, baby."

"You're being such a good boy/girl."

"Yeah, that's it… just like that, baby."

"You're so much fun to use like this."

"Oh, don't you look so pretty like this..."

"You're face looks so cute when you cum."

"Yeah, ride it like that. You're doing so good."

"I could listen to the noises you make all day."

"I'm so lucky to have you to play with, aren't I?"

"Open your mouth, baby. Just like that, good…"

"You're so good at that… gonna make me cum."

"You’ve been so good lately, you deserve a reward."

"I love the way you look when you’re on your knees."

"Just like that.. you know how to please me so well."

"On your knees, sweetheart… that's a good boy/girl."

"I love it when you whimper like that, it sounds so cute."

"Did you wear that just for me? Oh, it's gorgeous, baby."

"Go on, beg for this, baby. You sound so cute when you beg."

"You make such pretty noises... let's have you make some more."

"Let me see your face while I fuck you. You're too cute not to look at."

"No, keep looking at me. I want to see those gorgeous eyes roll back."

"Aw, do you get shy when I praise you? But, you are such a good boy/girl."

"Don't worry, you can take it. Good boys/girls take everything they're given."

"I'm so proud of you for safewording, baby. Good job, now let's get you cleaned up."

"No, look in the mirror, baby. You deserve to see how how good you look right now, too."

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It's Sinday! And my muses are in the mood to sin. So, I will be trying to do drafts as much as possible, but I'll be reblogging spicy memes and such on everybody. It doesn't matter if we've had much interaction or not, if we have shippy things or not, if you've wanted to start shippy things and have been hesitant for whatever reason feel free. If you want some PWP I am down for that too.

[felynafae]

STAR TREK: WHERE NO MAN HAS GONE BEFORE change pronouns as needed.

your move, ______.

i'll have you checkmated your next move.

have i mentioned you play a very irritating game of chess?

getting into shape?

you finish the game?

you played must illogically.

i'm asking what you know about it.

i must have read it wrong.

something hit me, like an electrical charge.

appears to be in shock.

i'm a little weak for some reason.

are you feeling alright?

hey, you look worried.

i've been worried about you ever since that night.

do you feel any different?

in that class, you either think or sink.

i wasn't that bad, was i?

better be good to me.

i'm trying to tell you i feel fine.

that doesn't seem very friendly.

i know you don't particularly like me.

you were dead for almost twenty - two seconds.

there were no readings at all.

he's a fool. a fool.

no one's been hurt, have they?

a mutated superior man could also be a wonderful thing.

i need a recommendation, not vague warnings.

will you try for one minute to feel?

at least act like you've got a heart.

are you reading all our thoughts?

there's not a soul on this planet but us?

why don't you kill me then?

all i know is logic.

we'll be lucky if we can repair this ship and get away in time.

you should have killed me while you could.

it would take almost a miracle to survive here.

i'm disappointed in you.

morals are for men, not gods.

do you like what you see?

pray that you die easily.

he didn't ask for what happened to him.

i felt for him, too.

i believe there's some hope for you after all.

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[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories

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Felyn gives a little snarl at Vhaal's words. The two of them had always had this game going with each other, since their houses began having them work together on the surface. Trying to one up one another with a surprise attack here, a non-lethal trap there. It kept them alert and aware, it was fun, and it was how Felyn typically flirted with the males.

Vhaal is no exception there, though she's never acted on those feelings. It would complicate things, or at least that's what she tells herself, and she hates complications. Still, he does have a pretty face... But then he says that title, one she still feels she hasn't earned, believing it only to be because of the House she's from, the House she serves.

His comment about her being on top is enough to snap her back to their flirtatious to-and-fro, however, and her scowling snarl easily turns into a sly grin as she leans in closer. Delicately, she works her knife to give just a tad more pressure into the tip of his finger, enough to cause a little prick and draw blood should he not pull it away.

"Who says I want to be on top of you, Vhaal?" As she speaks, she also inches her face closer to his, teasingly close to his lips just to whisper, "I just managed to counter your poorly executed sneak attack, and you ended up on the bottom."

Then, just like that, she's slipped away from him and stood up straight, offering him a hand up. "And don't call me Commander. Felyn has always been just fine."

&. 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

↳ @felynafae : ❛ how many times are we going to keep meeting like this? ❜

❝ ... like this ? ❞ the drow shifts slightly on the ground , leaning the majority of the his weight on his elbows , the flirtatious undertone catching the back of his tongue bordering on playful . the mask wears thin , a rare glimpse of the boy below simmering to the surface . ❝ oh . with your blade on my throat , you mean ? ❞ the drow presses only the tip of his forefinger against her blade , nudging it . it feels teasing , goading , even , but lighthearted at its core as his little fangs peer through the blush of his smile .

❝ i don't know , commander , ❞ though he jests , the title still weighs heavy on his tongue . ❝ i think i'm growing rather fond of it ... ❞ the slitted corners of his eyes crinkle ever so slightly , the edge of a smile trying to carve itself upon the sharp edges of his features . ❝ but are you sure this isn't just an excuse for you to be on top ? ❞

[felynafae]

Felyn flirting with the girlies: *bashful* ur pretty can i kiss u Felyn flirting with the boys: *punches them in the face* kiss me bitch Felyn fliritng with enbies: please let me kiss you

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@unhingedbutpretty continued from here

Nyssala's heart skipped a beat at the proposal, and her head snapped in Felyn's direction, wide eyes caught between awe and the fear that it was just a joke. For the briefest moment, she studied Felyn's expression, searching for any hint to indicate whether she was serious or just jesting. No, there wasn't time for that. She needed to seize this opportunity; there might not be another. If it turned out to be a joke, she could just laugh it off later, right? After all, as a wise poet once said, it's better to regret than to die wondering what could've been. In a blink, she practically launches herself toward the other woman. She cups Felyn's face with both hands as their lips meet, as if afraid she might disappear into thin air at any moment.

Felyn wasn't entirely sure how Nyssala was going to take her suggestion. She wasn't even sure how she was going to take it if the other drow took her up on it. But she didn't have much time to think about that before Nyssala pretty much tackled her and grabbed her face, planting her lips against Felyn's.

She was quick to react, however, with her own enthusiasm as she placed her hands on Nyssala's hips, holding her close and steady to the ranger. Felyn prolonged the kiss, parting her lips to test the waters with her tongue, moving her hands from the other woman's hips to rest on the small of her back.

A million thoughts raced through her head, but she didn't focus on any of them. She focused on Nyssala and the way she felt, tasted, smelt, experiencing everything about her she could in that moment of the kiss.

Slowly she let it linger and slip away as she pulled back, a grin on her lips as she looked at the other drow, pale pink eyes sparkling with joy. "Tension broken, I think..."

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@awsheets continued from here

Durafein glared at the other drow, he was but a inch shorter than her but still. "I doubt I will get any taller." He said rolling his mismatched eyes as he spoke.

"Maybe if you try really hard and do your stretches every day, you will." She said, matching his glare and eye roll with her own pale pink orbs. They had a rare moment of down time while waiting for word on their next job. It wasn't that she disliked Durafein, she was just cranky from having nothing to do, boredom one of her most hated things.

At least she wasn't back at the House, however. She'd rather be dying of boredom with Bregan D'aerthe than back with the Priestesses in Baenre. But being cranky wasn't going to do her any good at the moment, so she just slumped back in her chair, drinking water from her tin cup before looking back to Durafein.

"Do you have any idea what the job might be?"