Moonspear Sail to the Sun

Dated for June 6th. @Argent

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The flames of passion in her body raged on. Having partaken in the touch of Sialuk and Argent earlier, her need was still not satisfied. It would be a while yet until the beckon of her body settled.

Free of her ulaq and alight with buzzing energy, she sought out the silver stone man again. On the pathway that led to a secluded grove amidst the mountain, she called for him. A crooning cry of sweet urgency. Earlier, they had tested the waters together, with Sialuk at the center. Elentari felt no jealousy. No sense of possessiveness. Only the overwhelming desire to share, and let a man know what it was to be loved by not one, but two women.

A little private time between them wouldn't hurt. Graciously, she afforded the Raindrop a break.

She needn't have called for him—for the silver guardian had his first taste of her and had become addicted. Her heat—a frenzy of passion—and Argent would never be the same. 

And so the icy shadow was drawn to the flame, and when she crooned out to him to relieve her, he answered with his own rumbling note, emerging from foliage to the secluded paradise she had chosen. 

His eyes were fast upon her—his form moving to wrap around her, testing her warmth—eager to plant a kiss to where her nape would meet her shoulder.

He emerged, a stunning display donned in cold silvers and slate. She drew in, like a star compelled by the gravity of a great, pale moon.

There was nothing shy in the way which she wrapped around him, like a misty veil of nighttime mist. The Archer was overcome with greed and desire. To have him close, to feel the solidity of a hunters body hugging her own. To give him the same heated love she shared with Sialuk.

His eyes... She peered deep within, smirking. Finding a resemblance. "Did you know it is said that blue stars burn hottest in the skies?" She purred thickly. Nearly matched, they would orbit as two burning blue flames in a dance with no end.

She fit against him perfectly—as if it was where she belonged, and the thrum of his heart reverberated in the loose growl he offered, partly a purr, partly a groan as she spoke. He placed a kiss to her brow—and then her temple. A soft nuzzle given to her ear in the heat of the moment as he pulled her closer. “Let’s test that theory,” he murmured to the base of her ear before trailing his kisses to the side of her neck, coaxing her, lost to her.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she took a sigh. Enveloped in his touch, his scent. In everything that made Argent the man he was. She craved him, not only now, but always. She returned his affection with gentle love bites along the outer edge of his ear and along the side of his neck. Even boldly sweeping her tongue over the rise of his muzzle in a kiss.

"So we shall find out." She chuckled, prancing away. For him to chase and catch. She could not resist for long and let herself fall back into his arms, where the hours would blur together while two stars merged into one.

Fade