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Back home, I'm a noble, the son of a Margrave, but for most of my life I've been a knight and a soldier. I'm mostly just looking for a good time and people who are open-minded enough to enjoy it with me, maybe try out some new things. There's a lot here I've never gotten to experience and I'm interested in changing that.
Outside of that, I'm a connoisseur of fine food and fine teas. I enjoy cooking, gardening, horseback riding, chess, and discussing a wide variety of topics, whether it's art, fiction, theoretical ideals, or more esoteric topics.
Enjoying myself to the fullest here. Making conections and meeting new people. Experiencing all this place has to offer and finding those interested in exploring it with me.
Varied and many. I had a robust interest in pursuing pleasures of all sorts back home and I hope to keep expanding that knowledge and skillset here.
I enjoy books on a variety of topics, but I've never seen a movie. Plays and operas are far more common in my world and a comparible form of entertainment. I like a wide variety of dishes and have a fondness for trying new dishes from distant places. I have a fondness for spices and rich flavors.
I'm very adaptable and tend to adjust to whoever I'm with, making this a very broad category, since I have a varied taste in companions as well, depending on my mood. I find people interesting and like as many varieties here as I do in my favorite dishes.
both, depends on the atmosphere
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
neither
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
yes
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
what does this even mean??? and what's a nija?
.05 TITS OR ASS
yes
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
tea, although coffee is interesting, i will have to try more of it
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
spicy
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
both have their fine qualities
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
depends on who's wearing it. some people are just very much one or the other.
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
yes
Campaigner: ENFP-A
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The pod Tighnari leads him to isn’t one of the very tight intimacy ones they’d been nudged into at the mingle, however. This one seems slightly more spacious, if… strange on the inside. It’s like nothing he’s ever seen before and he doesn’t even get the chance to question what’s actually happening here before Tighnari does something and…
The whole world changes. Literally.
They’re not in a pod anymore, but in the middle of a vibrant, lush sort of jungle, the likes of which Sylvain has only read about in books. It makes the contained, indoor one on the floors above look like a tiny garden in comparison. The colors, the scents… it’s new and a little overwhelming an everything feels so huge.
Which is, of course, when he realizes his perspective is a little off from normal and he glances down…
Only to realize he’s standing on four red-furred paws instead of two very human ones.
The startled noise he makes also isn’t the one he expected to come out of his throat and, surprised and disoriented - especially because his center of gravity is suddenly shifted - he ends up falling back onto his haunches as he stares down at this new and different body in surprise.
What in Seiros’ name…?! ]
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the scent in the air is thick and heady, smelling of loamy earth and broad wet leaves, of stone and grasses and large fragrant flowers, of warm wind through adhigama leaves. instantly, tighnari's chest constricts with fondness. gods, he misses this..
.. but right, he's not alone. tighnari turns just as sylvain topples back, and he barks a light laugh in response. while sylvain is a red fox, tighnari is smaller, a dark green fennec with teal points, his large ears swiveling toward the fallen fox. tighnari walks past him, light on his paws, tail brushing beneath sylvain's chin, and like as not sylvain will catch it as he passes - the thick, sweet aroma of heat. ]
Come and claim your prize.
[ he purrs, then immediately darts off between the trees. ]
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Before he can open his mouth to ask the next, that tail brushes under his chin, fur soft and teasing against his own. Which is when that scent hits him.
Sylvain's experienced several of the casino’s perfumes and serums and other things by this point. Most of them he considers fun and playful and doesn’t mind their effects much at all. But this scent, although he doesn’t know what to call it, hits him differently. It stirs something in him, something primal and hungry, as if his human mind can’t process it, but this strange furred body he’s in knows exactly what it is. And he wants it, whatever it is.
He barely has time to register any of that before Tighnari’s tail gives another flick in his direction, teasing or maybe a challenge offered, and then darts off through the trees.
He’s giving chase before he even processes any of that, ears pricked forward and nose following that tantalizing scent which makes it hard to focus, to think. Which is probably for the best, because his body is working better when his human mind isn’t there to trip up over which foot goes where and when as he dashes off in pursuit.
Eventually, he gives up trying to make sense of this at all and just sinks into whatever’s happening. Whether it's magic or something else, he doesn’t know, but with that scent tantalizing him with every lungful of air he takes now as he pursues the other fox, it’s getting harder and harder to focus on the things he should be thinking about when all his mind wants to focus on is hunting down that scent. Make Tighnari stop fleeing and evading him as he tries to keep pace in the overgrown jungle he chases him through. Catching him and making him hold still, because maybe then any of this will make sense.
Or so some instinctual part of him seems convinced of, because chasing, catching the other fox quickly becomes to most prominent and then the only pressing thought in his mind. ]
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tighnari runs like the wind. his legs are shorter, but he's incredibly agile, and moreover, tighnari knows these woods like the back of his hand - this is his home, this entire forest is his backyard, his responsibility, every inch of it is ingrained in his memory.
so he bounds and leaps, pushing himself to the very edge in speed and maneuverability, hopping briskly over fallen logs, ducking around large stones, scrabbling up through layers of vines, all the while with sylvain hot on his heels. it's exciting. it's thrilling. tighnari's heart is pounding in his chest, his paws slamming the soft earth. he wants to stop, wants to be taken, pinned, mated deep and hard, but he wants to be caught, he needs sylvain to earn the right.
panting hard, tighnari rounds a bend, slipping into a grassy grove lit with dappled sunlight from above, vibrant mushrooms climbing the tree trunks. ]
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A few times, he almost lost the trail, or had to divert around a tree or a rock when Tighnari chose a path he couldn’t follow. But that scent was like a siren’s call now, urging him on, faster. The whole scope of his world narrowing down to his pursuit. Even as, inch by inch, he closed the distance between them. Focused on his prey.
Something made all the easier when Tighnari finally broke free of the thick plant growth and slipped out into an open grassy grove. Here, Sylvain’s pace could finally eat up the space between them, putting them on more equal footing. His eyes are dark and intent in focus and he playfully snaps at Tighnari’s tail when it comes within range, leaping up and to the side. Herding the other fox away from the edge of this little glade and back towards the center, where he couldn’t use the jungle against him. If he could keep him in the open, he could catch him, so anytime Tighnari got too close to the trees again, Sylvain was there, cutting off his route and herding him back away again. ]
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but still he tries to give sylvain a fight, trying to dart around and between his longer legs to escape into the brush, but he can't do that without getting too close, close enough that the larger fox could pounce on him. frustration begins to show in tighnari's body language as he weaves and dances, trying to get ahead of sylvain, but his agility won't help him now.
the only option he has is to sprint as fast as he can across the grove, toward the opposite hedge, lightning quick, but it leaves him wide open should sylvain react quickly and be able to close the gap.. ]
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So he takes off after him, body moving with a swift speed that makes their surroundings blur and then he lunges, airborn.
He feels something shift before they even collide. His body feeling heavier. Larger. But he doesn't have time to guess why, because they're tangled in the next moment, bodies tumbling and rolling together as he effectively tackles him. The thick grass softens it as they roll and the next thing he knows is he's in his human form once more - sort of - with Tighnari pinned beneath him. Their legs tangled, clothing nowhere in sight, and only the heated press of bodies between them now.
He rocks down against him as he smirks and then bends to nuzzle in against Tighnari's jaw. That scent is thick and sweet here and he drags in another lungful of it with a breathless groan. It makes his body hum and his head spin and all he wants to do is inhale more, maybe lick it from Tighnari's too-hot skin. ]
Caught you.
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nevertheless, they tumble together, sylvain's body heavy over his own, and the scent of his heat surges, wrapping around them like a blanket, heady and thick. ]
So you did..
[ tighnari whispers, his breath coming quickly, tail thumping against the grass as he brushes their mouths together. his thighs part, snapping around sylvain's hips, and he rocks his own upward, his slick cunt dragging hot against sylvain's cock. ]
Now don't keep me waiting.
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[ Sylvain manages to hiss the curse out as he feels those legs wrap around him, and that scent thickens, making his head spin. He feels drunk off it, and yet only wants more as he bends to capture Tighnari’s lips in a rough, almost brutal kiss as his hips shift.
It takes him a moment, because they didn’t land at quite the right angle to make this seamless, but another rock of his hips has him finding that slick heat waiting for him, sliding against his cock and making him moan into that kiss. Another thrust, and he presses inside, hips snapping down to bury himself in tight, wet heat.
He’s not sure if he’s imagining it or not, but it feels like it makes that intoxicating scent even stronger, thicker, more alluring. Even if he doesn’t know how that’s possible, because with it filling his senses like this, all he wants to do is inhale it, wrap himself up in it, and in Tighnari’s too-hot little body beneath his. ]
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tighnari gasps against sylvain's mouth, then exhales in a deep, aching moan, his walls clenching up tightly around the intrusion, pleasure rushing over his head in a wave. this is what he wanted. what he needed.
his fingers curl, and tighnari's short claws are soon sinking against sylvain's broad back, dragging, scratching deep red welts into his skin, leaving stripes behind. her bucks upward, heels digging into sylvain's lower back to keep him there, right where he wants him, filling him up to the brim with ease. giving in to his instincts is so very easy, so perfectly exquisite.. ]
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Fuck, Tighnari, you’re so hot. Is this what you were craving? To be chased and caught and pinned?
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[ he arches, groaning low and rough as his nails hook into broad muscle, pressing hard, and he snaps his hips upward again and again as if he cannot get enough, grinding his clit hard against sylvain's abdomen. his slick is a mess between them, he's so damned wet that sylvain can barely stay inside. ]
Wanted you to.. prove it..
[ mm, he hums, and bites at sylvain's lower lip. ]
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It meant he could fuck deeper, harder, and he did, his pace fast and brutal as he sunk deep. That scent was still thick around him, driving him mad, making him crave more and all he could think of was rutting deep into Tighnari’s eager body, filling him over and over again. Chasing that rush that drew a soft snarl of pleasure from his lips before he captured Tighnari’s lips in a demanding kiss. Loving the sting of the bite, even as he paid him back in kind. ]
Did I?
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a breathless laugh catches in tighnari's throat, and he squeezes his thighs around sylvain's hips as his lover pumps deep into him, filling him up with every thrust of his hips. gods, it feels so good, he can hardly stand it, and soon enough tighnari is writhing against the grass, his tail thumping and his ears folded back, every breath a sharp whine or a rough moan.
it's already so satisfying. already so good. he can feel every inch of sylvain's cock driving deep into his body and it's blissful, tighnari's mind is reeling, his body hot all over. he could do this all damned day and never tire of it. arching away from the grass, tighnari's wrists strain against sylvain's hold. ]
Yes, you did - fuck, don't stop -
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[ His voice is strained and husky, even as he breaks away from that kiss to nip and bite his way down Tighnari’s throat, leaving red marks in his wake. His rhythm doesn’t falter - if anything, it speeds, his hips slapping in against too-hot flesh as he tries to bury himself deep in the other man’s body.
He aches and his head is still spinning with this instinctive sort of demand for more, even if he doesn’t know what that more entails. Doesn’t care, at the moment, because Tighnari feels so good beneath him and he wants to just lose himself in this pleasure entirely. In that maddening scent that still fills all his senses. ]
Fuck, you feel so good…
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he won't last much longer, already he can feel his orgasm building, and he's wild with the need to be filled up to bursting, to be knotted and bred after their energizing chase. every thrust of sylvain's cock deep into his body feels exquisite, he's not sure that he's ever felt so good, so nice and full, the girth of him stretching tighnari's cunt so deliciously. ]
I'm close -
[ he whispers harshly, his chin tipping up to better expose his throat to sylvain's searching mouth. ]
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He’s close, too, and feeling the way Tighnari is shuddering so hot and wet around him, along with something instinctive in him reacting to that bared throat… His hips snap his cock deep as his orgasm hits him like a bolt of lightning.
It feels… different, though. Even more intense than usual, and his cock… the base of it feels like its swelling, but it happens so fast he doesn’t even have time to realize what’s happening before whatever that is presses inside the tight clench of Tighnari’s cunt and that just makes the other fox’s body feel even tighter around him.
Tensing with a hoarse cry, he feels that pleasure start to spill over him as his cock pulses hotly, spilling inside the other man’s body. He tries to keep rocking, keep moving, because his body is humming with sensation and he can’t seem to hold still. And that orgasm is still happening, longer and more drawn out than anything he’d ever felt. Far more intense as that swelling at the base of his cock grinds down against the walls clenched tight around him. ]
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how can he possibly hold out after that?
writhing against the grass, tighnari's claws scratch hard at sylvain's back, leaving desperate red welts behind as he snaps his hips frantically upward, chasing the high that grows closer and closer until - ]
Ah - oh gods -
[ tighnari's vision whites, his tail thrashing as his legs coil around sylvain's middle, strong thighs squeezing tightly, heels digging hard into the small of his back. his cunt clenches hard, clamping tight as a gripping fist, milking his partner for every last drop. ]
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He loses track of time. It might have been moments or minutes or far longer, before is body slumps over Tighnari’s and he’s left panting raggedly for air against the other man’s throat. That scent is still thick here, but his head is spinning, body shuddering, and he can’t bring himself to care at the moment. He feels too good, even while Tighnari’s body still clenches all too tight around him. He still can’t move.
And he’s pretty sure he has a tail tangling with Tighnari’s, but that’s even weirder to think about so he’s trying not to. ]
Fuck. That was…
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[ tighnari can only agree. sylvain's weight folds over him, and he's quite a heavy beefcake of a man, but tighnari adjusts to hold him comfortably, both arms around sylvain's broad back, padded fingertips slipping across sweat-slicked skin as he pants hard, chest heaving.
it was spectacular, is what it was. tighnari's not sure he's ever come with such intensity before, it'll certainly be a hard record to break, and to be perfectly honest, tighnari still isn't entirely sated. he could go for another round or four before he's exhausted. slipping one hand into his lover's damp, scarlet hair, tighnari presses his mouth along sylvain's jaw, tasting the salt of his sweat as he drags his tongue along his ear. ]
Not finished already, are you..?
[ he whispers, while his cunt throbs, squeezing all around the knot inside of him. ]
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Fortunately, the VR pod seems to have activated some of his suit traits - not that he’s aware of that - so he’ll be able to keep up with the man in heat beneath him. But he does know that his body is still humming with hunger and need despite having just come. The need to stay buried inside the other man is still strong, even as he grinds his hips down, still anchored in place by his knot. ]
I don’t think so, no. But I… can’t move much? Was this… supposed to happen?
[ It’s hard to think still, with Tighnari’s scent still thick in the air around them, with the man’s tongue teasing against his skin and his body wrapped tight and squeezing around his cock. ]
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Mm.. it's called a bulb, or a knot, something evident in canids. Along with some of my own structures, it keeps us.. tied together.
[ he could launch into an entire biology lesson on why and how canids tie together for mating, but somehow tighnari thinks that would ruin the mood. so instead he slips his hands into sylvain's hair and pulls him in for a deep, heated kiss, tongue curling into his mouth to taste him, to lock their mouths together just as their bodies are locked together.
humming softly, he crosses his ankles over sylvain's lower back to keep him there, though he hardly needs to, considering the way they're tied together. his thumbs rub gently at those soft, fluffy ears now sprouting from his ginger hair, and tighnari smiles. ]
Sorry. If it's too weird, we can stop.
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He knows how dogs mate - he’d been witness to the hunting hounds his father had always been so proud of. He’d just never expected to experience it personally.
But he manages a faint shake of his head, even as he kisses Tighnari back hungrily, moaning again softly against his lips as his tail flicks restlessly behind him. ]
It’s weird. But I don’t want it to stop. Feels good, too.
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so he'll take his time, tracing the triangular shape of them, rubbing the pink interiors even as he spreads his thighs wide and pushes upward, rocking against sylvain so that there's some movement between them. the knot keeps them tied, but they can still move a little bit, tighnari can enjoy the sensation of the tug of it at his entrance. ]
Mm.. it does.
[ he agrees, one hand remaining where it is, while the other smooths down sylvain's broad back to begin rubbing gently at the base of his tail. tighnari is sensitive there, so he's willing to bet that his lover will be, too. ]
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Only to jolt and groan when he feels Tighnari shift beneath him, his body clenching down on that swollen, sensitive knot that still keeps them tied together. It feels intensely good, making his hips rock in automatic instinct, the need to grind down against the man beneath him, keep him filled and full a burning demand at the edge of his awareness.
And then those fingers drift down to tease against the base of his tail and he doesn't bother to bite back his surprised gasp as he shivers at the sensations. ]
Fuck! That…! Is it supposed to feel like that? [ is that what it feels like for Tighnari, too? He’s gonna have to take notes. For later. ]
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