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25 / male / yes / 7♦️

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My Self-Summary

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.

My Future Plans

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.

My Talents

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.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

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.

My Ideal Partner

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.

Height 6'1 Body Type broad and muscular Smokes only when casting fire spells Drinks yes Drugs only healer prescribed Sign ...Gemini? Apparently?? Education Garreg Mach Officer's Academy Occupation Noble Paladin Income ... Children dear goddess no Pets Felix Horses Hobbies Reading, cooking, chess, tea, horseback riding, hiking. not dying.

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER

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

Personality Type
Campaigner: ENFP-A

ENERGY

79%

Extraverted

MIND

55%

Intuitive

NATURE

61%

Feeling

TACTICS

61%

Prospecting

IDENTITY

61%

Assertive

personality test. art credit.

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[philancer]

[ That confusion wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon, although the fact that Tighnari - he’s pretty sure that’s Tighnari, but he is definitely not a rabbit, he’s some sort of tiny fox with huge ears Sylvain has never heard of or seen before - the fact that he speaks at least answers one unasked question.

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. ]

[veardant]

[ it's certainly something that's much easier to appreciate in this form, especially for sylvain. tighnari's sense of smell is always keen, but for sylvain this must all be very new, very different, but he knows that the scent will lead him the right way, that the deep, animal urge to chase what he wants will kick in, and everything will settle into place.

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. ]

[philancer]

[ This type of terrain is nothing like what Sylvain is used to, but his body and instincts seem to know what to do all the same. And while the smaller fox is far more nimble and agile - faster, even, as he scrambles through the thick overgrowth, using their surroundings to his advantage - Sylvain still manages to keep pace. Somehow. Even if he has to get inventive a few times when Tighnari pops through a space he’ll never be able to squeeze through himself.

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. ]

[veardant]

[ smart. sylvain is smart, herding him away from the trees like what, where tighnari clearly has the advantage. he's in trouble. excitement flashes through his body.

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.. ]

[philancer]

[ He sees his chance the moment Tighnari takes off for the far side of the grove. He knows if the smaller fox gets to the underbrush and overgrowth again, he'll have a much harder time of catching him like this - he doesn't expect Tighnari to make it easy for him, either.

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.

[veardant]

[ tighnari does his best to slip away from sylvain's pursuit, and he almost, almost makes it back to the brush.. but sylvain is on him, tackling him to the ground as they change, shifting back to their usual forms. well, mostly. sylvain still bears a few of the foxish features that tighnari carries all the time. they look handsome on him, tighnari thinks, but then he might be a little bit biased.

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.

[philancer]

Oh, fuck…

[ 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. ]

[veardant]

[ gods, what a good, satisfying feeling it is to be caught, to be pinned. normally tighnari prefers something closer to their last encounter - being a little more in charge - but all his instincts are urging him to submit this time, to spread his thighs and allow it when sylvain's cock rubs hot between them. and it's quite impressive that sylvain is able to strike home without using his hands, his thick cock sinking deep in one smooth thrust.

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.. ]

[philancer]

[ He gives a quiet hiss as those sharp nails scrape their way down his back, and he knows he’s going to be sporting those for a few days. Not really minding, though, he still slides his hands up along Tighnari’s arms enough that he can catch him by the wrists, and then pin those in the soft grass above his head. It has him lifting up enough to reach, but that just makes the angle of his next thrust even deeper as he rocks into that tight, eager body beneath him. ]

Fuck, Tighnari, you’re so hot. Is this what you were craving? To be chased and caught and pinned?

[veardant]

Yes.. mm. This is what I wanted -

[ 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. ]

[philancer]

[ He keeps Tignari’s hands pinned for the moment with one hand, letting his other drop to grasp his hip. Holding him at just the right angle he needed him at, even if his nails bit reddened crescents into his skin as he held him there.

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?

[veardant]

[ sure i totally remembered sylvain had his hands pinned oops -

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 -

[philancer]

Wasn’t planning on it.

[ 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…

[veardant]

[ tighnari's chest is heaving, his heart pounding in his ears, every inch of his body on fire, tingling..

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. ]

[philancer]

[ Teeth latch onto that pale flesh as Tighnari bares his throat for him. There’s a soft, possessive growl that rumbles in his chest and the back of his throat as he bites down. He feels that heat grow more intense i response, hips snapping deep.

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. ]

[veardant]

[ he can feel it moments before it happens, the swelling of sylvain's knot catching on his walls with every thrust, before at last it sinks in deep, deep enough that it almost feels like too much, like he'll be split in half by the force and girth of it. then comes the warm flood of fluid, sylvain's spend spilling inside of him in thick ropes, filling him up so perfectly, breeding him deep and thoroughly.

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. ]

[philancer]

[ Sylvain can only breath out a string of curses - maybe mingled with Tighnari’s name (or a choked off version of it) when the man somehow tightens even farther around him, clenching down so tightly that Sylvain swears he sees stars. Buried tight and caught there, he can only ride through it, his cock spilling in the most drawn-out orgasm he’s ever experienced, all of it more intense than he possibly could have imagined.

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…

[veardant]

Mhmm..

[ 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. ]

[philancer]

[ Another choked off groan as he feels Tighnari clench tight around him. He shudders, his cock still twitching and pulsing hotly from where he’s trapped within the other man.

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. ]

[veardant]

[ tighnari can't help his soft and breathless laugh, nor the way he groans low and rough when sylvain's hips grind down again, pushing his knot even deeper. ]

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.

[philancer]

[ His ears are surprisingly sensitive and the touch of those fingers send shivers of pleasure shuddering down his spine as he leans into it with a soft moan, eyes fluttering shut. It has his cock giving another heated pulse deep within the other man, still thick and hard despite his orgasm, and the knot still swollen at his base.

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.

[veardant]

[ tighnari smiles against those kisses, his thumbs and fingers continuing to rub at those handsome red ears of his, enjoying the texture of the fur beneath his touch. he doesn't often get to enjoy these features in other people, after all - valuka shuna are few and far between, and as far as tighnari knows, he's the only one here at the resort at all.

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. ]

[philancer]

[ Sylvain makes a sound that is half-moan and half-purr as Tighnari’s fingers stroke against his ears. As someone who’s always enjoyed the feeling of fingers in his hair, this is that times ten and his eyes go half-lidded in pleasure as he sinks down against the other man, boneless with pleasure.

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. ]

[veardant]

[ sylvain sounds so good, moaning like that, and it makes tighnari grin sharply, his thighs tightening around his lover's hips, that knot tugging at his entrance, but still holding fast. when sylvain gasps like that, tighnari catches his lower lip in his fangs and tugs playfully, still rubbing circles at the base of his tail. ]

Mm.. sensitive, hmm?

[ he teases, winding one leg around one of sylvain's, while his tail thumps against the grass. ]

It's a very delicate place. It always feels nice to be touched there. Just don't overdo it.

[ gently, tighnari scratches at the spot where skin gives way to soft fur, a place that's always quite itchy if he doesn't keep properly moisturized. ]

[philancer]

[ He moans again, because everything feels overly sensitive right now. Intense. New. There’s so much stimulation assaulting his senses that it’s all blurring together into a haze of pleasure.

And with Tighnari’s body still clenched tight around him, every move he makes sends intense pleasure jolting along his cock, still caught so snug within his body. His hips grind down again as his mouth finds that spot he’d bit down against Tighnari’s throat. That place that delicious scent was still emanating from. He sucks on it, tongue laving the skin, as if trying to lick it directly from his skin, whatever it was that tantalized him so. ]