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boyleth ([personal profile] perfectteatime) wrote2022-02-24 05:55 pm

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[personal profile] chiefkeyward 2024-05-24 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
[And burns he does. While Lahabrea does an excellent job portraying the stern old sage, he is much more than that. While he has reconciled with his lesser half, Lahabrea is well aware of the more vibrant personality that exists deep within him. He differs significantly from his true self, unwilling to be simply "Hephaistos" around those he mistrusts. It's a widely known fact, and Themis is well aware of it.

Byleth might eventually learn this in due time.

For the time being, Lahabrea is content to listen and learn more about this little rapscallion. How dare someone like Byleth be so interested in him! It's almost absurd. He watches Byleth with a stern gaze reminiscent of an inferno. However, his expression changes slightly as the youth discusses his origins. His smoldering gaze was more of a gentle flicker.
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A homunculus meant to become a vessel for a wayward deity?

[Something akin to a sigh escapes Lahabrea. Is it pity? No, it's...something else.]

My, I've grown tired of those who seek godhood. While I won't mention her name here, someone I once cherished wished to do the same.

[He will not invoke Athena's name here even though her shadow lingers over him still.]

It seems we share a similar tale in that regard, although...there are differences.
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[personal profile] chiefkeyward 2024-05-26 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Despite their similarities, their stories are fascinatingly different. It's quite refreshing. This encounter serves as a reminder to Lahabrea that not everyone's scars are the same. However, it makes him even more hesitant to reveal his truth to Byleth. He hesitates not because he is afraid of being judged, but because he is afraid that invoking Athena's name here will bring back all of the terrible memories he has suppressed. Lahabrea is a secretive man who surrounds himself with thorns. It was the only way he could exist in a world that strove for perfection.

However, he doesn't need his barbs here. At least, not with Byleth. This is why he is debating whether or not to burn away his thorns for something much gentler. After all, Byleth truly doesn't mean him any harm.
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It is indeed shortsighted to seek such power, especially when it comes at such a high cost. However, that has never prevented fools and dreamers alike from achieving the impossible. This is what transpired shortly after Erichthonios' birth, this is what...Athena done.

[He takes a deep breath, pausing briefly as he muddles through his thoughts. Despite being possibly one of the most powerful beings in existence, he still struggles with his emotions. It's a lamentable truth, one that he truly detests.]

Athena was my wife, and despite her intelligence, she desired power. If I hadn't been forced to intervene, she would have willingly given up both my son and me. For the sake of our Star, I had to stop her, but her death condemned me to eternal sorrow.
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[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2024-05-27 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
It's always so... cute how gentle he is with her. While not the only one, Byleth has always taken such care with her. Yet, he doesn't forget just how sturdy she is either. It's a difficult balance to strike though he's never seemed to struggle with it.

"Yeehaw," she answers, ears up high and tail giving an excited swish or two. The magic behind it is similar to her own - and probably inspired by his - though she hasn't had much chance to play with it yet. Well, okay- Maybe she has, but she can't deny her inclination is to be fucked rather than fuck.

With a fluid ease and grace, she positions herself high and lines him up with the throbbing heat of her sex. She takes that cock like a champ and slides down on him gradually with a low, shuddering groan. "O-oh," she sighs, ears pulled tight and biting her bottom lip.
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[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2024-05-28 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
We'll have time to help you learn! I'd be glad to.
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[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2024-05-29 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Neither does Dimitri. So often, he tries to be mindful of his strength. So often, he keeps himself calm and collected and in check. So often, he hardly realizes he's doing it anymore until he isn't. Unfettered like this in his desire is a dangerous thing, he knows, but he does so well keeping otherwise controlled that it makes the whole experience... novel. Memorable. And he does want this to be an experience both Byleth and him remember for a long, long time to come.

"Yes," he answers, single-minded in his desire now. Concern for Byleth isn't completely gone but it's clouded by the ever-mounting need to rut and breed his beloved. His grip tightens harsh enough to bruise deeply if not outright break the bones of a lesser man. The sting of those claws dragging along his skin will only add to his map of scars, he hopes, and tell a much better tale than the ones before it. Ones born of pleasure rather than pain, ones born out of love. Isn't that a nice thought?

At this intense tempo, he tries his hardest to last. Goddess, he wants it to. And while he knows he won't be satisfied with just one release, well- He groans from low in his throat as he bucks once, twice, and then buries himself deep into his Byleth as he can and comes in several warm spurts. He wants to stay inside him forever, even if forever can't last.
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[personal profile] chiefkeyward 2024-06-03 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He couldn't help but stare as Byleth extended his hand towards him. The action itself perplexed him, especially since Lahabrea had not expected such sympathy. To him, sympathy was always more like 'pity' than anything else. He never knew what to do with sympathy, despite occasionally yearning for it. He stares at Byleth for a moment longer before tentatively taking his hand.

There's nothing wrong with this, right? He certainly hopes not.
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A second chance, you say? That's an intriguing perspective.

[He lets out a thoughtful hum as he gently squeezes Byleth's hand.]

If so, I'd like to try new things, and I wouldn't mind trying these...new things with a partner.
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[personal profile] chiefkeyward 2024-06-03 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Lahabrea isn't easily impressed by others, but he couldn't help but smile when Byleth kissed his hand. While he shouldn't be so taken with Byleth's simple gesture, he finds it amusing. Perhaps he is warming up to the idea of continuing this relationship. After all, Byleth does not seem like a bad person. They come from very different backgrounds, but despite their differences, they are also extremely similar.

This is quite refreshing, especially since Lahabrea was concerned he would be too old for Byleth.
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Already trying to whisk me away upstairs to your humble abode?

[He smirks.]

You're quite fortunate that I'm amenable to the idea.
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[personal profile] chiefkeyward 2024-06-03 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Lahabrea lets out a quiet chuckle as Byleth leads him upstairs. If everything is going as planned, then who is he to deny Byleth of his whimsical fun? He's oddly charmed by this silly youth, especially after witnessing him smile like that. Byleth's cheerful demeanor helps him relax quite a bit. However what Byleth says next wins a curious glance from Lahabrea.]

Is this so? Well, I certainly have no complaints about the form presented to me now.

[In fact, he really likes Byleth's dark green hair and midnight-blue eyes. They are quite stunning, in his opinion. However, he is curious about what Byleth means by "parts". He vaguely remembers seeing Byleth as a deer-like satyr not so long ago.]

You mean to state you can alter your genitalia on a whim?

[Leave it to Lahabrea to be so direct. It's one of his many flaws.]

Intriguing; I don't have much of a preference for such things, but I'm curious to see what you can do.
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[personal profile] chiefkeyward 2024-06-03 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Even though Byleth claims to enjoy versatility, Lahabrea believes it is impolite for him to request that the young man in front of him change himself to suit his preferences. Lahabrea has more experience with women than men, but he's making up for it in the simulation. After all, he can thank Elidibus for that. Sometimes the emissary does not give him any rest.]

You need not worry about my preference, Byleth. I find the male form just as appealing as the feminine—

[Lahabrea barely finishes explaining himself before Byleth pounces on him. His young lover immediately pushes him up against the door, deciding to begin their rendezvous with a chaste kiss. The initial shock fades quickly as Byleth's sweet lips press against his. Lahabrea lets out a quiet moan as he settles into the kiss. He closes his eyes and relaxes, allowing himself to be carried away by the lust buried deep within.]
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[personal profile] chiefkeyward 2024-06-03 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Lahabrea gasps as Byleth pushes him onto the bed. He is more than prepared to let Byleth take the initiative here, especially since his young lover kisses him so passionately. Those ravenous kisses are reciprocated tenfold as Lahabrea nibbles on Byleth's plush lips. He nibbles gently across his bottom lip, carefully adding just a hint of pressure here and there. Lahabrea enjoys biting, but for fear of offending Byleth, he refrains from doing so. His hand wanders instead, casually mapping Byleth's lithe form with his fingertips. He wants to remember everything about Byleth, from the smoothness of his skin to the faint heartbeat against his chest.

As he straddles Byleth's lap, a tinge of concern interrupts his lusty thoughts once his new lover undresses him. While he's gotten accustomed to such shenanigans with Themis, he's strangely concerned that Byleth may not like what he sees. Lahabrea, or rather Hephaistos, bears several wounds that reflect his traumatic origins. He is not as smooth and dainty as some of Byleth's previous boyfriends. Hephaistos had a difficult existence, as evidenced by the detailed scars on his chest and the small nicks on his arms. He is one of the oldest of his kind, possibly the oldest based on how he portrays himself. Yet despite the white-graying hair and deep set wrinkles, Lahabrea is still quite handsome.

Hephaistos looks down at Byleth with a hint of worry in his carmine gaze, clearly begging for him not to judge too harshly. He feels so exposed right now, so vulnerable. It feels odd not to have Themis’ arms around him, but this feeling of vulnerability won’t last for long. After all, he is safe with Byleth.
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[personal profile] chiefkeyward 2024-06-04 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh? Whatever anxiety Hephaistos has is immediately relieved when he sees Byleth's scarred chest. It appears that the young mercenary has also had a rough life. While their paths diverged greatly, they both had stories etched into their flesh. This brings great comfort to Hephaistos. As he traces his fingers over Byleth's scars, he lets out a faint chuckle. He is now more comfortable touching Byleth, subconsciously letting down his guard around his newly acquired lover.

He fights back a moan as Byleth's hand brushes against his chest, oblivious to how sensitive his nipples are. The sensation of Byleth nibbling his skin is enough to make him hard. He gasps as the mercenary clamps down on his nipple with his tongue, clearly enjoying the sensation of his mouth around him. Hephaistos gently cards his fingers through Byleth's short green locks, encouraging him to continue sucking at his chest.

He likes it, judging by the hardness poking at Byleth's abdomen. He sure likes those teeth! When Byleth bites him, Hephaistos gives a long deep groan and tilts his head back in ecstasy.
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