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ZA-CHA-RIE.
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♡* ┆ ➞⠀𝝘〝 𝐇𝐞𝐲 ⸒⠀ x @nagacuddles.bsky.social !⠀ \\ ⠀⠀care for a 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ﹙ 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 ﹚𝀈 ? ┛⠀⠀ MDNI 18+ || MATURE THEMES || #OFFRP
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© breathing in the scent of the reptile.

His other hand began to lightly tease the other — untouched ear. From the helix, antihelix, lobule, studying which one caused the most reaction.. Through different ways than one.

" Oh ? Do you have a favorite ~ ? "

He'd chirp as he leaned himself forward.
Hm. It's getting in the way again —— Might as well put this pesky mask away now ~

With such an exposed neck, he began to trail the tip of his nose across the sternocleidomastoid; nuzzling and ©

followed. Casting a brief glance at the holes of the mask in hopes to catch a glimpse of the expression behind it. Useless. —. . . I find myself missing the strange games you used to invent.
|| RRRRAH-HGGHH MEMORY LOST ARC

© this brand new gate of pleasure. Body language says all, however, he'd take this opportunity to study this ophidian more.

" Mind if I entertain myself a little first~? "

He'd whisper into Prince's ear, as his fingers made it all the way to trace the bite marks of the lobe.

As the masked merchant shifted slightly, he could feel something 𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 him. Ah, undeniable... Yet, predictable... He knows exactly which buttons to press, and which puzzles to solve, had he always been~

A content hum escaped him. It would be 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘆 for Zacharie to simply supply the hermit ©

intrigue. Meanwhile, the hermit, pulled like wire, tried to process the tongue's caresses. Begging silently that, should Zacharie notice, he'd say nothing.

His head tilted slightly, just enough to give better access. An invitation.
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It doesn’t matter what you look like, it doesn’t matter how much you’ve changed. Stop wandering and come home.
HE'S PULLING HIS COCK OUT

© himself away to comment,
" Oh~ My efforts to annoy you seem to have resulted in a very satisfying outcome~ How did it feel, mi amore? "

© ears, he felt his tongue warmed up.
Oh, how fun! New discoveries made between lovers; the thrill Zacharie gets knowing that the serpent isn't even trying to push him away in contentment, and the revelation that the ears are - in fact - a delicate spot.

Amused, the merchant pulled ©

It's like chewing on sentient rubber... How fun! The only difference is that this one tastes like skin, instead of burnt sugar. Hmm, such a painful memory. That / place / used to be littered with them. Though, one is able to change another's perception~

As the hermit's blush spread to the ©

The light kiss on the merchant's forehead comes delayed, but very much content. To be fair, it's been months since they've done anything intimate together. . . Had he always been this sensitive on the ears? A furious blush begins to color his helpless pallor.

The sudden shift in position allowed the merchant to let go of the other's ear. Leaving an empty feeling in his maw.

... Then a glance. And a grin.

Arms began to wrap around the hermit's broad shoulders as he took a *chomp* of the same ear again. It appears he found his answer to that question

This must be his Goliath test, because it was taking immense restraint not to break normalcy.

—Then? Do tell.

He pushed him a little further over his lap, chest heaving, lips curling for a chuckle that wouldn't escape.

He'd gently bite into the lobe a bit harder, but not too much. Teasingly.

" Mmmghfh I domt want steak... "

He'd gently bite into the lobe a bit harder, but not too much. Teasingly.

" Mmmghfh I domt want steak... "

💦

—Zacharie. . . ? Ah, hah. . . Perhaps I could take care of that. There's steak on the fridge.

" Mmmh... mnot muhch. "

His voice came out muffled as his teeth gently tickled the lobe. Quite an "ear full".

" Mnbohred thougfh. "

" Mmmh... mnot muhch. "

His voice came out muffled as his teeth gently tickled the lobe. Quite an "ear full".

" Mnbohred thougfh. "

A warm mumble rumbles from his chest before he can stop himself. He hadn’t even known that spot was ticklish. One learns new curiosities from the least expected interactions. . .

—How was work today? —he asks, partly to distract himself from the tender nibbles he's allowed.

He'd lazily lean into the hermit more; closing his eyes and just gnawing at the ear.
Someone is bored, or hungry.

He'd lazily lean into the hermit more; closing his eyes and just gnawing at the ear.
Someone is bored, or hungry.

He hasn't quite gotten used to this sort of greeting. Does he wants to get his attention or get him hard. . . Perhaps both?
|| the way the off fandom got revived made me cackle hello everyone
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There's a tiny songbird perched on his left shoulder, repeating over and over something into his ear. The hermit remains perfectly motionless, but a slight twitch of his eyebrow betrays him every so often when he hears the "Gay gay homosexual gay".

(+) for, mi amore~~ "

He wasn't expecting to be LIFTED up from the ground and into the bulky cold arms of the hermit.
It quickly brought a bright rosey blush across the merchant's face before he'd wrap his arms around the other's neck; nuzzling cheek on cheek.

" Mmm... A day with you is the best gift I could ask (+)

gallant type, but he firmly wrapped one arm around Zacharie's waist while the other slipped under his knees. In one smooth motion, he was lifted into his arms— strong, steady, and sure.

—Tell me. . . what do you have in mind?

+

He whispered that last part quietly, as he held onto the serpent's coat.

He can't recall the naga's own date of creation... he's so lovestruck over his partner. Perhaps he'll ask this tidbit of information later.

" As long as we get to spend time together, always, then today will be the best birthday I'll ever have.

I... don't need anyone else. "

+

—Mhmm. —He ran fingers through his hair in waving motions, a learned pattern acquired from Zacharie's own gestures. —It's your birthday, Zacharie. You deserve an entertaining panorama. . . I was so busy rummaging the island for ingredients that I forgot who I was supposed to be feeding.

His head would simply lazily rest in between the serpent's pectorals as he fluttered his gaze shut.

" Even if I'm not getting any gift, knowing that you're here with me is something not even gold can replace. "

His head would simply lazily rest in between the serpent's pectorals as he fluttered his gaze shut.

" Even if I'm not getting any gift, knowing that you're here with me is something not even gold can replace. "

The cloak didn't speak much on its own, but his silence was of the curious kind. He'd seen that 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦 before—: . . . I'm here.

An arm curled around the merchant's waist. Should he be thrilled?

" .... "

His hands would gently caress the pale skin of the hermit as he brought himself closer.

" You. "
|| used to muse kaede and ryoma, i should jump in as well maybe

" .... "

His hands would gently caress the pale skin of the hermit as he brought himself closer.

" You. "

Could Zacharie grow old? Could Zacharie age and die? These questions didn't even cross his mind, so accustomed was he to the ageless routine of the hermit.

—. . . I can try. It shouldn't be too hard while following a simple recipe. If you want something else, tell me, and I'll give it to you.

Age is something inevitable that he can't fathom or escape from; knowing that his number increases each year, it only reminds him how little his role matters in this world.

He'd lean against the kiss in return, before blinking in slight bewilderment.

" You can cook meatloaf?! "