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Being in Solution Nine was a notion that the Vow of Reason was still getting used to. The green-haired hhetsarro had yet to fully marvel at the dazzling city full of electrope and potential, but as it was nearing Starlight, and things had currently settled into a semblance of calm and peace between the slice of the shard and the rest of Tuliyollal, Lamaty’i had suggested he should finally see the neon lights and cityscape for himself.
“I know the scholar in you wants to explore every nook and cranny!” She had exclaimed to her brother as she helped him pack a bag. “I’ve done a lot there as the Vow of Resolve… and it’s your turn. You should see it, Koana, it really is a big marvel!”
Tentatively, he had ended up agreeing, especially since his partner of several moons, G’raha Tia, had insisted he come on top of his sister’s blessing.
So, here he was, currently sitting in what they called an apartment, lying on a rather comfortable and sleek bed in one of G’raha’s sleep shirts and his small clothes. Idly, he found himself staring out into the marvellous city of blue and purple hues as we waited for his husband's return.
Now I see why they wanted me to come here. He mused inwardly. So much technology…I must ask if I can study a sample of the ‘electrope’ Raha had mentioned. He took a moment to scan the horizon before looking around their decorated apartment once more. Everything was so pristine… nothing like the colourful room he had in the palace that was crammed with mementoes from his father… from his sister. Was this the Tural I was fighting for before Lamaty’i taught me to take pride in tradition?
Shaking his head, he knew that going down a spiralling avenue of thought was not something he wanted to get into today. He just needed to relax; this was his vacation after all.
Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, Koana’s bare feet padded against the wooden flooring as he decided he wanted a small snack. The food was the most interesting adjustment (aside from the obvious), with small packets and pouches hiding delicious treats inside. He settled on the pink hexagonal slab; Lamaty’i had explained to him that they were what Alexandrian’s thought grape tasted like, and while it wasn’t entirely the same, the slightly different taste was somewhat moreish, causing the hhetsarro to consume half the packet before he realised he should save some for later.
“I guess taking another walk down to the Nexus Arcade later on wouldn’t hurt.” He gave a small shrug before he heard the chime that someone was home.
A flurry of red crossed the threshold before he turned to Koana, smiling brightly. “Sorry for the wait, my vow.”
Blushing deeply, Koana turned away slightly, his tail giving him away more. “N-Nothing to apologise for… welcome home, Ōhi’a lehua.”
G’raha put down his bags by the door before closing the distance between them, capturing Koana in a passionate kiss. It sent bolts of levin up Koana’s spine, his hands instinctively wrapping around G’raha’s waist before the latter pulled away slightly to rest their foreheads together. “I got a bit carried away looking at the wares on my way back from the Backroom. Shale says she’s more than happy to assist you in understanding the technology here; both she and I always love comparing the differences between Allag and Electrope.”
Leading him over to the couch, Koana settled himself in G’raha’s lap, nuzzling up to him and letting his eyes close softly. “I love hearing you talk about Allag. They never made it across the Salt, so I find it fascinating… You must take me to Azys La one day.”
Nuzzling back into him, G’raha pressed a kiss upon his crown before wrapping his arms around his partner. “Hmm, yes, it would be fun to show you more technological wonders. Seeing those eyes sparkle when you try to figure out the innerworkings and how it could benefit Tural as a whole… I think it would make for a perfect post-Starlight expedition.”
A small chuff came from Koana’s throat, and he finally felt at peace. Opening one eye to peer up at his partner, he recalled the bags the other had bought in. “Did you go shopping for us on your way home? I could’ve joined you to acquaint myself with the city further… and enjoy your company as a bonus.”
G’raha shifted them both so he could grab one of the packages in particular. “I did get a few things for us, for I wanted you to rest today.” He began as he padded back to the couch. “But, as I was buying some more grape-flavoured hexagons and energy tonics, a pedler called me over to see this.”
Holding out his hand, G’aha had a sizeable cube of electrope in his palm that almost took up the entire span, the soft purple glow and buzz emitting from it already piquing Koana’s interest.
“He explained it to me as thus: a way to have fun and experience worlds and stories with friends or partners. I was shown how to set it up as well, so I thought it would be an interesting thing to try out during your holiday here.”
“A way to experience worlds and stories with friends or partners?” Koana sat up further, his hands hovering over the cube as the gears in his mind began to turn and formulate. “Like a waking dream? If it involves partners as a selling point, then mayhaps it has some more… lewd intentions?”
Chuckling softly, G’raha handed over the cube for Koana to inspect further. “I think you have the right of it. And while I enjoy the nights of passion we share regularly, as rather adventurous men, I assumed that the purpose of the object would draw your attention, and we could try taking it for a test run of sorts this afternoon?” As he made his proposal, the red-haired miqo’te started to play with the brace on his left hand, a small amount of nervous energy radiating off of him.
He need not be so nervous. Koana thought as he tried to divide his attention between the siren's call of discovery and investigation from the box and his slightly anxious partner, whom he needed to reassure.
“My Ōhi’a lehua, please don’t be so anxious with me.” He set the cube on the couch next to him and went back to straddling his partner. “I will always be ready to try anything with you. This sounds like an exciting novelty that we can try in any way we wish. And in more ways than one. It feels as though my Starlight has come early if I can spend this experience with you.”
He pressed a few confident kisses on G’raha, one on each cheek, then one on his nose and finally his lips. G’raha hummed in appreciation before wrapping his arms around the hhetsarro. “Thank you for the reassurance, my Vow.” He took a deep breath and pressed their foreheads together. “Forgive my initial hesitance, I know we both have a passion for study and exploration in all areas… but, there was a small part of me that worried it was a little… presumptuous about wanting to try it out in a rather promiscuous way.”
Shaking his head, Koana gave him another kiss and pulled him close. “I would love nothing more right now. How about we move to the bed, and you can show it to me?”
G’raha nodded and picked Koana up before he started to carry him over to the bed. Causing the hhetsarro to become red with surprise.
No matter how many times he picks me up… it makes me blush every time. I recall Lamaty’i saying he is an all-rounder when it comes to being on the field… white magic, black magic, archery, and even wielding paladin arms… I am a lucky one indeed.
Being set down on the bed, G’raha went back to grab the cube from the couch before crawling back onto the bed to place the object of their study between them.
“Now, we just need to input a story into the electrope cube, and it will pull from the library archives of Alexandira an adventure just for us. I can put in the fact that we wish for it to be more in a sexual light, but pray tell, my Vow, do you have any ideas for us?”
As G’raha started to input something on a small pop-out panel, Koana thought about the myriad stories he had read in Numenon when he was in Old Sharlyan. There was one in particular that he had always loved…
“I remember taking a book of faerie tales to Old Sharlayan with me… whenever I was homesick, I would trace the pages with my fingers and pretend I was there…” He ducked his head to hide and played with the sheets. “One story in particular was called Red Riding Hood. It was about a young tonawawtan girl who goes to see her grandmother for tea… and a silver wolf had replaced her. By the time she arrived… a huntsman had to hunt down the wolf. Lamaty’i and I would ask Namika to read it often, though sometimes I wondered if the wolf just wanted a friend.”
G’raha gave him a soft smile before pulling Koana closer. “I’m not sure I’ve heard this one. You will have to read some to me soon… if you wish, but thank you for telling me all about this.”
Koana felt his heart swell and kissed G’raha. “Thank you, Raha… I… would love to read them to you someday, and experience each one in… this intimate way with you.” He took a deep breath. “Maybe you could tell me some of the tales and legends from Eorzea and beyond… The ones from Norvrandt, especially.”
“Of course, my Vow.” G’raha finished setting up the cube and placed it between them before coaxing Koana to lie down on the bed next to him. “I can put some of them onto this cube so we may explore them as well, in any way you wish.” He then pressed a kiss to Koana’s knuckles and let out a deep breath. “Get ready to close your eyes, my Vow. We will be on our adventure shortly.”
Koana did as he was told, letting his eyes slip closed as he squeezed G’raha’s hand reassuringly.
Where will this adventure leave me?
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Koana opened his eyes slowly; the bright light surrounding him was not like that of the slightly dimly-lit room he was in only moments ago. He couldn’t help the groan that left his throat as he willed away the flash of pain as his eyes tried to adjust.
Curse all those nights in the Studium where I only used lamplight to do my work… that really was my undoing.
Once he found he could blink without feeling like his eyes were melting, the hhetsarro decided it was time to peer closer at how everything around him had changed, now that he was being projected into the electrope fairytale. The world around Koana felt… strange. His surroundings felt like he was looking at a picture book, and not the everyday foliage he saw around tural or the dark depths of Heritage Found. Every stroke of the water coloured brush that painted the scenes he vividly recalled from his childhood… it was almost enough to take his breath away.
The trees… even the path. I wonder if the art of Pictomancy invokes such emotions? I-I feel as though I am reading the storybook for the first time again.
He felt himself blush in the nostalgia of it all, breathing in a soothing scent of parchment and ink before standing up fully. As he began to brush himself off, he properly surveyed his attire. It felt peculiar that even his outfit had transformed, but there he was, standing in a rather cute white blouse that was tucked into tight black shorts with stockings, a cute under-bust waistcoat, and small-heeled boots. The main part that complemented the ensemble was a hooded cloak in the most gorgeous pastel green that matched the leather jacket he usually wore when travelling.
“I’m Red Riding Hood?” He mused aloud once more as he examined himself thrice over. “Strange… I assumed, due to his favoured colour, Raha would be the one to don such a moniker. I wonder where he was placed within the story?”
Wait.
Where is Raha?
Koana felt his heart sink as he realised he no longer had his partner beside him. Had something gone wrong while they were being transported to their world? Was he stuck in the real world, and Koana himself was now trapped?
His panic surged, his breath catching in his throat as he spun around on his heeled foot to see if there was any trace of the miqo’te.
The hhetsarro went to open his mouth and call for the other, but when he heard a familiar voice, his panic turned into a flustered floundering.
“Koana! Hey, you forgot something!”
“L-Lamaty’i!” He found himself pulling his cloak around him tightly as he greeted the spectre of his dearest sister. While he secretly loved this kind of style, he wouldn’t want to wear such attire in front of anyone else who wasn’t his beloved. Most of all, his sister.
Even if it’s a dream- or a simulation of sorts… I would rather Lamaty’i not be too involved.
She herself was in her usual get-up, but holding out a basket towards him that was full to the brim with goodies and snacks galore. “You were going to visit our uncle Tankwa today! Don’t forget your basket, brother!”
Koana took it with a soft smile aimed at his sister. “Thank you, Lamaty’i, I can’t believe I almost forgot. Please take care while I’m gone.” Despite knowing she was probably nothing more than electrope, Koana still felt the brotherly need to wish her well. With a wave of his hand, he started down the forestry path towards the cottage, where he assumed Tankwa and hopefully G’raha would be.
It didn’t take long for Koana to find the cottage; it almost felt as if the world around him simply skipped the trip so he could reach his destination faster.
While I do enjoy a walk to clear my head, I am concerned at the fact that I have not yet been able to locate Raha. While I can make some educated guesses on who he may be in this retelling, I don’t think I can enjoy it until I find him.
With a slight sigh, Koana made his way up the cute cobblestone path to the oak door of the cottage, breathing in the scent of daphne and roses from the nearby garden as he knocked.
“U-Uncle Tankwa?” Hr felt his cheeks grow hot in a childish embarrassment. He never usually referred to his father’s close confidant as his uncle to his face… but it felt appropriate as he followed the script of the story in his mind. “It’s Koana… Lamaty’i gave me some treats to hand over… so if I could come in?”
Silence, save the rustling of plants and leaves around him were his only answer for a while, causing the budding panic to rise further up his chest, forming a thick lump in his throat.
Knocking again, his composure slipped. “Tankwa? P-Please, I need to know if you or G’raha reside inside. I…” He cut himself off, trying to curb his emotions before they ran too rampant. He didn’t want to have a panic attack and ruin the fun for them both.
I will find him. There are only so many characters… I will find him.
A voice cut through his thoughts like a hot knife through butter. “Please come in, my dear child. We have much to discuss.”
Though it was on the other side of the door, Koana recognised it immediately and threw the door open without a second thought. “G’raha! I finally found you… I-I’m sorry it took me so long to-”
Koana found his purple irises widening as they roamed over G’raha, who was situated on a rather comfortable bed that seemed to be the only furnishing in the small cottage. His ears were more pointed and coarse… his tail bushier and wagging much like a dog's. His bright red eyes glistened in the slight, low light of the room, as the smell of pixie apple pie and vanilla wafted strongly up his nose. G’raha grinned brightly, his sharper canines practically glistening, and it was then that the green-haired hhetsarro finally found his voice. “Ō-Ōhi’a lehua,” He began, his voice strained with barely contained lust. “What sharp teeth you seem to have now… amongst other things…”
Laughing bright, G’raha swung his legs around the edge of the bed, the sheet doing little to be modest as it further slid down his waist, now loosely covering the V-shaped definition that led to his delicious member. “The better to bite and lavish you won’t, my Little Hooded Vow~”
“M-My…” Koana felt his mouth become dry as the bedsheet slipped from around G’raha’s waist. While usually the redhead had a rather boasting length… the sheer size of this wolf-electrope-enhanced cock had made the vow of reason’s head spin. “W-What a big c-c-cock you have… Mister Wolf…”
G’raha chuckled a deep, sultry laugh, one he usually only reserved for Koana during their intimate times together. “All the better to fuck you with~”
Any previous fear and anxiety about his journey to find his partner evaporated as he looked over his nude form. Electrope had done him well, making his stature ooze a primal need. A need that nearly had the vow panting in barely concealed want. “Is that your plan, then?” His voice was hoarse, as if he had run a thousand ilms before finally choosing to speak.
G’raha closed the gap between them both within two strides before he picked Koana up by his lithe waist. “Maybe it is?” He purred before he spun them around and pinned Koana to the bed, a leg slotted between the hhetsarro’s own, causing him to blush a deep crimson.
“Now, my Vow.” G’raha purred against his throat- teasing the join between neck and shoulder with his tongue. “How shall I devour you today, hm?”
“Gods above.” Koana let out a shaky breath, with his hardening crotch resting against G’raha’s leg, the pressure was almost too good to resist. “A-Any way you wish… You big bad wolf…”
Roleplay wasn’t something Koana was entirely used to doing. The two had tried a few times before- but with his more than reserved nature, Koana tended to overthink such things- his delivery always flat and lifeless. But his partner never seemed to mind, always eager and ready to show the dawnservant the best nights possible.
“Any way?” G’raha nibbled on skin, eliciting a sharp moan from Koana before he chuckled deep and sultry. “Aren’t I the cat who got the cream- well… the wolf that got the bone seems more appropriate.”
G’raha began to shift his leg back and forth- enough to have Koana grind against his knee. The machinist gasped and arched his back to press his hips further into the leg.
“Please… Ō-Ōhi’a lehua-” Koana choked out his claws, scratching against the mattress sheet. “I need more… D-Devour me and… k-knot me wolf!”
In begging like a wonton mistress of the night, Koana could spy something in G’raha’s eyes; as if the redhead had snapped, his last composure breaking like a loose thread as he let out the most delicious growl.
Leaning against his neck once more, sharp fangs quickly pierced the skin, eliciting a reaction from Koana as if he had been struck by a bolt of levin. His shorts were not only dampening with his first release, but also the familiar sensation of slick, indicating to his partner he was desperate for a knotting.
He already claimed me… he plans to do so again until not an inch of me is unmarked.
“Oh… my Vow.” G’raha purred, lapping up the blood beading on his nape before he moved to Koana’s other side and bit down again… hard. “How sweet your arousal. I could drink it up for many moons and still be desperate for more.”
Koana’s hands wrapped around G’raha, his nails digging into the flesh of his partner's back as he continued to shamelessly grind against his leg. “Ōhi’a lehua, please… it’s…” he felt himself entering a heat-like state. The clothes he once found cute were becoming stifling in the waves of warmth that radiated off G’raha. The miqo’te seemed to sense his discomfort and ran his hands up and down the leather corset.
“You beg for me so well, my Vow.” With a growl, G’raha’s nails dug into the leather and into the blouse before he tore them both open with a flick of each wrist. Buttons scattered onto the wooden floor, and he licked a stripe up Koana’s sternum. “So supple… so delectable.” His fangs teased Koana’s nipple, willing the bud to swell as he peered up through dark lashes. “I’ve never seen you look so delicious…”
Maybe it’s the wolf dictating his decisions slightly. Koana mused, though the fog of lust was beginning to overtake his rational thinking. While he can be a veritable animal in bed with me… it feels as though he is desperate to swallow me whole!
A bite to his nipple elicited a sharp moan from Koana, interrupting his thoughts as he arched his back once more against the bed. His hips rolled again, and his eyes rolled back as he almost reached release.
“Tsk, tsk, Vow.” G’raha was pouting against his chest, ears flat against his red hair as his hand began to roam south towards Koana’s shorts. “Getting distracted when you have all you need right here. Isn’t this big bad wolf enough for you?”
Flushing deep, Koana looked away, one of his own hands slipping from where they had rested on G’raha’s nape and concealing his own face. “I-I was simply… taken by your boldness, Ō-Ōhi’a lehua… I was simply wondering if-”
G’raha growled once more and pulled himself away from Koana, pouting and folding his arms across his chest. “Getting into the analysis of it all can wait until later… I…” He worried his lip before he looked Koana in his eyes, burning with passion and need- barely holding back as he tried to express his innermost thoughts. “I need you, Koana… to devour you… to consume every inch of you and drown in your pleasure as I lick up. Every. Last. Drop.”
He then fell forward, caging Koana between his arms and leaning dangerously close to his lips. Koana himself raised his hands forward, pulling G’raha closer so their lips touched. The kiss was explosive- full of passion and joy as it conveyed the words Koana could not convey.
I’m sorry, Ōhi’a lehua. I… I will give you everything.
Their kiss continued, levelling up to a dance of their tongues, before G’raha began to grind against him, his engorged cock against Koana’s clothed one. It was a primal want, a need so deep they could both feel it in their veins. To be devoured by the wolf used to be something Koana once had a nightmare about… But today, he was in a paradise, his wolf was his lover, the man who would explore this time with him.
I need him… just as much… if not more… please.
Pulling apart from their kiss, Koana arched his back off the mattress and moaned, unabashed and loud. His pants grew wet with his cum, mixing with the slick and making him squirm as the heat began to make him crazy.
G’raha chuckled deep, his hand returning to the front of Koana’s trousers and pulling them down to just below his knees, immediately reaching past his cock and instantly teasing his entrance. “My, my, sweet Riding Hood.” He continued to tease him, slipping one finger in before pulling it out and sliding it down his perineum and back up again. “So perfect just for me? You’re practically begging for it, aren’t you?”
“Please!” Koana begged, delighted as G’raha added another finger, stretching him out further as he moved his hips in time with each thrust. “I can’t… hold it back anymore. I need you.”
“You need me… what?” G’raha added another, his voice almost purring in glee as he pushed Koana over the edge once more, his now free cock spilling over his stomach and dribbling down his thighs to stain his stockings. He went back to kissing up and down his chest and neck, lavishing Koana with hickey’s as he did. “Use your words, my Vow.”
Koana let out a choked breath and ran his hands up and down G’raha’s skin once more. His body was feverish, his mind slowly slipping into a more submissive state as he looked up at G’raha with wet eyes. “Mister Wolf… please put it…i-inside me.”
Another kiss and a laugh later, G’raha had manhandled the hhetsarro until his hips were in the air, and his face buried in the myriad pillows around the bed. “Alright, my Vow. Get ready for this to go to the next level.”
Finally pressing the swollen head into his entrance, Koana couldn’t help the pure keen of relief that tumbled out of him as G’raha began to fill him up. The stretch was deliciously painful, making Koana’s eyes roll back in bliss as he tried to spread his legs more, before the shorts at his knees stopped him. It took a while for G’raha to bottom out, leaving Koana a whimpering mess as he moved his hips to urge G’raha to move more.
Too… full… need…
Relenting, G’raha had given in to the wolf completely, holding his hips in a bruising grip. G’raha set a punishing pace, pulling out until just the tip remained in before thrusting as deep and hard as he could, the headboard smacking against the wall methodically. Koana’s moans were lost in the noise of it all as he clutched a pillow, his breath wheezing as he felt G’raha’s cock pressing up against the walls of his stomach.
“Is this what you wished for?” G’raha panted, bending over Koana until his teeth rested against his neck. “Do you wish to be my mate, dearest Vow?”
Koana tried to say any word of affirmation, to convey that he did indeed want to be G’raha’s mate- a thousand times over even… But all that could escape him were a few broken moans. In response, the red-haired miqo’te licked a stripe across his neck before biting down. Hard. A rather pathetic cry left Koana as he came again, the bite stinging deliciously as G’raha thrust a few more times. Feeling his knot starting to swell- a pleasant surprise for them both.
“My mate.” He breathed, his tail thumping against the bed. “Oh please… take it all… take my seed, my Vow. My mate!” With one final thrust, the knot finally caught on Koana’s rim, sealing them together as G’raha was finally pushed over the edge. With a howl, he fully came, flooding Koana with his thick seed. They both collapsed, G’raha almost crushing Koana before he moved him into a spooning position. “My mate…”
Blinking a few times, Koana tried to get out of his haze, but he was so warm, so full and blissed out, that he could only purr to show his appreciation.
G’raha kissed the mark on his neck before he pulled Koana even closer to him, the two relishing in the afterglows of their passion. “I might need a rest… after that.”
“Mmm.” Koana hummed, his eyes growing heavy with exhaustion. They could talk about it more when they woke up from their dream.
And what a wonderful dream it was.
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Eyes fluttering open, Koana tried to orient himself. He felt as if he was still in the dream, but he recognised the smells and lighting of their apartment.
They were back in Solution 9.
“Ra..” Koana couldn’t help but cough, his throat dry and hoarse.
G’raha hummed, jolting slightly before he too became aware of the situation they were now both in.
The two were naked- well, G’raha was, while Koana’s clothes were hanging from him in rags. They were still connected, Koana warming G’raha’s cock as the redhead tried to adjust, eliciting a moan from them both.
“I… wasn’t aware that… the Electrope would affect our bodies quite like this. To affect us in the real world.” G’raha wrapped his arms around him, rubbing his stomach before kissing the fresh bite on the back of Koana’s neck. “Though I won’t complain. To know you’re my mate so deeply…”
Blushing, Koana tried to hide his eyes behind his hair. “I… I do think it warrants further tests…” He took a moment to shake off some of the brain fog that still hung heavy in his mind. “Another fairy tale could do… but we can also try again… with the same.”
G’raha kissed his nape once more. “Indeed, as many times as we wish, though right now, I think we should take a short rest.” He gave a small chuckle and relaxed into the bed. “We can then have a shower and plan our next activity from then on.”
“Mmhmm… thank you, I love you, Ōhi’a lehua.” Koana felt himself slipping back into tiredness, his body humming from glee, and his mind blissfully relaxed.
“I love you too, my Vow.”
Maybe coming to Solution 9 was a great idea after all.