avien & océane » i'll be back soon
Story: RPG storyverse (Canon I guess?)
Genre: no idea what this is supposed to be tbh
Rating: 16+
Characters: Avien & fool_with_dream's Océane
Prompt: from this fucked up kissing meme
CN: non-consensual touching/kissing; hints at captivity & abuse
Author's Note:
me: I love Océane so much, she should be protected at all cost!
me: [proceeds to write her into the most unpleasant scenarios]
an 'I'll be back' kiss
»You will behave while I’m gone, won’t you, dear?«
You don’t answer; you don’t have to. The question was purely rhetorical. By now, Avien knows you will behave - because it’s not a polite request, it’s an order, and you’ve been with her for long enough to know what’s bound to happen when you defy one too many of those.
»Take good care of yourself, and make sure you get something to eat.« Maybe you’re imagining it, but for a moment, you believe there’s the slightest hint of a smirk tugging at her lips.
She knows damn well that you don’t get to decide when the monster within you feeds. That it breaks free whenever it needs to and does whatever it feels like doing, with no regard to your own plans and wishes; the only rules it follows are Avien’s, and you’re fully convinced it would ignore those, too, if it weren’t for the fact that the it is somehow inextricably tied to her by whatever fucked up magic brought you back to life and burdened you with this curse.
The feeling of Avien’s lips against your skin is absolutely revolting, but you let her press a kiss to your forehead regardless, without protest. Sure, you could be defiant and stubborn, and you often are; but right now, you’re trying your hardest not to anger her. You’re not willing to risk being locked away for the duration of her travels instead of getting to enjoy at least a tiny little bit of freedom while she’s gone.
»Don’t you worry, little princess«, she says as she pulls up the hood of her cloak and steps out into the cold, darting one last glance at you, halfway between stern and affectionate. »I’ll be back soon. I promise.«
Genre: no idea what this is supposed to be tbh
Rating: 16+
Characters: Avien & fool_with_dream's Océane
Prompt: from this fucked up kissing meme
CN: non-consensual touching/kissing; hints at captivity & abuse
Author's Note:
me: I love Océane so much, she should be protected at all cost!
me: [proceeds to write her into the most unpleasant scenarios]
an 'I'll be back' kiss
»You will behave while I’m gone, won’t you, dear?«
You don’t answer; you don’t have to. The question was purely rhetorical. By now, Avien knows you will behave - because it’s not a polite request, it’s an order, and you’ve been with her for long enough to know what’s bound to happen when you defy one too many of those.
»Take good care of yourself, and make sure you get something to eat.« Maybe you’re imagining it, but for a moment, you believe there’s the slightest hint of a smirk tugging at her lips.
She knows damn well that you don’t get to decide when the monster within you feeds. That it breaks free whenever it needs to and does whatever it feels like doing, with no regard to your own plans and wishes; the only rules it follows are Avien’s, and you’re fully convinced it would ignore those, too, if it weren’t for the fact that the it is somehow inextricably tied to her by whatever fucked up magic brought you back to life and burdened you with this curse.
The feeling of Avien’s lips against your skin is absolutely revolting, but you let her press a kiss to your forehead regardless, without protest. Sure, you could be defiant and stubborn, and you often are; but right now, you’re trying your hardest not to anger her. You’re not willing to risk being locked away for the duration of her travels instead of getting to enjoy at least a tiny little bit of freedom while she’s gone.
»Don’t you worry, little princess«, she says as she pulls up the hood of her cloak and steps out into the cold, darting one last glance at you, halfway between stern and affectionate. »I’ll be back soon. I promise.«